6 & a cat piled in

i'm sitting at my desk, finally using wireless internet!!!
Sam spent the last 3 hours setting it up for me and viola~
it's done!
now all we have to figure out why my sister's ibook cannot surf the net via it's airport card.
that's up to me i guess....
so for now she just have to use it with the lan cable.
ahhhh...
but Thank you Tons Sam!!
*grin*

cold in my flat

the heating has been turned on,
i'm wearing a pullover and i'm still cold.
and all i'm craving for now is:
krispy kreme!
arghs.
*sob sob*
can someone just go to Harrods and get me a dozen?
pleaseeeeeeeeeee......

Schiphol?

shhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeetttttttt.
i just realised that for my flight back from SGD-LON,
there's a 5.5hour stopover in Schiphol.
boo hoo

the tee ended up like that...

Besides the fact that my sister refused to go to the exhibition,the private viewing was okie.
Turn-out was quite good and there was the expected white+red wine on the house.
We were issued with nicely printed white or black tees but it looked hedious on me, as size S was still too big.
Wore it and walked around for 10mins before i got fed up looking crap,
then grabbed a pair of scissors and snipsnipsnip.

me+louise: the only 2 out of a group of 5 to actually get the display up & done. *gosh* i look so dark compared to her

sweet-quiet guy>dominic

indo-sing-french

wine-pouring lecturer

jenny

the horror!

attack of the giant photoframe?

some of the other works

the lovely vinyl lady

other view>there's my lovely open/closed sign! =P

display as seen from inside

Bag Lady on the right's my group's exhibition space

looping on my winamp

Long ago, and, oh, so far awayI fell in love with you before the second show.
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear, but you're not really here.
It's just the radio.

Don't you remember you told me you loved me baby?
You said you'd be coming back this way again baby.
Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, baby.
I love you, I really do.

Loneliness is such a sad affair, and I can hardly wait to be with you again.
What to say, to make you come again?
Come back to me again, and play your sad guitar.

we just had a bout of thunderstorm and when it was over,
me and sis went to throw out the rubbish and look around the neighbourhood.
walked past the apple tree that has been tempting me for the whole summer and finally,
in the darkness of the night i plucked two nice big green apple for me+sister.
naturally, i got the bigger apple.
*tee hee*

my butt hurts again....

i've been slaving away for the past week in school getting our internal exhibition done.
we have been split up into small groups and each group has to come up with a theme and a room-setting for the space we have......
that was quite easy.
It was getting the group members together and putting up the show that was a nightmare.
Vinyl was provided for us to create the room and it's one time-consuming material to use.
I ended up doing 90% of the cutting.......
while me and another gal put up the vinyl on the window+set up the stuff for show.
It was all finished last night.
A huge relief for me, but sad too as i know in 7 days time,
everything i've so painstakingly done is going to be destroyed.
=[

"no life with no wife"

the Evening Standard had a promotion and it meant that the public who got their hands on a voucher,
could go to selected Odeon cinemas for a free movie.
Yes, i took the chance and went to queue up with voucher in hand and after a 15mins wait,
ta-da!
i got a free ticket worth 11.50.
Decided to watch the much acclaimed Bride & Prejudice, and it's Bolly-good!
It had me and my friend laughing throughout the show and even though it was very typical Bollywood,
the director did a good job injecting modern foreign influences into it.
Also since we've all grown up with them singing & dancing in hindi, it's really amusing to hear them sing in english while being all traditional with all the bright costumes & dancing.
Please go watch it!
Especially if you are in need of a laugh.
*grin*

three!

two

one

went for Scissor Sisters last night at the Royal Albert Hall.

They were grrrrreat~ the male lead is also VERY poof!

my sister says he's like Freddie Mercury as he was dressed in skin-tight glitter pants etc.

at one point he wore this massive poncho like feather boa,

and through out the whole gig he pranced around the stage in sexy butt-shaking moves.

anyway at 20pounds, it was definately worth it. =)

purrrr~

got a cat in my flat. looking after Booty for the time being. she's so sweet! a tad shy though.

cough

sleeping only 2hours in 48hours while rushing my project has rendered me a coughing, sniffing, sleepy gal.
*cough cough*
london has also turned really cold this week...
boo hoo.

anyway i did that confessions website test and this is my result:

LONDON HAS CORRUPTED YOU
23%
20-30%Rational and reasonable, you're happy to potter around in the shallow end of London's purity pool. There you are in your sensible shoes and smart casual business-wear, indulging yourself with a wry smile while others rush around in impractical heels and designer clothes. There's nothing wrong with living live like a prematurely-aged accountant from Amersham... but wouldn't it be fun to down a couple of shots of high spirits and let yourself go with the flow for a change?

my butt hurts from sitting too long....

5.50am in london,
just slightly more than 24hours left for me to churn out:18 more repeat designs & a project proposal.
i think i am going to hit the official brain-dead mark soon.
eyes are damn tired,
have been awake since 10am....
throat is getting a tad sore = an oncoming flu,
place is a mess from scraps of fabric & paper...
and yes,
my butt really really hurts.
*frown*

monday morning - christopher reeves has died....

after so many years,
he has finally reached the end of his ardious journey.
so many years spent trying to walk again.
guess death in this case Is better.

i CANT tag on my own tagboard!!!
anyway this was what i wanted to say:
A.D: THAT guy is the Man in YELLOW BRIEFS.
WHO the hell parades in Yellow Briefs?
too poor to buy proper Speedos?
he was in Spore Idol & he SUCKED hahhaa.
*so evil*

*boo hoo* this is the pair of shoe i have been wanting to get since june!! arghs. it's sold out in the shops. =S

Zhao Ying's finally in London to study. It's her "i'm too full to eat anymore face" after last night's massive korean dinner.

dinner last night and this is the Big Boss *grin*

my sister has gone on an Ebay shopping spree and this is the latest fluffy member of my household...

regent street from my phone.

ahhhhhhhh........

bloop

drained

just 2 days of school and i am totally wiped out.
=(
got to sumit 24 fullscale designs by next wed,
while on hand i got to start another project and work on my dissertation.
doesnt really help too when i just found out that my year 2 work is not going towards my final grade.
it's totally from my 3rd year.

20% dissertation
50% final year project
30% from 3 other projects to be done this year

this causes SO much pressure on me!

baby fat

i am 23 going on older.
but i don't look it!
*whails*
the other day i was buying Lotto, when the guy asked:"how old are you?"
i replied "@ 23 i'm way overaged..."
then i heard a snigger from an ang moh in the queue.
='[
when is my baby fat going to disappear?

ooh! another thing i love my flat in London. In a span of 6mths, i've seen like 4 rainbows from my window! *happy!*

saccharine+breathy=eeks

had to call up citibank singapore to sort out credit card issues to do with my school fess....
which unfortunately are not resolved.
anyway, the customer service chick had such a "TEH" voice,
i was squirming in my seat trying to converse with her.
she has those type of voice which you will associate with a "typical" SQ stewardess, a bit breathy.
not that i'm implying all SQ girls are, most are not anyway...
So,
i think it was the breathy voice which was so polite that got me so turned off.
reminds me of Fann Wong's singing.
*puke*
or maybe i've just not heard a polite voice on the other end of the phone for a long time.
See>> London has turned me into a cynical b****.

I think Singapore should have this kind of buses. Handicapped-friendly buses: the only thing i like about London.

bleagh

starting school on wednesday.
summer project+disseration nowhere near 30% done.
lets all see how i die this time round.

bloody gypsies

I'm sure everyone has heard of this famous scene:
when you're sitting at some place chatting, and someone comes along and shoves a map/newspaper in your face.
the next thing, whatever personal belonging on the table is 'gone'.

I've heard of it happening so many times in places like Rome, Spain etc.
So never would i have expected such a thing to happen to me,
especially when i was seated in the basement level of Macdonalds along Tottenham Court Rd!

Thank God in a way of those stories being repeated to me all the time.
when it all happened, it hit me in an instant that these 2 girls were after my phone on the table and so,
i immediately grabbed my phone and shoved it into my pocket.
The 2 girls then just folded up their map and "Woosh", they were gone in a blink of the eye.

Freaking Hell!

i swear that if i were to chance upon them again, i would Scream at them.
2 years ago i almost got pickpocketed by another gypsie, and now this attempt on me again.
I DO NOT empatise with them, because they get money & free housing from the government.
Besides, i watched a programme on these asylum seekers preying on people of London,
and when they are caught red-handed, they just lie through their teeth that they're 14.
Obviously they're not! They are way older than that!!!
They know that there is a loop-hole in the law that under-16s cannot be persecuted, so they abuse it!
Come on, they're just bloody leeches in this society.

ARGHS.