1:43 pm
fickle pickle
give me some ibuprofen
oh, don't get me wrong.
i'm not depressed or whatever.
it's just my freaking mouth that's killing me.
imagine waking up and seeing miss goldfish in the mirror!
horrors of horrors.
at this rate, i don't think i'm gg anywhere till school reopens.
which is fucking sad.
excuse the profanities, liz.
rah rah rah.
i guess i'll just return to watching grey's anatomy.
is that what i'm really meant to be?
a couch potato?
someone save me.
does no one love potatoes anymore.
now, i'm going nuts.
11:14 am
fickle pickle
fat lips, come what may.
aw goodness, had my first ever operation/surgery today.
extracted all my third molars under general anaesthesia.
due to that,
my lower lips are fat and numb.boohoo.
i daren't go out.
well, i'm not supposed to anyway.
grey's anatomy!!!!!
i'm so in love with that show.
hoho.
oh wait, did i mention that i just came back from my mini annual family retreat in Sentosa 3 days ago?
hahaha.
it was more like a 2 day shopping trip in vivo.
didn't buy much though.
oh, but i caught curse of the golden flower.
well, surprisingly, i thought jay chou's acting wasn't that bad.
but i have absolutely no inclination towards chow yun fat.
maybe cos he's old and i'm critically judgemental, superficial and materialistic.
am i?
oh, and if you think i'm in a cheery mood,
i'm not, really.
cos my mouth's such a sore. (literally).
i just can't seem to explain myself.
flummoxed.
absolutely.
and here's a random thought i've shared with a few ppl:
if i ever get 5 dogs or cats,
i'll name them,
1. absolut
2. vodka
3. bacardi
4. breezer
&
5. tequila!
okay, how random is that.
oh and debbie can name hers margarita!
HOHO.
7:46 pm
fickle pickle
christmas night, i lose my thoughts here.
another uncelebrated christmas,
like every other year.
for seventeen years.
i've always hoped to have one,
but this year, somehow, i'm just glad sitting here-
watching the people pop online while i keep my status offline.
i'm just wondering, what are they all doing.
what are people doing on christmas?
is it fun.
is it as fun as people made christmas out to be.
haha,
maybe i'm just a cynic low life hiding home on a chilly christmas night,
but i've got 3 good books on hand and grey's anatomy to keep me company.
and that's good enough,
that's good enough.
and that's all that matters right?
`
come mistletoe,
come snow,
tell me about christmas;
tell me.
is it the cookies and milk-
red stockings or spirits-
perhaps the party or the people-
but are they real,
is that festive joy-
oh is it.
come angels,
come candycanes,
tell me what christmas really means.
'cos this year,
i've lost faith in christmas-
good tidings to all.
good tidings.
10:50 pm
fickle pickle
& it's where the sky touches the sea.
ohboy, langkawi is my new found love.
i absolutely adore the island.
beaches with sand like flour,
cool hang-out places like the 'chill out bar',
cute lil kittens,
adrenaline spurring speed boats,
azure blue skies,
lush greenery,
and just the island-life itself makes me happy.
plus, i'm glad to have classmates and debbie et lizzie in my grp!
great ppl to hang out with.
made me laugh so much.
and all the funny games we played while we had nth better to do.
somehow, i don't feel like elaborating on the trip,
but i must say it was a very satisfying one.
i held a water snake,
fed and stroked a stingray,
planted rice,
dipped my feet into a pond full of catfish (ticklish!),
saw porcupines & bats,
and a whole lot more.
i dread the start of school and i want to visit langkawi again.
i love the horizon.
4:37 pm
fickle pickle
as i floundered my way home.
ohdear, it's another dreary night.
dave's flown off to japan
and i'm off to langkawi tmr.
plusss, i miss my mommy.
haha, sounds wussy, i know.
can't wait to see the sari she bought!
but that'll only be after i come back on the 19th.
had ADJAM two days ago.
what can i say, hmm..
i'm blessed to have shahreel in my grp or it would've been way odd.
and hey man, it's really one of those times where i participate in real racial harmony.
hurhur.
weeelll, basically, shahreel and i both agree that the highlight of the whole ADJAM was Project skirmish ( this 'laser-quest-cum-painball-concept-fused-together' game)
anddd, the hilarious ice breaker games.
it was seriously good.
other than that,
it was tonnes of walking.
BRISK walking i must add,
in the middle of the night till the sun rose the next morning.
alright, it was quite fun.
but uh, how shall i put this..
the people there were not quite speaking the same lingo.
majority were speaking " ching ching chang cheng chong"
"maybe BA"
and et cetera,
you get the works.
i mean, i don't have anyth against that but it's just weird.
too weird and uneasy to communicate,
much less click.
`
on a muchhh different matter,
i'd like to talk abt my father.
never really loved the man alot,
but he took my brother and me out for dinner after ADJAM that night
and it was just something about his face.
that eager, warm, sincere smile that was there,
that provoked my thoughts and emotion.
he was never a guy who spoiled his children.
in fact, he almost never bought me toys when i was young.
none of those dolls and fancy stuff.
he was strict and difficult to talk to.
still is.all of that.
but, at that moment, during dinner,
as he earnestly asked my brother and me what we'd like to eat,
it really touched my heart.
it dawned on me that although i never really felt much love from him,
he does love us (my brother and me).
he loves, but differently.
he never says it, but you can sense it in the things he does.
like buying food.
or sending me to school.
simple stuff that most people think are a given.
i mean what's so special abt buying food and sending you to school?
isn't that what every dad's supposed to do?
but no, so many of us take it for granted that we fail to see that such simple,
trivial and insignificant actions actually do represent a lot.
and i am moved.
my father may not be the best or most affectionate parent,
but that does not make him a parent any less.
i love my father,
and i never thought i'd say it.
haven't packed my bag for langkawi by the way,
and i am dead beat.
buonanotte world,
buonanotte.
1:03 am
fickle pickle
Chill & Gorge
another day passes me by.
cherlynn came over yesterday!
for a while though.
then we headed to rose's hse. :))
watched a walk to remember and devil wears prada.
basically just leading a laid back lifestyle that we all should.
scoff if you must.
but that works for me.
; walk around with my hands up in the air,
'cos i don't care.
10:06 am
fickle pickle
Day out with Debbiekins
crashed over at debbie's today!
hahah.cool house!great for hide and seek ((:
and yes, heart debbie and foxy has been etched in the memory of my poor right hand too.
plusss, 'chick & cheap; moschino' is also etched into my mind.
headed to town afterwards and did some window shopping.
saw ct at wisma!
was hilarious at topshop.
it was all about:
1. tights-like dress
2. black tank
3. pink checkered skirt
4. sliver frock thingie
5. clownish gold top
6. black skirt with overlapping lace
goodstuff, goodstuff.
and i know what i'm sooo gnna buy on my next shopping trip.
triple pearl bracelet & italia/brasil shorts!
from forever21. :D
can't wait.
okay, more xmas presents and candycanes to get too.
i need to ration my money.
haha.sigh.
ohh, then headed down to adam's to have dinner with shahreel & gareth.
had murtabak!
freaking huge.haha.
just had adjam briefing at SIM and thankgoodness i'm in the same grp as shahreel!
and carmen's with gareth.
steff and ronald are separated.
:/
ahwell, all in all, today was great :D
thanks deb!
9:44 pm
fickle pickle
bonanza blues
& i'm just sitting here,
eating chocolate chip cookies.
And growing fat.
okay, spent more money today shopping for xmas presents.
met wyna at far east!
she's working there.
& she made me buy a ring,
which cost more than its worth, i felt.
hahah.ohwell.
just to make her happy.
and i'll give the ring to one of my girlfriends for xmas.
it's been decided.
kay, shall upload a few photos of lizzie's bday.
preparing the food!
gareth tan watching over the sun-dried nuggets.
got milk?
birthday girl!
birthday kiss! don't shy!
us (:
odac!
4:00 pm
fickle pickle
Hoorah!
yayyy!
the surprise party for liz was a success!
:DDD
i'm elated.
okay, shall update more on that another time.
but still..
X)))
1:52 am
fickle pickle
i had BITCHY for breakfast.
uurgh, fishing luck.
sprained my ankle.
played tennis yesterday!
it was really fun,
but that was where i sprained my ankle.
well, at first i didn't think it was a sprain.
thought it was just a stretch, cos there wasn't any swelling and i cld walk with relative ease.
but i guess i thought wrong.
went home to ice it,
and it started to swell.
i compressed it and in the morning it hurt.
chicken nuggets.
it's such a busy day today.
out of all days.
hmmph.
8:08 am
fickle pickle
Parody Pricks.
oh, i'm feeling it-
the emotion that chokes you at the back of your throat.
you're hating it, but somewhere an incongruous humour chalks up,
making you wonder if you should laugh or cry.
mother, mother, oh dear mother,
keeping peace with you is such an arduous thing
;endless ruckus and squabbling.
was talking to Rose till 4+ this morning.
i love talking into dawns.
and sharing so much has made me comprehend a few things.
it's where there are instances you choose your friends,
but after sticking to each other for so long,
you realise that it's impossible to get too close.
Because people are just different;
differing wavelengths.
Which then makes you wonder
why the hell you're still hanging out together so much.
the irony.
but it's just too late to turn back
for you've realised a tad too slow
that you can't get as close to the person as you thought you could have.
not that you detest each other,
just that the clash of character disallows it.
and then,
there you are-
unable to move out of your situation because it would just be weird and impolite to suddenly not hang out at all.
you're stuck in a rut.
a huge one too.
and so you get this sense of foreboding,
breathing down your neck.
this is awful.
and i am helplessly hapless.
12:03 pm
fickle pickle
Midnight Madness & Massacre.
This is like the first time in a long time i'm blogging.
changed the skin.
a little dysfunctional,
but imperfection is perfection.
alright,
i don't even know what i'm rambling about.
went shopping today!
with debbiekins :D
lovely.
12:51 am
fickle pickle