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Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Rouge was cancelled on Halloween. Instead, we just decided to chill out. But unfortunately,
I had a fight with Regan and impulsively deleted all the pictures in my phone so i have to now wait for him to pass me the pictures for the night.

Meanwhile, the pictures that i managed to salvage are pictures in the morning where i accompanied my brother to the Job fair @ Suntec City. After which we walked a tiresome 1 hour to the esplanade, just up and down the many overpriced and yucky quality food places found there.

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Amazingly, we still could camera whore but after a while, we decided it was just too painful and we could almost hear the gastric juices squirting in our poor stomach. After a 'nothing great' meal, we sat outside of Harry's to wait for Regan to arrive. We then proceeded for a game of billiards and pools in Selegie. I sucked. I sucked too bad. I think it is time to start practising.

My brother left shortly after to go to An's open house. And me and Regan battled with the thought of watching a movie. Almost got the opportunity to watch Ashton Kutcher in The Guardian when we ditched those plans to meet Rajesh and 'Ah Kai'. (I keep forgetting his name bt let's just put this as his Ah Beng name. But he is not lar. It's just his hair.) We went to Paulaner's to catch the Man U match. *sigh. Rajesh came up with the crazy thought of going Kbox. So we decided, what the heck?

p.s: I didn't know i could sound so good even with beer.hehe. tak tahu malu.

All in all, it was a fun night. Before the fight, that is. Something i do not wish to go into details about. But oh well. Maybe i will someday. Till then, see ya.

Before i forget, a very late Slamat Hari Raya to all Muslims who have succeeded in fasting during Ramadhan. Who am i kidding, even those who haven't.

Eat your fill of Kuih Makmurs, Kueh Tarts and F&N Grape.

Enjoy.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Sometimes i just wish i could pour out how i really feel about everything.

Sometimes i wish i did not care so much.Sometimes i wish that u didn't mean so much to me. But with everything that we went through for now, i feel more and more about you. This obstacle, this mistake caused so much pain and destruction that never again would any of us doubt or go through it again. It's just too much. I wish we could rewind it to innocent and happy sleepovers and Ribena.
I dun know why i always feel more obligated to feel more for the other than myself. I think that is why they are so pissed with me. Maybe sometimes, yes, it causes people to step all over me but i can't be all high and mighty with you. Because you know me. And i know you. And i'm happy. But does it really matter? Because are they happy that i am happy? Or are they going to insist that i am going to be happier? And how do they know? I know they care. Everybody cares but advices are advices and if it not taken, it does not mean it is not appreciated. But then again, i am just a stupid little sister. What do i know?

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Happy Deeparaya!

I guess that is appropriate because i do celebrate both. Eventhough the meaning have differed since last year. It used to be about money, now it is about family, i guess. It doesn't help that Indian families think that i am of age to get married so they won't give me any cash. Bleagh.

Been incredibly busy now. And now i am truly broke because if you look closely at my wishlist, you would realise that the Samsung phone is already cancelled out and now, i am contented.

Tots, ask Bib or Nys or Hani for my new number, as my previous card is with Hani and all your numbers are there.

Ipod= check

Samsung D900= check

All the effort during the holidays paid off. Yeah!

The house have been modified a lil bit and i just need to wait for a week before i can actually shift and start shopping for home decorations.

First target: Pure white silk/satin/cotton bedsheets with comforters, complete with little unncessary pillows.

School have started which has me smiling a lot because schooling beats working anytime. And because i know i have been doing a good job by not procratinating and repeating last years' mistakes. My schooling hours are pretty short and i am thinking of getting a job in school which pays little but well, at least i have something to do, ya know? And it ends at 6 anyways. Still pondering.

Me and Regan? We went through a lil bit of a rough patch but all's going well. A little weird, a little hurt but oh well, nobody said it was going to be all rosy. Integrating two individuals means misunderstandings sometimes. I just hope we get strong enough so that we won't feel like letting go whenever anything tends to cock up because i believe that this thing we have is worth it.

Anyways, i dun know what i am feeling now, i am just doing stuff so that i won't have time to dwell on things and make me magnify these unnessary thoughts till it affects my smile. All thoughts and emotions are being penned down in the form of poetry which only me and me can read and feel. It helps, you know?

This weekend's blazing: Coco Latte Halloween Party

CJ Chalet

Rouge Halloween Party

Still dun know where to go now. I dun wanna go out for both days. Oh well, we'll see but rest assured, pictures will be posted up as soon as i shift and get my internet reconnected.

Till then, see ya.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

My room is empty. I am currently sleeping on the mattress with sparse furniture here and there just waiting to be shipped to the new house. I feel like i am living in a bangla worker's house. Apparently, we cannot move out quite yet because the previous owners left the house in a complete mess. They left a spoiled refrigerator in the kitchen which stinked up the whole kitchen. The air conditioner in my brother's room and the master bedroom are also spoiled. Plus, my parents decided to come up with unnecessary renovations like new cabinets, new flooring for the kitchen and new doors because my dad just insisted on getting doors which are round at the top which i find totally useless. All the necessary things like toilet renovations and air conditioning are already done. Which means we could actually move out but due to useless things, we can't move out yet.

Ok, in Tan Ban Seng class now doing Computer Applications. I volunteered to be the module rep just so i would be motivated to come to class on time. Strategies, strategies. So, i ditched my plan to sleep early yesterday and decided to go out.

Went to town with my brother. How long has it been siah since i went to town. Golly. Went there to shop for shoes but turned out, i bought a dress and a bag which i am regretting now. Oh well. After which we headed to play pool. Ditto for this. It has been a long time since i played pool especially with the tots! Time went pass quickly and before we knew it, we were joined by my baby. Went to eat @ Crazy Elephant. Note to myself: Always read the fine prints before getting pasta to ensure that it is either tomato based or carbonara based because olive oil sucked ass. Bleagh. Had a few beers which got me giggling and feeling all giddy with 'like'. After which we headed down to Home to support some band which is a friend of a friend. Sorry, did not quite like it. Too draggy when i was feeling happy. Also got into a heated discussion about cheating. And i refuse to budge. I still feel cheating is disrespectful and i would never do it because i know i would never forgive the other person should he cheat on me.And i dun like being not respected. Whatever lah. I am too lazy to get into details and start talking about it again. But cheating sucks.

Oh well. All i know is that, i find myself lucky that i found someone who agrees with me. I am up for open relationships as long as the other person makes it clear to me what type of relationship they want to try to achieve. And stick to it. That's it. And i like you, baby. That i know.

Bleagh. Just found out that my next class is cancelled. For a moment, i got pissed then i realised,'That's poly life for ya!' So off to home for me. Maybe i'll catch my parents in time to view how the renovations are going on. *fingers crossed.

I got to go. see ya.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

I think i need to have a say about this topic, stereotyping.

I am so sick and tired of people just lumping all the experiences they have with certain people and just simply come to a simple conclusion, 'They are all like that.' And i for one, just fucking refuse to fall under the same category. I refuse to think that all guys are after pussy and not at all about what's inside. Because that is not true. I know a lot of guys i have met who would much rather talk to girls rather than just head for a goal. Sure, if u give a fish a worm, they would gobble it up. So, dun potray urself as cheap and it's fine. My mum always tell me, 'It's not about what i wear, it's about how i wear it'. So it doesn't matter if u are all covered because if u talk cheap, u are. Personally, i like revealing tops. And even if guys look, not one have really dared to come up to me with a cheap pick up line. Because i dun act it. U wanna get in my pants? Fuck off. Then again, i would never tell myself to lose faith in guys just because of a few assholes like these. Then how the fuck am i ever gonna get a husband who i can trust? The cynic in me would sometimes rear its ugly head out but i refuse to conform to these people who just cannot trust their partner because they know that 'they are all like that'. Bullshit.

Because nice guys or girls might be mean to some people and bad girls or guys are nice to some people. Girls, who are viewed as party girls might be a domestic goddess to their spouse. Guys who are jerks to some girls might be stuttering lovesick bunnies to others. So when they say,
' All (insert word here) are (insert word here)'. I say, you met the whole world ah? To know all the people in the world? Even the word generally cannot be used in stereotyping because what if some nice unlucky person is categorised in the same group as the frowned upon? It's not bloody fair.

I have been stereotyped too many times that i have grown used to it and just wait for the ones who are worth it to step up.

'That girl, party animal sia, confirm can pakai,' then get pissed off because he didn't get to pop any. Standard.From 'Her face like want to kena slap sia, fucking irritating high-and-mighty-face' to,'Zuuul! when do u wanna catch up?'

I have felt how it felt so much that i do not want to think like that about other people. Maybe this is a mistake, i dun know, but i still have faith in people. Yes, i still have faith in 'happilly ever afters', 'good guy in disguise', 'good girl in disguise', honesty and trust.

Call me naive, call me young. I'd rather be that than jaded and old.

You know what's the most irritating part? People say it with so much confidence as if there would be no point to argue because they just refuse to believe tat people are not so bad. One good example, my brother confidently said,'All girls can be bought'. I am sure many can but not all. I am bloody sure of that. Eventhough i use this mantra whenever i am pissed off with guys, even 'All guys are jerks' is very unfair and not true. Though it feels so good to be saying it, i know it ain't exactly true. 'All pious people are extremists'. Nonsense. The best stereotyping is the lack of faith of love actually existing in couples. I am sure most are actually lacking the real meaning of love but how the hell are u so confident that these two actually dun love each other. And why must their love fit ur description of love?

I dun know. Just not a fan of confident, stereotyping people. And ranting about how the world just cannot be tailored to fit my ideal place to live where negativity are micro-sized compared to the positive energy. Ahh... the world would be my utopia.

No, i am not busy, just very lazy.

So school's started. I can't wait for school to actually begin properly. Like classes and tutorials and stuff. So far, i had POA and Effective Oral Communication. I wanna start studying.

But i should really get my sleeping schedule sorted out. Because yesterday i slept at 12 and i woke up a zombie and late for class. By half an hour. For a person like me, i need a minimum of 9 hours sleep to ensure me bouncing with energy for the day.

Ok, i will share a secret with you guys. Every month, i would have this niggling feeling that i am pregnant. You know which part is the funniest? Even when i am not having sex.
Due to this, close friends have to bear with my paranoia every month. After a while, they malas want to layan me already.
So this month once again, i thought i was pregnant eventhough i was still not late yet keeping in mind that my period's irregular. And i thought that i would go and buy a pregnancy kit after school today when my period came during break. I have to stop thinking that i am pregnant.
Maybe part of me actually wants one. *sigh. But then again, i am 18! bleagh.

I'll just make do with my baby niece for now.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Ipod nano---> check.

Next target, samsung D900. The one on the left.

3.0 mp camera.
Bluetooth connectivity
Flawless spring mechanism
Slimmest slide phone 12.9 mm

Fucking expensive too bleagh.

Close my eyes and buy. Jimmy Choos nothing. Samsung D900, here i come.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

I MISS MY TOTS!! Sat nak kuar? PLEASE??

k, k, here are photos from JB with my flat hair.

Firstly, a look at how bad my hair was.

Nyeahaha.

My brother never want to lose out. Duh!

WTF??!??

Whatever lah Khalid.

OI! Pain lah u stupid auntie!

After they waited for 5 hours, say awwww... we decided that we better feed our poor stomachs.

So off we go and find a place to eat...malaysia style!

Because Malaysia boleh, anything also can..

Allow me to digress but Malaysia's MacDonald's milkshake beats Singapore's hands down. It's so fucking yummy, i tell u. And so sweet, ants practically crawled in my mouth.

er..not really la..but u get the point.

I will never understand guys.

Oh well, no pain no gain.

Scrumptious looking huh?

It does not taste as good as it looks.

We had a competition on who could make the ugliest face. I vote for my baby. U?

After walking through City Square, sitting for 5 hours and eating and smoking like pigs, we went back home, shagged but thoroughly happy.

*sigh. Fucking tired. Baby, close ur mouth. Tee hee.

K, now, i am fucking tired so i am gonna go and sleep. It's not even 11 yet but oh well.

Wait, not before a pic of me.

See ya, bitches!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Okay, i need to come up with a plan. I need to make sure that i can have enough time this week and enough money to sustain me for what i wanna buy.

So, i have decided to do all the thinking of what is supposed to be done, what i want to be done and what i really really need to be done and when. Also, i need to come up with a savings plan so that i can comfortably go out whenever i want and know that i can buy something if i really really want it and not just wait for the money to come by like a mirage. I have decided to save and i am not going to be guilty of it too. Whenever i go out, esp my brother, he makes it sound as though i'm scrooge. Not that i mind spending on him but sometimes, i really am saving up and more often than not, i feel guilty for not wanting to split with the money. I say, fuck that. It's my time, my money and my life.

Lately also, i have been pretty much depressed. About my weight. See, when someone's putting on weight, there are different ways of approaching different people, there are those who gets driven by criticsm, some by support, yadaa yadaa. See, these past two weeks, i have been getting so much criticsm about my fucking weight that i just stop being me. I start being insecure, i start thinking that i am not as fly as i think. But i also realise one thing, i tend to feel so 'heck care', i just start eating again, but discreetly, without anyone knowing and then i beat myself because of it. Even if it is just a slice of bread. Everyday i wake up, i think i am not worth it just because of my weight. Yes, i know, people just say it to motivate you, so that u dun stop till you reach the objective. I realise, it ain't working for me. So, i thought to myself, fuck it. And i started eating normal again. It has helped though that once you start eating healthier, your body do not take in rubbish as well as it did anymore. There's a limit where u know u just can't take it. Once i started to eat normal, i feel myself being much more energised (read: less lazy to work out), my dark circles became less obvious and i get an addictive drive to move, get moving. Dancing.
Ahhh.. the pleasures of dancing. And then i start to see a difference, a difference i wanted to see when i was dieting. Plus, support helps, if u want me to lose more weight, encourage me, dun bring me down. I am not like that. Even with my academics. Unless u wanna see me plummet into self-pity and curled up with a gigantic tub of Ben& Jerry's on my laps and chocolate stains on my lips, bawling my eyes out, please refrain from saying, 'Fucking fat sia u'. Even when u see an improvement. This is directed to people close to me. My family, you-know-who.

I say fuck it because i am gonna do this my way and all the fat insults can come kiss me on my bootylicious spanklicios,curvaceous ass. Because i am fucking sizzling and no one can argue with me otherwise unless u are like a Victoria's secret model or an Armani male model or something.
;-)

On another note, i need to catch my time too. Right now, there are many things i wanna do but i dun know when.
1) I totally need to pack up my stuff.
2)A day out like, real shopping with the girls.
3)Come up with an exercise time table, starting Monday.
4) Get ready my school stuff.

Easier typed than done.

Right now, i have vowed to myself not to waste money on cab anymore. And ciggarettes. *sigh. I think i wasted like almost 50 bucks because of two days taking cab to work. Yishun to Harbour Front plus peak hour plus ERP plus traffic jam. NO MORE!

Ok, if you guys haven't heard, Harbour Front has a new shopping centre. VIVO city. It rocks my fucking boat. I need the girls to go there. It's some serious shit. The forever21 and the FashionCity ought to be my favourites. I wannnnnnna goooooo!!

Anyway, time to get my ass moving now. And not stop till i am all done.
Ciao bella.

Rouge

A picture says a thousand words. Since i am a lazy bugger and it seems like a pain to type that many words. Here are pictures!

@ Rouge & MOS

And then the story begins...

Now, Clyde, that's just scary. U look like the Devil!

I have no clue why i keep pouting

As usual, after a while, i started making what i call my 'grinding' kakis. If i was a guy, i would totally score with the girls, i would be so good, my cupboard would spill with condoms, THAT's how confident i will be. Back to the subject, got acquainted with this girl.

She likes me, she really likes me.

And Melvin took it from there while i snuggle with my baby.

RED ALERT!

Mixing of drinks harms the brain

Oh well, everyone in the world are almost brain-dead anyway.

Me: Before u start dancing, you should first smell yourself to remind yourself

if u wore deodorant or not.

Her: You mean, like this? MMM..*drops dead.

Too stinky.

Bwuahahaha...nolah, we were getting our freak on. SO not glamour sia.

ME SEE PODIUM! ME WANT DANCE ON PODIUM!

Hey look, i ain't exactly the most photogenic person when dancing k.

Grind with me...Relax ur mind..lalalala

Ewwwww

I am talking about my face.Oh well.

And the booooze takes effect..

WARNING! Alvin's wife not allowed to see this.

We'll use this to get free beers from him.

Blackmailing rocks!

When everyone hangs loose, what do i do? Shiok sendiri arh!!!

And Melvin gets back to work.

GGAAAAAAANNBEEEEEEEEEIIIII!!!

*nice bracelet.*ahem

HE IS THE DEVIL!!!

HE'S TELLING ALVIN, MARRYING IS A MISTAKE!

WHACK HIM!!!!

Err...guys? I think we better get out of here. he's angry,reeeally angry.

Before that, let me introdce u to the close up shot of the groom-to-be.

Or, may i add, a terribly drunk groom-to-be.

Hope u have a happy wedded life and a kick ass hangover tomorrow.

That's it for now, folks. More photos coming up. So stay tuned.

Monday, October 9, 2006

The weekend was fucking awesome.

Sure, Friday was work. After which, me and Regan headed home, (funny how his house is often being referred to home..hmmm..;-)) After multiple cuddles and multiple whatever-you-wish, we reluctantly got out asses out of the house in favour of celebrating Alvin's bachelor night. Now, i believe bachelor nights are called bachelor nights for a reason. I am no bachelor. Felt a lil scared of entering that zone but Regan insisted i am as much of a guy than they are which could mean either i am very manly OR his friends are gay. I would like to choose the latter.

So, we headed out to Rouge where we have already made reservations earlier. Regan insisted that the place would have a lot of aunties because that was what happened the last time he patronized the place. Ermm... I think he went during a line dancing competition or something.pfft. Where got auntie in Rouge??? So, John Millano or something was on. I thought,'Great, live band,bleagh.'. I am very particular about bands in clubs. I like the one @ One Nite Stand, Insomnia. That's it. But I was pleasantly suprised. I like them, (it could be because i knew the lyrics of the songs they were playing) Hiphop came on during breaks and as usual, that's where u can find me on the podium. Upon a second inspection of the photos that i am gonna upload soon, i look damn fat! I swear, i didn't know! Oh well, fat or not, i just wanted to boogie and shimmy.

After that we went to MOS. (First time entering, nothing great waaaaat.Then again, i just went to the main arena) This was where Regan and Alvin got drunk, where Melvin persistently pursued this lawyer girl who did not want to tell him that she was 10 years younger than him for fear of bursting his bubble. Eh, why cannot? 9-10 years difference cannot meh? Hmph!

Then being the doting girlfriend that i am, i had to take care of my drunk baby. (fine!he was sick also lah) so cannot blame him.
Ok ok, this is a funny thing that happened,k, maybe not so funny. I took a cup of plain water from McDonald's without a lid on for him to drink which he didn't (duh! Drunk people would not drink plain water but they reallllyyyy should.Trust me, i should know), so in the cab, i put the cup in between my leg, and my handphone and wallet on my lap. (I was tipsy too, ok). The cab swerved and PLOP!, my phone went in the cup. SO, it is now in a coma, the keypad's not working. So people, please msg me, even if i dun reply, just msg me. Time for a new phone!Like, seriously!
We both woke up with a hangover. Wait, i woke up with a headache, he woke up with a major hangover. Can anyone say DUH?

Went back home on Sat and cleaned the house a lil. Sunday was a shopping spree.
I am stupid, i could have gotten anything i wanted that day but i was lazy. LAZY?Plus, suddenly Bugis Village sucked ass that day.
Went to Geylang too. Finally got a Baju Kebaya. So the colour for this year is RED.

I got to buy a phone.
K, Regan thinks i am loafing. What the hell, so many things i doing, he think i loafing.
So i got to go now. 3 more days and i am off from this office!
First to Bata, then to school.

Sunday, October 8, 2006

Okay, i know i haven't blogged for awhile.

I've been so fucking busy that everytime i wanna blog, i get so god damn tired! Even work now seems so hectic with only a week left for me to finish up all the work here. Plus all the hustle and bustle of moving and starting of school.

And also, i keep asking for my pics from Regan but he just wouldn't give me. I'll ask him again. I drank 2 cups of coffee today but it doesn't seem to help me so i guess i just have to settle with propping my eyelids up with toothpicks. Now, where did i put those emergency toothpicks?

Anyway, i'll blog when i get the pics because i am in the office now and i am too lazy and too busy to blog more. Maybe in the afternoon. See ya!

Friday, October 6, 2006

I got shitloads of pictures coming this way so stay tuned till my internet's up and about again.

My family is now fucking ecstatic because they are finally debt-free which means.... SHOPPING!
Woots! I fucking cannot wait.

Wednesday, October 4, 2006

There's this new guy in my office who just joined tis company recently and he asked for my number. Dun worry,. he's not cute.

But that's not the point. It got Regan's feathers to ruffle up quite a bit and i dun know why i keep blushing whenever i think about it. Because it is nice to be cared for so much till your partner feel protective over you. And it is even nicer when he tries to pretend as if his reaction is nothing to be so excited about. As if it did not mean shit. And that's the best part. What's the difference in his protectiveness?
It is almost innocent, like a child protecting its toy so that other kids cannot even touch it.

I dun know how he does it but i manage to like him more and more everday and it's almost half a year we are together.
And everyday, i learn new things about everything. I am not one for gushing, which was why i dun really post out my feelings for him in many entries. And furthermore, i wouldn't want him to think that i am the kinda girl who feels about everything(which i do) and lives on castles i build in the air. (which i dun).

Because i am practical. I am. But with my feelings for him growing everyday, sometimes, i get emotional too. And i dun wanna be the kinda girl who talks about how beautiful it is to be involved with someone so great almost everyday. Eventhough i am feeling it.

Honestly, i am also not very expressive except to my dear ones. So i'll keep my expressions of the contents found within my fragile heart with my dear ones. And when i actually write about it, it must mean i will burst in ecstasy if i dun express it. Because i am proud. Proud that i am with someone honest, naggy, irritating, retarded and someone who calls me monkey for not apparent reason.
And i am proud that he is mine.

Ok, i reaaally got to go now. I am starting to sound like..ugh...a girl!

Sorry bout the pics delay. My internet really out and i cannot steal other people's wireless already so i might have to wait. Damn!

Anyway, nothing much is happening now except for the hustle and bustle of moving.
Bought this peacock like ear-rings. I find it quite nice but Regan says it looks alive and he flung it with that stupid 'petrified' face.

Anyway, i am outz. 9 more days to go.
Fi's and Sha's bdaes are coming. Hmm....girls?

Tuesday, October 3, 2006

Now, it has dawned upon me that i seem to be too busy to show the people who matters to me how much i care about them. Please do not think that i am too busy with my life to even care about you guys anymore.
I do, because this care bloomed from admiration to protectiveness when people take advantage of your flaws to the gooey and happy feeling when you happen to get a great guy. A friendship which grew from a hi to a call at night when u feel fucked up and the other person dun mind listening. You guys are where i run to, other than the boyfriend to remember that life is great and we can take all the challenges flung at us with a laugh. From happy feelings to drowning our sorrows downing tequilas.

Bib, Hani, Fi, Sha, Nya and Shyanne. This is for you guys. Because if this world had no guys, i would marry all of you.
And Sha and Shyanne, where the hell are you guys??

Monday, October 2, 2006

I know many of us, girls, have to deal with our boyfriends sometimes caught ogling at hollywood actresses, cooing about how gorgeous they are and us girls also thinking, 'damn,i wish i looked like her'. You can. Seriously. WIth a whole lot of gunk on your face and a nice dress, anyone can. Eventhough some actresses really were born with natural beauty, leading to the 'ohhs and ahhs' from us, there are some that are disappointing. The kinda disappointment where you have a one night stand with a hot chick and find her without makeup the next day and have a hell of a shock, leading you to grab your belongings and run far far away. Or when you meet a chick with racks to boot and put all your effort in just to bring her home but when you unhook her bra, you find longans instead of watermelons(ahh, the magic of the wonderbra).

I was having a discusssion about the ratings of how hot the cast of Desperate Housewives were with a guy friend of mine in poly.
So we agreed,
1) Gabrielle
2) Bree
3)Teri Hatcher (forgot her name in the show)
4)we dun really care what's after this.

Then he added that the ratings would totally reverse itself if we talk about them without makeup. I was like, nah, eva has natural beauty. He stopped walking, in the middle of the school's auditorium, turned to face me and said, 'You must be kidding me'. I said,'Yah, i saw her on this live interview and she had no makeup on and she still looked great'. And he said,'Eh, Goondu, that must be her wearing about 10 layers already sia!'. I still did not believe him. So he did not talk to me the whole time we smoked. Idiot.

Hell yeah, i was soo wrong.

(Some of you might have seen it but hey, it doesn't hurt to see it again. K, maybe it does but oh well.)

Eva.

With and Without

Holy shit. Now we know that if she can be the cause for guys' (and some girls') wet dreams, then we girls can make the guys swim in theirs.
Ripoff.

Also, we want to do makeup just like how it was done on J lo, Angelina Jolie. But take away their stylists and what do you get? Wrong foundation, 'mama' colours all over the place. Dun believe me? Trust me, i was shocked too.

After and Waaaaaay before.

Beyonce siaaaa!
Dun mind me, with a office that blocks most websites, i am only stuck with celebrity gossips, and this was too good to ignore.
Aite, gotta go now.
Now, stop crying cause we dun look like them. Celebrate. *cackle.

Sunday, October 1, 2006

Went to Jb yesterday. Photos up later.

Oh gosh, the house is almost barren now. All packed up.. almost.
I am so freaking tired right now, i'll never stay up late if i have work the next day ever again.

Today, i went to work late. Had to go make a u turn back to my home to get my wallet. How dumb is that? Bleagh.
I have been eating so much, it is not even funny. Now with my hair all rebonded and flat for the next 3 days or so, i just really realised how much weight i put on. SO, off to the gym and dance routine again. Which is all good since i am getting lazier and lazier.

Now, the hard part, to get my ass to actually do it. Bleagh. Both me and Regan have both been putting on weight, man. That just sucks.

I am so fucking tired, i just feel like having one day to just sleep in. But since a day to myself is now a luxury, i'll just postpone it and just have a fucking early night tonight. Or tomorrow.

To tell you the truth, i have no idea what to blog about but i need to chase this sleepiness away.
Ooh, got myself a new pair of spectacles, turned out, the whole time i was using degrees which are higher for my left eye.No wonder it is always tired. Stupid optometrist. How can he take it so lightly and say that it is okay to wear it? It's not like wearing a brown skirt if you dun have a black one, buster. We are talking about the windows of my soul here. Stupid apek.

Turned out, i had to pay much more than what i expected for my rebonding because i took the Loreal package or something like that, i think it costs like $250 here in singapore which is much more than what i paid in JB.

I can't fucking wait to move and go to Ikea to decorate my new room. My brother's such a dreamer. He said that he wanted to get a mini bar and a fridge in his room, (yeah, it is kinda big.), and i was thinking,there is already a bar in the living room where we can store all the vodkas and whisky in the world, complete with their own respective shotglasses. A shotglass made for tequila only, one for gin/whisky, one for 'colourful' shots like kamikaze, you name it. There was even one for Mexican tequila but we threw that away because it was ugly and Mexican tequila sucks. Not just that, we have a fridge in the kitchen which always has nothing inside, then why in the hell does he want those. Plus, he has a sister he can order around to get it for him if he is lazy. There you go! What more can you ask for? Waste so much money for whaaat?

But seriously, i cannot wait for school to start. The studying, the relaxed environment.Nat, Jonna, CJ, the somking corner, Naked Fish restaurant. So much free time, i dun even know what to do with it. Regular trips to Tampines, ah, let the 18 arrive as soon as possible. I love being a student. And an 18 year old one at that. Gosh, i love youth. And i sure as hell love being a girl. I need to do more shopping before school starts, man. New garbs for a new sem. I am so blardie excited yaar.

Tell me one hidden shopping paradise here in singapore can? i wanna find these kinda places but i dun know where!