Monday, June 20, 2005

Listening to: 1000 Oceans by Tori Amos


Oh Fuck.

That salutation goes both ways; one to the goddam piece of scrap metal that keeps screwing up aka. my computer, and to my current predicament. I actually mixed up the dates of when I was supposed to hand up our APM assignments. (Advertising and Promotional Management). Now this is something that even the soothing warbling of Miss Amos cannot help to calm. Argh! Ah well, looking on the bright side, at least here's something to get my mind of shopping...
Some consolation, I think I'm just dwindling even further into my flights of delusion.

Managed to get some work done for CS (Communication Skills) project with the gang tho, and as Ming put it, I've even found my latest 'Ang-Moh' fixation, lol. The McDonalds at PS sure has a real cutie working up the noon crowd, to put it in a nutshell. Hehe...that aside, Mom bought me this sweet pink princess puffed sleeved top that I think I shall wear to school tomorrow with the cute denim number I bought not to long ago. I hope I don't look to moronic or mind-numbingly perky in anyway. Ha...

Before I go, here's wishing my gorgeous and adorably dramatic fren Badrun, a HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY!!!
Sweetie, you're now officially one of us rocking 18-ners now!

Relish it as much as possible! haha....

Who needs love?

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Listening to: nothing at all!


Like what I always say: Holy mother of god. I'm so beyond guilty; I went shopping again. Its official: I'm a shopaholic, an insufferable retail addict! I'm so beyond broke now, so have decided that I shall lock up my Nets card (aka. the Powercard) for a week to curb the damn habit. After reaching home, I did a mental calculation of the total expenditure that came to a figure that made me cringe big-time. Sigh....The GSS is a bad influence,not me! *gives innocuous look*

Furthermore, as Eye-for-a-guy came to an end, so did my heart. I witnessed the saddest rejection ever; I mean you should have seen the expression on poor Howard's face when Denise told him straight-out that she chose Wolfgang to go to Europe. I always had hoped that somehow he being the under-dog would ride it out, but it was just so disheartening. I mean, I was sobbing when they were rolling out the credits, and geesh, I'm crying over reality TV? Hmm...


Dun worry though, I stick to what I said in the previous entry:If Denise doesn't want you, I'll be more than happy to have you, dear Howard~~

Who needs love?

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Listening to: That Girl by Lindsay Lohan


Oh man, my eyes are getting all blurry and fuzzy as I persist in my quest to blog about today's escapades. More specifically; this GIRL'S birthday! Haha,lameness aside...this was da birthday that totally rocked my world. You have just got to love my frens, you big Sabo-ing sweetie pies! Haha, let me recap exactly what happened in class today...


Entered the class just a few minutes before the lesson started with my heart in my mouth, for I had been warned that there was gonna be a 'surprise' for me. (I beg to differ though, it was more like a shock) First thing I noticed was that everyone was being secretive, while some of my classmates were giving me knowing smiles which just fueled more wild ideas into my already over-imaginative brain. Fran was not sitting at her usual place, and from time to time she was immigrating from one seat to another. I panicked quite a little when I saw her talking and shaking hands with Bollywood Hottie, but decided to refrain from squealing in anxiety. I should have known better. Ming, Winson, Justin and a few others tried to distract me with limited success, cos I was already able to roughly guess what they were up to. :)))

The HIGHLIGHT, let me tell you took place the moment when it was break-time. I tried to leave the class to check where Fran and the others were on the context of going to the toilet but it was futile. Just as I managed to finally break free from their grasp, I saw Fran and BH's entourage trooping back. I let out some incoherent sound and tried to run to the back of the class room which was a call of bad judgement cos running in the new wedges courtesy of my mom was suicide. Pam easily cornered me and they all began to advance on me. *insert corny horror sound effects* B.H actually came up and presented me with my prezzies and a piece of paper that contained the class's well-wishes. EEK!!! I think my face was so beyond RED with embarrassment as I accepted it and Shook his hand. hehe..while Fran and the others were having a total kick watching my expression.

After a touching..erhm,*serenading* of the birthday song, I opened up my prezzies before the many inquisitive eyes. I frigged out big-time when I saw the words 'La Senza' enscibed on the box, but they still made me go on with it. Haha...I got a cool Cross Perlini necklace (Ping), 2 Topshop tanks and OMG, get this: PINK Lacy lingerie! No way in bad girl hell was I gonna flaunt the last item in public...I know, Fran, it was prolly yr idea huh? Lol....And just when I though it couldn't get any better, Justin popped out of nowhere and presented me with a bootiful bouquet of roses. You cannot imagine how thrilled I was, cos he actually remebered that I really wanted someone to give me flowers! lol...AND:

To top it all off: he did a Lapdance. LAPDANCE! I was so ready to bolt out of my seat when he inched closer and closer to me! But just as he was about to finish, he decided to switch victim and go after...yup, u guessed it: B.H! Boy, I was just guffawing non-stop watching poor him sprint at an incredible speed out of the classroom as Justin approached him. Damn hilarious....


Thanks for all that you've done guys, and I love y'all very much (hehe, as if you dun already know). I know it took lotsa effort and planning; and I just want to let you know that I enjoyed every moment of today, and cherished every part of it. It was the B.E.S.T birthday I've had in my 18 years, and thats really saying alot. Noone's ever done that for me, and today I truly felt like a princess, or Queen. (Watever rocks your boat.) Love hugs and tons of kisses for being my frens and for treating me like I belong.


Forever and always, people...

Who needs love?

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Listening to: Getsumeifuuei from the Juuni Kokki OST


Well, just 7 mere minutes away to the wonderous age of sensational adolescent freedom. I wonder whats in store for me tomorrow cos the suspense is just killing me. Might be skipping class if it gets to dangerously boring at some point. I bought a multi-coloured sorta retro or neon looking halter-neck, depending on how you look at it, and Fran says I should wear it to class, of which I think I shall. :)
The GSS is both such a joy and pain to my wallet if you know what I mean. Yeah,my mom bought me a pair of cool-looking black wedges that I shall match with my outfit for tomorrow. Really nice of her to get me a prezzie despite her busy schedule and also since tommorrows ALSO her birthday! Yups, you heard rite; isn't it kinda cool?
Oh man, Eye for a Guy today was a total nerve-wrecker. I really hoped that she chose Howard instead of Wolfgang, despite the latter being all British-accented and shedding all the Old-English charn that ladies just love. Ah well, if she does pick him,I'll date Howard myself then! Lolx, now thats a thought.


EEK!!!!!!!!!!


12 midnight! I'm 18!!!


Happy birthday to MYSELF AND MY FABULOUS MOM!!


LOVE EVERYONE OUTHERE!! ^^

Who needs love?

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Listening to: Sunday morning by Maroon 5


Dun quite know what to write, since nothing spectacular happened thats motivating enuff to blog about. Hmm, except maybe I'll start ranting bout the barrage of assignments that we're supposed to accomplish by the next few months. I think I'm feeling the beginnings of a migraine. Anyhow, I digress.

Would like to honour my 'dearest' buddies for instilling in me a fear of the Thursday that is to come. Yes, its the big 1-8 alrite, and I'm not sure if I'm really looking forward to it. Though it is the age that decrees the freedom tht we adolescents mostly look for. MUahaha, clubbing and M18 movies, here I come!! AM getting cold clammy palms as I'm typing this; such is the power of paranoia. ^^ Yeah though! I went shopping with Fran and Ping yesterday, and impulsively bought 2 racerbacks for $20. Not quite a bargain, though its relatively much cheaper as compared to retailers like Topshop and Warehouse. SIgh....shall rest my wallet for now till the next wave of rampant rashness sweeps over moi again.

Who needs love?

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Listening to: Ordinary Day by Vanessa Carlton


Just the day before, a setback among me and my gang brought back painful memories that I had when I was in primary and secondary school. See, I always had this thing with isolation (why do you think my email's wallflower?), and it resulted into me acting like a total immature bitch. I had understood that it was my fault mostly, but couldn't help feeling that I was always a distant away from my frens. Then today, being the total sweeties that my gang are, they celebrated my birthday at Mache today! I even got smooched a number by Ping and Fran,hahaha!


Not that my birthday is today, but its the thought that counts. :)))


After finishing the Singapore Sling cocktail, I was feeling a lil high by then though not drunk. We had a fun time watching Justin get wasted after drinking a Screwdriver+ Margarita; Samuel had a margarita. Man, their faces were so RED!lolx...jokes aside, I can't say that I din see that 'surprise' coming. Presented before moi was a small heart-shaped strawberry cake from Breadtalk. I could almost felt my eyes tearing up...it wasn't just the gesture that had me so over-whelmed. It wasn't just the loud display of affection that they showered on me that moment. I think, it was that they did this for me to tell me I'm never left out, and I'll be loved as a good buddy. So...


To Fran: You sweetie! Thanks for doing this, I know you're prolly the mastermind behind all this,hehe! Glad that yr always there for me, and vice versa. Your bubbliness never fails to crack me up, and your big-heart keeps me grounded. Even tho u give me hell over B.H, love ya!
To Ping: AHh...like ta moove it, move it, sista. Thanks for playing a part in this...your blunt honesty really help me see things. Hope you'll still be able to put up with moi for the days to come. Thanks for listening and supporting me when I needed it,Love ya too!
To Ming: You're like the big bro I never had, and we always seem to talk though we dun really have quite a lot in common. Thanks for the surprise, hope you guys had fun at Mache and clubbing! Love ya too, my hollerback duddde..
To Justin and Winson: You guys are like Bonny and Clyde of the MDIS universe, and thanks for accompanying and treating me like a princess whenever we hang. Love ya!
Last but not least, to Pamela: the one who kept teasing me non-stop about my assumed *bootilicious* butt. Haha,and about B.H!!!Argh..but we're like really close buddies, sand thanks for the surprise too. Love ya, and just can't wait for our presentation to be shown... *evil seafood laughter*

So in a nutshell: LOVE Y"ALL TO BITS,YA HEAR??!! THANK YOU!


PS: I'm getting a little worried about this comin thursday tho...

Who needs love?

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Listening to: Drowning by Backstreet Boys


Boy am I poofed bigtime. Just started my second module two days earlier, and already I just feel like curling in a dark corner and die. You should have seen my face when I saw my Advertising and Promotional management textbook; lets just say that it was just the perfect thickness to do a decent flipbook cartoon. Our three different lecturers were of different personalities too, in a nutshell: one's a strange woman with even cornier ideas (self-intro in class?!), a uppity over-qualified dude who most probably go by the books, and a potentially interesting lady who has links to the media companies. In short,I'm so screwed. Ping, and you still say that I shouldn't rot cos the new mods be prolly more fun? I say, ha.
Best part of it all? The bloody classes all clash with the GSS. Not to say I have the stamina to shop anyway. Just the mere three hours of class is already enuff taxing. Haha...not to mention that I run a very high risk of getting a heart attack every time either Fran or Ping or any of the peeps in my gang yells when Bollywood Hottie walks by. Yups, my fellow frens, you heard me rite, I sorta like to get to know this guy from class. He's like awfully cute... but I digress.

Anyhow, enuff of my sulking and incessant complaining. Happy Birthday to my funkin' cool fren FRAN!!! Hope you're enjoying yourself, am looking forward to clubbing maximum this fri! ^^
Continuing the shopping count: Lime-green tee ($6), Silver belt ($15, so not a bargain. argh), Retro sandals ($10). I bought Moulin Rouge, shall proceed to indulge into the love story that was never meant to be... ta-ta~

Who needs love?