if i’m not dripping blood, what justifies my cramps?
it has been 2 days…
yesterday after lunch…i felt sort of a churn in my tummy…and today…now…i feel the exact numbness kinda cramps i get when i am you know, bleeding.
and it worsened after the intern treated me to some wine gum from M&S.
always like that one…i guess i’m just not cut for alcohol. i dun like the taste of it even.
and i finally gotten my registered package from taiwan. ordered some earrings and bracelets from taiwan some time back…i’m so in love with my crowns. crowns are in fashion now you know? hahaha…
and i was passing some colleagues over at the other office where she asked me, “so i heard today is your last day?”
me: yups. -smilez-
colleague: first time i heard someone wants to leave becoz she feels she slacks too much.
i am a lazy girl. i dun really like working so much to derive some kinda satisfaction certain people get. but, to the extent that i feel bored enough that made me felt i am simply learning nothing, i can’t accept it. i mean, we all gotta start somewhere, if we just wanna blindly take up a job that doesn’t benefit ur learning process, then i would say leave.
the peeps here are real nice, but they are always giving me the excuse that they are busy so they usually only delegate very simple tasks for me. not that i am complaining, but this is not what i am looking for. i can enjoy a slacker job for a short period of time, but it gradually bores me out.
and it doesnt feel good when ppl around you are passing comments like:
“wow so good….slacker…”
“you are an overpaid clerk”
“you complain what? you slacking most of the time”
i is dun like it lor. not i dun wanna do. is they dun wanna gimme work. i can’t help it if i have nutting to do and i msn and surf net. what else shd i do? take a cloth and wipe the glass doors? then perhaps the cleaning auntie might hate me coz i am snatching her ricebowl.
its a pity that its only when i am leaving that we are getting closer to the intern. his name is mingleong and he is the most soft spoken guy i’ve ever known. not in a sissy way, in a very gentle way, often resulting in us going “har!?” and him having to repeat himself, more than twice.
that silly twit opened the fridge today and took out a pack of overnight sushi. it had 5 pieces and he offered me a couple of those without the seaweed after i kindly informed him that i is weird and fussy and do not take seaweed.
his eyes popped big big and asked: you dun take seaweed?
me: nope, i dun like the taste, i will puke.
ml: har?
me: yah…thats why i always remove the seaweed before eating the sushi. hehe
ml: eh here got one without seaweed, you want?
me: when u got it? eee i dun want…i dun take raw food. hahaha.
ml: my gf bought for me lor. yesterday. dunno spoilt le not.
me: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks!!! confirm spoil le lor! where got ppl eat overnight sushi one?!
ml: spoil le meh? -smells- no lah…she will kill me if i dun eat lor.
me: chey…throw away she also dunno. hahahaha.
i is bad hor?

You...will wish...the night...never exists...

BOO! i'm a scaredy cat!!

and i'll prolly need some kind of face-hugging pillow/cushion/soft toy to cover my face 95% of the airtime of the movie.

still dunno what i am talking about?

saw this poster when i was waiting to go into a night of K-ing with my sister er...last week. haha...a lil late i know....but still...i wanna share!!! my teeecher says we mussssst shareeee with everyboddyy oneee...

so scary hor? as i was goofing around with my cam, and staring at the poster, i decided it would look scarier if the head was more closed up and big.

abit grainy coz i closed up with my phone. prease lah...forgive mee lahh...

it never fails to amaze me, how some people can turn on the computer and blogging ideas would naturally surface. and also, how much effort they painstakenly take to photoshop their pictures to make them look drop dead pukey.

okie i am not gorgeous. but neither do i photoshop my pictures to mislead people who reads my blog to think so. its already very "imaginery" to hold a conversation with a stranger online. and more often than not, we tend to fantasize bout how goodlooking the other party is, not taking into consideration that there ARE lots of plain janes and average looking people around.

the furthest i ever went with my pictures on picasa, is to sharpen the images, as well as to add the glow function to the collages. this, i dun think equates to photoshopping's standards.

i digressed. i had no intention to pinpoint any bloggers who enjoys photoshopping. i had wanted to purely blog bout how lazy i am to actually take pictures of things i buy/places i been to/who i went out with/what i ate/and whatever that are picture-takeable and then to post them online, letting everyone know what i bought/where i've been to/who i went out with/what i ate and whatever that worth me snapping their imagines.

i was packing my shopping loot from yesterday. since i had no use for most of my purchases yet, i decided against opening up the nicely-wrapped items just to capture a picture for you guys to visualise what i bought. the thought of destroying the wrapper, only to put it back thereafter put me off. you can call me lazy or whatever, i dunch really care.

the only thing which i am very willing to unwrap as many times as possible, even to the extent of taking a picture of it, is the whitegold key i had bought way in advanced. mommie had already given the green light which allowed me to buy it. knowing her finances, i didn't try to be a difficult birthday girl. i felt i only needed something simple and nice to symbolise the first step into adulthood.

its simple, and i like it. i dont need loosely cut diamonds on it which would cause the price to go up by a couple of hundreds. i'll only be wearing it for a year anyway. and yes, i'm finally turning 21. its freaky. only seems like yesterday when i was mugging for my A-levels.

i dont come from a well-to-do family. money is tight at times for my parents, esp in the past. but mommie never fails to try and give us the best and most of our needs, as well as some of our wants.

i didn't grow up with sega gamesets and europe/aussie/us holidays. i didn't pass each birthday with branded birthday cakes and expensive toys.

and i was largely taken aback, when mommie asked me what present i would like for my 21st. when i replied i want a digicam, she refused immediately, and i know it was quite impossible. but from the looks of it now, it seems highly likely that i might get it. it doesn't really matter to me actually. there's no lack of friends with theirs during dinner get-togethers and outings. and i have a reasonably good cam phone.

i think i sound too uncheery in this post. at times i do get this sudden moodswings. and i'll just sit down and think things through.

pardon me, for i am not able to express to you what i really feel. i prefer to bottle them up. i prefer to be the only one to understand what i am feeling/going through. maybe its because i trust no one enough to bare myself. maybe its because no one bothers to ask. maybe its because, you're just not the person i want to open myself up to.

sighs, enough of that.

my chalet is confirmed.

venue:downtown east resorts

date: 1st july, saturday

to date, i can only divulge that much. all other misc stuff like timing, theme, what presents i would really like to receive and who is invited will only be released much later. perhaps like after my exams when i am more carefree.

things i do not want: soft-toys(i will chase u away with a broom), silver accessories(i am very allegic. i itch and i get rash and i'll scratch and it leaves scars), watches(i dun like to wear watches which i dun fancy, and i have weird expectations. and i itch too when i wear watches), cds(i dont have a discman?), perfumes and bodylotions/comestics.

here's what everyone has been asking me----things i want: money(who doesnt want?), memory stick duo for my k750i-1gb(get me the 256 one and i will hit your head solid solid one time. ps: learnt it from jaywalk), mp3 player(and please let it be of an impressive storage size. i have no need for a 128mb mp3 player), digicam, birks, lifetime supply of moonflower perfume, a new mini hi-fi system would be nice(esp if its pink), a holiday treat, the ruby ribbon-design ring, the heart shaped diamond ring(haha...okies this is way too expensive and no one would be able to afford it), a new wallet(easiest to buy right?! but please make sure you know what kind and size of wallet i like) and erm....i would think of it again...

get the rough idea already?

if u had not/do not receive my invitation(by mouth or sms) by now/mid june, chances are, you are NOT invited. dun take it too personal, you are just not there yet for u to be invited. haha...okies this sounds bad...let me rephrase...what i meant was, my guest list is already scaringly long, and i don't need people whom i've never seen for the past 3 years to show their faces just because its my birthday. if you hadn't bothered to meet up with me, then don't expect an invitation. common sense isn't it?

going to bed soon...

there are certain people you miss, but the hurt they brought to you could be so great, you couldn't bring urself to face them the same way again. it can never be the same again.

so happy~!

its had been a busy busy day today...

went to sign my appointment letter today, early in the morning. and then i went shopping with bunnie and the silly mama.

since i was early, i went to shop around first. BIG mistake. bodyshop is having a up to 60% off sale at the main atrium!!!!!!!! i was being informed that they are stopping the production for moonflower. for those that had known me for long, you guys would prolly known by now that i had been using moonflower since forever. and now...i have to find a new scent?!

being very me, i spent almost 100 bucks on 5 bottles of it! sighs...so broke now...but wat to do...a girl not only has to look nice, u gotta smell nice too right?

and the kiasu me already bought a key-pendant for my 21st already can? haha...nice and simple mah...

pictures of the little love...jie jie so love!!!!



oops...these came late...but i decided to post it up anyway...jan's 21st...


the main highlight of the night!!!!

curry chicken gary's 21st!!!!

oh boy...we had so much fun chit chatting and cam-whoring. its more like a small get-together over at his house...so well...less ppl and more cosy. but the silly bday boy kept apologising for not being a good host. so silly one! i think he did a great job and i really enjoyed. wait till he sends me the rest of the pictures. i like the one i took with him. haha....for now...enjoy our goofy poses!
 

Love is when you see his nick popped up on msn, and your heart skips a beat.
Love is when you see a notification regarding the latest love mail he emailed you, and you feel overjoyed.
Love is when you stay awake, just so that you could talk to him more.
Love is when you find yourself smiling when he says "i love you"
Love is when you find excuses for his absence, his wrongdoings, his mistakes, his unreasonable-ness, and still convince yourself to forgive him.
Love is when your heart beats faster, and you blushes when he's near you.
Love is when the two persons involved loves each other with the heart, and not with words.
Love is when you are forgiving no matter how many mistakes he made.
Love is when you feel selfish and wants him all by yourself.
Love is when you gets jealous over minute issues.
Love is when you radiate a glow on your face that tells everyone you're in love.
Love is when ur phone bills hit sky high.
Love is when you find yourself wondering how would it be like to start a family with him.
Love is when you think he's the best, even though ur bestest pal thinks he's a rouge.
Love is when yourself grinning like a fool when you think of him.
Love is when you miss him all day long.
Love is when he's the first thing on your mind when you're awake.
Love is when he's the last thing on your mind when you sleep.
Love is when you put all the blame on yourself when he ignores/is angry with you.
Love is when you can't find a reason to define why you love him.
Love is when he kisses you on your forehead.
Love is when he offers his company silently when you're feeling down.
Love is when he turns to his friends and proudly tells them "this is the one i love"
Love is when he turns blind to other more attractive girls.
Love is when his opinions matter.
Love is when trust doesn't seem as easy as its spelling.
Love is when you feel insecured no matter how much he ensures you are his one and only.
Love is when he pampers you even though he's broke for the month.
Love is when he gives in to you even though he's not at fault.
Love is when he learns how to sweet talk you despite hating it.
Love is when he changes himself to suit you.
Love is when you wanna grow old with him.
Love is when you feel time spent with him is worthwhile even though its just a quiet night, lazing together and watching tv programmes.
Love is when he tells his parents bout you.
Love is when he lets you go, knowing you're not happy with him.
Love is when you look at him in his eyes, and you see only yourself.
Love is when he is always there for you, sharing your everything.
Love is when you forget the world exists when he kisses you.
Love is when you feel the sweetness and taste the bitterness at the same time.

Love is when it hurts.

i think the list could go on, maybe thats the correlation with the song "my heart will go on".

hmmm....i just read a friend's entry, and she's upset with the way the boyfriend is treating her. haha...no, thats not a saddist laughter, i'm just laughing at the word love. i think everyone sees love differently. and well, maybe we all grow with time.

so sleepy...

1. My ex is: someone i'm still friends with
2. Maybe I should: stop believing in others and be independent
3. I love: myself
4. I don't understand: why i always repeat my mistakes
5. I lose: my head when my heart in involved
6. People say I'm: cute/slow/immature/mature
7. Love is: something i can't define
8. Somewhere, someone is: having monday blues too
9. I will always: hide my true feelings from others
10. Forever is: a word that holds no meaning when u are alone
11. I never want to: go thru certian things again
12. I think the current US President: wouldn't know who is jolene ho
13. When I wake up in the morning: i roll around in bed
14. My past is: history
15. I get annoyed when: People are late and they are not remoseful
16. Parties are for: bimbos to show people who stupid they are
17. My dog is: non-existent
18. My cat is: imaginary
19. Kisses are the best when: he has fresh breath
20. Tomorrow: I hope money would fall from the sky, as well as my ACCA certificate.
21. I really want: a driving license, a digicam, a mp3player, a memory duo 1gb, more money, an all expenses paid round-the-world tour
22. I have low tolerance for people who: have severe attitude problem and think there's nothing wrong with themselves.

where's the bunnie~~~~~~

the silly mama promised to post pictures of hunnie bunnie...but i dun see them around, so i decided to indulge myself in her pictures that are present in my lappy. aren't she adorable?

so love~~



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oops...these pictures came late....took them at hark when i finally brought the girls over. lol...there is a video starring qing and kit too...tag me if u wan it. lol



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everyone is turning old!!!! and this special friend of mine too! we've been together since way back...-counts- 8 years!!!! oh my gosh...and still going on fine...hehe...its not her birthday YET...so i'm not gonna wish her this early. will dedicate another post to her on the actual day. hehe...here are some pictures from my phone. more on bday girl's cam...will post them up when i get them.

having a terrible headache now...i think my irregular sleeping hours are to blame. pffts.

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i had a weird dream last night..hehe..oddly weird...and weirdly sweet.  

vicious cycles

i keep my hair long, swear to god i wouldn't touch it even if the spilt ends are so terrible my hair volume doubled, and in turn succumbing to trimming it a lil which includes massive layering which makes my hair looks shorter.

i cry and whine and cry and whine...and then swear to god i'll leave it alone again.

watch me walk into the salon a couple of months later.

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i tell myself i would start studying at the very beginning of a new sem. i procastinate and drag...each time telling myself "i would start very soon", only to find myself out shopping, watching movies, idling around, watching tv, surfing and msn-ing and doing anything but studying.

and hit the panic button when i'm barely 1 month away from my papers.

i am so sure i would do it all over again this time.

*****

you see something you think its nice. u tried but it isn't exactly flattering. you gave in because the sales assistants insisted u look fantabulous. and ended up 50 bucks poorer. u curse and swear at ur stupidity everytime u see ur purchase, and ended up doing the same thing at the next shop.

*****
the blood dripping period is also a vicious cycle.

*****

you know where the problem lies, you give him/her another chance, and he/she failed you. after some coaxing, another problem comes along, and u feel sad and dejected all over again. this goes on for as long as u remain sane.

u could only end it by ending everything(reads: ur relationship, not ur life goon goon!)

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and the list goes on...

me: here are your invoices without PO *handing her the stack on my left*, and here are the statements *handing her the remains on my right*
BITCH: ok can. wait, whats this?
me: oh i didn't know where you wanna place this reminder notice, so i had it scanned and sent to ur email too.
BITCH: this is statement, what for u put it together with invoices? and next time please dun use paper clips, i dun like them. and wats this? *removing the empty envelope the vendor sent together with the invoices which i clipped it together*
me: oh, they sent an attached envelope together with the invoice. i was afraid u might be particular bout me stapling it, so i clipped it.

the BITCH threw me a i-think-i-am-the-smartest-of-everyone-in-the-office and questioned me: i need the envelope for what?

i am pissed. apart from being much prettier than her, i couldn't think of any other ways where i had offended that BITCH.

i am going to da xiao ren tonight.

da ni de xiao ren tou, rang ni tou po you xue liu
da ni de xiao ren shou, rang ni die dao nong duan shou
da ni de xiao ren jiao, rang ni bu neng zai zhou lu

if it its really that effective, i'll be the first to try.

argh!

some time back in march, i was reading zhebin's entry bout how u shdn't raise a kid if u aren't able to provide for them comfortably. you can read it at http://zhebineverything.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-me-just-say-that-if-you-are-pauper.html

AND

you shouldn't raise a kid if you ain't prepared to discipline them.

personally, i NEVER believed in 不打不成材. i felt that canning was wrong. and slapping ur kid is a big NO-NO. i believed in reasoning. afterall, communication is essential to form the strong bonds.

BUT...

someone just had to make me do it. and i nearly burst a blood vessel this evening.

i understand how it feels when someone scold you fucked up, or that you are a fucker. it totally sucks. now let me tell you guys, my brother is the biggest fucker in my family.

have you ever heard a P6 boy hurl vulgarities at his OWN parents just because he felt like it?
have you ever talked nicely to ur siblings and had such replies "cheebye wanna fight ah?" "kannina fight lah, come lah. cheebye." ?

the fiercest i had ever used on my dad was "去死啦". that was in P2 when it was cool to scold that in school. i didn't get wacked. i got a stern warning. perhaps you could argue that i am a girl, and girls are usually more timid. i'm telling you thats rubbish. i respect my parents. i may raise my voice at them at times when they nag, but never to my brother's extent. i'm pale in comparison with him.

my brother is only 12.

i am not a very tolerate person. yet i tolerated his nonsense for long enough. i will always back off from an arguement or tell myself to cool it whenever he hurl those vulgarities on me, on us. my parents had grown used to it, and they are NOT doing anything to stop him, can you guys believe it?!

he totally crossed the line today.

think of the evenings that you come home tired from work or school and having to face shoutings from ur younger sibling. sucks totally. i am 9 years his senior. yet he acts as though he is the king just because he has a dick.

he COMMANDED me to close the windows cause he smelled someone cooking next door, and the smell will cause our floor to be oily. fair enough. at the time same, he told me to "go change the vcd" in the player. i shot back "wait lah, i only have one pair of hands, how many things you want me to do?"

bro: cheebye ask you to do things only you shout what?
me: cheebye cheebye, nothing good comes out from your mouth.
bro: so? you think you big ah?
me: yah leh. i am the eldest. i'm not big then who big?
bro: eldest so? i am THE ONLY BOY. you go ask popo whose 地位 bigger lah.
me: you boy so? i am still older than you!

this cheebye kia has the cheeks to say such things can? i swear to god that i really controlled le. after that i walked off to prepare for my movie later. as i walked past the hall where he was watching the tv programme, he murmured "cheebye face".

that took the cake. a big big cake.

i walked over to him and he saw it coming. he hid his face with his hands. but that did not deterred me from hitting him. i delivered a blow on his head.

if you guys think he will be scared and back off, please think again. he splash the cup of water he was holding in his hands on me as i was walking away can?!

i will be fucking ashamed of myself if i did nutting to that act. i delievered a second blow, still on his head. this time he stood up and continue to shower me with lovey dopey vulgarities. my blood was already boiling and *smack* i gave him what he deserved.

his right side of the face turned red immediately. my hand hurt. my heart didn't hurt. i am blardy sure he deserved that. still, he stared back at me with his eyes full of defiance.

he had the cheek to even follow me to the kitchen, claiming i had hit him 3 times, and he has yet to hit me back. at this point of time, i was utterly disappointed in him. he had gotten from bad to worst. i was surprised at my own voice when i screamed back at his challenging face "i dun regret slapping you. i regretted not hitting you harder!"

me: its time for u to pack ur bags and go live in the boys home.

i dunno if he is still terrified of that thought. my parents once had that thought a couple of years back. its been 4 hours. and i'm still boiling as i'm typing this out. if i dun discipline him now, the next person to do it won't be me. it would either be some gangster or policeman.

and no, i do not regret slapping him. its time he learn some respect.

Damage...

...is big big.

not in my case lah. more like my sis's damage is BIG.

i had an intensive retail therapy for 2 consecutive evenings. lovin' it...

and it goes to show, my decision to work is correct. i mean, nutting beats spending ur own earned money on necessities without ur mom nagging at you. and it offers u the chance to spurge on items u wouldn't dare dream of when u are feeling broke.

liqing once said "i am not broke leh. broke is temporary. i am poor lor!"

i am so so in love with the bronze j lo watch my sis bought. it caught my eye when i saw it. i was smart enough to psycho my sis outta her initial decision to buy a pink baby-g and spend a lil more on that classy watch instead.

wahaha....I IS SMART HOR?!

on our way back...on the train...we saw this sunkiss advert where they portrayed two quarter-cut smiling sunkiss oranges. the slogan read "smile from ear to ear...yada yada..."

sis: eee they lied! the oranges have no ears!

i learnt many many new stuff and terms 2 nights ago too!
like how office is actually spelt as oppit.
like "oh please" should actually be "oh preasee"
and like how sorry should be sollie in the cute way.
and ACS is 1 century older than me and AC boys are okie with u calling them gays and bapok and whatever and still laugh with you, knowing its just a joke!

i am rotting away in office as usual. the work load's kinda heavy today and i'm acting as though my daddy owns the whole company.

if only he does, then i'll get him to call the police cause my things are always being stolen.
first it was my pens. then i discovered my $5 gone. then now my panda biscuits are gone too! disgusting piece of shit! I IS HUNGRY LOR!

lucky lunch is in 10 mins time. pffts.

time for me to "chop" seats using my hello kitty printed tissue paper. or maybe not...u nv know whether those cheapo singaporeans will steal my tissue papers then steal my seats or not.

i have silky soft long hair. haha...no link!!!

this marks my number 300th entry....

and i just read something that made me cry. i've been wanting to do so since i dunno when but i just couldn't. finally i feel liberated.

http://jaywalk.blog-city.com/farewell.htm

enjoy it.

when it comes to men, its all logic and pure sense, their minds overrules their hearts.
when it comes to women, its all emotions and feelings, their hearts dictates.

sometimes, i wished i were a man.

the more i try to do something, the more i fail, the harder i fall, the more painful it gets. it makes me wonder, should i just have readily let it go right from the beginning?

its not over without a fight. i believed in it. and got disheartened along the way. i'm not that emotionally strong. my hard expressions and features are nutting but a facade.

equality between sexes. no matter how hard i try, or how much i yearn to be, i could never be as strong.

i'm tired, of the way i lead my life.

i dun even know, the reason for me to smile today.

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cast during office today
me, sista, a bag of cut watermelon

sis-took a piece of watermelon out of the bag and it landed on the conference table. she picked it up and popped it into her mouth without hesistation.

me: yucks u are disgusting. the table is so dirty. you nv know how much germs there are.
sis: really meh? shd be okie lah.

me shows her the disgusted face.

sis: -thinks- eh yah hor, maybe the directors orr pi sai(dig their nose) and flick it on the table.

me: hahahhaha....you might as well say they scratch their lan jiao then rest their hands on the table.

now comes the classic part. my sis showed me the classic expression of hers that never fails to make me laugh till i pee in my pants.

sis: guys masterbates everyday one!

i was laughing so hard, ana walked into the conference room and asked me whats so funny.

i tried eating a big piece of watermelon, forgetting that my mouth is probably the only small part i have on my whole body. lol. so naturally, the juices leaked from my mouth.

me: kaoz this watermelon is so big.

sis: ur mouth small lah.

me: lol..i think those with big mouths (insert name here) hor, their husbands very lucky. she won't gag when she performs oral sex on him.

sis: dun worry k? singapore men have small dicks.

u see...thats what happens when we take a 90min lunch break instead of the normal 60 mins.

you guys remember my pink french manicure i did just before chinese new year this year?

i love the colour combination, and me, being the cheapo me, isn't very willing to spend money going to get my nails done every single time.

though cheapo, but i is still smart. i chanced upon the same pink colour(the princess is uber heng) and decided that i is capable to doing french myself.

okies, i know it doesn't looked as high standard, but hey! its my virgin try at it can? 不需要太好嘛!!

this was taken on sunday night. my nails look like shit now. after i did my nails, all sorts of shit comes that involves active participation of my nails.

daddy cooked crabs on monday...

i went to help out at the teambuilding seminar which required some manual labour...

i cooked dinner today and i had to dig my fingers into the plate of bloody chicken to wash and massage(reads:marinate) it...

shit always happens.

just in case u guys think i had died-ed 死了 because i haven been posting pictures...here is some of my pretty shots.

saw the first pic? i clipped my fringe up in class and i couldn't remove it cause there would be a bulge. and the others...i was BORED in office lah. hahaha...notice the diff hair shape not? the bottom left hand corner is actually an old pic lah...the rest are the ones with my new hair cut. hehe..

went for a teambuilding corporate training as a student helper at Singapore Recreation Club. i stood 30 min in the morning sun, and i got another tan. i just saw a red "V" on my chest when i changed earlier. -sighs-

these ppl are provided with lots and lots of food one leh! i went hor, then 11 they had teabreak which consists of mini samosa, small little cake pastries and french pies. then 12.30 they had lunch can? then hor, after playing some games hor, at round 3+, they had another teabreak which consists of brownies, kuehs kuehs and choc donuts with sinful cream. so scary...

the trainer john, is very goodlooking for someone his age. is he 47 with a 25 yr old daughter leh..do ur math. very nice guy but has a wicked sense of humour. u know what i mean? lol.

the weather now is the best time for u to tug urself in bed and enjoy. it was raining cats and dogs when i arrived at sembawang earlier. and its still raining now...no more cats and dogs lah...more like kittens and puppies le. hehe...

any clever friends of mine out there would like to guess what i did?

yup, i did something which i haven done so in a long long long long time.

i walked in the rain. pitter platter pitter platter...the cold raindrops splashed on my face and body. it was cold yes, but very refreshing. i want to do it all over again!

and...you wouldn't wanna know how i looked like after that walk home. :)

wu ming is so sexy.

wu ming is so shuai.

wu ming is so manly.

wu ming = shao qi

dun you guys think he is getting better looking? i love it when he smiles/grin.

me: wah...he so shuai

mummy: siao. so old still say he shuai

my mummy then old, she dunno how to appreciate.

i was watching the 8pm show, where he played the role shao qi. he had this long distance relationship with joanne peh and she suspected he was cheatin on her because of a trick his female friend pulled on her and because he didn't write to her anymore.

who could have blamed her? no news and another girl's voice on the other line? even a saint would feel insecure.

so when he comes back and explain matters, joanne peh has to forget bout it? busy for exams so wat? is it very hard to write a letter, give a call, send an sms or even type an email?

and when he saw that she was rather close with her neighbour, qiu ze, he immediately felt suspicious. asshole. there she was, pinning for you, cried when u ignored her, and here you are, suspecting ur own gf right before ur own eyes.

我很生气！！！

are all guys like that huh? i am not defending females, but i think guys are alittle too heck care regarding certain matters. by time u wanna come crawling back, we have already given up.

then we are accused of not being understanding. let me ask you, how much effort have u took to understand us?

its no wonder girls prefer SNAG. find me one now, i want to fall in love with you.