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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

bloody #&#*(&! waste of my #*@)! money

i tried to get a prescription for this drug called panbesy that my dad's colleague, uncle kenny, used and lost like 12kg in 3 months,
eating whatever he wanted plus gym.

and now i am fuckin pissed outta my mind.

=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
fuckin bastard shit
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
the fuckin doctor says i am not obese and that i have heart problem so he wouldnt gimme the fuckin medicine
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
n i fuckin paid 15 bucks for consultation
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
FUCKIN CHEEBYE
jere... says:
uhh...yeah i sorta expected that....docs don't give out stuff like that to anyone u know
jere... says:
anwiae
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
and then he fuckin tells me that if i went to another doctor they prolly would give it to me
jere... says:
what heart problem
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
but that would be irresponsible
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
CHEEFUCKINBYE
jere... says:
yaya the docs a fucking cheebye
jere... says:
what heart problem?
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
FUCK LAH I HAVE HEART MURMUR HOLE IN THE HEART OR WHATVER SHIT
jere... says:
hrm that doesn't sound too good
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
fuck lah i dont care
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
anyway
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
do u want to come see another doctor with me
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
i nearly fuckin cried when he said he wouldnt give it to me ok
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
FUCK
=r.a.E²= yes..yes...YES! says:
i bet he could tell

yes lah yes lah i have heart problem.
how many fuckin times do i have to repeat that?
(heart problem cannot take panbesy coz the drug is a stimulant)
and NO.
i have not done anything about it.

the bloody annoying thing about this,
is that the fuckin doctor was actually rather nice.

and he said that i need my ass so i cannot lose weight.
WTF.
and he said that shape/fat is sexy.

DUDE I AM A PSYCHOLOGIST LAH I KNOW WHAT U ARE DOING OK.

SO WHY CANT U JUST GIMME THE #&@!&(! drug?????????

Later ; 5:39 PM ; 1 comments

Saturday, January 27, 2007

jay-beeeeee. unghostified.

back from jb. again.
today i decided i wouldnt go to the gym,
despite havin carried all my gym gear with me to jb.

coz i felt badddd...
coz make nigel go there with me again and sit there for a few hrs to do my hair.
again.
and he wanted to do quite a bit of shoppin,
so i thought id be a nice best friend and forgo my bodily goodness for the day.
coz if i wanted to go gym we'd have to be back by 9pm coz gym closes at 12am.

anyhooooo....
we had a shitload of food for dinner,
and i feel freakin shitty coz i didnt work it off...
bahh.
self control?
i dont have.

check out my freakin PEANUT BUTTER AND CONDENSED MILK TOAST.
i am a sucker for that.
and just to show how thick it is,
compare it to the damn glass next to it.
its like the bloody same height.

hah. u never thought u could use the word 'height' to describe a piece of bread, did ya.
sigh...
the drink beside my calorie/fat-filled toast,
is a calorie/fat-filled chocolate milkshake with ice cream.
i will not say if i had anything else to eat on that table.

nigel printed like 4 farkin shirts.
2 polos and 2 tshirts.
alllll deathnote related. -_-
bring his own picture there to print summore.
spent like 166rm.
i guess that is still pretty cheap since it converts to abt SGD$80.

i was sayin if only i had this kinda money to spend on afi merchandise.

anyhow,
nigel had a haircut.
i think he wait so long nothing to do in the end he decided to take my advice and get a hair cut.
wahahah.
i think u look muuuuuuuuuuuuuch better my dear.

i got a hair cut toooo!!!
for 8Rm!!!
cut fringe only.

normally i only cut my hair with ken,
my hairdresser since like sec 4.
coz i tried ONCE cuttin with some other person,
and omgggg....
after that ive never let anyone touch my hair with a scissors.

buttttt,
ken charges me $40, and thats like super discounted already,
(i think normally its $60 for girls)
coz ive 'followed' him like from monsoon to hairitage to where he is now.
but $40 is like...i dunno...kinda ex to me...
(even though he is a danm good hair-cutter, winner of 2006 best hair dresser award,
and he managed to make a certain ex boyf look pretty damn good.
from what u, my darlin friends used to/still comment on that person, then u must realize how good ken is, if he managed uh, make me say 'pretty damn good' in this context)
and while i was plannin to go cut hair with him as usual,
today i thought aiyah just ask see how much.
and they said 8RM!!!
i was like WAH OK CUTCUTCUT!!!

i feel like i betrayed ken man.
coz last time the assistants workin there used to ask me
'ni mei chi lai zao ken jian tou fa ar?'
(you always look for ken when you wanna cut hair?)
and i told em
'wo de tou fa zi you gei ken jian er yi! mei you gei bie ren dong!'
(i only let ken cut my hair. never give other pple touch one!)
ah well.

so anyway now i kinda sorta have a fringe.

oh, the lady (this auntie) who did my hair,
super deserves a commendation for her uh, patience?
coz after she dyed and washed my hair the first time, and was blow drying it,
i kinda said like uhhhhh...
basically i said theres not much diff, and can she pls put more black dye?
and she did it all again lor...
so nice...
i told her i cannot go home like that...
coz my father will still nag...

so uh, yeah this is what i look like now.
i suppose it is much better than what i looked like yesterday.
at least less pple are being scared half to death today.
one of the girls (that nigel likes) at the salon that was there yest and today,
said the name of some chinese ghost or something,
when i said that my father said he saw me and got scared.
i (obviously) didnt know that ghost or god or whatever she was talkin abt,
coz my chinese sucks big time,
but i know it was something scary lah. meh...

speakin of my bad chinese,
today my auntie hair lady,
talk to me, until she pek chek,
after a while, when she wanted to find out how i wanted something done,
she straight away ask nigel -_-
'ta you (whatever she wanted to ask) ?'
in front of me lor!~
guess i cant blame her.

and and and!
she said i have the 'yang ren yang ren' look!!!
muahaha.
i took that as a compliment, and i was very happy.
but i suppose with skin as thick as mine,
even if it was an insult you'd convince yourself it was a compliment.
heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
oooh and she also said my english is like, what ar,
i think she said i have an accent.
i didnt know that.
i dont have an accent what.
nigel says i do. =/
as in i sound like the singaporeans who cannot speak chinese that kind of accent.
i can live with that. =)

on the other hand, nigel never bloody compliments me.
after we took this foto,
i was sayin eh look the left side of my face looks like it doesnt exist!
nigel snickered,
and said u look like the whats the fish called...
and i was like loa han izzit -_-
and he was like YAR YAR YAR! HAHAHA!
u know how i feel about loa hans u &($%&(!

oh yar,
went to see angie again today.
coz yest she asked me, after seein my hair,
'wah! ni pa pa mei you ma ar! hai mei you kan dao shi ma!'
(wah! you not scared your father scold ar? or he hasnt seen u yet izzit?
and i was like aiyah he wont scold lah.
today i went back, she saw my hair, she said
'HAH! wei shen me you rang! pa pa ma shi ma!!'
(HAH! why you re-dye? father scold right!)
i was like arnnah arnnah...
angie is smartttttttt.
(HAH! why you re-dye? father scold right!)

sooooooo,
i spent 118RM in total on my hair,
which is (wonderfully) much less than i intended to spend,
if i did all that in singapore at ken's.
woulda cost at LEAST $200 for cut and dye.

shiokers.

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tmr i refuse to go out coz i have spent like 1/4 of my pay already.
(which i FINALLY GOT TODAY.long story. $180 for 4 days worth of work)
so i am just goin to go gym at my normal time of 9pm,
and then i am goin to nigel's to spend the night,
and then on sunday we are goin to queensway to buy him a schoolbag,
and to ikea to see if i can get a big cheapo foto frame to frame my afi concert fotos.
and then he is goin to his jap class which is at bugis,
and i will go to the gym. again.

i am still fat, btw.

Later ; 1:26 AM ; 0 comments

Friday, January 26, 2007

im that ghost in your mirror, baby

prologue:
spent the night at nigel's place.

which is btw, farkin impressive.
he just moved in with his sis and her husband.
into a 4room hdb.
and OMG it is the nicest hdb flat ive ever stepped foot in.
will rave abt that another time.

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went to jb today.
it was uh, i dunno if 'eventful' is the word to use but yeah..
thats the only word i can think of.

TRUST ME, you WANT to read till the end of this post.
ITS WORTH IT I PROMISE.

but before that,
here are a few things.
im goin to sound like one of those annoyin pple who like blog
about what the heck they ate today,
and then abt how they went shoppin with the mother and dunno what etcetc,
but bah,
i dont do this very often.

1)
nigel and i are both in like fan-atic modes.
him for deathnote (which he has been for a long time, before the movie came out anyway)
and me for (surprise surprise) AFI.

nigel farkin bought like 5 posters,
a notebook,
(which was what we went there to get in the first place, coz he wanted to MAKE a notebook like the deathnote one, and i said i saw it in JB. because he is my best friend, i also told him that when i saw it, i told my sister 'who the hell would buy this man'. i found the answer to that question),
a keychain,
and this sticker for stickin on the fone
(which i uh, totally wrecked coz i thought i was very clever,
and ended up pasting the thing super the crooked.
and then we couldnt buy another one coz the store only had one.
im SORRYYYYY NIGELLLLL)

unfortunately all i managed to buy was a tshirt.
BUT I AM VERY SATISFIED WITH MY PURCHASE!!!!!!




those of you asking
'who the heck is davey havok?'
you havent been reading my blog often enough.

but i'll fill u in anyhow.
lets just say i will be the envy of every afi fan in perth.
perth only lah coz singapore if pple like they can copy me and go and print what right.
perth where to find this kinda shop.
even if have they will charge u a bloody exorbitant price anyway.

admit it, its freakin nice right.
i should be a farkin designer.
wahahaha.

2)
we went to eat at this HK cafe.
i think its called wong kok cha chan ting.
translate it into chinese yourself.
the menu is farkin ridiculous lah.
if youre one of those pple who is in a perpetual dilemma abt everything,
i promise you dont wanna go to this cafe thing.

anyway we spent like 60RM ok.
2 pple -_-.
but shioooooooook like shit =P

check out nigel's freakin drink yo.
i cant flip it coz im usin this louyashit laptop
that doesnt have like any damn thing.
so deal with it.
and use ur estimation skills and figure out for yourself,
how ginormous the damn glass is.



3)
long story short,
that night i left my shoes in a staff locker at the gym,
with permission from one of the staff.
(one of the pple whom i went to wildwildwet with)
anyway they dont let u put stuff overnight unless u have an assigned locker
ie. u are a staff member lah,
and every night they cut the damn locks if u leave ur things overnight.

the next farkin day,
my locker had another person's lock on it.
means they cut my lock lah.
satia and i panic panic,
in the end found my shoe in the storeroom.

anyway,
so now i got no lock right?
and i went nigel's place last nite,
den my dad didnt go gym today so couldnt ask him to bring for me a spare one.

wellllllll, at holiday plaza in jb,
(read on and u find out why the hell i was there)
i know this dvd shop pple.
VERY WELL.
coz we always go there buy dvd.
anyway i went there to ask angie if got supermarket ard so i can buy lock,
lo and behold she starts exclaimin she got super a lot dunno what to do with them so can give me!
and she takes out this bunch of padlocks from the cupboard.
nigel and i laugh until want to die coz they were like uh, not very small.

den she took out like a bunch of keys,
there were like 50 of them and she didnt now which keys were for which locks.
so she was tryin and tryin, and complainin she want to die already, in chinese.

dennnn she had to go serve a customer,
so i took over.

and the first key i put in to one of the 3 locks, opened the sesame.
wahahahahaha.
nigel and i laugh until siow again.

shiok right.
free things.
wooohooooo!!
i think i am luved.

4)
ok here we go.
here's what you've all been waitin for.

lemme teach u a sure-fire way to kill the shit outta ur hair.
step by step yeah.

step 1:
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ok.
there is only 1 step.
coz once u carry that step out,
your hair confirm die so you dont need anymore steps.

nigel forced me to take this foto.

BLOODY &#@*(#&!*@!
it wasnt supposed to turn out like that.
bu for 60RM what fuss can i kick up right?
and plus its done by students coz u know me
i like cheapppp.

we went to holiday plaza coz last time i did my hair at this place and it was cheap and turned out fine.

anyhow we are goin to jb again tmr
coz nigel wants to make deathnote tshirts,
and i want to salvage whats left of my hair,
if u can even still call it hair.

my father said: (exact words)
"you look scary.
not the like shocked scary,
but like if i see you at night...."
TMD TMD TMD.

yar yar i know i look like farkkk.
im now one of those pple with horrible dye jobs that i laugh at on the streets.

you are permitted to laugh ur heads of and comment shitty things on my tag board.
until i manage to make myself look better.
bah.
see how nice i am.


i even put up this foto so you can laugh more.
the hair pple had some fun with my hair.
coz i got sibeh a lotta hair so they decided to play with it. -_-
and nigel today for some reason had an interest in photography.

it doesnt even farkin look like me man.
i dunno if thats a good or a bad thing.
mehhh.

oh,
and no my hair isnt ALL blond.
see the top of my hair thats tied with a red rubber band?
yes thats all that was dyed.
the rest of my hair is still black.

if u remember i had this hair a while back,
cept the colours were the other way around.
i so shoulda stuck to that.

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well im bored.
of bloggin as much as you are of reading this blog.
and i had 4 hrs sleep last nite.
and i ate nasi lemak this mornin at redhill market.
and my farecard has no more money.

i am tired.
u figured?

Later ; 1:48 AM ; 1 comments

Monday, January 22, 2007

you give me something, that makes me scared alright

UPDATE!!!
this is how much i am in l*ve with james morrison.
and his first hit single.

i just spent the last 4 hrs learnin how to play you give me something on the guitar.
much credit goes to joshie (who is bloody ridiculously amazin at guitar. i will harp on abt this another time) for teachin his stupid sister how to play dm#7 and a#.
and of course, for lending me his guitar.
which is, virtually, his siamese twin.
they're joined together at the guitar's neck and my brother's hands.
(230107, 0358hrs)

hi.
i think i l*ve you.



i liked him when i heard his song on the radio.
then i fell in luv with his song.
then i saw him do an interview on mtv when i was treadmill-ing in the gym,
then i liked him more coz he looked so freakin cute.
(well he looked like diego luna in that interview.)
then i saw this video.

and now i think i l*ve him.

james morrison will you marry me please.

Later ; 5:01 AM ; 0 comments

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Intelligent rant Part 1: Psychology: friend or foe?

there is still a ton of fotos in my phone,
which i cannot upload coz i dont have the damn CD that allows the synchronization of my phone with the com etc etc.
believe it or not,
pictures in fone go back to my bloody birthday which was like aeons ago.
bloody hell.

but anyhow
i said i'd be gettin on with my more intellectually stimulatin posts soon.

well soon is here.
but first, a digression.
(well not really coz i think it is kinda relevant.
but whatever)

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i am one of those pple (as most of u wouldve figured out by now)
that has something to say about everything.
even when nobody else can see that there is any bloody thing to say about that thing.
(usually its some critical comment about how everyone/everything is rude/inconsiderate/in my way/stupid etc etc).

and because i am so damn lazy,
most of the time these thoughts/words that i think/say
go unblogged.

AND because i have the memory of a goldfish (much to linkies' annoyance)
i can never remember what i thought/said,
long enough to blog about them at another time.

and so much of my intelligent rants/criticism/comments/blah blah blah,
only exist at that moment they are made,
and at that moment alone.

which i think, is very sad.
ah well.
to live inside the mind of raE.

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anyhow.
here's today's intelligent rant.
as the title of this post suggests,
its about psyc.

ive recently realized,
that the study of psychology not only reveals to you much of the human behavioural phenomena that occurs so abundantly around you (which also unfortunately, often goes unnoticed) ,
but it can also cause you to worry no end about the consequences of these phenomena.
either that or it makes you want to try and make everything go according to the prescribed 'bests', accorded by psychological research.

like after 5 semesters of psychological study,
i often find myself fretting about what pple tell me are mindless things.
mindless in the sense that these things really shouldnt bother me.

but PSYCHOLOGY says i should worry what!

here are some examples.
lets see how good i am at explainin things in layman's terms.

1)
PSYC taught me that intelligence is very much heritable.
of course it is not THAT straightforward as there are many other factors that come into play in the determination of an individual's intelligence,
but much of how clever your brain ends up being depends on how clever your mummy and daddy's genes are.

soooooooooo,
beacuse of this, i worry that next time if i marry a stupid man,
my children will be stupid!
then HOW?!

summore with my history of ex-boyfs,
i think i am doomed.
even my sister has made the OBVIOUS observation.
"che che, why do you like stupid guys huh?"

i dont purposely like boys who are so-called stupid lor.
but then i think from now i need to be more careful.

but like i said.
many things determine intelligence like oppportunity for education etc etc,
but then i guess with the exception of a few of them,
all my exes are uh, well, what i would call a 'cause for worry'.
worry for me at least.
and my father.

at the moment i think the only eligible man for his daughter
is mr mark wittkamp.
since he fixes our home computers and is a phD in the making.
MARKEE ARE U READING THIS!!!
sif ur ego isnt HUMONGOUS enough already.

so the conclusion for now is that Lee Kuan Yew was right.
coz he said that smart pple should breed more and dumb pple uh, less?
something like that.
and everyone got fired up about it coz it was apparently discriminative.

but if i am the MM of a country,
i will also say the same thing.
better a country of intelligent brains than one of inbreeding idiots, right?
will have less problems for me to solve.
assuming smarties cause less trouble than dummies.

on a more personal level,
i think i must marry a man with at least 1/2 of my intellect.
so that my kid will have at least like 3/4s of my intelligence.
u know, 1+1/2 divided by 2 = 3/4.
but then that means my kid will be smarter than my husband,
then when my kid cannot do homework,
how to ask the father?
coz the father also cannot do!!

PSYC IS BAD FOR U.
at 21 i am worrying about the prospect of having a dumb kid.

2)
PSYC has also taught me that OVERINDULGENT parenting is really bad.
like whatever the kid wants it gets.
whatever it doesnt want to do it doesnt have to.

and this has caused me to worry about kids like my brother.
i mean he is not that bad,
but whenever there is a hint of overinduglent parenting on the part of my overindulgent (only toward my brother. pffft) mother,
i get all worked up.

coz overindulgent parenting leads to horrible children!
the kids never learn to share,
never learn to have initiative,
etc etc.

it is horrible ok.
my mother does everythin for my brother.
including TALKIN for him.
like u ask him if he wants more food,
my mother will bloody answer.
so now when u ask him if he wants more food or whatever,
he will just mumble "dunno" and shrug his shoulders.
why?
coz soon my mother will make the decision for him!

wash dishes or what, no need to do.
mother will do.
ask him to do homework also cannot ok!
mother say he very tired dont ask him to do he will do when he is ready.
dont want to go school?
no worries man. got headache lor. again.
mother will say aw poor thing stay at home.

it freakin worries the shit outta me what will become of my brother ok.
no communication skills coz never learn to talk for himself,
no social skills coz whatever he wants he gets, without havin to interact to get it,
and no sense of initiative coz... coz he thinks he is a king coz he is bloody bein served all the time!

HOW TO FUNCTION IN SOCIETY NEXT TIME?!?!

i tell u i cannot wait for him to go to NS.
while my mother will be crying,
i will be standing at the gate with pom-poms cheering my life away.

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ok lah i am aware that this post is super long
and that all you lazy asses dont like to read wordy things coz it takes too much effort.
so i think i will stop at 2 examples.
both of which uncannily refer to kids.
eeks.

i hope this post has caused u to think about erm,
u know,
how u want ur kids to turn out next time.
whether its through genetics or through social practices ie. parenting.
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watch for the following intelligent rants that'll come as soon as i decide i am not lazy.
- people and their car stickers
- the old and the young. life.

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be good.
and for all of you who dont care anyway,
cute backside has been named.
its eric.
and eric's backside is still cute.

it also turns out that cute backside's name was none of those named by the other 2 cali staff i asked 2 days ago.
so maybe eric's backside is not that cute after all.
cute backside also has a cute face lah.
but i wanted to seem like i am perverted so ive only been talkin abt his ass.
but he is really cute!
jogolo i think u will like!

for those who dont know what i am talkin about,
u are an idiot coz u obviously havent been reading my previous posts.

Later ; 12:52 AM ; 2 comments

Thursday, January 18, 2007

notimetoblog: part 3

ok yes yes i am now over-blogging.
but since i have time, like hurry up and do it all so i can,
as i said in the previous post, get on with other things.
(for idiots like kong who think i havent blogged anything new,
coz they obviously dont READ CAREFULLY,
the post before this IS new ok.
its the second part of the BKK trip.
kock!!!)

the hot plate session at pearl's

ok only one foto.
and i look like shit.
as always.
well mostly anyway.
and the girls are always so bloody photogenic.
bloody @&!*@()&!

it was, as stated above, a hot plate dinner.
cynthia came along but she took the foto coz she didnt wanna be in the foto.
keren came too but i dunno where the hell she was when we took this.
prolly didnt wanna be in the foto either.
ah well.

it was pretty damn fun.
pluckin tao geh and all.
got salmon summore lor.
pearl is undoubtedly the world's most thoughtful person.
wahahaha.

she went and bought everything lor.
and all we had to pay was $5 each!
shioK.

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ok i think now i can get on with other more intelligent ranting.
unless i find more stuff with fotos later.

btw.
if anyone has any good medical-science thrillers or the like to recommend,
please let me know.

i have run outta michael cordy books to read already.
ive read all of em these past 1.5 months.

i highly recommend all of em, btw.
read esp. the lucifer code and the messiah code.

oh, and if you'd like to be a sweetie and buy me
michael crichton's new novel (the title of which i have forgotten, and which none of u are surprised that i have forgotten),
please let me know also.
so i dont have to use my own $30 to buy.

Later ; 1:21 AM ; 0 comments

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

(really)notimetoblog: part 2

really havent had the chance to sit down and blog.
the usual, no time.
and also the internet in the area has been down.

am currently in a shitty mood (but whats new)
because i went to wild wild wet today (so wear slippers lah right) with some california pple,
and left my gym shoes in the person who was driving's (legitime phrase?) car.

after havin a nice argument with my dad in the car on the way to the gym,
i reached the changerooms and realized i had no shoes.
FUCK ME.

anyhow.
i said posts will be in ascending order (chronological, for hua),
so since the net is up i thought i'd get on with it.
coz there are a lotta other things i want to blog about.

the more intellectual things.
yes, i am still smart.
in case u were wondering.

i will try to be upitty and sound like life is peachy with the captions for the photos below.
but do bear in mind the current state of mind i am in.
which is pissy.

The Bangkok Trip: Part 2
(as usual, click to enlarge)
the expensive shoppin centre from part 1.5


this is honestly what i get for tryin to kacheow pple when takin fotos.
my face ends up lookin like shit.
and wtf is up with my arms.
at least my sister looks decently wierd.
i just look, well, i look like wtf.

Some random middle-rate shoppin centre

this shoppin centre is like freakin cool.
the decor is like,
so me-ish.

i am a pervert.
that was the lift door.
(btw i am currently perving on a cute backside at bugis cali.
and the cute backside doesnt have a name, yet.
coz i dont have the guts to look at his name tag when he's in front of me,
and the other cali pple i know cant figure out for sure who i am talkin abt.
so till then, cute backside's name will be just that.)

see. i told u. cool right.
the glass thing to prevent retards from fallin down and dying is like decorated also.
on every floor.
got tv screens also hangin from the ceiling, if u can spot em.

sigh.
the oldest is also the shortest.
nat says i am gross coz i am so white.

some i dunno what shoppin centre

this was the girl mending the info counter thing.
freakin funny.
when we came back down to get outta the place,
she was in a different position.
sleeping with her face, facing the ceiling.

but i can so sympathize with her.
i mean, can a job get any more boring than that?

Thai restaurant - Lunch

josh yawned.
i took a foto.
i laughed.
he looked at me, laughed coz he realized i mustve done something stupid,
and asked "what did you just do?"
and while he was laughin and asking,
i took another foto.

muahahahha.
poor bugger.

ahhh.
josh did this thing where his thumbs can come out the other side of his fist,
and soon the whole family was tryin to do it.
no one else could do it cept him and me.
and soon it uh, got disgusting.
MUAHAHHA.
josh's looks worse than mine coz his is uh, u know!!!
erm, it looks more like a..... yeah that thing.

Suan Lom Night Market

this place is damn cool.
it has like food stalls and all lining the two sides of the place,
all kinds of food.
drinks and whatever.
and in the front there is a stage where they have live performances nightly.
got dancing all sia.
you want pussy cat dolls, they can do.
you want what thai song, they also can do.

we got this person to help us take foto,
with the request that she get as much of the humongous ferris wheel behind, in the picture.
but my cam sucks (as u can see),
and the damn wheel as way to big.

see. i told you.
way too big.

On the way to another random shoppin centre + at the shoppin centre

finally managed to get a shot of one of the sibeh cool taxis.
cool sia the colour.
i said i wanted a car like that but dad said cannot coz next time want to sell nobody want to buy.

will have lor....
pple like me.

ooh the all the rest of the family is in the foto.

FINALLY found my long lost favourite food.
substantial or not, i dont care.
unfortunately we only discovered it at this ulu shoppin centre on the last day, last hour.

dunno who's one.
tuna and sausage.
they ave virtually any combi u want.
for like bloody SG$1.20

mineeee......sausage and egg...
freakin shiok.
the crepe-eating family.
mother had guavas so she's not in the picture.

Later ; 11:33 PM ; 0 comments

Friday, January 12, 2007

bloody #&@*(&#@ rain

i am sibeh lazy to blog.
coz the draft i saved,
with the second part of the bangkok trip,
has magically disappeared.

and the weather is bloody annoying like hell.
bastard rain.
i have walked in the rain with frictionless slippers,
like 5 times in the past 24 hours,
and i am in a shittttttttttt like anything mood.

so other than being pissy,
thats all i am on this blog for.
for now.

im sure the bangkok trip part II,
the hot plate at pearl's,
some bitching about people,
and how horrible it is to be old,
will come soon.

fuckin weather.

Later ; 7:38 PM ; 0 comments

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

notimetoblog: part 1.5

The Bangkok Family Trip: 2nd to 5th January, Tue-Fri
(please click on fotos to enlarge)

am too lazy to blog much so here's just fotos.
mum was bein a biatch the whole trip
but whats new.
and as usual dad was bein the wonderful parent and husband he always is.
if anyone thinks their life is unfair,
check out my dad's.
but that is another story for another day.

Hotel Lobby

josh, nat and i.
josh is so cute lah.
my baby boy is growin uppppp.
and yar yar yar nat looks older i know already.

Some random expensive shopping centre
(never buy anything from there)

haha im horrible.
i think i look nice in the foto so i put it up.
at nat's expense.
we had a good laugh about her face in this foto though.

MBK
(whyyy must pple ask if i went to MBK.
its like askin a tourist if they came to singapore and went to orchard rd or not)
haha.
this would be so bad for fathers and boyfriends if their women did heed that advice.

if i wasnt on a diet the Mr Donut shop would be outta stock.
has anyone wondered WHY singapore has no donut shops?
ahhhh. crepe.
but not the cheapo kind i was eatin everyday when i was there a few yrs back.
this one's like twice the price.
ham saladddd.
not that anyone cares.
but looks shiok what, no?

i got a shock at the size of the cup when my parents bought drinks.
huge lor.
one hand carry damn heavy.

oh and over there, u get 1/10 drink and 9/10 ice.

i asked them to pose.
and dad, bein dad, had to act spas.
i love my daddy.

Night hunt for cough medicine for dad

dad spotted this sign outside one shop.
sibeh funny.

Another expensive shopping centre
(also never buy anything from here)

there were like these 2 cars on display.
dunno what brand.
skyer or something like that.

i was tryin to tickle josh.
end up i look spastic instead of him.

Later ; 3:08 AM ; 0 comments

Sunday, January 07, 2007

notimetoblog: part I

darn it.
i do not like havin to blog about various events that happened at various times,
all at one time,
because i havent had the time to blog about these events,
when they actually happened.

so screw me.
but ive been busy.

have 4 occassions/things (maybe more, but definitely 4) to blog about.
and these will run in ascendin order.
for stupid pple this means,
oldest piece of news first.

Kala's 21st: 31st Dec 2006, Sunday
Theme: retro.

am too lazy to blog about the enormity of the whole party
(lets just say we came to the conclusion that Kala's wedding is goin to be massively scary)
so heres just photos.
and captions.

(wierd dress i am wearin belongs to my sister.
now you didnt think id own something like that now did you.)


crescent girls.
2 not from our clique,
and 2 from our clique missin.
miss singapore press holdings' next big journalist busy busy woman
gracia and i.

us and the birthday girl,
us and the birthday girl's boy.
prolly the most amazin boyfriend one could ever have.
YOU DA MAN VIK!!!
we all need for ourselves a vik too.

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ok i know i said ascendin order,
but this is like fresh in my memory coz it happened today
so i think i will blog about it first.
and also because it doesnt involve havin to upload fotos which is very ma fan.

for those hoo dunno,
i was previously on a 3week free california gym pass
coz alan got a membership with them,
and i happened to be with him so the guy gave me a free pass.

its expired already,
so cannot go anymore.
but last nite when we were out (blog abt this another time)
keren (hua's girlfren) said she has like free 1 mth passes she got from them when she joined the gym.
so i was quite excited. free what.
den i asked if there were terms and conditions.
and one of it was like u have to be a 'new' person.
as in u cannot have used free passes before.
so i dun qualify.

anyway i was considerin tryin to cheat my way through,
as in just go there and pretend i dunno,
and if they dun realize my name was in the system before,
den good for me i can leech of them for another month.
if they realize den freakin ultra pai seh myself.

i tried askin this particular idiot guy (guy who gave me the free pass last time) to help me,
like pretend he dunno or what lah.
but anyhow long story short he's bein an ass as usual.
say cannot help me coz otherwise he might lose his job.

cynthia and i were at bugis just now,
and happened to pass the cali outlet there.
so i went in to ask about the 1 mth thing.

told the guy i got this pass from my fren,
and like i wanna know if i have to do the whole marketing nonsense again,
i said i dun wanna sit down and have them make me join,
do the tour of the place lah what nonsense take weight all that again.
i just wanna go there, show my pass, gym for a month and say bye.

wah the guy was FREAKIN good lor.
at first he like asked what pass it was
den i said i dun have it yet i have to get it from my fren.

den he said nvm he can just give me the 1 mth free NOW,
then i pass him the voucher next time i go.

im like......
UH WHATS THE CATCH?
no catch.

REALLY LOR.
he gave me FREE can.
like WTF!!
not that im complainin or anything.

never even ask me to fill in form or what leh.
just ask me sit down and pretend that he is tryin to ask me to join.
end up talkin about cars...

i dunno is it coz today i look like a girl or what lah.
as in i was in a girly top.

but now i am 'bonded' to bugis cali.
its quite crappy coz ive gotten rather attached to the novena pple.
the counter staff, the towel aunty and the cute malay boy, the personal trainers....

ah well.
theres always a price to pay isnt there?

free 1 mth gym pass,
and i think i made a new friend today =)
will keep u guys updated.

Later ; 9:01 PM ; 0 comments


the notice board//


raE: cant seem to fall asleep within 2 hours of hitting the pillow, and stay asleep for 2 hours after falling asleep.
get a life.

raE's random (maybe intelligent) thought/quote for the day


Every individual acts and suffers in accordance with his peculiar teleology,
which has all the inevitability of fate, so long as he does not understand it.
-Alfred Adler-

holler, yo//

is reading//

complete notes from singapore: the omnibus edition - neil humphreys

is listening//

backstreet boys: if i knew then
jay sean ft. lil wayne: down

is lusting//

[a balenciaga city bag]
[a certain mr lecturer]
[that tiffany bracelet - CHECK!]
[a gt wing for trent]
[a yale scholorship]

is being//

+ arrogant
+ short
+ too fat
+ an amazin singer
+ broke
+ intelligent
+ lookin too young
+ hungry
+ an excellent english speaker
+ a terrible chinese speaker

is reminiscing

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