Everywhere I read, blogs are getting ranked by the latest Google PR update. So far, this blog has not been given any PR. Honest, not that it matters much because I’m not doing the mortal sin of paidpost whoring on this blog. At least that’s the mortal sin if you were to abide by the Holy Law of GOooogle.

So, why am I disappointed? Human nature at work. Everybody’s blog are getting ranked so it just get a little lonely when I’m left at the bottom of the PR-less pit all alone. Blek.

2nd disappointment? The Mood lotion I ordered from Victoria Secret is not exactly my scent. Correction, I hated the scent. That is the pitfall of online ordering. You cannot smell your purchase. The next guy who can replicate scent over the internet is going to be a millionaire genius.

I swear this year I’m going to start loving myself more. Blogs can wait in line. You see, until a few years back when I still have a job, I really take care of myself. I do my nails every 5 days, dress nicely and make-up, make-up and make-up. Few years later and not working anymore, I let myself go. Really go. Yadda yadda I gained weight, but then it’s still no excuse to dress in dowdy Tees 24/7 and sporting blunt nails just so I can type on my keyboard.

I started doing my nails again putting on those bling bling and nailart. By myself of course. Can’t exactly afford those manicurists nowadays. I’m now hooked on false eyelashes and swears by my underwire bra. At my age, I need all the support I can get, OK?

Talking about nails, boy, am I glad I did them nicely. Today I went to the bank and somehow I’m asked to do a thumbprint. The lady teller was eyeing the bling on my nails in admiration. Boy, that feels so good! lol

Happy New Year to everyone and I’m still on my Vanilla quest. I’m still hooked on everything Vanilla and will dedicate this blog to fulfill my Vanilla fetish.

Yes, anything sweet I can put on my body I’m happy.

Here’s wishing everybody a sweet Vanilla year ahead.

Gosh, what’s this with those Japanese animes? Not only kids are addicted to them, even desperate housewives like me are hooked. Totally hook. No living being can ever be as perfect as those anime characters. People are constantly on the lookout for perfection and only in the anime world perfection is found.

I’m now watching my free anime online from crunchyroll dot com. There’s quite a collection of animes there but sorry, you don’t have to look for hentais. They don’t have it. I checked. What? I’m more than of consenting age so I can watch hentais if I want to, OK? I have no problem with them and it’s not like I’m those wanky kids hitting puberty with zero self restraint.

The culprit. The sweetest, sickly scent ever. Not for everyone.

As I’m typing this, I’m totally immersed in the sweetest coconut vanilla scented lotion ever and I kid you not. I can’t stop sniffing myself.

I know, it’s sick but like I care. Nobody’s looking and I assume there’s no hidden cameras around so nobody is going to post me sniffing myself on Youtube. The stuff smell so good I could almost eat myself. Yeah, it’s the ‘time of the month‘ again and I get this insane craving for sweet things. The Vanilla stuff I ordered from Victoria Secret arrived by mail today.

I suddenly felt so motivated to take my shower and smother myself with this sickly sweet coconut scent. I guess if you don’t like coconut + sweet smell, you will definitely hate this lotion. Even my mother can’t stand the smell. Said I reminded her of the fresh coconut milk she put inside her curry. Blek.

My husband works in another state and will only come home for the weekends. I told him of my new lotion and he’s already complaining over the phone.

“Why the heck would anyone want to smell like a coconut?”

Why not? He’s afterall a big admirer of big coconut boobs. So how would I know?

The Orange Vanilla bodywash on the other hand is lighter and more subtle. It smells nice without being overwhelming. So unless you’re a hardcore sweet Vanilla fan, just stick to the VS Orange Vanilla range.

I finally put up an Entrecard on my blog. You see, when I started this blog, I was quite contented to just let it be… without networking and links. I was just too lazy to promote, OK? Happy now?

After some thoughts, I put up an Entrecard and took the lazy man approach…. just sit back and come what may. Holy cow, just last night alone I started getting some hits. I guess that got me motivated.

There’s a contest sponsored by the coolest girlie geek from Ramblings of an Undisturbed Mind. She’ll be giving away 2000 Entrecard credits to random contest participants. You can find out more from her blog.

Having 2000 credits would be nice. It’ll definitely be a plus if I can get some exposure, linky love and Paypal donations. OK, OK, scratch the Paypal donation thing. I’m pushing it, eh?

Can’t blame me. Must be the push up bra I’m wearing…

What? Even Gisele is wearing it.

Not that anyone would care because those who mattered don’t know about this blog, but then I just feel I want to list them down just for the heck of it. Everyone financially challenged will have a wishful wishlist. If you have one and it’s something money can buy, you’re just normal. Normal as in not filthy rich.

OK, I don’t want any gadget. Screw gadgets. New models are being churned out every month so who can keep up?

I want to go

1. Disneyland. Any Disneyland except the one in Hongkong.

2. Egypt. God I love that place. I probably will go next year but then I don’t want to sound too confident and end up shooting myself on the foot. Worse, die of disappointment if I don’t make it.

That’s it. I’m not greedy. But the question is, does not being greedy matters? Will my lucky stars shine brighter just because I’m more easily contented? Guess not.

So, I’m going to add 2 more. I want to lose alot of weight and I want Patrick Dempsey.

Don’t know why I thought of Patrick. Probably watched Enchanted and got mesmerized by those eyes. Blek.

I have a new fetish - false eyelashes. I am totally hook on my few pairs of false eyelashes. Honestly, I used to think only models and hookers wear false eyelashes…. I was wrong, OK? Works just as well on boring housewives… like me.

I know putting on those falsies sounds complicating. I can tell you once you get the hang of things, it is really quite easy. It is faster than putting on eyeliners and applying coats and coats of mascara to get the same effect. Well, I’m pushing it here. The truth is, no matter how many coats of mascara you put on, you still won’t get close to the same effect. You can dream about having lush lashes if you’re Chinese. Chinese are notorious for having sparse pathetic lashes. These falsies will save the day.

Personally, I go for the cheapest falsies. I bought some expensive ones and a few cheap ones. I cannot tell the difference. So what is the point?

Go for cheap lashes but don’t skimp on those lash glue. I bought a good lash glue so it won’t hurt my eyelids. The glue works great and so far those lashes stay put. I’ve not lost any out in the street.

Honestly, not many online gift site out there can crack me up like this one. It’s so stupid it’s genius. So, that just proves that stupidity and genius is one fine line.

I won’t buy though cause I’m not in the US. The delivery charge probably cost more than the stuff itself.

My personal favorite… Horrified B-Movie Victims figurines.

I love B-grade movie and I love those voluptuous blondes. Too bad they’re the ones who get killed.

I have finally decided to take down my profile picture and replace it with this Mardi Gras mask. It has never been my intention to blog anonymously on this blog but the recent Google smackdown on paid posts had prompted me to take this route.

Firstly, nope, I’m not doing any sponsored posts on this blog. But then I had heard enough horror allegations about blogs discriminately got blacklisted by Google because the blogger had done sponsored posts on their other blogs. I do write sponsored posts on my other blogs so I will play safe and try to disassociate this blog as much as possible from my other blogs that do paid posts.

I don’t want to sound paranoid acting on all those conspiracy theories and hunches but then it’s better to be safe than sorry.