xoxo,

PUP-4-SALE

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:55:06 GMT

<333 someone in my dad's dept is looking for an owner for this pup. Anyway 3 papers down, 6 more to go. Why was Econs so tough? Do I look like I work at MAS?

♥

tomita hiroyuki <333

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 08:39:21 GMT

I'm tired sleepy running around with no answers in my head SAVE ME FROM A LVLS lifesux2dmax

My phone just got confiscated so refrain from sending me pornographic text messages because it is in the hands of the VP.

♥

ha ha

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 12:34:40 GMT

The reunion I waited a lifetime for

2years2years2years2years2years2yearsbyecrookedteeth2years2years2years2years2years

♥

HOWDY

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 10:45:39 GMT

WAZZAPPP. I need to post something to dispell the common belief that I have contracted a kind of chronic disease and am slowly withering away into nothingness. Well the only disease I've contracted is this :

For the closer ones, no formal introduction is needed- this one has robbed me of my BFF, BF, GF, F and probably daughter status. I understand if I am not formally recognized as any really because I really deserve it. So that sums up the past 7 months quite accurately (my posts started diminishing in frequency since mid-nov) and now onto the more exciting news- I've been sick for one week! And OCIP with the class over the weekend, yada yada yada... I really have nothing to write about. Just reassuring you people that I'm still alive and kicking, the wrong things sometimes but nonetheless alive.

And I vaguely remember ending off with something about braces which, I have to proudly announce, is scheduled for this Thursday (Yes, I have a proper appointment) FINALLY. I kept delaying because the thought of being a metal mouth really irked me but alas, my teeth are on the brink of falling out if I don't artificially create space for them to live.

SO KEEP ME IN YOUR PRAYERS KIDS. I promise I will continue being the evil bitch that everyone likes to imagine I am.

♥

-

Thu, 06 Dec 2007 04:56:51 GMT

Hi, I haven't died yet.

Leaving for Macau tomorrow, getting wisdoms out on the 17th and 26th. Braces soon. Kill me.

What am I getting myself into.

♥

Beautiful stranger

Mon, 19 Nov 2007 14:19:53 GMT

I fell sick today and had every intention to make everyone around me and myself included feel sorry for well, me. However I was given a very rude awakening by my tutor who turned up uninvited; the memo that I was sick casually slipped his phd mind which stores the ten million mathematical formulae he does magic tricks with every week. He proceeded with the execution of part 2 of his master plan to spin me into an A student; pep talk one year in advance. So much for making everyone feel sorry for me.

***

I was supposed to meet up with JJ last Friday but it being a virgin outing, I never knew his clock runs half an hour late on a permanent basis. Ended up meeting Jocelyn and Siwei instead and I swear, Jocelyn was the one who wanted the photos. I obliged since she was being such a whore about it.

SIWEI, JOCE, ME

Left Jess Alba (Jocelyn; she claims she wakes up to that reflection in the mirror every morning but I think she's on drugs), Siwei and JJ for Wine Bar with sis, Hafiz and Zhang. Hopped over to Phuture for my kind of short while which lasts 3 hours.

***

Shan wanted me to teach her how to bake(the whole world has been asking me to do that lately, I really should start charging by the recipe) but we abandoned those plans for the Zouk Flea which kinda sucked. Alas dear readers, you get to finally see the highly-anticipated pretty girl Jocelyn Ong!

PRETTY RIGHT! I thought so too. I almost feel guilty, she's so proud of our friendship she has this photo as her dp on msn. Almost. Now let's rewind to Sunday proper.

ZOUK- BATHROOM

Adjourned to Great World city where Miss Ong (MO) abandoned her classmates for us. Stole Starbucks to Coffee Bean where Shan and I were just warming up to MO after her disappearing act citing Alevels as an excuse, not exactly the most convincing after she tells me she should have repeated first year instead.

I think she lost her appetite after she met us and feelings of inferiority set in. Shan and I ordered the salmon caeser: Here's an empty plate for our scraps; Jocelyn there's your food!.

MO refused to eat.

I don't think you guys understand why we are like that to MO, she did something that undervalued our friendship and it's not like we intentionally decided to be mean to her.

MO was being weird; she told us that XX is a closet flirt, not like her. Yes, I think she called herself a flirt and needless to say, Shan and I burst out laughing till we cried: Flirt with who?!

We blended in well with the safari chicks

MO thinks it's cute to make out with the village chief.

Okay, I failed. Like I said, I'm not as pretty as MO.

Aww kiss and make up

We were tired bums after running round GWC chasing Shan's bff, Anna, and since we already had our caffeine fix we gave the coffee house a miss. More salmon, we proceeded to stone outside Taka.

The joke: I went braless in town. Serious.

My fav babeh

AND NOW! I am at a lost for words. I think the virus is setting in.

♥

STEP ASIDE STEPFORD

Mon, 12 Nov 2007 16:36:10 GMT

Hello people, SOPH(or PHIE, apparently) is back! But sadly, that isn't what the photos are about. The pictures depict a rather impulsive decision to leave(not sneak out of) the house in the middle of the night to meet Shan and her younger sister (she's 14) for our midnight rendezvous at ChinaOne. Let me reiterate that her younger sister is 14.

But before that hocus pocus junkshit, Shan and I let our stepford sides take over grocery shopping at Carrefour and babysitting our younger siblings who imo, make a very good match: My brother's young(very, infantile almost in fact), healthy(with a voracious sexual appetite), and cultured(reads widely, doesn't matter if its more focused towards magazines like ModifiedMag and whatever perversed articles he can tear out from MensHealth).

BABY SITTERS

STEP ASIDE STEPFORD

WTB MILF

Okay, not exactly the most eligible bachelor.

RAFFLES THE PLAZA- BATHROOM

MY FAVOURITE GEISHA

EN ROUTE CHINAONE

PAPARAZZO

Initially Desmond told us that we could waltz in because they opened bottles, how I couldn't figure out because we had a 14 year old baby in tow. Forget it, we walked in the door only to be stopped by the bouncer who decided to card us. JingYi(Shan's sister)'s face turned white as a sheet and she squeezed her sister's hand so tightly you could feel the fear. Never mind, I handed my IC to the bouncer first and on the second impulsive decision for the night, slipped my EZ link card to her sister from the back. He held it for a moment or two, how he couldn't make the connection isdk especially since he just checked my IC. What a fantastic system, I say hire more senior citizens!

14YO BABE

SNEAKY SNEAKY

yuck

Desmond- the "best friend".

Shan likes to exploit my other self when I'm drunk

MR. BARTENDOO

A body shot would be quite hot

LTR- Desmond, Shan, me, ADRIAN.

The night wrapped up with me stumbling round Cheers at the corner of Victoria and Stamford while Shan and JY went back to the hotel. Seriously it sucks to be me because when I reached home, the front gate was padlocked. So on top of trying to minimise the noise level(which I wasn't that successful in because everytime I took a step up the gate it made a fucking loud noise), I had to make sure the neighbours wouldn't notice a scantily clad teen scaling a gate in the middle of the night and call the police. Oh and I was almost drunk, fantastic!

But wait! No no foolish ones, it doesn't end there. After making it past the gate, I was close to tears when I tried to open the sliding door and realised it was locked. Again. So I had to sleep in the living room with make up left for too long, stinking with alcohol and cigarette smoke till Yati woke up.

Tomorrow I shall go shopping with my mummaye. NTD. Night darlings.

♥

BOYS WHO CARRY PORTAGE BAGS ARE HOT

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 05:52:16 GMT

I was such a loser. I left them at 9.30pm because I was sleepy. -.-
Jo, Toi and Chris and I met up yesterday after what seemed like 10 million years. Okay that's only applicable for Chris, I used to meet Jo and Toi everyday when we were working to the extent that we were starting to get on each other's nerves.

Kenneth was supposed to take Shan and me out for a spin in his car, but he failed his driving test. SKFNFGNFNKN FANTAZTIK.
KC: We were so looking forward to being the first asses in your ride but you broke our hearts. <3 you no more!

Sneaky sneaky

HAHA. I like this photo.

The lighting was lellow

MTC. Be patient dear ones, be patient.

Remember my ASOS parcel? It fucking got lost in the mail. Jo and I are on the verge of losing SGD100.00. So much for registered mail.

Oh, and I just made a revelation today. BOYS WHO CARRY PORTAGE BAGS ARE HOT.

♥ ♥ ♥

Three isn't a crowd if the third party is male

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 09:44:48 GMT

Shan and I spent yesterday night quite fulfillingly just walking the length of orchard, missed KC because he's busying studying for sup papers. I need more nights like these- heart-to-heart talk about aik, friendships and other relationships- rather than the usual clubbing only to wake up with the realisation that I'd just wasted the night and the following day nursing a hangover.

I had a dysfunctional eye so I refused to open my eyes in most of the photos, Shan has some blackmail-worth photos of me tho. OH WELL, I never said I was pretty like Jocelyn.

We could keep trying but things will never change

I eat proper food unlike Shan who decided to have her clam chowder for dinner and annoy me by taking 200 photos of us sitting at Coffee Bean.

PAC PLAZA BATHROOM

This pose is so step ASOS

MY WEIRD EYE

Oh look ma! I'm worthy of Twohill's friendship now

HAHA. I wasn't digging my ass, thanks.

Eyey made a surprise visit today with the kids. We took a walk to the park.

Shan, you like my daddy? He wears shirts and berms.

Today is my second day off from work and I'm at a lost of what to do. Oh, Kent just called me out for a celebration of our 6 year friendship tho. HMM. I might just go, I've no alternative plans and I'm free as a peacock. WHAT SHOULD I DO WORLD.

Yea, what the hell should I do.

♥

Dancing is the vertical expression of a horizontal desire

Tue, 06 Nov 2007 13:22:39 GMT

It was down to doing this at work- listening to songs on my Neon and writing down the lyrics on whatever scraps of paper I could get my hands on. It brings back good and solid memories from Thailand where we occupied ourselves with decoding songs because we had nothing better to do in the afternoons after the kids ended school and dinner duties hadn't yet begun. Most nights we sneaked over to each other's house to play card games, write journals about how enriching each day was or listen to 10 year olds entertain us with Thai songs in the village hut. I miss them.

It's interesting how children who grow up living simple lives are so welcoming and have so much to offer while children who grow up immersed in all the materialistic wants money can buy turn out to be the most selfish and undeserving characters on earth. If I could chose between living like them in Thailand or like me in Singapore I'd chose their lifestyle any day because all we really need to survive are three things: food, shelter and sex- all of which I believe they have as well.

Talking about sex, I was just reading an article in the Company the other day titled The eight questions you should ask yourself before you hop into bed with him. It says that a male's toso should be exactly the same or 3 or 4 inches longer than yours so he won't end up crushing your boobs with his shoulders or banging your chin with his head. QI. So Toi, is this true? ;)
It also says whether or not both partners are in sync on the dance floor decides how they will be in bed. Apparently, dancing is the vertical expression of a horizontal desire. So does it mean people who like to dance like to have sex?

I like to dance. Hmm.

♥

Fall baby, fall.

Sun, 04 Nov 2007 18:08:08 GMT

I would treasure relationships more if people weren't so fucking superficial and insincere. Getting to know someone is actually a real honour; for them to open up to you and let you know them for who they are is not a right that everyone deserves. Well having said that, the honour doesn't extend to self-centred people who want the whole world to know how this affects them or that is how they feel when no one really asked because then, the relationship isn't something sacred anymore since the whole fucking world knows how you think.

***

Plush was fun only because Laura had a table and opened bottles. If it was just Shan/me or any couples/threesomes for that matter trying to have some decent fun (how paradoxical) drinking and dancing, you will be disappointed unless you are a strain or a distant relative of the golden monkey.

I wasn't in the mood for photos but Shan insisted and placed the camera on self-timer and let it shoot away. I didn't smile much. And I was pretty stoned by the time we entered because I had to chug down the small bottle of absolute.

I'll be a different person when dawn breaks

I have an imaginary friend

Top right; birthday girl Laura. She's drunk, you can tell.

Party people

Irritation aside, these photos made me laugh because in my drunken state I looked so fucking serious. Shan was envious of me because I snagged it in one frame while she forced me to take 10 shots of her till she could finally get one she liked.

AND I SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST

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HAHAHAHAHA FUCK. Ok stop laughing. I actually made her promise me she won't show anyone these photos, but it's all in good nature.

OKAY KIDS! I hope you had as much fun as I did.

♥

Cut ties with all the lies

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 07:40:20 GMT

We were invited to preview T3 this morning at the airport. It opens to the public officially on the 12th of this month, check it out if you're bored bc they have a Cancer fund raiser on that day. YEA.

TEST 123- fake luggage

depart from my life

empty spaces for a drunk Jojo to roam about

Yes, you are.

Pa the nice dood had this idea for my balcony upstairs but I don't quite agree with it because huge ass water features like this just take up space. BUT WHO CARES I'M GONNA HAVE A PLACE TO STONE WITH THE COMPANY + MUSIC + BEVERAGES I LOVE FOC YAY

FAT FACE

HEIDI

PLAYING WITH WATER

Baggage retrieval

zozo

SOME FOOD FROM CRYS JADE DIMSUM

I LIKE

Pretty lil surprise, Genfu at the airport. Haven't met her in 10 kazillion gazillion mazillion years.

I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE CANDY SHOP

NOTE TAKING TIME: Janelle likes these best.

I have a farm under my roof

They like gummies too :O

Plush later, not really up for it because my cramps fucking hurt but if I don't Shan will scream like an emomomo and kick up a huge fuss that I played her out. ):

I think I'm going to sleep, sleeping cures everything.

+ HELLO WHERE'S MY ASOS PARCEL. It's been due 3 days now. I'll cry if it gets lost in the mail and I think Jo will too. ZMG ALL THE WAY FROM UK YOU SMELLY CHEE... Ken.

EDIT: just because everyone loves themselves a little too much

MARCH:

Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize (LOL). Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. ~~Musically talented.~~ Loves special things. Moody.

Surprisingly it seems to have some truth to it (or I'd like to think it does), seeing as to how I'm supposed to be a Science student and ignore shit like this. I read FEBRUARY for Sarah and Spendthrift totally jumped out at me haha.

JANUARY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.

FEBRUARY:
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.

MARCH:
Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.

APRIL:
Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.

MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.

JUNE:
Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.

JULY:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.

AUGUST:
Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.

SEPTEMBER:
Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.

OCTOBER:
Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.

NOVEMBER:
Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.

DECEMBER:
Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.

sweetheart, bitterheart
now i can't tell you apart

♥

It's not the things you say; it's the things you don't.

Tue, 30 Oct 2007 03:28:00 GMT

This is a plea to everyone on my msn list- Please nudge me if you are online because I need to break the monotony of work. And no Jo, this is not the type of routine I favour!

***

A would-you-rather question:

Would you rather marry someone who loves you more but he's not everything you've ever wanted, or whom you love more and he's everything you want?

Because as we all know, all relationships are never 50-50.

♥

Hello-ween(er)

Sun, 28 Oct 2007 13:58:32 GMT

Halloween was supposed to be spent at the Night Safari with Jo but when we found out the tram rides cost SGD 45.00 we backed out because that amount would've done better contributing to our online shopping fund. So plans changed, it was Zouk with Shan the slut and KC! Shan that ccb told us that Narene had invites so we could just waltz in pass the queue in normal clothes, turns out there was a micommunication and we had to dress up in costumes. -.-

Last minute rushes, it was Saturday afternoon when Shan informed me and I was lazy to rush down to some costume shop to rent one for 60 bucks so I just dug a cheerleading outfit from the cupboard (HAHA) while Shan and Narene stole theirs from Haji lane. Shan was a Russian prostitute and KC was still outfit-less so off to fep for last minute costume changes!

Costume shopping- KC and the devil horns which cost 60 bucks.

So after walking round&round and finding costumes suited more for bedroom fantasies than Halloween, we sat down to bitch about someone's PDA at Island Creamery. I got bored after awhile because the convo was mainly Shan questioning KC.

We attempted to take a bus down to Grand Copthorne to change into our outfits (bc its not like we would change in fep and walk to the cab stand, or around even) but ended up cabbing instead.

The group who came as parking attendants ttlly stole the show, fully equipped with water bottles, parking tickets and umbrellas HAHA. Check out the parking offence.

The guy at the door was kinda strict with costumes; supposedly those who dressed up could get in free but there were those who rented $60 costumes and yet had to pay cover while I, HAHA, got in free with my lame ass free costume from the cupboard.

So after settling all that, crossed over for KC to withdraw money. And what a cb he is on the dance floor! He wanted to dance with some girl but the girl was surrounded by a geek (seriously) so Shan and I sacrificed ourselves (and our hot dance partners) to steal the nerd away so KC could get to the girl but he was such a loser and didnt make his move so our efforts were all in vain. Good job Kenneth.

It was about this time when we headed to the bar for a break that Shan was being a slut around an attached cowboy. He shot himself with his gun while waiting for his drunk girlfriend because Shan was causing him such distress bouncing on his lap while he was half wasted.

Second break

Shan had a field day taking photos with the Bananas in Pyjamas, Scream dude, the Pope, vampires, trannys, etc., while I was just stoning around with Kenneth.

We were having too much fun to realise that the club closed. So 4am and we trudged out feeling sad and dejected. We were discussing clubs and joking about Cheekys being like a mosque in the cab so KC pointed in the driver's direction and said There this one insect here! and I got so angry at him because I thought he was making a racist joke referring to the Indian cab driver. Actually, there really was an insect on the driver's head rest. HAHA.

It wasn't really a sleepover because technically by the time we went to sleep, it was time to wake up. And Shan sucks in bed because she steals the blanket and leaves you (even tho its your bed) in one corner hugging a bolster to sleep while she wraps herself like a cacoon with her ass in your face.

And here is a short vid taken by Shan because we were bored at the queue. In chronological order: Janelle, Narene, Wilson, Laura, random people. ENJOY SLUTS.

Oh fuck, and I have work tomorrow. YUCK

♥

HOME EC

Mon, 22 Oct 2007 16:31:42 GMT

INGREDIENTS:

In a large bowl, beat butter, sugar, eggs and vanilla till light and fluffy

... Mix in the chocolate chips and caramel bits

Bake for 10-12 minutes in the preheated oven, or until just set

CAMWHORE WHILE WAITING

Cool slightly on cookie sheets before transferring to wire racks to cool completely

I baked the Frozen Honey Praline Cheesecake today actually but it's still setting in the freezer. These were done for my grandaunt a few days ago; my parents decided they should give her something since they haven't visited for awhile and well what better way to do it than to exploit their daughter's post-exam freedom!

♥ ♥ ♥

Post-exam stress

Sun, 21 Oct 2007 07:36:53 GMT

The past few weeks have been pretty much a mind-blowing rollercoaster of emotions:

- disappointed with myself for not putting in more effort for the exams but fucking delirious with joy bc they were over
- annoyed that I lost my phone again but grateful that I passed promos
- lost bc with the sudden leap in amount of free time I realised I have nothing to do and no real goals in Life; still waiting for the next but.

***

My mama and I were at NTUC doing groceries when Sarahrah called, rather spontaneous decision to meet up so REAL unfortunate there's no camera. That ccb gets to drive a Lexus and she's not satisfied; she wants her mum's Mazda sports. ZZZ gnd thnks
SOUU we went round Siglap running errands: getting specs, looking for Johnson's baby cologne, buying headbands for sleep; all the while trying to hide from people bc we looked quite haggard-ish. Aft that we had nothing to do so we drove to town to shop.

Might I just add that Sarah dear has plenty of road rage; she likes to swear at taxi drivers and give intimidating stares to old aunties in hope that they will give way to a driver under probation.

Sadly it's to much failure. Alas, her mama called for a meet-up so I split in between her waxing appt at Strip and her mama's arrival.

Met Jo and Clement at Grapevine at 10pm since we were all bored people. Jo and I entertained ourselves with more Would you rather... questions and interviewing Clement. We concluded that he likes short and fat girls. [PS: Grapevine has QTs. <3]

***

So after sleeping at 2-ish, I woke up at 6.30am to walk the KPE. HAHA yes I kno zzz/-.-/wth but it wasn't that bad seriously.

Mac's down the road

Boarded the bus and I was bored so...

The night before at Grapevine's

This made his day

I was left alone to my own antics after he discovered he had my mama's handphone

Ok and this was such a kua-kua moment. The bus passed by the Padang and I saw people in red running competitively so I thought woa maybe it's not that bad, I turned around.

MORE LIKE VISITING OLD FOLKS' HOME PLS.
I realised that was a seperate race. -.-

Them ministers

Since I joined them on short notice, they didn't have a shirt for me so I had to wear the CJ O2 shirt to blend in. Candid shots by dad, I think he likes me more.

Closed eyes are in

HAPPY KIDS

Al-Qaeda would have a field day

Left the camera with my dad while Luke and I walked ahead. This is what he took.

He zoomed in on her hair, idk why.

Ladeee I can see your camel-toe

The bus dropped us at Potong Pasir and we drove back from there. Luke and I were too lazy to accompany them for lunch.

Logged on and received an email that the ASOS shipment has arrived. YAY. Payment for shipping is a bitch tho.

Caraven keeps pestering me to attend class, I hate them. The exams just fucking ended, CHILL.

♥

Third time's a charm

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 15:32:01 GMT

They say third time's a charm. How fucking charming is it to lose your phone for the third time? I think I'm past feeling annoyed/disappointed/any-emotion-accompanying-a-lost-device. It just is.

Well. 3 phones in 6 months. What a fanfuckingtastic way to mark the end of the exams.

***

Due to personal reasons, this blog will be temporarily closed. NO MORE STALKING/IMITATING ME.
Miss me kids; xoxo

PS: Sarah's coming back for the weekend. And I just cut my hair.

♥

the sun still sleeps

Thu, 11 Oct 2007 08:00:58 GMT

I'm hauled up in my room with all the shades drawn and a killing headache. I just arugued with the almighty woman of the house (who can never be faulted despite illogical argument) and putting down my anger in words won't do myself any justice.

*deep breath*

Chill.

Well that almost justifies playing hooky this morning.

Met Toi in the audi toilet and we decided to take the day off. Didn't have anywhere to go so we crashed Jo's house at 8 in the morning when she was still dozing and I think we pissed her off turning up uninvited.
Toi the smart ass said her house number was 38 and the street ended at 36 so we thought her house vanished and ended up roaming around Hillside drive asking random residents for directions. When she realised her number was 30 instead of 38 we called her house and her sister told us she wasn't in so we were like Fuck maybe Jo went to school! but after a few calls here and there, we were lounging in her living room watching Blue's clues on Playhouse.

That was quite the morning adventure, I could get used to it.

I'm extremely happy that the weekends are coming, not that I have anything in particular to do but the thought of attending school just for attendance sake kills me. And the J2s have since graduated so there's no one left to people watch. It's quite repulsive to EC the J1 boys because they act like primary ones in comparison. ZZZ

And I guess the worse thing you can do is act like it's your fault because to say that is giving too much credit to you

I start my stint with Modern Age tomorrow, just for 3 days tho; Fri through Sun with 2 night shows + 1 afternoon show. $8/hour is not bad, no? According to Soph the industry runs at $7/hour so let me pick my nose and dream about my mcdreamy & k-rock who speaks like a gentleman

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Love is a doing word

Tue, 09 Oct 2007 11:34:29 GMT

I'd like to take the time to say that if you think you are talking to me on msn but the email address does not start with the letters S-L-E-E-P, then I regret to inform you that it's not me you're communicating with and just some sorry ass who likes to live in my shoes and ride on my coolness. Whoever said imitation is the best form of flattery is pretty stupid because to me it just seems like a potential case of blackmail.

SO, TO ALL YOU CHIKO PEKS WHO THINK I AM HAVING CYBER SEX WITH YOU!

I am not. Sorry to burst your fantasy.

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Jo and I were supposed to catch Sicko initially but since they were only screening it at GV's PS at 6+ instead of the Grand Cathay (<3 x 100000) or even Lido, we figured insane! We won't last 4 hours in town after ending school at 2pm! Well it turns out we smart chickens stayed till 5.30pm shopping and talking about nonsense like the correlation between the thickness of eye brows and pubic hair.

Trudged home with heavy feet and an even heavier head because I have a throbbing migraine. All I want to do is curl up in a ball under my comforter and SLEEEEP

booboo i'm so bored why do the people you don't want to talk to bug you 24/7 but the people you want to talk to so badly don't ever approach you

♥

Did you come here to buy me flawas?

Sun, 07 Oct 2007 14:16:15 GMT

Best way to nurse a hangover; lazying around on a rainy Sunday afternoon listening to emo songs that almost make you too sad. Yes, altho I complain to Jo that her songs are always so emo, it's nice to indulge and sympathize with yourself for such a sorry life that you live. I need some meaning in life, something to live for...

OK CHILLAX kiddos that was too emo but it is true I practically have nothing to live for.

Backtracking, Friday was shopping with Jo and Toi then Chuck&Larry with Jo while Toi ran off to meet hers. My Nikon is down again because some smart ass placed my lappy on top of the Nikon which is like one tenth the size of it. ZZZ so that explains the lack of photos.

Joz babeh and me at cine; Chuck&Larry!

As you can see in the upper right photo, my hair is kinda flat and out of shape. I need a cut! Or maybe it's just an excuse to visit the super hot stylist at HV's Next <3

See this is what happens when you decide to wear heels at 167- your head gets cut off

We then proceeded to place the camera by the bridge at Clarke Quay and acted like tourists while the real tourist (an old caucasian lady) stood there and graciously waited 10 seconds for the self-timer mode to go off

Ok a happier shot

Her height makes for a good arm rest

Happy kids

More photos coming! Gotta wait for zaocaimao to upload them.

I really think I saw VonDutch (aka the weird ass who decided I was his) at MOS stoning on the dance floor in shades. Hmm I wonder why he had to hide behind the shades when he claims he's so friggin handsome zmg men like these should evaporate

*POOF*

Okay I'm just going to add whatever happened today (ie. Monday) because I'm lazy to enter a whole new entry. Took early leave at 10am again to catch theNannyDiaries at Cine with Jo, Nat, Andrew and QH. WAA and QH was so nice; I wanted to get popcorn and he offered to get it for me instead. Not only that, he paid for it! HAHA odd ball. Somehow he didn't want to accept my moolahs, but who's complaining.

Dinner at some chinese restaurant to celebrate grandaunt's birthday. CAME HOME TO ANTM and now I'm going to KO/OK NIGHT KIDDOZ

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I THINK

Sat, 06 Oct 2007 18:52:23 GMT

It wasn't that bad. I guess, save for a few blisters (4 to be exact, 2 on the balls of my friggin feet- how to dance?!), a busted nail and a really average crowd. I FEEL LIKE SLEEPING. ZZZ ok I'll upload the photos sometime later.

Where did all my SAF boys disappear to. ):

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baby talk

Fri, 05 Oct 2007 18:29:35 GMT

Just when I thought people were getting married and giving birth at a later age, I find out that a girl from KC's 89 batch just gave birth. Maybe I'm slow, but if I remember correctly she was pretty damn smart. Triple science student, yada yada yada. Ok I don't know much about her, but is it really worth it?

It's true she can get back to studies after giving birth but I seriously doubt it'll ever be the same. Having to juggle studies and waking up at 3am to feed an annoying baby crying it's lungs out, I reckon that ain't no easy feat.

I always thought being a young mum would have been kinda fun but when you come down to it, I think I would sink into major depression because everyone is enjoying their youth while I'm stuck at home trying to figure out formula and how to talk some sense into a baby.

I think I'll be a terrible mum, heaven forbid any child who ends up mine. HAHA well, too bad, life just dealt you a bad hand.

Ok anyway, disgusting exams are finally over. Met Jojo and Toi for some after-promos spree, but perhaps the crowds didn't do it justice because online shopping felt so much better. And we, Jojo and I, the losers FINALLY caught chuck and larry which was not too bad. Slacked around fep while waiting for her dad to pick us up.

Blogging sucks when you don't have a life like me, feel like abandoning this journal. ZZZ TIRED TIRED GOING TO MALFUNCTION

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hello you again

Sat, 22 Sep 2007 06:26:23 GMT

Everyone's updating about not studying, I don't think I should add to that depressive mood.

So anyway! ModernAge just booked me for 2 of their shows, one at Paragon and the other at Centrepoint. YAY. Spare cash, (insert Jo's tone) yum yum yum.

Talked to Sarah after ten million years, she's having fun aplenty in Queens (integrating very well, I must say ha). The Starbucks nights, sleep overs, late nights, Mcdelivery mornings, doing things in her room that nobody should ever know about- that's how everyone should be living.

As I've said before, it's always better to have one best friend than a clique of friends which you don't even really know. But there's no harm having one best friend and a few really good friends, as long as they're not in the same group.

On that note, get well soon Jo! Tofu has been sick forever, like 1 week sick then 2 days well then 10 weeks sick. HAHA. She needs popcorn to take care of her.

I don't care about my results, as long as I pass. Then again, that's everyone's aim. After promos, I'll buy my BettyCrocker vintage Cooky book and bakebakebake. :)

PS: I miss my McDreamy.

♥

HEY BOY YOU KNOW YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY

Fri, 14 Sep 2007 17:08:27 GMT

I am so d e a d .

Jo and I left school at 10am today, me with the intention of meeting Miss JocelynOng to study at 11am but I ended up meeting Shan at 4pm while pretty MissOng arrived at 6pm. Well, what's new. ( And yes I wondered too, how can one study with Miss Loudmouth ie. Shan around but apparently, it's possible! :O )

But that's not really the point. OMG. THIS IS-

Work count: SIX questions from CJ 2006 Math Promos, which I did at least twice before.

Good job.

I look like a mo-mok but I was actually studying

The wrath of a (cam)whore

She kept whining about getting gladiator sandals and since I was coincidently looking for a pair, we headed to Paragon's Novo! Our tastes are strangly getting more similar, I just found out we have the same pair of shorts from Wetseal. How sweet! She's adoring me more and more each day.

Well about this time, sexy MissOng decided to show up to crash our private affair. Headed to fep to walk around, ended up getting a pretty white top from Black Clover. :D

Unfortunately all couldnt stay long, the bathroom was our last destination. Sorry there are no photos of MissOng, she was busy with some business in the bathroom cubicle.

Conjoined twins

Changed and split

...

Because it's my mama's birthday today! Managed to surprise her with Tiramisu that I sneakily whipped up the night before with the help of ingredients from Dad + coffee from Yati. Used Bailey's IrishCream as a mixer with strong black coffee, ttlly tdf. <3

Dinner was at RafflesTC's Cellar & Humidor. Real rustic decor, very warm and homely ambience with sweet old songs in the background. Only managed to get one extremely miserable shot because it's embarrassing to take photos in the presence of stuck up guests and floormangers who stare you down like hawks. I think they call it dining etiquette.

HAHA sorry, I tried.

Supposed to follow my mama down to the NATAS Travel Fair to book tickets for year end but I hardly started on the pile of tuition homework I have which is due at 5pm tomorrow, so I guess it's a no-go for me. ):

I can't believe I haven't fucking started on Promo rev; my JCT rev was 10x better than this, a friggin' whole month before the exams! AHHH.

And Ling just had to call me and ask if I wanted to go to Zouk/Cafe del Mar tomorrow. kxnfldhfo PROMOS LAH thnks

♥

I don't love you like I did yesterday

Sun, 09 Sep 2007 15:00:55 GMT

Sunday; time for the week's round up + that which marks the end of the miserable one week school break.

VERY uneventful break, fulfilled shit. I hate that I don't give two hoots about promos. Somehow it's not sinking in that I could get kicked out, instead I've been very much interested in:

1. a few websites (CAUTION: forever21.com, wetseal.com, abercrombiekids.com ie. SPREEEES!)
2.1 dessert cookbook (I accomplished NewYorkCheescake, hell yea mama)
3. strutting around the house in my underwear because its so much cooler (but I soon realised there were construction workers scaling up/down the scaffolding outside my room)
4. everything unrelated to studying

So that is what I've accomplished during the hols, good job.

Met up with Shan the Slut on Wed after 10 gazillion years, Phuture for us, Owen, Wilson and her rugby mates. Unfortunately one of the girls couldn't get in so they headed to Cheekys which, according to Shan's friend Narene, was like a mosque that day.

Okay now on to the more boring part which you can omit and I'll understandingly forgive you. Shit, I should just post this behind a cut. O but I'm lazy, too bad.

Why do some people insist on acting like they're imperative organs of your life; if you cut them off, you'll die. GEEZ. Could you get more self-centred! Okay I can't elaborate, need to put on some clothes bc I just realised the shades aren't drawn. :O

WHY WHY WHY.

PS: I know this sounds lame and stupid, but does anyone have the song Fonk Me by Shaka Ponk? HAHA.

I'm serious.

edit:

the song is so cock! nobody should listen to it, its noise. Really.

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