Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Alto 1.0

It's been pouring since the morning and I'm lovinggg the weather! <3 <3 I know I should be freelancing rite now (2 articles to rush) but I can no longer suppress my lust for Suzuki Alto!! It's rather economical & environmental friendly!

Paradise Blue Pearl is super duper adorable!

Is this a Desert Brown? Out!


No-no for Artic White! it looks too much like my frens' myvis

i heart Rose Pearl the most!

Too bad punggung besar, how ar? lol

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

A Blind Date

Unplanned, unprepared and unpredictable - it was inevitably a date.. a blind one in fact. =) As a lone eagle, it's my habit of having lunch alone before classes on Wednesdays. Today was D-day.

He just appeared in front of my table out of no where. My guess is that he has been quietly observing me from far for the past few weeks. He sat down across me, without the simple courtesy of asking for my permission. How rude he is, I thought. And undeniably, he isn't entirely bad looking. =)

And he started mumbling incessantly. Ignoring him, I continued with my private enjoyment of lunch. Slightly disturbed yet managed to capture his handsome look. Just scroll down!

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He even finished up my leftovers. What a shame!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Review: Organic Face Rosewater Toner from Boots Botanics

While most of my Chinese course mates just set foot in their dorms after a fulfilling 2D1N Hatyai trip, a bankrupt law student like me can only nail in front of lappie doing review on Organic Face Rosewater Toner, a victor I claimed from Boots Lee Garden, Hatyai : ( Pathetic, aren't me? No, of cause, I am writing the review for the sake for public good, you know, those who succumb to words of mouth in the cyber forum : )

Enough of the crap, this is another toner I would call a gem.
Original Price: 280 bahts for 150ml
After 70% off: 84 bahts (which is a mere RM8.40!!!)
Indeed it is a water. Faintly rose scented (How I adore it!Oslee aftermath I guess), I apply it every morning after cleansing my face. Since I massage it on my face using bare hands but not a cotton pad(coz I missed the damn English instruction covered by the Thai instruction), sticky dirt leftover can still miraculously be cleansed(and gummed on my palms.. yuckie).

And it is made in UK(i.e. equivalent to QUALITY :>)
Its impact on a lady with combination skin(yeah.. upgraded from sensitive to sensitive+pimples skin) was powerful. My skin is always supple, less oily, my pores become tinier, brighter skin tone and definitely lesser pop-outs! Yes to repurchase but at the moment, I have something else on my mind. Till then XOXO

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Scrubs: The Sitcom & The Reality

Visiting a clinic always reminds me of "Scrubs" the sitcom, n more recently - "The Private Practice"(I am a goner, I know). No matter how hard I pray, the experience is always the opposite from that on the TV screen. Today, for one.
Pic proudly stolen from d-empire.org
The idiot box portrays: A pleasant looking receptionist talking on a telephone would ask the person on the line to hang on and courteously greet the patient. Some nurses walk swiftly by the reception.
Today's reality check: Escorted by the dazzling hot sun, I walked toward the counter and the exhausted-looking-due-to-constant-sitting-and-gossiping-in-the-counter-since-early-morning receptionist instructed me to a board saying "Counter will be reopen at 2pm".It was 3.20pm then.So, I was further instructed to another signboard written " Thursday: 8am to 3.15pm."

The idiot box portrays: When you need them, they'll be there for you. When someone in hysteria or in labor appears in the lounge of a hospital, all the surgeons, doctors, nurses, cleaners and receptionist would rush here n there & to get the someone into emergency room or whatsoever they call.
Today's reality check: After minutes of incessant complaint, the receptionist said I could go the Emergency Unit. I wasn't in trance or in labour of cause. And there were 10 students waiting patiently. No staffs were within my vicinity until I found the room. It was another long 20-minutes before my turn to be diagnosed - not by a doctor by an assistant doctor who read medicine for a sheer 3-years (according to the "assistant doctor"=.=''').

Anyway, I only had a swollen eye. And was given so many types of medicine. And even a packet of KK. >.<
The 1st question I was asked at the counter was: why is ur eye swollen? And I was glad, for a moment, that I was not on a death bed, for the PROFESSIONALS in PKU could hardly render any assistance but only asking myself to diagnose what's da cause of my swollen eyes.

Of cause you would say: A clinic is not a hospital. : )