Thursday, July 26, 2007

i find it disgusting that im taking time out to blog at this fuckedupbusy time of my life.







but after playing on the neighbourhood swing whilst wearing something that i'll normally wear to club,



i've a proposal:


After August 21st, i wanna go to a glam place,






wear glam clothes




AND DO UNGLAM THINGS.











who's with me? ;)

Saturday, July 14, 2007

the truth was a polar opposite of what i replied.
im usually serious about younger chicks, i only PLAY the older ones.
But oh well, i guess it was better that i said that.
ZOMG.

I've sorted out the assignments and the deadlines.


Here's what i have so far.



MM REPORT Due 31st July (Tuesday) at 17 00 hrs

ADVERT Presentation on 2 Aug (Thurs)

MRM Presentation & Report on 4 Aug (Friday)

TV PRO recording on 8 Aug (Wednesday) at 08 00 hrs

MM Presentation on 10 Aug (Friday) at 17 00 hrs

NEWSPAPER due on 14 Aug (Tuesday) at 17 00 hrs

ADVERT exams on 17 Aug (Friday)

MRM exams on ????




God, Help Me.
Transformers today was the first movie i've watched in a fucking long time.


damn it was good!


since it was too late to shop after the movie, Boss and I decided to wreak havoc around town.


Boss's trackpad was spoilt, so we visited the Apple Shop to try and fix it. They told her to come back on Monday. Not wanting to waste the trip, we made the most out of it.













































BY TAKING PICTURES ON A MACBOOK THAT WAS ON DISPLAY.


I'm too lazy to upload all the retarded pictures we posed for IN PUBLIC and then went on to bluetooth to my laptop there and then.


Boss was thirsty after the iShop experience. i shall not elaborate for fear of being fired.


Boss decided that we had lost enough of our face.


So we went to taka to search for some substance to quench boss's thirst.


So we went around Cold Storage making comments in Japanese, French and PRC Chinese about how the drinks would taste and whether we could make a tidy profit selling them in the mainland.

Boss was worried that shoppers from these countries might hear us and get offended.

She ordered that we apologise if anything happened.


Boss decreed that we should get peach tea. boss's orders were followed.

As we were queueing, we continued.

Me: -picks up panadol extra- Panadol O Tabemas. Oiishi!
Boss: Iie.
Me: -picks up strawberry condoms- Strawberry Condom O Tabemas. Oiishi!
Boss: -overhears couple behind and looks damn shocked- ey listen to what they are saying?


they were conversing in something not chinese, nor english, nor korean.



THEY WERE JAPANESE!


and they definitely heard what i said about the condoms.



That was my longest wait ever in a supermarket queue.


Boss and i retreated up the escalator immeadiately after we paid


WITHOUT saying 'Sumimasen'.


So much for Friday the Thirteenth



On the way home, Boss and I were having retarded conversations again. We started speaking in mainland chinese accent but we realised there were people around us who dressed like PRCs. so we stopped.


Or rather, we carried on when we found a seat. Boss was explaining to me the difference between a tranny and a gay in PRC.


Boss: wo shi 'tranny'. 'tranny' gen 'gay' shi you fen bie de ya.
Me: 'gay' shi you lan jiao de ma? ni shi 'tranny' ni hai you nei ge ma?
Boss: wo shi quan ti fan xin de ya...

At this point, we hear a male voice with a very feminine undertone going "Hello, yeahhh.."

This guy who was wearing a black v-neck and walking like he was trying to keep his insides from sliding out of his ass by clenching his butt-cheeks picked up his phone and sashayed to the door.


Boss and I stare at each other and suppress giggles until the gay guy is finally off the bus.


OMG.


We talk crap and turn around to see a member of the party in jest through sheer coincidence.


Twice in a single day.




Such things are only possible when Boss is around.


Thursday, July 12, 2007

OMGOMGOMGOMG.


ST Forums PUBLISHED MY LETTER
!


and heres another reason why i'm famous: check out the soldier in the bottom right corner in the wide angle shot.


that's me.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

honestly, i'm exhausted.


i've been trying. i AM trying.


its just too much, but i am convinced that i can only perform under pressure.


i'm sorry i'm an ass. i'm sorry that i'm weird. i'm sorry that i choose the most practical way over all the wishy-washy beautiful dreams you have. i'm sorry.

i'm sorry im fucking tired. i'm sorry that some people do not respond to emails. i'm sorry that i do not run the group YOUR way.


i'm sorry that i choose NOT to show that i am putting in effort.


i'm sorry.



and i'm fucking sorry that you are NOT the leader for THIS project.


so for once, can we have it done MY WAY?




i'm trying to secure an A for everyone. help me out here.

Monday, July 09, 2007

sometimes its not the dictionary definitions of words that count.


its the audio impact of the very utterance of them.






























just enough to keep me from burning out.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

i wasted 4 hours of my life today.


well done.

Monday, July 02, 2007

if i could turn back time.


i would take a picture with you alone.


and capture that selfish moment forever.


the moment when i had you all to myself.








if i could turn back time.



i wanna hold your hand again,



tighter and longer than ever before


never letting go.


keeping you beside me forever.






i hope you knew how much i loved you

and i hope you know,

how much i still do.







imu.