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HELLO!!!!!!!!!!! omg, work was fun! i tried my hands at everything. everything! standing for 9 hours has given me more oomph to take part in the subaru impreza challenge next year. if i win, i'll fucking sell the car. money money money, is so funny *claps hands* in a rich man's world. no that i am rich, but i will be when i emerge a smelly champion. so anyway, mfm was worse. i had to stand for 12 hours last yr so not so cruel as compared to now. i <3 working long hours. do it for the moolah!!!! anyone is welcome to be my lunch/dinner date.

my toes are pain. i need new shoes. no. scrap that. i need new feet! i have ugly feet. firstly i have a retarded toe and secondly my veins are obvious. because of my retarded toe, i have a curved spine and blah blah blah so everybody should just shut up and stop pretending like they understand how bunions feel cos you don't, unless you have one, okay. mine is at the highest and most painful stage, yours may be at it's first or second. and don't tell me to "just wear lah, don't complain." no, don't. don't tell me that. it's annoying. try having a curved spine, an uneven hip level and having to balance and walk on the sides of both feet everyday, unlike normal people who balance their weight on their entire feet.

saw pictures of someone else shisha-ing and was reminded of the last time i went. the guy at the next table put on his motorbike helemt, closed the plastic cover infront and did the shisha, filling his entire helmet and covering his face in smoke. you have to be there to find it funny. he looked like a malfunctioning robot. and grape flavour is disgusting.

drilling is going on now. tomorrow, it will be painting. i'm bored with the purple in my room. then again, if i want to paint over, i have to do it myself. i don't mind, but bear in mind, it's me. i will on the aircon, music and dance dance while painting. i'll probably fall off the ladder while paining or the whole process will be delayed. my uncle was supposed to come and paint my house, but we're not sure if the hall needs a new colour this x'mas.

my manager just called but i didn't answer cos i was asleep. PEOPLE JUST LOVE CALLING ME WHEN I'M SLEEPING. and some best, some when i don't answer handphone, call the house. ninyamah. my house phone is damn blady loud. emergency then call lah! let's move on to voicemail. some people will listen all the way until the "please leave your msg after the tone" and then hang up. wahhhhhhh. what's up with that man. the worst thing to do, is still to call me when i'm sleeping.

i'm going to get ready to go out now. adios.

been contemplating on deleting my lj. i'll hold that thought to the day i get my o'level results. this is just a random post. sooo it's the 2nd already. time flies. case 39 is an awesome show. if you haven't caught it yet, watch it. worth it. beats paranormal activities hands down. i got shocked and screamed for the first time in the theatre, the popcorn in my box flew out and i watched like half the movie with my hands over my face, looking through my fingers basically. the girls in the row behind were so scared they looked like they were all over each other. hugging here and there. during the really silent part of the movie, they began squealing. i'll leave imagination to wonder what they were ACTUALLY doing.

i am so bored right now, i would really appreciate some company/entertainment besides J sending me links online that make me laugh cos the mat guy in the video we were watching was wayyyyy funny. funnier than kumar i'd say. wish shab was here. i miss you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! eventhough i saw you earlier. i miss you i miss you. i wanna go back to america with you. we could cross the mexico border illegally in our prius and marry a hot eight-packed latino with swishy brown hair. idk if latinos and mexicans even have a link. do they?

anhoo, i'm pretty stoked for the release of new moon! idk why, cos i'm not much of a twilight fan. guess i just wanna see taylor lautner's hot bod. there're several movies i wanna watch but i'm pretty watchful with my money cos my i blew my last salary on cab fare. or should i say cabfareSSSS. i won't take a taxi if i'm alone. first of all, i think it's malu to flag a cab. call me crazy, i don't really care. and secondly, i'm afraid of the driver. what if he's a ghost? like when i stop to get out, what if his head turns a 360 to tell me the cabfare. wah, fuck i'll die from heart attack. wah fuck, i just heard my mother's voice from my closed door. walau eh. of all times.

the toilet's calling me. i urgently need to pee but i'm scared. never mind, my bladder can wait. i was so bored i actually grabbed a book to read just now. i bought this book two years ago but i've only read until page 14. yeap, amanda clare doesn't readddddd. unless it's newspapers of a seventeen mag. nadia would probably say that i "fail at life", but it's okay, at least i'm not a bent traffic light (Inside joke).

i miss the simple things in life, like going to a pasar malam. i love pasar malams. love cotton candy, steam cake (the coloured ones. love the pink especially!), tapioca cake, kueh tu-tu, malt candy, coconut juice! omggggggg. talk about food, i finished the entire pack of kit-kat. yeah that's like 10-12 slabs. or more? hahaha. chocolate monster.

lately i've been having vision of myself as a mother. i saw myself speaking to my young son like an adult when he misbehaved during mass. i even saw myself doing something my own way. y'know like when i see a mom scolding her son in a way that i feel is wrong or inappropriate? in my head, i know exactly at that moment, how i'd react and what i'd say to my child. and to hear me say a child is cute is like watching my mother dip-it-pop-it-twirk-it-stop-it as well as beyonce. but lately i've been finding some kids cute. what's this? my maternal side?

this is/going to be a rather lengthy post. i feel talkative today. feel like sharing my thoughts. soooooo i'm still sick. it sucks. i can't live a day without coughing so deeply that is sounds like an echo. i can't function without tissue. it's my best friend for now. i can't blow my nose without distancing myself from whoever i'm with cos it's just... well, we all know what it's like alright?

okayyyyyyyyyy. i don't know what i'm going to do now. probably play "the staring game" with my dog. oh wait, he's blind. damn.

goodnight. wish i could say that in thai. for some random reason.

my eyes are strained from facebooking for the past half an hour. i'm tryinna find some entertainment since i decided to forgo going out tonight. spent some time with mother. we went to our favourite placeeeeeeeeee. more like my favourite place actually. bumped into a few uncles and aunties. i don't know who're my rea, direct relatives. there're just too many of them. everywhere. i made "cousins" (you know like how you make friends? yea but i made "cousins" get it? i found out he's my cousin) when he was vomitting. yeah, bad first impression. and then another time i discovered a cousin was in CLASS. yeah, my classmate. weirddddddd. i gave up putting together the family tree. i have 2 kinds of de souzas on my mom and dad's side. no, no, no incest of any kind. omg, wayyyyyy confusing.

i can't wait to wake up tmr morning to toast. my family hasn't had toast since 6 months ago. our toaster konked out in may. kind of sad. finally toast breaddddddd. i sound kuku. but i guess kuku is good. anyway, i tried recalling the lame jokes i used to share to break the ice in awkward silences/moments and i could think of only one. the viviocity joke. what happened to all the rest? i think i need to get a joke book.

speaking of christmas, omg i hate how all the shops are playing christmas songs. it's not even freakin december for cying out loud! it kills the mood for christmas. by the time it comes, i'd be so jelak of the songs. i hope this isn't my dog's last christmas :( his eyes are all cloudy and blue. i love him even more now that he's blind cus it's soooooo cute the way he bangs into things trying to locate my calling and whistle.

alright now. till next time.

 
hungry daaaaaaaa. i didn't eat at all today, except for popping candy and a few sips of root beer. cheers to me on that. if i was skinny, i would eat right now. but y'know what? it's all in your head. if you tell yourself you're not hungry, then you aren't. okay, me is not hungry. today was really fruitful yet tiring. my "breaking bunions" are painfullllll. i spent so much money that my brother will kill me for being broke cos of B. shitzo. he owes me $10. hi, my dearest brother that i cook for and wash your dishes for cos you always forget, you owe your lil sis $10. the one which you found in her room but had no idea whose it was? yeah, it was mine. on the bright side, i'm reallllllllly happy with the mountain of clothes and things i bought. tomorrow is really set for finding my prom shoes. better find it, panda!!!! no time. my starvation is driving me insane. i'm going to paint my nails now, apply a mask to my hair and play "fashion show" with my new clothes. let's pray i wake up for the malay b paper at 8am tmr morning. i love the malay b girls. we're all going to sleep within half an hour of the paper. bonjour singaporeeeeeeee.  

 


so like i'm blogging cos something's forbidding me from sleeping. i am so tired and sore from the 4 hours lepaking today that i don't want to sit under any block (mine in particular) for the next few days until this weirdass phobia wears off. i didn't appreciate my area until i saw this one boy today. i haven't seen him before or any other cutie around my area. ok, people, time to get it right! saying someone is cute/hansome/hot does not = to liking them. people always get the WRONG idea. it's annoying. anyway, at least i have some appreciation for my neigbourhood now even though yishun, toa payoh or east coast would've been a wayyyyy better place to reside. oh, and another thing. there's an egg supplier staying in my block so if spore ever ever does run out of food, i have the eggy man. 

generally, i have weird neighbours. i have another guy on the same floor that walks like terry fox. no offence to him and his metal leg, but he reminds me of terry fox. just in a little more humorous way. the mat on one of the high floors has instantly sprayed green hair with a golden bicycle. yeah, first the instant like $6 spray and then the golden bike? what's up, bruh?

i'm pretty stoked for the next few days. let's hope everything goes well, especially the o'level science MCQ tmr, seeing as i did not study whatsoever. i have a bad feeling about prom. maybe it's cus i know something that no one else (maybe except one other fellow) knows. and what's the post-prom plans? i wonder if people will cry. i'm just looking forward to seeing everyone looking so glam and dolled up. so different when we first stepped into sjc in sec 1 with a crazy obsession to cut and layer our hair. beat and i had a good laugh going through old photos today. goodbye neoprints. 

alright, it's almost the 11th. i know my brother can't wait for tmr. we're both excited for completely different reasons. 

life is good. over and out! (: 

 
what's with the big hooha of the world ending in 2012? let it end la! aiyah. the history channel's already preparing with it's documentary on nostradamus. the 2012 movie's premiering and so on. seriouslyyyyy. how about wait and see rather than trying to find out kiasu-ly if we're all going to die in 2012? people must think i'm saddistic, but i'm not. if you gave me a choice to live or die, i'd rather die. no, i'm not depressed or suicidal, but i mean, life has a it's hills and valleys. right now, i'm on the hill? regardless, i still choose death over life. i wouldn't have to worry about education, career or money. 

on a more optimistic note, o'levels have almost come to a close, with the exception of the science MCQ and malay B papers. seriously, malay B? haha. i would have rather taken hokkien. at least i can scold people when i'm angry. okay la, malay isn't so bad. communication comes easy whenever i go to bali since i'm always in bali anyway. learning thai would have been whoo! 

8 days to prom. I NEED TO GET MY HEELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


i don't want to dig another hole. 
you can dig your own and bury yourself. 

the macbook's volume's at it's maxmimum volume. i'm blasting it to offset the sound of the rain coming through my kitchen windows and to offset my guilt as well. if i can't hear the sound, i won't feel guilty. good as i don't even know. but i think god wants me to close the window. the rain persists and i can't sit still. i'm worried. about the rain! how stupid does that sound?

i woke up this morning with a few "i miss you" texts. i thought i was kidding myself. who sends an"i miss you" msg in the middle of the o'level period. everyone's so busy studying. 6 more days, guys! hang in there! what am i talking about. i better get to my biology and literature. but i just ate so i'm waiting till i feel less lazy and fat. and the awesome weather of the downpour isn't helping cos all i want to do is cuddle in bed with a cup of hot milo and cry to transformers 2.

my brother needs his macbook back so i'm speedily gonzalez typing. anyway, i crammed so much geog yesterday but it was really no point. i felt like we all could have done the paper without studying. switching topic again, what is up with singapore voting for lousy ones to remain in idol? i like sylvia. i hope she wins. tabitha's so pretty. it's like i want to smile back at her whenever she smiles at the camera. dumbass.

fyi, the christmas drinks at back at starbucks. THE TOFFEE NUT FRAPPE IS AWESOME. i wasted $8 on it yesterday.

 

hello, good morning cyberspace. 


2 days. 

lei, i wish you were here. i'm hungry. 

at 1030, i told myself "11". and 11, i told myself "1130". right now, it's 11.37 and i told myself "not today". i see everyone, and everyone's having a ball. maybe i'm not looking specifically at EVERYONE, but most are out now. the poly term has just resumed or is going to resume. everyone's going clubbing, drinking, hanging out, tonning and laughing. i feel so stupid, being stuck at home. my brother goes in and out of the house everyday, being hardly at home. in the day he sleeps, at night, he's out. i feel so dumb. so stupid. so lousy. on the other hand, i know if i give it my all, my last 5 days, even though time is not on my side, if i jam in important info, read and browse through the basics, i should be fine. at least make it to rp? i really don't know. if i make it to rp, i will cry cos i actually made it to a poly. my parents will be crying for a whole other reason. and today, the worst thing slipped my tongue. during lunch, in the midst of a conversation with my mother, i said "when i go to ITE" and then i paused. it totally freaked me out. even until now. i might be saying that next year. i might be wearing that uniform, travelling far far away, surrounded by people i probably wouldn't be able to fit in with. if i retake o's at a private school, i'd be old by the time i enter poly. how many people enter their first year of poly at 19? sigh. this life sucks. really. i want to migrate to bangkok and be one of em'. i love how thais are so calm and hospitable. it's never going to happen so might as well not fantasize. twin's willing to help me with chem and math, but i don't want to take up her time. promos just ended. go have fun. i almost diverted from my deepavali visit to helipad. i think i should have just gone. look at what i'm doing now. there's really no point.

i am so fascinated that blueberry yoghurt is purple!


i just spent the last 20 mins cutting my fringe. i don't think it's even cos i used an arts & craft scissors. hahaha. i really want to cut my hair!!!!!!!!!! i but i don't have the time. actually, i do, but i feel guilty whenever i leave home. my ends look like the aftermath of a forest fire. it's all straggly and dry. maybe i'll cut, and put extensions for prom. hahaha. ew, but i hate extensions. it's like dead people's hair.

anyway, there's 6 days left. oh lord. twin offered to help me with math and chem (: cos today's her last day of promos! i'm so excited for you, twin! you can go and parttaye while i slog out the next ONE MONTH EXACTLY to the end of my o'levels. it sucks that my prom's on the last day of my o'level paper. i have no time to shop for my bag and shoes! shoes are my numberrrrrrrrrrrrr 1 priority. 

eh you know ah, i've been staying at home a lot lately, i think i gained weight. like seeeeeeriously. i eat all the time. i feel hungry 24/7. its probably greed laaaaa but i'd like to think of it as hunger. i'm so afraid i'll put on weight and have a tummy. and my calf too. i want my calf to have a shape. eh isn't calf like a baby lamb or goat or something? calf... sounds familiar.

i can't wait for decembahhhhhhh. oh my geeeeeeee. i'm not really excited for christmas, cos... well, i've never really been excited whenever it came to christmas. but cos of P (((((((((((: OH MY GEE GUYS, IT'S LIKE 2 MONTHS AWAY BUT I KEEP THINKING ABOUT IT EVERYDAY. i'm sucha noob la. and it's 4 months before i turn 18. lagi exciting. the first thing i'm gonna do when i turn 18, is buy 4D. 

okay, right now i gotta get back to ij tp's math paper 2 :(

all the best, cousin. love you doda.

over lunch, i decided to ask my brother when he started studying for o'levels. his answer was "last minute ah. 2 months before." 2 months before is last minute?? funny... cos i started a few days ago. on like thursday or friday last week? hahaha. and 17 days more to go before the BIG day. go, team failure. come on, at least 20 plus points and i get into rp. at least a poly. my father will bitch slap me if i go anywhere else. already rp is at the last of the poly range for him.

i'm kind of neglecting chem for now. i don't know if i can trust myself this year. i mean, i'm using kind of the same technique as last year, but last year was n'levels, and that's a whole other story. i don't know... i feel like if i complete one whole subject, i'll have the motivation to want to complete another. so i'm working on bio and math for now. a bit of ss & geog here and there of course. i don't know how to improve my lit. and my ss too. last year i was good at ss. this year it's just borderline. not like geog's helping also. geog of food is so bland.

i found an old sony ericsson battery in my drawer. i think it was the one that almost exploded when i over-charged my old phone. but i switched with my current phone battery and decided to charge it. let's see if i end up calling 995 (is that the ambulance of fire brigade?) tonight. my house only caught fire once. actually, it was just the kitchen. the chef (me that is. some stupid people pronounce CHEF as CHIEF. wtf, did you not go to school?) forgot to defrost the hashbrowns before frying.

so like, my tuiton teachers should be on his way here. tuition begins at eight. but he has NEVER come on time. not even on the first lesson. what a bad impression. seriously. anyway, he kind of annoys me cos he doesn't hear me when i tell him the formula/steps/answer to a question. he's probably in his own geeky math world where he sees numbers and mathematical signs floating instead of stars in the sky. 

if my mom was awake, and unsore, we'd be getting ready to go to dinner now. but that woman hit her head against the cupboard door, moaned a very prolonged "OWWWWWWW" and probably did so trying to get our attention and help. i open the door to see a woman lying on the floor and holding her head on one side. my brother comes in, picks up the fan, which has somehow been a victim of my mother's falling and we both smile at the sight of a clumsy ups. i laughed the second she vacated the crime scene.

the weekend has been unproductive. i did not to any studying whatsoever because i simply did not have the want to absorb any information. plus... i have a sore throat. i normally talk to myself when i study. a lot. with this sore throat, i can only do math. i can do math with music too. but i simply was stubborn, despite the fact that i have math testing this week (i think) and tuition tomorrow night.

O'levels starts on the 22nd of october. it's already the 27the of september today. i have... an estimated 25 days or so. i just cannot, until this very date, seem to find a way to scare myself. someone PLEASE prep talk me. i need a nagging session. i've heard it from you, riswan. i know you'll read this. hahaha. oh my gosh. alright, i think i'll just think of my father. and how he wants me to have a secure "paper" future ahead.

my brother hooked his mac laptop up to his computer. yeah, let me tell you, that my brother has a hp laptop, a mac laptop AND a hp computer. we'll leave the genius to his own doings. and yeah, back to the point, akon's smack that is on repeat cos his friends came over just now, played that song i assume and didn't know how to undo the "repeat". i'm a noob too, so i shan't condemn them. cos i, too, can't find the "repeat" button.

oh, i just remembered. my blind dog (i am in no way being sarcastic) and i had a tug of war at the corridor of my house. he picked up a banana skin and didn't wanna let it go. i thought i had kicked it fully away with my leg, but apparently i was wrong. he didn't wanna let it go, so we both sat at the corridor, eye to eye and had a tug of war. my hand was all guishy with saliva thereafter. niceeeeeeeee.

wah, it's seriously no joke to sleep right after you've eaten. i fell asleep while watching I LOVE YOU, MAN. and now i feel so weird.

graduation ceremony wasn't as teary and touching as i expected it to be. instead, weird things happened like our guest of honour falling down and the reception running out of food?? couldn't they cater more? the sec 5's wiped out our table. so i reckon we officially graduate from SJC today (: bittersweet feeling. but FINALLY, after 5 YEARS of the "same shit, different smell" life, the mornings taking 161, pulling our belts higher and pulling our pinafore foreward to make it seem longer during assembly, the yellow, blue and pink booking forms, the camps we had, the crazy things we did in class whenever our teachers were absent. barely 2 months before we make out final step out of SJC. ij life has indeed, been truly crazy, but an unforgettable chapter of my life.

*tear*. kk, serious ah now. PROM. HOW?!?! go? don't go? i want to go so i'll have glamorous shots, dress up fancifully, wear make up, have an excuse to buy new heels and of course, spend the LAST night as sjcians together. sharing a room'll be about $50 each know, guys? on top of the $75 for prom. money money money... is so funny... in a rich man's world. unlessssssss we just crash at someone's house after that. save us like $200 plus. but ah, my hall has no aircon. will be damn hot :/ haiyah. deciding on prom is so stressful.

my parents just got a new phone each. walau, they're been coming to me for IT help like as thought i'm working at the starhub shop. basket. making me transfer songs for them. huh, some songs cannot even find. i think the feller who sang it died already. AND THEN! my father almost bought my mum an ipod nano chromatic. KNNBCCB.......

my dog just peed on my brother's laselle sketch book and notes, microphone and wires, quilt and pillow and on my hard drive. i hope he learnt his lesson for leaving his room in a junk yard state. i'm pissed cos i'm pespiring? and i hate feeling sticky and gross during tuition. i can smell the pungent pee smell as i type and it fucking stinks. i don't think i've been angry in a long time. if anyone calls my phone now i'm just going to scream at them. i hate how my phone rings. stop calling me. what do you want?! my brother's laselle sketch book lah. i'm going to kena. blame the dog lah. i was fucking asleep lah. and to make matters worse... i present you my mother the nag. she just walked by and sarcastically asked "have you seen the dining table?" YES I FUCKING SAW IT I LIVE IN THIS BLOODY HOUSE!!! if my tuition teacher pisses me off further by making me write summaries, i'll throw my calculator at his face.

my dog has picked up a very disgusting habit of rummaging through the trash. me being the master of the dog, has to clear up after him, which sucks. geli ah. i put the dust bin upright 3 times this morning already. one more time i hear that dog digging it, i'm going to lock him in the toilet. evil? no.

anyway, while i was stoning on my bed, looking out of the window after i woke up, a bumble bee flew right in!!!!!!!!! i saw it's yellow thingy at the back, which looked orange from the nano second glance that i took. the sound of the wings was so loud!!!!!!! i screamed, ran out of the room and closed the door. oh jesus. i'm so scared. but i feel like laughing. i'm really reallllllllllllllly scared of bees. i need to meet twin in town at 3.10. which means.... that i have to leave by 2.10 and bathe by 1. ya, i take an hour or more if it includes make up to get ready and get my ass out of the house. SHIT LAH, now the bee inside. HOWWWWWWWWWWWWW. *sings the smallville theme song* sombody saaaave me!

the one week holiday has officially begun. i'm not going to do any academic-related thing today. i'm going to waste today by going out. and HOPEFULLY study tmr seeing as i have to go back to school for extra lessons and tuition later on. cheers to O's. and to non-smoking days till sat. alright, i'm out. i'm entering site/zone zero (there's another word for it. something zero. my failed attempt at being cool). aiyah. 

it's 11. i should sleep now. i have been told that my dark eye circles, or as rubini says it "eye rings" have become more noticeable, which sucks because it's uglaye. concealer does a 50-50 job. if i apply too much, i'll have brown patches under my eyes. not that i'm not already brown, but it's just... aiyah you try lah k. my uncle said i look old and i was like oh.my.god. no.wayyyy. i don't know if the whole apply-cucumber-on-the-eyes is a flop, but i'll try it some time. a few weeks ago on my brother's birthday, i slept at 9 until 730 the next morning and eunice said i looked fresh. but i can't possibly be sleeping for such long hours everyday. so i have wisely decided to set aside "sleeping time" on weekends. at the expense of my social life. yes, i'm that desperate for a cure.

i was doing math when i decided to take a break. this isn't exactly a relaxing break, but since my brother isn't home, and the computer being in his room meaning i have no access to it when he's home (he locks the door), i shall take advantage of it's availability. since we're on the subject of technology, my phone walkman is screwed up and so are my headphones for it and my psp headphones so i can't use both of em. i am miserable in the bus every morning. i don't like having nothing to do in buses, facing fellow restless and unfriendly commuters. bcos apparently in singapore, it's crazy to be friendly.

oh ya, i smashed a bee/bug/beetle (eh they all begin with a B!) with my precious Ikea magazine :( i was frantically finding for something weighty to smash on that fella and the mag was the nearest. i had to kill it. if not, i would be screaming like a mad cow. not to mention my brother.... goodness.

tomorrow's another long day in school :/ i feel like watching kumar's drag queen performance and laughing. i'm so tired. goodnight.

ok, this isn't ocasionally since it was only 3 days ago that i said i would blog ocasionally only. it's kinda rare that i even blog nowadays so i'll blog just because. anyway, first and foremost, happy national day. yea, you don't see an exclamation mark at the end of my wish. i don't know... singapore's singapore. if i was rich, i wouldn't be here. this country's weather's rocketing. soon we're gonna be living on the sun. ( i didn't mean in theoretically like i mean, we cannot physically LIVE on the sun).

my brother and mother just got into a horrible quarrel. i wouldn't consider it a brawl eventhough there was some shoving(i almost forgot how to spell shove) involved. i hate being the mediator. i took my dog and my ben & jerry's room to block out the shouting. this is worse that the possessed voice that visited me in bed that day. i jumped out of bed and sat behind my closed room door. i was so afraid the ghost or whatever was going to come in. when i woke up on the floor, i realised that ghosts/spirits don't use doors. hmmm... how dumb.

i am impatiently waiting to watch singapore idol tonight. i wanna buy chips and coke and have a good laugh. my mother won't be at home so that's good, cos she can't stop talking whenever she watches a show/movie. i miss karaoke-ing with nadia and beat. oh my, the last time was so fun. oh my goodness.

supper with elaine was goooose. long time no see ah, friend? let's visit faris and whatshisface um... the jap guy i used to like? i can't remember. yea, let's visit them soon. (: oh and after supper that day, walau, i had to run from the bus stop to my lift landing and up the stairs to the 5th floor. at least it's only 5 stories. there was a mad man at the carpark. i was afraid he was going to follow me if i took the lift. you know, cos i do stay very near to woodbridge. my neighbourhood is not safe. there's this one other fella that sets up his mat and rolls around on it under the voideck of the next block. again i emphasise, not safe.

alright, i'm out.