im predicting a boring and lonely new years day.
he hasn't called or messaged me, the asshole. when i say 'no pressure', it really means i want you to call me and take me to the zoo, you fuckwit. urgh.
work was just fucked up in the morning. the thing is, always remember to never take anything personally or to heart. but it doesn't mean i won't get fucking pissed off. don't fucking rush me i swear one damn fine day i wont be working there anymore and i will fucking bitchsmack that moustache off your damn face.
went to vivo yesterday with bills to watch the last name. we queued for like, 20 minutes? but luckily in the end we got tickets, and got into the cinema just as it was about to start, so we didn't disturb any people. and the popcorn was better this time, and since i was hungry, it was actually good. i don't understand what the hell dani california has to do with the story, it doesn't match at all. wtf warner bros?
anyways...... it was very, uhuh............... yup. i'd still recommend watching it if you did see the first one. still. not too happy lah with the ending. they couldve done a much better job. they shouldve explored more of Light's 'lady's man' side. it wouldve been cute. but overall, i wouldn't watch it again. the first one was way better, though the second one had more jokes and *ahem* referrences : P ... L makes me crave konyaku jelly, mochi and dango. oh for the love of dango!! dango is damn good lah. mmmm......... but the actor mustve either gained like 100kg or lost it after puking from overloading on the sweets. -__-;;;
anyways, i feel like my stomach is really turning inside out like a washing machine dryer thing. it sucks. to be a fool for someone who probably thinks less of you in a day than how much he thinks of... i dunno. anything really. sex would be unfair because boys think of it all day so that's redundant.
sometimes i wish i weren't so much of a hopeless romantic.. and idealist perhaps? eventhough i believe in practicallity, in the end most of the time, i usually end up believeing and hoping in pointless things. but then again, what's so wrong with that? im just wishing that those so-called pointless things aren't really all that pointless.
+ tempt not a desperate man!! -
thanks a millionbilliongazillion, mr degraw(<3!), this song shall be my mantra for now.
it's funny how this used to be my least favourite track. now it is. new album, coming possibly in jan/feb 07. uwow! cannot wait. i need more cocky, yet hopeless romantic, as if written for me music. since mr-az has come out, i dont think another album from the mrazman is on the way, so mrdegraw, blow me away and sweep me off my feet for now.
on another note, my kitties are on heat. its like i told steph, theyre like crying "SEX! SEX! OMG ME WAN SEX NOW PLZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!"
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hahahha. that's Bailey saying hello to you! or maybe he is cursing me. hmph. who ask you to be so horny.
alamak. now he's sleeping on my lap. i wanna go sleep already. aiya.
i hate dreams though. theyre mostly lies or wants which most of the time do not happen. ok, its good when bad dreams dont come true but it sucks when the good ones just stay as dreams. yeah, had a very good yet very bad dream. and i can remember everything about it. its rather ironic. i had just entered my entry for the drabble challenge, the theme was 'dreams'. blegh irony and cliches.
+ who needs shelter from the sun? -
havent blogged in the longest time. due to work, and the internets was not working. wow!
so this week we celebrated my anata's 14th birthday! HAPPY BERFDAY, MY ANATA, MY VERY OWN GEEK IN THE PINK, DIDI!!!
we all got for her an ipod nano : D
supercool no? ok lah, its not like the latest thing in the world but she is admitedly the first one in my famiglia to get one. so we went to eat at the sakura buffet! BUFFETLEHWAHLAO.
for the longest time, i have never been to a buffet where i actually eat or sit. i work. haha. sooo the buffet was good, but not as good as the one at downtown east i think. but it was good. oysters... yummmm.
it was very very fun. after that we went to century square just to take neoprints hahahaha.
but my famiglia is the best lah. my dad was so ON and so sporting yknow! he really posed for every shot, which was surprising how sometimes dads can be, since neoprints in itself is an absurd form of recreation or hobby... in my opinion. i still do it. haha.
but it was so fun. the prints turned out great, i just love the fact that we didnt look crappy in the least bit.
then we went to ikea tampines. wah. very the big. ice cream there is always super good. but it was irritating cos the lift on the 3rd floor does not go to the 1st floor. wtf?
speaking of wtf..
yesterday and today have been full of WTFs.
yesterday i just suddenly fell very very ill. i felt nauseas but couldn't puke or get rid of whatever shouldve come out. then my upper body just felt very crammed, it was very painful, and i had to bear all that the whole day from like 9am till my shift ended. i came home and i was aching and crying actually, cos of a miscommunication at home, i had to wait 45 minutes for my dad to come pick me up from work, cos i had called home to ask if he could pick me up from the hotel cos i was too weak to make it back on my own.
and it kinda sucked cos our house was hosting a kenduri for my mother's cousin, who is like the closest aunts we ever have. she has reached the ripe age of XX+ thus she has finally gained her cpf.. summat like that, cos she's msian actually, but has lived in sg all her life. still, no nationality granted. i wonder why.... (cos she's not an immigrant from china, DUH.)
then i only went down later, i couldt eat at all at first, but after my cousin from jb massaged me (omg, very the painful yet shiok) and like i felt so much better. my aunt also massaged my head. kinda miraculous lah. i gained my appetite back then actually enjoyed myself being sayanged by ppl (aiyo, shiaaannnn tu, pegi keje bile saket!!)
so it turns out that the guy thought that i had told him that i didn't want to change.
HELLO, EXCUSE ME, I FUCKING CANCELLED MY PLANS BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU DIE DIE WANTED TO CHANGE WITH ME COS YOU HAD PLANS, EVENTHOUGH I ALSO HAD PLANS. BUT I CHANGED ANYWAY. I GAVE IN.
so now, i didn't get to go out with ppl who asked me out. because the fool was either not listening properly or just is a pure eeeeeeedeeeeot.
haiya. wtf. so i had to reach work for a 10-6 shift today. wah lao. so fucking irritated!!!!
it's just not fair. i need sleep.
goodnight.
srsly.
first of all, the winning one was LATE. but it was still accepted anyways.
second, it SUCKS. does killing your parents in any way mean you love them? nope, don't think so.
UGH. I HATE EMO KIDS.
Well I guess I'll treat her right
I guess I'll treat her right more this time
I'll try not to rely
Try not to rely on the perfect line
And I see no boundaries
Except for the ones I'm in
And I don't expect you to overcome them
For that's my job description
In a world of players and private eyes
Unless you realize this
There's a whole lot you could miss
Do you know which one I am
I am the cigarette smoking man
Once an hour I light the flower
And burn baby burn
When is it your turn
Lord tell me when the sun goes down
Cause I feel much better then anyway
Well I see much much better then anyway
Well I'm feeling stoned
All alone on my microphone
Dressed as a black plastic rose
All flowing head shoulders knees and toes
We dance, we dance, we play, we rant and rave
Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
Early in the morning
Late in the evening
Evening, we kinda get delirious
Breaking from the seriousness
I try not to get disoriented
Having chewed too many up on my side
Is it any wonder how I miss your style
Is it any wonder how I write
Pages layered upon pages
Which to no one else but me can be accounted for
For this moments sake
I do not become me
For path tunnels or straightaways
I do not watch as often as I should
So instead I sketch my life a comfortable creature
Slow and beautifully
Oh the smell and tastes of the past nights
Well they're still locked up in my gentle jaw
Not that I am wanting them to go
Just that they are
And I'm very much aware
The madness of slow motion as you move your legs to walk
I'm very much aware
Of this madness when you talk
This childlike wildlife is flooring me
Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
We dance, we playOh lord we rant and rave
We dance and we play always
-Childlike Wildlife, by Jason Mraz.
This man, is the sex. really. oh and he is peter sarsgaard too. hee.
First saw him in garden state. brill. he's got a lovely smexy voice too. he's the kind of person who you know is extremely intelligent just listening to him speak.
he's relatively new because most of the films he stared in weren't big budget, but boy can he act.
of course he can, cos i don't think Liam Neeson (mr quai gon jin from star wars) would agree to make out with any other young hot male who couldn't act.
and he made it so hot. *fans self* seriously, it must have been nerve wrecking to have to make out with such an established actor, of the same gender no less.
today has been okay. my legs are so tired. bailey is still awake. im still awake.
iamanidiot.
today sucked. i hate someone very much.
i want to make a new blog layout but im too tired and lazy and i love this current skin. blah. im planning on making a raito one. that pic of him is absolutely smexy. perfect.
watched grey's too. zomg the latest episode (don't stand so close to me) had some really sad parts but the ending was really hopeful, which is good. sighe.
and i really hope that izzy banks in that cheque.
+ the adventures of seinfeld and superman -
sign of boredom and angst. oh the angst.
today i witnessed yet another scene that proves that beauty is only skin deep.
this waitress, she's pretty, tall, slim. she opens her mouth to speak into her cell phone.
and out flies her words in the most horrible china accent (i mean no offence), in the loudest of volumes, clearly not bothering or realizing how horrid and un-ladylike she sounded. she was speaking as though she wanted everyone to know who she fucked last night.
so yeah. as pretty as you are it really doesn't matter if you're rotten inside.
it's easy to find pretty faces, it's easy to swoon over a gorgeous someone.
but it's extremely difficult to find beautiful people.
so say what you want to say. you can deny that you're pretty even when you're pretty, because it makes you feel damn good to pretend to be humble and the rest will feel a lot less pretty. say you're fat when you're not fat, makes everyone else say the contrary and you're all aglow. but have you pretended to be humble about who you really are inside? maybe there's nothing great about you in the first place, so to totally hide that fact, you don't touch on that subject at all. go on and complain about your so-called 'flaws'.
im cranky right now. but you know what im saying is the truth. so..mcyeah.
im making chocolate mousse cake tomorrow or on sunday afternoon. to feed my kick ass famiglia, and the kitties if only animals weren't allergic to chocolate. im so tired.
i don't always wish for things i dont have or for myself to be what i'm not. i only wish for things to happen for the best.
somehow jamie cullum's 'blame it on my youth' sometimes makes me tear up. i dont know why. it's not a particularly sad song at all. i suppose it's slightly bittersweet... maybe i listen to it too often when im down.
+ don't blame it on my heart, blame it on my youth -