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{ Monday, July 13, 2009 }

A nightmare

I never had a nightmare so fucking scary.

I remember I plugged my hair straightener somewhere outdoors and took a bus to Sengkang from Tampines. Bus 80. (In real life it's bus 81 to Serangoon but ok moving on.)

It started with one room in my house. Was it the toilet? Some entity kept flicking the lights on/off, and my mother, my brother, my sister and me were freaked out. I was the most. And then we had to find a solution...

Once we solved it, God knows how, the other rooms one by one had their lights flickered after we 'solved' a room successfully.

I vaguely remembered me reciting some sort of prayer out of desperation, but hell it didn't work, so screw that. Then one of the solutions was to attach a leaf to a blanket? And another is to eat rice with chicken, beef and pork. The rice was quite nice though. Haha. Dunno why.

Contacted my dad through phone but it was all futile.

We suddenly went down to the condo 1st floor, I remember a swimming pool. A bunch of atas, mid-20's strangers ate a candy[?] broomstick with me.

I came back home to see my sister, my brother and my mother do some 'possessed' actions, like pointing to a message on my room's floor. One by one. Their eyes were void but they were still aware of their actions. Furthermore, they genuinely looked fearful. The messages ... I don't know what they said. They were like newspaper cutouts.

The strange happenings are getting out of hand. Very poltergeisty. It's spreading throughout the country.

Thus we all stocked up on 'grenades'... like a bottle and 2 cans. To throw at whatever is causing these strange occurrences. AROUND SINGAPORE YEAH.

I went to Sweettalk to buy some Ta Tiger shake or something. And inside there's WOOD SHAVINGS, the Sweettalk xiao-jie was happily, at a lack of better words, shaving off wood.

Then I went to plug out my hair straightener nearby because... well, it's nearby.

So I was there, wanting to go out there to Singapore, wanted to throw my canned grenades like a prepared commando but somehow I found out by word-of-mouth that the grenades were useless. Apparently there was already an army of normal regular citizens, that was like giving me this look 'don't-even-bother---it-doesn't-work'.

Cue City Hall MRT Station. Two guys and me blocked off a door (why?), but I was laying very low raising my foot, and it hits some girl's breast.

THEN I FOUND OUT THE ANTAGONIST OF MY DREAM: Maman. He stood menacingly in the middle of the ulu station and giving me the stare of a lifetime. Not scary, just... bizarre.

Wtf?

I also felt helpless thinking he was sleeping with my mum. Urm yucks.

Woke up.

Wow, blogging this is so therapeutic, I feel better now. Though I'm still sick.

In other words, I love Sijie, Jane's birthday and my buttered friends.

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{ Monday, July 6, 2009 }

Classy

Yesterday, a lecturer was so nice to me. You know why? Because she made fun of me in front of a whole LT + lecturers. Oh so very funny, you should be a comedienne.

Fine. So I screwed up the dimensions for a namecard a bit. Is it my fault that I'm so misinformed about corporate collaterals? You simply went ahead and freaking embarrassed me by telling your whole audience that "this person" made it into a size of a fucking "postcard."

I fucking bawled my eyes out on that one. No, I really did. I took tissues out of my bag to scrupulously wipe my tears before clogging my nostrils with it.

..

Ok, fine, I get it, I'm stupid.

Ya. I'M STUPID.

Is that what you want to hear from me?

Is that how you wanna motivate me? With reverse psychology? Pui. It isn't working.

Enough please. I always thought as an adult, people like these could handle things in a professional manner, especially not talking about me in a derogatory manner in front of my own face.

Postcard. Ya. Harhar. Very funny. I was laughing in stitches on the LT floor.

*rolls eyes*

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{ Monday, June 29, 2009 }

Another jealous post.

I dislike intensely all JC kids who are good-looking. Like him. So good looking. Even dare to walk in City Hall with only the top button of his shirt BUTTONED... in broad daylight some more lei. Of course I understand, exhibitionists who are HOT can pull off these stunts.

Disclaimer: He is just an example. I dislike these people because I AM SO JEALOUS. Nothing against him at all.

Just that why must God make these SAJC people SO effin' HOT where they probably succeed in life and some one like me - does not. Even in the AJ community they STILL succeed because they are so attractive.

Wouldn't it feel like an honour if you were to be fucked by him? YES. It would.

Aiyah dunno la, the life I live in... is sad.

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{ Sunday, June 28, 2009 }

I am not over you.

I am jealous you are with her. I cannot deny this is the most jealous I've ever felt, it's horrible. I am not one to feel this way, but when I look at this picture, it's the only thing I feel.

I can only close my eyes and think about the good times I never had.

I don't think I'm over you because I can feel a strange feeling in my heart that I've never felt with anyone. Just thinking of you brings back 2 years worth of my wasted, unrequited devotions. Haha. What?

It's a horrible sinking feeling if I'm being completely honest. But I'm glad you're happy because I shall just put my Foot of Selflessness forward and be happy for you too.

=)

I am not gay.

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No Zirca

No Zirca tonight. Save money. By that I mean travel.

I miss Standley. He's all I ever think about these days.
*sings Lindsey Cardinale [You're all I think about these days...]*

My life is sucking without him. Boohoo.

Meanwhile...
I don't want to sound like Xiaxue's stalker... but hehe. My colleagues and I always go MAD when we see her. Plus the fact that now the kitchen plays NOBODY by the Wonduhgirrrs, so I can just boogie in the kitchen... if they chefs don't mind. They usually do. I do requests though. =)

Will I grow fat?

At 5 + I ate THREE PIECE(s) chicken from KFC, small whipped potato, cheese fries, and ice lemon tea.
THEN! Not full! Wtf? Ate buttered toast with sugar from Ya Kun.

Not enough?

At home there was Nasi Pattaya waiting for me. It's all down my tummy.

And since Monday is my off day, I might just wanna learn the Irony dance. I could try.

NOBODY official English version. Kanasai I hate it. But I hope it will grow on me.

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{ Saturday, June 27, 2009 }

2 NRs

Friday I took NR. Abby~~~~! All you Anglican High people are so silly lol. Making me feel self-conscious when I'm dancing, no no. See me blonde. Ya. So. It was fun. Definitely.

Slept from 4 AM+ - 6 PM... I ain't a pig, it's just sleep debt from stressing too much these days. Damn school.

And Saturday also. Fun also. But I was starving myself. So I ate $3.50 Mee Pok, which is pork, and sigh, everything also leads to H1N1, yerr.

Dominic should drink less.

Smoking is bad for everyone's health. Please cut down.

I love to dance my weekends away, especially with Nobody.

And I forgot that my real purpose to blog is to tell everyone:

I AM IMMUNE TO BLUE SPIN.

[Blue Spin is like Tantric's infamous drink that people say is so "DAMN STRONG."]

Therefore, I am immune to getting high via alcohol. ~~Marijuana anyone?~~ Sigh. Forget it. Let's just lead a clean lifestyle...
till later! ZIRCA WOOWOO.

I should save money, stop drinking, and just spend my money on food yo. ;) ;) My body has lost lots of mass... well, a considerable amount, so I think it's best if I continue eating at least 2 meals a day. Most days I only live on 1 meal so... ya. Gotta get my energy from somewhere... you know what I'm sayin'?

Hahaha. These resolutions are so irritating. Fuck resolutions. Hehe. I don't resolute anything. Sorry what?

RESOLUTE?

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{ Thursday, June 25, 2009 }

Grammar check plz.

I cannot read Fauzi Rassull's blog any longer [for 6 more months at least.] The grammar errors are giving me an eyesore. Nothing against him though. I read from top to bottom and I was like, "GOSH, MAKE IT STOP!" Haha. Imagine English compo, the person who marks his paper, circles every end of the word with an extra 's' behind.

Today I woke up early to go to the Cantonment place. It was a long-long-loooong interview... ended at 2ish then went to Tiong Bahru with KY to eat KFC. Which is what I have a fetish for. Yum. Zinger.

*places Zinger in front of my outstretched legs* Call me Sheena Sakai, yo bitches.

Not sure if I should put any info about it here... but I left the building, smiling to myself. Strange, non?

I love my blonde hair teehee. I feel like Paris Hilton with the nice tanned skin (I'm fair to a certain extent) .. and my sexy mane. I feel like a temptress, or a tramp, hahaha, I feel so damn individualistic. I feel so many things that, you know....... this is all very shallow, speaking from an ultimatum POV.

So I went to Watsons to impulsive buy Sunsilk's damage treatment range except shampoo, because I still have plenty of Herbal Essences going around~

Got ROASTED in my bus 851 because I sat on the left side where the sun shines. Strangely I didn't sweat a cubic centimetre of sweat today. Humidity is low and I'm lovin' it.

Borrowed a stupid Mandarin pocket book, so useless now that I have it. Nothing to digest. The Italian book I borrowed is better though, I could spruce up my command of Italian. Nothing better to do is it? ;)

Then bought a white belt. Urgh the engraving (of where I bought the shitbelt) is so obvious. It's ok luh, I broke my previous one. Stupid shit ass quality belt. Even though I bought the 2nd belt at the same damn place as the 1st.

What's the topic about?

Ok remind me. Shoes, socks, bag to be bought. Interview tomorrow. Wake up at 10 AM. =) Not that I'm getting much sleep in the first place. Will catch up on lost sleep on Friday then.

I never used to blog like this. I guess my life has become very happening.

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