ridiculous

i’ve heard one of the most ridiculous things ever couple days ago.

it’s so ridiculous i just want to spit on the person (but i didn’t, of course).  and even now, the thought of it still disgust me.

such absurdity. and it makes me wonder, what has the world tun into? ridiculous!

up and down

and down and up….. and up and down…. and down and up… and repeat the process numerous times a day, monday to friday.

the constant walking up and down the 4 storey building has finally taken its toil on me. i felt as though i’ve shrunk in size since i join the new company, and mind you, i did not intentionally shrink myself. hence, i would like to fend off any inaccurate thoughts of me being anorexic and purposefully lose weight.

i did not, okay. it’s the stress of work and heavier workload (as compared to my previous job), and the climbing up and down of stairs that make me feel thinner. well, i felt thinner, but sadly the weighing scale never tip much towards the left passing the 50 point mark *big sigh*

but seriously. the daily climbing of stairs does exhaust me. in fact, right now, at 10.01 pm, i can barely keep myself awake, and am planning of hitting the sack in 15 minutes. anyways, i’m done yakking.

have a great night, all.

once a fan, always a fan

of Backstreet Boys, that is!!!!

oh my gosh… have you heard their latest single, Bigger?? it is so good!!! and i love the video shot in Japan, too.

anyways, sharing it here with you guys (i feel 12 again…. that’s when the BSB heat wave struck the globe)

here’s the lyrics:

First off I cant keep a promise
I’m no one to count on at all
Add on that I’m a coward
To scared to return your calls

Chorus :
But you don’t care
You keep sticking around
While I’m acting a clown
You’re bigger
Lalala
Cuz you’re still here
Your feet stuck to the ground
Despite how silly it sounds
You’re bigger
Than me
Lalala

Its known that I’m a liar
Often I’m blacker than white
Add on my uncanny ego
No ones less humbled than I

Chorus:
But you don’t care
You keep sticking around
While I’m acting a clown
You’re bigger
Lalala
Cuz you’re still here
Your feet stuck to the ground
Despite how silly it sounds
You’re bigger
Than me
Lalala

All the messed up things I do
Yeah I swear I’ll make’em up to you
Before you’re going heaven knows
Just let me make it better
I’ll try to measure up
I’ll try to measure up to you

I’ll make it up to you

Chorus :
But you don’t care
You keep sticking around
While I’m acting a clown
You’re bigger
Lalala
Cuz you’re still here
Your feet stuck to the ground
Despite how silly it sounds
You’re bigger
Than me
Lalala

 

p/s: nick is still cute… he cleans up awesomely well.. *swoons*

the 28 bucks facial

from herbaline.

ok before i proceed further yakking away my 28 bucks facial experience, first of all, i must really clarify that i do not in any way endorse herbaline, nor am i affiliated with them. and, i must insist that i am not bias against them or their products. i am just merely blogging out my experience as a consumer.

ok. so i have not had my face cleansed by a professional for two long months (yes i know, i’ve committed vanity sin #1), and out of desperation (and workplace obligation – but we’ll talk about this later) i thought i’d like to give herbaline a try. okay, here’s why i’m giving herbaline a shot: first of all, first trial is only RM28. it’s freaking cheap, and there’s no way you can beat that. and secondly, i’ve heard so much of their taman connaught’s outlet, so i thought geez i should really give it a try since it’s been ages since my last proper facial.

so, not a fan of prior arrangements, i called herbaline (yet again) for a last minute slot, and hurray for me, there is a slot for 4 pm. so i fought the heavy rain and drove all the way to connaught for my long awaited facial.

upon arriving their lovely outlet, they actually have a parking attendant to help you remove the “for herbaline guests only” tags and help instruct you to park your car nicely. and then i walked into the lobby, and was seated. was given a tea to drink prior to my facial. one lady was there to explain the RM28 package and the treatments i will be getting for the 28 bucks…. so after much listening, i was ushered into their inner sanctuary, was led to scrub my feet and was led to smell some lavender brewing stuff that helps relax the nerves… all these were pretty impressive and the design of the spa is seriously nice. very relaxing and the ambiance is great. love it.

so i was then brought up to my facial room where i was told to strip. LOL.. no i was told to change into my facial gown. ok. here’s the part that i’m a little overwhelmed. the room does not have a door. it has a curtain that was closed, but no doors. i was a little uncomfy, knowing that next door was a man (i could hear him talk). but i shook that off my head and changed into my gown anyways, and put on my shower cap. erm… don’t ask me what the cap was for. usually when you’re doing facial, the therapist will help you wrap a towel over your hair to keep your hair from falling, and here at herbaline they use shower caps.

okay. so my treatment started. my therapist is a nice girl. lovely complexion, nothing against her. but her skills… erm.. well, lets just put it this way: there are still lots of rooms for improvement. and during the whole course of treatment i could remember only two things. first, the extraction was excruciatingly painful. i was literally tearing up cause of the excruciating pain. i have never had such painful experience with facial extraction before, and no, my 2 months’ lack of facial does not account to that pain. it was so painful i almost wanted to just dash out and ran. but i reminded myself that i was only wearing a gown over my panties so i stayed put. but the experience was hell.

and the second note worthy experience was during my massage. i am a sucker for massage, and i know that back with aster spring their massages were superb. so, herewith herbaline, paying RM28 i did not had much expectation out of it. so i wasn’t expecting something grand. however, that wasn’t the only thing that i wasn’t expecting.

i wasn’t expecting my therapist to have her hands all over my breast during the massage either. she wasn’t molesting me per se. she’s just massaging me. but the gown was rather a thin piece of cotton cloth, and the fastening was just a string that you tie right at your chest. so when she massaged my supposed back, and she maneuvered her hands towards my chest and i have to say she stimulated my boobs very well. the gown was pushed down a little (not deliberately) and i can feel her hands on my skin. it was honestly very sexually arousing.  it’s just weird. you having your facial, getting your shoulder massage but in fact you got more than that. your boobs get the free treatment too.

now after the massages and the mask and all, the treatment was done i was then ushered back down, seated and was sold some products which i bought (herbaline’s products were actually rather cheap, this i have to say. but as far as effectiveness, i can’t say much as i have yet to use it). after the product sales talk, i was told to go back in to the inner sanctuary again for the fish spa. yes. you pay RM28 you get your facial done and your feet nibbled by the fishes.

so overall, the experience was a pleasant one. the girls were very friendly and polite. the running of the center is a good one, too. but it’s just the extraction that really puts me off. will i head back to herbaline for another facial? at this point of time, i can’t say i will. the pain of the extraction is still vivid. but if you’re on who’s tough and can stand any sort of pain, then i’d say give herbaline a try. their service is good, and you’ll really enjoy the ambiance. at least i did.

it’s been a while

it had been a long while since i last see you smile from the bottom of your heart.

your eyes that twinkles with pure joy; and laughter that flows out genuine happiness are no longer evident.

your smile that lights up the whole city (like how taylor swift would put it), i want to see it soon, cause i miss seeing the happy you.

(but really, it kills me to see you sad)

 

bad day

i had a bad day… but i’m not going to sing a sad song just to turn it around..

it’s just not a good day for me…. at all…

shiteous day

perks

i have to say this:

sometimes, being the youngest in the family has its perks. the baby’s usually spoilt rotten by parents and siblings (and if i may add, in laws).

and now i fess up. it’s not that bad being a spoil brat after all. mom and dad and bro & sis in law are the best when it comes to spoiling the little baby that has way past her infancy stage.  thank God for family. thank God my youngest status at home, and thank God that i do not have a younger sibling who’s just as horrible as i am. hah!!

all to you…. i surrender

recently discovered several lovely songs from Jesus Culture.

here’s one of them: I Surrender

secret chamber

i know i’ve got a few password protected posts, and i know some of you were dying to know what i’ve written, or not.

to the selected few i did share out the password as i deemed them trustworthy, or that they really are in my inner most circle.  but of course, only one or two managed to read some of those gems that i’ve written that was somewhat important and personal to me.

but i do feel as though there were some conflicts. this blog is meant for public viewing, and if i protect even a portion of the written posts, it somehow defeat my purpose. but then i understand from my very own point of view that certain issues are best left unknown to the rest of the world.

so, the brilliant me came up with a brilliant idea. ok, well  somewhat brilliant idea. from now on, there will be no protected posts on hanthen.wordpress.com cause all protected posts (which were filed under secret chamber) will be posted on my secret chamber. it is a password protected blog. only invited users are allowed.

i’m sure you know that i am a rather  private person (up to a certain level), and i hope you guys do understand and not get offended if ever i refuse to invite you into my little bubble.  and i do hope that i can clear things up.

with everything

verse 2: break down our pride, and all the walls we’ve built up inside, our earthly crowns and all our desires, we lay at your feet

pre-chorus: let hope rise, and darkness tremble in your holy light, that every eye will see, Jesus our God, great and mighty to be praised