tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55471522011-04-22T07:37:37.282+08:00.:The Misdirected One:.Random Incessant BabblingWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comBlogger5521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1107014617585379552005-01-29T23:59:00.000+08:002005-01-30T00:03:37.586+08:00i have moved!
Winda has moved here.
That's http://blissful-narcissism.blogspot.com
If narcissism is too much of a pain to spell, save the address under your Favourites. And why shouldn't you? I AM, at least i should be, everyone's favourite!
If you don't know how to save an address under your Favourites, you click on the link above, then you click on "Favourites" at the top of your browser Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106998500032017712005-01-29T18:54:00.000+08:002005-01-29T19:35:00.033+08:003-day itch
today i scoured the entire neighbourhood of Marine Parade in search of a doctor. the rash i've been having for 3 days have not subsided but instead spread to my foot. i was rather worried that the rash will eventually cause my legs to fall off my body so i decided to look for a doctor. in my search, there were two clinics which pretended to be open. one had the "We're open!" sign on Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106976911510784872005-01-29T13:34:00.000+08:002005-01-29T13:35:11.510+08:00:(
some people should just be disallowed from talking if nothing good ever comes out of their mouths
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106969449760731942005-01-29T11:26:00.000+08:002005-01-29T11:30:49.760+08:00harrumph
A message from my Research Methods lecturer....
First, sorry, sorry, sorry! The Tutors have all confirmed that the test was too hard. It's my fault; I set it and it made perfectly good sense to me at the time!! I promise that the next one will be easier - trust me!
INDEED it WAS too hard. I've never even heard of half the terms that appeared in the quiz. Well, actually they were in Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106933181767289462005-01-29T01:52:00.000+08:002005-01-29T01:26:21.766+08:00anger vent on a harmless phone
i got home today and saw a basket full of my WET clothes which i had just hung to dry earlier this afternoon. my brother decided to wash his clothes the VERY day that i wash mine, despite the existence of SIX other days in the week, and since my clothes were taking up space on the laundry line, he decided to dump them in a basket and serve them to me.
when i Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106841170539163422005-01-27T23:25:00.000+08:002005-01-27T23:52:50.540+08:00a colony of ants and a flying clock
i had a fright today when i opened the electric kettle in the kitchen to refill the water.
hundreds of ants were crawling near the cover.
i freaked out, naturally.
anyway, i think it's very strange for ants to seek shelter in an electric kettle filled with water. Nothing goes in there, especially nothing sweet, except water.
Unless they like the warm and Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106752214743953552005-01-26T23:05:00.000+08:002005-01-26T23:10:14.746+08:00who says i ain't no artist?
i've got a presentation on logos tomorrow for my Marcom class, the one taught by my foamy, frothy-lipped tutor.
i'm supposed to recreate the logo for Popular bookstore and it took me 1/2 an hour just to get the lines STRAIGHT. and then another 1+ hours to figure out how to draw the book.
2 hours of labour and this was what I came up with:
the drawing on the leftWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106737389594410952005-01-26T18:40:00.000+08:002005-01-26T19:03:09.593+08:00i'm a little famous!i was having a hazelnut ice-cream bar in the school canteen today when i saw a girl smile at me. since she looked familiar, i gave a hesitant smile, in case she wasn't even smiling at me and it was all in my head. hur hur hur. about 20 minutes later, she walked past where i was seated and she smiled again. Being the friendly person that i am (ha ha), i decided to say Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106580497150478792005-01-24T23:18:00.000+08:002005-01-24T23:28:17.150+08:00where is my friend?
today in Chinese class, we learned a song. I love it! I've been singing it the whole day!
Yi er san si wu liu qi
Wo de pengyou zai nali?
Zai zheli, zai zheli
Wo de pengyou zai zheli!
1 2 3 4 5 6 7Where is my friend?Here, hereMy friend is here
hur hur hur. doesn't sound all that good in english, does it?
Anyway, i got my ass home at 10pm today, thanks to a project meeting Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106536640095724722005-01-24T11:03:00.000+08:002005-01-24T11:17:20.096+08:00kids these days
i was reading the blog of someone i know of and i was slightly disturbed by her latest post, where she said that if she had a gun, she'd be aiming for her mother.
now now, that is just not the way to talk about your mother.
even i know that. i've always had difficulty getting along with my mother because i'm always in a strop and i always think she's out to annoy me. as a Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106486338464372772005-01-23T21:12:00.000+08:002005-01-23T21:18:58.463+08:00thanks for the concern
for those who have called to ask and for those who are wondering, my parents are safe. There was a ribut (for some reason I can't seem to think of an English word for it right now. haha.) and sudden downpour in Mina, causing a flood, while my parents were there. According to my dad, the Singapore camp was flooded and the people had to be evacuated. I think everyone is safeWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106321577529619262005-01-21T23:18:00.000+08:002005-01-21T23:32:57.530+08:00even my 9-year-old cousin is getting married
my 9-year-old cousin came up to me today and whispered in my ear,
"don't tell anybody but i've got a girlfriend!"
to which i said, "Ooh. What's her name?"
After he replied (I can't publish her name because it's supposed to be hush-hush), he said that she was pretty and wears glasses.
His mom chimed in and told us that the other day, he asked his Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106271905132645542005-01-21T09:40:00.000+08:002005-01-21T09:45:05.133+08:00i forgot
Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha to all celebrating it.
if your mom/dad has cooked anything good, do send some my way.
my parents have already celebrated Aidiladha and have probably eaten all the mutton they could ever want to eat...
while in singapore, we go traipsing to our aunts' homes to eat all their food up.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106234557504453052005-01-20T23:22:00.000+08:002005-01-20T23:22:37.506+08:00Mr Foamy Saliva Man
today, my group had a presentation on colours and its psychological effects, after which, we had to go up to the tutor to get our grades.
he started giving us comments on how we could improve on our presentation and he talked for quite some time.
the thing was, the more he talked, the more saliva collected on his lips. so the more he talked, the more his lips moved and so Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106149741146919062005-01-19T23:36:00.000+08:002005-01-19T23:49:01.146+08:00am i fierce or just perpetually pissed off?
people have been telling me (for ages) that i'm fierce.
am i?
AM I???????
have you got a DEATH WISH??
hur hur hur.
i don't think i'm fierce. but i think i'm quite assertive and demanding.
the other day, i was listening to my friend presenting and i was trying really hard to stay awake, thanks to the lecturer who was lecturing prior to that. afterWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106139901902004612005-01-19T20:39:00.000+08:002005-01-19T21:09:05.073+08:00such tirednessit's been 3 weeks since i started school and i'm still not WITH it yet. next week, i've got a test! A TEST! there's absolutely nothing that i've learned in school in the past 3 weeks.damn. i've been completely overwhelmed with things that ive to do but still left undone and also the registration for my internship. my school has the habit of giving confusing and conflicting Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1106067976686148992005-01-19T01:58:00.000+08:002005-01-19T01:06:16.686+08:00idiotism at its best
i twisted my ankle tonight while trying to wash my feet in the garden. i walked cautiously, terrified of frogs that might be lurking around, waiting to pounce on my feet, when i suddenly stepped on something. i jumped and promptly twisted my ankle. i dumped my purse and cellphone on the boot of my car and hobbled, cursing away. it turned out to be a snail (still alive even Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105972060722170332005-01-17T22:01:00.000+08:002005-01-17T22:27:40.723+08:00Ta shi deguo ren (he is german)
the main reason why i do not really suffer from Monday blues is because on Monday, I've got 3 hours of Elementary Chinese. It is, by far, the funniest and funnest class I've ever been to, mostly because I spend the 3 hours laughing at others. And sometimes myself.
It's a very diverse class, with people from Indonesia, Vietnam, Malaysia, Thailand, India, Sri LankaWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105927326636324382005-01-17T09:47:00.000+08:002005-01-17T10:02:06.636+08:00so tired
i've been awfully cranky lately, thanks to the lack of sleep i've been getting. the past few days, ive been awakened...awoken...um...well, my mad cat woke me up with her screaming. okay, meowing. my brother has been waking up late the past two days and not feeding the cats so they get pissed and start running around the house demanding to be fed.
i'm a pretty light sleeper so i wake upWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105893925909329622005-01-17T01:27:00.000+08:002005-01-17T00:45:25.910+08:00ignoramus
the other day, while sending my parents off at the airport, i crossed paths with that tall dude with the small eyes, who plays for the local football team. Something Khaizan. Bhakkani? or something. Anyway, I didn't know who he was, but I found him quite attractive, even though he looked abit drugged up. I couldn't really blame him, it was 2 in the morning. Only the makciks were Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105795778663443142005-01-15T21:00:00.000+08:002005-01-15T21:29:38.663+08:00living the Sim-y life
i think i've been playing The Sims too damn much because just like them, I get tired at 9pm.
I don't know what's going on with me. Lately I've been feeling mighty sleepy at about 8 to 9pm. But I end up sleeping at 3 in the morning and waking up at 9am, to do my chores. I kinda feel like Cinderella without the evil stepsisters, stepmother and a handsome prince. Or the Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105700642128795942005-01-14T18:55:00.000+08:002005-01-14T19:05:10.356+08:00mourning the death of bob newbie
last night, i accidentally killed my man sim, bob newbie.
remember him? he was the one who kept crying because i refused to let him watch cartoons.
anyway, he woke up at 4am and decided to GRILL HAMBURGERS, of ALL things. silly man. of course, i hadn't educated him by making him read about cooking since all he wanted to do was watch those damn cartoons. he Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105669034649161412005-01-14T10:08:00.000+08:002005-01-14T10:17:53.146+08:00i miss my mommy! part 2
im hungry and the first thought that came to mind was that I should go downstairs and check out what my mom has cooked for breakfast.
then i remembered that my mom is NOT in singapore and NOT cooking breakfast.
sniff.
so sad.
the things i take for granted. tsk.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105625241800822852005-01-13T21:55:00.000+08:002005-01-13T22:07:21.800+08:00sick
im sick yet again! i haven't been sleeping well of late. school and also entertaining guests who were visiting my parents.
it's only the second week of school and i've already got so many assignments that need to be done but i've yet to do.
hur hur hur.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105557713060500882005-01-13T03:11:00.000+08:002005-01-13T03:21:53.060+08:00i miss my mommy!
my parents are finally off. well, not really, at this present moment, they are probably still in the transit area.
i told my mom earlier today that she shouldn't cry at the airport...and she didn't. Well, not much. I was the one crying and finished the whole packet of tissue papers. Hur hur hur. I was looking very unglamorous and frumpy when I heard someone call out my name. ItWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105535832052134152005-01-12T21:08:00.000+08:002005-01-12T21:17:12.053+08:00calling the shots
i'll be shipping my parents off to saudi arabia in about 4 hours. i'm overwhelmed by a sense of sadness, for some reason. probably because my mom has been crying all day. tsk tsk. she's acting as though she's not coming home ever again and it makes me feel a tad nervous.
anyway, while my parents are away, i'll be the self-declared supervisor and spotchecker. since i'm also theWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105460322279917922005-01-12T01:03:00.000+08:002005-01-12T00:18:42.280+08:00E-mail Exchange
excerpt of emails exchanged between a friend and i
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To: Winda
From: Nick
Title: The big 21. I don't FEEL older, just tired!
Hey Winda! Thanks for your card, I really appreciate it. My joints do ache, I think it is from all the boozing and partying I have been doing.
No Asian girlfriend yet, to tell the truth I can't really be bothered. Women are a lot of work. So thereWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105424420868315522005-01-11T13:48:00.000+08:002005-01-11T14:20:20.866+08:00The Great Sting Experience...continued
The Great Sting Experience of mine did not end last night, it continued while I slept.
Such fun!!!
I dreamt that I was working at the hotel where he was staying at and I tricked him into signing my concert programme book. His wife was there too but it wasn't Trudie. Gasp! It was Angelina Jolie, for some reason. She was in a tub and was very rude. Hmph. Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105376905626636172005-01-11T01:30:00.000+08:002005-01-11T01:14:30.446+08:00the day i fell in love with a man older than my dad
i got my wish.
sting took his top off.
SWOON.
but he wasn't naked, sadly enough. he took off some vest-y thingy he was wearing.
i had the best time. ever.
i lost track of how many times i swooned.
and also how many times he thrust his hips.
and!!! two encores!!!
the crowd went wild. at one point, i thought i had gone deaf.
also, sting Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105348294953769122005-01-10T17:08:00.000+08:002005-01-10T17:11:34.953+08:00Sting Day!
it's 3 hours to Sting madness! WOWEEE.
and i've got a headache. a throbbing one.
and i've no idea what to wear.
i hope i hope i hope he won't be able to take the heat and takes his top off.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105287633734715632005-01-10T01:00:00.000+08:002005-01-10T00:20:33.736+08:00man problems
i've come up with a great way to get your man/lazy ass brother(s) to clean up after themselves.
The other day, I found a half-empty cup of Milo in the car. I've already told my brother time and again, not to leave drinks or food in the car. I knew that he was just going to ignore me if I were to tell him again, so I took the cup and shoved it into his shoe. It was the only thing I Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105212781587435302005-01-09T03:28:00.000+08:002005-01-09T03:33:01.586+08:00The Sims
A few years ago, my brothers spent hours everyday playing one particular computer game. I've recently been reintroduced to the game - the evil that is The Sims.
I usually hate computer games because I always lose. This is evident in The Sims game that I'm playing. Although you can't lose at it, my Sims are pretty pissed at me. My man Sim keeps bursting into tears everyday because he's Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105114712549730172005-01-07T23:51:00.000+08:002005-01-08T00:18:32.550+08:00vampire vs vampire
I've just finished watching Vampire vs Vampire. It was oh so funny. There was a part where the ang moh vampire bit a woman's neck and she turned into a vampire. She in turn wanted to bite her cousin's neck but found it sweaty and stinky. She decided to wipe it dry and when she pulled his collar down, she found a big giant wart on his neck.
Hur hur hur hur hur.
Now tell me Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105105567311229922005-01-07T21:24:00.000+08:002005-01-07T21:46:07.313+08:00sacrificing for sting
While showering to Sting's Sacred Love album playing on my laptop, I realized that I've a lecture that ends at 6.30pm on Monday - Sting Day! I made the very difficult (ha!) decision to skip the lecture. Hurrah! Screw education! For Sting! It'll be near impossible for me to get to the indoor stadium in 1.5 hours from Jurong. It's not that far but there'll be the rush hour Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1105027856636367642005-01-06T23:48:00.000+08:002005-01-07T00:10:56.636+08:00day trip across the border
a friend told me she wanted to go to JB to get some shoes and so we got our asses there today. my dad drew a map for me b/c i couldn't remember how to get to City Square S.C. even though I went just a month ago. we asked another friend along because my mom has always told me that you should travel with at least two friends in order to be safe. i'm not one to question Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104942694702217622005-01-06T01:21:00.000+08:002005-01-06T00:31:34.703+08:00things that i'm proud of
1) I knitted a wristband! You might wonder, why Winda, why a wristband? Because it's too short to be a sleeve. Plus I ran out of fake wool while I was furiously turning the wheel of the knitting machine toy thing.
2) My naked cake (the cake with my naked body plastered all over it) was eaten up within 1 hour of me serving it to my cousins. SEE. There's nothing wrong Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104927773188967722005-01-05T20:06:00.000+08:002005-01-05T20:22:53.186+08:00random babble
today, i:
1) made $17 from selling my textbook
2) spent $72.50 on two textbooks 5 mins after
3) dropped a metal basket full of books onto my toe. the accounting textbook that i was planning on selling has a curled cover. i had this brilliant idea to flatten it by placing a heavy metal basket on it overnight. so far, it has yet to uncurl.
4) sang I Dream 7 times, with no idea Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104852118036727862005-01-04T23:19:00.000+08:002005-01-04T23:21:58.036+08:00birthday toy
what does it say about me when the box says "Ages 7+" and I still can't figure out how to play with the toy?
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104756601905296192005-01-03T20:37:00.000+08:002005-01-03T20:50:01.906+08:00death by mandarin
i started my new semester today with my first Mandarin class. it was the funniest class i've ever taken.
We learned how to pronounce certain Chinese words and I must say, it is pretty complicated. I've taken conversational mandarin before, so it was not too bad for me. Instead of encouraging my classmates, I giggled at them. I'm a terrible terrible person. But it's okay, the Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104671770812870572005-01-02T21:01:00.000+08:002005-01-02T21:16:10.813+08:00stupidity reigns again
i was up bright rainy and early this morning, to fold the clothes ive dumped onto the floor during last night's confusion (from the exhaustion) and stuff them in a big Ikea plastic bag. I then headed to a friend's place to collect clothes, bedsheets, etc. to send them to the designated donation venue.
Another friend of mine left my VHS tape, which I lent to her, in one Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104599020025473442005-01-02T01:36:00.001+08:002005-01-02T01:03:40.026+08:00mending ties
i started off the year great. ties that were once broken have been mended and hopefully, they will not shit up again.
surprisingly, alot of women kissed me today.
Hur hur hur.
mostly those who i haven't seen for ages.
i also met with my teacher from secondary school. she's now a friend of my mother's. the horror! we used to skip her lessons and passed notes written in arabic to Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104512075048304782005-01-01T01:34:00.000+08:002005-01-01T00:54:35.046+08:00may your 2005 suck no more than it should
pictures, as promised.
Feather boa draped over my ironing board, the only place I could hang it (for now)
The prettiest shoes. EVER!
The two photo albums. Pretty, eh?
My cute knitting machine!
The evil evil evil riddles
The first step to my blooming non-romance with Polly Jagdeep Singh.
My friends were out to cruelly torture me on Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104513721632731412005-01-01T01:21:00.000+08:002005-01-01T01:22:01.633+08:00dude, where's my sidebar?
why has my sidebar stuff fallen off the face of this blog? why oh why is it at the bottom?
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104485788780602242004-12-31T17:14:00.000+08:002004-12-31T17:53:30.600+08:00riddles riddles galore!
i thought i should include the riddles i had to solve yesterday.
and before you comment on how easy they are, THINK again. i WILL kick your ass. i can't help it if i suck at riddles.
Hur hur hur.
Riddle #1
a) The Li'l Japanese City in Singapore
b) The big bad wolf can huff and puff all he wants but the piggies will be safe in this restaurant
a) Takashimaya S.C.
b) Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104465495488277492004-12-31T11:19:00.000+08:002004-12-31T11:58:15.490+08:00my 2nd 18th birthday
the answer to the question you've all been asking.
YES. i got a feather boa. A PURPLE one to boot!
anyway, yesterday was surreal. My friends thought that it'll be a good idea to make me go through a "Not-So Amazing Race". I bet they were regretting their decision and kicking themself by the end of the day. It involved me solving riddles to get to different places and Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104374320943931042004-12-30T10:34:00.000+08:002004-12-30T10:38:40.943+08:00goodbye 21. hello 18.
*sits on throne*
i'm ready to receive my presents now.
Although, if you haven't bought me one (WHY HAVEN'T YOU?!!), I'd much rather you donated the money you would have spent to the Asian quake and tsunami victims.
They obviously need it more than I do.
But if you've already bought me present(s), what's stopping you from giving them to me? huh huh huh?
Oh god. I can't Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104337568216771142004-12-30T01:22:00.000+08:002004-12-30T00:26:08.216+08:00eh? i just got older.
yay me.
right. im off to bed. there's laundry to be done in the morning.
i love my very exciting, on-the-edge life.
thanks to those who came bearing wishes and good tidings at midnight.
:)
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104330246992563142004-12-29T22:17:00.000+08:002004-12-29T22:24:06.993+08:00more birthday musings
i wonder if my friends are going to send me some flowers and give me instructions on where to meet for my birthday dinner.
i wonder if they had any trouble planning for my birthday this year because last year's one was so good that i imagine it'd be quite hard to top.
last year, they snuck some of my friends into our hotel room while i had dinner with the others and when Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104307925995639702004-12-29T15:54:00.000+08:002004-12-29T16:12:05.996+08:00pre-birthday musings
i wonder if i'll be getting my pizza party tomorrow. hmmmmmmmm. and i wonder if i'll be getting a feather boa. i really really really want one! i sound like a bratty kid, don't i?
i have a rough idea of what might happen but i might be wrong. i've been very nervous of late, basically terrified that my friends will come barging in my door while I'm in a state of undress. Or Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104290985304632482004-12-29T11:21:00.000+08:002004-12-29T12:11:28.296+08:00extending help
i rarely do this but i'll do it just this once.
let's help those in need. those who lost their homes and their families.
remember, a little help goes a long way.
Girls, the top you've been wanting to buy can wait. The shoes can wait. The victims can't.
Visit Mercy Relief or Singapore Red Cross Society.
Do something good while you can, eh.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104220869369404682004-12-28T15:42:00.000+08:002004-12-28T16:01:09.370+08:00my man hands
im devastated! my hands have lost their softness and suppleness.
ha ha ha.
well, they were pretty soft at some point in my life. now they are RUINED!
RUINED, I tell you.
(i don't understand the need for all this drama either.)
it must be all the years of washing the dishes, especially during Hari Raya. Damn.
Then today I discovered that the washing machine is out to get me. MyWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104167998718177142004-12-28T01:48:00.000+08:002004-12-28T01:19:58.716+08:00my advanced birthday celebration
it started at 3.30pm with Kungfu Hustle at Suntec City. Pretty good movie and the theatre was filled with old ladies. Hur hur hur. I then walked to the shoe shop I went to a week ago and almost cried from the pain my pretty new shoes were inflicting upon me. Okay, I lie. I'm not that gay but they were really hurting me. Hmph. I thought I could ease the pain by Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104118896413153642004-12-27T11:03:00.000+08:002004-12-27T11:41:36.413+08:00the rotting scent of depression
The past two weeks have been an incredible pain in the ass. I don't remember being quite this down in the crapper for so long. I'm considering going on medication again but I think I shall wait for things to get better. If they don't, then well, I'll probably be on the verge of insanity anyway so it won't matter.
I just hope, for my everyone's sake, that I'll be Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1104070472956114482004-12-26T22:05:00.000+08:002004-12-26T22:14:32.956+08:00merry boxing day
i was planning on going shopping today but after thinking about the dire state of my bank account and also the possible crowdedness of stores in town, i decided to stay home. apart from chores and tv, i didn't do much at all. i am quite pleased with myself!
ive been keeping my room clean and will have to keep it clean till new year's because my friends have the tendency to Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103986248949356122004-12-25T22:44:00.000+08:002004-12-25T22:50:48.950+08:00surely you jest?!
tragedy has befallen me!
my mom told me tonight that i will have to wake up at dawn to do the household chores for the whole month that she and my dad are gone - January to February.
GLEE.
JOY.
ELATION.
NOT what I'm feeling right now. I am divided between bursting into tears or just hoping that Sting whisks me away.
I'm pretty sure that by the time my parents are back, Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103950961459012742004-12-25T13:54:00.000+08:002004-12-25T13:02:41.460+08:00Merry Christmas
I have just finished sprinting downstairs and back up again because it suddenly poured and there was laundry outside. Yes. Remember that rain and laundry do not mix in my house. I'm starting to get quite annoyed by these sudden showers. They are liable to give me a heart attack.
When I heard the rain coming down heavily, I thought it was just a very strong gust of wind but then Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103894854621347372004-12-24T21:08:00.000+08:002004-12-24T22:42:19.803+08:00My X'mas Eve
i had a very upsetting dream last night. i dreamt that there were ppl out to get me and the only person on my side, decided NOT to keep me safe, instead he decided to play guitar with a bottle of dishwashing liquid. i also had to hide in trashcans which actually formed an escape tunnel in order to escape from the perps. my subconscious is such an adventure.
anyway, my bro's Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103826934681855732004-12-24T02:23:00.000+08:002004-12-24T02:35:34.680+08:00midnight madness
I'm suffering from overexerted abdomen muscles after attempting to dance along to Britney's 'I'm A Slave For You' in the shower.
I finally got my ass to tidying my room after sitting about like a sloth for days. So there I was, vacuuming and mopping away in the middle of the night. Tomorrow I do the bathroom.
Anyway, I went downstairs to get a drink and I saw a red rectangularWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103802000470493772004-12-23T19:30:00.000+08:002004-12-23T19:40:00.470+08:00my brothers
although my younger brother has given me much grief, he's at least good for one thing.
he heeds orders.
Hur hur hur.
When I ask him to do something, he'll do it without throwing a tantrum. Unlike my older brother, who says he'll do it but never does.
Case in point: The washing of the car. After my bro used it for a week, the car was dirty and grimy both inside and outside. Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103739611355535792004-12-23T02:04:00.000+08:002004-12-23T02:20:11.356+08:00shoes, birthday surprise, UFO and secret friend of mine
i keep thinking about a pair of khaki flats i saw the other day. hm. maybe i should get them. i need to look less dreary when i go for classes. but where oh where do i get the money from?
anyway, a friend today asked me to clear her inbox for her because for some reason, she couldn't access it. i think she almost had a panic attack when i Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103713180239606842004-12-22T18:56:00.000+08:002004-12-22T18:59:40.240+08:00quasi birthday excitement part trois
this is what a feather boa is, for those who have no idea what it is.
my dad just msged me on my phone: "Birthday. What would you like?"
my dad is just so full of surprises and oh so subtle, huh?
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103708321641104882004-12-22T17:35:00.000+08:002004-12-22T17:38:41.640+08:00quasi birthday excitement part deux
feather boa! feather boa! feather boa!
nothing will bring me more joy than a
feather boa! feather boa! feather boa!
this could be my birthday anthem for the year.
i've just cleaned the fish pond. i smell GOOD.
3 days left to Christmas.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock.
All the way...
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103694577843800042004-12-22T13:44:00.000+08:002004-12-22T13:49:37.843+08:00quasi birthday excitement
after being in a funk for over a week, i've decided i needed a swift kick in the arse to get out of this mood. since getting my ass physically kicked might hurt, i decided to have a look at my birthday wishlist. i'd forgotten what id asked for and the closer i got to the end of the list, the more my mood lifted.
i asked for some pretty cool stuff this year.
hur hur Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103649745296454862004-12-22T01:18:00.000+08:002004-12-22T01:22:25.296+08:00torn
i can't decide if i should be nice but stupid or evil but clever.
i saw the blue shoes again.
i think i have found love.
gentle reminder: gotten my presents yet? yes, presentssssssssss.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103644591600946032004-12-21T23:52:00.000+08:002004-12-21T23:56:31.600+08:00Season's Greetings
With all the festivities going on, I remember a song my classmate once sang to me in secondary school. It's in broken English but it's still funny.
Juvenile, but funny.
Jingle Balls (sung to the tune of Jingle Bells)
Jingle balls, jingle balls
Hanging on the wall
Big big one
Small small one
Which one do you want?
Big one or small one
Which one do you want?
If you want theWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103634419229492782004-12-21T20:48:00.000+08:002004-12-21T21:06:59.230+08:00it would have been an ass of a day if not for Sting
i had some problems with my subject registration today because the server decided to choke and die. i managed to get most of the slots i wanted though. i was in school from 11.30 to 6pm just trying to register for my subjects.
Hmph.
And on my way back, I stopped by Siglap to return some DVDs i rented. As always, I parked by the side of the Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103556008148833802004-12-20T22:54:00.000+08:002004-12-20T23:24:41.146+08:00what is in a D?
When I got my results last Friday, i was elated. The primary reason for my elation was not because my grades were good but because I had passed all my papers and that meant I will not have to overload next semester. It also means I get to graduate within the stipulated time.
But my bubble of satisfaction decreased rapidly as time passed and people asked how I did for my exams Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103537324399285702004-12-20T17:59:00.000+08:002004-12-20T18:08:44.400+08:00letting go of my youth
in 10 days, i will no longer be 21.
am i excited? not really.
i'm not excited about getting the things i want without having to pay for them either.
the way i feel these days and the grumpy old sod ive been, i don't think i'll have a merry birthday.
oh it's not about getting old, because i already am. i've just got issues. heh heh heh. and deserve a smack for being so Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103438019510572662004-12-19T14:25:00.000+08:002004-12-19T14:33:39.510+08:00The Malaysian Invasion part deux
Part of the reason why I like my cousins from Malaysia to visit us is because they are just very very helpful girls. This means that my load lightens and I don't have to do as much work! Also, their presence means that my mom is in a jolly mood most of the time and that takes the heat off me. It also means that she won't be yelling at me throughout their stay Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103397573761624132004-12-19T02:55:00.000+08:002004-12-19T03:20:07.980+08:00The Malaysian (and Ghostly) Invasion
My aunts and uncles, along with their families, from Johore are here for a visit. It's been hectic these past 3 days but it has also been amusing having them around. They are really quite funny people, in that they are humorous and not that they are weird or anything like that. No no. But because there are 11 of them in all, my bros are sleeping in one room Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103346849717127242004-12-18T13:07:00.000+08:002004-12-18T13:14:09.716+08:00early morning wake-up call
i was rudely awakened this morning at 8.30 am by the Sex and the City jingle playing from under my pillow. It was my ex-colleague calling. Did I mention it was 8.30 am? On a weekend? I would have been annoyed but I was too sleepy to feel so. The conversation went like this:
Me: Ah.
C: You were sleeping ah?
Me: Ah.
C: Oh. I thought you were up doing housework or Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103310081131829832004-12-18T02:42:00.000+08:002004-12-18T03:01:21.133+08:00my day ina nutshell. a rather lengthy nutshell
1. Went for a hair cut at guess where? No, really, guess! You're right. Where else but Auntie Nellie's!
2. Had my scalp almost ripped off my skull by the hands of Auntie Nellie's junior hairdresser, who shall now be known as Brutal Hair Wash Girl.
3. Other than shampoo suds flying and landing all over my face and shirt, the trip to Auntie Nellie Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103253849633201822004-12-17T11:17:00.000+08:002004-12-17T11:24:09.633+08:00argh!
okay, the results were released while i was downstairs peeling kilos and kilos of prawns.
i didn't fail any subject but i also got my first D.
i bet there were sympathy marks involved.
hur hur.
at least i didn't fail, eh?
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103247342659149352004-12-17T09:32:00.000+08:002004-12-17T09:39:38.320+08:00the day love lust physically hurt me
last night, at about 1 am, lina sent me a message telling me that Sting was on tv.
in my excitement, i threw the covers off my body and ran across the room to my TV set. the only thing was, i forgot that i had socks on.
So really, instead of running, I slid across the room and into my dustbin.
My knees hurt.
p.s. my exam results are still not out yet.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103210128051007992004-12-16T23:13:00.000+08:002004-12-16T23:15:28.050+08:00damn school
why oh why haven't they released my results yet?
they'd better do it soon or i'm going to chew through my fingers.
WHY WHY WHYYYYYY!
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103205640546111322004-12-16T21:58:00.000+08:002004-12-16T22:00:40.546+08:00shoutout
Happy Birthday, Lidya!!!
May all your wishes come true...blabla and good crap like that.
Glad to know your boobs haven't gone south!
Hope you had a good day.
Now that all has been said and done...
Don't forget MINE.
hur hur hur.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103204162242980522004-12-16T21:04:00.000+08:002004-12-16T21:36:02.243+08:00this post does not have a heading because i can't think of one.
i'm jittery and nervous. my exam results are due in 3 hours. i'm not actually quite bothered about the idea of failure. the thing that makes me nervous is the implications of my possible failure. if i fail, i'll have to go through ONE MORE semester of Accounting. i'll jump off my balcony.
on second thought, jumping off my balcony Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103129116409524602004-12-16T01:35:00.000+08:002004-12-16T00:46:24.206+08:00planning nightmare
i'm bushed
and all i did was spend 1.5 hours trying to do up my class schedule. i'm such a wuss.
but i really hate planning my time table for school. it's a pain in the ass. alot of thought has to be put into it and there are questions to be asked.
- Can I arrange my schedule such that I'll have a day off from school?
- How long are the breaks in between?
- How many 8.30am Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103117848361285042004-12-15T21:19:00.000+08:002004-12-15T21:37:28.360+08:00hormonal imbalance
ive been a grumpy old sod for two days now. quite a bit of shit going on right now.
i'm also suffering from some kind of skin deformity and sprouting hair in strange places again.
someone needs to invent a full body wax strip that you can just slap on and then rip it off.
instant removal of unwanted hair!
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103047411706474312004-12-15T02:01:00.000+08:002004-12-15T02:03:31.706+08:00Turkey the country
I'm jealous of my friend who's in Turkey right now, and all the delicious food she's having there.
So unfair.
I want a lamb kebab too!
And I don't even eat lamb.
Well, not usually anyway.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103004431498547372004-12-14T14:03:00.000+08:002004-12-14T14:07:11.500+08:00gleeful nausea
i've just received some news that has left me feeling happy yet nauseated.
im happy for the person in question but i feel sick about what this implies for me.
i think i'm going to throw up.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1103002361653856682004-12-14T13:25:00.000+08:002004-12-14T13:32:41.653+08:00a step toward world peace
I think that my mom and I will be able to find peace with each other if only God would grant me psychic meteorological abilities, in that I'd be able to sense when rain is about to fall so I can bring the laundry in.
That, or rheumatism. Or was it arthritis? The one where your joints start to ache in expectation of rain.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102962730218511642004-12-14T02:08:00.000+08:002004-12-14T02:32:10.216+08:00to-do list # 7603
1. Memorize songs from Sting's Sacred Love album before Jan 10
2. Colour-coordinate folded-clothes wardrobe
3. Decide on elective for next semester
4. Decide on class schedule
5. Try not to pass out from anxiety (exam results due on Friday)
6. Get jeans altered so as not to ruin the hem, thanks to short legs
7. Make some really good meatballs
8. Get ass to Borders and look for Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102860197888245572004-12-12T21:24:00.000+08:002004-12-12T22:03:17.886+08:00mod Indian cuisine
I went to an Indian restaurant at Stadium Waterfront for dinner earlier. It was such a pretty restaurant. Dark but pretty. Dark as in you would be guessing the colour of your chicken tikka due to the lack of lighting. However, it was pleasantly dark...you know, romantic. But thanks to my self-diagnosed night blindness, I prefer places where there's enough lighting for me to Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102786406300517492004-12-12T01:21:00.000+08:002004-12-12T01:33:26.300+08:00man in the mirror The Mirror Has Two Faces
i get sad whenever i watch The Mirror Has Two Faces.
sigh.
Poor Barbra Streisand. Jeff Bridges is so ungrateful. Hmph. But so hot!
Well, at least he made up for it in the end.
Watching this movie also means that I'll be singing "I Finally Found Someone" for days to come.
I finally found someone...who knocks me off my feet......
I'm so gay.
Tsk.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102775690339536002004-12-11T22:27:00.000+08:002004-12-11T22:37:12.130+08:00my slightly-smaller-than-normal teeth
i was in the car yesterday when my friend started talking about Jamie Cullum and how she disliked him. According to her, he has short teeth and that makes him look weird. I then told her that it wasn't nice to make fun of the size of people's teeth. I've got small teeth.
She didn't believe me and when I bared my teeth at her, she laughed for 5 minutes.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102704042277638112004-12-11T02:08:00.000+08:002004-12-11T02:40:42.276+08:00a well-spent day
i watched Saw with a friend today and met up with an ex-colleague for dinner after. I had a pretty good day despite forgetting to bring along the peppermint incense i'd bought for my ex-colleague, which was the reason why we were meeting in the first place. ha ha ha.
Saw was great. But I couldn't enjoy it as best as I could because we watched it at Lido, my most hated cineplex.Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102616472721706232004-12-10T02:08:00.000+08:002004-12-10T02:21:12.720+08:00blue
i feel blue.
ive been feeling depressed lately.
i wonder why.
but im quite happy about my new colour-coordinated wardrobe.
:)
and that my source of entertainment will be back soon!
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102516228029070272004-12-08T22:01:00.000+08:002004-12-08T22:30:28.030+08:00my continued dislike for crabs
after craving for chilli crab for days, i finally got my ass to the seafood restaurant to get me some crabs.
and i've decided that i still do not like crabs and that crabs are a pain to eat. Any future cravings for crabs should be ignored because that's just my stomach trying to trick me.
It just seems that the amount of crab meat per crab is just not adequate toWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102504891343957662004-12-08T19:12:00.000+08:002004-12-08T19:21:31.343+08:00a day in a life of a bum
today, I:
Did the laundryFixed breakfast for myselfTold myself what a ninny I was for missing Magnum P.I. Mentally kicked myself for forgetting to watch OprahMentally kicked myself harder for forgetting to watch Oprah when found out that show today was on how to look ten years younger in ten days. I could have been well on my way to looking 12. Damn.Read several pages ofWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102434253541875182004-12-07T23:35:00.000+08:002004-12-07T23:44:13.540+08:00Tiger Cup
i'm showing my patriotism by watching the Tiger Cup match between Singapore and Vietnam.
What about you?
okay, i'm only watching it because they cancelled The Practice and Without A Trace because of this damn match.
Hmph!
It's quite a slow game.
And I think the Singaporean goalkeeper should lower his shorts and stop hiking them up.
I've always wondered, in football, there are Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102413714743494392004-12-07T17:57:00.000+08:002004-12-07T18:01:54.743+08:00birthday wishes
Fabulous birthday wishes to the cowboy-in-denial!
Hope you're having a great time celebrating your birthday, prodding machines and getting your ass bitten by mosquitoes.
:)
I just know you're having an excellent time.
And just because you don't like receiving presents does not mean I don't either. I expect one (or more) on the 30th.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102333891961592122004-12-06T19:18:00.000+08:002004-12-06T19:51:31.960+08:00fish head curry
my mom had this brilliant idea of cooking fish head curry for lunch today. now some of you might think that fish heads are yummy and delicious, well, i'm not one of you. i do not and will not eat heads (no double entendre intended). especially not if their eyes are still attached to the head.
so there it was, and still is, a massive fish head with bulging eyes and bared teeth Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102216428512832712004-12-05T10:34:00.000+08:002004-12-05T11:13:48.513+08:00a drunken request
today i trudged down to my doctor's clinic and to my horror, i found it closed. And it won't be open till the 10th. i wonder if my doctor knew that ive found out about his attempt to kill me and fled the country. hmph.
So, I trudged on, looking for another clinic, when I heard someone say "Excuse me! Excuse me, Miss!" When I turned to see who was calling, an old Indian man Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102179656608698862004-12-05T01:37:00.000+08:002004-12-05T01:00:56.610+08:00at the brink of death, probably
i'm so miserable. my chest and back are aching and i wouldn't be surprised if my bones start creaking soon. ive been sneezing rather violently all day today.
lina mentioned that she heard of long term effects of consuming my flu medication so i'm gonna head down to the clinic tomorrow and ask my doc why he's trying to kill me.
my 17-year-old cousin called me a Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102095139784013522004-12-04T01:20:00.000+08:002004-12-04T01:32:19.786+08:00fyi
girls, you can't have taufik batisah as your mr. jones if you want him.
remember that the song goes:
me and mrs. jones
we've got a thing going on
we both know that it's wrong
but it's much too strong to let it cool down now
we meet everyday at the same cafe
six thirty, i know she'll be there
holding hands, making all kinds of plans
while the jukebox plays our favourite song
we gotta beWindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102079126459783222004-12-03T21:02:00.000+08:002004-12-03T21:05:26.460+08:00hark now hear the angels sing
I love Christmas.
Even though I don't celebrate it.
But during the Christmas season, there are soooo many many many pretty things to buy! Then there are the Christmas sales.
How exciting!
Plus there's also the matter of my birthday being 5 days after Christmas.
But really. Many many many pretty things to buy!
I bought another pair of shoes. I've got a disease.Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1102071811305187152004-12-03T18:46:00.000+08:002004-12-03T19:03:31.306+08:00weather nowcast: dripping sweat hot, and not in a good way
it's such a hot day today although lina says it's raining very heavily at her place. but it's hot here in Marine Parade. i've been sweating all day long and let me tell you that that's just unattractive. but in a way it's good because i'm sweating my fever off. or is it sweating my fever out? hm. well the point is, i no longer have a Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1101991783212374812004-12-02T20:41:00.000+08:002004-12-02T20:49:43.213+08:00leaky faucet
i'm sick sick sick. i think lina worked me too hard last night.
hehehe.
I've got a cold and my body's aching. And when I sniff, my nose makes a creaking sound.
I think I shall lie in bed and sing along to My Prerogative now.
I was very upset that they didn't show the Idol contestants performing that song. Hmph.
Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547152.post-1101966725396251572004-12-02T13:43:00.000+08:002004-12-02T13:52:05.396+08:00the obligatory singapore idol post
heh heh heh.
i'm glad the ching chongers' votes weren't adequate.
well the up side is that the ching chongs can probably look forward to a ching chong album by Sylvester. I quite like the An Jing song he sang.
i wonder if other countries' Idol results made it to the front page of all national newspapers because ours did. It 's quite a reflection on how Windahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12881530391897370589noreply@blogger.com