Royal Wedding

Duke and Duchess of Cambridge's wedding.

A great hand of applause to Alexander McQueen. *raise hat* The bride and bridesmaid's gowns are made simple...traditionnel with a touch of modern. Just puuurfect!!!

For the bridesmaid's dress, if I can bring a modification, I'll drop the sleeves. Seriously. It would make it even more glamorous. Anyway, it's comprehensive to cover the shoulder in a church, especially when the Queen is around.

The tiara. Bring attention to the tiara...it's made by Cartier in 1936 and given to her from her Majesty, the Queen. *smack* Cherry on the top.

Queen Elizabeth is gracious as always. Her hat always make a perfect match with her dress. What more can I say? You got it all your Highness!!!

Whew!!! What is that? Princesses of York, Eugine and Beatrice, came to the party with such horrible dresses and hats. Maybe you want to pull attention from people, but definitely did it the wrong way. They are fashion...DON'Ts. Want a word from me? I would say...learn from the Queen, LEARN.

See? When you have status and money, it doesn't automatically mean that you know how to spend it.

Hate Myself For Hating My Family

Normally I don't, but I'm not sure if I'm in menopause or anything...lately I have lots of ups & downs.

Here are my thoughts speaking through my emotions, which I clearly don't have the courage to say them out loud.

Hate my aunt 1: Why do you always think that you're implied in all of my projects? Why have your opinion on everything? Why give me advices eventhough I didn't ask for anything? Why want to know everything in my life? Can't I have some privacy? Why does it have to be thanks-to-you whenever things turn out good???

Hate my aunt 2: Why always asking me questions on my job and compare me with others? Do I look like if I care that your friend's children have a high paid job and extraordinary benefits? Why always ask me questions on my investments and retirement plans? Is it wrong to not have any for now? I like to live my life as it is for the moment...I'll have plenty of time to worry about those things when I get older and when I feel that I need to. Why insist that I should use my credit card instead of cash? Why forbid me from buying CDs and DVDs? Why always give me lessons on life? Do you think you live a remarkably better life than me to do so???

Hate my grandma: Why am I the only person she asks for favors? (beside asking sis to go to the bank) Is it too hard...why can't you understand that I don't like and don't want to copy DVDs? I am the kind of person who is pro copyright...it is illegal in all and every angles to violate that. Jeeez!!! Give some credits to the people who work hard to gain their life in the entertainment industry.

Hate my sister: I'm always thinking about you and caring about you, but sometimes I have this strange feeling that it's not mutual (deep down in my conscience I know that it's not true). For example, I organize a wonderful day for your birthday each year (yah it's mine too if you haven't notice it yet), why isn't it the other way arround? Why haven't you thought about doing it once for me? And this year, you have to go away with your beloved-sweet-precious boyfriend, so I have to reschedule the whole plan. If you do care, SHOW it for Goddess' sake.

Hate my father: Well, it'll be a big step if only you could be more independent and be less annoying. Start taking your stuffs in hand and stop relying on mama and me. We can't be there each time you need something. Grow up!!! There are lots of things which I'm 100% sure you can do yourself. Oh! And stop treating me like I'm 5, because I'm NOT. This may sound rude, but too bad if you missed my childhood.

Hate my mother: You're just too soft. People can easily take advantage of you. So, listen to me when I tell you the reality, but noooo, there seems to have a block out. All I want is the best for you...and let me tell you that you deserve more than what you have right now.

Hate myself: For holding on so much grudge and anger.

Egg-cellent!!!

4 days long-weekend can do me some good...have some fun and put my brain to rest.

Day 1
The silly Easter wabbit passed by our house for the first time in years (Hop did finally get his contract signed with China) and left some sparkling eggs in our yard. *joyful* Sister and I went crazy egg hunting. Oh! And guess what. There are Smarties in those eggs for smart people like us. Hahaha!!!

Day 2
Randomly met an old high school friend at Starbucks and had a great time talking to her after all those years. We should definitely organize a gathering to gossip catch-up with each other.
Later on, I won a bet and got a free diner at Cafeteria on St-Laurent street. (the lesson here, never ever take a bet with me on movie knowledge) The calamar and salmon salade was fantabulously delicious. Mmmmm!!! I can still have that taste running in my mouth.

Day 3
Since everything's closed, because people have to celebrate Easter Day with their family...I went to Sharx with sis and a friend to play bowling. Wow! Have to say that I'm actually impressed by my own skill. Not sure if it's beginner's luck or anything, but 3x strike? It's gotta be a sign. I finished with a score of 84. Not bad, huh? The only complaint I have is for chipping my nail accidentally.

Day 4
Bromont's Carrefour Champetre is boring...a little square with nothing special. But, I saw a super keuwl bike *strongly determined to get it* which I'll intensely save-up to be able to buy it.
Another thing, I couldn't and still can't understand why people have to spend money even if they DON'T HAVE ANY on them. They'd borrow money from you, which you have no~ idea when they're going to pay you back. Oh! And that's not all, they'll insist that you pay with your credit card (even if you try to explain how you already busted your credit limit and still have one week to go through), because it is important to earn points and build up your credit file. Blah!blah!blah! Well, I tell you one thing: I don't effing care about those stupid points...I have my own way of managing my account balance. So, why don't you just take the money and shut the f*** up???
*Deep breath: inhale - exhale* At least, I can finish my weekend beautifully with a movie of Milla Jovovich. *smile of recomfort* Outstanding!!!

First Week First

Just completed my first week at my new job at the Blue Cross (Alright! Maybe not yet, but certainly in an hour), as you all may already know. It is so far so good. There are just a great deal of information for me to digest. *great headache* I do wonder when will I be able to speak the insurance language fluently...advanced level preferably (meaning that I won't have to constantly refer to my manuals, be uncertain of my answers, and disturb everyone around me with my questions)? Moreover, there are 9 systems (2 of them are in DOS) I have to become familiar with. *literally have smokes coming out of my head*

Luckily, the whole training process' done in a highly organized way/well structured. We follow a schedule, have hand outs, have documents to make references, have access to a computer to practice, etc. People are nice (especially the one sitting next to me, she's increeedibly smart...has lots of knowledge in the medical domain). The mentor/coach/trainor is sort of cute. *drool* and one of the supervisors looks like Sharon Stone. (definitely have my fun treating my eyes with sugar...fortunately my eyes can't suffer from diabetes)

Once again, I suppose that time will serve its duty and make me more comfortable in what I have to manage.

For the moment, I guess I can label/appoint myself as a junior insurance specialist...can't wait till the day I can upgrade myself as THE professional.

Delighted!!!!

I'm here to vindicate my honor, because some people accused me for letting my blog die without notice. *sigh* So...I apologize for not having the time to write much about my personal life so you could spy and gossip about it. Hope this will satisfy your curiosity.

- Went to an interview and immediately got accepted at the Blue Cross. (starting my new job tomorrow morning, Monday) *exhale* Seriously! I don't know how I did it. I mean, the interview part went pretty well, but wasn't confident for the french and english written test.

- Gave my resignation at the Real Estate Board and got my boss frustrated (he called me an "irresponsible") for not giving him 2 weeks notice. Well, not that I didn't want to...I simply don't have the time. I don't get to decide when to start my training.

- At the end, he asked me to help out for 2 more Wednesday nights, which I accepted, because it could serve as my 2 weeks notice...don't have to feel guilty anymore. Plus, now he has to pay me for Easter vacations as well. Ha Haaaaa~

- Before my leaving, I bought some Easter Bunny chocolates for the nice family (1 bunny for each family member), which I'll definitely miss a lot. So sad...can't buy chocolates and candies for them anymore.

- Extremely happy to know that I'll be claiming my 3 weeks vacation pay + 6% + sick days, upon leaving my soon-to-be-ex job. I can feel a big cheque flowing towards me.

I'M FINALLY OUT OF  THE BLACK WHOOOLE!!! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!

- Need to buy a new bike and roller blades.

- Went to the hair salon for a straight-perm session, which cost me 200$ and 5 hours of my day. But, totally worth it. I plan on doing this treatment once a year (considering that it's not good for my hair and wallet to do it too often)...it's my way to show love to my hair.

- Scre4m is way better than what I expected it to be. I am pleased to have contributed to its first weekend box office chart. The storyline, all characters (the cast), special features, the interesting introduction, and double twist at the end are just...leaving me speechless. I would definitely want to watch a second time if anyone's interested in seeing it on the big screen.

- AMC marathon: Jane Eyre (wouldn't have wasted my time on that movie if I wasn't forced to), Battle L.A. (breathtakingly good), Sucker Punch (weird, but fun to watch...loved Sweet Pea), and The King's Speech (what can I say...it's Oscar winning).

Miles In These Shoes

Those shoes are super original and great to look at...even if they don't look comfortable at all. But, my dream pair of high heels' still a pair of Christian Louboutin. This is not arguable.

Just an example...could be another model. ~_^