Breaking Free

I heard the scuttle it made as it scurried past me. I tried to bend my knees more, conscious of my naked body sitting bare against the cold hard steel. Images of roaches crawling into the victims’ warm orifices and then eating their way out flashes through my mind.

I shifted myself repeatedly, in a bid to chase it away. The roach finally gave me a break as it ran out from my cage, disappearing into a crack within the wall.

My chains dragged on the steel bars of the small containment I am trapped in. Tired, I rested my weary wrists on my tummy. The metal handcuffs bore the weight of the heavy chains, clanging, metal against metal with every move I make.

Then, I heard him. I could smell him. Creak…. And the door opens. The stench of stale cigarettes and cheap whiskey permeated the hot evening air, mingling with the foul muskiness of the room I was kidnapped in.

He could barely walk straight. Is there a chance to escape?? 


It’s hard to believe that merely a few hours ago, I was just another overly troubled teenager with zit problems and stupid puppy love. Between drugstore mascara and sharing clothes, I had been persuaded by my best friend, Chloe, to join the biggest Summer party down by the coast where they had “Endless alcohol in Solo cups and free drugs”.

A wrong turn somewhere and the next thing I know, here I am, in an abandoned and dingy shed and where my cries are drowned out by relentless traffic. If that’s any consolation, at least I am sure I am still in the city, and not whisked off to a jungle – I have Hastenburaphobia. A fear of grass.

Given how uptight Chloe is, I live through every second knowing that somewhere out there, She has probably alerted my family and there’s a search party out there looking for me. That’s the light at the end of this grim, gruesome tunnel.

The light bulb above us dangled precariously as he almost tripped over the wire.

He slammed his almost finished Whiskey bottle onto the table, shocking me out of my thoughts. I could see the beard stubs on his chin going up as he twisted his lips into a knowing grin. I know what that meant.

My nipples started to get erect as I stiffened and my heart blasted rapidly against my chest. It’s really a fucking strange thing as to why would my body even react this way to non consensual rape. I could feel my vagina with its silky liquid lubricating its insides and my nether lips.

He fumbled for the keys, ambling around haphazardly. The huge padlock dropped onto the dusty floor with a loud thud. The cage was open. With one full sweeping notion, he scooped me out of the metal box and pushed me onto the floor. My hands were fighting hard against the cuffs. I could see the rust around them. I was doing my best to wriggle my way out.

I was in the compromised position, as how he wanted it. My legs were spread open, so wide I could feel my vagina blush. He could not stop clicking his tongue, making sounds of excitement and lust upon the view in front of him. His belt then came undone as he got out of his pants and onto his knees. He was ready to fuck me.

He bent forward, wanting to feed on my breasts. His coarse palms felt as though they were scraping against my skin. I could see noticeable amount of dirt on them – Is that sand? Are we close to the beach? 

Wriggle. Wriggle. I frantically fought the cuffs.

His stubby chin raked up a tender sore as he moved gingerly across my chest, lapping up the softness of my twin peaks like a cat. His tongue lashed around hungrily as he let out groans of frenzied pleasure. He grabbed onto my breasts so hard, and jiggled them to relish at my whimpered cries.

I wanted to resist him so bad, but it felt so good. My nipples were begging to be sucked on. Harder and harder, I wriggled my wrists against the cuffs. That was my brain’s only attempt at fighting this tantamount high building inside me. My body was no longer governed by my mind. Juices were seeping out from between my legs. My pussy was begging to be fucked.

With one hand and fondling my breasts, he plunged his fingers deep within my awaiting crevice. I moaned uncontrollably in a state of ecstasy that I could not deny. He was working hard against my g-spot and I could feel my vagina spewing liquid like waves that would make surfers proud.

Wriggle.. wriggle. I was subconsciously tugging at the cuffs whilst my body worked its way with his fingers to a towering orgasm. “AHHHHH!” I shrieked, my voice penetrating the otherwise stale environment. The climax peaked as I began to squirt. My legs started to tremble as my tiny frame was at the brink of collapse, as though unable to house an ejaculation that big.

Juices were everywhere as I squirted all over his shirt. He then took his Abercombie & Fitch T shirt off. “You fukin nasty whore”. He grinned.

Wait. A & F T shirt? Why is that so familiar? My brain tried its best to whiz to life, fighting the fervor that was still gushing through my body.

I could see his cock, standing so hard with the veins snaking all over it. I felt my legs spreading wider. I wanted him to fuck me so badly.

Is this some sort of a twisted Stockholm syndrome? Or am I really just a fucking slut as he coined I was?

With that, he rammed hard into me. It was almost like a kick start on an AED. My moans bounced off the walls before they were gradually drowned out by the ambient noises. It felt so good it was as though I could not breathe. He grabbed at my breasts as he rocked me harder and harder.

His face always seemed fuzzy before. As though from a dream. I furrowed my brows, amid my cries, trying to focus on his face. Trying to connect the dots.

Wriggle.. Wriggle Wriggle.  I tugged harder at the cuffs. I am so close to breaking free!

He pounded me harder, as though too caught up in the lewd delight that he was oblivious to my escape plan. My body jerked so hard, my breasts were flinging wildly in the air, nipples tender and needing to be abused.

“I am going to come soon, baby”. He groaned. His orgasm was close.

Wait. BABY???????? 

No time to think. This was my chance to escape. I just had to fight the pleasure that has latched itself onto me like a parasite. I willed my brain to think.

My hands started to be compliant as I gave the tug all I got against the rusty cuffs.

“CRACK”. The cuffs! They fell off!!! 

I stared at my hands. They were free. My brain was hauling into overdrive.

I was free???? Everything in my vision started to change.

“Aiden???” My eyes finally focused, as I zoomed in on my perpetrator’s face. He was still going at it, fucking me and grinning.

“Fuck yeah baby are you out of your high? Should have cut down on that fucking pill Lesly was dishing out.” Aiden was working up a sweat, and showed no signs of slowing down as I was still trying to put everything together.

I could feel his cock wedging itself snugly against my walls. With my free hands, I pinched at my nipples, scooping my breasts up with my palms. The lust builds up all over again, but this time, the run-down environment has melted away.


We were in a makeshift tent set up at the beach party. The cuffs were merely imaginary – It was a mechanism devised by my brain, a battle between the drug’s manipulation and my conscious.

I am the victor.

The effects is now no longer something I fight to subjugate. I could feel my brain giving me a little high five. It can now rest and flow with the euphoria it was trying so hard to control.

I threw my head back and pulled Aiden in close, now fully reveling in the high. “Come for me babe.” I whispered to him, shifting my body to fully envelope his shaft. Aiden grinned again, hands on my hips and shook me up in a hot, violent embrace. I could feel myself ready to squirt again.

The mind… is a powerful thing. 


inspired by Chambers. (Netflix)


Rejuran 2nd visit + Nose threadlift.

Hello there lovelies, it’s been awhile.

Was so preoccupied with setting up my exclusive telegram group and making sure everything is on track. Things are getting along fine now so here I am again on my writings. Please do drop me an email if you are keen on joining the paid telegroup.




I have just done my second treatment of REJURAN, as some of you beauty lovers may know- been wanting to try that out since last year and I only managed to do the 2nd treatment late last month.

NOTE: SLIGHTLY DISTURBING PICS/GIFS if you have phobia of needles.


Just to jog the memory for those of you who are interested in getting this treatment, that you are required to do it in this sequence:

You need 3-4 treatments per month for the first 4 months. After which, you will only need 1 maintenance visit between the next 6-9 months and thereafter.

I do actually personally recommend this for the matured ladies. I think that’s when you can feel the maximum effectiveness of this treatment.

I also did a nose threadlift together with my rejuran, because why not right? I done it under Ryan as well (from the same clinic I am featuring here) before and I really love the results because its so natural and beautiful. I received comments from followers that I shouldn’t be doing the threadlift because my nose is already nice and sharp but I personally felt that the threadlift helped me make it look just alittle slimmer and perkier, and the best is that

Your nose structure permanently adheres to this shape as time goes by.

Meaning even if you don’t go for the annual touch-ups anymore, it will always maintain the shape. Which is awesome! And I love that it isn’t a permanent nose job. The kind where you need to worry if someone punches you in the face.

So let’s begin our journey –


PARDON MY UGLY PHOTOS LMAO. So, I am in the holding room where the nurse will apply the numbing gel onto my face.







You then go into the waiting room to lounge and wait for the gel to take effect. The staff here are so friendly it always makes me feel like I am at home.

I literally just slept there. On the couch HAHAHA.



The wait is about 30-40mins depending on your absorption and HOW MUCH OF A PUSSY ARE YOU.







Since the nose threadlift is going to require more numbness, Ryan applied the anesthetic syringes onto my nose first. I’m telling you this pain is so unreal.








Once the injections are set, the Rejuran injections commences.






As mentioned in my first rejuran post, they have that handy dildo/vibrator thing to distract you while the doc pierces your fucking face multiple times. It’s really quite effective lol. However you will still feel the sting. After awhile, you just get used to the pain.

USED TO, not NUMB. you will still feel it and cringe internally every single time.

This entire process probably takes less than 5 minutes. And ta dah!!! You will soon have fish DNA coursing through ur face, trying to make you turn from a 5/10 to a 10/10 babe. HAHAHAHA.



The rejuran healer at this clinic is on promotion now, you can get it at 388$ excl.gst for the first time trial. Go book an appointment now or call if you are interested to know more.


NOTE, this is not an advertisement for the clinic!

I just really like what service I have been getting, and 388$ is way below the market price for such a 5 star clinic that I decided to blog about it. 



My favorite guilty indulgence of all time – Because I never liked my nose even though yes its already quite nice on its own. I just really am obsessed with the sharpness and defined outline of the Caucasians – especially Russian girls. They hella hot.


Your nose should already be numb by now. Syringe anesthesia is freaking strong and fast. Nurse will pad up your eyes so you will not be tempted to get cock-eyed from looking at your own nose. And also because it’s fucking scary.



Ryan then begins with making a hole in the center of the nose – That’s where the threads are going to be inserted into.


I am actually having goosebumps right now looking at the gif LOL FUCK. So after the threads are inserted, (U WILL NOT FEEL ANYTHING other than pressure, because of the numbness)

Thank the great heavens. And thus, the number of threads inserted also depends on how “Jialat” your nose is or if you wanna end up looking like a Plastic doll from korea then hell yeah, insert 1000 threads.

I only got a few because I do not require that many to achieve a nice look.

Lastly, Ryan will press press your nose as if its PLAY-DOH and try to shape it up to look higher and more defined.


10 mins – and you are done. It’s no wonder they call this threadlift the “Lunch-time Nose job” LOL. You can still make it in time to grab a subway before heading back to work. Science is motherfucking amazing.



Remove the pads, and you good to go GIRL.

You will definitely bruise, but the bruising is up to individuals. Ryan is really amazing and I don’t have much of a bruise on my 2nd and 3rd threadlift. (This is my 3rd).





Pro tip: Do a mask over a few consecutive days while your pores are raw and open from the multiple injections. This way, all the guuuud stuff goes in easily.

I used SK II clear lotion and the overpriced SK II Mask on the first night, and DR MORITA on the subsequent nights.


Day 2:


Can you see that my face is actually glowing? It’s not oil. It’s matt and bouncy.

Day 5:



Notice the wound on the nose tip has healed and waiting to scab and fall off. My skin is still glowing. But I think its the effect of the SK II Mask as well.


Day 9:





The wounds are all healed and look at the fucking quality of my skin after my first wash in the morning.

Please note all these healing photos are taken on my iPhone without filters. 


2 weeks:


Other than my eye bags, My skin is really immaculate. I have several pits on my cheeks due to a bad acne outbreak during my younger years. But I could see visible change on the overall texture of my face. The glow is still there, and I think its the slow build up of the rejuran’s effect.


3 weeks:


Sorry, my eye bags are crazy because I have been lacking sleep due to work. HAHAHA. But yes. I am extremely happy about the results of the Rejuran.

I recommend this for people who have dull and yellow skin like me with ageing problems. I am an old auntie liao… hehe.

With filter. IM TELLING YA, SNOW APP is absolut-fucking-amazing. And can you see my god damn nose bridge. HAHAHA.



Save your money girls, THIS IS DEFINITELY WORTH IT. Feel free to email me if you have additional questions regarding either of the treatments.

TCS Aesthetics Central Clinic,
8 Eu Tong Sen Street, The Central Office One, #11-90
Singapore 059818

Phone: (+65) 6221 8221

The friendly staff 😀
So shy to take a pic but i kinda forced them LMAO.



Will update another post this week, a short erotic prose for my cheeky followers.

My honest Japan trip review



people talk about Japan and their vacations there, it’s always the same old cliche thing – “Oh, Japan is SO beautiful! The people are so polite and everything is so tasty!”

and they start showing you their Sakura blossoms photos on facebook. ^CUE Look at mine its so picturesque and I look like I am having fun.


I am not the Majority of these people.

And I am writing this post for whoever may join me as the minority and have not been to Japan yet. If you are someone who is getting old and tired, who jaywalks, hated your school rules, is an international foodie, is a road idiot who can’t walk from Bangkit to Panjang, like to go Bangkok to sleep till 12pm with no itinerary in mind, and most importantly, IF YOU hate people who smile and live their lives like a small leaf struggling to keep calm on the placid facade of societal laws set by their country, yet inside them are a boiling hot mess kept rampant by their jaded mindsets, 

READ THIS POST BEFORE YOU GO JAPAN! It’s a guide for us Minorities –

The background story: We did a 12 day trip from Tokyo to Kyoto, to Osaka, and then back to Tokyo to catch the flight back to Singapore.

We went on 2-13 APRIL. 
WEATHER: CHILLY BUT HOT. (Start of cherry blossoms)

I spent the least among my friends (AND IM A GIRL HELLOOO) – People be telling you they spent 5000 sgd like what the fuck. 

1700 SGD

That’s what I spent for the entire trip, excluding plane ticket and hotel, inclusive of PRESENTS for family and friends. 

so if you are looking to scrimp like me, continue reading.



Japan’s air is super dry – Like 100 year old virgin kind of dry. You will start developing cold sores and start peeling on your face. If you want to be money-wise, bring your water bottle because many train stations in Japan comes equipped with a water cooler.

Also, Japan has potable water everywhere. EVERY. WHERE.

I am not sure why my sister still insists on boiling her water cuz POTABLE. HELLO. MEANS DRINKABLE. I refilled my bottle at their toilets – LOOK! I am still alive. Really, once you have been to Russia and consumed their water there, anywhere with “Potable” water is godsend.



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As mentioned, the weather there is crazier than a Gemini. It’s cold – chilly, like a range of 2 – 17 degrees BUT THE SUN? MOTHERFUCKING BURN YOU LIKE A PRICK.

So, hot and cold. Boys be like “Used to it cuz mah girlfriend does it every day. ” YALL. If you are going to Disneyland/sea Tokyo, its near the sea and the scientist in me is reminding you guys that winds are stronger by the sea.

If you want to thoroughly enjoy yourselves at the kiddy place please wear a good windbreaker and cover up. Because the wind there is no joke. Back in Tokyo city, it’s fine. It ain’t that cold but you shiver when the wind blows.

Kyoto is slightly cooler, but the sun is all the same fucking radiance. You may bring an umbrella like China tourists, but my suggestion is:

YES TO STOCKINGS & Knee-length skirts (For females). 
LONG PANTS (For guys)
 SUNBLOCK. Lots of it. 
A Good jacket that is effective at wind-breaking but light enough to maintain airy when the sun is heating you up like a fried egg. 

It’s not just the sun that will make you heat up like a Tefal frying pan –

Remember, you are gonna travel alot by train. Japanese people like to be “warm and toasty” so their trains literally have no air ventilation nor any kind of wind. It’s super hot and stuffy. The kind that you won’t be able to breathe much if you are wearing Heat-tech or scarves.

So you need a super versatile outfit + Jacket that enables you to be both warm and toasty when wind blows, but not asphyxiating and perspiring when in their restaurants or trains.



Japan is one hour faster than Singapore’s time. For maths idiot, if now is 9 am in Singapore, its 10 am in Japan.

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I got this map from a website saying “EASY GUIDE TO TRAINS IN TOKYO”



THERE ARE MANY LINES AND TRAIN COMPANIES. I know Singapore only got MRT and LRT but ya. So good luck to you.

We wake up every day at around 8am and go to bed at 11pm. (That’s 7am in Sg BUT ONLY 10 PM IN SG – WHICH WEAKLING SLEEPS AT 10 PM?)

But my eyebags got darker and bigger as though its hatching a joey inside. So why?

You feel tired from travelling all day, and you don’t even know it until you are back in your super fucking tiny hotel soaking and crying for your poor legs in the teenie weenie bath tub. Because of your jam-packed itinerary, you travel on the train alot and you do get to sit on the trains.


Because walking from one Line to another? It literally kills you. Think walking from Raffles MRT station through city link to Suntec city mall – 10 times a day. This is excluding you walking to and fro your places of interest. And if you go visit theme parks, WHO THE FUCK SITS DOWN?

The train rides aren’t cheap. A day of travelling usually costs us between 8 – 12 SGD. I bet you are going to start appreciating Ez-links now. People say “Buy JR pass la” Got so many different companies, you buy the JR Pass – but… how often you using JR train? PLAN AND CALCULATE FIRST!

We bought the Osaka day pass which includes 2 full days of unlimited train rides and some free and some discounted attractions.

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Something like that. But we got ours from Changi Recommends.

But that was for the last two days and I’m telling you… C and I were all wrapped up in our rooms sleeping for the last two days, unable to utilize the pass because we were too drained and too tired.


4. AVOID 4.30 – 7.30 pm at subways

I hate people and I wished Thanos snapped his fingers (Even if I disappeared then fuck yeah insurance for my parents). The train stations at this timing…..

It’s not that you cannot handle the crowd, its they cannot handle you.

If you are like me and you feel the Singapore’s CBD area have a lot of cold unfeeling businessmen rushing around, trust me, Japan’s one is x1000 worse. The people absolutely hate tourists (But they know their economy atm cannot survive without tourism) but their “polite” nature forces them to just live with it.

So what do you get? They push and they “Tsk” you (YES THEY DO THAT) when you get in their way.



(If you stop, your whole group stops with you, causing a traffic jam)

(Tokyo, Osaka and Kyoto has different Keep left or Keep right if you not moving policy.)

Do not start a fight just because they scold you or they give u a fuck face. Trust me I was literally screaming inside. CUZ their fuck faces, really 10000x more fucked up than our 369 “U STARE SIMI” gang-fight starter face. 


5. Their food tastes the same after awhile.

People who travel a lot, especially cabin crew or jet-setting businessmen will tell you that out of all the airports they’ve been, Singapore’s one is unbeatable. And most importantly, that Malaysia and Singapore’s food is incomparable. (See, I do not say which of our nations’ is better. Don’t fight la)

Our nasi lemak, Hokkien mee, Chicken rice, hor fun, whatever fuck you want. Cai fan, meepok, want angmoh one also have, indian, malay, even turkish, japanese, Nyonya, Portuguese, Mexican

Really – I started craving for chicken rice on day 3.
COME ON. I miss Chicken rice every single fucking time I flew as a crew last time. We all have that one local dish you will miss like crazy – Time to find out yours!

So let’s see, what does Japan have. I can say it in one quick breath –

Udon, Curry rice, Sushi, Soba, BBQ beef, katsu don, ramen.

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Repeat x 100000. The food is fucking delicious no doubt. But I cannot imagine eating all these for 3 meals a day non-stop 12 days.

Anyway, since yall gonna be in city/touristy areas, the meals are about 6 – 20 dollars per meal.

How i spend so little? I eat udon w. wakame (seaweed) only. And that’s already 7$ at the train station.

Japanese cooking culture emphasizes a lot on UMAMI.

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This is the 5th taste alongside sweet, sour, bitter, salty. This is the essence from mainly cooked meats and broths.

You can taste a lot of this in their cooking, but a lot of Japanese food has a sweet after taste. And also, prepare lots of water, you will feel thirsty after eating.



Breakfast – Sausage muffin with egg. Their MACDONALDS is fucking fantastic. The muffins are soft as fuck like a woman’s bosom. The sausage?

REMEMBER IKEA MEATBALLS? Why Singapore’s one tastes better than Malaysia’s? (Sorry Malaysians but this one we win)

Because our meatballs (non-halal) ones contains pork. Malaysians Ikea do not have a choice. ALL HALAL. (Want to laugh but I’m not racist)

Japan’s sausage contains pork. It’s so fucking tasty you sure be letting yourself down if you don’t try it. I cannot tell you enough of how tasty pork is because soon vegans will come after me too.


7. NATTO? NA-TO (not to) my taste.



See the pink pink thing surrounding the yolk? That’s Natto. Its fermented beans of some sort (And yes La Pi Xiao Xin eats it)

We tried it and we almost died. Definitely, if you do not like fermented stuff and you die from the smell of Smelly tofu in Taiwan


It has a super strong after taste that lingers in your mouth longer than a shot full of semen from your boyfriend.

Sorry – this comparison is necessary albeit being gross because that’s how fucked up Natto is.

C’s face after eating Natto:


Real time capture.



This is not to mock them or anything. Most of them cannot speak good English. Like you’d probably find 1 out of 1000 that can speak fluently and 1 out of 100 that can point point gesture gesture with simple words and 1 out of 50 that can play charades with you.

All of their staff are trained to be very polite, but….

Please do not be in the queue (ESP 7-11) , then when your turn at the cashier, your friend wants to “tompang” and combines his items with yours. The staff for some reason will get a bug in their system and will be unable to function. They start to speak to you rudely and keep gesturing asking your friend to fuck off from the queue.

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Actually it isn’t that we want to do that on purpose but the stuff in 7-11 is so tasty and we want to lug alot home but our small hands are small af and there ain’t a basket so we group up to pay. ALSO CANNOT.

Their minds are not programmed to work out of the box. 1 person, 1 queue, 1 person’s items only.

I was with C at 7-11 when I was ready to pay. I did not have 100 yen coin, so I asked him to give me the coin. His hands were full so he put his items on the table looking for the coin.

The Staff at the cashier immediately malfunctioned and thought he was going to “tompang” payment with me. She immediately shouted at him and kept repeating “NO NO NO NO NO NO” and gave me back all my change in coins, ignoring the fact that I had told her “Wait please, 100 yen coin from my friend”.

I wanted to breakdown and throw the cash register on the floor. I get that some Chinese tourists or even Singaporean tourists may have bulked up a lot of bad rep. But it’s kind of unfair that your brains do not choose to develop some logic and simply stereotype us all together and give us shitty attitudes that not all of us deserve. 

When the Japanese is giving you an instruction, such as

“This is the green car. Please exit. “(Green Cars in trains are like VIP carriages for selected passengers with the green card only)”

Please do not shun bian ask them “Ok ok we will leave, by the way where is the toilet?”

The staff will not entertain your question. She will pretend she did not hear it and keeps gesturing and repeating “Please leave, please leave, please leave” until all of you fuck off from the Green Car.

After you have fucked off, then you can repeat your question again. Suddenly, the bug clears and her mind is un-jammed and the smile returns to her face. She can then answer your question politely.

Sometimes I wonder if they are robots.




Do you know why? Because Japanese people will scold you and judge you if your luggage just MOVES A SLIGHT OR MERE BIT.

We had to take a lot of trains as we transited between the hotels.
Thus you can rest assure this Number 9 rule? ACCURATE AS FUCK.

Personal experience: I was holding on to both of my luggage when my phone suddenly dropped on the floor. As a reflex action, I let go of my small cabin luggage to retrieve the phone.

The train jerked suddenly, and my luggage rolled SUPER GENTLY to a woman nearby, and kissed her thigh. I swear upon my grandfather’s grave and on Donald trump’s hair that it was SUPER SOFT AND DIDN’T EVEN FUCKING HURT.

Instead of doing what a normal person will do WHICH WAS TO HELP ME HOLD ONTO MY LUGGAGE, she glared at me. She didn’t move an inch to help. And then, she opened her mouth to scold me.


I apologized profusely and retrieved my bag. She scolded non-stop in Japanese.

Sorry, not exaggerating here. But NON-STOP. She was still scolding past all the stops and until she disembarked.





  5. BUT NO.


So yes, hold on to it. Even if you doze off. But then again, WHO THE FUCK WOULDN’T HOLD ON. Stop reminding us man. ( Trust me. A lot of  them will keep staring and the moment you lift your hand up to stretch or use phone, they will open their mouths)

In the end? I kiap mine with my strong legs. YEAH.







The shrines and what-nots are packed with so many people. You will see a lot of super pretty plates and bowls and  shits there (If you are old like me, you’d start appreciating furniture and crockery)

DO NOT BUY IT THERE. Trust me. FIGHT THE TEMPTATION. You can find the same shit at those value dollar tax-free shops or even in some random shops at the MRT stations at a way lower price. Especially the chopsticks and bowls dude.

You want to get a good shot where the “coast is clear” of people? Go super early. Or you wait. wait and wait and wait and test your patience. And CLICK! when the crowd dies down for awhile.




Yes we were very patient because there isn’t anything else to do there except for spending money and eating.




Please don’t behave like a typical kongkam tourist and go camp or shake those cherry blossom trees where there are throngs of people. In fact, when it’s in season, the cherry blossoms are everywhere. By the drains, in front of schools, near houses, near toilets. Whatever.

All you need is a keen eye and creativity (which many people do not have) and most importantly, unorthodox methods (Which Japanese people do not have and do not condone obv) But please do not damage the trees! Don’t behave like the disgusting tourist that the Japanese and the rest of the world thinks you are.

By the drain:


Casual walk by the street: 



(I remember there were too many tourists by some common spot and i was telling the rest why not walk down a few streets and TADAH! Whole fucking empty street to ourselves with an even nicer view – cherry blossoms by the small river.)

Outside our hotel, in front of the school










Chances are, you are definitely gonna take the Shinkansen which is the bullet train. It will cost you a kidney (Lesser than iphone but still) its about 140$ 

if you are suay like us and the dates clash and you can’t buy the shinkansen pass then buy individually, just cry.

But moving on. You’d be thinking “Omg I wanna be like a Japanese and eat bento” FUCK. NONE OF THE JAPANESE PPL I SAW ON BOARD THE BULLET TRAINS BOUGHT THAT. They all either tabao from elsewhere, or bought bread.

Guess why?


And, its around 12-15 dollars for your Princess Elsa ice embedded meal. Sure, it still tastes good. But I can hear my stomach crying out like “ITS SNOWING!”.

My suggestion? Tabao from 7-11! They heat up their meals for you and their fried chicken? Super fantastic. Alternatively, buy from Macdonalds or just be like a thrifty Japanese and eat bread.



Make sure the Japanese behind you is not eating before you slowly and politely put your seat back and try to catch up on your rest. Good night.


Can you see the fatigue on my face.




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they have the crispy fried chicken, and it’s a must eat. Choose the most expensive one – I forgot whats the name. But its a whole tender juicy thigh.



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Their hashbrown.

So good. Can fight with Macdonalds. I DONT CARE what you say but Macdonald’s hashbrown 5/5. This one is 4/5.




Sorry I can’t remember if this is from FM or 7-11. But you have to try it for sure. It’s not easy to get because always sold out. You have to make sure you try the right one. It’s in a tray. There are small ones which are individually wrapped slices but this tray one is the best. The cream is super fragrant and fluffy. The roll is soft and moist. I r8 8/8 gr8 m8.


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Clams, seaweed, tofu, beancurd shits, you name it. That’s how I save money too. I drank one for breakfast daily. About a dollar.






I think its pointless to go to Japan and not take up a class like that to appreciate their beautiful culture and historical delights. We found this enchanting shop along the crowded streets in Kyoto’s touristy attraction, and the lovely manager in her immaculate kimono and grace really encapsulated all of Japan’s rich heritage. It’s unbecoming not to give them a mention –


The Matcha appreciation class is at 24 SGD per person and its about 40 minutes in their quaint little tea room.

She speaks perfect English but shes super gentle and I felt like a bull in the china shop when fumbling around her.


Shop’s entrance. They only recently came up with “Matcha shaved ice” because they “discovered” that tourists love shaved ice. hahaha. So adorable.







She will explain to you all about the wonders of Matcha as well as how to properly prepare it. Being someone who isn’t a great fan of hipster stuff like Matcha waffles or Matcha cheesecake etc, I felt this was a truly enjoyable lesson as I really wanted to learn what was the proper and non hipster way of enjoying this green shit.



And she says its only right to give credit to the Matcha tea farmer, and he is one of the few left in Japan who uses only ORGANIC methods to grow his leaves.

Sunning and sheltering the leaves at the right timings will determine the Umami of the tea leaves. Whoa chim stuff.


Do visit them if you are free!





I really wanted the whisk for all reasons but of course please control your temptations to buy all things quaint and cutesy. Else how to spend within budget?

CHASANRAKU / +81 75 354 6533

You May email them at, the pretty manager is called Atsuko Suzuki. 

That summarizes my Japan trip. Harsh, crude, but nonetheless honest.
That being said, I look forward to visiting the other parts of Japan. but none the wiser.

My next post will be a short story. I guess, no one will disapprose?
sorry kill me for bad pun.



(HOT) Getaway – Banjaran Hot springs

Apologies for mini hiatus,

my laptop’s motherboard was fried for being too powerful – My power outlet and adapter couldn’t handle the power surge and fried the entire titanium beast.

I was whisked away to IPOH, Banjaran Hot springs retreat owned by Sunway. Did I tell you guys, I absolutely LOVE Sunway lagoon at Kuala Lumpur; always tried to find time to visit it. So imagine my thrill when I am about to visit this scenic getaway spot in Ipoh.

You can visit their website here:

I strongly recommend it. I am not a fan of mosquitoes and greens (Yes I have a phobia of grass). And being a city girl, this is not your usual wake-up setting. But I loved every second of this place. Only stayed for a night, but I think 2 nights will be just perfect because there are alot of things to do here.

Sunway Lost World (Kinda like lagoon) is just nearby to this resort. So your itinerary will be well packed.














The walkways and overall architecture of the place speaks of its native origins and you can see much care going into the upkeep of the plants and fishes.







You wouldn’t want to leap into this pool without a second thought in this hot weather; because this pool is filled with the natural thermal waters from the hot spring.





Own pool! The interior of the villa reminds me of the villa I stayed in at Bali. But this is so much cleaner and well maintained.





Was kinda hoping the furry friends would come and pay me a visit but NAH didn’t happen. Sad.








Guess why I took a photo of this drawer? BECAUSE I LOVE WOOD. (all kinds 😉 )
and this is really quaint.











When it got too hot, I ran to the private pool to cool off. This is life, i’m tellin ya.





A short nap on the cabana in this lethargic weather afterwards.


*The resort has yoga at 5pm. An actual yoga instructor, calming music and yoga mats. All done under the shelter of a traditional wooden hut.

I had a spa booking so couldn’t join. BUT YOU SHOULD!


For a city girl, this “mountain and trees” thing never gets old. I couldn’t stop staring at the environment because it’s so peaceful to look at.





The prices are of course pricier than your usual “Reflexology” centers but hey this place is amazing. The service is impeccable and LASTLY,


I have a set of my own oils from this brand at home. The quality of the scents and texture of the oils are a cut above. Try it for yourself 😀



Is this a mat? or a pillow. IDK. I took a pic just because.



The ultimate aromatherapy experience, 60mins


That’s the package I took. It comes with the usual foot bath, full body massage and head massage.




Tea for your enjoyment whilst you change and prepare for the treatment.








NOR THE DISPOSABLE UNDIES LOL. It’s a god damn C string guys. Can you believe it. How fucking sexy.


Took me awhile to realise its a heart but whatever it looks pretty.



Dinner was set at 7.30 but I got peckish after the massage so I ordered room service and swam in the pool again. So much for “Relaxing and de-stressing my muscles”


Nachos, deep fried calamari and crab bisque.

Absolutely delicious. But the price also……




(Fine dining)

This restaurant is nestled in a natural limestone cave. It was previously used to simply store Jeffery’s astounding wine collection, used to entertain his personal friends, and subsequently opened to public as a fine dining experience.



100/10 for the interior I’m telling you. By the way, it’s voted one of the most beautiful restaurants in the world!



LoOOOOl pardon the extremely huge assed pic. So that its clear for y’all to read. There’s an oriental set that’s like hugely Malaysian fusion but I am a sucker for Wagyu so Chairman’s favorite it is.

Interior of the cave:






This is god damn pretty and it had me staring transfixed on it for quite a few minutes lol. The little descending fountain bowls are sculpted by humans. But everything is au natural materials.





Waitress said this is the best photography spot. People proposed here! Well, how can you bear to say NO at such a pretty place?


Jeff’s wine collection

You take the stairs down, by the rocky anterior. The air gets cooler, and you know you’re there! The strong air conditioning is to keep the wines at optimum temperature.




Heaven for wine lovers.



Jackie Chan’s edition




Age old mao tai


1934 collection


Sorry, excited. Cuz the bottle so cute. Hahaha.

Dining spot. (Sat here for the pic. But this table only meant for two so I had to switch. This spot gets the best view though!)





Chef came out to chat with the dinner guests and was very open and friendly to feedback I gave. The lobster bisque was wonderfully curated. But I felt everything else was lacking that little extra. The lamb (oriental version) was good. But for MYR 550!!!

The music and environment… you could be eating roti prata and you’d still think you are having the best meal ever tho.


Alittle bit on Jeffery.


I know nothing much about him previously, and can’t say I do now since I only read this random clipping and watched the video interview. But I really appreciate his vision and  mission to protect the environment as well as retain the heritage that makes Malaysia. He turned this wasteland of a mining field into such a luxurious retreat without compromising nature, in fact, improving the landscape to make it even better. Instead of just metals and bricks, the natural foliage flourished under his great mission.

Does he have a single un-wedded son? HAHAHA 

Sky bar

Walking away from the cave –


Passed by the entire geo thermal pool


Take the flight of stairs carved out in the hill to reach the sky bar, which is tucked away in the middle of the mountain.





The skybar is pretty despite you looking into nothingness because its pretty dark. The staff will serve you freshly made popcorn on a ferris wheel LIKE WTF SO CUTE.

DR FISH – A cocktail with a literal toy fish. 70 MYR? fuck. I wanted to kidnap the toy fish and bring it home cuz the cocktails are just too pricey.


Had breakfast sent to my villa. I opted for the oriental choice because there’s congee lol. I ate too much and had indigestion the whole night.




Morning shots





I don’t know how can anyone not fall in love with this place. It’s so beautiful.

11/10 would come here again.

If you are interested in going for a stay there, I recommend you to come early to get great shots and stay at least 2 nights. Go for the yoga, visit the tree that gives free ice-cream. Meditation cave, crystal cave and Dr fish pool. Everything to restore your mojo and not listen to cars honking and your boss bitching at you for that 48 hours.

Splurge a little and have dinner at Jeff’s Cellar. It’s expensive but definitely giving you an experience worth your bucks.

Best to come as a couple or a double date.

They gave a handmade pot and cookies as a goodbye gift. Cookies was awesome, as according to my sister who devoured every piece.




Feel free to ask me anything!

Will update with another post this week. It’s Monday, i know. I hope this post will motivate you to work alittle harder and plan for a staycation that will keep you smiling when you countdown to the day it happens.



Rejuvenate with Rejuran :D

Hola mi amigos

ESTOY TAN FELIZ Porque alcance mi meta para Febrero. I worked hard and pushed harder. Well, everything except the working out and keeping fit part. Ugh. Cannot stop eating potatoes.

So this post today is for beauty-fanatics out there, don’t think my pervvy fans will like this much. Sorry, lewd posts coming your way before 1st week of March okay?



It is basically a treatment of multiple jabs into your face to trick your skin into thinking there’s severe damage and forces your body to work hard to “regenerate” skin cells. The results?

Radiant skin that has lesser fine lines, scars, pores and radiates a baby-like softness and glow.

You can read about it here:

Aesthetics Central Clinic is my favorite choice as usual – Located right at the Central, Clarke Quay. The nurses and doctors are friendly and the prices are reasonable.

After you are done acknowledging all the paperwork, the nurse calls you into the treatment room to apply numbing cream. Please note that this procedure is known to sting quite abit because you will get

40-50 jabs on your face.

I have a super high threshold for pain thus I only needed numbing cream. Some people need oral medication and even nerve blocks. So please do not be garang if you aren’t. Just eat and do everything you can if you are scared of the pain.



Waiting in the holding room for the numbing cream to set.


You are not allowed to have any make up remaining for the procedure, but I do not need any around my eyes so I left my eye make up on.

The white stuff you see is the numbing cream. It smells like corn.



Dr Ryan is my usual go-to in the clinic cuz he is very detailed in his explanation of how things work and I really appreciate that. He was shocked at how I can tahan all the pain. Well, this treatment was an invitation by the clinic manager who’s a friend of mine. So I figured friends are worth going thru the pain for 😛

You lie down, he eases you into the procedure, and it begins.

If you are scared of needles, this is definitely not a good idea because the pain does not go away or numbs with the multiple jabs. Each time feels the same – Stinging, and quite painful.

The only difference is some areas hurt more than the others.

Notice the dildo at my lower jaw area? The nurse uses that as a distraction for you so that you will focus less on the actual injections. ITS NOT ACTUALLY A DILDO BUT YES YOU MAY USE IT AS ONE. It has one hell of a vibration.



Yes I reserved a larger image for you to relish in the bloody sight. Ha Ha Ha




I had the time to snap a quick pic. HAHAHA



My face right after the treatment:




After 3 hours:



After 1 day:



NOT EVERYONE HEALS THE SAME, I am considered super fast. Some people will get redness that don’t reside for many days. So make sure you scheduled your work perfectly to allow the healing.

You need to note that for the complete wholesome effect of Rejuran, you have to do it:

Once every month for 3 consecutive months,
1 more time 4 months later,
and 1.5 years once subsequently for maintenance.

It costs approx 399++ at this clinic for FIRST TIME TRIALS.

You may consult the Clinic managers who will work out a suitable budget and ideal skin treatment for yourself.

I will upload more photos after I have completed my “3 consecutive months” injections. However, I do advise in my own opinion, women who need this treatment more are those of matured age like in their 40s and above.

If you have a budget, I recommend Venus laser (for skin problems) or nose threadlift (really good). I have a post on my nose threadlift done in this clinic in the archives.

You may read it here.

The nose threadlift is approximately 1200 SGD. But the effect is there, its natural looking and it stays on for months. The good thing about it? Your skin cells releases DNA around the threads, giving it the extra bridge even after the threads are gone. So after a few times (You may do it once annually), you do not even require it anymore because your DNA has structured itself in your nose bridge, giving it the defined look without the help of the threads.

Feel free to call the clinic or email me if you have any inquiries.


For my pervvy or wanderlusty fans, my Banjaran Hot springs review is coming up next. So if you want bikini pics, stay tuned. HAHAHA.



Birthday Wishlist :D

I am turning 28 soon. Is this real life 😥

Posting from a bad place…. feeling terrible recently. Demons in my head are getting me so dazed.

Here’s my birthday wishlist, please do not get me soft toys and decorative stuff mi amigos, I will wrap it and gift it back to u on your birthday HAHAHA.

Thank you to all my honey buns who always make it a point to do gift exchanges with me and bother to celebrate this not-so-happy day with me. Better enjoy the last two years of having the digit “2” in front.

Do not ask me when am I getting married. D:



L’Occitane Repairing Oil and Heat-protective control mist. 46+40, $86


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I’d be lying if I say these are a waste of money. Like hell, they are worth every single cent. Especially the mist. If you are a frequent user of hair dryers, this is the cult product. (Have been making full use of the Dyson dryer my sister received from us as a gift rather religiously.)

L’Occitane Almond supple skin oil. $75


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I cannot get over the smell of this. It’s fucking awesome hahaha.


L’Occitane Aromachologie Repairing shampoo, conditioner + Almond Shower oil ECO-Refills. 45+49+54, $148


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Need to repeat again that L’Occitane does magic to your hair.


APPLE Airpods. $238


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Not very sure why I want them. But I guess it’s fun.


APPLE 3M lightning to USB cable, Power adapter and 3 pin – Multi plug x2 (Get from Challenger). 60+25, $85 


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Olivia Burton Marble Florals, Silver Mesh, OB16MF09, $205

OLIVIA BURTON LONDON  Marble Floral Mesh, Rose Gold & Silver OB16MF09 – Big Dial Round in Silver , Rose Gold and Silver - Front view

Steam credits 200$ 😀



NO 7. Hermes Midsummer night’s dream silk scarf 36 x 36 600$


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Louis Vuitton Heart bag, New wave in Red. EST 3.6k 

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I need me this baby for all reasons.

Louis Vuitton Sully PM, in Beige Rose Creme. $3,600


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This is absolutely feminine and classy. I could die.

*NEEEEED* Chanel Boy Long Zipped wallet, Lambskin & Gold-tone Metal, $1500


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Chanel Pouch, Lambskin & Gold-tone Metal, Black. $3,490


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*NEEEEEED* Chanel’s Gabrielle hobo bag. Beige & Black. $6310


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My absolute want.

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Would die for. Am not really able to focus and think properly because of my deteriorating health condition. Sorry. So it’s a really short list with only a few items that you can actually buy. Hahaha.


Faeries, stardust, eternities.

Welcome to 2019 everyone 😀

Made fresh new resolutions, it’s 3 weeks in, I am doing good (With the working out part) except that I loop holed myself – I didn’t state workout for how long so I am kinda doing 10mins each time and not feeling the slightest of guilt that I just upped myself in my own game.

Sharing some snaps of my Xmas gifts.

All of my gifts below. Would say most of the list was fulfilled and im soooo happy 😀 😀 😀 I am a lucky girl.




Finally managed to get my long emptied sk II…. -_-



The most beautiful packaging HAHAHA Yes I couldn’t stand not snapping an individual pic of this. I always loved their packaging. Every girl’s dream 🙂 Thanks to R



The logo is silver-toned, else would have matched my Jet-setter set to the T. Love it anyways. XD


It’s raining here. I have the urge to write my thoughts out.

I could feel some major shifts happening in my life.  Not a moment passes where I do not think and fear the unknown, but I know that time is like an immortal heart that beats – I have to prepare and brace for whatever that comes.

Here’s a poem that pretty much divulges one of the biggest hurdles in my life right now; I wish the melancholic souls out there who chance upon this, can feel some familiarity and hopefully find momentary solace in a common angst. 



An owl dips, into the blackest skies,
soft in flight, quiet he flies
alone was I, cold hands shaking
loud crisp tones, of my heart be breaking.

My scraped knees are weak, soon I’d falter,
her out-worldly heart, soon shall wander.
Hands bleeding, flailing, I tried to grasp,
her shadow, like a dying ember, turned to dust.

Of grim, of gloom, a hell bent desire,
Woven with deceit, so pleased Belial.
Had it been so, satire of lust,
Of grief, of doom, a martyr of trust.

I watch her leave. 

Laced with sweet magnolias, and deadly nightshade,
pertinent to love, an asphyxiated heartbreak.
My worship to her, in all false opulence,
was masking damp cheeks, and where she sought forgiveness.

She turns to leave.

The wind sang her goodbyes, saying :

Time, to which we’re enslaved, in its cruel movements,
grants no concession but a binding warrant;
Oh love, my heart it yearns, for an eternity with you,
yet our destiny, are two hearts that will never heal.



Yes I know, I am turning 28 soon. And CNY is coming. I am not ready and not going to be pleased to answer all the “When are you getting married” questions by my relatives. Birthday’s coming…. I haven’t thought of a wishlist but to prevent *cue laughter* color pencils from happening again, I guess I have to come up with the list soon.