HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAY!!~

Kay is 22! right about.... now. happy birthday Kay.

i'm tired and this is going to be a short blog. i can't find my 'hello' program!!! i think some asshole uninstalled it or something. blardy *bleep bleep bleep*

i was thinking of uploading my boy's nice pictures of his hairdo to the previous blog. guess i gotta wait.

anyway, yesterday i finally went to watch mr and mrs smith with JX. i got free tickets! won them from CLEO. so... maybe i should buy more CLEO magazines and take part in those contests. since Ass also said that she wins stuffs from taking part in contests. anyway, i'm digressing. (maybe it's the margarita just now? ah h.a.h.a.) mr and mrs smith is good. quirky couple, but somehow kinda real.. and jolie is damn sexy.

went to meet up with Ass and Kay today to celebrate Kay's birthday. even tho it's tm. we went to... alley bar. i got lime margarita (GOOD!), Ass got china blue (or was it blue china. it's just something blue.), and Kay got soursop sour (which doesn't taste sour or soppy). had helluva chips. free flow. weeeeee.. but uh, i'm starting to feel my throat burnin a little. eh heh heh. maybe it's the little margarita huh.

argh. so late. i gotta sleep.

boy, this life is so exciting. in every blog, i end off saying i need to go and sleep. :(

i know of a little bitch. no, she's a big bitch. i feel like... grabbing her by the neck and shake her to bits!..

grr..

oh, i just got silver nails. wahahahahahaha. *claw* um, nails, as in fingernails. hohoho. corny. oh no, i'm not 'drunk' am i. hee hee heee..

i just need my sleep.

oh no, another week.

argh. monday in a few minutes time.. and i can't believe that i've been to city hall everyday this week.

i went today cos.... i went to the kimage there with my boy. i went to streak my hair... and um, maybe you won't really notice it if you hadn't read my blog. so.... now that you know, the next time you see me, NOTICE my streaks. cos i paid 70 buckeroos for it.

my boy did his hair too. and he wanted to streak WHITE!! so the hairdresser bleached his hair twice but what came out was er, blonde. but well, it looked good anyway. and the hairdresser styled JX's hair till he looked like the dragonball character. that one with the tail sometimes.

my baby looks goooooood. wee weeeee!!

but no one knows that i highlighted my hair too. :(

but again, i didn't want anything too out-of-place; want it natural. so, i stupidly go for subtlety that costs 70 bucks. weeeehhh...

ah haha.. but what the heck la. better to be safe than sorry. i wanted red actually, but i chickened out and opted for brown.. cos the hairdresser said that it'll be better for my black face. (black face?)

tomorrow's my mommy's birthday.......

and thursday's Kay's birthday.. haven't got Kay anything yet. oops. Kay, don't be bored, once that Ass is back from singapore, we'll be out celebrating your birthday! anyways, did you hear of Eski-bar? i don't know how that's spelt, but i heard from my boy that it's a bar that is sub-zero degrees. cool right. the place is cold enough to see mist puffing in front of you when you talk. let's go there! the price of alcoholic drinks is still reasonable. i heard that it's like 2 or 3 bucks more than the normal price. you gotta understand that their electricity fees must be skyrocket high. they'll get you winter wear once you step in. wow right? and if you bring your own winter wear, you'll get discount!

this week's expenses is gonna be oh-my-god.

o no, i gotta go sleep. good night!

a sad weekend

and tomorrow, i already gotta work. argh. what weekend is this?!

this sucks. this totally sucks..

everything's like so....................... #$%#%@#@*!!! ...doesn't help that the weather is looking really gloomy.

i'll be strong. tomorrow will be a better day.

..why not make it later? YEAH!... &^%@*!!! everything!!!

if life has a neck, i'll be throttling it.

surprise my blog is still active after i start work?

yah. especially when i'm facing the computer the whole day. i'm still at it when i'm back home at night. blogging.

yes, Ass, i'm a chao blogger.

anyway, my red jacket hasn't got any gold buttons. and it's too big for me. making me look like ru-hua plus the shoulder pads and all. or Kay, since you don't know who's ru-hua, just imagine me in retro-style.

haiya, but who cares, no living being except those wearing the same red jackets and my boss will see me in it. if you think you see me in one, yes, you're imagining it.

getting used to work. did i say that the food there sucks? yeah. to the core. 2 days at it, and i'm convinced that i already don't have anything to eat! but my sweet boy bought me lunch from his workplace, and then took mrt down to my workplace! today, we ate by the roadside like it's raffles place near the square. he bought japanese food for me. teriyaki chicken bento set. even if the food taste bad, i'm damn happy. but the food tasted really good anyway. anytime 10 times better than the best food at my workplace. heard that this jap foodstall/restaurant is really famous or something, cos there's always a long queue for it.

JX said he's going to pack lunch for me everyday till he's no longer working and has to go off to school. *sniff* i'm so touched... thanks dear!

o yah, the highlight of today is.................... (drumroll)

the attempt murder of a fat rat. there was this rat loitering around the corridor outside my house and my dad was making a big hoo-ha. last night, mommy and i saw the rat peeking into our house at our doorstep! my mom shrieked cos she was the nearest to the door. i saw the tiny head poke in for a while before darting away. isn't it cute? haha. but anyway, daddy went out and started banging things around and had a good mind to catch it that way. JX was around too and they both tried luring it out. it was pretty fun actually. i was standing around trying to catch a glimpse of mickey mouse.

they lost it yesterday anyway. it suddenly disappeared.

but today! daddy saw it again when he was going out for a smoke, and he was shouting again. and said: "we gotta close the door! we gotta catch it! it's such a big rat! it might be a female! and it might bear little mice in our house and that's it! we won't ever going to get rid of the mice in our house!.."

once, the rat ran just before me and my female instinct kicked in and i just screamed. loudly. ah h.a.h.a... my neighbour was alerted (not by my scream but my daddy... and no he wasn't screaming) and he joined in the scavenger hunt for mickey. JX came at the same time, and he rolled up his sleeves to join in too. my neighbour armed with a broom, my dad with pan and a stick that prolly belonged to a broom or mop, and my boy equipped with just a plastic bag over his hand, they attempted to bring mickey down.

and they did. it was really quite hilarious actually.

the rat was hiding in a potted plant. mickey was clever to dig into the sand and try hiding in the dark. anyway, when the torch shone into the pot, it tried escaping and it was darting just before JX's eyes. (ok; daddy is a sizeable man, an average man, looking pretty strong. JX is tall and fast. and my neighbour is.. rather small. but.... who got mickey?

PIAK! my neighbour hit mickey squarely with his broom as mickey darted past JX and my dad! i was thinkin, "Damn! he's good with that! he should be a batter at baseball or something." i think mickey saw stars. i could almost see the stars above its head. i saw it struggle, that poor thing. and then it started to gain consciousness and everyone starts panicking. and my neighbour held it down with the broom and i saw mickey kicked and struggled for its life. i felt so sad and sorry for it. JX was feeling worse i guess. cos he was the one with the plastic bag, he took mickey by its tail and trapped it in a shoebox. then we all hear it squeaking. i was so sad. it was merely a rat trying to survive. and when it came to visit us, it prolly was just greeting us cos he's a new neighbour.

my neighbour anyway, was trying to keep the box lid down and everything. tied it up in a plastic bag and shaking the box. mickey's surely in concussion. or... dead. it was sad.. JX and i walked the last journey with mickey. down to the lift landing, and into a bin. (cos they're afraid that if mickey is not dead, it'll bite its way out) i hope mickey's not dead.

anyway.. this episode kinda brought us closer to the neighbours. haha. kinda nice and funny. since the government is trying to promote neighbourly ties among singaporeans living next to each other, prolly they could plant rats around corridors. this works.

my blogs are getting boring because i don't have a life

i'm tired. mentally, physically. tired. especially the first day - wobbling around in heels the whole day is tedious like mad. they were cramming what i gotta learn all at a go.

help.

well, but i've decided to leave my heels and pants at work! so no more charlie's-angel-wannabe. ah haha. i wore my 3/4s and flats there today. it seems that it's the culture there to change clothes before and after work anyway. how fun..

anyways, i've got my first meeting yesterday. i found out, they frequently have meetings. AFTER WORK! like every alternate mondays, on the first saturday of the month (that will extend till 5PM!) and the last friday of the month. why isn't there OT pay? shouldn't be meetings be held during office hours, unless urgent cases? and no, the meeting yesterday was not urgent at all.

at least they provided dinner.

the food at the workplace was horrendous. colleagues told me that they'd slimmed down after working there. from pressure, yes. and bad expensive food. wa. this sounds really bad.

haiya, nothing to blog about.

ying! this thur ah! dinner!

friday's supposedly a company's gathering with its clients. but uh. heh. it's my baby's and my anniversaryyyyy.. so i'm giving it a miss and hope the boss won't notice my absence.

shhhh..

the last sunday of my life

and i woke up at 0615.

happy father's day.

spent the entire day in NUS today. i'm tired. oh, and i found out, i'm somewhere in the mid-rank of the female archers. applaud for me please. it's pretty a good comeback for an injured and 6-mth-defunct archer, yes?

ah.. why i bother to blog.

o.. i know. cos i'm going to start work tomorrow!! gahhhh! you know, i'm in some sorta denial. am i really going to start work? it can't be really true right? ya, maybe i'll wake up tomorrow thinking, why am i waking up so early for? and go back to sleep.

i hope everything goes well. booooooooohoooooooohooooooooohooooooooo...

long long day.

this is another quickie. tiring day.

after the long, draggy competition, my boy and i taxied down to junction 8 to have a meal with my parents.

my daddy met us after a visit to his sis's place. he seemed a little drunk today. or maybe drunk with happiness that i'm actually giving him a treat. but he seemed beer-drunk too.

ah.. i managed to finish the competition! with a decent score. i mean, not too bad. i expected a lot worse. but there was an end i manage to hit a full score! 30/30! X, X, 10!! ah haha. den a few terrible ends, but on the whole. yeah. still not that bad. at least i'm not the last.

considering i've been seriously training for this competition for a week only, it was kind of a miracle.

the competition's a drag tho. it was supposed to end at 5, but it only rounded up at 7.30. everyone's complaining - hunger, tiredness, boredom. and oh ya, the temperature too. it was really stuffy in the hall cos the aircon broke down.

tomorrow's a really early day. gotta reach NUS by 8AM. ahh..

quickie.

this gotta be a quickie cos i need to sleep soon! tomorrow's my archery competition!! throw face day.

anyway, i've been shopping yesterday and today. spent so much money. argh. and oh. yah. i went to have my hair cut at REDS yesterday eventually.

and yah, i did say "look at me and tell me what cut will suit me?" to the hairdresser. the hairdresser was stunned but gave me some suggestions after i said no short hair cos i wanta tie my hair up for sports. okie. so... in the end, i look like a mushroom head. ok, i looked better when i stepped outta the salon. cos they blew my hair, made it neat. now, i don't know what to say.

i look like Ass, come to think of it. the hairstyle is almost the same! okay, at least her hair's straight. and blonde.

i'm a big black mushroom.

wish me luck for tm. i hope i can come home with some little dignity. ah hahaha.

gonna treat my boy and family to dinner tomorrow! kinda celebrate me landing a job, and daddy's day. so maybe the day won't end so bad!

another thing...

i want to do, is to cut my hair with my boy. difficult, since he needs to cut his hair more frequently than i need. and his favourite hairdresser's at choa chu kang - he said that it's the place where they'll know the exact style he wants. but the last few times he went, he was really dissatisfied with his too-short hair and was complaining about them. i wonder why he still returns to them.

i would like to try having my hair cut by maxine in the kimage school. i was telling my boy we hafta let her try cutting our hair one day. cos i heard that she's like born with a pair of scissors in her hand or sth. my mom and sis couldn't stop singing praises of her when they returned with new hairdos. not really for my mom, cos no matter how she tried to change the hairstyle, she manages to look pretty much the same.

i wanted to have my hair cut today. my hair's unkempt, and maybe a cut of hair signifies something. like a transitional change in my life you know? i was even asking Kay and Ass last night whether i'm going to do something stupid, like let her cut my hair into something that i look stupid in. saying, "i trust you, maxine. look at me. and cut the hair that you think will fit me best." do i have that much trust in someone i haven't seen before? no. i think i'm just suicidal. (but if i'm really suicidal, i don't think i should choose the hairdresser.)

but well, i called up this morning. and too bad. she resigned. i won't know if i'll look great or stupid. and now, i don't know whether i should have my hair cut. i heard from Ass that the last time she went to kimage school, they were experimenting and having classes on her hair for about 5 hours. sounds like something that i could really waste time at.

yes, Kay, blog titles are stupid.

you won't see me in a red jacket.

and if you happen to think you see me in a red jacket (i think there were golden buttons), you're imagining it. don't insist when the person refuses to acknowledge you. makes things easier.

and if you happen to see me in an all black attire, don't come forward too. i'm on a runaway from a burglary.

hahaha.

boy, this sucks. big time. i can't believe that my holidays have suddenly just ended. i've yet to do what i really want to do..

1) cycling
2) clubbing (minus getting drunk)
3) drinking that lamborghini (is it how it's spelt?) - that flaming drink
3) walking around singapore aimlessly (but maybe i'll do just that tomorrow or friday..)
4) going to the beach
5) going to a theme park with my boy - i've always thought that theme parks are romantic at night
6) drinking at some pub with Kay and Ass - on Kay's birthday yes? this is on right?
7) overseas trip with JX - if there's still bangkok in july
8) something crazy. like running away after stealing a bag of apples from fairprice.
9) going to chinatown with my boy
10) to watch a (R(A)) play.. (HAHA)
11) i just can't think of any right now. but there are tons.

goodbye life. i'll miss u.

at 16:17 today....

they called and.... i got the job!!!!

eeeeheeeeeheeeeheeeeeeee....

shit, i'm starting work on monday.

Kay, i owe you some money right.

back from my 2nd interview today (and a Vietnamese lunch with my boy).

i still don't know what's the outcome right. the Boss said, "i'll contact you even before you reach home", when i asked when will he notify the selected ones. i've reached home, so now what? ok, he said latest by 5 o'clock today. (what, no nap?)

...wait...

i've turned up my handphone to a deafening volume. in case i doze off.

...wait...

what are the chances that i will get selected?

...wait...

does he need a whole afternoon to decide whether he'll keep all of the four he interviewed today?

...wait...

did i mention that the employees in that company wear all black? black pants (shit, it's difficult to find the right pair of pants that fit nicely) with a black top. and then the company will provide a RED jacket. his reason to such standardization was that it helps the employees save money. riiight.. so that's no need for shopping for me. i can wear the same black top and pants for one week and no one in the world will know.

...wait...

if i get selected, i'll be starting work next monday already! hell, that wasn't much of a time to celebrate huh. or to get mentally prepared. this week is burnt for the upcoming competition this weekend.

...wait...

i saw a senior from my junior college working there! and i heard, she is married for a year already, and she's 4 months pregnant! and she's 23 only. she seems really happy though. and said that she could feel the foetus move at times. wow.

...wait...

rainy morning. and i was late. had to take a taxi down.

...wait...

heels are evil things. the pair i wore to the previous interview intended to eat my feet. after i wrapped my pinkie toes with handiplasts, they decide to eat my big toes. i was duck-walking everywhere, even though i tried my very best to uphold my dignity. i didn't think i was looking too glamorous. i was looking hungrily at some slippers from Bata, thinking i could prolly wear them home instead. but instead, i just plastered my toes. handiplasts are cheaper. i got home with blisters so huge they look like the bubbles on the bubble foam plastic sheet. i wore my mom's covered heels today, they're rather good and seasoned. but towards reaching home, my toes were getting squashed in the front. i've ugly feet to start with, but with heels, i think they're going to get deformed.

...wait...

...wait...

hai.. it's almost 4!

...wait...

...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

GAAAAHHHH!!!!!

i had a horrible start of the day today. and i had marks on myself to account for that.

it's going to be a long day today. after meeting with Kay and Ass in the afternoon, i'll be rushing off in the evening to go for my archery training. hugging the buddha's leg? maybe. saturday's my competition already. while others are competing with their scores, my main objective is to complete the competition still in one piece. pathetic right? i hope my back won't get cranky these few days. can't afford to...

among the gloom, there is a teeny weeny bit of light. i got a 2nd interview tomorrow! that means i got a higher chance of getting that job, yes? i'm keeping my fingers crossed.

but... the thought of working already, brings me back to gloom. no more wandering aimlessly from room to room at home. no more meeting up in broad-daylight-weekdays with my buddies or my boy. as Ass said, no more stayovers! and no more 12 hours of sleep each day. no more lazing in bed. no more free days. gaaahhhhhhh...! (did i complain about my boredom of having nothing to do during my holidays a few days ago?) i miss school life. terribly..

....better not complain. what if the job runs away?

haiya..

the epitome of sexiness.......

gotta be jolie! minus the red boots tho.

isn't jolie the ultimate sex symbol? i think she's sexy, Kay thinks so too. great body, tousled long dark hair, a perpetual arch in her brow (that looks really condescending) and (erm) pouty lips.

woo... she's armed! sex appeal upped.

tomb raider and now mrs smith. is there something about women with guns? cos i thought that milla jovovich in resident evil kinda belonged in the same league. milla's the orange-haired girl from the 5th element.

but again, i don't really feel that way for the charlie's angels. even if they wield guns with their toes. they kick butt, but not sexily.

she looks good here, but eh, i thought she looks like J.Lo in this pic.

brad pitt spoilt that picture, move away! uh, whoop. i'm perfectly straight. really. only that i think keanu reeves is better-looking than brad (this is not an attempt to salvage my sexual orientation). but i have yet to think that any hollywood guys are sexy. my guy's sexier than any of them.

Kay thinks that this hugo boss(?) model is manly and prolly sexy though. Ass and I thought otherwise. and then Kay will go 'tsk!' and get fixated with the ad running on tv. you know, that ad in a manual grill lift, and shot from the viewer's perspective. its setting is kinda dark, and this guy is looking at you seductively (but all i was looking at were his crowfeet and dry skin around his eyes). and then! the guy fiddled with the 'stop' button on his side without taking his eyes of you. the lift came to an abrupt stop and then he stepped towards you with an attempt of a sexy move. Kay, on normal days, you would be scared if you're in a lift, and could you imagine being stuck in a lift with a guy like him who looks kinda perverted? ok, maybe you'll like it cos you fancy him. for me, i'll scream like a siren. after crowfeet-eyes nears upon me, and i could see clearer, i'll prolly scream louder. Kay, you gotta imagine it without the ad's background music.

ya, the ad could be looked at in the perspective of his lover. but uh.. eee... ok, to each her own.

my boy got me...

flowers! last night. out of the blue. and popped the bouquet out when i least expect it. my sweet baby. muahh.. it's beautiful dear. blue rose amidst other little flowers. and as Kay (as she prefers to be called rather than 'K') would prolly say, BLUE roses are unnatural. but ya, i still like them. look!

aren't they pretty..?

i like daisies too. white daisies... but more often than not, people mistake them for flowers for the dead. and i remembered Kay got me daisies for my birthday when i was in secondary school. and the daisies are red and orange... and huge. and i had a vague recollection of them having rotten stems, so they were like droopy and wilting. were they..? quite funny. cos Kay was saying, "i only know you like daisies, but i don't know what kind!" but Kay! that was a very sweet moment. that was the first time, any one (!) got me flowers!

sweet. so simple too.

you wonder, what's with flowers that girls adore... it's not like they cannot live without them. but upon receiving them, they go "awww". sometimes. maybe, flowers make the girls feel appreciated? indicating that the guys (or anyone actually) bother to choose flowers for them.

on the side note, i'm not that a girly girl. i'm fine with not receiving flowers on a frequent basis, but ya, anyone likes to feel pampered! once in a while, this perks up the romance bit. unless, unless, the flowers are meant to make up for something.

i'm no PARIS HILTON!

FUNNY!

do you know, it didn't even occur to me that 'simple life' is the name of the reality dumb show featuring that bimbotic paris hilton and her mentally-challenged friend!! until K pointed it out.

o no! no!! i'm not trying to be paris hilton!!!!

this is not a hate-blog of hilton.

i'm just a simple girl, living a simple life. just as it is, s.i.m.p.l.e. l.i.f.e. goodness, even the phrase 'simple life' has negative connotations to it. like, so 'hiltony'. thanks to the two dimwits.

on the other hand, paris hilton is rather pretty. ya, she IS pretty. but not to be seen right squarely in the face. S thinks that she's a slut for posing that lewdly on GUESS adverts. but, that's her selling point right. who would take a second look if she's dressed up properly (that is, without either a bottom and/or top and/or bra and/or panties missing), and posing with her legs together? speaking of which, did you catch her sex video? hiak hiak.

bottomline: no, in no way, is this blog in any way, linked to hilton. perhaps except for this blog. arrrgh. and no, i'm not like her! ya, i'm not that pretty and not as rich, but i'm not as dimwitted. quite positively.

my last loooooooooonnnnnnnng holiday

it has been so loooong since the first day of my holidays........ getting damn bored. no job yet. waiting for replies. i don't know if this is a blessing. once i start work, i don't think i can ever slack the way i am slacking right now. butttttt.. i'm DAMN BLOODY BORED! everyone's at work. i'm home alone. facing a computer all day. wonder why didn't i start a blog earlier to have at least 'someone' to talk to. and napping here and there if the bed looks inviting enough. going for jogs. haiya.

went to bali right after my exams ended. didn't waste too much time. shopped quite a bit there. went water rafting. went for a spa and a pedicure there. got quite a bit of tan. (but soon to be lost, if you read on) i missed JX a lot.

evening on bali beach

the weekend i got back, my mom treated my whole family and JX and my sis's boy (then?) to dinner at Garlic Restaurant. kinda like my 'birthday dinner celebration' kinda thingy. it was nice.. everyone there. a special kinda feeling. but, DON'T EVER GO THERE! the food is expensive. and the name of the restaurant is misleading! there's nothing really garlicky about the dishes. ok, they have garlic ice-cream, but i didn't really care for it. a scoop costs like a few bucks. it's around esplanade. don't go there!! then that night, met JX's colleagues and then popped down to a pub with all of them.

not long after i returned to singapore, i came down with a high fever. doc suspected it to be dengue fever. felt like crap. had that diagnosed on my 22nd birthday. lucky JX was around. i slept my birthday away. while JX took the greatest care of me. and K and S came around to visit me. and got me a little cake and luminous underwear. cheered me up a hell lot.

bali: lunch, tea and dinner. all mac's. little wonder i had tonsillitis.

it turned out to be tonsillitis. not dengue. so for a week, i could barely eat anything. hell, i barely wanted to swallow my own saliva. eventually, i got ok. but i gotta be wary of what i eat. no more fried food and er, chocolates. er.. but i haven't been really mindful. so... heh. i can't imagine removing my tonsils in a operation. recovering from THAT, is bound to be nowhere near removing 4 wisdom teeth at the same time! at least i could swallow my saliva when i couldn't eat, and have such swollen cheeks that chipmunks will hang their cheeks in shame. i didn't even have a chin! ok, i'm digressing.

and all these while.. JX is working his ass off. i miss him.. so it's me alone wandering from room to room at home almost everyday.

anyway, after i kinda recovered from the damn tonsillitis, i went for a karaoke session with K and S. i came out of home finally. and the tan from bali was barely there anymore. hm. and singing with mikes seem weird.

and had dinner at nydc with my dear. and waha, i had this dessert. some cheesecake. with a small PITCHER of chocolate! and was it chocolate ice cream. i could not remember. i was more fixated with the pitcher of chocolate. i thought i heard my tonsils giving out muffled screams at the back of my throat as they drown in chocolate. weee.

at a JB restaurant. er, i forgot where.

and....S's pretty sis! ..no, not the one behind.

and we went shopping at JB. along with S's sis. ate a lot. the food there is damn cheap. and i'm not talking about the roadside foodstalls but restaurants and food stores in malls. cakes, pretzels, and i heard sushi was really cheap too.

went for the star wars movie. JX got a pair of free movie tickets. the movie was kinda crappy.. but it's free!

then.. then... nothing already! stayed over at K's place a couple of days ago. and S was saying that it would be our last stayover. since she and I are going to come out to work, we won't have the time. kinda sad to think about it. we reminisced a bit. and flipped some photos.

and JX got very ill. he's overworking himself.. working OT almost everyday. even though i see him every night, i miss him. i miss him in the holidays more than during our school term. i go meet him a couple of times during his lunch time.. but....... not enough!

archery indoor competition is coming up soon. and i am not training like how i used to train in the past. where's my bloody drive? i think it went away, when my back decided to collapse. fear took its place. aaaahhh..

i don't know what to look forward to. there's nothing!! ok, JX was saying something about a trip to bangkok in july. but it's not confirmed either. oh ok - father's day, mommy's birthday, K's birthday, daddy's birthday. and my 1 year anniversary with my baby on july 24th. : ) but they seem so far off.. meantime.. i'll just rot.

so bloody depressing......... listening to the songs in my pc all day i got so sick of them....

i'll go nap la. or.. read a book. hm.. and go for a jog later..

Where's my family?

ya. sad right. no pictures of my family. i haven't had a picture with my family members for a long long time. ...wait, i think i had some taken by my uncle on my 21st birthday. but my cranky computer gave up on me one day without much warning and then.. there went all my pictures. the computer brought them down with it to its grave.

and ya, my family doesn't have a digicam. but my daddy was feeling generous i think. he was tellin me to go shop for one, and tell him the price. and he'll gimme the money to get it!..

YEH...

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

my buddies! left: K, right: S.

they have been my buddies for.. er, almost 10 years. i love them both!! they have been the greatest. friends whom i feel totally comfortable in my own skin... breasts. haha.

My Man

i love him.

i met my boy in the most special way. both of us are archers, and we 'met' during a competition - rival institutes. it was amazing!! i'm glad things happened the way they did. it never ever would dawn on me that something that beautiful could happen to me. i love you baby!

rainy boring day

was at K's house along with S yesterday. and K was obsessed with reading other people's blogs. and i realized yesterday that she herself has a blog! how can i be kept outta da loop on this one right. what, the in thing now is blogging. no more Dear Diary. S said she wanta be my editor or columnist or something. for my blog. told me to write one. i've been wanting to start on one actually, but never been around to REALLY do it.

plainly, just simply lazy.

have yet to got a job yet after graduating, i've all the time in the world. but again, these few days have been hell. problems. i like to write tho. writing unloads problems.

i'm wondering if i should put up pictures on my blog, make it really personalized. hm. and S was going, "what? you're going to do a private blog?" no name, no face. that's safe ma, S. i can talk about anything in the world without a care. (but i heard that people can get sued for spouting things on their blogs) on the other hand, i'll like to look back on this blog a few decades later and see what i'd written when i was young (or not-so-young). like prolly naive and minute things.

K and S are my best of friends. i know that at the back of my mind, they will be there any time i need someone to talk to. this gets mushy, but i can't imagine a life without these two buddies of mine.

JX's my boy. he loves me and i love him dearly. you know, suddenly i decide that i will put up pictures! of me, my buddies and my love and my family. glorify these days! these are the people, who make my life so complete, i don't think they know.

this first blog starts off with a tinge of... sadness. ya, PROBLEMS. family ones. but ya, take it easy!! take it eassyyyyyy!!!! no point dwelling!!! live life to the fullest! too short to be unhappy! boy, i feel better already.

i think i'll just go take a jog now.