Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Chris told me in class yesterday that genuine Louis Vuitton goods cannot be burnt by fire. Well, just a bit of smarts that I'd like to share with the world. :P

I digress. This whole week has been a total bitch of epic proportions, what with a mad rush of filming, editing, fanatical typing of pages-long essays, not to mention screwing yr brains out for a few decent powerpoint presentations. Tensions were definitely running high and with idiotic deadweights as groupmates, you know matters were not going to turn for the better any time soon.
I vow to endeavor to be more objective and harsh when it comes to choosing ppl to work with instead of worrying of friendships. It sure does not do any good to take all the hsit upon yr own shoulders when its a GROUP effort.

All I can hope for (earnestly and sincerely) is that we've all done a fair effort this far and that we're at least get the grades we DAMN right deserve. Argh. Tomolo's the deadline for Advertising project, and I'm thankfully half way thru. I have decided tht I like lecturer for said project as he is nice to throw us a curve ball this time round. Plus, his surname is Parasivanm (nicknamed Para) is even the name of an arcade game I play! Fate!

Ok. Hey I have a right to be *slightly* loopy after all I've been thru sia. LOL.

Yesterday was a lil deja-vu. Apparently, of reasons unknown, a *standoff* was unofficially issued in class. I dun think I need to sugarcoat it for the sake of fellow classmates that tune into this blog, but for politeness sake, I wont mention names. Personally, I think most of us, if not all, were behaving in very immature ways. Clustering into cliques, whispering conspiratively...geesh. Its pretty dumb to bad-mouth others and bitch about others behind their backs, and then go all innocuous in front of them.

I mean, dun be such a wimp. Hiding after all the shit you'v tried to spread about, isn't tht jus sooo last season? Kinda exasperated with this sorta crap, so I din bother ranting much, tho I couldnt say the same for my kakis-in-bitchin. Its just a whole vicious cycle.

But then again, looking it in a different light, perhaps it ain't that bad. Its times like these you get the chance to clearly distinguish between your true frens and frens tht jus hang around you for the superficial sake. And to those who truly stick by us, thanks. :)

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Ooooooowww.

My leg is covered with bluish-black *oh-bah-kaks* from one too many skidding across icy floors. I think its karma for skipping Advertsing and JNB. :P

Went ice-skating today, with the boyfren, Carl and pretty Keren. Had tons of fun, especially watching our guys *TRY* to skate on the pooling ice. Fuji Ice Palace, sadly the ONLY skating rink in our lovely small island, was not big enough to satisfy me. Not to mention that the fee was pretty exorbitant and the fact tht there was just too many ppl crammed there to truly enjoy. And on man, the music selection was horrible... i mean come on. WHO THE HELL LISTENS TO JACKY CHEUNG while skating? Besides the average aunties and tai-tais that is.

But! Seeing how the boyfren kept falling flat on his face while attempting to outskate me, and Carl trying his very best to keep his balance for dear life whilst Keren looking on serenely was more than enough to make up for it. ^^ There were even a few "Winter Sonata" moments thrown in I think.. (not that I like the show. It's kinda long-winded.)

Ah well, verbal diahorrhea ends here. Till the next!

Who needs love?

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Its been eons since I've waited for this to come. Though sadly I know I'm a tad to late to put up my WIsh List for *ahem* Santa-poo.

Ahwell.

And now that its finally here, jus wanna bid u all A Merry Christmas and the Bestest Tidings and Joy to all my loves. Rock on and Peace out!

You guys have fun now.. ;)

Who needs love?

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Distant relatives chattering incoherently with family outside room.

Brain cells dying from lack of recuperation, sex, stress, and the abstinance from shopping retailers.

Nose is screwed like two hippos shoved up my nostrils and eyeballs seem like they wanna try bungee-jumping.

Bitched by former close fren a few moments earlier of incredulous reasons undisclosed.

Yup, greaaattt day we're having.

Oh, and by the way; a Happiest 18th Birthday to our friendly resident stoner, Jeremy!

Cheers...literally. ;)

Who needs love?

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Its only beginning of the week and already I'm shagged beyond all human comprehension.

In just two days, I've rushed thru my PR project (3 papers and a Powerpoint), My TVRP proposal and still havent finished my Journalism stuff! What is with lecturers and unbelievably lengthy essays?! And to think they always say that Quality lords over Quantity, bloody bullshit. Today was just utter mayhem and pandemonium here in the local hell-hole. (read: freezing lecture room)
And then my throat has to go and feel like it jus got lacerated over and over again by a D&T file from yelling. Its really times like these that you seriously take homicide into consideration when you have Hulk-Hogan-dead-weights for your team.

It just sucks the bejesus outta ya, but wateva. Negative vibes, away I say.

Wat makes the whole scenario more fuck-worthy is tht you have a mother who is stressed and just loves to target you for the brunt of all her crap. Its jus a whole lot of crap for her to just ostracize me in my own family. I hate to say this, but I'm starting to find it harder and harder to believe that this was the very same woman that carried me for 9 months and gave birth to me.

And everyday I really wish I dun have to go home, always dreading the next biting comment or screaming insult. They say dun air your dirty laundry out in public (will someone TRY to get tht into Xiaxue's head?) but I guess bad-mouthing your own off-spring infront of relatives is her new past-time.

Apparently, I'm now deemed as a unfillial, money-sucking good-for-nothing, bumming about at home with nothing better to do, and cannot even afford to lift a finger to help her poor mother with stuff. Its only a matter of time tht the next aunt/uncle comes up to preach about something they haven't even bothered to heard both sides of the story.

But watever lah. Life's a biatch and then u go drown your sorrows in diet-pepsi.

Hey, at least u won't suffer the calories for it.

Who needs love?

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Listening: Going under by Evanescence

Hospital visits at its best. The medicinal smells, sounds of beeping machines and alarm sirens and the occasional doctor/nurse scurrying back and forth. I went to visit my maternal grandma who had just been admitted into Tan Tock Seng a day earlier due to a growth in her colon. She had just undergone a surgery this morning.

My strong, resilient Grandma who was funky enough to wear bright purple nail polish, adventurous to learn a new language at her age, makes the BEST (I dare you to challenge me) chilli belachan and other dishes, and gives me all the love and support in the world. To see her lying on the hospital bed,swaddled in white cotton robes, looking so vulnerable and weak just broke my heart.
I looked away before any of my relatives noticed I teared up.

I guess it just things like this tht make u really think about life, and put a lot more stuff into perspective. Suddenly, going on dates and saving up for tht Denise Lassler bag you've been eyeing doesn't seem tht important after all.

Coincidentally, another two close dearies both have engagements with medical institutions currently, as do I. Sigh. Well, I guess the best tht we can do know is hang tight and pray for their fast and complete convalensce.

"Sweet raptured light, it ends here tonight." - My Last Breath, Evanescense

Who needs love?

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Bleh. I feel like scraping my eyeballs out with a garden shovel.
My temporary contact lenses are being THE ultimate bitch, and its a wonder tht they haven't popped out of its sockets yet like some Happy Tree Frens episode.

Yet, I persist. My sloth and obstinance is really getting the better of me from day to day...

Who needs love?

Sunday, December 11, 2005

What is with incessant, fucking irritating tunes like 'Mice loves Rice' and the Chicken Little Athem?! Argh... I think I can even hear it in my sleep. But enough all the bullshit and more of what happened the last few days.

Originally, a grandeur all-nighter, but then our core members couldn't make it and so it was Cheeky Monkeys on Fri with Mena, Chris and my boyfriend. Where booze and 'grandad-inspired' dance moves reigned supreme. Everywhere I looked, I saw a sarongpartygirl-wannabe, suck ass bar-top dancing and stonnnnned out girls throwing up on an already grubby floor.
It was very much worlds apart from the Club Momo that we went for Halloween, but we still had fun. A minor crisis arose, but was quickly settled, thanks to a vital can of lemonade. (amazing how sour stuff can help in sobering up.)

Kinda chilled out the rest of the night, gazing at the beautiful, ethereal lights at Clarke Quay. Warm arms and a 'economic' bottle of Green-apple Vodka, with great frens and naughty conversations. Damn, I swear we even got to see a G.A.Y couple making out!!!

*Ahem...*
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And just a few mere hours later, I dragged myself up for the AnimeExpo at Tanah Merah! Lately it seems tht 24hrs are simply not enough, but ah well.
The cosplayers ranged from the amateurish ones, where u can see how a half-hearted effort went into the costume (there was a Misao costume tht looked kinda shabby); and then there were the really elaborate and intricate ones by pros. There was also this one particular Blood Trinity Royal gown tht seemed like it was weighed down by the yards of its sequins and french lace.

But all in all, I had a good time. Tho the entrance fee was daylight robbery ($12??!)and I blew off 20 bucks on stuff. Pretty nice for my first experience at a Cosplay convention. ^^
Can't wait for next year, where I shall hopefully be a part of the experience. I know making your own outfit is definitely gonna be a bitch, but ah well. At least I can openly be the photowhore tht I am. :P

Rented a few mangas to tide me thru the next few days. Laters.
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Who needs love?

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Listening to: Trouble by Pink

'Trouble is as trouble does.'

lol. Today was definitely not without its fair share of it, but I'm pleased to say tht it was settled pretty much with the right amount of love, care and support. Our idea of interviewing Daphne Khoo has been scrapped, but in its place a gorgeous 'brain-child' has been conceived!! Besides that, I stopped acting like a total irate BITCH after the first half of the day.
I think I was just being an effing tempermental jackass, and lets face it: asking me to play cold war for a whole day is like asking Ghandi to promote terrorism.

hehe. *sheepish*

I can't wait for Friday to come! Whilst everyone is preparing to party hard at Zoukout 2005, we have decided to take a more relaxed alternative, at ChinaBlack, safe from the glistening and humid human tsunami and sandy beaches. Given it may not be as happening as Zoukout, but its a hell lot more comfy (at least I reckon so.) The only thing now is how the hell are we gonna smuggle a certain underaged someone...

Who needs love?

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Listening to: Do Something by Britney Spears

Was actually planning to write about the happy, blissful day spent at a dearest's aunt's house, but I have absolutely no mood nor desire to do so anymore. The last two days have the pissest days of the whole 'exciting' year, but I'm reluctant to speak about it.

Please ignore my absence of maturity and level-headedness in dealing with matters, that is ever so required in my 18 years of wisdom. *flips finger skywards*

As you may see, today ain't all merry and joyous for me either. I trudge home with a plastic bag in hand (read: cup-noodles) and only misery for company. Reached home to see the dark face of female parental unit, barking how I did not do my chores.
It doesn't seem to occur to her that her other offspring was free the last few days, doing just about nothing at home. Talk about unfairness. Talk about injustice. Honestly, I feel like screaming in her face and tearing the fucking roof off my house but its a bad idea cos I live in a HDB.

I'm not even gonna moan, groan and complain about it. In fact, mum's the word. (and on both counts, if you catch my drift). So yeah.

Humbug, world. @#$%^ humbug indeed.

Who needs love?

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Listening to: Love at First Sight by Kylie Minogue

Nowadays, it seems tht 24 hours is simply not enough. How exactly does one cram eating, sleeping, bitching, Tv and christmas shopping in a whole day is simply outta this world. It was totally hilarious how my dear, dear babes tried to 'educate' me about stuff regarding the birds and the bees; and perhaps even more when we realised to our horror, our lecturer was sitting right next to us the whole time!!!! *jaw drops* lol, I digress.
Few minutes ago, I received news that the clubbing night might be called off, cos I dun wanna go party without my bestie. Totally bummed out as of now, but am thinking of ways to salvage the whole affair. Argh, why when a part of yr life starts taking off, another part of it falls spectacularly into pieces?

What worries me more, is the reason thats depressing her to the extent of her not being able to go for one of her fave activities. Well, if you're reading this, I hope you'll be able to take it easy and tell me about it soon k, love?

Too shagged to focus anymore, must regenerate for tomolo's.......

Who needs love?