Ever since its first publication in July 26 2005, Why Do Men Have Nipples have been an instant hit!
The answer to Why is out there guys! Being the girl with an inquisitive mind, I have done a very lazy search and found this (but I'll summarise it for you):
1. Both male and females have similar embryos with similar tissues and body parts.
2. Everyone is structured based on a 'female template'.
3. So that is why both sexes have nipples.
4. The thing that makes male different is the higher level of hormone testosterone (that's how you guys ended up with testicles, balls, ping pongs et cetera).
5. That said, since nipples pop up first (before testis), they are here to stay!
Libraries are a great source of information so the next time you feel intrigued by a matter at hand, give that good ol' Library a quick visit.
Look what I've found, and it is so mighty relevant to our topic of the day!
Boob books and Half-assed books One is about handling breast cancer and the other is about losing weight you perv!
So, who wants to play Doctor? Heh.
Time to reward me with a kiss on the cheek -for giving you unwanted help- (I am blushing already!)
mwah!
x faa
P/S Gossip girl's last episode was a total golden globe winner. It left me gagging for MORE suspense and being a Chlair fan, I think the ending is just so Perfect. I got what I wished for and that truly made my day. Comments?
Project Runway has always been my favourite reality TV show. Largely due to the OBVIOUS REASONS that:
1 . It's produced by Heidi Klum - Queen of Victoria's Secret. 2. It's like a 2 in 1 show where I get to see fashion + models together. 3. I like the to judge the designers' creativity. 4. I like Heidi Klum. 5. No I LOVE Heidi Klum.
Japan is a fantastic fashion paradise itself. That's where sailormoon got their mini skirts and hair done and that was actually the early 1990's mind you!
Fashion Failure
But till today, Japan never failed to amaze us with their fashion success (and failures!) and we all know good fashion comes with good advertisements and publications like the one below:
A fashion advertisement from Japan Fashion Failure
I never loved Japan-styled clothes because they are so over rated here in Singapore. The high-stockings, the hand gloves, the Betty Boob umbrellas, the Kawaii nails, the Kawaii phones, the Kawaii-ed EVERYTHING!
(I googled for "Kawaii" images and I got back naked girls in panties and big boobs - So that's what Kawaii means to us now!)
Presenting to you a Japanese mis-Fashioned pair of Jeans.
Fashion Failure
What can I say? Urm, that it has a GREAT cutting. Not too tight on the hips (because you can adjust the strings haha). However, the jeans fade-off colour doesn't bring out the sexiness of the wearer. Probably a darker shade of blue will do the magic.
I'm getting a pair for my friends and if your birthday is coming, well expect this to be in your mailbox soon!
But honestly I think it's a ridiculous invention.
Should I wear a bikini bottom or jeans? Ah why the trouble, let's WEAR both!
Convenient and practical wear. Love the jackets and short hot pants. Major fashion success!
No comments but... Major fashion success! (without a doubt)
Being over tanned is a fashion disaster. Big boobs doesn't compensate that either. So verdict? Major fashion failure!
Note to self: Get new hot pants ASAP.
When you don't know what to wear, just throw on a printed t-shirt, short pants (or anything short! mini skirt et cetera), a nice shawl and a pair of pumps to go - that's how we Singapore Girls do it!
Hopeless romantics see the world differently from other people. Hopeless romantics see beauty everywhere, see possibility in everything, and are eternally optimistic about the outcome of the actions.
Which is why it can be extremely worrying when other who do not share your sunny disposition choose to make sharp comments or suggest that your optimism is misplaced. These people are the cynics - although they would probably call themselves "realists" - who prefer not to see beauty because it asks too much of them.
Hopeless romantics think of others all the time, whereas cynics think only of themselves.
-The Hopeless Romantic's Handbook ; Chapter 6
Presenting to you : The one and only Hopelessly Romantic love-nut you can find breathing and eating burgers from Carls Jr. - ME!
Oh yes!
So which category you fall under?
This is of course about differentiating IF you someone who is a total love-nut (although you need not be in love to be hopelessly romantic of course) or just one who heck-cares about anything else because you are NOT in love.
The truth is (and not for the reason of boasting around eh) I can confidently say that I fall under the hopeless romantic's category.
I am optimistic -80% of the time- AND I care for people more than I care about myself.
When I talk to others, I realize they are (most of the time) not in par with my kind thoughts. But then again, I think it is due to the tremendous influence from Z, who is a man dripping with confidence and optimism Yes Sire!
I think I might sound a little bit dreamy when I say Love makes you feel great about yourself, makes you feel like a total winner. It makes you PRACTICE the act of sharing your life with another person/partner and makes you realize how important it is to give and take.
I sometimes don't understand why others are so negative and rather ... calculative? in their everyday life. The thing is because I can be quite self-sacrificial. BUT NOTE! I'm not trying to make myself look as if I'm a donkey by following everyone's wishes blindly. But I just love to "give way". In fact, I just love to "give" and I don't expect anything in return, but certainly, some small gestures along the way would do good too.
I detest cynics because they are moral plungers. They pull you down with their snide remarks. They talk with much -what else?- negativity and for me personally, it is not very nice to hear. As what is said above, these people "do not share your sunny disposition choose to make sharp comments". Sharp comments = hurtful.VERY hurtful MOST of the time,yes.
Oh yes. Cynics! Learn to love others BEFORE you love yourself (too much) so that you can learn how to appreciate others (very important!) for the way they are.
Hopeless romantics! Keep up the #%#$%$rdfdtr good work with the tonnes of optimism.
1 score for Hopeless Romantics; it just shows that we are not that hopeless after all! We just love to love :)
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The Hopeless Romantic's Update:
Saturday whizzed by oh-so painlessly. Which is unfair because I still want more of Z! Grrr.
Z was donned in glory greens and so was the chili sauce!
Gah. Wicked!
Right, time to hit the bed. I'm ready to tuck myself into bed...
But before that, brush teeth time!
Ignore the scruffy hairrrrrrdo Look! New Omnia cover <3 It's coo-ing with coolness.
This is the weekend wind down post. I've got updates from my expedition to the GYM (haha you are going to be so mighty proud of me!) coming up soon. Meantime, it's ftwFriday! So even if you (or me or us both) are not going PARTAY-ing, it doesn't matter because just get those Jimmy Choosstilettos and dance with Alesha Dixon's The Boy Does Nothing. It's not very mambo (although youtubers declared it has to be MAMBO!)
You've got to love me because I have embedded the music video here on my blog! Come give me a kiss. It's friday and check out her hair - it's just like mine. (I've got a strong liking for gorgeous brown locks, don't I?)
And the dress is so awesome that I would die to wear it IF (if and only if) I was blessed with a bod like her (boo-hoos).
I find the song absolutely FANTABULOUS. Only the dance is kind of off-the-beat and so springy that it seems like they just thrashed everything together to look like it was NOTHING like mambo le salsa + cha-cha style. Right, whatever.
Anyways Z, welcome back to town! (haha) I missed you while you were gone and I appreciate the 2-3 nights when you didn't call me. That aside, go check this girl out and when i say the song IS good, it IS SO GOOD that if Z were right here with me, we'll be doing air splits and twirls, together!
Time for me to run along.
Sweeeeeets:)
p/s The title of le song has nothing to do with Z. Don't get hurt okay? (:
I sent Z off yesterday by cab (and Peak Hour Rate sucks) and after I dropped Z off, The taxi Uncle asked,
Your Boyfriend ah?
Me: Yea
Him: Oh. Army Ah?
Which is so obvious because Z was wrapped in everything Green from head to toe AND carrying a huge green bag behind.
And Uncle said whenNS, all the girlfriends will leave the boyfriends one. Just like what happened to my son.
I just laughed and said, yea, but not all. Uncle looked left and he pointed out towards Z. I saw Z walking off with the glory greens and I thought to myself, with a man like him, how can I ever leave?
Oh well oh well, my Monday was spectacular except for the fact that a bird flew into a ceiling fan, was flung to the zinc roof and fell DEAD right in front of me.
This is not the dead bird of course, and only someone with a twisted brain will take a picture of a dead and perfectly harmless creature.
Was I traumatised?
You bet.
I really wanted to help it, resuscitate it to life or something but gosh, its head looks really twisted. I can't keep my eyes of the bird, because in my mind, I was thinking of ways how to give aid, but Z said to me "Stop staring at the dead bird! Do you want people to stare at you if you are dead!?"
Right. Kind of true. Of course I wouldn't want to be stared at.
Right here right now, I am rotting away into my Sunday, and it is not a Sunday well-spent - it feels like any other Sunday ; the Sundays WHEN I had to mug for exams. But with exams no longer in the picture (for the next few months! YAHAYY!) it feels like it's a Sunday-gone-to-waste. So you can definitely measure the Bored-O-meter of mine - it's about to EXPLODE due to EXTREME Boredness.
Z and I have decided to go for a movie this Monday -and doesn't that surprise you because my army boy gets a day out into town on a MONDAY! This is a phenomenon I tell you! - and so IF we make it to the movies, I was thinking of watching some horror movie.
But why horror movies? Read on.
Z is never a fan of romance -ironic, because he is one hell of a hero all the time , and me undeniably his heroine DUH - and when I asked him why are you a no-r0mance-movie-kind-of-guy? He said, no, you will be too absorbed in the movie and you will ignore me.
Right.
Now he is jealous that I am having a rendezvous with the movie screen! How appealing is it kissing a flat movie screen anyway (although i kissed a wall before, and the feeling was COLD haha, ok bad memories with the wall-kissing-episode, because FUJI SIR made me do it & mind you he is such an ASS).
I get what he meant.
It's the similar case for me when i disallowed him from watching street-fighting shows alike when we are together. I just can't stand gore and punching, whacking et cetera because it is just painful to watch. It will makes my heart leap out to them 10243503 times.
But going for horror movies are something that is worth giving a shot I think. I recall myself that I am a pure-breed scary cat. I can't stand anything too mortifying because my mind will have these scary shit images swarming around my brain 24/7 after watching some horror shows. So
But still, you know maybe Z can cuddle me and say hush hush everything is going to be alright and sing me a soothing song to me and kiss my forehead and........Ok, but i was just THINKING (or hoping) maybe THAT will happen IF we watch horror movies together.
We are mad over comedies and it's simply because it feels good to laugh with someone you love.
I can hear "awwwwwww"s .
We're on cloud 9 (and it is seriously ok if you stuck on cloud <8)
This post will wrap up the 2nd week of May.
p.s No Monday Blues for me tomorrow. GUARANTEE! :)
I had sucha perfect Tuesday morning. (in Singapore!) and hallelujah! The early-afternoon drizzle helped aaaaaa lot!
I was feeling uberly bored with nothing to do (except minimal work ONLINE) so I did what I usually do when I have plenty of minutes to thrash by - blog-hopping. I choose XiaXue'sblogspot because I love her blings and goodness she bought another freaking camera and i think it's just freaking mad. But what is even more MAD is that she is a "wealthy unemployed" (as quoted by her) blogspot goddess. HTW.
I think she got the camera which I wanted - a compact digital camera + SLR. I'm such a retard. I am going to get it. Uh, soon.
Anyways, then I blog-hopped to Holly Jean's blog, because unlike XiaXue, she is the mother of blogspot. She writes so sisterly (??) - you got to trust me on this because she has a Q and A section where you can ask her any questions from any part of the world (or anything about your body and sex basically anything) and she will patiently answer you. Very girl-next-door unlike XiaXue who makes you feel like you are talking to a Kardashian.
So anyhoos, as I was reading HJ's blog, I came across this very recent Q and A section where a girl asked Holly Jean How To Organize A Threesome ; and I thought she was only kidding:
Dear Holly Jean
My boyfriend and I have been together for 2 years and are happy.
He really wants a threesome and he’s been constantly asking me for it. After pondering about the idea, I think I want to give in to it for him. We decided it should be another girl.
He said that since it’s a girl, I should sort it out. He said if we had decided on another man, he would have sorted it out
But I really don’t think its something any of my girlfriends would want to do and I don’t know how to go about organising it .
I think regardless of whatever crap situation you are in, agreeing to a threesome is just as good as letting your relationship fly out the window because it is just so retarded.
Fantasies are suppose to remain as fantasies, just like how even if the boyfriend dreams for a threesome with Jessica Alba, it is just not going to happen.
This man either watches too much porn or oh boy, please tell me that he is kidding. Poor girl.
No infact...STUPID girl. STUPID to infinity and beyond! Because according to XiaXue, "weak girls" are to be hated because they crawl to their boyfriends like pet dogs and that just means that they are demeaning their own kind.
Boundaries people, BOUNDARIES!!!
Your opinion?
Ouh, I can see Bugis Street from here and guess where I am now! ;)
Yes, it's some loser place that people won't bother going especially after exams.
It's scorching hot right now and it's a good reason to by more tank tops and not to mention I'm so near shopping paradise.
P/s I find the weather's great for the beach. Any one fancy that??
It was a splendid birthday celebration for Z today and I've never seen my man this happy before. You should see the sparkle in his eyes when the waitresses surprised him with a birthday cake and a Happy Birthday song to accompany it. And champagne to celebrate my man's 21st.
Birthday hug. Checked.
Birthday kiss. Checked.
Birthday cake. Checked.
Birthday present. Checked.
Birthday lunch. Checked.
It feeeeels like an almost perfect birthday celebration for Z.
Cheers to many good health and wealth!
Birthday luncheon pictures are with Zakiah, so yes, I will pester her (nicely) to send the pictures to me, soon.
I freaking love you.
If my life were to be transposed into Gossip Girl, I wouldn't want to have the Serena-Dan relationship. With a on-off relationship like that, I'd probably go bonkers.
It'll be a Blair-Chuck relationship. Or maybe, it'll be Rufus-Lily relationship? Haha.
FYI:
Leighton Meester Leighton is currently working on her debut album due to release in Fall 2009. Leighton describes her album as being "pop and electronica, and fun." She goes on to say "it's really my style, because I wrote all the songs, and you could even say it's a really personal album. There's also acoustical elements- guitar, piano, drums..and I'm really having fun playing with all these elements at the same time".
Ok, thanks to Nits, now I'm contemplating whether should I or should I not go for private driving lessons.
And I got the feeling that Nit's instructor actually Googled for her name to read her blog. Driving instructors from driving schools are rumoured to be cuter. I cannot confirm that because everyone looks cute when they are driving a freaking car, and how can you tell when each and everyone of them wear black shades - looking so identical?
And these instructors are cheekier then your old folks private instructor. Touch your hand,ask you stupid questions like "you want to kiss me?" when you turn left to check the blind spot.
They should have a plastic glass installed between the driver and the instructor. Or something along that line.
So Nits' instructor had specifically said that he only wants 'sexy chix' as his students, so I guess Nits made the cut! Not bad ayee Nits :)
Ok, and here I am stuck with a balding instructor (no offence with the hair/head). He thinks he is my father and yes, i think it's ridiculous to say no he didn't touch my hand because he needed to make me steer towards the right lane, so he had to guide my hand. So i guess that is not on purpose.
But it makes sense right? You pay more, you get a better (looking) instructor and double the cheekiness and god knows what else.
So if i go for driving school, chances are Z is going to get very very very very...... worried.
But then I'd rather get an instructor who sings you praises , makes you feel confident of yourself and eventually you will drive well too!
AS COMPARED TO that guy who mocks you for driving so badly and comes only lessons per week + bald.
Omg i hate bald guys.
Oh oh oh.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Z!
PUT YOUR BIRTHDAY SUIT ON TOMORROW
HAHA
AND I'LL PUT ON MY (dress?)
Birthday hug tomorrow!
And birthday everything-else will be tomorrow :)
what?
Please wear black because you look like James Bond in black.
"66% of men do this atleast once a week, while for women, it's only 12%" - survey
Make a wild guess and oh no, I think I know what you are thinking. It's so typical of us. The first thing that comes to our mind is "oh duh of course it's ....."
The word that rhymes with 'bait' and starts with a giant M ; nobody talks about thatface-to-face - to friends and let alone family members.
BUT.
I think I'm being lopsided with my view here. I was talking only on the behalf of the women (or anything that comes with boobs) out there.
I know guys are by far much more open to anything. ANYTHING.
And it is not a wonder that in Singapore, 6 out of 10 men get sexually harassed (by their own kind). Sexual harassment? That's nothing new. I've seen how boys touch other boys' balls and things alike. But they have a good laugh after that. Is that considered sexual harassment?
"Sexual harassment is unwelcome harassment of a sexual nature, or based upon the receiving party's sex or gender"
Well, are schools going to include this in their Sexual Education in time to come? My secondary school Sexual Education was really sad because they taught us things like how to wear a bra, and abortion. I mean, I was 16 when I attended that talk and it's so redundant because it's like teaching a kid how to wear a shoe when she can already run.
I think they left out the rest of the explicit parts making the entire Sexual Education programme more like a Know More About Your Body Parts session. It is sooo back to basics.
I don't understand why they make us watch the abortion pictures again and again and I can't believe the girls in my class cried. I was horrified. Am I suppose to cry? Omg, am I even a woman?
I have always aspired to be a gynecologist and receive babies, though I am the least interested person in the world to make any. It was quite some time ago when I told a friend I hate babies, he sent me a picture of his few months old baby brother, and asked "does that change your mind?"
The truth, yes, it did. For 2 seconds.
I'll be more than happy to put diapers on a pet dog then babies.
I'll give these incongruent thoughts a rest for now.
Meanwhile,some words of wisdom from your beloved:
Boys, stop touching each other. We girls detest that. It's gross.
Wearing a bra is damn easy; schools should drop this module from their Sexual Education programme.
The answer for the above survey is : Walking Around Naked In The House! I LOVE GOD!
I hate people talking on their phones in the library and it is not a wonder that foreigners hate us Singaporeans for being so uncouth everywhere we go. Toilet - loves to wet the floor by shaking our hands dry and don't give the reason that Ala, no hand-dryer whaaat. Bus - Prefer to sit on the aisle side and leave the window seat empty so that can get off the bus easier mah. You mean i am suppose to squeeze pass you to get to the seat? Another one for the buses - Singaporeans love smacking the seats after someone gets off. No idea why must do this. It's insanely nonsensical.
Eating soupy noodles IN THE BUS. Clearly, some people CANNOT read at all - NO EATING AND DRINKING. Picking their nose and flicking the nose goo around. Spitting - I had a bad experience with this. Of course I wasn't the spitter. I was being spit at,unintentionally. He spat on my FOOT. OMG. I almost killed him. But the calm and collected me said , no biggie. He's just another idiot.
Well, of all these horrible social antics that Singaporeans portray day in day out, there is one which i love the most.
Chope-ing seats.
Go library to mug. Must chope seat at 10 am. Leave bag behind. If friends joining you later, must scatter every page of your foolscap from one end to the other end of the table. Must chope every inch of the table.
Singaporeans, so kiasu, so kiasi. What to do? But my friend, you have not seen Msian's kiasu-ness yet. They are so extreme in EVERYTHING you feel like Singaporean's kiasu-ness is so... mild.
However, don't get me wrong. I love Malaysians. They are amiable and easy to get along with. I think it is just the I Live Across The Causeway Syndrome.
Kiasu is the way of life. So, study hard hard. Must get all HD. Make lots of money, so can buy car and omg, that evil driving instructor of mine just messaged me to come for his rip-off driving lesson. Ok, sorry. skip the buying of car. Go get a trusted and cheap(er) instructor.
Monday is the last exam paper for Semester 2 and you want to know how it feels like? It feels Awesome.
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Dear Holly Jean 
I freaking love you.
