i had a good saturday
mostly. well smthg sad happened, i lost my bookmarkS. yup. both my favouritest bookmarks in the world is gone, just cos i didnt check my lib books before i dump them in the book drop..farewell my beautiful blue metal butterfly bookmark. you were beautiful and i doubt i can find a replacement for you. adieu my red bookmark. you were pretty in a personal way. you bore my name and a cat outline and you've gone through some of the more memorable books with me.
goodbyes are always sad..
anyhow, i still had a gd saturday. spent the day with weewee! we went to marine parade lib, miss that place so much. got brilliant books there too (btw you can borrow up to 8 books now till july). then we chilled at starbucks, had a bagel each and this vanilla latte grande, did some work, planned some stuffs..after that was a walk to parkway where we discovered that banquet was closed for upgrading (nooooooooo!!), that club marc is a great place to splurge, and that apparently requesting bbq sauce at burger king now cost you 70 cents (hmmm...).
and at the end of the day we've came up with project popcorn where we have front row seats and all we need now are popcorn. and maybe nachos. it was a nice nice day and we didnt even spent that much money.
i'm so tired now you wont believe how tired i am!
oh and i am very proud to also announce that i manage to ask my colleague a very stupid qsn on fri which she actually answered before squawking at me for asking her such qsn in the first place.
i think that june's gonna be a great month. nat's coming back, the great s'pore sale's on, the art festival is starting soon (am putting up stuffs which i wanna watch soon so if you're interested too, call me or tag or sms and we can go together!), 3 birthdays, a movie marathon, department dinner and blockbuster movies are out!
i do believe that the rainbow is peeking out now.
freedom
sophisticated thirller. thats patrick mcgrath for you. all blended together with a tinge of gothic-ness. and thanx to my literary choices this week, am wondering what its like to actually be mad.
leason learnt: madness is not a disease. its doing whatever you want without giving a care abt society and absconding from all your responsibilities without any repurcussions. sounds gd eh? makes one think perhaps one is mad for living a normal life with obligations and resposibilities hanging like twin anvils over one's head.
i conclude, that if death is the ultimate freedom, then madness is a direct second path to freedom in life.
lucky you.
soulmate
i think it comes from reading too many books abt mental hospitals and their inmates lately. today the idea of a soulmate came to me as i was reading abt how this woman is giving up her whole life to continue having an affair with this runaway mental patient.
but all that is another story.
i find it ironic that the place i find solace in now is work. work where no one speaks nurul-ish. but it keeps me very very busy that there's no reason to talk and at the end of the day i'm so tired i just fall in bed without thinking or dwelling too much on stuffs or things that'll make me more tired. not to mention depressive.
but you know what, there were some pleasant surprises. like bumping into huixun and got a hug when i needed it most. and riding the same train as kit without realising till the end and having her spoil a part of my book for me. that was nice too.
it just shows, really, that theres always a silver lining to every cloud no matter how microscopic that lining is. i wish i can see a rainbow though..its been long enough.
the post of aaaaaaaaaarrrrggggggghhhhh
thankew nattie! yeah everything is peachy mansi and am still waiting for you to apparate here with a big bag of money (this time, rob a real swiss bank, not the manager's piggy bank). and soo ling, we need to go out. soon!
i miss my tagboard smilies but at least there's no spamming here..yet.
understanding the why chromosome
one of these days, i'm gonna find out what center of my world means because i dont feel like it,not even in the peripheral of earth nor the orbit..mebbe somewhere in saturn. yep. thats me. i'm at saturn.
so if anybody wanna look for me i'll probably riding the rings round the planet like a carousel.
since we're all space-y today, i found a book entitled
attack of the zombie butts from uranus. boy, kids nowadays have all the luck.
the good, the bad, and the disgusting
so ends the busiest while at the same time, mind-numbing week. i feel slightly better now, happier, though still wanna smack the face of person X for being mean when it was entirely uncalled for. but thats another story.
let's see, this week, i got trial contacts which i have yet to put on trial, and discovered that bananas are great to cheer one up. to cheer me up at least. i mean, its shaped like a smile, and its bright yellow. who can be upset by smthg that is a nice cheery yellow esp if its pack with yummy nutritious goodness. i've actually composed this ode to a banana thing but forgotten half the words, so when i do remember them i'll post it up. along with my pear song.
also there seems to be some divine sign pointing me to a birthday present which i know will be greatly appreciated and loved except for the part abt the price which almost made me choked on my banana milkshake. unless you accept belated b'dae present?
i need a miracle.
announement
as of today, there is EXACTLY 1 MONTH AND 1 WEEK before i have to return my staff card. so if you need stuffs urgently or otherwise you have until 23rd JUNE.having said that i feel much better and would like to put cadbury twirl up for nomination as the best thing ever invented in the world.
a tool and a colour
its 0015 on monday morning and i just reached home frm work and have to leave again in less than 8 hrs time for work again. i am tired and crabby and cranky so really i shouldnt be posting anything because face it, cranky and crabby post is not nice. but screw that. screw this screw the stupid machine which refuse to accept my atm card to top up my ezlink and screw everything in the universe that is continually needling me thus increasing my desire to scream and rant and smash properties and blow up smthg impt.
i've officially know what a caged angry animal feels like.
and thus i start my monday in the bluest of mood since the new year feeling awfully shit because i was a mega bitch to the one person i care abt and love the most in the world when all he did was to see me home safely.
thankew and good night.
shop update
there's gonna be a
bargain sale at kino liang court frm thur to sunday. am not sure what exactly there'll be but i'm guessing it'll be better than those in expo. so anyone free on fri to actually go with me and show me how to get there? sms or call okie me alrite? can make it some sort of outing or smthg..OR if you cant make it on friday...i'm working on there sunday *grinz*
but seriously i need to have someone bring me there first.oh yeah there's also some sort of bazaar sale at ngee ann city basement so ladies if you wanna shop..go for the shoes i say..or bags. much better bargains than random pieces of clothings they have there.
last msg for myself because i KNOW you'll be reading this: BRING HOME YOUR NAMETAG AND PUNCHCARD ON THURSDAY OR SUFFER THE RAGE OF..of..i dunno somebody. but
bring them home nurul.thats all for now.
who won?
duh! i cant believe i watched the whole result process but on the other hand, it gives me hours of fun bugging my youngest brother *evil grin*
what i wanna know is, what makes the chee family tick. maybe next election they'll wanna contest pr-pinggol or tm so i can actually go and witness their rally. speaking of witnessing rallies, my mom told me a funny story yesterday abt one. but thats for another day.
back to bugging brother
sneak out of room to terrorize him with a hair. yes, a hair.
the problem with malay storylines is..
its too darn depressing. i just watched snippets of this show 'aisyah' in the suria channel and it was enough to make me depressed. my mom watched the whole thing and ended up crying.
basically its abt this girl named aisyah who is deaf and slightly retarded. she lost both parents in a grisly accident, and went in depression. then she heard her fav artist on radio and decided to get his cd only to have her bag stolen by this guy claiming to be a police officer, and then got lost and hungry (i find this very sad..hungry ppl touched me for some reason), got kicked out of several eating places cos she got no money and cant explain things coherently, and to top off the whole shennigan, got raped by this seemingly good samaritan who then unceremoniously dumped her on the roadside when he's done with her.
to quote shafi "thats a series of unfortunate events".
btw, just when you think its safe to turn on the tv, they came up with this:
mister singaporeexcuse me for one moment
runs to corner and starts rolling on the floor laughing
soundbites 3
at workd: kitty! kitty!
c: harlow harlow!
b: omg..what are you 2 doing??
d: ya la, hello kitty what.
b: then shouldnt you say hello first?
c: no! where got ppl say hello and you ans kitty one?
d: kitty, kitty!
c: harlow harlow!
b: oh.my.god.
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the most bimbotic statement i've heard at worka: i was very young when i voted. i was 21.
(a is only around late twenties)
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at homei learnt a new imagery frm my pri 5 brother. in his composition on discovering a snake in his school compound, to alert the teachers,
he ran like a mad cow.how on earth do mad cows run???
shut your mouth and open your ears
labour day
the time has arrived again. summer. singapore style.
time to head for the arctic.
