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A piece a day keeps the stress away. Although I can hardly qualify for a daily blogger, I'd like to think that I can and I will be someday. Someday when I am not so pre-occupied by tons of nothing. . .

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Review Reduze - Updated!!

Product review, this is my first. Actually I can't accurately review the product at this stage as I have only just started consumption/usage for two weeks. But of course I will update this post at the end of the requisite period.

Reduze is a brand of slimming pills available over the counter at Watsons as well as Guardian pharmacy. Backed by several researches, it is said to be genuinely effective. But like every other sceptical individual I have doubts especially when the spokesperson is a skinny celebrity; she has no pounds or fats to shed off in the first place. Well, but the path of indulgence has left me with no choice. Nope, no other choice since I'm too lazy and unmotivated to exercise. Adding other factors such as quit puffing, having overly nice frens who love to treat and my involuntary celibacy have resulted in me successfully pile up the extras in a short span of time.

With Reductil taken off prescription and Panbesy and Duromine being too strong for me (I nearly fell into depression the last time I took them), Reduze is my last resort. If this doesn’t work, I will die of fatness!!! Yes, I’m at my all-time heaviest and I'm officially a size 12 now!! :(( Some of my dresses are bursting @ the seams while others I can’t even zip up anymore!! I guess it has come to the point that if I dun do something about my escalating weight I'd need to revamp my entire wardrobe very soon!

Back to reviewing. I eventually bought Reduze not becos of the skinny celebrity endorsement but the ads showing the successful weigh loss of the common folks hoping that it will work for me too. The pills come in a box of 60 sold at the price of SGD128.00, and the recommended dosages is one before lunch and one before dinner and consume not more than six a day. According to the guideline written on the box, there will be no weight loss during the first two weeks of consumption as it is for some kinda ‘readjustment’ in the system; increasing the metabolism rate and so forth. From the 3rd week onwards, consumers should experience some weight loss and I would assume that the pills must be taken in continuation for a period of at least two months before the effects can be fully seen.

I trawled upon someone else’s blog the other day giving a review on Reduze. Seems like Reduze didn’t work for her (note: she gave up after three weeks) and she even gained weight during that period. I wonder if this attribute to my very recent weight gain? But anyhow I am only at the 2nd week now and just started the 3rd slab. But I probably won’t continue for the 2nd month if I don’t see any weight loss by the time I finish this box. I will go beg doctors for the lower dosage of Panbesy or Duromine instead. Gonna update again once I finished the last pill! :) wish me luck!!

Oh, one last thing to note, the pills are very ‘smelly’ not foul smelling but some kinda awful pungent smell that lingers on the fingers after touching. So wear a glove to avoid the lingering smell.

UPDATE (June 2011): I have completed one course of Reduze pills. And the results? I have wasted my SGD128.00. I have experienced NO weight loss at all. The pills have zero effect on me and in fact I feel that I have gained weight instead (as verified by my peers). For the record, there was no binging; I ate as usual if not lesser. So, in conclusion, I will not recommend the pills and will not be buying another box myself. I shall stick to my apple for dinner diet and see how it goes...



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Saturday, 7 May 2011

Casting My Sacred Vote

I clearly remember the first time I voted back in the 2006 General Election.  That day has been deeply etched in my mind not becos it was the first time I was voting but becos of the fooker I was with.  Honestly, I didn't give two hoots about politics or my citizenship or the future of Singapore back then.  All that mattered to me was that fooker.  That polling day was the same day that marked the fourth year of the relationship and also the same day I found out that he was bedding his landlady. 

Ok, off point. Enough of digression.  Back to the topic of this year's General Election.  I belong to the group of 'between 20 something to 30 something' that the ruling party was trying hard to reach out to.  The same group that PM was rallying to at Raffles Place.  This group of us make up a large percentage of voters for this year's GE.  And this same group is one with opinion, voice and independent thots; one that would not be led blindly and would not go down without a fight.  And one that lives, breathes, talk and criticize in this social media era - the current power tool that can make or break a person or an organization alike.  So yes, my vote is sacred. 

I woke up very early on polling day to vote and to avoid the late morning crowd.  Even as I was walking towards the polling centre, I was still pretty much undecided on the party I was to vote for.  Sure the ruling party had done some damages that were detrimental for many of us and we hated their unilateral way of handling matters concerning the country on the whole.  But they too deserve some credit for building Singapore to what it is today.  The question then becomes do I want to rock the solid foundation that had been laid in exchange for some rhetoric theories of opposition parties?  Should I be on the white side or should I lend my vote so as to increase the chances of opposition having more seats in the Parliament?

Then I recalled the days leading up to this moment.  Everywhere I  went, people were discussing about GE.  Many of whom were openly discussing who they were going to vote for.  People in the hawker centres, coffeeshops, any place where people could gather.  Even in the washroom I heard of this topic and how they were determined to vote for opposition and how the ruling party needs to 'learn their lesson'.  Same thing was happening on the online platform, many are outrightly boo-ing the ruling party and posted about how they are of full support of the opposition parties.

I was still hesitant up to the moment when I was supposed to draw my 'X'.  I would  like to think that I did right by my constituency but beyond that I wasn't sure.  There is a tinge of regret that made me wonder if I should have done otherwise.  

Everyone were excited about this year's GE as this is one where all except one ward are contested.  Those who didn't have a chance to vote previously have been given that chance to do so, e.g. Marine Parade residents.  I was eager to know the results too.  A few of us gathered as usual at UCS to watch and anticipate together.  A lil sidebet was ongoing to keep the interest of those who weren't so keen.  

I was rather surprised at the end results.  Some GRCs which I thot would have been conquered by the opposition remain in the hands of the ruling party.  As I mentioned earlier, all the conversations I heard from people on the streets convinced me that the ruling party would have lost more seats than it did becos none I heard ever said they would vote for them.  Well, it eventually returned to Parliament with 81 out of 87 seats and the other 6 were taken by the opposition and only one party - the Workers' Party.  And not forgetting a well-liked minister was lost as part of the collateral damage. 

The results made me feel that Singaporeans are 'kiasu' after all.  What happened to all the talks about voting for opposition?  How did the ruling party ended up back in Parliament with most of the seats?  After all the hype, this is the best support the opposition could get?  Didn't the people say that they are going to beat the hoax/invisible threat of losing benefits that came as a result of voting for opposition?  Then what happened?  

Of cos the ruling party has their own die-hard supporters as well as the votes of the new citizens but I guess there are those who still believe in the invisible threat.  By looking at it this way, I guess I could probably explain away the unexpected scores. 

Anyhow, even though the ruling party garnered most seats but they returned with an overall much lower percentage at the end of the day.  By this alone shows that there is much to learn from this watershed election especially for the ruling party.  Some may say 6 seats are not enough while others may say it is a good lesson taught to the ruling party.  I am more inclined to agree with the latter.  Seems to me this is one jolting experience that had woke them up from the state of complacency.  Time to hear us speak, Gar-men!!

Friday, 8 April 2011

Omitted Topic

Met up with an old friend couple of days back; an old friend whom I have mentioned earlier is no longer a friend. Ha! Slapped me in my face! The catch up turned out to be unexpectedly pleasant despite the fact that we have not met or spoken for almost three years.

We had lots of stuff to catch up on; how our lives have evolved over the last few years and reminisced on the past we used to share. It is nice to know that the old habits that make the very essence of me are clearly remembered. The flip side of this meet up is that somehow we could not avoid talking about the existence of the omitted one. Omitted from my life that is. I was trying to fool myself beforehand that the topic could be avoided but I knew it was almost too tough if not impossible.

CC asked why do I still hate? Becos I so loved and have so given everything I ever had. Perhaps he didn’t agree with me when I said my years were wasted but concurred that the efforts that I have put in serve as a justification for the hatred. How long would it take for me to accept him as a friend again? I said that day would never come. I won’t create a scene if I see him but I won’t stay around too. The hatred is deeply rooted and try as I may but I cannot forgive. And as I rambled that night… …Some things cannot be forgotten, some people cannot be forgiven.

Monday, 14 March 2011

Certifiably Ironic

My heart goes out to Japan and its people. Its Prime Minister said that the country is facing its worst crisis of all time since WWII after being hit by earthquake + tsunami, which have brought upon unimaginable damages, losses and pain to the country and its people. I can only hope that assistance from the rest of the world would render Japan a quicker recovery and pray that the demised souls have peace.

This unfortunate event got me thinking. Of this island I belong to and brought up in. ‘Kiasu’ – as we have been labeled – definitively means ‘afraid to lose’. I am suddenly wondering why. As in why are we so afraid to lose when we don’t even have that much to speak of in comparison to other countries. We have no natural resources, and we are geographically on lowland surrounded by other bigger countries that would shield us from natural disasters. All we have are people which by now means half of the population is made up of foreign influx.

Why then are we so ‘kiasu’? With such state of mind, would we be able to stand united in a crisis that affects the entire nation? Or would we care more about our own well-being, put our own interest before others even in the wake of a crisis becos we are ‘kiasu’? Would there be zilch survivor at the end of the day becos we were all looking out only for our own survival? In a country where courtesy has to be encouraged and promoted through nation-wide campaigns, I don’t dare imagine. I can only pray that no crisis this large-scaled would ever befall upon this tiny island where unity seems scarce. . .

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

Permeate Me No More!

Today’s Ash Wednesday. Lent begins again and it’s the time for penance and reflections and praying. Fasting for today and followed by forty days of abstinence.

Traditionally, the practice is to abstain from meat, which is represented by flesh and organs of mammals and fowls, in honour of the passion of Christ on Good Friday. And which practice I only realised today that the limitation of abstinence extends to the soup and gravy containing meat. No more mommy's soup for the next few weeks!

Like many others, I too keep vigil of such practice. Since it’s up to individuals to give up something one enjoys during this Lent period, I also tried to give up something that I have been doing for more than a decade. I gave up smoking for Lent two years back. It worked for me then and the experience made me understand that kicking die hard habits is all about focus and determination; mind over matter. I am going to try again this year. Stop smoking, this time for good. I have been meaning to quit, just that I have given myself tons of excuses not to. Abstinence during this Lent period is a great way for me to kick the habit for good, no more excuses. I look forward to having sparkling white teeth and be able to confidently say that the smell of smoke permeates me no more!! :)) So the time has come for me to bid goodbye to my final pack of ciggy!

Monday, 28 February 2011

Lost 'Memory' Found!!


They caught my sight the moment I stepped into Topshop in KL. But as usual I didn’t buy them right there and then becos I no longer believe or indulge in impulsive buying and so I took my time to contemplate just so to see how much do I really want them. I always gauge my liking for stuff by the number of days I’d mull over them; the longer I take means I really want it. And yes for my 3 days in KL, they stayed on my mind and in my thoughts.
So the very last night in KL I was determined to get them. I went back to Topshop and tried them on; satisfied that UK4 fits me I asked for a new pair. To my greatest dismay, the sales person said that the one that I tried on was the last and wot’s worse was that pair has oredi been disfigured. I left Topshop disheartened.
I called Topshop the moment I was back in SG and suffered yet another round of disappointment that they didn’t bring in the design. I brooded over it for a couple of weeks; angry at myself for not getting it sooner. Even got a friend who was traveling to KL to check again but they were gone oredi. There goes my ‘MEMORY’… until one fine day I found them again on eBay and it’s one and only brand new pair in my size!! This time no more contemplation, no more hesitation I got them right away!
After waiting a couple of weeks, finally finally here they are!!! :))

My long awaited Topshop Memory Floral Boots!!  Hearts!! <3

Thursday, 10 February 2011

Singapore. . . My Home????

I am beginning to feel rather disillusioned. Born and bred but I no longer feel at home here. This cosmopolitan city is growing too fast and it makes me feel out of place. I feel like a second class citizen in my own country. I have became xenophobic becos of the endless influx of foreigners and ‘new citizens’. They jammed up public transport, they have no regards for the locals, they caused the escalation of housing prices, they smell bad and they are a threat to the local working class. Oh yes, but they are good for the economics of the country. Yet another example of how globalisation has affected the citizens of a country. This only serves to validate that globalisation is more harm than good. No wonder I scored distinction for comms management II; I wrote 2 entire pages on this for exams! Lolx!!
I am ranting becos I haven’t been able to get a job after sending more than 60 applications!! Competing with younger fresh graduates is bad enough with the foreigners around, my chances are halved again. I guess the only thing I can relate with this city is the fact that I share the same woe with the majority of average Singaporeans. Sigh, the competitiveness of the country is a great toll on its citizens.
Ok, I must admit (finally) that I regret not studying when I was younger. I am years back from the starting point and this thought is frightening. I may never find my niche. I don’t wanna stay stagnant! I don’t want to know that the effort I put in to complete my degree is not getting me anywhere. Although I have a fantastic boss, I am really dying to move on. I want to embark on a different career path and most of all find my niche. Yea, I said I wanna be ‘Jack’ (of all trades) but no one is giving me the chance to be. Until I move out of this industry, I can’t help but feel dejected and lost like a headless housefly. This feeling sucks! :(
Employers should give all a fair chance and not only those with experience. Haro?? Fresh blood gives new life to old ideas period! For all you know, experienced people may be complacent and what is the point of reusing old ideas over and again anyway when success is dependent on the difference one can make. Enough rambling oredi. Time to crash. Gotta get ready to send out more applications tomorrow! Nite world. . .

Love is loving all of him. . .

Love is loving all of him. . .