Touched

The Hen's night is finally over, after much anticipation and careful planning by the girls. I want to thank all the beautiful girls who attended the last night of my wild singlehood. I admit I was so damn smashed that night, but I had great fun at Waraku, Supperclub as well as Double O : ) Thanks alot, girls, I love you! *Muaks*

Well, I have collected my wedding gowns for the actual day last Wednesday. You may think that it's too early, but you'll never know what you will (or will not) get if it's too near the actual day : ) I am so excited seeing those beautiful gowns hanging from my false ceiling. I wonder how I will look on that day. Hahaha...

As both Fat Boy and I were worried that Boyboy might sneak into our room and damage the gowns (by peeing, licking or whatever), we thought that it would be better to hang those gowns at Daddy's place in Jurong West.

It felt comforting to know that the doors at Jurong West are always open for me, though Daddy and Mummy are fully aware that I prefer to stay with Gramps anytime. I felt touched when I saw betrothal gifts like bedsheet covers, blankets and jewellery box placed nicely on the table (Yes, they were bought specially for me) Daddy also mentioned that Mummy had prepared to give me some of her beloved jewellery as part of the betrothal gift. Besides this, she had bought a spaghetti dress with a scarf for this event...

An act of love? Since young, I always have this notion that Mummy doesn't love me. It doesn't help that Gramps and her are not on good terms and I have always stood by the former since she is the one taking care of me all these while. I was extremely touched and traumatized when she started pushing her beloved gold jewellery to me. It's like I have never really treated her well, or sometimes with the utmost basic respect, why does she still treat me so well? (Yes, it's love)

My dislike towards her, which has accumulated since young, has dissolved. I will love and treat her well from now on : ) No wonder it is said that brides who are going to get married always have pleasant discoveries and surprises (yeah, no shocks, please) before their big day. Gift from Heaven? Perhaps.

Another 8 more days before the big day. I am so damn anxious about the right side of my face. I hope it will heal soon! *Fingers crossed*!

My Best Friends - Antibiotics & Steriod Cream

After peering into the mirror million of times and finally came to terms that my face was a wreck, I headed to my favourite doctor, Doc Tan - A man in his mid-thirties with a subtle sense of humor (Oh well, I am not embarrassed to admit that he has seen every inch of me, including my ear drums) Aunt Helen's art piece was diagnosed as acne. I was given a month's supply of antibiotics and steroid cream : / I felt a sense of assurance that I was going to be fine on my big day (...by hook or by crook...)

Dinner was at My Humble House. Oh yes, second round of foodtasting - I had made negative comments about some dishes previously and well, they threw in the second round to ensure everything is satisfactory to my palate : ) I prefer the grilled pork ribs drenched in champagne sauce to the smokey BBQ grilled pork ribs and bai ling mushrooms (its texture is that of abalone's) to spinach drizzled beancurd. Though I wanted the steamed cod fish with ginger sauce from the first round of foodtasting, Fat Boy and Gramps veto-ed my choice. Grilled cod fish with green pepper sauce will be served on that day (Booo....) Talking about My Humble House, I am so worried how the guests will be coming, especially the elderly. It is confirmed that there is full road closure on that day : /

As for last Saturday, both Fat Boy and I had dinner with Jan Jan and Match at Ichiban in Suntec City before heading to KBox for a 6-hour crooning session! Sunday was spent resting and relaxing (Nah!) at home. Correction: I did spend hours watching movies on MioTV, I did also spend hours clearing up my room~I realized I had stashed lotsa junk at various corners; can you imagine there are 4 big bags of clothes awaiting to be donated to the Salvation Army? ; P

Face Woes

I must admit that the 234 bucks of Huet Biologie did work wonders....on certain parts of my face. I was quite satisfied with the results - My face indeed look much clearer and fairer, but it also caused major eruptions (When I say major, it really means major) There were big angry-looking pimples sitting on my forehead and the right side of my face (Yeah, not again!) Feeling pissed, I made a trip to Aunt Helen's and it was quite a fruitful facial session - The clogged pores were more or less cleared, but what made me unhappy was the temporary scars from the squeezing and digging : ( My face looks like I just lost a catfight : (

What the fuck....my big day's just 3 weeks away and these untimely pimples have to appear out from nowhere just when I need (desperately) to look at my best? *Sigh* Fat Boy suggested that I go to the doctor to get some anti-biotics as some of his girl pals had the same problem before their big day too. I am seriously contemplating whether I should go to the doctor because I do not want to move from a frying pan to another. What happens if there are side effects, like weight gain? Dammit. But if I do not take the anti-biotics, will new pimples pop up?

I have been thinking why the sudden pimple eruption. I blame the photoshoot session - I should have known it and taken action (like buying new foundation sponge and brushes) I didn't and let the bacteria from the dirty-looking sponges and brushes destruct my flawless complexion (All my religious intake of collagen has gone to waste!) I shouldn't have used the bloody Shu Umuera Balancing Oil too..knowing that I should never touch oil-based products. So what if it works for others...? (Damn!) I am not sure if my heavy intake of prawns and durians has any impact on the face too, but I am not going to restrict myself (I hope I can)...

I am very comforted to know that I have good friends around me, mainly Rightie, Amy, Adeline and Jan Jan : ) I can feel their enthusiasm for my wedding and next Saturday's hen's night. Seriously, after knowing that they have to follow me to-and-fro Jurong West, Yishun and Stirling Road, I really feel bad - It's going to be a tired affair and they are doing it for me : / I must make sure I will go all out to help them when their turn comes : )

Oh, by the way, Fat Boy has bought the wardrobe, a mirror and a dark brown plank (as my dressing table) from Ikea. As I have zero creativity, I leave it to him : ) I am going to do up my hair this coming Wednesday. I guess I should adhere to a liquid diet a week before the actual day so as to look my best : P What are the remaining things to do? I have yet to buy a pair of black trousers for Brother, Mum has not bought blanket for me, Fat Boy's mother has not bought me the 4 pieces of jewellery...I guess I really have lotsa things to do. No wonder I found a strand of white hair just now and guess stress does play a part in wreaking havoc to my face too. I must learn to breathe in and out....relax.