Thursday, June 24, 2004 3:53 pm
Well here I am, shivering my ass & fingers off in this cute guy's (some Kevin Chan guy) cubicle. He graciously lent me his workstation as I need to connect to LAN which only his cubicle has cos this office here has wireless network. & this notebook is DAMN NICE to type on ah!!! Heehee... Thou I signed a bloody contract that binds me to it... Adecco didnt even bother to make me sign anything. So basically if I didnt show my beautifully-made-up face (@#$% I LOOK LIKE A MALAY MEH?!?!) on Monday, Felicia's screwed
Anyway, I had spent 33 hours data-entrying 1,412 Top 1000 & Top 500 companies' names, addresses & phone nos over these past 3.5 days. Jason was surprised that I completed the work in such short notice. (OF COURSE FAST LAH!!! Dont see I nua-nua-w-bimbotic-looks okie!!!) Now that I've finished clicking away, I have to get started on calling those in charge of purchasing stationary for every company PLUS check that the current details are correct AND key in those ppl's contact details. Haiz... 1,412 how to farking finish in 6 days??? Oh well... I have 6 more days to infuse my system w free mocha & cappucino. I think I better come up w a script tml morning so as to sound like a recorder. Looking forward to Union Camp. Initially wanted to get those cool olive green shades Style: is giving out *Psycho's colour is green* but 1)the thot of walking down Orchard w EVERYONE recognising them & knowing wat a cheapo I am turns me off, 2)they're fast running out leaving the ugly mocha brown ones, 3)I've better things to buy w my hard-earned money. Gonna going shopping on Saturday for that aromatherapic sunscreen & a pair of Havanas. Many thanks to Agnes for lending me the Heeren card =) Later. |
Sunday, June 20, 2004 11:14 pm
Boring day Thursday... Other than meeting Martin to restock my fast-diminishing reading list from AMK library, KTV-ing more Fishy songs & having my ezLink card checked TWICE on the bus to & fro SR gardens, nothing spectacular happened. (Oh yah, I'll be telemarketing for 3M next week) Fell in love w the Chit Szu *watever spelling*, Jack Daniels *or issit Jack Russells?* & Silky Terrier. & there's this adorable spastic-looking cock-eyed black pug. I wonder if he'll notice someone coming STRAIGHT at him, face-on.
Going to church this coming Saturday... From the looks of things, I'll prob be joining this cell group. More to come after Saturday. ==================================================================== Went to gym early Friday morning w Hamtaro who's tired of running on his wheel, met YiQi & Guowei *guys just LOVE the butterfly stretches eh?!*, accompanied Hamtaro to Yishun Swimming Complex where he proceeded to tan himself furless while I read a book *title not worth mentioning cos I hate the nan zhu jiao... he can go shove his penis in a blender for all I care*. Watched Battle Royale where we take perverse pleasure at seeing all the Princesses & Princes get slashed to death, FINALLY admitting their since-preschool-MAJOR-crushes on their oblivious & remorseful crushes aka killers. One major CF gone bloody wrong man... Or mayb I'm just tired... yeah... MAYB it's just one proclamation too many. Die kids, DIE!!! ==================================================================== Saturday morning: Sentosa day... The moment I touched down on Sentosa, I'm excited all over again. Endorphins racing crazily all thruout my system, finally released in wat I called my Scrunched-Up faced *yes let's do it altogether now Martin* Met up w Weiguang, Sharon *Mingjiao from NBPS*, Weisi, Kaixin, SiHan, YiQi *aka Qi-Ge muahaha*, Guowei, ZhanXiong, Gary, ZhanXiong's fren whose name I forgot & Dexter (the guy prob missed us so much he came all the way down even thou he was friggin' sick.... awww...). *hey dude!!! U ok already!?!?!* Volleyball, water monkey, Frisbee... the works. Oh yah, I think I see a possible Prince in the making in one of the guys that day *blush* Heehee... & no Dex, it's not ZhanXiong *apparently some grls in Chem thot he's hot. Hmmm... no thanks. I'll skip* Reluctantly left early for service. Mission speech. Ok I'm really too tired rite now to do the blog abt service any justice so I'll continue another day. ==================================================================== Tuition on this Sunday morning, praying to commemorate the 100th day since Ye Ye's death, shopping to find that ONE SKIRT to rule them all... & I FINALLY FOUND WHAT I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR... fetched Joanna's brother Felix from his 1 week trip to NZ *damn cool ah* w his family. His father missed him SOOO much hahaha!!! More on trips in the next blog. 3M tml at Upper Thomson Rd at 8.15am... haiz... worry worry worry. Jittery nerves all over the place... haiz... I pray that next week will be a smooth week for me. *pray* ==================================================================== Yawn...That's all folks. Goodnite everyone. Sweet Dreams of me, my Prince... muahaha CRAP... |
Saturday, June 12, 2004 11:49 pm
So tired... Pool games DAMN shiok *haha mainly cos cool water on scorching skin* Got slightly heated up when I almost got into a catfight w a grl. Grls w balloons tied to arms, on guys' shoulders need to burst the opponents' balloons: try to defend ur 2 balls & burst another's @ the same time lah. Bikini kana pulled, scratched AND stepped on someone accidentally *fark I'm SOOO violent... actual camp BETTER farking stay outta the action*, got tanner, more pimples blah blah blah...
Lost my snake pinkie ring. Fark. CHC for service. Another story for another day. Tml got tuition & I'm dead beat... Pui... =============================================================== |
Thursday, June 10, 2004 10:16 pm
As an English tutor, it's getting increasingly frustrating to pick up a storybook (Front Row by Lisa Armstrong *yes all former AMKSSians, I detect that slight lifting of eyebrows at the mere mention of THAT hairy Arts teacher w the unforgettable voice*) w a seemingly bimbotic (okok to put it nicely: whimsical. But who're we kidding ourselves really) take on the fashion world, read it & realise I'd come across abt 3 words per pg that I've either nvr come across or no clues as to what they meant. It seemed like all sense of comprehension for those miserable little lines had *wait wait, I mean HAS* completely eluded me for each farking word. Damn.
Seriously man. This is freaking me out, so much so that my nua-ing session @ Coffee Bean was a little tainted by that growing imaginary storm cloud over my PiBaBong hair. *Earl Grey is SOOO fragrant I was thinking if I can make a potpourri out of it hahaha. Kidding.* Would have scribbled & scrawled the words on a napkin but I had no pen. Fark. So that means I'm reading the storybook AGAIN from the beginning, this time w an empty envelope & pencil beside me. Initially wanted to take a photo of it for fun but my FujiFilm F410 is too far away. *God I sound like a pathological loser* I'm getting really long-winded here, aint I? Just delaying my packing my beach bag for tml. Then again I've been there so many times, I'd get it done in a jiffy. I think. Hmmm... Better get started. So I can drown my sorrows in a thick shocking-pink book until I fall asleep at probably 3am w another envelope & pencil beside my pillow. Later. |
2:58 pm
Just browsed thru Filee's self-deprecating entry on her blog. It happens grl. Dont sweat it.
Tml's the day of NUS Union Pre-Camp & I'm SOOO looking forward to it. Dont get me wrong, I am glad in some sense cos I'm gonna be there w a bunch of my CBLC frens. Haven seen them for a while. & Ange just got back from India. Missed her. Then again, the camp's NOT looking too good. Compared to last year, there's gonna be no aircon, possibly-dumber games, probably-even-worse programs & I'm think I'm gonna wake up every morning for all 5 days soaked in perspiration. Charmed. PLUS the freshie guys this yr are gonna be my age. SO ULTRA CHARMED. Like really... Guess the annual bunch of bikini babes & hunks are gonna bring on the posing & exposing of flesh, flesh & more flesh... While not exactly oozing sex appeal cos they'll be trying so hard to NOT look like they're trying too hard to appear gorgeous. Wait, issnt there an article abt NUS students seeming sex-starved? I rest my case. OH, have I bitched abt how LONG the Fellowship took to move their cloaked asses from one place to another? No? Let's see now... I think it's abt 2 farking hours, yes excluding delay time cos of eating/fighting/talking/blah blah blah... It's times like these that u think repeatedly to yourself why the fark haven they had the sense to use animals to transport them VIA AIR or invent the gawd-damned airplane. I mean, Gandalf managed to summon that eagle. Y not for the rest of them? THEN they'll move from Rivendall to Isengard & Barad Dur WITHOUT wasting time fighting any ugly Orcs, trolls or Uruk Haiz & Frodo wont get his pretty little face scratched. EVERYTHING done in ONE farking day. Jackson, u can do better than that. BET u didnt realise it, did u eh?!?! I was so tired of bitching to Martin that I eventually laid on the sofa, getting cross-eyed & sleepy. & I'd nvr watched a movie that way. Ever. *many thanks to Martin who was at hand to help me w the names & trivial bits of info for this blog* "I'm Sauron, the Creator of that one ring. That One Ring... TO SCREW THEM ALL!!!" Fark yourself u dumb handless moron... aw shit, I forgot u've NO HANDS!!! Tired. Go take a nap 1st... Later. |
Wednesday, June 09, 2004 11:46 pm
Caught The Day After Tomorrow w Jiaming @ PS yesterday after pool. Was blown away by the special effects, so much so that I kept glancing at the clear weather outside. We REALLY shdnt take perfect, sunny & calm weather for granted man. Hell, we shdnt take ANYTHING for granted, period. To see NYC covered by over 30 or so feet of water in seconds & ppl freezing instantaneously in -150 degrees Celsius weather is no joke. Left the theatre feeling a little unsettled. & yes Filee, Jake Gyllenhaal is totally savourable material for the average hunk-starved-S'porean grl... in THIS movie, that is.
Somehow I'm still quite stuck w his image in The Bubble Boy *some VCD my aunt bought... groan* where he played this teenager w no immunities in a plastic bubble germ-free suit. Seeing a cute guy, w permanently bad hair, IN arrestingly corny printed panties *calling them boxers will be an insult to all the boxer-wearers ard* does alot of S E R I O U S damage to watever's left of his appeal. Wonder if Dunst finds THAT endearing... *bleh*) Click on "view clips" to check out the preview. |
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Sunday, June 06, 2004 5:21 pm
Me again. *then again, who the farking else?* Bored, so I was rehashing early this morning's gossip session between another NUS Arts *Sci have HARDLY any... gawd* bitch buddy, Pandi, & me. Asking me wassup in *Fling Paradise* & poured my most recent hiccups to him... abt my apparent image to some guy frens. Like fark, if they're strangers they're not even impt enuff to be mentioned here but... Anyway, his answer was to tell me to wear a tudung... Thanks, Pandi, THANKS...
![]() Ange's TuDung Dog MUAHAHAH!!!! . . . Then I reached this line I didnt remember seeing: "Eh it's fun to be u ah? Damn it." SO, to prove him wrong, look below: ![]() You are like majority of the people in today's society. You probably like the latest trends, but not because they are considered cool; just because you like them. Continue being you, people like you for it. A Deeper Look Inside Yourself (with pics) brought to you by Quizilla For all I know, this merely said I'm boring with a capital B. Normal? Nah, I still think boring. Then again, stupid quiz. I believe u, Pandi. Vanakkam P.S: Pandi = Pig in Tamil P.P.S: HE name himself this in msn, dont ask me why. |