No conversation, No saliva.

Annoyance of the day:

You know how Singaporeans love to stare at people like its a free show or something. Here's a scenario: I'm standing in the mrt, and this Nyonya of a woman is staring at me down up. The dirty teenager next to her does the same. "Okay, weird", I thought. "Oh god! My zipper must be undone!" So i proceeded to check it out. And bam! Now 4 people are staring at me cos i just touched my crotch area. See how annoying that is!! Stop staring people! Look down at your own zipper dammit.

Christmas songs! Where should i begin? Okay how bout no more please! Its everywhere, they've changed the normal elevator music to Christmas carols.. Uggh its ringing in my ears. I'm sick of seeing the trees everywhere. Like if i have to see one more, i'll punch somebody. This is called "Jolly Overdose". Yeah i ain't jolly no more and its not even December yet.

I just realised how friends' opinions and comments can lapse one's judgement. Seriously, i guess i care too much about what others think. I am made of what others expect of me. That is sad. From now on, i have much self-control to do. I must determine,is this decision mine? Or is it to please others?

Check out this postcard found in Japan. I think its effin hilarious.


"His thing must've been pretty bi....memorable."

Don't you "Don't ya think?" Me!

All right.

If only we could turn back time. This is obviously the most wanted wish to come true. Well maybe it comes after money. But for me would be time. And of course while having the memory of now. I'll do it over. I'll know what to say, what to do in which situation, avoid all the hassle. But life is not structured that way. You have to go through everything to get to where you are now. Down to the smallest detail. If i didn't drop that thing, i wouldn't have seen you. If i didn't walk that way, i wouldn't have found you.

But the memories are killing me. Why is it that i can't seem to let go? Every little detail of my life, every word spoken to me, its etched into my memory, stitch by stitch. How do you let go so easily? Do tell.


Vincent Van Gogh-
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.

"The locker that ran away but tripped on a small stone"

The hurt locker - is a fab fantastic movie. Such emotion, such reality. Makes you appreciate what you have here. Life is not a bed of roses for everybody. Quit whining and start living. The acting was top-class. Heart-wrenching and moving. A little like "The Kingdom". But i think its better.

I know what i want to buy! Wee! I'm giddy thinking about it. Though i'm gonna be totally poverty stricken after that. But its worth every last freaking cent.

-When we lose the right to be different, we lose the privilege to be free
..Charles Evans Hughes..

So he said "you're different." And i wonder to how many people has he said that to.

Ants on Fire

Ants ants! They were all over me! Sat at the wrong place.
Note to self: Avoid sitting near bushes or anything with plantation.
They really bite. It hurts. But i find that its kind of a stupid move for them to bite me. That way, i know where they are and i'm "forced" to kill them. If i were an ant, i would just quietly slip away....to safety..

Moving on. Is the world getting crazier? Or has it been this crazy, but i just haven't noticed? Seriously, everyone's like complaining... about everything! Hey! If you lost something and i'm trying to help,and its not found, don't you dare throw a bitch fit! I am not the idiotic one who lost your freaking thing in the first place. ..."Oh i hate it here! i'm never coming back". Fine! Don't! Good riddance. Why must it be this way? If everyone is polite to each other, everything will go soooo smoothly. But instead, its yell this yell that. Geez.. Seriously, what kind of fuckery is this?

Just wanted to get that off my chest.

Goodness, when i was on the way back, there was a white cloth stuck on top of a tree. And it was like...just hanging there. Almost gave me a heart attack. But it was just a cloth. Yup. hokay...

All's Swell.


P.S-- Parents Schmarent!

Who's to Blame

Why is life so hard?
I know this is all a test.
But is it fair? An attempt to protest.
A broken nail? Broke up with boyfriend? Failed exams?
That may be the end of the world for them.
What about Hunger? Abandonment? Death?
Its selfish. Its self-absorbed. A dwindled path.
Problems are equivalent to individual strength.
Is it just? To which length?
"Maybe i don't want to be so strong"
That you might say.
Its a game of hold.
Oh who's so bold?
A twisted reality. Dare you turn away.
But we have no voice.
Its the Almighty's choice.

Hooondredth Poohsst

Damn i gained weight! I've got flabs. Yes, flabs. Gosh. Gotta lay off those cheeseburgers. Maybe its because i've been a lazy ass since i've started working here. I ain't got no time to get my ass moving. I used to jog. But now its kinda hard with the timing and all. I need a plan!

Today i watched "Cloudy, with a chance of meatballs". It was a good movie. I have had dreams about huge food, and like chocolate rivers and i'm like swimming in them. Ahhhh..Those were good dreams. Some of the jokes are more understood by adults, but kids get the action-comedy part. Ohh and i watched it in 3D. With the glasses! It was awesome. Had great company. Ate great food. It was a nice day.



So this is actually my 100th post. Kinda took too long to reach here. Since i joined in 2005. Oh well..

White

Ate Mushroom Swiss double today. Woah! Love it. Met Fadzilah too.. Tried to take pictures but unfortunately my phone camera's flash is too bright! And our face was white --mine was white round face with black hair, fadzilah-- white face white tudung. Hilarious. I'm not much of a technical person and i cant figure out how to adjust the flash strength. If that's even possible.

I don't really like weekends. Cos "family day" doesn't really apply to my family. And too many people outside. Overpopulation. Too many people breathing. Theres not much air left. Herkkk






..Later