Devyn and Charlie Take on Road Pricing!

Well, not really. But today was our very first semi-grown-up day out, since our duo finally has a licensed driver! I always knew that Devyn would be the first one to get her license, since she's all cars-y (oooh boys, we all know you love a chick who loves her cars) and also because I've got no (proper and unembarrassing) car to drive. Besides, the most impressive thing I've done with/to/for a car is my game on Need for Speed, but even then I can't beat the time limit (New Kid On The Block challenge too, how embarrassing).

ANYWHO. I took the bus over to her house and we chilled for a while while she watched some Korean show (granted, it was semi entertaining thanks to emo kid in the black vest in the picture below with his emo singing)

Anyway, soon after that we went on our drive! We sent her brother to school and then started on our way to the flea market at Clarke Quay. We thought we'd be awesome and wouldn't get lost, but Alas! It seems you can't trust gothere.sg as much as you'd like to, because YOU DO NOT EXIT AT EXIT 11 if you want to go to Clarke Quay. So we drove a very long way into the heartlands looking for a place to U-turn, seeing as Devyn's car was big like a new born baby whale and we couldn't trust her very fresh driving. But grrrrl, skills. She has them.

Anywho, after that there isn't much to tell. Except Central has got a 5 storey spiral that you need to drive up to get to the carpark. Hello, I've never been drunk but that mustave been what it feels like to have 5 shots of tequila. Picture spam time!

 DAMN UGLY AHHH. Like, wtf is up with my chin. I sense an eating disorder coming on.

Aww, how purty.It's not really a Polaroid, just the fake computer version called Poladroid. Go check it out!

You know those emotive scenes where the camera just shows you the car's POV of driving through a tunnel, but at like twice the speed? Yea, this is like that.

I'd have more pictures, but they all turned out blurry! I dropped my camera and I think it must have broken something inside, which makes me uber pissed.

Ahh, I'll come back to this post when I've got the time.

-Charleh

Candy for the eyes

Okay, so I'm bored, again. Here's an update on my life! I'm currently watching old, old episodes of 8 Simple Rules to Dating My Teenage Daughter (not like there are any new episodes, HAH) and trying to edit a friend's photo to see how she'd look like blonde.

But anyway, thanks to a very excited Tweet on my Twitter, I'm now surfing through pictures of the very sexy Gaspard Ulliel. Let me share some with you! We should all share what is good, and on bad days, you better take some of the crap I'm going through as well.

Seee, he's so goodlooking oh my goodness. Also, since I just watched Merlin, here's Sir Lancelot (aka Santiago Cabrera) for you

Okay I'm done.

- Do I even need to sign off? It's not like Devyn ever goes this batshit for unattainable men. ie, It's Charlie.

Cue birthday song

DEV IN!

I just thought I should start blogging a bit more. Today's date is 17th May 2010. It's my dad's birthday. He has turned 50 as of today, which makes him 3 decades older than I am. Wow, I never imagined my dad to be that old. He doesn't look 50 to me though. My dad's a simple guy he doesn't like to celebrate his birthday too lavishly. So today, I went out to buy him a cake. A Mango Mixed Fruit Cake from Polar Puffs & Cakes (I'm not sure whether they're still called polar puffs & cakes thought). The cake was really good, the mango had just the perfect level of sour & sweetness. Very pleasant cake indeed. My dad doesn't fancy chocolate cakes as much, he gets sick of them really quickly.

Though the small celebration today, yesterday my family actually went out to have dinner at Han's River at East Point. My uncle(#7 in the family) and his wife were invited to join us. Honestly, I had a vision that Han's River was a fancy restaurant that served chinese food. Don't ask me why though. It was actually pretty similar to Seoul Garden. The variety of food could actually match that of Seoul Garden, which was impressive. Although, the drinks weren't free flow. 10bucks for a jug of soft drinks that could fill 7 cups. We ordered 2 jugs. The other difference was that their Table BBQ stove was 'smokeless' unlike Seoul Garden, which means you don't end up smelling like you were barbequed when you leave. That was a nice feature.
But there were a few things worth grousing about. The seating wasn't spacious enough and really not comfortable, especially if you're suppose to be spending time there cooking and eating the food, that's not very encouraging. At times the service can be really encouraging, at times it's hard to get their attention. The atmosphere was really noisy, cause we were very close to the other table. The tom yam soup served was quite nice. They used chicken soup as it's base and give you the tom yam paste to mix in, so you can create a soup to your liking.  Apart from that, the place is slightly cheaper than Seoul Garden so you might wanna give it a try. But for me, I don't think I will be going back there anytime soon.

I think my sister might have more photos of the place, but she's asleep so I can't access them.

dev out!

Charlie's wishlist!

Well, we all know that Devyn's birthday is coming. But so is mine, and here's my wishlist!

There's something wrong with DeeDee the Dino's face, but I can't figure out what D:

- Charlie is a common name, doodahh doodahh. Super hard to rise in fame, doodah doodah.

Yes I have!

My first post. 


Wow what a lame way to begin my post. Sorry about that. But I'm half awake, munching on peas and humming a tune to myself. Trying to keep myself awake till I get this post done. I've been busy, so haven't had any time to write anything up on this blog. Charlie's been doing most of the work. I take that back, Charlie's been doing ALL the work, so kudos to her! I really like how the blog turned out.


Below you may find details to what I have been up to the past few days. 


I just came back from a short trip, across the border. Nothing special just went to Johor to get my clothes tailored. Being tall makes it hard to find festive clothes that are the right size. They're either a size too big, or there isn't enough length in it, which would definitely make me look like a kid that outgrew her clothes way too fast. The pain.


Went to a friend's birthday celebration at the Goldkist Resort, at East Coast Park. She's a close friend and the cousin to my boyfriend. She has finally turned 19, but still behaves like she's in kindergarten. Haha! So there were tons of food, tons of fun (i.e. no one slept, playing card games till morning) AND tons of complains from me! 
The chalet is in serious need of renovations. The only thing that they changed in every room is the air-conditioning unit. Which, I must say, was a very good idea. Especially since the humidity level is Singapore at the moment has gone off the charts. But please that's not the only thing that people are looking at when they pay 300+ bucks for a 2-storey chalet. The beds were so old, so dusty. I started having rashes just sitting on them. The wardrobe was... wait there isn't much of a wardrobe to speak of anyway. Don't get me started on the state of the toilet, I went in to have a shower, I didn't feel any cleaner when I came out. Honestly, I saw a small cockroach crawling past me as I showered. I almost DIED! But apart from that I enjoyed myself.


Oh! And my birthday's coming! Yay me! Get me a present please?

This guy right here would be an awesome present! Either that or get me a GTR R35 ok?

Ok, I can't string words into a proper sentence anymore. 

Brain failing. Exhaustion. Sleep i need.

xoxo,

devyn

Devyn hasn't started posting yet...

...because she's 'attached'.

Charlie's soon-to-be-regular 1am ramblings

Okay, since I'm stuck at home while my loverly Devyn is once again having a vibrant nightlife, I decided to update this blog just for all you special future readers. I'm starting to think my craziest ideas come at 1am, when I'm cranky but can't fall asleep so I troll the internet for lulz.

Since my own nightlife is very much spent among my friends of the imaginary persuasion, for some reason I feel the need to draw out my thoughts. Tonight's thoughts came while I was scrolling through ONTD (while my ankles are hurting like an old lady's arthritis-prone joints in all this heavy rain after I spent a whole day standing) and saw Emma Watson's lovely mug and effortless smile.

So I thought to myself, why in the world do some girls look so sweet and innocent without having to open up their wide mascaraed eyes and set their gaze somewhere above your head?

I mean, they really don't have to arrange their face into a nice expression at all, and still look so stunning (Liv Tyler, I'm talking to you!). Whereas in all my photos where I'm caught unawares, my own face looks like it inflated to about 3x its normal size and my nose just disappears into my massive cheeks (Don't even ask me how that happens, I myself am trying to figure this out). Instead of a fairy princess, I'm like an ogre of beyond Shrek-like proportions.

I coloured my hair gray, not because it's gray, but so its lovely individual curls get some representation at least in illustration, even if everybody insists my hair doesn't fall into nice ringlets in real life.

Anyway. In my head I look like a grandmother with a plaster stuck across her nose. I'm actually ashamed to say that that's how my eyebrows look like in real life.

What's that? Get them plucked/tweezed? Did you think I never thought of that? I'm sorry, but plucking or tweezing hair doesn't make it STRAIGHT. Did you think it makes sense that someone with curly hair on her head has straight hair elsewhere on her body? NO. NO. My eyebrow hairs are freaking ringlets alright, and until someone invents a method of straightening them that doesn't involve an iron or me directing a hot hair dryer at my forehead, like picture below:

..My eyebrows will remain curly and a constant distraction for you whenever we talk face to face. I'm this close to doing a Minah version 2.0, where I shave my eyebrows out and draw them on with a wrong coloured eyebrow pencil (I'm sorry, but just because you DYED your hair a failed blonde I mean brown, doesn't mean that your natural eyebrow colour is brown! You should know by now brown looks orange on your Asian skin!).

Okay, this post is just going to surprise Devyn when she finally comes home to her laptop. I think when I start whining about my eyebrows I should just stop typing in words altogether.

I bid thee adieu!
-Charles X. Xavier Version 2.0

This should really be the second post

So, when we were 15, me and Devyn decided that we’d break out on our own and move into our own apartment. Of course, logistics like having boyfriends over and which one of us could actually cook didn’t cross our minds. The first one being because I never had a boyfriend and Devyn didn’t want to keep impressing the point that she’d had more ‘experience’ than I had.
Anyway! I’m digressing. So we decided we were going to get an apartment, and of course I already had some idea of what I wanted. I always wanted a studio loft in Manhattan/Brooklyn, decorated in shades of gray and red. I’m not sure what Devyn wanted, but I have a feeling that I’d spend more time at home so HAH. I’d have more say <3

Anyway, I decided to just make one up there, scrolled through Google images and photoshopped all the appropriate elements in. I’d probably want to add in a bean bag or two, and a table, but that’s basically it. Just big and roomy and airconditioned.
Next post: My perfect room!

-charles

This should really be the first post

This is how this blog started. Isn’t it awesome?
-charlie