Tuesday, June 29, 2004
i can feel the weight of homework on my shoulders.
and this sentence, is literal.
all the uncompleted assignments from the june vacation has been brought forward for today and tomorrow to fill up my free time from four till six in the afternoon.
i'm feeling regretful for not completing my assignments during the long spend of twenty odd days.
the eating and sleeping were leveled in my first priority.
apart from the tonned weighing homework, school's been alright.
it seems so difficult to remain focused.
the anticipating 2:15pm takes ages to come :(
anyhoots, i'm gonna start hating school from the 12th onwards.
the homeroom system that my school is adjusting to is not going to work out for anyone of us.
yes it does have have it's advantages and it's disadvantages that follow but why make the school population of thousand over to start walking to different classes after a lesson when it could be simply done with the one teacher making his/her way to the class.
it doesn't click.
with the five minutes allowed for walking to the next class, it'll be impossible to reach in that amount of time.
students would be chatting on the way and that'll make school cirriculum go longer.
i just don't agree with it :(
arghh.
oh well clara, it's about adopting to the new environment.
crap and bull.
time to complete my tonne weighing english assignments.
kisses.
10:23:00 PM
her point of view;
Sunday, June 27, 2004
N.E.R.D is in my possession :)
my daddy bought me the N.E.R.D album willingly.
today has been a great ending to my june vacation and a good start for school tomorrow.
indulged in the rib eye steak at singapore cricket club, which if you'll didn't know, is my favourite food.
then daddy drove me to his cd shop and we got the album.
i'm a happy girl.
all you can be is just you cause
you're real not the plastic type.
but reality sets and
you're stuck in this plastic life.
10:22:00 PM
her point of view;
bummer.
everything's turning into a bummer.
our plan got typhooned over.
hell, we were left stranded outside cineleisure bumming around till eleven-ish.
earlier on in the evening, it was planned that i'd meet everina for abit of walk talk but due to our sisters being around us, we couldn't part.
my sister, her friend paul and i had a late lunch at lucky plaza.
yong tau fu it was.
had our fill and my sister and paul ran off in a jiffy for a smoke break that lasted me four ciggarettes of waiting.
waiting till dd and vij came along to sort out the late night plans.
being a totally metamorphosized sister, she smilingly threw her NETS card at me and told me to pick whatever top i desired.
but at a reasonable price that is.
i got the cheapest from zara and that itself made me a happy girl.
she also loan me her IC if i needed to go clubbing for that night.
i appreciate my sister.
after much hassle, i parted with my sister and headed towards the heeren to meet dd and vij and later on jit [don't know the spelling] and evan.
that slight few minutes just cracked me up.
anyhoots, we chilled till about elevenish and decided that our plans were trampled over.
got into a cab and headed home and while doing so, we stopped by at a seven eleven to get some drinks.
ribena and sprite.
yes, our plan was to drink it up by the night time passed.
well mixed with left over gin from dd's place.
had them drank down accompanied by my peach baccardi breezer.
woooah.
and followed by many losing games of tai tee.
that was our fruitful night.
alrights.
time to head out with my mummy and daddy and sister for dinner.
*well wishing my daddy would get me the N.E.R.D album.
over and out.
5:26:00 PM
her point of view;
Friday, June 25, 2004
thirteen random things you like/love:
01) my lucy [some would understand]
02) my can't live without fragrance, anna sui dolly girl.
03) my sony ericsson.
04) my late night bootie calls. haha :)
05) my likings of messaging people.
06) my compact powder.
07) my eyeliner whether liquid or pencil.
08) my hospital blanket?
09) my music.
10) my classmates.
11) my staple food of spicy chicken pasta.
12) retail therapy :)
13) waking up after twelve.
twelve movies:
01) mona lisa smile.
02) speed.
03) the best bet.
04) white orleander.
05) jackass.
06) anything with ashton kutcher.
07) bimbotic flicks.
08) kal ho naa ho [hindi]
09) some jap show with hideaki takizawa. [the one about the teacher and
student affair]
10) love actually.
11) princess diaries.
12) i'll probably like mean girls.
eleven good bands:
01) N.E.R.D [goes without saying]
02) N
03) E
04) R
05) D
06) is
07) all
08) i
09) can
10) think
11) of right now :)
ten things about you:
01) i love the colours black white and pink.
02) i have dyed black hair.
03) i am in need of retail therapy.
04) i am the youngest in the family.
05) i am currently waiting to get the N.E.R.D album after i remind
myself that i've nothing in my wallet.
06) i am half chinese and half eurasian.
07) i am planning on getting married in new york [dreams]
08) i am dreaming of having four children.
09) i am aiming for the nokia 7200 black edition.
10) i am fussy when it comes to food.
nine places (in no particular order):
01) in the comfort of my room.
02) perhaps, the bathroom.
03) in gucci, lousi vuitton or dior outlets.
04) by the beach.
05) waddling around in the pool?
06) in the singapore cricket club indulging myself in the rib eye steak.
07) on my bed.
08) new york [yet to come and yet still dreaming]
09) dreamworld, gold coast.
eight favorite foods/drinks:
01) beef ball noodles.
02) spicy chicken pasta with fusilli as a choice of pasta.
03) rib eye steak from the singapore cricket club.
04) pepper steak from jack's place.
05) tandoori chicken at scotts.
06) tom yum kung from thai express.
07) chocolate/banana cake from mccafe.
08) beef bowl from yoshinoya.
seven things you wear daily:
01) definately the panties.
02) supported by a bra.
03) my diamond earrings.
04) my black painted toenails.
05) ringed belly stud.
06) my ugliest tattoo of a mermaid which i regret.
07) my black and white friendship band.
six things that annoy you:
01) none stop bickerings of santa from gwen.
02) being slapped with a curfew.
03) school.
04) liming.
05) the sad days of menstruating.
06) having to be woken up at six starting from next monday :(
five things you touch everyday:
01) my sony ericsson.
02) my face.
03) my hair.
04) my computer.
05) my everything.
four shows you watch:
01) the o.c.
02) the 9:00 pm chinese show.
03) simple life.
04) the bold and the beautiful.
three celebrities you have a crush on:
01) pharrell williams.
02) ashton kutcher.
03) jason momoa [from baywatch hawaii]
two people you'd like to kiss:
01) pharrell williams.
02) jason momoa.
one person you could spend the rest of your life
with:
01) this will come later in life. i promise i'll tell, in years to
come. stay tuned :)
here's to sum up my day:
/natalie aneurin gwendolyn janet jenny and i decided on going to wild wild wet.
/four words: not worth the cash. or the time for that matter.
/swam for two hours the most which lasted me and gwendolyn the whole day in the high current water pool.
/cabbed down to cineleisure where we ate our staple food, spicy chicken pasta.
/to be precise i've eaten it four out of five days. crazy aye.
/we arcaded. gwen practically spent more than four dollars on both of us plus her remaining coins.
/janet headed home and gwen and i caught 'the best bet'
/two thumbs up for a local production.
/home.
/dinner was chocolate ice cream and the delifrance french loaf.
that's about my day.
shower time :)
10:53:00 PM
her point of view;
INVADSION OF THE FUGG:PART ||.
Don't you just love the feeling of invading people's blog and typing nothing at all?
Oh well.
This entry doesn't have any particular reason behind it.
I just feel like invading so as to kill time.
Even though i do not have much time to kill.
As NIGHTMARE will be starting when i fall asleep this coming Sunday.
And wakes up on the next.
With school work not done.
And very little hair grown on my skull.
This is nothing but bad.
Hope you go to school REGULARLY and ON TIME.
Don't skip school.
It does no good and its a waste of time.
And if you people out there find the last entry is different.
Like some changes has made or some sort like that.
You know why.
Cause this girl just doesn't want people to know some real fact of hers.
And she didnt wash her shorts!
Have you gotten my disease?
Where you don't do anything to your clothes at all and wear them over and over again without washing them?
Where you break your routine of bathing?
But whatever it is.
You are welcome to join us.
We are friendly people.Ehem*
And don't worry.
I am sure your N.E.R.D album will come to you soon.
Thats only if you're fated to own it.
lol*
And have you pee?
HahaHa.
Do you know storing your pee in you is bad?
Hope you have eaten your dinner already.
2nd meal of the day.cum.night?lol*
I think I should invade this blog not so often.
People will think i'm crazy.
And sooner or later i will treat this blog as if i owns it.
Even thou now it already seems as thou i own this bloggie.
But no thats not the point.
So the next invasion wouldn't be up so soon.
Peace out and stay tight.
/adiosamigos.
::FUGGNITS WILL CONQUER YOUR COSMOS ONE FINE DAY::
10:25:00 PM
her point of view;
INVASION OF THE FUGG.
At this certain time of the night, average normal human being should be fast asleep.
But here I am.
Invading her blog.
This is what I've conclude.
With my years of studying science.
This creature is somehow not ordinary.
Well ,I guess she comes under this category. --> living thing.
Which is also further divided into a few sub-topics.
Analyzed her for a couple of months.
And the result that produced state that she's a human being.
Which is pretty much different from the rest.
She has got her pro's and con's too.
There is so much a about her but so little time for me to write all down.
So here's a little summary I got from my current result.
Sometimes..
-She can be plain bimbotic.
-She is impolite.
::she burps and doesn't excuse herself after that::
::and other stuff which turn u off on the spot::
-She shouts in my ear.
-Her mood swings are terrible.
-She don't make sense.
-She cries.
-She laugh.
-She hates me.
-She love me.[ego]
-She malu[s] herself.
-She makes me laugh my ass off.
-She is nice.
-She wants what she wants.
-Evil gets over her.
Afterall..
-She hates basketball.
-She love to swim.
-She still ride with me.
-She love Pharrell Williams.
-She doesn't admit that Travis London Barker is hotter.
-She can stand my lame-ness and my spoilt brat attitude.
-She have got weird teeth.
-Her family are weirdos.
-Her dogs are scary.
-She loves soyabean.
-She hates ice lemon tea.
-She is named,Clara.
And..
-Don't call me hole-ly mole-ly
-She have got the Clare's eyeballs.
::Eyeballs that are meant to collect nothing but dust::
-She got me my Blink please*
-She wants her N.E.R.D album, which I hope Santa Claus will Grant her her wish.Soon.
-She understands what I was/am trying to say when my sentence don't really have any logic in it.
-Therefore she rocks my cosmos upside down and inside out.
Conclusion :
Clara is nothing like the rest. She has got her own attitude .x-respects-x. And her imperfection makes her perfect.
Till next time.
Invasion of Fugg [part ||] will be available on this blog sometime after.
Later*
x. FUGGNITS .x
1:49:00 AM
her point of view;
Thursday, June 24, 2004
our plan: dismissed.
fuck had her monthly flowings of slothed uterine lining.
shu wen was probably too shy.
rachel just disappoints the whole nation.
as for me and janet and holey moley, we were still loyal to our plan.
so diversions were made.
we then decided on lunch and arcade and a movie to follow.
my apologies for checking an expired newspaper for the movie timings.
it was too early this morning and i was half asleep therefore leading to confusion when we were buying the tickets.
the suggested movie we were suppose to catch had no 3:40 timings.
i'm still aiming to catch that: the best bet.
decided on the movie 'seance' instead and hell no should anyone catch that one.
i'd not even set a dollar aside to watch a movie with no storyline.
i'm amazed at how it even got into cinemas.
badly written and the cast are horrid.
after much boredom from the movie, we met up with neng and rina.
i regret not getting that underwear.
we walked off the fats abit and headed home at sevenish.
thats' about my day.
i've made myself four dollars profit on holeymoleys movie ticket.
i've earned myself some cash.
har, joking i'm returning it.
i'm honest :)
oh and i'm starting to think that spicy chicken pasta is my staple food.
it has become part of my life.
it's like my rice :)
can't do without.
10:50:00 PM
her point of view;
N.E.R.D
i say it for pharrell williams.
now who's getting me their album?
2:10:00 AM
her point of view;
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
I. blogger-holic.
II. the late night happy tree friends frenzy.
i've finally found a cartoon that resembles abit of me.
that would be toothy from the happy tree friends.
it's big ol' buckteeth is so similar.
but apart from toothy, nutty is just the cutest.
the jittery squirrel with the wobbly eye whom always gets into sticky situations because of its sweet-toothed cravings.
another similarity down.
i'm addicted.
i'm sadistically gonna sit myself down to watch the remaining episodes.
schnoodle.
12:31:00 AM
her point of view;
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
i'm in a dilemma.
it's so enigmatic.
to complete my uncompleted holiday assignments or slacken since it's the last week of the vacation?
i'm not ready for sunday nor monday morning.
i've come to realise how mega quick the vacation is ending after appearing in school today for my not so five minute oral.
i'd say it's an absolute disaster.
bet my bottom dollar, the invigilator thought i was speaking in a foreign language.
practically running through my words, mummering to myself, ermmming and hmmming at every sentence or else having consistent halts.
so i screwed it.
at least later on when i finally left that danger zone, i was being accompanied by andreana.
she's one ultra mega bimbo!
that sweet marsh composed my a salsa/techno/reggae ringtone which is my current ring signal now.
LOL.
so after much gossip and infrared configuring, i headed to town with janet and rachel and sudden jenny again.
the usual: spicy chicken pasta.
and to my discovery, i have found a twelve thousand dollar friend.
the scan of her transaction receipt would be posted soon.
alrights.
the telly is calling me.
over and out.
5:06:00 PM
her point of view;
it's 12:41 on a tuesday morning and i'm wondering when i'm going to decide to lay myself to sleep?
to be precise, i've got to awake myself in another five hours and thirty minutes(?).
and yes to wake up for a figured five minutes of english oral.
HOOORAY.
anyhoots today cheered me up an inch.
my royales' shuwen and janet and sudden jenny and guest appearances of pinocchio.
hah, that would be rachel.
they've captioned my day: lucky.
so coincidentally, jenny was feeling down in the dumps just as i am.
her cure is through spending cash to hype herself up.
therefore, she willingly treated me to pasta mania's spicy chicken pasta.
that itself perked me up so much.
honestly there is another part of my jumping for joy.
that would be becos' i got her what she really wanted and i'm glad she's happy :)
if it makes her happy then in reverse, i'm a happier person.
maybe spending is a cure to melancholy(?)
alright.
cheers to ample rest for dolly tan's english oral.
boy, am i excited . . .
to macs breakfast that follows after.
miss batam
appreciates the offers of injections of happiness and perhaps while doing so you could 'disease' me?
12:38:00 AM
her point of view;
Sunday, June 20, 2004
i'm only brokenhearted,
life's not over.
i can start again,
while i'm lonely and brokenhearted.
it's a hurting but i'll get over
why don't you tell me about it?
i'm young but i'm wise enough to know,
that you don't fall in love overnight.
that's why i thought if i took my time,
that everything in love would be right.
but as soon as i closed my eyes,
i was only saying to love 'good-bye'.
but i guess i'm only heartbrokened.
life's not over i can start again,
while i'm lonely brokenhearted.
it's a hurting thing to get over.
no more empty conversations.
next time i will be totally sure.
don't want the pain of falling in and out of love.
it's more than my poor heart can endure.
so i'll listen to all advice,
and remember each time i cry.
i'm only heartbrokened and i'll get over.
3:49:00 PM
her point of view;
you're incredible.
you're amazing.
you're indespicable.
and i'm melting.
and no this is not a part from a lyric.
it's exactly what i'm feeling.
oh and did i tell you that it isn't your fault?
don't worry, not even the tiniest inch?
it's mine actually.
kinda think of it, i was going through your privacy.
so shoot me :)
from now on, i'm the least concerned person you'll have as a friend.
i'm not gonna weigh down on you and neither am i gonna bother who you associate yourself with.
oh and don't apologise nor explain yourself to me.
i've heard and read it enough.
i wouldn't wanna see it happen.
and for the last time, please un-pink me.
PLEASE.
1:54:00 AM
her point of view;
Friday, June 18, 2004
having being treated like gold class customers could never have felt more awefully weird?
knowing the kind of calibre that faezah and i belong to.
in comparison between the citibank gold class theatre and the normal theatres, the difference is THIS much apart.
we had never felt so outcasted or in a position so hard to settle down.
the we = faezah and i.
'80 days around the world' was what we caught.
my daddy had won us eighty eight dollars of gold class tickets including a twenty dollar food voucher.
thank you, daddy.
and no it isn't the food that you could purchase from the snack counter slightly near the ticket booth.
it was from the gold class lounge.
it served beers and ice creams and just stuff you wouldn't be served in a normal theatre.
well furnished, well filled with people way different from ourselves.
we felt like monkeys being treated with the greatest care.
every minute was about giggling.
we had gotten our vouchers in exchange for tickets in a line for only gold class customers.
you might think pretty selfish aye?
furthermore, they're superduperwuper polite at the counter and where you get your tickets torn to enter the cinema area?
they go: 'hello and welcome to gv grand's gold class. do wait at the lounge before your movie begins. you can purchase snacks from there'
when would you be treated in this manner if you were going to a normal theatre?
i'd say: NEVER.
so we seated ourselves comfortably at the lounge in big leather sofas and ordered food that would foot our twenty dollar food voucher.
a coke.
a glass bottle of evian water.
two nachos with the littlest cheese.
entering the theatre was a whole different story.
firstly the theatre could only hold up to fifteen people.
the seats were large chairs that were separated by a wooden table.
you could adjust the seat back and forth with a foot rest.
the chairs were neatly laid out with a blanket?
it was magical.
people served us during the movie.
the drinks came in glasses and the food on clay plates.
never felt so at ease while watching a movie.
oh and btw, the ticket is twenty five dollars.
so that adds up to fifty for two tickets and twenty for the food.
a great sum of seventy bucks for a movie and snacks to go along :)
afterall, i'm enjoying being a normal ditto where we are ignored.
i'd give '80 days around the world': 3.5 stars.
8:29:00 PM
her point of view;
Thursday, June 17, 2004
my realisation:
- feeling emotionally tipsy?
drag yourself away from nasty hasty problems and with the company of music, breath in fresher air somewhere else. eat if you have to :)
by the way chocolates make good company in this crucial sessions.
- weighed down by things you should not be thinking as yet?
squeeze the tears outta you. you'll feel better and less weighed upon. tissue should come in handy.
- heart beating ten beats in a second?
mouth it out to your closest. they'd be perfect listening ears :)
yeck yeck yeck.
that's 'done' for today.
i don't appreciate you.
. . . a part from a song.
how come we dont even talk no more
and you dont even call no more
we dont barely keep in touch at all
and i dont even feel the same love when we hug no more.
11:10:00 PM
her point of view;
was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
oh things are gonna happen naturally
and taking your advice i'm looking on the bright side
and balancing the whole thing
but often times those words get tangled up in lines
and the bright lights turn to night
until the dawn it brings
a little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me
cause you and i both loved
what you and i spoke of
what you and i spoke of
others only dream of the love that i love
see i'm all about them words
over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
more words then i had ever heard and i feel so alive
now you and i, you and i
not so little you and i anymore
and with this silence brings a moral story
you and i both loved what you and i spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well i'm already finally out of
it's over and it's out.
1:37:00 PM
her point of view;
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
i'm coming out - diana ross.
gabriel cracks me up.
you should listen to his whole theory of the godly cycle.
here's what he claimed: god gives us shit?
i know where he is coming from but perhaps he could rephrase it a little better for people not to get the wrong impression?
there are two ways to understand him.
in his theory, god made the farms or the natural resources.
edit: god didn't manually make it on his on?
from god's capitals of making farms and agriculture and what nots, he makes food.
so in his theory, god is in the position of the chef?
edit: god is not the chef?
so obviously the food has to be digested and then egested.
so in his theory, after we excrete what we've eaten, it is god who is responsible for the excretions.
why is god being responsible? haha.
all in all, god gives us shit. [to garbriel]
it's all wrongly put.
LOL :)
rina and i talked over an unhealthy lunch at burger king.
we both over ate.
the amount we ate could equal to two weeks of intense cycling sessions.
anyhoots we decided to try this game at the arcade.
it requires us to press large circle buttons when the note hits down.
hilarious.
it was confusing and the addition of the foot paddle just didn't do us any help.
practice makes perfect.
thats what we worked on and we pretty much became professional at it on the second try.
btw, we are fast learners.
after finger workouts at the arcade we decided on getting our legs worked out by pacing around cold storage and watsons and whatever shop we passed by.
planned out stuff, gossipped, dreamed, liquor browsing and jell-o choosing.
now i'm in the mood of making jelly.
tmr or friday perhaps.
:)
shout outs and i'm over.
miss batam
lunch was good. four days of catching up was splendid. the arcade moment was spastic. the all-for-pork party is a great idea. this saturday we'll rock the road with the great man of theory. it'll be a blast.
5:25:00 PM
her point of view;
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
oh and btw, this template is just temporary since my previous template screwed up. till then . .
cycling escapade II.
with guest appearances: hayley.
this time there were slight amendments here and there.
we took cab [with hayley's bike in the back boot] to gwens home where i'd rent her bike.
from there it was the beginning of efforts and truckloads of energy.
cycled towards macdonalds ridout.
which is near margaret drive with the pretty pond with gazillions of turtles.
had an amazing shared lunch of twenty nuggets, minus four wasted ones.
then we got back on for our journey towards sentosa which was a sudden come-up plan.
we went by queensway towards gilman heights and then st andrews juniour college and the whole pasir panjang route only to reach sentosa after eons.
the bridge was like a runway to heaven.
got so tired out within the first quarter?
not only was it going upwards, the distance was achingly long.
so after all the wholesome efforts, we reached the ferry terminal monorail station.
got our bikes locked up at gwen's mums friends place.
there, we walked anticipatingly to the merlion which in the end was a major drat when the fountain we planned to splash in was waterless.
anyhoots, i know i'm slow but i just realised there's like a little forestry that has large plastic mushrooms and an old man talking tree.
haha?
blahblahblah we went to siloso beach where gwen and i played and argued while hayley made her heart shaped sand lovey dovey stuff.
after an hour or so, we went to this yet again modern playground.
it was like awesome.
dragged ourselves to the monorail station and took it back to where we started.
then the horror began when we had to return home.
that would mean cycling back.
urgh?
hayley left to meet merv at harbourfront so she pretty shortcutted us since her bike would be taken back by cab.
gwen and i, took the longer route.
towards school to bukit merah macdonalds for a toilet break and headed back down the road to her place.
now i'd better lose kilograms from this.
my butt feels numbed and i'm sandy all over.
i'm over.
9:53:00 PM
her point of view;
cycling escapade.
and more to come.
it's just so much more fun than laying back at home and getting fat.
a clap for the efforts.
here's our trail:
started of from red hill mrt.
cycled towards tanglin mall via republic polytechnic route which was when we passed millions of adoringly pretty homes.
turned left towards botanic gardens or would i say cluny road.
there we had fun going down this real steep slope.
passed by singapore management university and national institute of education on the way.
next thing we knew, we were on the bukit timah stretch.
we were near st margarets.
cycled down towards upper bukit timah.
we halted at sixth avenue for a break and decided on going into a pet shop where we only made use of the aircon.
got on our bikes and continued towards tanchong motors or wilby road.
that's by the way where manross lives and yeah we passed his home.
then we took this back road of the old holland road.
the long stretch that i gave up and walked and we ended at holland road which is pretty much back to the beginning of the sixth avenue?
we then turned into ghim moh.
we halted again at this really modern playground.
it was oh-so-much fun.
we continued and stopped by at macdonalds for coke.
got on our bikes and we followed the mrt tracks home.
that would be dover to commonwealth to redhill.
the inbetweens were lonnnnggggggggg.
but i'm up for more.
12:36:00 AM
her point of view;
Sunday, June 13, 2004
i'm upset with myself.
pigging out and having sinful in-betweens.
sucking in my stomach does not do me any justice.
nothing will.
i require:
hours of pilates.
tapes of aerobics.
kilometres of runs.
a whole day of sweating it out on a treadmill.
breakfast and lunches and dinners of fruits.
that's exactly what would transform me into a pretty stick insect.
i need it.
i'm promising myself.
gwen.
anyhoots, i appreciate you gwen.
your efforts and time are loved by me.
i know you've suffered backaches and headaches for configuring and sorting out my template's htmls just to make it perfect.
thank you once again.
9:24:00 PM
her point of view;
Saturday, June 12, 2004
you can't breathe a
heart as big as ocean's wide
waiting, wishing, dreaming, drifting from me.
it takes time to answer you in complete.
i'm torn between silence and violent expression
tired of believing that things will get an inch better.
i'm tired.
trust me, i am.
i'm falling down.
so why don't you put your mouth on my bloody knees.
i hate to be the bond that you know is gonna burst.
i'm captioned: lovesick bitter and hardened heart.
go figure.
11:54:00 PM
her point of view;
we were talking on msn on a threesome.
gwen, faezah and i.
so this is what happened:
gwen was totally silent.
i then asked why she was being so quiet.
faezah replied saying she was pmsing.
[it nearly happens for gwen all the time. it freaks me]
so i said primrose oil could help in subsiding pms syndromes.
now this is the comical part.
faezah said only bimbo's would use 'cooking oil' to clear away the pmsing.
and said that was very much like what i'd do.
edit: primrose oil is NOT cooking oil.
but to faezah, all oils are similar.
we'll leave it to that.
so everyone, get your eggs and fry them the primrose style!
3:30:00 PM
her point of view;
Friday, June 11, 2004
i'm a happy girl from today.
i've done my shopping bit for this week.
i'm literally over the rainbows.
anna sui's dolly girl [ooh la love edition] is now in my possession.
thank you, mother.
i'm happy and no one's gonna bring me down.
10:24:00 PM
her point of view;
Thursday, June 10, 2004
goodbye to my brown haircolour and shocking pink nails.
and say hello to black hair and nails.
11:52:00 PM
her point of view;
What Name Should You Have? by Lauren
i've woken up to only know that i've tuition in forty five spanky minutes.
one word: spectacular [??]
gucci's having a sale.
this one's two thumbs up and not just an every year event.
i get discounts from the already discounted prices.
thanks to my sister who works her ass and not forgetting her legs off at gucci.
she showed me this really pretty wallet that was going an outrageous affordable price.
after all, it's gucci and i'd pay three hundred for it if i'd was filthy rich.
it's a shocking pink with the gucci monogram imprinted.
irks.
if i'd were a little girl again in a toy store, i'd be stamping my feet and crying aligator tears just to get in my possession.
but oh wells.
let's bypass this sale and just look on to others.
this is what i've got from my shopping.
. body shop moonflower bath gel
. revlon wet/dry eye shadow compact
. maybelline blush compact
. brown and black eye pencils
. body shop soft facial cleansing sponge
. mints
. body shop tea tree oil nose pore mask
[ pretty basic necessities aye?]
i was hoping for the gucci wallet.
i'm still left with one thing left on the list: anna sui dolly girl.
12:41:00 PM
her point of view;
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
am i faithful, am i strong, am i good enough to belong
in your reverie a perfect girl
your vision of romance is cruel and all along i played the fool
all your expectations bury me
you've been gone so long all that you know
has been shuffled aside as you bask in the glow
of the beautiful strangers who whisper your name
do they fill up the emptiness?
replies to my tagboard:
rina: i'm up for soccer and coffee and late nights. smirks.
neng: your tiara chai has been dandy. been following up on your entries. hope everything's fine on your side. think of me when you can.
think black and white and claras. god and clara love neng.
8:43:00 PM
her point of view;
Monday, June 07, 2004
piss
[love]
drunk
faezah and i are digging in on who's cute and who gets the dunk.
faezah's pick: tay ping hui, vincent ng and terence cao.
my pick: christopher lee.
tay ping hui, i'd agree slightly.
not for his sheltered whites up on his head, i wouldn't mind.
i'd stick with christopher for the time being.
today was somewhat different.
yes, farhan [tapered] fell out with us.
rina him and i and later joined with jin and his friend.
though the drawn plan was to catch a movie, we put that aside for a different day.
sorry farhan.
putting aside all the hoo-ha's, i'm fucking confused.
reminiscing.
disclosing names is not necessary.
i want those back.
irkirkirkirkirkirkirkirk.
appreciates everina, farhan and jinsiong.
10:16:00 PM
her point of view;
Sunday, June 06, 2004
superb. absolute.
vuaaaalaaaaa*
.boogied down to town to meet the ever pretty, everina and the monster from under my bed, fi;
.due to fi's great sense of timing, we caught the four o'clock show;[we were there at one plus, so imagine the wait];
.gossipped and walked aimlessly in town until time passed us by;
.unknowingly, we had the second front seats in the cinema;
.harry potter it is;
.tolerates neck aches and discomfort in the eyes;
.after the movie and much toleration, rina and i made our way to east coast [independant women];
.result: not being late, not being lost;
.ta-daaaa! my 'can't-do-without', farhan appeared;
.he's the best chef/waiter that anyone can imagine;
.great hospitality and we served with sausages and two thumbs up chicken wings;
.after EONS, jin siong came along;
.non-stop laughters followed on;
.a walk by the jetty;
.topped the day off by chilling with jin, farhan and rina for approximately five minutes before we left;
.we swear jin was being a pain in the arse, but we still miss him? [urg?];
.rina and i watched how nonchalent singaporeans can get [cab-stealers]
.finally, a smooth ride home;
.hooray?;
appreciates everina, fi, farhan and jinsiong. you rock my knickers.
azy: you are the girl. you so deserved it and now you got it. all your efforts and hard work have paid off :)tough cake.
1:04:00 AM
her point of view;
Saturday, June 05, 2004
antriksh
my texas cowboy.
my entertainer.
my hot beefcake.
my listening ear.
my gossiper.
my email-er.
my motivater.
my shallow thinker.
my smart fuck.
my ex-acs(i) nerd.
my horny goat.
my vain pot.
my northern indian.
my perfect friend to end with.
antriksh's been there always :)
happy eighteenth.
apologise: can't teleport to texas.
1:01:00 AM
her point of view;
Thursday, June 03, 2004
sweeet beginnings and bitter endings.
i'm containing myself at home.
drowning myself in digestive biscuits and movie marathons.
unexpectedly, sitting myself down on my 'one person' couch, i caught the movie i've always yearned to watch.
it was right on hbo and it was the beginning.
titled: white orleander.
it stars michelle pfeiffer and renee zellweger and alison lohman.
it tells the unforgettable story of a girl whose odyssey through a series of foster homes - each its own universe with its own laws, its own dangers, its own hard lessons to be learned - becomes a redeeming journey of self-discovery.
her uncompromising mother kills her boyfriend for abandoning her.
the daughter witnesses her mother's arrest.
an event that will change the course of both their lives.
the daughter shuttles through a series of many foster homes and struggles to master the techniques she needs if she's to survive the unyielding and often harsh world she is thrust into.
she then learns the value of independence and courage, rage and forgiveness, love and survival, to earn her freedom from the past.
i will say no more but for you to watch it or perhaps read its boook.
it's worth the cash.
4:21:00 PM
her point of view;
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
changi is the place i'd never want to move to.
never.
you could offer me anything, i'd still stay put.
that place just sends trickles of sweat down my spine.
the looks, the people, the smell and the whole damn environment that comes with it.
maybe it's just the feeling of being faraway from home.
the word to go: i r k.
i had to adjust and familiar myself to that plot yesterday.
it was rina mun and i and just the rustling leaves and darkness.
we had to overcome forty five minutes of slow walk to the chalet.
and no it wasn't the first few chalets to begin with.
it was hell far [i swear] to the bungalow-ed chalet.
only dim lights pretty much helped us.
upon reaching there, we would have never guessed as much that we'd end up cooking indian rice for the majority.
it was pretty funn though cos' our first attempt screwed up.
we can cook rice.
it was just indian rice that perhaps needed more/less water?
and fifi didn't help by overloading the pot with more grains.
but overall it was alright.
i left early due to not being so comfortable.
i was rushing for time.
cabs weren't in sight.
and the rush for time so that i wouldn't have to hit the midnight surcharge.
but on the whole journey from changi village to redhill, it was an amazing eighty cents surcharge alone without the fare included.
that's pretty cheap.
harhar.
i'll shut up about the fare amount.
oh wells.
todays a whole new day.
i managed to do up a few holiday assignments.
got my whole accounts stack done and i'm left with chemistry and biology and i'm over.
just two weeks of self-study and i'll be a happy girl with her well spent vacation. [i hope.]
mummy's deciding on going to bangkok either on the second or third week of this month.
my fingers are crossed that we'll be 'holidaying'.
ugh.
over and out.
appreciates mun rina pmsinggirl.
10:49:00 PM
her point of view;
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
i've been very much away from the computer.
it's been down and the evil ke-nivil man had to take it away.
gone in ten seconds to the workshop and only returned three to four days later.
the june vacation has started and i'm not the least bit excited.
well at least i've got the first week to snooze around till the second the third week arrive.
it'll be self-study week which requires us, little girls to head back to school.
that's pure torture but i'm sure it'll instill a little motivation and perhaps ample time to prepare for the coming n's.
-hopefully-.
my forth week is left untouched.
so i made myself busy by drawing out the june calendar onto a piece of cardboard paper and stuck it flat on my wall.
the days are pretty much clogged with "to-do's".
.self study.
.something productive.
.lose those calories.
.birthday's to come.
.movies.
.beaching.
.piles of homework left to be done.
there's just so much to accomplish and nothing but little time.
when's it all gonna start?
i'm so laid back.
i should be sleeping now.
it's a torture to know that i'd be waking up at an early seven in the morning just to head to school for a snogging ten minutes to collect my report book.
i am not excited on seeing my results printed on that eeeky paper.
it'll lead to more nags.
though i've pretty much passed everything accept chinese.
chinese: a given up subject.
oh wells.
enough of thinking of it.
mind's at rest.
least my parents are not called down to see the form teacher.
rest assured my mum will be delighted slightly by my grades.
till then it'll be dinner with gab and chalet at night.
over and totally out.
12:07:00 AM
her point of view;
