Enchantment

"It is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy; it is disposition alone. Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others."

- Jane Austen, Sense and Sensiblity

It's a Friday night.

We all made plans to go Chomp2 for dinner/supper, but the two main organisers were the first ones to back out. Reason being they were certain that they would feel left out cos it was more like a couple gathering (4 couples were supposed to go).

It's like duh.

Think us girls don't have much affinity with Serangoon Gardens. Every single time we plan to go there for supper, plans would be thwarted somehow or other.

Next time the girls plan a gathering, let us make things easier by disallowing boyfriends to go ok? All girls outing. No reason anyone should feel left out then :p.

Well anyways, Ryan drove us to Katong for the famous yong tau fu. Angie and HK joined us too. We double dated. Ha! HK said that each piece costs $0.50 cos it's supposed to be "up-market" and "branded" yong tau fu. To me, the dinner boasted of nothing out of the ordinary though. Tastes the same as food court's -.-. Maybe the liao slightly more tasty only.

Same for Changi Village Nasi Lemak. Very delicious meh? It tastes just like an average plate of Nasi Lemak to me.

Maybe it's just me =x.

Yes, it's definitely me.






Cause everyobody tries to put some love on the line
And everybody feels a broken heart sometimes
And even when i'm scared i have to try to fly
Sometimes i fall
But i've seen it done before
I got to step outside these walls

These walls can't be my haven
These walls can't keep me safe here
Now i guess i got to let them down

You know something is very wrong when you start wishing fervently that your brother will stay in camp forever and not book out, cos it seems that his only reason for booking out is to come home and get on your nerves all the time.


Reasons why I wish my brother is in camp right this moment:

1. I don't have to share the darn com with him
2. I don't have to hear shit like "I wanna use the com in 10 minutes." in a negotiations-outta-bounds tone of voice. (Dude, being older doesn't make you boss -.-)
3. I don't have to be a witness of uncouth, army-inspired vulgarities like CCB KNN NB just cos some dumb virtual soccer player didn't score a goal for him! (excuse me you brainless idiot, don't spew hokkien vulgarities can?! Or at least don't bring it back into the house! There are others living here too! It is totally sooooooo not pleasant to hear such angered uncivilised cursings. At least english cuss words sound soooo much better. ANGRY!!)
4. Nobody will be around to eat up all my titbits! ( I told you specifically not to touch my chocolates/chips/drinks/sweets but you persistently ignored my instructions. And ate up ALL my titbits! Never even leave a crumb for me!! You greedy pig!! Give me back all the snacks which you have stolen from me all these years!!)
5. I don't have to get woken up early in weekend mornings by some clueless prick's inconsiderate drummings
6. I don't have to get scolded "SHUT UP YOU WHINER!" when I tell him nicely it's my turn to use the com, just as we had agreed upon earlier. ( You pussy! I cannot stand a man who doesn't keep to his word! How different are you from a spineless jellyfish then?!)

Argh. Just go back to camp! Or get yourself a girlfriend who will tame you and polish your dull surfaces! You have lots of polishing to be done! Pls get yourself EXPENSIVE AND GOOD polish and a durable piece of cloth!

Yes, I am was infuriated.

No longer am after all that venting.

Me and the birthday girl.



Anisah, Gracie, Leanne, Sam.



Anisah is soooo extra!



All tired out after AA project (and also from playing Miniclips! LOL.)



Uh huh.



Blueberry birthday cake which I didn't touch cos I was bloated. I paid $24 ( for buffet) but only ate $2.50 worth ( as commented grudgingly by bf and bff)



Same old peeps ( and some of Leanne's dota friends).


THE END.

He is someone that I have to talk to everynight before I sleep.

His face will surface in my mind whenever I attempt to scratch my ear.

His pictures and presents that he got me are everywhere in my bedroom so I almost always think of him when he's not by my side.

He is ever-patient with me no matter what.

He has never blown his top at me before.

He sings silly songs to make me smile when I am upset.

He gives in to me without complaints.

He cuts down my use of profanities and lavish expenditure.

He makes sure I eat proper meals and disallows me to feast on junk food.

He is always nagging at me to sleep early.

He is patient, I am impatient.

He is good-tempered, I am hot-tempered.

He is rational, I am emotional.

He is calm, I am paranoid.

He is my best friend as well as boyfriend.


Who else meets the above criteria other than my precious honey? Even though our characters and personalities are poles apart, we still made it this far.

Happy 10 months!

He surprised me with a necklace and couple mugs.

And of couse, I love you :).


HAPPY BIRTHDAY SENGKY!!!

So stupid. I got caught by some lab auntie today for eating in the computer lab. Now my matric card's been confiscated and I've got another record to add to my name. What's worse, my matric card is still sitting at the helpdesk. I had forgotten to take it back just now.

I'm very tired. Been staying up late to do projects. I'm running a throbbing headache now. Gross.

And once more, it's just me myself and I.

Me sad. Me comfort meself.
Me down. Me cheer meself up.
Me all tangled up. Me untangle meself.
Me hungry. Me go find food meself.
Me hate to take bus/MRT. Me pamper meself by taking cab.
Me wish me had a license to drive meself around and not rely on anyone/anything.

Me crazy.

I've a little time for a short post before I head off to school.

I can see that my tagboard has been jumpin with tags about Ginger. Hello, where did that come from? I thought that incident has long since passed. It's like my blog has become a Ginger hate forum. Goodness!

Alright, will update a proper one when I get back.

Till then.

If I were an inventor or a scientist, my first invention would definitely be a silent vacuum cleaner.

si·lent (slnt) adj. Marked by absence of noise or sound; still.

Yes, a SILENT vacuum cleaner, one that doesn't emit jarring noises that cause severe irritance to the ears. Why hasn't anyone invented one??

I've been surrounded by noise the whole day and it doesn't help that I'm having my period and am in an irritable mood. Actually I was in a pretty good mood for the first part of the day, say from 11 am till 4 pm.

Cos I was out and there wasn't horrible noise pollution surrounding me.

When I reached home, I wanted to take a nap but it was impossible cos renovation was just going on next door. Note: my parent's bedroom and the study room. VERY DISTURBING.

Then at about 7+, the hardworking ( TOO hardworking, I would say) contractors decided to call it a day and so the noise pollution ceased temporarily.

And then my maid had to take out the UNSILENT vacuum cleaner and started vacuuming the whole house and the noise is really getting to me.

When can I get peace?!

Ph-uck.

I'm not even sorry for being whiney so if you don't like whiney pmsey girls, you can clear off and go watch cows grazing on the green meadows against the powder blue sky or something.

I'm not only feeling whiney now but also bitchy. Gasp, horrors of horrors.

Okok. Bitching makes me feel a teeny bit better. Alright ok, I admit a good bitching session lifts my mood several notches up. Hey, at least I'm honest!

It's very good therapy. Angst-filled people should bitch more to release the unwanted energy trapped inside. Hey, I'm not kidding :).



Bitching time!

My friends and I were at the infamous techno kopitiam opposite school today, having a supposedly innocent lunch gathering. So we ate and chatted about mundane stuff, and we suddenly brushed upon the topic of a somewhat eccentric tutor.

Obviously, I will not mention this tutor's name. I wouldn't wanna get into trouble or anything cos of some innocent bitching. Hehe.

This tutor has really small slit eyes. Not only are they slitty, but they also droop at the sides, so that he looks like he just got outta bed all the damn time. On a good-hair-day when everything seems bright and cheery and the world is a beautiful place, his slit eyes actually don't look too bad. In fact, they're kinda cute, in a beady small sorta way, ya know?

On a bad-hair-day, when ominous clouds hang over your head and dull shadows are cast across your face, his slit eyes could really fry your nerves. They look extremely irritating that you wish you had a couple of toothpicks on hand so you can prop them up against his eyes to widen them.

Anyway, this tutor is very mean.

At the very start, I didn't like him already. I felt that he was quite aloof and sarcastic.

Now, I don't like him even more after hearing some horrid tales about him from my friends.

He disses and discriminates other races during APEL class, for goodness sake. SO MEAN! I mean, no one's a saint, but at least pretend to be one when you're conducting a moral education class?! Everyone knows that answers to shitty moral ed questions like "What would you do if you found a wallet on the pavement?" are mostly lies anyway.

He talked bad about another tutor in front of his student and that tutor he badmouthed happens to be one of my favourites! She's those that wouldn't hurt a soul and very nice kind. No one would hate her kind. It takes a VERY mean person to dislike a very good person. GRRRRR. SUPER MEANIE!!

He shamed his students in front of the whole class. Hey Mr Meanie, that's a nono. That's VERY rude. Where's your sense of respect? We're all adults.

Every of his lesson is like a sit-in comedy for me. It's amusing to see him struggling to keep his cool but yet, you can see the annoyance written all over his face. He badly wants to explode, but he's keeping it all in. For that, I have to give him credit. Heh.

Hahahaha!

There are more but enough bitching for now. I feel better already. In fact, it was kinda fun typing all that.

HAHAHAHAHA.

Gee. I'm the mean one now. *sheepish grin*

Some wayyyy outdated photos!




Left to right: Gracie, Anisah, Gena.




We were celebrating Zhiyi's birthday at Fish&Co. The party hats were so cute. Can I bring one home?




There, a group pic!



Half of Ryan's niece's face. Hahaha. She is so adorable and naughty! She says I'm fat! Well, what to do, kids are just brutally honest that way. I think I've put on weight :(.




Just playing with colours.


Neways, I felt sadness steal upon me while I was uploading photographs cos I was suddenly brought to recall that my digicam had passed away.

I want a new digicam. I want!!! Screams!!! I'm gonna throw a tantrum right now! I'm gonna throw jello on your face if you don't buy me a digicam! What? 2 megapixels cam? Save it for yourself dude. I WANT A 5 MEGAPIXELS CAM!! I want I want I WANTTTTT! *bawls*

Kids are so lucky. They just have to throw a tantrum to get what they want, but when an adult throws a tantrum, not only will she not get her way, everyone would stare at her with eyes pooled with utter disgust and think she just fell down from Mars.

I wanna be a kid la.

No la, I just want a new digicam. Sigh.

Hello, I love you :).

It's 7.23 pm and you're _ _ _ _ ting.

Ha!

Italy won. That sucks bad. I supported France :(. Sam is so gonna rub it in on me. Haha. She already did actually.

Anyways I'm bored stiff waiting for the bf to reach home. There's nothing but the telly, the com and food in his room but wait, actually it's not too bad but I'm just lazy to switch on the tv when it's just right beside me!!

Lazy bones.



Rhetorical questions
(Yes, am talking to myself once again but hell yea, I need no answers.)


THE CLASSIC:

• Why is there a hole in a doughnut? If there isn't a hole, a doughnut will not be called a doughnut, it'll be called a hum jing pang.

• If buses can have double decks, why not aeroplanes, or MRT trains in the least?

• Why does the football which was being kicked around in this worldcup look so much like it has golden sanitary pads stuck all over it?

• Why is it that during free kicks, the guys have to stand in line and shield their groins with their hands, but in netball or other girly ball games, the girls don't shield their breasts whilst defending?

• Buttons are supposed to pop out, so you can press them, so they serve their purpose as buttons, but why is the belly button called a belly button when it's not even popping out and you can't even press it?

Believe in yin and yang? When there's white, there will be black. This world works like a coin; there is always a flip side. There are always opportunity costs to every single thing in this world.

Vegetables are healthy and good for our bodies, but the flip side is it might not necessarily taste heavenly. Junk food is so appealing to the taste buds but the opportunity cost is that it is unhealthy.

A girl gets a boyfriend to fill the void within with love and attention that she otherwise cannot obtain. Time spent with boyfriend increases, the flip side? She neglects her friends and family and every other thing on earth. (Not all girls are guilty of this, though)

The concept is very simple. When you lose something, you will gain something in return. The scale tips one way when you lose something, but when you gain something, the scale returns to equilibrium once again.

How I picture this is that in every little jigsaw piece that makes up our entire life, be it a significant or an insignificant event, a scale exists. It might tilt crazily to the left in a moment, then lean towards the right the next, but eventually, it will stabilize to be balanced on both sides.

Hmm. An ingenious theory.

Ha. The things I think of when I'm bored.

Omg this is shit.

First, I woke up with a startling jolt this morning because I thought I had slept way past lecture. (So? It's only lecture!) Precisely. Does my sub-conscious mind actually derive pleasure from its owner attending lectures that it prodded me to wake up instantly? This is shit!

And also, this is gonna be one crazy shittified week. Shittified because suddenly, all the project and assignment deadlines rained down from the sky and hit me with one swift blow. They've been knocking on my skul tauntingly "Hello, deadlines coming! No free time for you! Neh neh *sticks out tongue in an idiosyncratic manner!"

!#(*)*@. This is shit I tell you. I have to stay back after school everyday to do projects and by the time I get home, it's late evening and I so badly wanna have and need some snooze time. BUT I CAN'T. Cos the contractors are here to do the toilets for two whole weeks. Yea sure, I can sleep through the drills with the help of pills. Haha, that ryhmed.

OK, the third shit coming is that I have totally forgotten about the existence of my virtual corner on the world wide web. I actually forgot for the past week that I own a blog. HELLO?! Shit I tell you.

Anyways, am so sorry for neglecting my blog. I will update soon with pictures and all when time permits.

And oh crap and shit, I don't think I have the time to meet up with my baby this week. :(