alrights....have beeen REALLI REALLI busy these days....dun ask me why..
just tired...from Euro 2004? maybe?
oh well, sending out the invites for my bdae party..
i realised...there are just some friends whom you wld hesitate to invite....dunno if its just me or wat. But i feel even awkward drafting the sms to them. Perhaps those are friends who are known as "aquintances". Those whom the most momentous moment would be a high along the streets of Orchard. Not very sure myself wat point am I getting at ..really.
Feeling damn fat now...
ate the suicidal KFC for dinner today. And missed gym session with lynn too. Just cant bring myself to the treadmill.
Went all the way to Bukit Batok for audit today...so far!!!!!
Woke up an an unearthly hour of 630am just to travel there, haven woke up at such timings since secondary school days man..
YAWNS...cant type anymore............................................................................................................................................................
Duckie pissed me off in office again....
my legs have this extreme urge to stick out at the aisle when she walks past. See her tumble and fall face down! *sadistic laughter*
she tinks she's damn cool cos she have seems to be getting along well with the rest of the other just as pathetic collegues.
she keeps lamenting about being fat and yet her mouth never seems to be deviod of food.
9am:eh, wo men wu can yao chi she mo?
10am: aiyah, wo sian zai hen er le, jing tian zhao can chi bu kou
12pm:wo kan later wo yao ci heng duo! er si ren le!
2pm (shortly after lunch) :Wo de jui ba yang leh...xiang ci.. *pops open a packet of hello panda*
n/b: Duckie is known famously in the office as the Provision Store. She STOCKS up huge quantities of YAM YAM, HELLO PANDA, APOLLO WAFERS, LOCKER, BOTTLES OF GREEN TEA.
4pm: eh, wan can yao ci she mo?? yao bu yao ci buffei?
5pm: still munching on one of her snacks from her arsenal of fat inducing food.
6pm: eh, bu yao zhuo le la...wo men kuai dian qu ci le...
It just irks me how some people claim to want to go on a diet and complain they are fat yet still do such harm to their body. Duckie can complain that she is getting fatter whilst munching on some sinful snacks and planning her next meal...
Feeling vexed bcos of some issues...
tell u guys another day..
damn tired now.
had a long and tiring day..
people slained in church this morning. Haven seen that in a while..not since the last FOP.
Hit the gym after that.
the guys admiring their muscles infront of the mirror just makes me wanna puke.
the ultimate are those who touch themselves, especially their chest after each set! YUCKS
it's totally NOT a turn on i must say...
One weekend has just flown by so quickly. Gonna be thrown back to work tmw...
I'm just gritting my teeth, hanging in there for 2 more weeks.
Auditing is really no fun. Just wondering, who audits audit firms?? hmmm...might ask my boss one day during lunch..
Sam shocked me this evening. We were just sinning on the super rich brownie with choc fudge at coffee club when he dropped the bomb and said we would get married only if he earns $10MILLION. Dunno to be happy that he is ambitious, or sad that it might be a LONG time before that comes about. But that is not the "bomb". He says he would give $9million to missions work......
I was just stoned faced for that moment.
grosteque
dyed my hair today..
FINALLY i dun look like i'm wearing a ski cap with the black outgrown portion.
Want to catch the play Private Parts at the Esplanade. Heard its damn good.
Wish the tics could have been cheaper tho...I'm an avid theatre goer, but it takes alot of monetary recources to support this fancy.
$25 gets me a seat no doubt, but I would have to bring along a pair of binoculars to watch the play considering the "panaromic" view I would have high at the top...
So much for bringing the ARTS to the commoners..
its cruel in fact.
Tantalising us with low prices only to humiliate us and make us yearn for a seat with a decent view...much like a kitten being denied its furball time and again.
Arts funding should not be about bringing in more plays, but bringing the plays to the masses. That should be the way...
was looking tru all the old pics i have in CDs...just had the urge to do so suddenly.
Meeting up wif the whole jean gang seems like an arduous task. With all the busy schedules that always seems to clash, the only time we get together is probably when one of us is celebrating our birthday. But looks like i'm gonna make an exception this time...doubt i'll be even celebrating mine. one word:LAZINESS.
I wanna go to the beach again, but...no I cant... How can I with that tummy of mine???
I seriously have no idea where i got my fat genes from...
my mummy weighs less than 40kg,
my brother is akin to a bamboo stick and
my dad is bordering on the underweight threshold,
but me!?!? I'm spoiling my weighing scale!
Sigh........ its a superficial world. You are judged when u are massive.
OFFICE UPDATE:
the IRRITATING COLLEGUE of mine whom I shall now officially call DUCKIE ( cos she really walks like one..never seen a better impersonation of Donald) just pissed me off again today! and the worse thing is she's totally oblivious to it all!!!!Argh...
Thankfully, i have onli the end of this month to freedom. I extend my deepest sympathy to the other interns suffering in that regime. They are really nothing more than cheap labour. Exploited.
these were the happier days...where friends just come together to have fun. No questions asked, no conditions attached, no restrictions imposed...
One of the group pics from my trip to thailand. They are (from left) : Verlyna, Caline, Candice and me. Looking all worn out at the Thai airport, homeward bound.
F-I-N-A-L-L-Y..THE DAY has arrived. My newly revamped blog is up!!
Thanks LYNN!!! she must have felt like jumping out of my window out of frustration teaching a techie idoit like me.But she make a great IT teacher! apart from the not very encouraging eye rolling incidents at my supposed ignorance of simple obvious IT stuff. HEY! give me a chance yah! I'm learning k...its not easy, especially for a gal when it comes to such IT stuff. *stereotyping*
Fell in love with this template the first time i laid eyes on it. Set my mind on choosing it as my debut template immediately. Its so brown (my fav. colour btw.) and retro looking which is all in fad nowadays.
yah, sometimes my dad can be really absurd. Saying he is "hilarious" is being really kind. He gets on my nerves at times i must say.
Now for my working life. This particular colleague simply irritates the hell out of me!!!!! I really start to wonder if such a thing as a perfect working environment exsist in the first place.
Firstly, her stinky breath can knock out anyone just like Mhd Ali could (before his pakinsons disease). And to make things worse, she is the kind who speaks and breathes very heavily. I just have to take a tissue and pretend I have sinus everytimes she talks to me.
Secondly, she's damn damn chee-na. I know its mean of me to ostracise people like this, but she is the ULTIMATE! Her overly cheena sense naturally makes her english impossible to decipher! She have to resort to writing out the sentence just to get her messgae across to me...its tt bad.
Thirdly, she's plain childish. Fancy running to the boss whenever one of the other interns screw up her work, or if she is being chided good naturedly by one of the other colleagues. Hello!!...She is like 23 already.
The list goes on..i shall not overwhelmed my readers with all of them tonight.
Seeing her face at work everyday is really revolting. Makes going to work such a chore.
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wah..its the 3rd consec. day i'm posting! trying to make it a habit to do so..
worked out for the first time in a month today. Hit the gym. Boy am i'm rejuvenated. Never underestimate the power of a good workout.hmm...must have been the revelation I experienced while clearing out my wardrobe.
Went to catch a movie in the evening with mummy and my bro. Its the latest Jack Neo flick. My advice: Do not watch it if you do not understand hokkien. Of the whole 1hr50mins of the show, 1hr48mins is in hokkien. Ok, mayb i'm exaggerating, but really...its predominantly in hokkien. Well, but kudoos to Jack for having a moral behind the show. Won't spoil it, go catch it if you are an avid donor to the Singapore Pools.
Back to monotony tmw. Work.
nothing to write abt it.
cleared my wardrobe of the mess piling up in it. Just couldn't stand all the clothes pouring out each time i open the door! haa...yah, its tt bad.
And while doing the cleaning out, a hard fact hit me.
I have outgrown clothes i bought merely a few yrs back. Its not bcos they have got out of style (who cares anyway since u can easily carry it off as being "retro"), but simply bcos i have become more MASSIVE!!!
The transformation is almost impossible to detect if not for this eventful activity.
Slowly and unknowingly, I started trying on size M and den L apparels...
I'm toying with the idea of supplements...but its not like i'm obese or anything actually..
I come to realised its just my surroundings. My close friends are all donning sized XS or S clothes.
Ok, bimbotic enuff of me to write so much abt my weight.
Seems like everytime i come in to blog, i always come with a heavy heart...
like a rice sack bursting at the seams, ready to pour it all out.
Somehow, i feel safe confiding in this digital diary, cos no one reads my blog!irony...
oh well,
just an update since its eons since i last posted.
Am working my ass of this hols, asked for it man...looking back, i wished i hadn't applied for the internship. I just want to lie down on the daybed with a good book and read tru the day wifout any worries or deadlines.
Seems so idealistic, almost impossible.
But in a way, think its God's plan for putting me in tt company...
My bdae is coming.
contrary to wat many might be thinking now...i'm not hinting for prezzies.
It's my 21st bdae...suppose to be a big thing according to peers.
But i guess i might just sleep in.
Having attended so many 21st bdae parties... I kindda feel its so superficial.
Friends are invited bcos you want presents from them. Relatives are on the guest list because you want big fat ang paos or ugly gold jewelry (which i strongly reccommend pawning them!ha...chances are you wont get around wearing the out dated gold coloured pieces) Some friends might be obligated to come ...and thus the present is the last minute "wat-eva" type. Much like an entrance tic to your gig. No tot into it.
I have no friends to invite to anyway.
Save the trouble of eating my bdae cake for a week of bfast bcos no one turned up when i ordered a big cake....
Save everyone from the brain wreaking torture of tinking wat to get for me.
Save the day so tt they can do more exciting things.
Yah, tmw is Singapore Idol audition.
Funny how tt can breed conflict too.
I shall comment no more.
Bear wif me for a while more bcos Master Blogger is gonna revamp my blog for me!
yah yah...must be tired of me saying tt and it never happening right...
oh well...shit happens.
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