Switching to 3G and Sony Ericsson

I just placed an order for Sony Ericsson’s K618i.

Black or White? Well, make a guess.

My previous Nokia 7370 is too pretty but useless. I admit, I made a mistake. Pretty things are made to look good but are limited in capabilities. That bimbotic phone is just like a dumb blonde with a near non-existent built-in memory and no memory card slot!!!
Good grief gracious. =(

Stupid blonde

The K618i is a very lightweight 3G phone weighing just 89 grams with a 2 megapixel camera, expandable memory (using Memory Stick Micro cards) with a 256Mb card included (I tell you, this one won me over). It also has Bluetooth and of course an MP3 player.

The K618i's display is only a 176x220 pixel unit, but this is an acceptable trade-off for the handset's light weight and it will be good enough for me.

I know! I was thinking of K800i with Cybershot functions but it costs a hefty $208 with a 2 year plan. K810i? 568 bucks alright? Too steep. Moreover, I am not too thrilled with handling a joystick. Stupid things that ought to be phased out…

This K618i set me back at only $57 bucks inclusive of a 3G SIM card.
Overall, the K618i shows typically stylish Sony Ericsson design - it's a smart looking device that is pretty unmistakable in its origins yet good for professional business usage. No frills and hardworking gadgets with a good price. That’s precisely what I need.

Post Script: Aileen got this Sony Ericsson Z610i a week ago. It’s also cheap and good.

But no clamshells for me for now. I already have this:
Yes, no kidding. It's such a sweet gift to keep forever! Hey, not cheap man. $350 SGD ok?

Something Stupid ='(

I am the world's most impossible KLUTZ!

I was trying to organize my phone contacts when I accidentally deleted EVERYONE's number from my SIM card!!!

My phone's memory for contacts is non-existent. It's all stored on my SIM card.

Now, I have ZERO numbers on my SIM card. That's social suicide the technological way.

Congratulations Ivy Yeo. Well Done!

I am off to eat some worms.

In the meantime, friends and online pals who read this entry, please email me your numbers at: ivyvictoriayeo@gmail.com I really want and NEED your numbers. And anyone who can suggest methods of information retrieval, please contact me via email or 'comments' on this blog. In the meantime, I am at a loss.

Perfect Summer Coming Right Up!

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!

A perfect end to the week, a perfect start, a perfect, perfect, fabulous, FANTANBULOUS summer (in Singapore) awaits me!!! Heck with the alliteration.

The rising temperature is sweltering. But right now, I am on Cloud Nine.

Why? Because I foresee great beginnings.

A new car by June, a blissful life by September, a apartment in the East Coast of SG by December (crossing my fingers on this one). Relocation to Happy World@ Suzhou next year? A jet setting lifestyle.

Oh course, I would have to produce results to keep all these. I would have to be a good high octane smart gal to maintain these. But good things are worth fighting for. I never said it is going to easy.

Gives me renewed vigour about my personal company by age 30. God give me strength.

Cheers to God's grace, my tenacity, my love and my family. Thank you.

And for once agreeing with ACJC's motto (I am a Rafflesian--poof!), "THE BEST IS YET TO BE."

Greenhorns or just shrek babies wannabes?

Might catch this movie. Love animations.

Before that, decided to play around with my furry friends and they had a field day impersonating Shrek babies. =P

Do you think they have a chance to be in the cast of Shrek 4, should there be one?

Come to think of it, I have not watched Spiderman 3 in the theatres. WAILS.

Singapore Arts Festival 2007—Not to be missed!

Blog Announcement:
Lots of free performances and other good productions to catch during this period.

And as an advertisement for my dear dear sister, she’s helping out in the Festival’s outreach as an assistant.

And yes, she will be the host for their Opening and Closing Outdoor Performances!!!
Woohoo! So proud of her.

We sound so alike that listening to her voice boom over the Padang is freaky yet gratifying. =P We are more entertaining hosts than the duo May and Choy. The female equivalent of 小猪 and 小鬼, if you know who I am talking about.

This year's festival opening is by La Fura dels Baus a Spanish arts group. They will magically suspended in space is an amazing aerial net of human bodies moving in synchronicity.
Absolutely FREE and open to members of the public. Great stuff!

Venue: Padang (Raffles City area)
Performance schedule: 25-27 May
Time: Starts at 8pm daily

She will be there for 3 nights. And I will be going down one weekend evening to support. Hate the parking though. Anyone has any idea where’s a good and perhaps free parking venue?
I don’t like taking public transport. And taxi cabs fares are depleting my bank account. Shucks.

A Truck Load of Goodies This Way Comes!

Beauty Updates!

I know I have missed several weeks of beauty reviews. Since no one’s complaining, it looks like its absence has not been fondly missed. Haha. But yes, my love for skincare and sorts is still burning fiercely in my veins, so here’s a quick update that will thrill some girls in Singapore.

SEPHORA, the leading retail beauty chain with over 91 stores in the U.S. and 400 in Europe has arrived in DFS Galleria Scottswalk, Level 2!

It carries with it an amazing assortment of cosmetics, professional make-up accessories, and bath & body products that will tantalize the sophisticated taste of SG’s womenfolk.
Be afraid, be very afraid Sasa!

Benefit finally makes its counter launch in Singapore after months of anticipation. Its first counter will be located in Tangs Beauty Hall, Level 1.

Looks like after rounds of market survey, it appears that it’s still a good idea to enter Singapore’s beauty market despite its apparent saturated status. Let’s just say then that a girl can never have enough creams and glosses. Oohlala!
P/S: Realized that writing is my panacea for unhappiness. I feel much happier after penning this short entry. >_<

Hair-py Endings

Most of us go, “What the Hell Was She Thinking” when Britney Spears did a G.I. Jane and shaved her head. Bald, yes, BALD. Goodness gracious me!
She must have lost her marbles, along with her sense of style. Not that she had much sense to begin with.

Truth is, cutting one’s hair can be a very liberating experience.
Of course, going skinhead is a tad too extreme. But snipping off our locks can be a therapeutic treatment for weary souls.

I cut my long hair recently. A proper cut is overdue for my tresses and I decided to do it anyhow at the neighbourhood salon. No appointments, no advance selection of style.
My request was simple: Cut it off. Make it shoulder length. Layer it.

No dye job. It was “Black to Basics” for me. Black is my hair, so black it shall be. I am going au naturel. Back to my roots—literally.
As I sat in the chair listening to the snipping of the scissors, watching my locks fall to the floor, I felt wonderfully relieved.
For some reason unbeknownst to me, my happiness quotient increased with every inch taken away. Silently, I was willing the hairdresser’s fingers to chop off more inches. Strangely, an inner madness consumed me and I almost wanted to tell him to go “all the way” to give me a short bob. Fortunately, I did not articulate my thoughts.

I emerged from the salon 30 minutes later feeling lightheaded and walked home with a spring in my step. Off with my heavy mane. The wind played with the layers as I skipped along and I toyed with the idea of going shorter on my next visit.

Shorter, more carefree! Guess the previous style was way too long for me! =P

Monday, May 14, 2007

Mothers’ Day, a Splitting Headache and an Aspiring Paparazzo!

In the end, we took Mom shopping for clothes. And she spent the entire afternoon looking for something she likes! It’s true. When you are intentionally looking for something, you will never find it.
Which is why I don’t shop with the intention of buying a specific item. I buy as and when they pop up in front of me. And I think this is bad too. Purchases tend to be endless like this. -_-

Mom was trying a couple of tops in this boutique and my legs are killing me. I walked into a changing room myself and plonked myself down unto the chair provided in every room. While we waited for her, I asked Aileen whether she knows how to snap self portraits of oneself in the mirror. Many people have been doing that to showcase their outfits. But I just don’t seem to be able to do it well. Ah, I need some pointers from my camera savvy sista. And so, to while time away, she taught me a trick or two. Honestly, I have no talent for photography. Practice makes perfect, but I am too lazy to try.

I had a splitting headache later in the afternoon and needed my coffee fix. We had some peanut butter toast too.

Thick yummy toast!

Aileen started playing with my camera and snapped lots of candid shots. She said this is the essence of paparazzi shots. To capture celebrities at their most unglam moments for the tabloids.
And snapped away she did.

Celebs hold their Starbucks coffee cup with much style. As for myself, it's a $1.20 traditional kopi.

In the face of food, just chomp away. Image? What image??!!

My coffee fix came too late. By dinnertime, I was like a bear with a sore head. I ran out of Panadol Extra and was getting a bit delirious. The opportunistic Aileen started taking more ‘ugly celeb’ pictures of me in action.
Mind you, I was in pain. And sick. Not posing deliberately for some lame shots.
Decided not to waste her effort. So, here is another 1 more unsavory picture. Work of the aspiring paparazzo in my family.

The idiotism of paparazzi. Capitalise on the pain of others!

Saturday, May 12, 2007

A Lil Sadness and a Panic Attack!

One of my favourite blogs has been taken over by another writer. YIKES! I mean, all his entries went missing and a female blogger took over his site writing trash about camping and more crap. (-_-) I feel a twinge of pity for the blog's demise. That guy writes amazingly. Dry humor and acerbic wit are literary qualities I take to very well.

Tomorrow's Mothers' Day and I have absolutely no inkling of what to get mummy dearest (no no, I don't call that to her face in case she goes into a series of uncontrollable convulsions).
Massive panic attack. This time, it's extremely difficult. After 20 0dd years of gift giving, I have finally exhausted my list of great stuff to buy for Mom.

Just a thought. Why's Osim marketing uPapa for Mamas??? Or does every Mama need the comforting support of a Papa. I am in such a rubbishy mode now.

Guess Aileen and I will have to pick something up later in town. She's going for a hair spa and while she's at it, I will get my scalp analysis done. Paranoid, but I would like to know if I am follicly challenged in advance. Seriously, the salon at Goodwood Park Hotel is too chichi for my liking. But at least their service is impeccable and there're no pushy sales driven staff around to badger customers to add more treatments.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

On to Something Bigger

Sorry for the lack of posts these few weeks.
Blogging on this blog has given me much pleasure mainly because I love writing.
But Man does not live on love alone.
To be honest, I derive joy in writing for people to read. This blog is made public for this reason.
But it’s neither niche nor mainstream enough.
Nor has it ever been that personal.

The satisfaction derived from this blog has then diminished considerably.

I will still be posting on this site. Just less regularly.

Cos, I am going to write about something that is equally enjoyable but for a target audience. At the same time, I want to connect with others with a similar interest and learn from them.

The world has enough airy fairy bloggers to feed the addiction of the lowbrow masses.

Postscript: Dear Mr. VT (initials for the sake of your privacy), read your email. Congratulations. Here’s wishing you all the best in your future endeavors. I am sure you will find joy and meaning in your days to come. It was brave, commendable and above all, a wise decision. One day, you will earn your own Porsche and I will too. Cheers to big dreams and life!

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Nonchalant Coolness and the Easily Excitable

Grabbed the entry below from Wind in My Head’s Blog Post. She took it elsewhere so, to the original writer, thank you and hope you don’t mind.
We see eye to eye.

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DAILY THOUGHTS FROM A DOG

From a Dog's Diary:
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

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Excerpts from a Cat's Diary:

Day 683 of my captivity:
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates of what I am capable. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. The audacity!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He obviously has a screw loose.
The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe ... for now.

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I prefer cats to dogs. They need less maintenance and attention and doesn’t bark the beejesus out of people and drive me insane.
Unfortunately, you can always be sure that your dog is hanging around waiting for you to get home.
As for your feline pet, I can safely bet that you have to go in search of them in some nook or cranny after a hard’s day of work.

Who knows? One day, I might actually get a dog because it’s really does make a more comforting companion. I have my needy days after all. Oh, bother!

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Spiders and Burgers

Watched Spiderman 3 finally! Phew! I was almost afraid I was too late to catch it in the theatres. Overall I like it. It’s great. Effects and plot’s fine. But as usual, I could sit through the movie without fidgeting and it was a sign that it’s a movie that does not require much processing power.

Tobey Maguire’s a fat spidey! That man’s gone to seed seriously and I just can’t imagine why he didn’t make any effort to go the gym since he’s getting good money and tremendous media coverage for this series. I thought actors have to suffer for their craft and make it seem like they deserve all the millions they rake in from each big budget assignment?
Somehow his big protruding eyes remind me of:
Ok, I am a little meanie. No offense. It’s just the first association my brain made.

I always found Kristen Dunst a little “blah” in the looks department but there’s nothing to complain about her acting skills. =)
I am just a little disturbed about the last scene where Peter Parker entered the pub she was singing at and when he reached out for her hand, I didn’t go “Aw…how romantic”.
Instead I went, “Eeeewwww, someone throw Kristen a razor please?” We would have thought that for a multi-million dollar film, they would have the capacity to send the lead actress to a waxing parlor? ARGH!
Don’t tsk me. The industry creates and presents flawless characters who are larger than life. Details DO matter.

The supporting roles are eye candy which makes up for the lack thereof in the leading roles.
Bryce Dallas Howard as Gwen Stacy

And James Franco as Harry Osborn

Ok, enough but Spiderman. I love MOS burger’s rice burgers! Ate an Ebi Rice Burger and I almost thought they caught the prawns straight from the freshwater pond and made them into patties before serving it to me. So yummy and relatively healthier than Mac’s Chicken Fan-tastic Burger.
At MOS Burger, testing out my latest camera phone (cheap deal). For a 2 megapixels phone, I am not complaining. I pay for what I get afterall. =P

Fat Spiders and Delicious Burgers

Watched Spiderman 3 finally! Phew! I was almost afraid I was too late to catch it in the theatres. Overall I like it. It’s great. Effects and plot’s fine. But as usual, I could sit through the movie without fidgeting and it was a sign that it’s a movie that does not require much processing power.

Tobey Maguire’s a fat spidey! That man’s gone to seed seriously and I just can’t imagine why he didn’t make any effort to go the gym since he’s getting good money and tremendous media coverage for this series. I thought actors have to suffer for their craft and make it seem like they deserve all the millions they rake in from each big budget assignment?
Somehow his big protruding eyes remind me of:
Ok, I am a little meanie. No offense. It’s just the first association my brain made.

I always found Kristen Dunst a little “blah” in the looks department but there’s nothing to complain about her acting skills. =)
I am just a little disturbed about the last scene where Peter Parker entered the pub she was singing at and when he reached out for her hand, I didn’t go “Aw…how romantic”.
Instead I went, “Eeeewwww, someone throw Kristen a razor please?” We would have thought that for a multi-million dollar film, they would have the capacity to send the lead actress to a waxing parlor? ARGH!
Don’t tsk me. The industry creates and presents flawless characters who are larger than life. Details DO matter.

The supporting roles are eye candy which makes up for the lack thereof in the leading roles.
Bryce Dallas Howard as Gwen Stacy

And James Franco as Harry Osborn

Ok, enough but Spiderman. I love MOS burger’s rice burgers! Ate an Ebi Rice Burger and I almost thought they caught the prawns straight from the freshwater pond and made them into patties before serving it to me. So yummy and relatively healthier than Mac’s Chicken Fan-tastic Burger. At MOS Burger, testing out my latest camera phone (cheap deal). For a 2 megapixels phone, I am not complaining. I pay for what I get afterall. =P

Fat Spiders and Delicious Burgers

Watched Spiderman 3 finally! Phew! I was almost afraid I was too late to catch it in the theatres. Overall I like it. It’s great. Effects and plot’s fine. But as usual, I could sit through the movie without fidgeting and it was a sign that it’s a movie that does not require much processing power.
Tobey Maguire’s a fat spidey!

That man’s gone to seed seriously and I just can’t imagine why he didn’t make any effort to go the gym since he’s getting good money and tremendous media coverage for this series. I thought actors have to suffer for their craft and make it seem like they deserve all the millions they rake in from each big budget assignment?

Somehow his big protruding eyes remind me of:

Ok, I am a little meanie. No offense. It’s just the first association my brain made.

I always found Kristen Dunst a little “blah” in the looks department but there’s nothing to complain about her acting skills. =)
I am just a little disturbed about the last scene where Peter Parker entered the pub she was singing at and when he reached out for her hand, I didn’t go “Aw…how romantic”.
Instead I went, “Eeeewwww, someone throw Kristen a razor, please?” We would have thought that for a multi-million dollar film, they would have the capacity to send the lead actress to a waxing parlor? ARGH!
Don’t tsk me. The industry creates and presents flawless characters who are larger than life. Details DO matter.

The supporting roles are eye candy which makes up for the lack thereof in the leading roles.

Bryce Dallas Howard as Gwen Stacy

And James Franco as Harry Osborn
Ok, enough but Spiderman. I love MOS burger’s rice burgers! Ate an Ebi Rice Burger and I almost thought they caught the prawns straight from the freshwater pond and made them into patties before serving it to me. So yummy and relatively healthier than Mac’s Chicken Fan-tastic Burger.
At MOS Burger, testing out my latest camera phone (cheap deal). For a 2 megapixels phone, I am not complaining. I pay for what I get after all. =P


Clockwise from top left: Cute, cuter, funny face E.T. candidate, Ok, normal n sane shot! =)

Sister Shot (Aileen hates my distracting fringe and I have to hold it in place for this photo)

KungFu Fighting Michelle Yeoh (nah, Ivy Yeo is it). Hey, I can throw a few good punches if I intend to hurt. Don't ANGER me! ;-)