-
-
Hey. Welcome back.
The feet, because wrinkly skin frightens me.
Happy New Year back to you.
(This question was flagged by Formspring as inappropriate btw. Not sure if it's because "chicken" was mentioned or cause it could detect your creepiness even from behind your screen) -
Not particularly. I try not to walk under ladders though, only because logically, it's dangerous to do so.
-
"I need to meet whoever heads it to discuss how the heck women can get pee droplets on the inner rims of toilet seats."
-
I don't own a iPhone 4S so I haven't tried Siri out.
I'll probably ask the female Siri if she thinks I'm skinny. Then ask male Siri the same question.
I'll be able to gauge who's a better liar then. -
-
I can't remember because it was so long ago. Probably when I was between the ages of 6-10, with my siblings.
We had more wrestling matches than pillow fights though. -
-
I have no idea what my fashion sense will evolve to be like when I'm 100.
Looking at the progress I'm making now when I'm 22 though, which is tbh, not much, probably a maxi dress thing-a-ling.
I would like to be nude though. Clothes are pretty, but troublesome. -
Beef!
Because it gives my jaws a good workout. Nah, i'm just kidding. Because a good steak can be orgasmic. -
That he/she dies lonely.
-
A front yard preferably, but only because it's easier to access a vehicle parked there. (Walk out of front door, get into car, drive off).
Besides that point, I don't see a significant difference between the purpose of front or back yards. Both can be used for growing stuff, keeping koi ponds, tiring out the dog, timeout locations for bad children. -
Snort curry powder. I have enough eye infections in a month as it is, don't need any more issues with my peepers.
-
Cheer about Singapore being not disgustingly hot and humid for once, then freeze to death.
-
Groove Dance Studio at Suntec! They have a branch at Raffles City too.
It's not really chair dancing per se, rather, I'm learning this dance called PussyCatDoll Dance which models moves after the PCDs in their MTVs.
I'm at Level 2 already, and the song we're learning is Buttons, which has a chair dancing segment, hence. I hope this helps! -
Long story but we met through Twitter!
Basically, back when i was in Ngee Ann Poly, the whole Singapore Idol rage was still on. There was this contestant called Norman Then. While I never noticed him when he was in the competition (save to note his name), it turned out he was studying in NP too.
He made this very obvious by riding his bike into the underpass (this place where all the MCM-ers mug) every other day, taking extra care to make sure he glances around as he does so, because SOMEONE glancing back at him must be a sign of his popularity (and not cause he rides his bike into the underpass, zz). So obviously I noticed this nutcase.
So when on Twitter, when this Manslave dude (his twitter handle was @nastylinger but he had his real name up at that time) started following me, and their first names were both “Norman”, I’d thought he was Norman Then.
I followed him back, with all the intention of disturbing the dude, and I started my first “conversation” with him by asking him if he was “the Norman Then from Singapore Idol”. Manslave replied with a “I don’t even watch Singapore Idol” and there it was, signed, sealed and delivered.
:D -
Used to be the latter but now it's leaning slightly towards the former. Am still very wary about gaining weight though!
-
Birds are fine, especially crows. Crows are scary.
Dogs, cats, rabbits ... GIMME THEM! Or give them to kids whose parents refuse to allow them to keep pets. That ought to solve the population problem. -
-
The iWant.
But jokes aside, remember when it was first launched everyone made fun of its name, and now it's just rolling off everyone's tongue and nobody ever notices how silly the name is anymore?
That's the power of good marketing. And strong branding. (Apple's still damn cool in my books) -
I think of Nicole Richie in her tribal, hippy maxi dresses and headbands somehow.
-
Eileen ’s Bio
It's not the steak we sell. It's the sizzle.
