Things that are

Soccer finals will be going on in the stadium tomorrow. Wan's friend may/may not have got us the tickets, but if he did, it'll be my very first time watching a real soccer match live. Ahh I know how boring it might get watching the ball being kicked around the field for an hour. But I guess it's better than getting all dressed up and having nowhere to go. It's totally freezing... the perfect weather to stay in bed. Hmm... somehow I feel kind of detached today. As in mentally detached... as in 'hey are you there' detached. I say things that barely made sense... popping random questions here and there. Right now as I'm typing these my mind is drifting off to somewhere. Wait, I forgot what I wanted to say. Oh... I feel like a complete bitchmouth. Someone shake me by my shoulders and scream into my face WHAT WERE YOU THINKING. what was I thinking when I asked Wan all those mean, funny questions and kept feeling like a green eyed monster today. How ugly is that.
Its my 31st month anniversary with Wan today, but we weren't able to meet up cos he's busy working... oh well. I'm keeping myself real busy these days too.. with schoolwork. It was great catching up with Butt yesterday-- we had lots of shopping. I got myself a top from electicism. Mandarin hotel gallery... it was quite a find. Didn't expect myself to dig out a casual top from that taitai place. We were looking at Lulu Guiness' pretty purses and quirky bags, they are totally rad but the price was a killer. And I have something special to announce! Butt had taken her very first cab ride in yr 2007 all the way to cityhall to meet me, I feel so honoured.



Wan and I went for seoul garden buffet last night and we had our fill. Clams, mussels (mainly seafood) and lots of meat. It was alright, but the desert was quite a spoiler. Oh well... Its a saturday night and I'm staying put at home since Wan's working and the rest of my girlfriends are out and about doing their things...hitting the clubs. Except for Elsh! we're in the same weekend situation: all homework no life. That is one thing I might be able to tolerate, but no $$ & no shopping is no way for me. My red leather bag is still in that damned store. I visited it yesterday and took it off the shelf, which is located near the alarm system. It didnt sound but when I placed it back, it made noise. This simply explains that red leather bag and I are just meant for each other!!
I've been deprived of shopping, going cold turkey from it. Recently I couldn't take my eyes off Esprit red leather bag, $99. OH no... My eyes are stuck on that bag. If I were caught stoning in class you'd know redleatherbag's on my mind. If I were sleeping, I'm certainly dreaming of it.
Its already mid-January and the weekend is nearing soon. I dont even think that time flies, its more like time TELEPORTS. The speed of teleportation is so much faster than flying, so.. there you go... Honestly I feel like a dish washer working at the 24 hour prata house in thomson rd. They have customers all the time and I bet when the dish washer finishes his last plate, he could barely rest for a minute before the next set of plates piles in. Just like how assignments are like in Millenia Mental Institute. Yeah, which pre-u student would disagree with me when I say that the never-ending schoolwork is making us go mental? Projects are not even one-tenth fun (euthanasia/stem cells/xenotransplant?) If anyone finds the topic of science and techonology vs religion and ethics really, truly, genuinely FUN, that person is an authentic dork-- I mean born to be a dork, not just being one for the sake of getting good grades.


Day 3 of suffering from leg muscle cramps. I bet anyone would know how it hurts when walking down the stairs, which I have to go through everyday almost all the time while in my own home. Hurts like hell. But of course that is worth it in exchange of having lunch time training in school twice a week during break. Break time is for me to take a break to EAT and relax, not starve myself and run the school tracks! And because I really really hate LTT, I tried to pass 2.4 with my best timing so far- 14.57 minutes,
Its been raining alot lately and I worry for wan when he's on the road. He almost got himself into another accident again just a few days ago. His left feet is quite badly hurt cos he was braking hard to avoid crashing into a dumb asshole who cut through his lane so suddenly. Then my mom crashed today! From what I was told a car hit the rear of my mom's car, but it wasn't that serious. Fortunately she's alright... But with all these stuff happening, isn't it kind of unlucky already? Bad news aside... I think I'm in love with Norah Jones' music. Don't laugh at me, it's really good music if you know how to appreciate it.
Ralph Lauren Style- lovelisted, see side profile. The it scent for me. But my measly 30 ml bottle is almost gone with a few more sprays... (or is it cubble, since its shaped like a cube? okay lame I know.) And I will go meet my boyfriend without smelling like flowers! Honestly speaking I'm not that hooked onto perfumes that I can't survive without it. But this... this is the real thing! The scent has seduced me so much I can barely find another that smells as sweet and warm. If I were a drug addict this would be my marijuana whatchamacallits. And if I were Cleopatra I'd get myself a tubfull of RLstyle instead of milk and soak myself in it everyday.
Guess what, I'm turning into a dork! Say hello to (sec one) days with long hair and big bag packs... The Nerd disease is getting to me becos school is a total headache and its PROSIAC. It finished at a freaking 1830 hours, and I have to be packed into a train full of people and be a claustrophobic in there for 40 minutes. After that I have to go zap some literature stuff and while waiting for them to be done, I went to the library!! to do assignment!! *NERDY* bytheway I was completely stunned when I was told that some people think I'm actually 19, going on 20 this year. Funny thing is, given the 'fact' that I'm known to be 'soft', I'm amazed to hear a gossip about me. I mean its not something bad... as far as I know... But, do I reeeaally look that old? I can imagine how dumb or mentally challenged (ha,ha) I'll look to people if they think I'm a nineteen year old still struggling in year2. Hmm. But again, it doesn't bother me much. What's getting on my nerves is the piling schoolwork screaming to be done.
I can be quite a greedy girl and my shopping motto used to be 'splurge now or regret later'. UNfortunately financial luck isn't always on my side, there are times when my money graph experiences fluctuations or even a rapid decrease... So for now my motto would be 'be economical, buy economical'. In other words, I'm going thrifty shopping but ironically you'll never see me getting stuff from the thrift store... If you get what I mean. Let me demonstrate my complicated idea with the pictures below.



I had a really long day in school. There's tons of things to catch up on and everything is just so new. I'm in a new campus, new class and I just new-ly realised that most people think of me as someone 'soft'........................ 'SOFT'? HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. *waves hands franctically* Is it because I sound like I talk to ants all the time or is it because I don't speak up in class (unless necessary), that gave me the title for being a softie. I do think I'm the LATTER. I chirp only when I want to make myself heard, or for a purpose. I dont like to blabber alot of unnecessaries with those I am not fully accquainted with, I can leave that to people who share a closer relationship with me. Plus I seriously think that girls who talk in public places should be aware of their tone. Public ETIQUETTES for godsakes... If you can understand how the situation in the train is like during peak hours, with two irritating airheads screaming to each other amiably amoung the hushed passengers. Now how paris hilton DUMB is that? this girl was listening to her mp3/cdplayer with both headpiece plugged into her stupid ears and decides to have a loud conversation her friend at the same time. Personal conversations don't need to be heard by others especially in the crowded train/bus when you're just RIGHT beside each other. Why don't she just take off that damnd headpiece off completely, instead of just taking one side out to hear her friend screaming for the 3rd time and puts it back while she answers her. In their case, other than being careful of their tone they should also try to recall where they left their stupid brains at.
Stupid blogger. what on earth is wrong with the url and site feed! make me mad on the first day of new year. hmph.