TOO MUCH TIME SPENT ON CLOSING DOORS.

omgg work is killing me quickly (brain cells and arm muscles)

my weekend was kerazayyy.
i've never in my life worked till 1:05am?!?!

friday's indie night @ HomeClub was quite fun though..the music is yum!

anyway met c for LATE dinner after work @ sembawang hills!
finally met that girl. thus, as promised, peeeektures of -sings.. you & me..

don't ask me what i was doing.. i really don't know. c thinks its very psychedelic..HRMMM. i just look like an ah lian, i know.

this was us, embarassed @ angelic xmas last yr..

and erm us, dead drunk some random night after dxo in j2 (i couldn't even drink that milo pictured in front of me omg..how stupidly wasted was i)

that's you and .. jiang dancing ? haha..

and us when we were working together many months ago! (: (or rather, slacking..)

candid.

with ex colleagues

once again i'm lazy to rotate the pictures, so yea.
the peanut butter with nutella cupcakes we made together!! (: (:

&BELLE i've missed you mannnn.

&here's me and dinah, also MUCH missed..heard youre studying away like a good girl..VERY GOOD SIJIA. keep it up, give you sticker next time we meet for Mac's

my hair is like zomg. windy sia. hahah. dinah your hair so strong man. (hint wax strength)

where's da? busy playing mom.. (note the spring fountain/ Mac's effect of baby's hair) ..in HongKong (note backdrop) ?!

have i mentioned during the 5 tormentous days when i was sick i hung out with my sis the most and found out my new best friend has been secretly sleeping with me in the same bed room and studying with me in the same study room for all my life and i didn't know it..?! best kept secret of all time, haha. i'm glad she's a happy (: girl now!
we <3>i also <3

learning Spanish,

stuffing face with sylvia

as much as spidey3. i really loveeeeeee the spidey trilogy! i just don't understand people who don't.

i've a million zits springing up out of the blue.
it's forming a volcano RAHHHH

note even how Ugly Betty isn't ugly anymore.

okay random.

i'm really tired.

eh. realised i've suddenly uploaded a string of handphone photos. okay whatever. fatigue's taking me over. OFF!

kli'm dying soon. a migraine progressed to nausea which resulted in puking and then fever after swimming 5 laps, then shivering in the night and just now my stomach was churning like a washing machine and for the past hour it feels like someone's punching it from the inside. and when i lift up my shirt..i'm horrified to find red spots all over..omg i'm dying. people who have ignored my feeble complaints, you were wrong to brush me away!!!!!!!!

during my few days of hibernation people who called/ texted me only replied according to what was of their concerns.
i can't believe only my tutee twins bothered to ask how i was doing. yes i still went to tutor them cos theyre having SA1 tmrw.. anyway i'm so disappointed..
the last straw was when i was on the phone i was doubling over and couldn't even stand straight much less speak audibly and my whisper, 'i'm stomach hurts like hell i can't speak properly' was blatantly ignored.. amagadz. and i know i repeated 'my stomach hurts like hell' thrice.
even more infuriating was this stupid ah beng who kept calling the wrong number. there i was lying in bed whispering 'worng number' and he just kept going 'hello hello hello' with burgeoning loudness and impatience. HELLO I COULDVE FUCKING SCREAMED IN THE PHONE IF I COULD!!!!

amagadz.
i'm gonna take good care of my stomach if it manages to surpass this ordeal.

all i can say is thank god for internet connection adn insomniac best friend still awake at 530am in the states.

im so desperate that this blog has become my only outlet for i can barely speak in an audible tone for people to comprehend me. this excruciating pain is too much for me to .. stomach !! :c i'm a very sad girl.

TIME AFTER TIME
YOU REALISE YOU DON'T MEAN IT.

today i had a NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE (NDE). and like all NDEs should be, it was an Awfully (pun intended) enlightening one. i've learnt that i can never ever be aneroxic. people who know me would know i eat every 4hrs. i don't eat huge portions, cos i get sick of the same food easily. so when i was unable to eat for 6hrs due to overworking, i sat on the bus reeling from a giddy head and nauseaus tummy, and all my feeble legs could carry was the short distance frm the bus stop to my doorstep. i was completely incapable of meeting anyone for supper (sorry, k) or even walking to the nearest fast food chain 5 mins away from my house. so a wave of relief swept over me when mommy called to tell me she can ONLY cook maggi mee for me. ONLY?!?!? i was more than elated to devour the entire packet of mee, (along with 2 apples and 2 cups of green tea) though usually i can only finish half a packet cos i'd get really sick of it. i don't even remember tasting it at all, just concentrated on getting the whole bowl down my gullet as fast and furiously as i could. so yes, nicole richie, i would really like to be as skinny as you but my sole attempt has strongly hinted that i have no such willpower nor impetus, despite stretching my limits to greater heights.

eeps, i would never want to be at such a state of starvation ever again !!!!!

and by the way, a quarter of a 3D 15cm-diameter chocolate boob is all that is needed to create my new aversion to chocolate and cream, previously thought to be almost a staple. now the mere thought of it makes me wanna BARF.

my poor tummy has gone through a lot indeed in this short NDE of mine.

anyway, on less morbid moments..

we Y mocha and pink tiles!


and we also Y circles! (pls ignore intense holey area braces to the rescue soon)


don't be deceived by my apprehensive face. i was reticent to take a shot, not at the fooddddd. banana choc cupcake w nutella was HEAVENLY (tho right now, i reitarate my serious aversion to chocolate hence the sudden appropriateness of the eeps face)

gasp! is it possible? huiyi even smaller than her usual tiny frame!

after scaling mountains and hills and feeling all touristy and adventurousy,

i arrived in a white pony! (yea, right)


here we are, our dreamy bookland where we wandered in awe..


while i was busy reading off the wall,


huiyi found some self-identification, which we will all nod gravely to in agreement..

it says 'how to cook a wolf' &hwee has her cutlery all ready.. hahah..

venturing further..


something catches my eye!


peering peering..

lemme in!!
prison break madness aside, there was also moon gazing..


you can't see it but there it was, a moon shining brightly in the day
then we also spotted a lil kitty (sorry for bad visuals but i'm lazy to rotate it)


so we decided it needed some company


but miao!! it looks away! act dao!

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spoke too soon, so much for unmorbid thoughts.
everyone's leaving..
i'm gonna miss this girl

brightly wound says:
youre gna be too cool for me
overlapping melodies says:
NO MAN
overlapping melodies says:
YOURE MY SISTER AND YOULL ALWAYS BE

>:c

/the wreckers; lay me down

YOUR TIME IS OVER, GOODNIGHT.

today i am reminded again as to why i love Ichiban Sushi.. and how pumpkin goes well with egg, as good as salmon pairing up with cheese or asparagus.. at the end of the day food will always make my day. so if i haven't had a good day i'll be going home to hershey's cookies and cream or that entire neat compartment of rolling tiny red apples as i draw the fridge. it's that easy. or not, if my supply dwindles. so judging from that i guess today was kinda revivable..

@ toy museum, my fave was prolly erm, the hopskotch..


I put millions of miles Under my heels And still too close to you I feel, I am not your rolling wheels I am the highway I am not your carpet ride I am the sky I am not your blowing wind I am the lightning I am not your autumn moon I am the night

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'narcissism is a condition defined mostly by disablingly low self-esteem, requiring the sufferer to seek almost constant recognition and reward.'

another word, another term, another issue that, like any other, reminds us there's always two sides to any story, a reason to fault and blame just like there's a reason for guilt, room for indifference as there is room for love (desp. housewife taught me that the opposite of love is not hatred but indifference.. ha ha..), but then again on another whole new dimension there is never black and white but the shades of grey and how everything goes down to a point of unending utter pointlessness..
..no i don't know what i'm rambling about

/la rocca; goodnight.

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ouch.

CUT ME OUT OF HERE

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tdy i made another 50bucks by doing hideous monthly job. all that smiling was killing me but alright shan't complain, it was only an hour;;
killer job #o2 tutoring the twins - Fern was singing (screaming) her school's camp songs loudly at the top of her lungs and refusing to listen to me as usual. post-camp blues..

and then i go and spend my money on a REALLY PRETTY and also REALLY HOLEY blouse. no it wasn't obscene in any way but some delusional fat ass prolly squeezed into S before me and ripped it but yes i bought it anyway. okayokay hyperbole.. i exaggerate. was a lil rip-a-tat.. but still.

my day with c, thus shall end off with something for her..

this is why sometimes some people can be excused for hating cats..
and choose to favour bunny lovess instead..
(i.e me.. no this ain't mine.. adorable aren't they..!)

ha ha.. don't kill me.

p.s DON'T ASK ME ABOUT UNI ADMISSIONS.

/strays don't sleep; for blue skies.

so i was imagining these cans with expiry dates and i can already picture all these faces plastered on each can, some expired, some nearing expiry. the travellator is going really fast and heading toward the bin
and i really don't know how to drink them all up in time..

so anyway
today was manymany eau de parfum (i Y issey miyake) &exploration day.. walked frm tg pagar to raffles by the night. saw manymany prettyyyy stuff (: piccas up soonn.

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i don't know how much longer i can keep up with this.
now we can almost imagine why Veronika Decides to Die (though i still don't get why it's a happy ending.. it's not meant to be a fairytale is it..).

MONOLOGUE (i.e holding a conversation with self and no one else so don't bother reading if you are at all)

satisfied my random cravings of weekly sliced fish mee sua with egg (from ban mian stall..i find the authentic fish soup icky) from kf, mr bean greentea biscuit, papaya soymilk and soya icecream, fluffy bread with varied fillings, shihlin mushroom cheese crepe, cherry muffin, surprisingly springy la mian frm amk hub and crystal jade chewy redbean banana balls.. and i could just go on :D :D
you don't really want to know the span of this feat. i know i'm pretending i don't. thus the double :D
read in US Elle about why women like to narrate and recount in detail what goes in that tummy.. this is how a magazine can educate me about myself (just because Jessica Simpson is gracing the cover don't deem it a bimbo mag).. learn something new everyday don't we.

read chicklit (janegreen, ilove), watched chickflick (well, because i said so kinda belongs in that category doesnt it).. they really don't call em feel-good for no reason..

on movies, i loved

for the humour.

pilates and yogasana making me nauseated and tired.. MANY TIRED.. and wobbly legs too. picked up swimming recently too (i INSIST i am getting tanner you unobeservant people stop snortling at me!) evidently putting to rest childhood nightmares of boys in my swimming class kicking (literally shoving their feet into my face) ahead of me and misty goggles from teary eyes.. was quite a traumatising experience, swimming classes on Saturdays at age 9.. still vividly remember praying for rain as i dreadfully pulled up the elastic straps of my swimming costume (yes in those days i would consider a bikini indecent)..

speaking of trauma.. on the VT massacre.. it's brutal, it's tragic. there's understandable contempt, there's disgust, there's blame, but how come all the reports i've skimmed failed to mention how the gunman, student, son, brother, boy, culpable for this is doing right now.. or if anything was done to find where those hateful creative writings of his stemmed and bred from.. or why people gave up on him.. or why he was the way he was at all.. or maybe my skimming proved to be bad reading..
it's sad though.. the extent gone through to throttle issues into light.. though the real issues seemed to be conveniently dodged and instead limelight's on racism and all.. but what about prevention instead of consequences..
okay maybe this is a sign i'm watching too much OTH haha..

and by the way pls stop harping on university admissions. it's giving me a nervous breakdown. ive selectively chosen to believe steph is right and the postmen around here are lazy (no offense).

SIGH. :c

/la rocca; non believer
goldspot; float on
the perishers; my heart.

FEELIN BLU.

just realised i bought like 3 blue tops over the past 2 days.

BEHIND ME

i hear me laughing at me.

NO I CAN'T STAND YOU NOW

few days of frenzy started with

the longlost culprits (we all look really weird here)

hilarious.

(piccas courtesy of syl whom i thieved from :)

RANDOM.
<3tauhuay>

more this june pleaseeeee reality alone here.. pull the trigger.

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last night @arab was HILARIOUS. sneakin bombs frm singaporepower and suspicious saliva. :O nettos, love our flea buys HUH. (but i <3>

/ the hush sound; you are the moon.

p.s revival due to the fact that i just installed the new hyper sensitive mouse (no yellow but blue mouse!)

void, void Y