If there is any ONE beauty secret (or maybe it's already a widely known fact) that I've uncovered ever since I've started working, it will be one that has something to do with coffee.

All of us workaholics knows that drinking coffee helps to perk us up so that we wont produce chicken doodles while working: Americano, Cappucino, Kopi-peng, Kopi-C, Kopi-cino, you name it, the Indian Coffee Shop uncle downstairs have it, so I've probably tried about every type of coffee there is.

But in a bid to reduce my (unnecessary) sugar intake lately, so that i can save it for 3 double chocolate doughnuts sometime later in the week, I've resorted to consuming HOT, BLACK coffee WITHOUT sugar or milk religiously. Amazing as it is, I've found out that not only it perks me up, increase my heart rate by about 5X, causes me to slightly hyperventilate, it also does wonders for my water retention.

So lets say I go to work in the morning with a puffy left eye and cheek, or slightly swollen belly, all due to water retention, by drinking the HOT, BLACK coffee with no sugar or milk, it'll all subside within the hour.

Similarly, it does wonders for photoshoots. I always have the problem of bloatedness due to water retention if the studio gets a lil too cold, or that I'm prancing around in tiny barely-there garbs, I'll take a shot of that and it works beautifully all the time. That's why DP always indulge in my horrible habit of drinking black unsweetened coffee (even if it gives me stink-O breath after that). Oh but the only downside is that I might get a lil woozy from all that caffeine high.

But I seriously swear by that poison to make me skinny.

BOYS...

I'm depressed on the Boyfriend's birthday.

I promised him that I'll try to cheer up for his sake, but I can't.

Y? Because I've been working so much that I didn't manage to get him a present.

Sure I made reservations at 5 places that I stumbled upon while looking for places to hold my media events/press conferences. 5 nice places with fine dining style cuisine and attas ambience. I told myself that finally, now that I am working, now that I have a stable income, now that I am no longer ad-hoc jobs as a model trying to earn pocket money while juggling school work, I can finally treat my mao cow to somewhere nice. Finally. But I left out the present.

But alas, I'm stuck in front of the damn computer doing a fuckened media list, for a pointless project (in my personal opinion), which is due tomorrow morning, first thing at 9am.
After which as in after the media list, I'll be doing up a goddamn Proposal for a nation-wide campaign that will most certainly be gunned down by the boss once it reaches the office in the morning. Which more or less translates to : I'll only get to sleep at 4am.

It's hard to be happy when you are tired. It's hard to be happy when you love your job, but hates the company. It's hard to be happy when you want to do so much for someone who has given you so much love, but you are just too tired to do anything. And it's really hard ot be happy if you were doing a fuckened media list at 2am.

SPeaking of whom (the boyfriend), for all of you who knows me personally, knows that the bf is particular about cleanliness. Yours truly, however isn't.
So it's always a case of him nagging at me to not drop crumbs on the floor, not to get my hands sticky with Coke, not to eat food that has fallen onto the table, to wear the clean slippers in his house, to change into clean clothes before climbing into bed yada yada. It's always him who makes a big fuss out of a coackroach sighting (and for my sake, I shall insist that he doens't yelp when he sees insects), him who always had an issue about me leaning on lift walls etc.

In a nutshell, him = clean, neat
me = dirty, unkempt, disorganized

But surprisingly, my bf is not meticulous about washing his face.

The other day, I caught him applying pimple cream to a spot on his look-slightly oily face. Immediately, i asked him if he had washed his face.

This was his reply," Oh yes, I washed the spot where the pimple is, because you told me I had to wash my face before applying pimple cream."

BOYS...