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| so last weekend was utter madness. what was supposed to be a quiet weekend turned out to be a no-home, no-sleep partying madness.
absolutely guilty.
first up, headed to Timbre with Gladys and Marcus with his friends. Timbre was awesome. Prefer it to Wala@Holland V, because of the ambience and mainly due to the fact that they play mainstream songs. hahah. yes, im commercialized. get over it.
and i totally need to mention this --- Marcus is a complete picture whore. he kept taking pictures non stop the entire night, like a zhar bor! roars! this is no wonder that he feels that i'm more manly than him.
said guy and me
darling and me
all 3 together
after Timbre closed, 4 of us headed to Sabai Sabai. first time there, and frankly speaking, im not too sure that i like that place.
this was the only picture that i look decent in there. enough said.
an intriguing picture of mazda guy and me
frankly speaking, i wasn't really happy towards the last 2 hours. if there's anything, i hate people to force me to drink , however bad in a state they are in. Especially if they are of the opposite sex. further more, he seemed to take pleasure in insulting me the entire night. truth to speak, i wasn't really offended because it was all done in good humor. but i think he crossed the line when he kept doing it non-stop during the last couple of hours, and saying i was a spoilsport for not drinking and stuff.
sorry, but i just dont go out with the intention of ending up like a drunk bitch, puking my guts out by the road side. and its not a pretty sight. its not a matter of "daring" or not, its just that i know that i cannot drink anymore so i drink in moderation now. is it a crime that i actually choose to want to live longer?
okay nevermind. the truth is, i hope i'll never get to see him again. sorry, marcus. its not that i cannot take offense, but i think he crossed the line that night. and i seriously don't care what car he drives. its just a freaking Mazda. stop bragging about it already. i've been riding in a LancerEX for the past 1 year and i was just informed that its actually more costly than the former, confirmed by Brother Moo. Really ah? i feel like a freaking suaku now.
Really appreciated that the guys detoured to pick me up. J drives a Mazda too, but the ride was so much more pleasant. i hate arrogant and cocky drivers.
quote of the night must have been in that car.
-while turning into the OPPOSITE one-way lane at a HDB carpark-
Moo: aren't we going in the WRONG direction? this is a one-way lane!
Dee: this is J we are talking about.
totally epic.
next night, spontaneous trip down to Arena. and i'm gonna ignore all comments about how im wearing the same clothes. people havent go home yet mah!
Wang Ting's birthday and they had a nice mix of Martell, wine and vodka and some unknown liquor. nearly everyone were dressed to kill 
group picture. everyone was cramped to the max at the VIP area, so people took turns going down to the dancefloor. hahah.
madness starts. i looked rather stoned after 2 shots already.
picture with the pretty birthday girl
again
with Dee Ong
got quite high i think. the only thing i remember is Dee screaming at me for being drunk enough to wanna hook up with a fat guy. i did? he didnt look very fat to me. then again, i don't trust my alcohol goggles. hahah. dammit.
had a delightful surprise at Swensens. really. i earned a pair of wedges for free because i was wearing my Ipanemas when deciding to head down to Arena. spent 30mins trying to adapt to walking in them, but still! i love them. thank you!
okay, back to the books. its gonna be a long long week.
PS: pictures were kop from Marcus and WT's Facebook. credits to them.
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| having dinner at 2300! its just a matter of time, hunny.
i've been putting J off for months, telling him i'll do the shoots for him once i think i'm comfortable with my body. which apparently, im still not. okays time to buck up! i wanna do them too (sounds interesting) but not when i have like 20 pounds of fat squeezing out from my hips.
okays, MUST EXERCISE.
today was the final episode for the mooncake show. the ending was ridiculously happy, but i still love it anyway. can't wait for the next primetime show on channel 55 to premier 
lastly, people, i just wanna make it known to you all that, if you wanna read this, then don't complain. typical singaporeans. you dont like what i write about X, you "complain" to X. my policy is, if you wanna read, then you bloody keep your mouth shut. if you have any issues regarding any entries, leave a comment, email me [ moinksmoinks@hotmail.com] or text/call me if you know me personally. but please don't go around complaining to the person (s) involved. problems include:
- asking me to leave out certain details/names for fear someone you know reads. unless it makes a huge impact in your life, i will NOT oblige. if ya so scared, then don't do it. i report facts, not what others want to read
- complaining to XXX that i portrayed him/her in a negative way. Helloo?! then how? you think i care? NEXT.
- complaining to XXX that i wrote negative stuff about their family/friends/dogs/whatever shyt. if you know me, you do know that im only biased against the person's actions, but never the person. if you choose to misinterpret it, then too bad.
this is my last warning. i will start listing down names here if these problems dont cease.
and 1 last thing to clarify, everything in factual form:
few months/weeks back, i wrote that IF YOU CHOSE TO BELIEVE ENTIRELY WHATEVER PORKIE TELLS YOU, especially when he sweet talks you into thinking he's single or he's troubled or he misses you, THEN GO AHEAD. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU. if ya not a player, then don't be stupid enough to start. its all a fucking flirt game out there.
did i, in anyway, mentioned that he's a fucking liar and you shouldn't believe him? no i didn't. so if you sluts out there wanna clarify anything, come talk to me.
DO NOT EVER FUCKING TALK BEHIND MY BACK, or start pointing fingers if you misinterpret it. i had enough of sickening arguments over these issues again and again, and the more i clarify, the worse it seems.
i'm not kidding this time.and oh, are you (whoever's guilty of it) crying because i just labelled you as a slut? boohoo. sue me.
i'm not nice, and im not mean. i just write whatever comes into my mind. if you cannot get this concept into your head, then you shouldn't be reading this right now. yes, im guilty of portraying my family and the people around me in a negative light at times when im really angry, but why are these people not angry at me? its because they know that i'm angry at their actions, not them as a person. and my anger span is super short. the last time i bit brother moo, he punched me in the eye but barely 2 hours later, we kiss and made up (not literally lah!).
so yes, i'm the sort of person who gets really mad easily but i apologize for all my actions if i deem fit. if you feel that i have wrongly portray you in a negative light in Xanga, drop me a message, email me or talk to me personally and we'll talk it through. i don't get it why people think im such a hard person to get along.
on an entirely different note, i is heading to Ikea@Tampines this weekend! anyone wants me to help them get anything? the current shopping list (subject to change) is:
- cutesy toilet brushes
- non-metal cutlery
- decos for the room
- meatballs and icecream!
fuck i is really growing fat.
by the way, do you all know that Obama is coming to Singapore next week for Apec week? coolness!
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| Ass-Eye-Am is a total bitch. enough said.
anyway, i just chopped at least 5 inches of my hair, and now i have a fringe again. pictures up soon okay! my hair feels so much lighter and bouncier, and no more tangles!
today, i met up with SH at Beauty World. had MacDees for lunch again. i'm seriously gonna bonk my head if i eat anymore Filet O Fish, Cheeseburger, MacSpicy with the works.
i am seriously growing fat! running khakis in AMK! where are you all??? please force me back on track again. my ultimate aim, is to go back to Muay Thai, take up unarmed combat, and then Capoiera (how do you spell that damn thing?!).
that was our shared dream, wasn't it?
anyways, i've sounded damn man for the past week. fever + flu + phlegm. nasty nasty. was still planning to head to KTV for some loving this week! damn damn damn.
the ultimate blow : I need to change my driving instructor again! my (ex) instructor just informed me yesterday that this week would be our final lesson, because he will be retiring 1 week before my TP. this definitely came as a shock to me because i was starting to look forward to his lessons! the worst thing is, the instructor he passed his students to, drives a LancerEX. i've been driving Toyota Vios/Axio, and frankly, there's not much difference between the 2 Toyota models. but i've driven Lancer Ong before (ooops!) and its totally different! the car is soooo much Lower, and i have to re-learn all the markings for Circuit using the new car. totally driving me crazy.
why does all these crap always happen to me? why do people you love always leave you when you need them?
Joel Phua you better come back soon. i need to take driving lessons from you! hahahah. using your car of course 
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| after nearly 3 years... roughly 32 months...
i'm just a "its-complicated-with-us-she's-not-really-my-girlfriend" girl?
after going against all odds to be together...
after spending so much time with each others' families that we feel like we are part of each other...
after all the bickers that made us stronger...
after surviving through tough times together...
after all the times that i felt like giving up and you were there to hold me up...
after all the time we made mistakes yet we chose to forgive...
after all the times that we thought we would lose each other...
after all the cliche promises we made to each other...
after all the impacts we made on each other...
AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH...
3 years.... 3 years. why does it hafta be this way? why couldnt i have let go earlier way months back, before i sink into the point of no return? why does it hurt so much?
WHY DIDN'T YOU LET GO OF ME... SINCE YOU DON'T SEE A FUTURE IN US?
i'm not oblivious. im not blind. im not ignorant. i know everything. EVERYTHING. i chose... to live in denial. to pretend that you really love me. just me alone. i thought... by fooling myself, everything would be okay.
turns out its not, and it'll never will be. if all you wanted was a long-term open relationship, why didn't you tell me? why did you lead me into believing that you wanted a serious, commited relationship? why didn't you pull me back into reality? why did you hafta lie to me again and again? why did i believe you?
and why is this pain killing me, when i've seen this Day coming for a long time now?
My greatest gift to you, is your Freedom.
Karma indeed. *laughs* what goes around, really comes around.
Tonight, i'm gonna stop this pain. Tonight will also be the last day i ever cry for you, ever again.
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| i scored like, over 400k for BEJEWELED BLITZ!
i is seriously no life. as termed by brother moo.
my goodness, will this birthday mania ever end! its back to the March/April 1988 baby boom period again! never ending birthdays! bwah!
by the way, if you don't know already, Shell (Singapore) is having its 'biggest promo in decades" tomorrow, that is Saturday (24 oct 2009), 1000 to 1800. SGD1 per litre for 95 and 98 octane! wah lao madness can! i have set my alarm to 0900, of which i'll start bugging Porkie to start queuing at the nearest Shell station.
Singaporeans, time to unleash your Kiasu powers! kaboomz~
TeeVee's on Star Movies now, and it's god damn boring. some low-cost production about flesh-eating monsters is on. yawnies.
and moo moo is bringing mother moo to Secret Recipe for lunch tomorrow! and shopping for panties! and then its off to the soccer pitch. like i was telling porkie, i feel so alienated at the pitch now, now that all's left of the now dyfunct Radicals Team is Matthew, Allan, Porks and Yen Hao. why like that!
no idea why i used this picture, but i found it disturbing and intriguing at the same time.
i think i shall go watch them more often to familarize myself with the new team. hmmms. yes, i is kaypos. do you have a problem with that? (to no one in particular)
back to watching my low cost production.
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