7 Degrees of Separation

Ahhh. It's been awhile since I last typed in this lil empty text box but nothing much has really changed in my life though.

As I am typing now, the lil one is lying next to me in bed, falling into deep slumber. ((:

The reason for the lack of updates is because my internet connection at home is a goner and now, the lil one's laptop is a goner. Bloody buggers. Add on the fact that I've sort of lost my blogging mojos. Haha.

The lil one and I are literally stickwitu 24/7. Either I'm at her house or she's at my house, we're literally inseperable. Hur. It's like the keyboard and the mouse, always seen together. I know, what a metaphor to use right? Hah.

Today, she went off to school leaving me sleeping on her bed like a dead log. So happy. Haha. It's blissful because at least I don't have to bus all the way back to Bedok Reservoir.

So basically, the past weekend has been about the same like always.

Friday was at Zouk with Belly, Shawn, Jordan and Lian Jin. Had supper with Lian Jin and a very high lil one at Newton Circus who made us order BBQ Stingray and ate only a few mouths before "passing out" on the table. Haha.

Saturday was Liquid with Lian Jin, Jordan, Belly and Diva. This time around, it was my turn to get high. It is always the Moet's fault. Bah. At least I didn't pass out on my porridge during supper with Jordan at Chinatown. Hah.

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I spoke to an ex collegue online earlier. In some strange coincidence, he happens to be a mutual friend of my dad's and mine. In a stranger coincidence, he has been seeing my dad of late and told me that my dad has a Friendster account.

Curiosity killed the cat, it always kills the damn cat. When you haven't seen your biological father for last 10 years, obviously you'd check out his Friendster profile.

No offense to anyone but seriously which decent father has a Friendster profile?! So what if he's only 45. My mum's 42 and she acts like 42 year old and does not have a Friendster profile. Yes I am insulting my own father so stay out of it.

Anyway, I pretty much got a shock. At first, I couldn't recognise him. My memory of him was 10 years back and it's been stuck there ever since because I never saw him after that but after awhile, I did and unknowingly, tears just trickled.

I hate it that I look so much like him even up till this day. The first thing the lil one said when she laid eyes on his pictures were "You look like him". I hate it that he has a Friendster account. Fathers do not have Friendster accounts which just makes it clearer that he's no father.

But one thing struck me. He looks so old, like grandfather old. Which tells me, I am old! And I hope he dies soon. Knn, spoil my day only.

"Sing me a love song"

Boiling Point

Today after my interview, I called my mum to discuss the job details and unknowingly, tears started streaming down my face. Yes yes, the cry baby strikes back. Hah.

The frustration of sending resumes, going for interviews and the whole damn sick cycle has finally reached it's boiling point. I just feel so desperate, so frustrated and at such a loss that all I could do was cry.

I'm sick of getting disappointed with the jobs which most of the time don't appear to be what they are when you first apply for them. I'm sick of getting up so early just to travel all the way, dressed up in uncomfortable clothes and getting disappointed.

But so what if I've reached the boiling point, I still need a job. Sigh. So the back up plan now is, get a part time job while searching. My gallavanting days are over. Bah.

Visited Jie at work since I was in the vicinity and I was promptly rewarded with a scoop of the all raved about Hei ice cream. OH MY GOD OKAY! If I ever manage to hook up the part time job at Awfully Chocolate, I'm going to be Awfully Fat. HAHAHA.

I spent almost S$6 on my ez-link travelling around the whole of Singapore today. From the baby's to my place, my place to Tanjong Pagar, Tanjong Pagar to Raffles Place, Raffles Place to Tampines, Tampines back to my place, my place to Woodlands to pick the baby up then back to the baby's. -.-

I am so ready for bed after the long day that started at 0700 but it's Friday today so I'm off to Zouk now. Hee.

"Through everything goin on
We're right here holdin on
To one another."

Chasing Cars

Ikea yesterday was rather disappointing because Elena, Weed and myself came out empty handed but the food was so damn fulfilling. I finally satisfied my 6 months Swedish Meatballs craving. -double beam- After 10 meatballs, I continued to wolf down a hotdog at the Deli. I swear I was so damn full.

The Weed did not go to school today, again. -shakes head- I know, I'm a bad influence but hey, I can't force her to school if she doesn't want to go right?! Instead, we slept in all the way till 1500 and accompanied Weed's mummy to the doctor's at Yishun and went shopping at Northpoint. x:

Life's been a rollercoaster of late and it doesn't help that everyone's busy one way or another and I'm the only moron who's so damn free. Sigh.

Scored an interview tomorrow morning and if I do get the job, I'll start like almost immediately. Which isn't good because Weed's holidays are like in 2 weeks?! The timing can't be better but I really need something to do before I die from boredom and lack of moolah.

I hate the way I blog now. It's so damn sporadic and random. I want my internet connection back so I can blog whenever the insipiration kicks in not when I get to use the damn internet. Argh. Job, job, job, job.

"We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough"

Red & White

Happy National Day everyone! Although I'm sure to most people, it's just a well deserved public holiday in busy busy Singapore.

Last night was to Zouk for DMC Technics Championship. Well technically, we only arrived after the event, which was our main purpose anyway. HUR. And for the longest time ever, I had FULL Yong Tau Foo girlies attendance! I've missed clubbing with all of you!

So many others were there as well; Elena, Rena, Ashley, Queky and too many to name.

Then then DJ Cash Money actually played a couple of mambo songs please! Yes, of course I was the happiest, excluding a mad jumping Zen next to me on the podium. Haha. It's been a long time since I've had so much fun clubbing despite the thrice weekly clubbing routine. ((:

Okay, gotta run now. Headed to IKEA with the Weed and her buds. I'll update proper soon, promise.

"Promiscuous girl, you're all that I want."

Cos baby, I do.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
I finally found this for you my love.
Hope you like it,
I know you will =))

invasion filled with love, Spencer.




Through everything goin on
We're right here holdin on
To one another.
The reason why I love you,
Your charm and personality
I love your sensitivity.
Let me take a second,
Cos I'll be your love & essence.
Only,Wanna hear your voice speak,
When I feel your body heat,
Love every minute of it.
You're like the fresh air,
when it feels like no one cares
That's why I say...


"I must stickwitu"

Infidelity

The events on Sunday morning just proves that timing and alibi means everything in the world when you're being accused.

To Bel, thank you for rushing down to accompany her. I'm sorry we made you cry because of us. I love you dearly. -hugs-

To Queky, thank you for being so readily available every single time I call you in tears. Thank you best friend. Love you too. -hugs-

To Jie, thank you for always believing in me. I miss the balcony talks, I wanna go to your place and drink from the PowerPuff Girls cup! Love you Jie. -hugs-

To you, I don't know why everyone in this world trusts me but you. The irony of stickwitu.

"Through these tears, I try to smile"

One Last Try

One last cry
One last try
Before I give it all up.

But I don't want to; Dilemma.

Let's Play Pretend

Okay okay, so I'm finally back from the hiatus I've taken. I've probably used this blog title before but what the fuck, I feel like using it again for it's perfect description of my life.

All I do now is club, sleep and go for interviews. Bahh. That's how boring my life has become and it's August already! -mumbles- Life's just been so damn mudane that there's nothing to blog about except emo shit because of the emotional rollercoaster ride I've taken.

When you come to a point of desperation, what are you to do? Honestly, I'm scared, I really am. I no longer know how to react, so brushing it off, avoiding the issue and running away from reality is what I do now. But truth be told, how far and how long more can I run? I don't know but I've lasted so long, what's holding on to see the light beyond that glimmer of hope. Sigh.

So last weekend was the usual. Friday was at Phuture with Ming, Lian Jin, Elena and Weed. Saturday was Zouk, Liquid Room, then Zouk again with Ming, Lian Jin and the Weed who was with me only 1/4 of the time while I sat on the sofa nursing my period cramps with Absolut Cranberry. Hah. To summarise, it's been a hell of an alcohol overloaded weekend. Hur.

Speaking of clubbing, I miss clubbing with my Yong Tau Foo girlies whom have all taken to the "I am sick of clubbing already" motto. Hah. Unbelievable but true. So you girls better club with me soon! I miss my Tau Gay Zen, Tau Pok Bessy, Tau Kee Jie, Titty Jojo and Ding Dong Bel! I really miss all of you!

Today, on my way to meet Weed, I was listening to Class 95, bobbing my head to all the mambo music, thinking bout the mambo days. I miss my Lil Ryl, Glam Queen Marilyn and Blur Chy. We really need to meet babes! Especially mambo together before Lil Ryl leaves for England. Please meet up soon alright?

Of course I miss my bestie, Queky. Yes yes, I know I owe you loads of dates. I'll make it up to you alright? Speaking of which, what do you want for your birthday huh? Haha.

I'm not missing in action, just busy spending all my time with Weed. ((:
Happy 6th monthsary my lil one. I just have one thing to say, *stickwitu. ((:

"I can make you nice or naughty, be the devil and angel too."