Friday, December 4, 2009

4 Hearts Beat as One...

Dear Rob,


I don't think we can ignore the writing on the wall. It's right there in front of our faces (literally),in black and white we belong together.



It's the look of ...
Four 's are better than one...
I wear my on my face...
I only have 's for you...


Or as Sir John Vanbrugh once said: "Once a woman has given you her heart, you can never get rid of the rest of her " ~ So what d'ya say we merge and make various shades of gray?

Call me ;)


PS: If you hurry we can still send out Christmas cards.


With all my ,

Tess


Monday, November 30, 2009

Let Me Tell You a Bedtime Story

Dear Rob,


I have a question I've been burning to ask you; what is it with men and sex? You guys can sleep without it—right?


I have looked at this picture at least half a dozen times and trust me... I am not even slightly sleepy. If anything, it makes me feel down right perky. Perhaps you're reading the wrong types of books, and would be open to a few recommendations.


May I suggest the following by Lauren Child?


I figured we could read it together. You wear the bottoms; I'll wear the top; I'll make you pink milk, and then we'll have good cuddle.



That's it for now.


I'll leave the light on for yu,

Tess


Monday, November 16, 2009

Dear God, It's Me Tess. What The Hell?

Dear God,

When I prayed that Rob and I would be really really close one day...I didn't mean RELATED!

I know you don't have a sense of humor...but if this is your idea of a joke—I am not laughing *whispers* You're not still pissed off I didn't join the convent...are you?


Center: My Father


I'm feeling a bit sick right now. I think I need to go lie down.

Somebody find me Mrs. Pattinson's phone number... I think I she forgot to include me on the extended family guest list.


That's it for now,

Love
Tess

Monday, November 2, 2009

Time Flies When You're Having Fun!

Seriously.

The one year anniversary of my blog came and went and I didn't even notice. I published my first post on October 22, 2008. Given that I just ramble most of the time, I'm not even sure if I can call this a blog―a blog is supposed to be about something... right?


As far as I can tell my blog has ADHD. But even this statement contradicts itself, because if that were true, I'd post more often. And since I've only posted 44 times in the past 54 weeks―I can't use that excuse. Hey wait! 44! That's a good number! 4+4 = 8 and 8 is my lucky number! if you take an 8 and turn it on it's side it's a symbol for.... Oh Jesus, there I go again...What the fuck was I talking about? Oh yeah, my blog―and how infrequently I post.


You know, I'd probably post more often if it weren't for the Tesses (pushy bitches) always trying to add their two cents in. You have no idea what I go through. You think I'm kidding? I'm not. Do I dare tell you how many half finished textual meanderings I have stashed away?


I start writing...

It's flowing...

I like it...

Hell, I might even love it...

'Yeah, I think to myself, this shit is fucking funny!'

'Dude!, I continue, This might be the best thing you've ever written!'

'Whoa! It's getting late. I'm better go to bed'


File... Save as... blah blah blah... With a self-satisfied smile, I go to sleep feeling really good about myself.


I wake up the next morning.

I re-read it.

I hate it

WTF.


I'm seriously beginning to wonder about myself―maybe I am suffering from a multiple personality disorder... or ADHD. No, wait! maybe I have ADHD and OCD, or maybe I have issues with commitment―or a short attention span... OR MAYBE I'M JUST FUCKING BORING!!!


stops to think...


Nah... I banished 'Boring Tess'.


Anywho...


HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME


That's it for now.


Lot's of and thank you for reading,

Tess

Friday, October 23, 2009

Part 1: Speak Singlish? Caaan Lah!

There are so many things I enjoy about living in Singapore, I don't know where to begin, so I thought I'd share one of the first things I noticed about my new home⎯Singlish.


What is Singlish you ask?


Singlish is a blend of English, Malay, Tamil, and various Chinese dialects. Even though English is widely spoken and understood on the island, many Singaporeans still sprinkle their everyday English with this unique, sometimes ridiculed, but always entertaining slang.


Authorities in Singapore initiated a Speak Good English campaign (is this even grammatically correct) in an attempt to stem it's use, but many of the population feel that Singlish is a natural progression of a language that blends so many different cultures together. Considering Singapore's population is composed of: Chinese, Malay, Indian, Eurasian, and other nationalities, this makes perfect sense, yes? Not always.



A few common examples. For more, read HERE.


Aiyoh An exclamation used to denote exasperation or irritation.

Usage:“Aiyoh! Look at this idiot!”

Translation: Ugh! What an idiot!


Alamak (the 'k' is silent) A Malay expression of dismay, surprise, or alarm; rumored to be derived from the Arabic “Allah Ma'ak” meaning, “God be with you” or “Allah maaf kar” meaning “God forgive you”. It is usually used in situations to express your utter disbelief that anything so horrible or idiotic could happen.

Usage:“Alamak! Why you go and do this sort of stupid thing?”

Translation: Oh my god! Why would you do something so stupid?


Blur Used to describe someone who is deficient, lacking, ditzy, or in a world of their own. Can also be used to describe the feeling of being dazed or 'out of it'. See also: “blur like sotong”

Usage:“Such a simple thing also cannot do. Why you so blur?”

Translation: You can't do something as basic as this either? Why are you so incompetent?


Blur like sotong One of Singapore's most popular similes, 'Sotong' is the Malay word for squid, and is used to reference the cloudy ink that a squid squirts, i.e., cloudy=blurry.

Usage:“Aiyoh! That ger, hor, blur like sotong. Explain to her donno how many times, she still catch no ball”

Translation: Ugh! That girl is so dense. No matter how many times I explain something to her, she still doesn't get it.


Can [1] Monosyllabic answer denoting one's ability to perform a requested task, i.e., yes, sure, of course [2] An adjective used to praise one for their abilities.

Usage [1]:

Tess:“May I try this on?”

Salesperson: “Can lah!”

Translation: Sure!

Usage [2]:“Of course he'll manage. He very can one!”

Translation: Of course he'll manage. He's very capable.


Can or not? Asking if something is possible or permissible.

Usage:“Wednesday after you've taken your lunch, come to my place and service aircon's. Can or not?”

Translation: Is it be possible for you come to my house this Wednesday, sometime after noon, and clean my air-conditioner's?


Lah This is the quintessential word in Singlish. It is used as a full stop at the end of a sentence. Contrary to popular belief, there are rules regarding it's usage, and the ability to do so correctly, marks a true Singaporean. Different tonal inflections placed on the word will also affect the emotion of the sentence. *Note: “lah” is never used in conjunction with a question.

Usage [1]: “Donno, lah”

Translation: Oh, I don't know.

Usage [2]: “I can repair, but motor old oready. No stock lah”

Translation: “I can repair it, but this motor has already been discontinued. I suggest you buy a new one.



As you can see, Singlish can take some getting used to. I only realized last week, that if someone greets me by saying;“Have you taken your breakfast already?”, they could literally be asking me “if I've already had breakfast”, or they might just be saying saying “Good morning”.


Alamak! I live in Singapore five years over oready, and still cannot make it. How can?

Translation: "God! You'd think after living in Singapore for over five years, I'd know better. How is this possible?"


Chao Liao!


Love,

Tess

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Short and Sweet


Dear Rob,

I hear you ate some f*cking delicious cupcakes the other night.

I have Muffin pans―call me.


That's it for now.


I'll give ya some sugar
Tess


Friday, September 25, 2009

In The Gap


I came across these words from Osho about a month ago. I read them―didn't get it, read them again, still didn't get it―closed the book and promptly forgot about them.


I re-read these same words over again yesterday, and I feel―well, I guess you could say I feel differently about them now.




NO ˗ THINGNESS

Take it Easy - Osho


Buddha has chosen one of the really very potential words ― shunyata. The English word, the English equivalent, 'nothingness' is not such a beautiful word.


That's why I would like to make it 'no-thingness' ― because the nothing is not just nothing, it is all. It is vibrant with all possibilities. It is potential, absolute potential. It is unmanifest yet, but it contains all.


In the beginning is nature, in the end is nature, so why in the middle do you make so much fuss? Why, in the middle, becoming so worried, so anxious, so ambitious ― why create such despair?


Nothingness to nothingness is the whole journey.


✴ ✴ ✴


That's it for now,



Love,

Tess

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I would've bit him... Just sayin'


By now, we've all seen countless replays of Kanye West's unfortunate outburst, at Taylor Swifts expense, this past Sunday on the VMA's. Ms. Swift handled it graciously, the backlash Kanye is receiving is well deserved, and he has since apologized. Hopefully, everyone can move on.

I couldn't help but wonder though ~ Can you imagine if Kanye had done something like this to Robward! (Russell Brand still trying to make up).


The man wouldn't have made it off the stage, let alone the building! Mess with the TWI, you get the HARD (whatever that means).

Yep. It was a good thing Kanye chose to mess with just one petite blonde... because they're a bitch en masse.



Love,
Tess


Monday, September 14, 2009

It's All About Me

Me and my shadow



To any intentional or accidental visitors,


As you know, this blog is called Tess. Considering that all but two of my previous blog posts have been about Robert Pattinson, I felt this was perhaps a bit misleading. I even toyed with the idea of changing it﹣But to what? All of the good Rob blog (try saying that 5x fast) names are taken, so why bother. I thought it best to warn you though, I've had a lot on my mind lately... which means I'll be doing a little 'random blogging' here and there... Lucky you.


So in short, I'm apologizing in advance to anyone who is here because they've googled; Shirtless Rob, my future in-laws, Tess Eureka (who the fuck is this anyway?), and to everyone else who finds themselves confused, offended, mislead, or bored to death in a future post.



That's it for now...



Love,

Tess

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Mama Mia!

Thanks to these fun manips, and Wikipedia, I now know far more about ABBA than is probably necessary. It's been fascinating. Now I'm full of even more shit useless trivia!


Blame 'Bennifer' for the celebrity-couple name combining madness? Nope, think again. ABBA = Anni-Frid, Benny, Björn, and Agnetha. Thanks guys.


Wow! You're Björn Again!


Hetsig Jaklar!! Forget all the other names I have for you. From now on you're my little baked potato.


Two words Strawberry & Shortcake


ABRAcadabra!!


*Stamps foot* I wanna be a doll too!



I better stop before this post becomes my Waterloo.




Love,
Tess