You've GOT to.
Snaps

Right through.
Snaps

Complete.
Moved out my bed, cleared out more stuff, and painting the walls today.
The new bed's coming in on Wednesday.
Til then...

I'm revamping my room!
My Dad insisted on a new bed *rolls eyes* and I've decided to paint my room purple... :D
With preddieee preddiieee wallpaper patterns, drappy fabrics and a feature lamp..likely something exotic or vintage looking.

I spent the entire Sunday clearing out my room..and only got 10% done. It was then that it hit me - I've been living in this house for 8 years already! It sure didn't feel so, at times it still feels so new. All the junk I keep, most of which I don't know what for. Painful as it might seem, I had to rid some photos of friends and some jewellary that my Dad bought for me on his trips overseas. No point keeping them, what's more important is what's in the present anyway.

I found a dead....thingamajig in my magazine box which I don't remember seeing when I was ensembling it several years ago. It could have been a moth that got furry...although it had this little tail thingy which I swear looks like it belongs to a little birdie...which couldn't have been the case cuz I don't recall reading anywhere that birds read. Neither do moths.

There's also a dead cockroach that I'm keeping under my bed.
(why issit called a 'cock-roach'? Or did I just spell it wrongly?)
I noticed it a couple of months ago but never bothered it. I'm waiting to see what becomes of it..do they have skeletons? Do they turn furry like the moth-bird? Would my maid clear it?
How come they don't teach such things in secondary school??

There's a dying bamboo branch that I'm keeping too... I'm curious to see what it'll look like. Pardon my curiousity with death.. It's kindda like when you happen to walk past a roadkill, you bend over and try to make out what belongs where...and how it got hit. And how the insides flew out. And how many run-overs it took to get it real flat. It amazes me how even a bird's beak can flatten! And how some eateries sell fish (and chips) that look like road kill... don't these people have a conscience?!

I think that's enough to ponder for a night.. such life-churning questions! Time to go eat Durian! (after a whole day of fighting my food urges and swimming!)
2.5 weeks left to Ain's bash...gota loose weight gota loose weight!

I just found out the name of neighbour's really beautiful persian cat.....is Haha.

Sucker.
Exposed!
It kind of makes you wonder...what else in the government, country, world, is not transparent?

Good and Evil are still 2 sides of the same coin. And we as human beings, are jackpots.
You get what you ask for.

The rebel in me rejoices.
Rejoicing the cause to fight for.

She stole my arm floats!!??!*#!@!
Snaps

Is that a baffling question or WHAT?!

I feel obliged to blog.





I feel so inadequate..I don't have enuf pictures to show! And I don't have photoshop on this comp!! I can't make collages and all that cool shite!

Erm, maybe I'll blog about Live Your Mark!.
Mr. Kelvin Lim made his appearance again. I swear watching him work is a piece of art. A Masterpiece. Hey, they don't call you a master coach for nothing man. He did his magic again, and I'm sorry if i'm sitting there with my jaw hanging open. People pay thousands to work with him...I, just wash his dishes for him. After he whips up a tornado in the kitchen. I swear everything that guy touches comes alive. Chicken becomes succulent, mushrooms become orgasmic, eggs become interesting, muffins start walking...oh wait. those are ants.

Nad and I met for lunch, and I'm now not a Phin's virgin. Don't eat the chicken sandwich. There's more bread than anything. (Too bad I don't have a photo to show for it) So Nad dropped the bomb..and asked, 'Of all the guys we know, who are the 10 whom wld leave u smitten?'

I. Couldn't. Answer.

I got stuck at 2.
TWO.
We moved on to other topics.

At this point, I'm feeling inadequate again becuz I think my blog is lacking some things...maybe too many words?? I duno, wadya think? Enough pictures?

And I wanna put music too. Damn! I'm now inadequate and uncool. Fuck! Look, I'm even overeacting! Could I get anymore uncool?!?

Oh. And I cut my hair.
I call it, the 'mini-chicken'.
Its a grown up, more matured credible looking version of the chicken-do. Yes. Every girl has to grow up someday to evolve into a beautiful young lady. That young lady, however, has nothing what-so-ever to do with this blog and does not appear in any of the photos here.

Peace.

Chip off the ol'block.
Snaps

Making Dad hip.
Snaps

It speaks for itself.
Snaps

...okay no, there arn't any chirpy birds or barky dogs in bed. They were outside my window...no no dogs wern't OUTSIDE my window, they were outside of my room, downstairs, barking. No not at the chirpy birds - do dogs even know what birds are? How would they know they're looking at a bird? Can they tell that each bird is different from the other? Or do they think they're all the same? Would they even know that the sparrow is a baby minah? Would they even know if 'minah' is spelt correctly?

So here's how the story goes:

Walked into the office: Had fun.
Reading my book: Had fun.
Watched Kelvin mess with my msn: Had fun.
Had lunch with Kelvin and Chris: Had fun.
Watched a Korean Boy convince us to donate: Had fun.
Watched Kelvin's reaction when he found out who it was by: Had fun.
Impact 3 people's lives: Had fun.
Share some secrets and tease each other: Had fun.
Cleared with Ain: Had fun.
Met the girls in town: Had fun.
Chilled at Siglap after: Had fun.
Toy with a satay vendor: Had fun.
Wait under the block: Had fun.
Screeched to Zouk in: Had fun.
Get conned by the carpark attendent: Had fun.
Waltz past drunkards and bouncers: Had fun.
Stare blankly into space while phuture played crap music: Had fun.
Phuture stopped playing crap music!: Had fun.
Boogied with the girls (including P): Had fun.
Supper with the girls (including P): Had fun.
Supper with the girls, P and mr. Personality: Not so fun. (Would someone just tape his gap?!)
Taping his gap: Would be fun.
Zapping to Bukit Batok: Had fun.
Zapping back to the East: Had fun.
Waiting for 45 mins outside my muthafucking house @ 6am while trying to hold an entire night's worth of pee (and I don't mean the person): Had fun.
Plotting with Ain on sms: Had fun.
Falling into bed with birds chirping and dogs barking with a fulfilled smile on my face: Bliss.

Most humans lead such uneventful lives that they usually have to record the eventful ones down.

How original is that?!
I get a kick out of being un-original.
Does that make me different?

Today was eventful. More so than others. Which justifies its appearance here.

www.liveyourmark.com !!!!!!!!!!!

A humamebia. (Pronounced HUm-A-MEBAh)
Refers to a human who lives a small petty life filled with microscopic issues.
Examples: 1. "Sally is such a humamebia. All she does everytime I meet her is complain about her complexion!" 2. "Oh stop whining you humamebia and just pass the darn chilli suace over!" 3. "All of us are entitled to great lives...some make the most of it and shift the world to fit their aspirations and dreams. The others just talk alot, do nothing, and end up as living humamebias."

My new fascinations with DriveThrus.

Imagine....

You wake up one bright shiny morning, open your glide-through wardrobe (at this point you must be thinking, 'hey wait a min, I haven't washed up yet!' and I'm gona say, 'Hold your horses! We haven't come to that part yet!') which operates with you standing on a little platform that guides you through you closet, pik your best clothes and jump into your car.

Yes. Your car. That's all you need to go through your entire day!
Curious, read on my dear reader (which really actually consists of the same letters if you've realized?!)

So you head towards your garage, which, is located in the backyard. Here's why:

You start the engine, and very much like the carwashes nowadays, sit back and let the track take you through you house.
First station, wash up. Here's where you lean back with your head tilted upwards, grin as wide as you can, and a automated brush will come down and start brushing your teeth for you. Of course, don't forget to open up and brush the insides as well. Once that's done, a wet towel will descend from above and you use it to wipe you face. After which a whole tray of your beauty products and a mirror will present itself in front of you.

Once you're done with that, its time for breakfast!
You move on into the kitchen, and stop right next to the fridge where you pick out what you want to eat. There's cerel, which you eat off your in-car tray (which comes out from under the steering wheel) and you can move on or either stop at the stove where you cook your eggs and bacon. Oh! Go back a little, lets stock the in-car mini fridge with some drinks and snacks. With that handled, time to head out of the house!

Its your off-day today and you're heading to town for some pampering! The tank's low so you gota go fill it up first. On the way to the PIE you pass a pump station (which btw, are placed along the roads, to hell with stations and having to stop and get out!), stop, fill in the tank and pay with a swap card. While the fuel is filling up, wipers come up from above and clean your windsheilds for you. Then you're off again!

You hit town, and first place you zoom off to is to your fav drive-thru shopping paradise. You spend a few hours there fishing out dope buys and picking the best outfits.
After all that exhausting work, its time for lunch cuz you'll be famished! And you so feel like bento chicken. Which, is all the way on the other side of town. The drive-thru is a little empty at this time of the day (its after lunch aleady. Yes, you shopped that much. Isn't a car handy?! Imagine lugging all that shopping around!). You pop in a $20 coin and pulling the handbrake up, you relax in the car, on the car belt and revolve around the endless sushi, bento and tempura displays. Drinks are pretty expensive, so you grab a can of coke from your in-car mini fridge...

When you've had enuf of stuffing yourself, its time to do your nails. I mean, what's worse than planting yourself behind the wheel and having bad nails to show for it?? And all that footwork is justifiable for a pedicure.

Thank goodness the mani and pedi pad is right next to the Jap Drive-thru. You park yourself on the belt again, stick your hands out and close your eyes for a nap. The service here is wonderful! Every mani and pedi session comes with a free cucumber mask. All that pollution doesn't do the complexion any good! An hour later, you're done. Just in time to meet your best pal at the nearby ATM Drive-thru. You 2 decide to grab a movie at the ever-popular Drive-thru cinema. The movie starts in 15 mins, in theatre 4. Up the windy ramp you go and enter the theatre. Luckily its only on 3rd floor. Anything higher than the 5th floor gets you dizzy by the time you reach the top!
Movie's about to start, so you pop a bag of microwavable popcorn into your in-car microwave and in 2 mins, its done! The sweet smell of butter floats through the whole cinema as it darkens....

...3 hours later, it's time for your dental appointment which, you conveniently almost forgot, if not for the achy son-of-a-***** of a tooth you got from eating all that popcorn.

You're at the Dentist Drive-thru now. After waiting in Q for some time, its your turn. You stop the car, tilt it back 45 degrees and wait for your friendly neighbourhood dentist to finish up his work. You friend is next to you playing the in-car X-Box, oblivious to her surroundings. Can't blame her, the in-car sound system is top-notch!

It's been a tiring day, but not after supper of course, at the adjacent Prata Drive-thru. YOu send you best pal home, and head back for a restful sleep. For the first time in the day, you step out of your beloved car and onto the glide-thru shower. By the time you're done with the sprays, you're already half asleep and fall flat onto your bed.

Time for some well-deserved rest! After all, it's going to be another hectice day tomorrow!

I cant believe how time passes so fast.

I gota wash my hair again?!

That's the fucking proceedure that stumped the living daylights out of us.
so I'd better store it here first b4 I forget again.

And congratulations to me for buying a useless peice of $6 fabric from Mango. I still have not yet thought of how to use it.

But it was a day of spontineity.
More like, a day of unproductivity and a night of spontineity.
Did I get the spelling right?

We grabbed you-know-who's-sister's car (shall not put names. This blog is, afterall, accessible world wide) and made our quick get-away to MacDonalds. Yes. Heaven, oh heaven in the middle of the night. And it's a DRIVE-THRU (pardon my new fascinations with Drive-Thrus. I'll share my earth shattering ground breaking idea later). I mean, how fun and convenient are drive-thrus???!

So we parked the neat little toy car, and chilled at MaCafe. Ooo guess who we bumped into!
Y, none other than miss-i'm-a-master-@-chaos-theory. Ooo look, she's even hyperlinked now! How cool is that? I wanna be hyperlinked too!

I had Orange Fizz. It tasted exactly like McFizz! I'm so proud of myself.
And I didn't eat too!

Some time later, I found ourselves heading to Phuture. With horrifying wind-blown-100km/hr hair. I was dressed in a baggy black tee with my yellow country skirt, Ain looked like she just stepped off a cruise ship in off-shoulder sweater and white virgin shorts (u lier!) and Z was in a fucking giodarno (ee uncool!) tee and purple skirt.
And we were all wearing mixed-up slippers.

So it's not exactly the most wonderful game you can think of, but hey, we can't be saving the world 24/ right? And it's such a relief to not look good for once, know what na'mean?

We boogied for an hr b4 sending Z back home.







And this is where I realize I've fallen asleep for the past few mins and feel a puddle of drool building up.