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  • Jul. 9th, 2009 at 8:49 PM

I just had the length of my hair halved because I was starting to feel like some pantat mak nenek with the long tresses and now I think I can still let go of more. I feel like my hair just grew 2cm in 2 days. (With this I seriously have no idea what I'm imagining myself as.) Gotta hit the salon again in the near future.

Had a short yet fun outing with Ada today. After awhile we got hungry and saw the Food Fiesta thing at Taka. It was meant to be. So I had Broaster Chicken with cheese and mushroom. The chicken is really really fab. Boneless chicken meat fried to perfection on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside, well-marinated all around. Heavenly. I skipped breakfast and it still filled me up and it's only $3.50. =) Eat it while it's hot! Oh Adlin, I finally had Udders Ice-Cream, without you oops. next time we go together yea? I still wanna try other flavours. For durian lovers, the durian ice-cream lived up to its name but the durian taste was so overpowering that I settled for Hazelnut instead. Very chocolatey with bits of chocolate wafers in it and it was made even better by the cute guy who gave huge servings. At $5.50 (or was it $6.50?), my cone cost more than my chicken but urm, it made me happy.

So I'm skipping dinner tonight for the first time in weeks. It's motivated by the fact that I weighed more than I usually do at the medical checkup yesterday. I swear I had like a minute-long asthma attack after stepping off the scale. Too much, cannot take it. Thankfully I went for the medcheck with Ad and Crystal or I would never have made it to the health center. NTU lacks signboards for direction and all those flight of stairs and the "alleys" that seem to lead to nowhere... Please do offer help if you were to spot me looking clueless despite a map in my hand on the first day of school. Thank you.

In 12 hours time, I'll be panting and perspiring on the treadmill. Yesss. Qid, you have permission to whip my ass like a cow if I slack. I'm currently battling insecurites with my figure (despite some people insisting it's all in my head urgh) and I don't understand how girls who are bigger and fatter than me can be thick-skinned enough to strut around in much more revealing clothes. There's a line between confidence and looking cheap. It's definitely so tak cute.

I'm still not over Michael Jackson's death. It's just too sad.

Black or White

  • Jul. 1st, 2009 at 9:40 PM

I realise I fall sick like once every 2 months. I suck. It's already July and I'm suddenly not looking forward to school. Maybe it's just the FOCs which in my opinion, based on the handouts, doesn't seem that appealing. And HSS, although HSS, somehow didn't manage to promote and write with conviction. =/ Maybe I'm expecting too much, but why shouldn't I? It's Uni.

Since young I've always known that I will end up in a university. Anything otherwise would just be...very wrong... not my life. While this may sound rather blah to some, I'm sure there's way more than just a handful of people who feel the same way as me. Last night I had a nightmare. It is still rather disturbing. Just like how Michael Jackson is dead. I still can't believe he's dead. It's probably the first time I feel truly sad that a celebrity is dead. I know his last years were rather screwed up and made into a joke and although I myself have been guilty of calling one of my ex-bf  a Michael Jackson terbakar (which is not really a bad thing), he is still Michael Jackson. What is wrong with you. I think those who don't know how amazing MJ is are simply deprived people and if you talk about music like you know music but you don't value MJ's talent, then you suck and know shit about music so shut up and stop being so wtf just because your parents didn't introduce him during your childhood. Michael Jackson is the GOD of Pop. Okay sorry abit carried away there.

So anyway I dreamt that it was the first day of school, and each of us has to pass a short quiz consisting of 3 multiple choice questions on sociologists. I got all 3 of them wrong and as a result, got kicked out! I started panicking and then panicked even more when I realised that the offer from nus no longer stands as well because the acceptance date is well beyond over like duh. It just felt too horrible. Omg. No wonder I was sick when I woke up. So I only attended to one lesson today and had to miss my pay. Angry. I live for paydays.

Another thing that's driving me crazy today (since yesterday actually) is that I still can't find a goddamn decent pair of low-heeled oxford shoes anywhere over the internet, in singapore. Somebody, please? I need it in black, white, or any other non-bright colour. No suedes and no high heels because my backbone nak pecah. Find me the perfect one and I'll pay you 10% comission. ;) Or else I'll be forced to get my 9th pair of CnK in 6months.

And I'm suddenly craving for FishandCo.
Why can't my restaurant just expand quickly?
Adlin, I still need the mushroom.


Jun. 10th, 2009

  • 10:17 PM

I just got back home. Tired yet excited. It must be all the red-ness. At the same time, I feel rather stressed out. So many things are happening within the next 3-4months. So many errands to run for now. Even my X-Men notebook can't keep up with this. I need like a hugeass godzilla checklist.

And I don't mean to sound like a whatever, but I actually wish that Hari Raya is pushed way back. It's just too soon and with so much changes to adjust to, I'm more of dreading it?

And I just realised that I don't really like kids (12 and below) that much. Except for cute babies. And those who behave like angels. Ahh actually it's more of like I can't stand people with a body too oversized for their immature brains. Okay in simpler words, not acting their age. Yes. That's it.

When I grow up, I'll make sure I don't have brats.

May. 31st, 2009

  • 9:44 AM

The last time I checked my To-Do List for Sunday, which was around 11plus PM last night, it was empty. So I slept late, blasting all Adam Lambert's studio versions into my ears. And then this morning, at exactly 8am, a hundred phone calls came in. What's up with these people and their 8am man. Don't give me surprise phone calls in the morning unless
a) you're calling from The University of Oxford
b) you're my boyfriend (none that I officially know of)
c) you're a handsome boy who wants to be my boyfriend
d) you're one of my BGFs (Best GirlFriends)
e) you want to give me a million dollars
f) someone died/ is dying


So now, from having nothing to do, I suddenly have to run around here and there and the shittiest part is I'm not being given a car. As you can see, I'm determined to sit here infront of the comp for as long as possible because I refuse to get my black momma's ass out of my home! Argh KNNCCB PKMBT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

By the way, it was actually 3 phone calls, but still!

All those faces

  • May. 30th, 2009 at 1:05 AM


Need.To.Cut.My.Long.Hair.SOON.
and maybe a new colour too.

Where have you been all along?

  • May. 27th, 2009 at 11:52 PM

Today, I fell for a guy whom I have never met before. Is it even possible? I fell for him because of his writings. He's an ordinary person, just like me and you... Except, of course, he's the first person who has ever truly impressed and touched me with the way he writes, the things he writes about. It's one I've been hoping to find since god knows when. Not that I'm  an excellent writer with high expectations. Just... personal preference.

He's one hell of a gifted writer. For him to be able to write all those, I think he is a gift on his own. I don't know why I'm so drawn. I've never considered "Excellent Writer" as a must-have for an ideal guy but damn! I FEEL HIM.

Now, whoever said I don't give credit when it's due?

On a totally different note, see you all in NTU!
See NUS, who told you to send me a letter of offer at such last minute. Hahah kidding okay, kidding. I know I'm not a highly sought-after model student (but who gives a damn about model students anyways).

Spawn of Setan

  • May. 24th, 2009 at 8:51 PM

And so, I'm not burnt. Coz me and qid hit the gym Friday morn and not the stadium, while Ad went swimming. Either way, I feel so much better now. Hahah. Went to AJ and met Syafs for a while, had lunch at Galilee and ice-cream at Pizza Hut. I know what you're thinking, but the girls gotta eat! After walking around, we were damn shagged and got hot drinks at macs but not before doing some really retarded things with Adlin's hair. It was so... hilariously sewel that the staff had to suppressed their laughter upon seeing her. Pics will be posted by Qiddy, I hope. Lol.

We all know there's no force more powerful than my change of hormones. So yesterday was my first "having it" day, it was about 5pm, and I had not eaten anything all day except for 2 measly slices of bread at 8am. Unstable and hungry, I simply couldn't hide it from the not-so-innocent boy who had a 1.5hr appointment with me. Hahah. Thank God he's a real cool dude. Met Ad afterwards and headed to Clarke Quay. Ahaha. Couldn't resist it so I had to take out my wallet. My wardrobe and jewellery box is on the verge of exploding, serious. After which we just sat by the river, drinking and chatting away. Kind of relaxing. Haha. I think we'll just die of exhaustion if we have upbeat days everyday.

Body aching all over, I immediately fell asleep when I got home. And had a dream which I believe was like brought over from one of the conversation topics I had with Ad by the river. It's the kind of dreams I dread. Mixture of past and present. When I woke up this morning, I was so tempted to do something I have not done in a very long time. Of course I ended up not doing it.  I kind of had this battle going on in my head. Of all the things I've done and said. I'm sorry for being harsh and I'm not sorry because it's not my fault. However I had to do and say whatever I did to get to the point where I am now. Time passes, things change. The past will always catch up with me every once in a while, it stings, it doesn't kill. I have to face reality. I have to let go and look forward and still believe no matter how much my faith is lacking. It's abit too complex for me to put forth in words. All I can say is that life is too short for us to be consumed by the feeling of being down in the dumpsters. =)