UOYSSIMI*

I last saw the Weed on my birthday which was 3 days; 72 hours; 4, 320 minutes; 259, 200 seconds, ago.

And despite the fact that she:

• Makes me cry all so often,
• Screams at me and call me names,
• Has disgustingly biased double standards,
• Wakes me up everyday so that I can talk to her online while she's in school,
• Assumes that I don't appreciate her,

I still miss her. In fact, I miss her very badly, like very very badly, like VERY VERY VERY badly. -double frown-

Another 12 hours to go before I get to see my Seaweed. -triple frown- I am going to go to bed right now so I'll get to see her in dreamland first.

Snowball misses Seaweed.


THIS BAD. ):


P.S. : She's not as evil as I portray her to be in this entry. In actual fact, she's a really sweet seaweed (Pun not intended). I just thought that I shouldn't praise her so much on my blog or her head will get too big for it's own good. You know I love you just the way you are.

"Heaven knows I'm falling for you, my sweet embrace."

Priorities

In the name of love, what's YOUR priority?

"There's no need to complicate our time is short.
This is our fate, i'm yours."

Linger

Spent the past two days home and I've had about enough of staying home because all I end up doing is eat, eat and eat even more. -mutters-

Staying at home really does me no good. I just end up feeling emo and fucked up with myself and probably the rest of the world. But I just can't help it, it's a feeling that lingers and refuses to go away. I need to get over that feeling because it's eating me up slowly, day by day.

With all honesty, life has never been better. I'm happy because I have loved ones who truly care and love me but something's just missing, just one thing. I'm not exactly sure what it is but I guess I'm just being Miss Abnegation; denial is just another method of running away from reality.

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I'm getting sick of bumming around so I've launched into "job search" mode but it's not going well at all. I don't even know what I want to do exactly, so my options are rather open as long I still stay in the Hospitality & Tourism industry.

Quite a few people have suggested that I go into the "night life scene" since I'm working at Peranakan Place now, my biological clock goes so well with the working hours and it is part of the industry, but I hesitate because I am not willing to give up my personal night life, at least not just yet.

Can you imagine no Mambo or Bounce with Andrew on Wednesdays and no Flava with Andrew on Fridays?! I mean yes, I've toned down a lot in terms of clubbing but if I really do go into the night life, it would mean zero clubbing and I'm not ready for that.

"You know I'm such a fool for you
You've got me wrapped around your finger, ah
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger"

The Big 2

It's 0630 and I'm still wide awake. Here's a rundown on my birthday weekend. (:

Saturday, 22nd April, 2030 hours.

Had a pre-celebration with the Yong Tau Foo girlies on Saturday. The girlies treated me to Nooch @ Paragon and bought me the cake I wanted from Bakerzinn! HRC with Jojo, Bessy and Jie after that. No pictures because I was just, well, too happy and forgot to take my camera out. -.-

Thank you girls for everything. The "surprise" birthday cake, although I kinda suspected something wasn't right like Zen said, but the cake really did come as a surprise eventually.

Sunday, 23rd April, 0400 hours.

Supper with Jie and then headed back to the Weed's. The moment we reached Weed's doorstep, she told me "Baby, you have to close your eyes and walk straight to my toilet.". What choice did I have but to follow instructions right?

If I were ever to go blind one day and I'd have to rely on her leading the way, I think I'll die within 3 days. She covered my eyes and I didn't peek one bit and ended up ramming into her toilet door. -.-

-0430 hours.
So I stayed in the suffocating toilet for about 10 - 15 minutes with absolutely nothing to do before she finally said that I could come out. Thank goodness I'm not claustrophobic or I would have died.

My lil one had tea light candles laid out all the way from the toilet to her living room, which all eventually led to this heart shape formed by more tea light candles and in the middle of the heart was a hand made card (because I always complain that she never makes anything) and MY LE COQ SPORTIF BALLET SHOES, AGNES B EDITION!

I blinked for two seconds not recognizing the shoes because I never knew that they had it in Black (the one I saw was white) and I couldn't believe that the KNN S$195 dream come true shoes were looking back at me.

Other than saying "Oh my God.", I was basically speechless and I still am speechless.

-2245 hours.
We were walking aimlessy in town when I needed the ladies so I "borrowed" Crown Prince Hotel's toilet. When I came out, she was no where to be seen so I called her. So she picked up and asked me to wait for her at wherever I was because she was talking to her friend. After awhile she came back and we continued walking around aimlessy.

-2330 hours.
She said she needed the toilet so we went to Specialist Centre then she started acting so damn strange with my Agnes B paper bag that contained my shoes after coming out from the toilet.

We continued walking and when we reached the "coffee shop" next to Meridien she told me, "Wait here, don't move" and I obediently rooted myself to the ground. A minute or two later, she returned and we continued walking then she suggested going to Istana Park. My immediate reaction was "Go there feed mosquitoes is it?!" but I obliged of course.

-2358 hours.
She suddenly jumped up and said, "I'll be right back" and started running off. My reaction this time was "Where are you going?! Its so quiet here what if I get raped?!" (I was just exaggerating of course). She hid in the corner doing whatever she had to do and made my back face her so I couldn't see.

- Sunday, 24th April, 0000 hours.

The moment I got my first birthday SMS at 12, she screamed asking if it was 12 and when I assured her it was, I turned around to see what she was up to this time. There was the lil one again, walking towards me with ice cream cake in her hands!

-1700 hours.
Travelled to the other end of Singapore, Woodlands to pick the lil one up from school and headed down town after.

Parklane wanton mee and Rochor beancurd. Totally heaven because I've been craving for both for the longest time already. Then we caught Eight Below at Cathay Picturehouse. The show's fantastic by the way, go catch it.

And I cried but only because the show was so dammit touching that I cried so technically, I got through my birthday without crying! (:

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A huge thank you to all the well wishers. And yes, may my dreams come true. Haha.

An even bigger thank you to the lil one for making this birthday such a sweet saccharine one. For all the surprises that you went through so much to carry out, for all the time and effort searching high and low for the perfect present, for buying me my perfect pair of shoes, for all the love, hugs, misses, kisses and even tears and most of all, for just being you. ilu*

I have to say this one more time. I love my Seaweed many many!

This is how happy I am, (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((:

"And if I asked,
Would you say yes?
Would you?
I need to know."

19 +

The last 48 hours of being 19 years old was somewhat like a rollercoaster ride of emotions. I don't even know how to begin describing how I felt and how I feel now.

I spent an hour bawling like mad 3 hours before I turned 20. I just couldn't stop crying. I just called Jie and cried and cried and refusing to say anything else but cry for the first 10 minutes.

Just let me get through the next 18 hours without crying and it'll all be perfect for once. -crosses fingers and toes-

Happy 20th Birthday Andrea.

"Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you.

- I'm still waiting."

Asi Es Perfecto

0645 on a Saturday morning.
She's up wrapping her birthday present.
And she's up accompanying her to wrap her present.

She's tired and frustrated because she screwed her present up.
Her heart aches to see her tired.
Her heart aches knowing that she is doing all this for her.

I think they are the cutest couple alive. (:

"The things we do in the name of love."

Banana Pancakes

If any of you have seen me lately, you'd know I am pretty much beginning to resemble a panda. Exhaustion's taking a toll on my poor body. My throat's sore and I have this perpetual body ache. I swear it's a sign that I'm getting old. -frowns-

I need a massage. |:

Did opening half shift at Acid earlier. Just 4 hours of work and I'm seriously drained out. All just because I haven't been getting any proper rest.

I sleep at dawn everyday. At around 1000, I would awake a grumpy girl. Because of the KNN noise that is coming from the construction of God knows what. My neighbourhood is going through upgrading and I have to bear with all the noise till 2009.

I want to move house like now. Like let me sleep in peace, please.

My appetite the past week has been like crap too. I have an average of 1 tiny meal per day. Which means my bra doesn't fit again and I've gone down the scales by 2 kgs. I'm just too tired to eat.

So anyway, Acid was fully booked today. Of late, it seems that everyone is celebrating their birthday. There were 2 birthday celebrations complete with cakes. When I say cakes, I refer to the whole damn cake, not a slice.

I want that dark chocolate Bakerzin cake I saw in their catalog. Actually, I'm just craving for sweet nibbles (Read: Period's coming).

Celebrations with the Yong Tau Foo girlies tomorrow. ((:

"But baby, you hardly even notice
When I try to show you
this song It's meant to keep you
From doin' what you're supposed to
Like wakin' up too early
Maybe we could sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now

And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just rainin'
There ain't no need to go outside"

Count

First things first.

The entry about getting Jie a birthday fuck was a God dammit joke. The only applicants were Bessy, Zen and Clair and we Yong Tau Foo girlies do not incest. They don't even qualify dammit. I can swear she did not get a birthday fuck because I slept NEXT to her (we were both drunk) and I can swear even if she was the last person on earth and if I'm KNN horny, I also won't fuck her.

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Second things second.

Here is a poem the Da Jie of The Yong Tau Foo Girlies, Jojo wrote for me and I AM FORCED TO PUT IT UP ON MY BLOG.

Backside hair, the youngest of us all.
The one who skanks
and dresses like a minah lor.
So slim and tan,
So crazy a friend.
She claims she can drink,
but puked on her ring.
Acts so macho
but really so soft.
Like when she got sad
and crashed at cheryl's loft.
Seen her in her uniform?
She look so cuckoo!
Okok its kinda cute
and i still love you.

And I'm going to defend myself here. I do not dress like a minah so yes I skank but I AM NOT A MINAH. I can drink please, you know its a fact. Last night was cause I haven't been drinking and I didn't eat the whole damn day la. And I LOOK FINE IN MY UNIFORM DEH. -big sulk-

And here's the Weed's one. HAHAHA.

Spencer, my auntie.
Who I disliked at first sight.
I know that's prejudging
but it was my right.
Then Drea came along,
to change my heart.
Though your english is so cuckoo,
it makes me wanna fart.
You c-walk pretty good.
Though you can't drink for crap
but you're young and still got time,
cause practice makes perfect.
School has started so pay attention,
some lessons you can't learn in detention.
If you break Drea's heart,
do keep in mind,
your armani glasses will be mine.

So apparently only Armani glasses will be mine rhymes with Drea's heart. KNN. LOVE YOU LA JO. So fucking cute.

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2 hung over sisters KTV-ed.
4 hours of emo songs.
I doubt there was a single happy song.

Jie, I'm sorry we spent your birthday being so God damn it emo. And you spent more than half of it listening to me rambling on the same topic but it was good spending quality time together. We haven't done things together (other than clubbing) for the longest time. I know the road ahead is tough but I'll be right here with you. -hugs you tight- Don't emo already la. You emo I even more emo.

I sang Jay Chou's Jie Kou 3 times.
And I cried, again.
The song is stuck in my head and is somewhat driving me nuts.
My head hurts so damn badly.
I'm still a little hung over.

I need my Ponstans.
Just 2 will do.
Then I need my flu tablets to make me sleep.
Maybe 4 will do the trick this time because 6 is too strong and I need to work.

So now I'll tell you why I'm really down on my luck.

I got followed home, AGAIN. This is the 4th time in my life. Twice when I was 16 and still living in Hougang. The other time recently when I was returning home after clubbing.

The story is really long and I'm no story telling mood but all I can say is I was so damn mother freaked out that I burst out in tears but thank God I'm safely home now.

I love you. You know I do. I will eat all those tissues and toilet paper with your tears and your nose poopoo. I love you that much.

"I miss you like CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY"

Gone In Every Context

Jie was right, I exploded, in the wrong way though. Breaking down is hard to do.

So Jie got drunk and so did Bessy and I. All because Bessy and I were helping her to finish up the damn lethal drinks (Sambucca Shots, Flaming Lambo, Tequila Pop, Waterfall and some pure alcohol crap) the Phunk Bar people were feeding her.

I drank half a Tequila Pop and 3/4 a Waterfall for her. All on an empty stomach. So smart Andrea.

I did not plan to get drunk because I hate puking and I'm having the hangover of the century. Plus, I was a horrible drunk last night, I couldn't stop crying. I guess alcohol and emotions don't go well together.

I'd like to thank Bel and Jo for taking care of me. Thank you both for being so patient when I was such a crying and puking wreck.

To Jie, I'm sorry you spent your birthday watching me cry like a total fucktard. I hope you had fun puking with me.

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I don't know what went wrong. Everything just seems so dark, empty and incomplete.

2404 is fucking jinxed. I told all of you that over and over again but no one ever believes in me. I'll be working my entire birthday week away. That is if I ever make it alive to turn 20.

3rd year in a row I'll be spending my birthday without someone special. I'll survive. This year, I'm just going to stay home and stay in bed with the help of sleeping pills. At least that way, it won't be the 4th year in a row I spend my birthday crying like a fucking moron because I'll be asleep.

I'll be fine, or I think so. It's time to pop those pills so I can sleep in peace.

I'll be as strong as I can, I'll try. But if I fail, I'm sorry.

"So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay
Love can be so boring
Nothing's quite the same now
I just say your name now

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't want me back
You're just the best I ever had

So you stole my world
Now I'm just a phony
Remembering the girl
Leaves me down and lonely

Send it in a letter
Make yourself feel better

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't need me back
You're just the best I ever had

And it may take some time to
Patch me up inside
But I can't take it so I
run away and hide
And I may find in time that
You were always right
You're always right

So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay
Love can be so boring
What was it you wanted?
Could it be I'm haunted?

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
I don't want you back
You're just the best I ever had
The best I ever had
Best I ever..."

Birthday Fcuk

This entry specially goes out to my Tau Kee Cow Shit Leong Jie.

She's turning 22 in less than 24 hours. -cougholdcough- So before we party, get drunk and get too busy, here's an advance entry.

Her birthday wish this year is to get a birthday fuck. The dirty task of searching for a birthday fuck for her has been given to Zen and myself so therefore, I am posting a personal ad on abnegation.blogspot just because I am sorta forced to. x:

I'm the pretty one on the right and she's the quite pretty one on the left.


She made me take down the previous picture I put (and put it up again) because she said she didn't look nice in it. So apparently, she's damn gorgeous here. -scuttles around frantically searching for a barf bag- She's the one on the right that looks like she has D cup boobies but in actual fact she's an A cup.

Name: Cheryl Leong C.S. (Cow Shit)
Age: 22 (So damn old please)
Occupation: NUS, Arts and Soci Undergrad majoring in Literature and Sociology (A horrible one at that)
Height: 158 cm (I'm making a wild estimation)
Weight: 45 kg (Again, estimation)
Vital Statistics: Average Singaporean girl boob size, pretty small waist and hips.
Achievements: FHM Girl Next Door Top 100 (Like WTF)

Qualifications to apply:

• Only Female Actives, Butches and Andros. The rest need not apply.
• Long fingers a must. -ahem-
• It doesn't matter if you don't look as good as Shane from The L Word, I mean once the lights are off and she's drunk (She'll be, trust me), all you need to do is to give her a good satisfying (shut her up about wanting to have sex till she finds a new gf) fuck and she'll be the happiest birthday girl.

Please leave a comment if interested or you can email her mama san aka me at blissy@gmail.com.

Thankyouverymuch. PLEASE HELP ME HOR. Spare me the "Where's my birthday fuck?!" tomorrow.

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Jie, don't be angry okay? You know I love you and I'm VERY SURE this entry will make you smile. Maybe even tear because you'll be so damn touched (you'd better be). So you finally turn 22 and it also means it is time to grow up please. Sometimes I feel like I'm the Jie and you're the Mei not the other way around.

On a serious note now. My dearest Jie, no matter what happens (even if you don't get a birthday fuck), you know that you still have all the Yong Tau Foo girlies. Tau Pok, Tau Gay, Seaweed, Titty Jojo and Queen Snowball Miss Abnegation will stand by you. To many more drunk Yong Tau Foo nights. I love you silly girl. -big squishy hug and big big drooly wet kiss-

Happy 22nd Birthday!

I Live In Fear

It's just 6 more lousy dreadful weather days to go till I turn 20.

I read someone's blog entry. It was so sad yet the sweetness was overwhelming. I can picture myself relating to that entry, spot on and I'm scared.

I don't want to go through 24042006 without you.

I live in fear every second, every minute and everyday. Jie said I'll explode one day like someone we know, if I let myself continue this way. Jie also said I'll die (literally) if she leaves because she's never seen me so, for the lack of a better word, obsessed.

All I can say is, don't tell me about it because I don't want to know what will be left of me.

"When I open my eyes,
I see you.
When I close them,
I still see you."

What's Left Of Me

Responsibility is a word where it's a responsibility in itself. Boy do I detest the sight or sound of the word. Even breathing is a responsibility because you're responsible for keeping yourself alive.

I'm stuck in a situation where I just don't know what to do. Maybe I do know what to do but I'm just procrastinating like I've always been because I'm scared of the outcomes.

So I'm a scaredy cat. I'm just human like all of you. I've lost and found some in the past few months and now, I'm just too afraid to do anything because I'm scared of losing.

But in life, you lose some, you win some. There's a risk factor to everything we do, just depending on the magnitude.

All I know is, it's time to stop procrastinating and to take the leap of faith.

"I'm taking this leap of faith.
Hoping you'll be at the other side, when I get there.
Will you wait for me?"

That Girl Was Me Again

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday; Zouk, Zouk and Zouk. (((: I could have Zouk-ed 4 days in a row but I couldn't get The Crystal Ball's invites. ):

Saturday and Sunday; Around Marina Square and town to collect Weed's Emporio Armani spectacles, Agnes B top and my aviators that Lil Brat's boy bought me. Thank you Simon! (:

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I tend to get depressed when my birthday approaches. It's just some strange dark cloud that beckons at this time of the year and I have evidence to back what I just said.

Tuesday, May 10th 2005; That Girl Was Me.

On Thursday morning, I was extremely depressed. I just couldn't stop bawling and all I wanted to do was sleep but insomnia kept me up. So I did what a depressed insomanic would do, I popped 6 flu tablets in hope it would put me to sleep and it worked. I slept for about 12 hours straight after that.

No I'm not mad. 50 pills didn't kill me so 6 flu pills definitely won't kill. Okay, so it was a lil crazy but see now why I'm not allowed sleeping pills because they actually can kill and I'm suicidal.

I suffered the after effects of course. I was super drowsy and there was this headache that was threatening to burst my brains, so I cancelled work. But I headed out eventually because I couldn't bear to stay at home, alone.

Earlier, I was walking around town alone, talking to Jie on the phone and crying. I could have sworn that I looked like a freak but I couldn't care less.

Today I burst out in tears thrice. Jie's conclusion is that I'm just feeling extremely emotional. My conclusion is that I just dread my damn birthday and I'm pms-ing.

7 more lousy days before I get over this annual crap.

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On a brighter note, here's something that still puts a smile to my face when I think about it.

Scenario: On bus 111 from Esplanade passing Raffles City's Agnes B store.

Weed: Give me your hand.
Snow: Why? -gives her both hands-
Weed: Say goodbye to your Agnes B shoes la. -grabs one hand and waves outside the window-

I swore I didn't know whether to slap her or to hug her at that point of the time. Kns. -sticks tongue out at Weed- Why must you be so cute! (:

Randomness: I want to buy that pair of Agnes B shoes, I want to buy the Agnes B dog tag, I want the Agnes B couple rings (don't know for what fuck but ya), I want that Agnes B bracelet and I want to buy Weed her Agnes B key chain. I WANT TO BUY THE WHOLE AGNES B COLLECTION LA.

"You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime"

Lego Mania

I want this Lego necklace. (Click to view necklace) Like OMG please, it's so pretty! Black and gold! I know, I have a penchant for black and gold stuff.

The babe went down to Bugis yesterday while I was at work and informed me that the black and gold necklace I fancied at Icon wasn't there anymore. |: So I've set my eyes on this one! So damn gorgeous please.

Hmmm, I'm thinking of getting another Lego ring.

I'm called Lego Girl by some at work because of my ring. More Lego please. -chants: Lego, Lego, Lego-

On a random note, I haven't Zouk-ed on a Wednesday for like a month already and EVERYONE is going to be at Zouk later. Like Jie, Jojo, Ryl, Chy and Queky. All the loves of my life!

Not forgetting the biggest love of my life of course. ((:

P.S. I'm a happy girl today despite the fact that I am broke.

"Come on lets go, real slow
Don't you see baby, asi es perfecto"

Money Is The Root Of All Evil

Why do I have to go to work?
Because I need the money to support myself.
Why do I have to do a full shift at Alley Bar?
Because I can't choose where to work and I need the money.

I am trying very hard to convince myself that full shift at Alley later will turn out fine. I've had a bad experience there so I'm pretty freaked at the idea of working at Alley, much less a full shift. )):

I'm depressed and emo. I don't know if it's just PMS or it's just me.

Time to grow up, I'm turning 20 in 13 days. God, how I hate my birthday. It's just going to be like every other year, fucked up.

Going to give the 'Le Coq Sportif ballet shoes, Agnes B edition' a pass. Weed was right, it's not practical to pay S$195|- for them. Plus, it isn't as if S$195|- are within my means.

Am I that immature when it comes to monetary issues? I hate to admit that I'm in the wrong but I reckon some people are just right. Sigh. Money, hate it, love it, can't live without it.

I've told a few people that I don't want to grow up ever. I have responsibilities that I shouldn't be carrying at my age and I'm just tired. It's not easy being me but that's my life and I'll have to take it in my stride.

Go try supporting yourself the moment you graduate from Secondary School, you'll know what I mean.

"It's hard not to break down once in awhile."

A Material Girl's Wish List

Material Wish List:

1. Le Coq Sportif ballet shoes, Agnes B edition. $195|-
Went to look at the shoes today. Sigh. I really want them so bad. So so bad. Someone please be an angel and donate money to me. I need to have those shoes. It was love at first sight. I really honestly am in love with the shoes.
2. Gold & Black necklace. $27.90|-
It's just so damn pretty.
3. DKNY Be Delicious / Ralph Lauren Black / Ralph Lauren Blue for Men.
4. DKNY / Kenneth Cole watch.

*Just give me cash and I'll go shopping on my own.

Non-Material Wish List:

1. A job.
2. Mummy to stop working so hard.
3. My family back as it was 10 years ago.
Impossible but heck it. It's called a wish list for a reason.
4. All my loved ones to be happy and healthy.
5. You.

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I've been a grouch the whole day because of the shoes. Sigh. I hope it doesn't become one of those, "I want it so badly but I just can't get it" things. I'm sick of being so broke. This always happens, it's like a damn sick carousel ride. Who's fault is it at the end of the day? That damn fucking asshole of a genetically related father I have.

Doesn't help that I saw this beautiful Gold and Black necklace at Icon, Bugis today. -frowns- I need money. Like real bad. I'm depressed. Why is it that I always get so damn emo during my birthday. It's seriously fucking jinxed. Like I am. I'm jinxed.

"I secretly wish for things to be like before despite the hate in me."

Burn That Hole In My Pocket

VAUNT! @ MoS
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There's so much more to this party, I can't divulge anymore...

So contact SJ at 92388874 for tickets!

PS: You really don't want to wait forever before you get your hands on them tickets, yo. :)

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Monday; Singapore Zoological Gardens, Work at Rouge from 2200 - 0300.

Tuesday & Wednesday; Chalet with the gang. I love you guys!

Thursday; Work at Rouge from 2100 - 0300.

Friday; Work at Acid Bar from 1700 - 2100, Sisterly bonding with Jie at Coffee Bean, Boat Quay.

Saturday; Shopping in town, midnight JB madness, Momo at 0330.

Sunday; Shopping in City Hall.

I am so exhausted. This week is going to be just as crazy with two full shifts at Alley Bar. I need some time off to rest and relax. I know what I need, I need a holiday! |: Any sponsors?

So I just got my pay and I'm "proud" to announce that I'm broke already in less than 3 days. -slaps self real hard- All because of the evil temptation called shopping. ):

Here's a rundown on what seaweed and I bought over the weekend.
Seaweed: Agnes B long sleeves (this was the killer), aviators and Lacoste shoes.
Yours truly: 2 Topshop basic tops, 1 Topshop striped camisole and 2 Topshop thongs.

Don't ask me how much we spent in total because the numbers scares me. All I know now is I am broke and it is not good because deathday birthday is coming and I don't want to be broke during my deathday birthday!

So maybe this deathday birthday, you guys can just bao "Ang Bao" for me instead of giving me presents. Hur. Kidding. Deathday Birthday wish list in the next entry. (:

Oh, tomorrow we're going to continue shopping at Marina Square. I am determined not to get anything. Or maybe we shall just see how first huh? Heh.

Random note: I want the KNN Le Coq Sportif, Agnes B edition ballet shoes! I WANT I WANT! I'm going to get it NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES (even selling my worthless backside). WO YAO!

"Together, we fit perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle."

Busy Like A Bee

Short teeny entry because I'm dying from not blogging but I'm just too knackered to type a proper one.

Been really busy with work and chalet the past week thus it explains the lack of blogging. Don't worry, I'm still alive and kicking just dying from exhaustion. |:

Will update real soon. I know you blogders miss me, I miss entertaining genuine blogders and nosy blogders too.

I haven't even been online since the last entry. Appoinments with me have to be made a week in advance and no kidding about that. I'm that busy la.

Wish I wasn't so busy though cause I have to get my lazy ass down to getting a proper full time job to kick start my career. Actually I think I'm just procrastinating, I still want to play! Whee~ But I will because I want more moolah. x:

I'm tired and aching like a grandmother now. My bed and "chou chous" are calling out to me. Hur.

16 days till I turn 20. I DON'T WANT! )):

"I liked watching the sunrise with you by my side.
I'm gonna Stickwitu till the sun stops rising."

Oh Rainy Days

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There's no more school and I'm barely working as it is but my schedule is packed 5 out of 7 days. I'm exhausted, I really am. I barely get enough rest and day after day, there's one commitment after another.

Emotions are in control but insecurity still creeps silently behind my back, giving me the occasional "Boo!" in the form of nightmares.

It's times like these where I feel like going on one of my MIA escapades. Especially on rainy days like these where I just want to sleep and never wake up till my prince charming kisses me awake, just like Sleeping Beauty.

-slaps self awake from day dreaming-

Reality is such, you can never run away from it, never. So on a very -ahem- random note, CONTEMPLATING SUICIDE IS NOT THE SOLUTION and you kukus know I'm speaking from experience. In fact, you get reality back in ten fold after you attempt suicide. (Read: Not commit because I'm still alive deh. I'll touch on how I got reality back in ten fold another time.)

So please, don't ever attempt/commit suicide. I'm not willing to do any hospital or funeral visits. Because it's stupid, yes I am stupid. So only I am allowed to be stupid again and only you guys can visit me at my wake or the hospital. It doesn't work vice versa okay?!

Sigh, emo. 20 days to jinx-ed day birthday. "Yay", I am so excited. -smiles weakly- Argh. Fuck cheebye.

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This is happiness pill. One of the remaining few pills that keeps me alive.

"If I had one wish, you know what it would be."

Love Your Enemies, It'll Piss Them Off

I figured either some people managed to hack into this blog or whoever I gave the password to gave it out without my permission because I've been averaging a 700 hits since April 1st and another reason (which I will not mention).

Come on, think logically. During the first few days it was password protected, I was averaging about 25 hits a day. I don't check on my blog over the weekend and I end up with 200 more hits than before it was locked. What nonsense?!

I seriously wonder how you guys manage to do it because I know for a fact that some of the people who actually had my password were complaining about the length of it and some have trouble spelling it. Haha.

Plus I kinda lost my mojo to blog after I got it password protected. So since my life and I am so God damn interesting, I'll just take it in my stride. Maybe I'll be Xiaxue 2 and blog for a living. -shudders at thought-

Anyway, I'm tired and that's all I have to say today.

"I'll live my life, my way."