Monday, March 29, 2004

lon-man-alton towers-man-lon
i'm dead tired.

yeah:arsenal has played 30 matches without losing!

Thursday, March 25, 2004

i'm @ home.
called in sick today, but said that i would just be late and most likely still go into work.
the lady in charge was nice, said i didnt have to go if i don't feel well.
i was just a little heavy-headed & had a hoarse voice from last night's soccer night out.
SCREAMED my lungs out with joy when Arsenal scored.
now i regret doing that.
eeps! no lozanges too!!!
i just moved more shit out in the morning, and my medicine box was one of it.

pun of the week: the gunners are now facing the blues.....
this was said by zhenz, my soccer+pub buddy when chelsea scored first. heh.
weather for tomorrow: sunny. temp high of 7degrees, low of 1 degrees.
this is shit.
its freaking end of march.
i won 10pounds in lotto.
why not more.
anyway...watched the arsenal vs chelsea match just now.
damn exciting ah.....
and had this drunk irish guy ask me:"can i sleep with you tonight?"

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

oh and i forgot to mention:

i sooooo love the bags by Orla Kiely right...and then when i went to work yesterday, i saw their office just directly opp of my design studio! my heart skipped a beat and i was like "wahhhhhhhhh".
today i asked a girl in the office if they know anyone from there and she said:"the owner hates us, he sees us as competitors. but they have sample sales! leave us ur contact number and we'll call you when there's one."
that made my day.
yesterdays pinking shears event left me with a strained muscle in my right wrist.... sounds obscene in a way but hey!
gals cant get a strained muscle that way. =P
anyway... today was cold cold cold!
had sun then rain, then sun, then hail, then sun and then rain again.
was commenting it to ppl and they all said:"welcome to england!"
stupid english weather.
did nothing much today but yet i am sooooo tired still.
all i did was putting together the sample booklet, got sent to colorcopy stuff, continue to paint color ways and then got sent to the post office to mail letters.
i am sounding like the office girl now.
at least i dont make them coffee/tea! they do it for me.

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

everyday i walk home and i spot the bmw z4 parked on my excitement anymore and on the other street there's a lotus elise. ( i think its ugly)
today, after a tiring first day of work placement, doing color ways in paint and cutting fabric samples with a stupid pinking shears...was half dead upon reaching home. but my eyes caught something gleaming right outside my flat: a silver Cayenne!
since when my neighbourhood so posh one?
ok. i am brain-dead>typing nonsense.

Monday, March 22, 2004

watching "travelling into trouble" on tv, which talks about british students who take a gap year and travel into far regions. along the way, they catch all sorts of parasites, wounds and eeyyurk stuff.
this guy just talked about how he went to venezuela and while in the shower.... discovered he had thumb size tick feeding off him! it was leeched on his testicle.


Sunday, March 21, 2004

Starsky & Hutch is a very nice movie!!!
and the girls in there are SOOOOoooo hot hot hot!
think my guy friends almost had a nose bleed.

Saturday, March 20, 2004

i am so Freaking ANGRY with Myself.
seething in anger.
i am fed up of spending my friday infront of my lappy and Not packing my stuff.
got my new hat on, my new set of lingerie from candice on.... and i am heading out to the Tate.
yes, alone.
and i will have fun.

Friday, March 19, 2004

room's filled with piles and piles of i dunno what.
was going thru stuff to throw or keep when i came upon this entry i wrote last year in little notebook.
going to blog it, tear the page out and *poof* it's gone.
i hope.

"Why do i get so emotionally attached to things/people? especially those that i know i shouldnt get close to. Already told myself i would get hurt & yet i still went ahead with things. Maybe i'm just lying to myself that i can take the hurt, or maybe i presume that after everything, nothing else can hurt my anymore?
Stupid girl. Really stupid girl.
Thought that having him around would be more fun....but now, the awkwardness is around again. Maybe it's my imagination, or maybe it was never anything.
Just me, being stupid."
packing: how can i have so much shit????

Thursday, March 18, 2004

went to buy a lucky dip (lotto) today and the guy asked:"how old are you?"
i'm 23. way over age.
he:"good luck, and take it as a compliment!"
yeah yeah....
quiz time: guess what i did for my time waster of the night.
spent an hour on it and my arms are aching and all weak.
going back to it... it had better be worth it.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

a totally "i' dunno why i'm typing this when i should be rushing to school" entry.
somtimes i REALLY wish i was a guy.
that's all.
before i sleep....
what is the ultimate flatmate from hell?
living in london, i've heard and read about the worst people ever that good people just somehow end up sharing a flat with.
take for example:

pennapa's new flatmate brings her bf back all the time. nvm abt that and we wont speculate what goes on in the bedroom.
this new flatmate helps herself to pennapa's food. enough to make you go huh! yet?
latest news> as at 12.45am, the flatmate's bf is staying over again, and his watching Porn on pennapa's tv in the kitchen!!
all ready for a kill now?

it's her birthday on thursday.
i wonder if such a book of "how to cast vodoos spell on your flatmate+her bf" exists.
figure it would be a purrrfect present.
hiak hiak.
think i have got weird ways of killing time.
last night it was games.
tonight, its soya bean milk.
stood in the kitchen for 3 freaking hours, blending, squeezing the damn pulp through a muslin cloth, then bringing it to boil with constant stirring.
it's drinkable and many times better than those you get in these ang moh supermarkets.
now i'm all nuah and bleary eyed.
wash up and hit the bed i guess......
i am suppose to pack to move out this weekend.
did a test and i'm a Random Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLDf), described as:

The Wild Rose:Colorful, but unpicked.
Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man.
Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love.
Then you make him bleed.
Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.
You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing.
You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan.
Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable.
For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue.
You're very selective. The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to.
You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.

"You're never truly single as long as you have yourself."

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

i just spent 4 hours of my life trying to complete this shitassgood game.
don't try it unless you really have Lots of time to kill & have the Dying intention to feel fustrated.
time for bed now.

47 for 14 is way toooo much!

Monday, March 15, 2004

'I think what a lot of us are looking for is someone who we can be with in the long term,
someone who we can take care of and who can take care of us when we need to be.'

so. what do you guys really want?
go amuse yourself.
i officially woke up at 3pm.
have already spent an hour on the net clearing mails blah blah blah.
then i just got news that Woke me up big time.
Man city trashed Man utd 4-1.
this IS time for smirking.
heh heh.

now. just what should i do....
watch the Liverpool game?
la la la

Sunday, March 14, 2004

after months of hunting, trying, tugging and whining about one,
i finally bought myself a hat!
hee hee.
so happy!
though the price kinda made me go green for a while.
i shall try not to think about it anymore.

can be worn this way...

or all floppy down too

Saturday, March 13, 2004

Friday, March 12, 2004

it's approaching the 3rd week of march.
yet i still get snow tonight.
where is spring!!
i eat frozen yogurt + drink hot darjeeling tea and i dip my french fries into my Mcdonalds icecream cone if i have one.

slept from 9pm - 1pm.
didnt even touch my lappy last night.
some mighty sleeping bug i caught.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

not that i am expecting anything in the mail but if you people do decide to send me stuff,
please note my change of address.
yes, i'm moving again.
yes, i shouldnt put it on a public blog...
but what Can possibly happen?
anyway, here it is.

sorry. addy has been removed....
just in case i DO get a stalker.
email me if you want my addy.
heee. i'm smirking like a nutcase now!
havent felt this jubilant in a long time!

last 3 minutes of extra time was crazy scramble.
man utd is out of the champions league final, first time in 8 years.
sorry to man u fans hor.
man utd vs porto: 1-0 @ halftime.
would have been 2-0 but it was offside>> was screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo when the 2nd ball went it.
porto porto, please score!!!!

all this while i'm trying to do work.

Monday, March 08, 2004

read ST to clear my cloudy mind: which catagory do You fall into?

"He's got the look
Girls, whether you like it or not, men will look at other women. It doesn't mean anything. It just means they appreciate beauty " By Pradeep Paul

OKAY, it's time to get honest.

Hands up all you men who have looked - yes, even that sly peek from the corner of your eye counts -
at a hot babe on the road, at the mall, in a restaurant, anywhere.

That's a whole lot of hands and, yes, mine is among them.
You see, men have to look. I know this is seen as a cop-out by wives and girlfriends, but we're engineered that way.
We need to look. We know you don't like it when we do so. But we can't help it.
Let me put it to you in another way.
Women take the trouble to look hot.
We men get into trouble to reward you with that admiring glance.

Of course, some couples deal with it well.

Some of the couples I know have worked out a babe alert system.
Hot legs on the horizon. She surreptitiously nudges him and gives him a heads-up: '3 o'clock.'
He steals a look. He smiles at her in gratitude. She accepts. And peace is maintained.
Be warned. This requires years of togetherness and a high degree of comfort in the relationship.

Other couples have a less cooperative method.

Gorgeous bod coming up. She pretends not to notice. He gives in to temptation. She pretends not to notice.
And peace is maintained.

Some other couples play tit for tat.

Hot woman within eyesight. She notices and lets him know it. He takes a look.
She starts scouting for a hot guy to look at.
And peace is maintained.

Well, if you can call that peace. Other couples don't deal with it well at all.

I know of a few couples where the routine goes like this.
Kylie Minogue lookalike looms in sight. She notices all right. He takes a look. She notices all right.
And a major sulk ensues.
Sounds familiar? This happens very often, especially when the relationship hasn't cemented into a feeling of comfort.

And then there are couples who dread it.
Dream woman on the horizon. She glares at him. He takes a look. She can't believe it. An all-out fight ensues.

It happens. I know men who know their dates hate it when they look at other women,
but can't help doing it nevertheless.
They say it's genetic. The women say it's suicidal. I just order another drink.

But we do have a problem here.

Like it or not, men are lookers, and they make no bones about it.
Sure, they may make lame excuses like 'that's an interesting outfit' or 'doesn't she remind you of Lisa'.
But you can't run away from the fact that they look.

A female friend once tried to analyse this with me.
She said some of her former boyfriends would look at other women even while holding hands with her -
which explains the 'former' part.

I explained: Men are lookers.

She snarled. Then she countered by saying women don't do that. When they are out with their man,
they have eyes only for him. They slather him with adoring looks and make him feel so special.

I explained: Women would be lookers too... if they had as many great things to look at as men do.
I am realistic enough to accept that 90 per cent of the people who deserve a look are female.
Very few men merit that look.

She gave up.

The men I've discussed this with can't understand it either - the women getting mad part of it, I mean.
One man likened it to window-shopping. He said that being in a relationship may mean he's not allowed to touch,
but surely he can look, can't he? Not very original but, hey, I hear you.

Other guys have waded into the concept of insecurity. We may look, they rationalise, but at the end of the day,
we are still with our women, right?

Right on, bro.

Eventually, it boils down to human nature. We humans are a curious lot. We look at things.
And when we spot something that pleases our eyes, we take a closer look.

C'mon, even you women will agree with me on that.
Imagine yourself walking down Orchard Road with hubby or boyfriend in tow and Brad Pitt walks past.

You look, right?

Okay, that's a bad example. He's a celebrity. We mortals all gawk at celebs.
But - humour me here - imagine the guy who walked past was in the Brad Pitt category.
You look, don't you?

It doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean you're going to dump your man and run off into the sunset with this guy.
In fact, chances are you probably won't see him ever again.

Like I said, it's just a look.

Saturday, March 06, 2004

You tried your best to show me
That you really cared
said if there were days I was lonely
Just call you - you´d be there

You tried your best convinced me
That you understand
And if I need someone to hold on to
You wanted to be the man

Then I knew it was true
All the feelings that I had inside for you
I could not deny
Though many times I tried

Give me a little more time
I need to make up my mind
Cos you know I´m in two minds....

Friday, March 05, 2004


Thursday, March 04, 2004

3.23am: got back from an one hour busride, with no hassle waiting for the bus and no pissed-drunk guy bothering me.
i'm very amazed.
maybe it's all just nice cos i just had my b-day.
time to sleep.

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

10.40am: i JUST woke up!
i have a 10am lecture.
a lunch with my classmates at 11+!
die die die!
must have been THAT shot of honey vodka yesterday.
got to run!
just got back from a pre-bday dinner celebration with 4 other fellow sporeans.
thank you all.....for the lovely company & the lovely cake.
no pics though, i didnt lug my monster camera out. =P
i got my parcel too! opened it already.
will snap some pics and show you all what i got.
for now,
i'll clean off the make up & head to bed.

damn. i feel old.
go figure yourself out.

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

i just lost an auction on ebay by ONE miserable USD.
i so want to freaking scream my lungs out!!!!!!!!!!!
if i could see that person who outbidded me, i would wring the person's neck.

and hear her gasp for air
*evil glare*
i am in such NOT a good mood now.
this is CRAP.
was knocked out like a pig when the stupid mailman came and i didnt hear the buzz!
*sniff* if you're sorry.

Monday, March 01, 2004

*screaming in glee*
i've got Snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
it's like a blizzard!
gonna put on my jacket and run out!

huge flakes swirling around

looks as if it's raining!

just a bit of white....