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This is the story of a girl who fell from the top of the world.

Friday, August 25, 2006

BUY NEW SHOES~~ 

There are a few things that can make girl *in general* happy. That includes buying new shoes. I haven't gotten a pair *the new adidas in Melbourne not counted cos I needed them* of shoes in a long while, particularly nice, dressy shoes.

So today, since
Founder of Buangsters is relatively free, we went over the causeway to "collect chops for our passports"(JL. Koh, 2006). Anyway, everywhere was so damn hot la... but it was a fruitful trip nonetheless. I bought 3 tops, a pair of dressy shoes, some pills, some magazines and some ointment. And we had sushi *which was really disappointing la* and Secret Recipe. hur hur.

So yeap, here is a preview of my nice, nice shoes which
Coins thinks is quite not me. Yah, I think I was manipulated by you-know-who when I bought it. hur hur. OK la, they are really pretty la, and I do like to look at them.



And here is what Coins said:

aza aza fighting!!!!! says:
tatz ur new shoes
.I am cute like Goodluck Bear says:
yeah lo
.I am cute like Goodluck Bear says:
I wil blog it den u can see bigger
aza aza fighting!!!!! says:
heh.... nice... v different from ur usual ones
aza aza fighting!!!!! says:
makes ur feet lk very "gu niang"
.I am cute like Goodluck Bear says:
WAHAHHAHAHA

Anyway, I don't exactly like the 'gu-niang' word but thanks, I think you meant that as a compliment *it better be*. So anyway unlike most of my friends who buys 'gu-niang' shoes that hurts the feet, I buy
shoes like these:
and these:

and hardly anything like what I bought today. And before these, back in those days when I was still in school uniforms, it was all these:
And I moved on to flip-flops and sports sandals in Uni cos' you can go around bare-footed and nobody cares *ok, maybe the kaypo curious people would stare*. I don't like dressy-gu-niang shoes because they are so-NOT-me and so-NOT-comfortable and so-NOT-cheap.

I guess my feet ain't accustom to 'gu-niang' shoes and I hardly got the opportunity to wear 'gu-niang' shoes. So whenever I have to wear nice, dressy shoes, these are my most practical solution. hur hur. Presenting you my trusty Dr. Mart and Esprit loafers:



On your left: Dr. Mart that I lusted for at least 5 years before buying them.
On you right: Esprit loafers *we even got the same name!!* I bought at a sale before my card expired and they never inform me.

They are not that comfortable either.

I don't know how I could just go on and on about my smelly shoes. That amazes me. I guess I am a typical girl who *heart* shoes afterall whether they are 'gu-niang' or not.

So anyway, Malaysian sale is going on. The exchange rate now is 2.32 caaaan!!!!!

There was something I wanted to blog about before I started talking about my smelly shoes. Guess the odour must have blocked out everything. HAIYA.

Oh, I went to the library with Founder of Buangsters after our 'chops-collecting' activity. I could not remember the title of the books I read. I think I should do book reviews like Coins. I want to remember books I read so that when people ask me what kind of books I read or who's books I enjoy reading I can you know, answer them and sound like a learned being? Smart and sophisticated and knowledgeable, you know?

Haiya. I want to sleep already. More about big big issues like Humanity and Philosophy next time.

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Friday, August 18, 2006

SO anyway... 

We had dinner at New York yesterday and boy was it crowded or was it crowded.. They actually cancelled our reservation cos we were late.. but it's only 10 minutes wat... working people are very busy one you know...

So anyway everyone was talking about work and related stuffs and I can't help but feel a little.. lonely? When is my job coming? I was telling Daph, there should be some kind of central planning system for job allocations as well. Like, "ok, you can talk, you shall go be a newscaster" or "ok you can cook, go be a chef" or "ok, you are useless, you can be a loafer and maybe promoted to a taitai", you know? So maybe I can get to be a chef or taitai or something. hur hur.

There's no escape to office politics when it comes to jobs. Yesterday one of our classmates was telling us the kind of mental *I would call it abuse* challenges he faces each and everyday. Then he goes on saying "I am quite ok la, I just eat a sweet and I will be happy in an hour". GOSH. CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHERE TO BUY THAT KIND OF SWEETS??? Then I don't have to worry about where to get happy pills and just eat all the sweets I want. As and when I want. So anyway, I'm sure people raise their voices or speak in harsh tones, but not EVERYDAY right. SO anyway, it is good that he can take those shit in stride la, that is seriously quite admirable..*now where's that magical candy???*

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me?" I hope I can say that when it is my turn. No, I want to skip my turn caan? So anyway, feeling motivated, I tried to be as pleasant as I can to my student today during tuition. Even though I was truly madly deeply tired. I shall try harder X89491321316161 times tomorrow since I have 2 tuitions tomorrow. hur hur. Yah like Doreee said, we should try to be nicer. I wonder how is her resolution coming along. hur hur.

Another Bhavani said something that hit me like.. "a bolt of blue?" She was like listing the reasons why she will not have kids and one particular reason was so strongly etched on my mind. "you never know when you will grow fat la". That is like so true la.. A year ago, I was like 7kg lighter. And then the
a trip to the chalet at Novena and an increase in my dosage, and I could only watch helplessly as my G-factor soar like some bullish stock in Dow Jones or something. Yah, you never know when you will grow fat. Actually I should have anticipated that since that's the side effect of those white stuffs but you know, having taken that for so long, you won't remember so much of it. It's just like rice to me now, if you get what I mean. So anyway, the swimming did not help and I guess I have to make do with tighter pants and "more fitting" tops and moonier-faced pictures. *I still do love swimming* hur hur. Yah, you never know when you will grow fat. Ya, so when you see me, DO NOT TELL ME I GREW FAT-TER. I know, so unless you can cut those excess like how Langyi tried to do to herself when she was young-er, keep your concern to yourself. I don't appreciate it. TRULY MADLY DEEPLY.

Yep it was fun meeting up with my classmates last night. I treasure every time we meet up cos' I believe in time to come, less and less people will turn up as we get busier and busier. Thanks for the wonderful times and all the best to you peeps~

ok. I shall go catch up on my sleep for now. I look like Hello Panda more than Goodluck Bear today. Oh anyway, my
stranger-acquiantance-good friend-shelter-whateverrrr told me that my msn nick is very disturbing. I think he is just jealous cos' I am cute like Goodluck Bear. He... he can be Hulky, together with Gwyn-the-Hulkress and her Hulkress-loving boyfriend.. hur hur. Maybe his girlfriend aka my no. 1 or no. 2 fan *they haven't settle THAT dispute yet*. can be... Hulkie. Hulky and Hulkie. I shall refrain from typing anymore before I get shot. Goodnight la. Hulk clan. whahahahaaha.
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WAH SHIT 

I must always remember that I need 12 hours of sleep. I will die if I get only 5. SO, I should never attempt to do stupid things like sleep at 1 plus and wake up at 6.30. It can be fatal.
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Thursday, August 17, 2006

Goodluck Bear 

NABEH. Gwyn called be Hulk just because I like green and have green crocs *along with many other green things*. NO. You cannot call me Hulk because it is ugly *like you*. I am more adorable. Like Keroppi or Goodluck (Care)Bear. You can call yourself or your boyfriend Hulk if you like that name. Thankyouverymuch. hur hur.

Anyway, I am in the office now working with EXTREMELY messy reports. I hate numbers and reports.

Anyway, with regards to the previous post, thank you friends for your concern. Actually it's fine lah. Not so pain already though I still feel the strain. Apparently there is a bruise underneath my skin*according to my NEW doctor* and she asked me to massage it to make it heal faster. So anyway now my body aches because you know, you have to change your posture so as not to stretch that arm and stuffs, but generally I am ok lah.. I still can go for dates and work and tuition and eat and stuffs. hur hur. But I don't know if I can swim. I WAN TO SWIM~~!!

Anyway I will not be working here from Thursday next week, NO, not because I got a perm job. But I just want to use some time to do the things I want to do *like swim* before I really get a job and become a.. corporate bitch. SO yah, if you want to swim after Wednesday, you can call me la. I love the thought~~~

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Saturday, August 12, 2006

OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!!! 

My left arm is injured. Not exactly injured injured cos' there's no visible sores and stuffs. But still I can't straighten my left arm cos' whenever I tried or accidentally did that, it hurts. Like something is tearing under my skin. So my arm is like 90 degree all the time. Unless I forget and try to reach out for things like what I did and then hurt myself.

Anyway I was at TTSH againf or my blood test. And when the nurse poked the needle into the usual spot, you know your inner arm, around the elbow area, I immediately felt a sharp pain in where my 'injury' is, which is in the middle of my lower-inner-arm, if you get what I mean. I had to not-exactly-scream to ask her to pull it out. And I was really really close to tears, I could feel my tears even as I was explaining to her. It was as if someone stabbed a knife into that spot. Anyway, the hurt did not go away till now. Everytime I straighten my left up, it felt as if something is tearing up inside. Maybe my blood vessels will burst and I will die of.. bursting blood vessels. SHIT. Well, I hope it heals by tomorrow cos' it's not very comfortable. And my momma says I should complain cos' I always kena silly things like that. The last time I got blue-black that lasted for weeks. Well, I don't think it's the nurse's fault lah.. but I think the blood test room could really use some extra hands lo.. she did not even have time to see what is wrong cos' there were simply too many people waiting. The other nurse did not even have time to go pee, can you imagine? Anyway she poked another arm and sent me off. WHAT IS WRONG UNDER MY SKIN?? Anyway I will ask my new doctor or Wednesday if it is not well. It better be well.

Meeting CHoo and Jas tomorrow. hur hur. And I got tix to watch Forbidden City. YAyeee~

Oh anyway I've been to CNBC for interviews. I usually do not tell people about things like that cos' I tend to jinx things. But this time, since like so many people found out, I might as well announce it to the whole world. Yes, that is my latest interview. I am not sure if I will get the job. Maybe this will jinx it once again. hur hur.

Ok la. time to sleep. Got to wake up to go to church tomorrow. hur hur.
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Sunday, August 06, 2006

A tribute to the other Buangsters.. 

Nothing much happened this week besides the Deviants gathering to celebrate Doreee's birthday. It was almost full attendance but Angie got sick and couldn't come. Hope she recovers.

I decided tonight i shall post some very, very, very, very old photos. *to my sec sch mates: don't worry, no THOSE at playgrounds with ugly hair old ones*.



I can't help but laugh when I opened this. Gawd, it felt like 1649616123168 years ago... Wat a group of friends, what a trip..



On our own private yacht. Yeah right.



Looking how happy we were getting lost...



think it was the 1st time we saw a beach like this in real life..
how fascinating it was~



So we took photos...


And more photos...



Many many photos...



It didn't matter if they we looked silly ,



Or if the rocks were huge ,


Or if we had to risk our lives,


And we saw nothing but rocks, rocks and more rocks...


And that it was getting dark...


And there was nothing much to see...


And we were all quite bored... *btw, do we look like a band? hur hur*


Still we took nice photos


And silly ones..



Till it was so dark..


nd I was so tired...



And it was not so beautiful and fun..



And we had to do this..


And many many of this...

No street lamps..

It's like a sequel to the Blair Witch Project. Ours can be called Blair Beach Project I think.



Can you imagine our joy at the end of it??


We would've eaten a cow if there was one...


Well, at least we made it back home..


Goodbye nice nice beach..*

And the deserted island..*



And all the rocks..*



And the swamps..*



Perhaps, see you again...


Perhaps more cautious next time..


Perhaps with map, water and all..



LASTLY...



要到了,要到了。。。

I can't believe we did silly things like that.. Weird as it sounds, I missed those times..

*Pardon the poor picture quality, it's takem with my old old old camera.

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Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Happy Birthday DOreee 

Well, not sure if the card gets you. Anyway Happy Birthday la... And I refuse to spend another 5cents to send you an sms. hur hur.
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My declaration of Love
I need to know how to feel without you.. I need to find myself, to give you the space you need, to move in a different direction from yours.. I want to know how life can go on without you.. I want to embrace joy, indulge in love, to enjoy every drop of sunshine that falls on me.. I will conquer my fear of living in a world without you.. I will live my life as though I had never met you...
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