Little Dowager

Steppin’ Out

Little Dowager — Wed, 27 Feb 2008 16:21:15 +0000

I know.

The last few days had been quiet. It’s not that I was caught up in the rapture; instead I was prepping my move to my new space on the intarweb.

I had planned to migrate my contents over but alas, I decided not. A fresh start might be good. To let go of pain; to finally learnt my mistakes; to begin accepting myself for all my imperfections.

It signifies a new beginning of myself as a adult; hence the letting go of “little” from my alias.

Do pop over, do update your blogfeed/blogrolls. It’s a little bare at the moment but fret not, it’s still the familiar Dowagr.

Many thanks to the folks at Liquidblade for hosting my new humble little space.

A woman in her man’s shirt.

Little Dowager — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 08:59:26 +0000

The shirt girl is the antithesis of the sweater girl, who is all tease, impenetrable lipstick and the smug summary of much adolescent angst. The shirt girl is simply undone. Her hair has betrayed her, with its telltale tangles; she might have mascara smudged sleepily under her eyes; and she likes croissants and crossword puzzles for breakfast. She sometimes likes to go back to bed in the afternoons. She likes strong coffee, and she likes to laugh. She smells good, old-fashioned.

via Men’s Vogue

Have that wreckless love

Little Dowager — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 16:17:11 +0000

I’m crazy over this Wreckless Love.

hold on for one more day

Little Dowager — Sun, 17 Feb 2008 12:09:21 +0000

false pretense.

Little Dowager — Sun, 17 Feb 2008 09:32:03 +0000

A friend just called me on the phone.

We used to hang out, but now he just sounds so bleeping awkward on the phone. It’s strange to find myself trying so hard to make conversations with him, considering I’m not usually conversational.

I’m so angry this weekend.

battle scar

Little Dowager — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 08:06:00 +0000

If watch are like little mechanical hearts - damn I scratched mine badly yesterday.

Nairmind. More battle scar, more personality.

No no no.

Little Dowager — Mon, 11 Feb 2008 10:18:18 +0000

Took an off day today and was planning a big day out. Where should we go?

Let’s go Sungei Road and do the thrifting thing that we used to do! Let’s watch 2 movies today! Wanna check out that Italian restaurent at Rail Mall? Oh maybe we should go T3 and take pictures! What time should we meet? Maybe we can go laze around in PS… we always do that.

And then WHAM, I got hit with a major migraine that left me incapacitated in bed, tossing and turning, barely a wink until dawn. I even puked out some morning bile juice. The last time it hurts so bad was a year ago, when I shared a room with my ex boss. I’m sure it was not her snoring that kept me up that night.

My day’s wasted. But I’m off to catch Sweeney Todd now.

Angry Meal

Little Dowager — Sat, 09 Feb 2008 13:43:53 +0000

Double cheeseburger are like Big Mac but without the middle layer bun. Even so, I don’t really like Big Mac. I guess I just dislike sesame on my buns. I like buns to be smooth. Or like breakfast muffins - Just no sesame for me.

Yea you guess it, I just order Mac for dinner. Chomped it down. With a snarl.

It was an Angry Meal.

How to unbruise a bruised ego…

Little Dowager — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 06:27:13 +0000

Victoria’s Secret yall!

Even better when I don’t have to pick up the tab. Still annoyed that the ultra-uber sexy one does not have my size. Arghghghg.

Let the healing begins.

Little Dowager — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 10:08:00 +0000

Be ruthless.

1) Delete everything. His number, messages, msn, emails, pictures. Don’t forget the chat logs. Yea, and throw away the stupid flowers too.

2) Get out. Make plans for movies marathons with my friends, have long dinners and crazy coffee conversations. Heineken helps too.

3) Keep the mind occupied. Do the photography thingy that I’ve been neglecting, solve my sudoku.