2 words. I'm bored. That's why I'm here.
Everyone's out but I'm not out cos' my mom's cranky and I have no idea why. She complains that I'm always not home and I'm spending too much money. Which is quite true. Money's been going out and nothing's coming in. Oh shit. It's time to control my spending.
Hello holidays. It's about time for me to enjoy. But there's nothing much to enjoy in the first place except for my lil getaway with BF soon. That's all for the holidays. Think I may need a job. Someone out there, please give me a job.
Fucking feel so blank now, so fucking fucking blank. And it's bloody 3.30am but why ain't I tired. Basket.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Somebody talk to me, play with me, ask me out for breakfast.
Thanks Siang for talking to me on MSN. But I'm still bored.
I've always thought I wouldn't be stressed over stuff like that.
I've always thought imma happy-go-lucky kiddo.
I've always thought I'm still young and not grown up.
I've always thought I wouldn't be as paranoid.
I've always thought I wouldn't think of absurd stuff.
I've always thought I wouldn't think so far into the future.
I've always thought if I spend everyday playing, life is at it's best.
I've always thought life is satisfactory now.
I've always thought love will start off as a 2-way thing.
I've always thought I wouldn't read too deep into words.
I've always thought I wouldn't ponder over redundant stuff.
I've always thought it's quite hard to hurt me.
I've always thought imma emotionally strong kiddo.
I've always thought I will never feel insecure.
I've always thought I care for my own life more than others.
But I didn't think that whatever I thought were wrong. Until now.
Ah, fuck la.
Woots. I've slept for 16 hours straight and I could have slept more. THANKS MR. TEH KAIWEN. For calling me and shouting into the phone and insisting that I stop sleeping. I swear you're damn irritating at times like these. I have this sudden urge to drink and I'm just here to ramble. Exam's coming. I'm dead.
I've been wondering
What have you been pondering.
It's the feelings behind the words
That makes up the hurt.
Building memories of my presence,
And my existence.
I took a step back
And tried to relax.
Thought through a series of events
Feelings that I could not fend.
It was not a factitious affection
But rather an ambivalent emotion.
Then it revealed itself
It was more than the love for oneself.
It was the passion we shared
Something that nobody else could compare.
It was irreversible,
Irreplaceable.
The paranoia,
The mania.
Of losing something you love so much
The feeling that made my stomach lurch.
Now my mind wanders,
Over what you pondered.
Gambling at Chanel's house
Hello Baby
Von extra.
My girls.
I think this is sweet.
Ng ruined the picture.
Random traces of me in his room.
Went for a movie marathon with BF. I planned the whole day's programmes.
Juno was a nice movie. A magnificently witty comedy, garnished with a tinge of romance and soaked my heart in lemon juice. I like.
P.S I Love You was a meaningful movie that I really adored. It was kinda naggy and draggy at some parts but I think it was essential in order to make the movie complete. It was sad in a sweet way and it made me think of loads of stuff in my life. Catch it if you're someone who adores draggy, long movies like me.
Jumper was not exactly that nice. It was kinda rushed through and it left alot of questions hanging in midair. Expecting a sequel. Action lovers will go gaga over it. 
It was a tiring 11 hours for us. Yet all we did was to travel, watch movie, eat, watch movie, travel, watch movie, eat, travel and home. I like.
I think BF's really tired cos' he fell asleep while I was at his place. Went to have dinner with his younger sister before going back home and he was still asleep. So I left to meet my baby Mandy. She came over to visit my parents, watched tv and drank and slacked around. Then she went back and BF woke up at 12 midnight zhun zhun one okay. He's sucha bum. But I still love. (:
BF is supposed to come over! I bet my life he's asleep now. I shall watch DVDs alone.
*(#^&!^(@&$@)%*_!#%(&*%)!@*%^
BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
God said:
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world;
yet, gentle enough to give comfort
and the rejection that many times comes from her children
her to keep going when everyone else gives up,
and take care of her family through sickness
and fatigue without complaining
and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart
but sometimes tests her strengths
and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly
This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.
the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.'!
because that is the doorway to her heart
* the place where love resides. "
Some ginseng soup.
And some oyster + mushroom + fa cai.
Valentine's a tiring event but I still enjoyed mine. Met up with BF the night before V'day for dinner and we slacked around while walking back to my place.I call it ol' school love.
Woke up at 6am on V'day just to collect flowers before I went to school and then back home to complete the present for my beloved BF. I was so pissed cos' the binding machine cannot bind cardboard. *()##$&*^!@%^(!#&%)@ So I came home and used an electric dril instead. HAHAHA. Pro right. 
Look at the cardboard shavings luh. 
I'm so proud of myself. (: End product's at his place. Oh no no no. I'm not revealing what he's done for me on V'day. It's a private thingy and I shall keep it a secret.
Oh you people are just jealous.
P.S: Thanks Don Sheldon for the Wombat you've got for me from Aussie. You got me a soft toy though I once told you I wanted a real one. But still, it's still sweet of you. (: THANKS DEAR!
YES. That's my Snoopy lunch box. No laughing. AND YES, I have a lunch box.
To the first guy who:
- Hugs me from behind while I'm cooking dinner for the both of us
- Quietly accompanies me (and fell asleep) while I studied at Mac
- Is patient with my temper in clubs
- Accepts my weird behaviours like talking to myself
- Arrives at my place early in the morning just to run errands with me
- Insists I stay home while he gets the groceries instead
- Drags me to the doctor, force medicine down my throat patiently, cook for me, lay me on his
bed cos' I'm sick
- Texts me bedtime stories
- Sleeps on my bed for long hours
- Knows all my stupid little actions while I'm sleeping
- Officially asks me to be his GF after giving a 15 min speech that made me tear hardcore
- Willing to meet me everyday without fail
- Loves giving me surprises
- Accepts my stubborn streak and my angry inner child
- Kisses my forehead without fail everytime we go to sleep
- Running to go get lemon at 3am cos' I was high and felt super uncomfortable
- Folds me flowers for no reasons
- Snaps millions of random unglam photos of me
- Scolds me silly stupid dumb yet loves me all the same
To the guy that has:
- Big egg head
- Small slits for eyes
- Shell shaped nostrils
- Super deep dimple on his left cheek
- Cute lil pop up tooth that I like on his top right gum
- Never growing out beard
- Squarish fingernails
- Strong yet gentle fingers
- Cool yet warm hands
- Mole on his left forearm
- Almost hairless legs
- Broken nail on his right little toe
I love you.
and the list goes on and on...
Changi's RSN club's view of the new Frigate
Random-ness at MOS burger. Pardon us, we were bored.
Spicy Chay Por Tofu, my favourite
Daddy's favourite Samsui Chicken
Legendary Pen Cai, I've no idea why it's 300bucks.
Reunion Dinner
DblO
Signature Volcano
Acts of narcissism
HUAT ar!
Hello everyone. I'm here to blog cos I'm like really tired but I can't sleep. My mom agreed on my behalf for me to bake a cake. So I came home last night and I wanted to start baking at 2am. Good lords, I couldn't find baking paper. I slept at 4am while waiting for Boyfriend to get home, woke up at 5.30am so reply his sms but I fell back asleep while typing. Then my mom shook me up at 6.30am. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! THAT'S THE TIME I WAKE UP FOR SECONDARY SCHOOL! Omg omg omg I slept for a friggin' 2 hrs. ):
Chinese New Year shopping was horrendous. My mom insisted I should go out with her and get some stuff on Saturday. I was supposed to meet BF at 7pm cos ballet ended at 5+pm. I ended up coming home and transforming into a slave. Do this do that pack this pack that. In the end my whole family went to town at 9pm and settled our dinner at Centerpoint's Soup Restaurant cos Daddy wanted to eat his Samsui Chicken sooooo badly.
BF met up with us then I just made Mummy pay for stuff and I went off for a movie with him. Sweeney Todd is a NICE movie/musical. Really. No sacarsm. I like! I was so into it I sang along with them. "There was a foolish barber and his wife ~"
Had family dinner on Sunday. I don't understand how a pot of food can cost $300. Pictures will be up soon. I'm just here to grumble.
Monday was tiring tiring tiring! I went to school for Family Law consultation and Sylvia Lim was late cos she was called off to an urgent meeting. So that urgent meeting messed up my day's schedule. So I had to cab to Simei to collect my Sony Ericsson. Cabs are killing me. Considering I took a cab to school too. (which was a total waste of money. I wouldn't even be late if I'm not around in an hour's time. That's how held up she is.)
Then I rushed down to Novena and was a teeny bit late for my appointment with Monsoon. Ah, yes. It's short AGAIN. (Then you guys must be thinking it's already short, how much shorter can it get right?) It can't even touch my collar. That's how short it is.
Xueli needed some company to shop around also. So she came down and look for me. Went down to town to meet up with my lil cousie cos I'm supposed to be her nanny and bring her out to shop for her stuffs. BF met up with us and 4 of us walked around aimlessly. So yes, I was so burnt out at the end of the day, the 4 of us took a cab and sent my lil cousie home before we sat somewhere to slack.
OMG, I'VE TYPED SO MUCH. OKAY, THAT'S ALL FOR NOW. HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE!
ERM, HUAT AH!
Your favourite Butter Garlic chicken cooked by me.
And DoubleO's popcorn.
