But It's Better If You Do x Panic At The Disco

Finally, a Saturday.

Free from PBL and EmiratesSingaporeAirlinesAirChinablablabla.

And I'm one heck of a tired girl.

Reallyreally drained and sleep deprived.

Its the fasting month.
So, I can't supposedly suck on sweets to keep me awake, especially when I'm in class.

And on top of everything else, I have a feeling that pimples are gonna start playing peek-a-boo on the face.

Cos I've spotted one already.

The horror.

Let it just stay as one pimple please and go away quickly too!

Aidilfitri's in like 3++ weeks!?

Pffft.

Elective's on Wednesdays.

And I've got me a prettypretty facilitator.

Sammy Arvis.

Yes ladies, the hunkalicious, you-look-oh-so-cute-when-you-grin fac.

But nahhh... He's married with an adorable one year old boy babe.

And oh.

The boy's been really awesomely sweet this entire week.

Reallyyyyyyyyyyyyy lor *gushes*

Sending me all the way to the doorstep of my humble abode (=

On top of being the busybusy during curriculum hours and pretty "sian-ed" after curriculum hours STA dude, I could still count on him to be there with me <3

And honestly, I feel at my most secure state after quite some time.

I adore you (=

Oh yes, bestie luv...

While you were bedridden at Changi General Hospital a few weeks back, your lil cousin, took the opportunity to demand me to take snapshots with him.

And girl, if you do anything stupid to yourself again, I'm gonna personally kill you.

I mean it.

Ok, ignore the act-cute-nessism thingie going on. So wrong.

And that boy, is Neh-nel. Ok, his name is Danial... but he can't pronounce it right...yet. He's a 5-year-old with the understanding ability of a 30-year-old. So, you gotta watch what you say around him.

To him,I'm Kak Chickin.

Yeah, really. Cos we went to Sentosa one fine day long ago, and that Chicky dude from KFC happened to be there. So the name kinda stuck.

Ok, lemme go get off this bed and get started on doing somethin productive.

Happy weekends,people!

If Your Heart's Not In It x Westlife

Been listening to this bloody song by Westlife. Can't help but feel so... "related" to it?

Yerp.

Nobody said it was easy... nobody told me it would be this hard.

Oh well. We'll see what happens.

And I meant it when I said I don't wanna celebrate my birthday this year.

Really.

*on a brighter note*

Lala's blog entry is just toooooo sweet!!!!!
And I can't help but feel that the 2nd last paragraph's for me.
Or is it?
Hehs.
But I didn't cry what... not in front of them, at least.
They laugh with me instead... and they make me chuck aside stuff that makes me sad.

Yes, screw the new mates every semester thing RP practices.
But then again, I wouldn't have met those who made my life loads more fun-ner.

Like in PN0207, my darling UMNOs!

Peemates, we need our daily dose of teh peng 24/7 mates, camwhoring mates, shopping mates, boob and butt squeezing while running up the stairs mates.
And I can so remember how genuinely happy they were for me when he happened to me.
And how we were happy for Iffa when he happened to her.
And mannn... soooo much more great memories.

Then came, E35N.

I can't help but scream "WILLIE LUV YOUUUUUUUUUU!!!" whenever I bump into him. He's the first ever E35N mate for me. Suchan ass at times. But he introduced me to great milkshakes which are like...errr.. orgasmic. FOR REAL.As he calls them, "Shiok shakes!"

Great class... where I met my lovely Dabus. I still don't get why we're "Dabus". We have a common "Dabu language" too... only that I don't speak it. I still don't understand how they understood what each other's yakking about.

And of course,of course,of course... there's PC0107. Where I met my first ever poly mates and where I met Han, too. It was so difficult to say goodbye initially, but yeah, still a few of us who still lookout for each other occasionally.

MIKE TEE!

Wo xiang ni arhhhhhhh.

I'm blessed, can you tell?

Welcome To The Black Parade x My Chemical Romance

I just realised that I have an overwhelming feeling of fondness towards Linda, Lala & Zann.
HAH.
Like, the break get together today was so... heart warming.
The huge neck hugs from Zann... till she started waving me about in her arms.
Lala's teasings, laughter and nonsenses.
Linda being herself... which is ever so entertaining and embarrassing.

And this maknenek Linda... can be so sweet when you need someone to sweeten up your day.
I bet she doesn't even realise it!
Biarchhhhh.
Hehs.

When I told her what I've been considering telling him for the past few days, she freaked out awhile before her crap-mode kicked in.
She cracked me up by saying, "Don't you dare spoil our future!"
"Our" being herself and Mr yodavechow.
She's silly like that.
And the little makan and window shopping session after school with her & her friends made my day.
Even though its something so impromptu and simple, they rescued me from getting zonked out, waiting.


Mango off-shoulders! Esprit button downs! Zara pants! Do. Perks. tees!!
The big bad closet monster has chased all my old clothes out to make room for the new.

Dian & her get paid on the 5th.
And I get paid on the 6th.
And we can go shopping on the 7th.
Cos its a Saturday.

*does a jig*

I'm seriously considering going to Chiang Rai this coming December.
For 2 weeks.
Chiang Rai = Thailand = Shopper's Haven


















Bumped into Lionel...the one from STA.
And when he saw me, he grinned and said, "Hello, Benghan's girlfriend!!!"

And for the first time ever, I felt my heart ache hearing someone call me that.

Doing Too Much x Paula Deanda

E24A.
Taking off Thursday.
With like, 7 malay girls, including myself.
Oh mannn.
Too many malay girls ain't good.
Trust me on this.

One of the facilitators mailed us.
Tek Ming.
To "welcome" us into his class.
Right on.

Finally got myself my wide belt.
Ooooh. Loves.

Pay day's due in 2 days.
Ooooh!!! Manymany loves!!!

Fasting commencing on Sunday... 24th September.
Hari Raya commencing a month after that... 24th October.
And I FINALLYFINALLYFINALLY turn legal 2 days after... 26th October.

The Mother asked what I wanted from her and the Father.
Where do I start, Mother?

too many wants lar.

Yeeehaaawww.


OH YES.
Some random Chinese dude saw Mary-Kate & Ashley somewhereeee near Plaza Singapura.
Oh mannnnn.


THE HORROR.

Wild Wild Wet, here we come!!!

Face Down x The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

In the diary he gave, he jotted, "Whatever's going in here gonna be happy shaits only..."

And I tried, I swore I did.

I don't know where I went wrong.

I don't know how to save it.

I'm giving up now.

Giving up on believing there's happy shaits.

Giving up on believing that someday, somehow things will go back to how it used to be.

Giving up on hoping that reassurance will come knocking on my door once more.

Giving up on trying to assure myself that I'm still his.

I'm just not measured up for this anymore, I suppose.

Apologies aren't enough.

I don't know how to make it up to you.

I don't even feel the distance.

Like, "we" don't exist anymore.

I know you hate it when I'm emo, but yea, you don't have to deal with me.

I don't know how to move or where to go from here.

We can all pretend that this entry doesn't exist at all.

Thank you.

Good night, world.

Just a week ago, you were my baby.

But now I don't even know you at all.

I don't know you at all.

Well,I wish that you would just call me right now.

So that, I can get through to you somehow.

But I guess its safe to say... safe to say.

That today...

I'm officially missin' you.

Guardian Angel x Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

I used to be wowed by planes and loved it when the family went on holidays or when dad's in Brunei or Taiwan and we went to visit him.

I remember the days when the peeps and I went all the way to the airport to study or go to the viewing galleries and just stare at the huuuuugeeeeee landing that planes are towed into and we'd be awed at the hugeness of the planes.

I recall that one time when Beng Han & I went to the airport to look at planes awhile and just have a change from the hustle and bustle of shopping or town.

But now, I'm friggin sick and tired of planes. I see them fly. I see them touch down. I see the turbines spinning. I see them EVERY SINGLE DAMNED DAY.

I'm currently working at the airport, you see. And to date, I've had 8 bruises, 3 mishaps, one of them being falling down from the Megatop's 2nd floor when I collided into a team mate,2 visits to the staff clinic for my spine and knee and the doctor said that at the rate I'm going, my tissues are gonna run dry, 901234823568432435 papercuts and my nail beds and cuticles are HISTORY.

A part of me regretted working. Another part kept reminding me of the ka-ching!!

Even though its not that much, I'll happily take it. Hopefully, for these 2 weeks alone, I could at the very least make a good $400.

I'll be elated =D

Working equates to :

a)No time for myself

b) No time for the family

c)No time for Mr Sim

d)No time for friends

e) No life. No life. No life.

I sleep at 10 p.m. nowadays and its the holidays?! I usually turn in at 4 a.m during semester breaks.

Everyday, I wake up at freakin 5 a.m... and the last time I did that was due to the fact that we were going to Thailand and had to catch a morning flight.

It should be made illegal to enter work at 6.45 a.m.

Another thing about working there is that I've never seen a more makcik/pakcik/mat/minah infested place. The place is overflowing with Malays, can!? I find myself speaking sooooooooo much malay that I ended up asking Zann something in Malay..And she went, "Dabu?". Its soooooo weird to speak so much Malay for me. Like so... not me.

Work is sooo hectic!!! Ok, what I actually do is to check the front pockets of the seats. I must always ensure that all the seats in that particular cabin sector has the puke bag, the safety card, this green health card thingie and 3 magazines. The worse thing is that I've to remember how the arrangements goes for the different planes. Like, for Qantas, the tongue of the freaking puke bag has to freaking hang out, for Qatar Airways, there's only one magazine, then there's Singapore Airlines, Emirates, Silkair, China Airway, Phillipines Airway, Tiger Airways, Cathay Pacific and many many many others.

If its a transit flight, the entire team is given 15 minutes to clear like 45 rows of seats?! And there's about 7 to 8 seats on each row!? Depending on flight!? And sometimes, they don't switch on the blardy aircon!? What's wrong with the world?!

I'm sooooo gonna stop once school start. For now, I'm gonna work hard for the crisps notes.

Roll in the Yusof Ishaks, baby!

"Love is another word for pain"

Or is it?

I wanna kill Cupid & Co.

That flying butt naked babe promised me that Love will make the heart beat just a tad faster, making me experience a couple of happy, fulfilled, loved beats.

At the rate it's beating now, I'm might as well reel over and die cos its stopped.

No, I'm not makin' a comeback from my "Hiatus" session.


Sayonara.

You're killing me softly.

I'll be on hiatus fer now... fer just a tad little while.
Miss me, will ya?
Hehs.

Chasing Cars x Snow Patrol

Ok.

Here goes:

Quoted by the bestie, Tinks :

"ARGHHHH!!KINNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!! HADY WAVED AT ME! HE LOOKED AT ME AND WAVED AT ME!! ARGHHHHH!"

*shakes me strongly, hugs me ,starts jumping around with me still in her arms, then starts running back to Starbucks screaming*

So, the mayhem... as seen by many.

OH, HADYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.

Now, all that madness happened on Saturday. It couldn't have been better! With the peoples... its always crazyyyyy good and I met Hady(!!!!!!) and of course, the long overdued hugs from Tinks =)

Manymany loves.

Sunday was pretty much impromptu. I didn't even know the mini getaway was going to happen. But it was funfunfun. When A'an sat next to me, we had a great laugh talking about the lil cousins lil love rendezvous.

Family wholesomeness, yes?

High-Tea at Century Mahkota left me bloatedandonthevergeofpuking.

And Yan brought along his Oh-so-shy friend, who smiles ALOT and only talks when he's spoken to.

Awwwwww.

Oh, yes. Meet my babe.

She's a lean,mean, tiny,droolingjabberingballoonsqueezingshriekinghair&earringpulling machine.

Last week pretty much left me fulfilled =)

Wednesday was spent cheesecaking with Aunty Germee and Han.

And Friday was spent shopping with the boy...err...the man??

She got herself, her dress top and he got himself, his bag.FINALLY.

SO CHEAP LARRRRRRR. =D

Ended the night, seated at Esplanade's waterfront.

With this couple literally making out behind him.

Go get a room,kids.

Mannnnnnn... I can spend the longest time not talking and just lookin' at you.

Happy 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 months to us =)