and so i received a call from R this morning at 11.45am
he called to say he was around my area, and thought of having lunch.
i told him i haven't showered. haha!
he said he gives me 15 minutes to get ready, and will meet me up front.
i surprised myself by showering within 10 minutes (i normally take 15-20 minutes) and got ready within 5.

so, he and i met.
had lunch at Macs, 'cause the hawker center was jammed packed.
we catch up on stuffs, and got excited peeling the lucky draw stickers, too.

time check : 2.35am

i slept too early and woke up at noon.
followed mummy to aunty haniffa's house for free bruch.
then met up with tash and nana for our now-routine saturdays meet-up.
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the past 2 weeks has been busy.
i was working throughout the weekend, and my phone has been ringing off the hook.
i silently cursed, swore and threatened to kill my korean client who is literally a BLUR FUCK, who makes my patience and tolerance level run low.
i surprised myself by raising my voice at him countless times trying to explain the same damn thing over and over again till it finally register in his head.
i am sleep deprived and my eye bags are getting darker.
i think i've lost a little bit of weight because i've only been having 2 meals a day instead of 3. maybe, i am just delusional.
thankfully, work has been busy that it keeps my mind off things which it's best not to think about.
did i mention i am tired? 
gosh! 
i seriously need to start penning my appointments with my friends because right now, i am trying to remember who i've made plan with last week.
was it Xanthe on Friday, then Tash and Nana on Saturday?
breakfast or dinner with Sery on Sunday? 
or did i confirm or tentatively block Xanthe's time for dinner on Friday? 
goodness!!!
i need to start making calls to make myself sure.

okay, i think i'm off to do my venue spreadsheet.
another night, burning the midnight oil.
another night, listening to my grandpa's farting symphony. (seriously, this old man can win a farting competition because he farts every 10-15 minutes!)

don't you just love "You've Got Mail"?
sigh.
i can watch it thousands of times and won't get bored watching it.
"i wanted it to be you; i wanted it to be you so badly." - Kathleen aka Shopgirl

good night, readers.

why does it always happens to me? 
what do i do to deserve it? 
first they make me foolishly happy.
then they will leave quietly and subtly, and make me ask myself countless times, "what did i do? what did i say? what happened?!"
is it me? or is it them? 
or am i just fated to go through this cycle over and over again?

please, i want it to stop.
i am tired of going through the same cycle though i try to avoid it.
why? 
why does it always happens to me? 

boy, i wish i have her guts to say the exact same line to someone.

this is what i did yesterday :

I AM GOING TO CUT MY HAIR! i told myself.
so i asked Tash and Nana whether either of them would like to accompany me for my haircut, none could make it. pfft!
i went alone.
i made an appointment at 4pm, received a call at 3:45pm from the salon and the person said, "See you at 4pm!" i said ok.
when i reached at 4pm on the dot, the salon was packed and that guy said, "Eh! i thought i said 5pm?" i said, NO! you said 4pm! "NO NO! i said 5pm." normally i would be pissed, but i don't know why at that very moment, i smiled and said, OKAY! 5pm it is.

my 'shopping' experience in Orchard Road - alone :
then i made my way to Wisma, with no hidden agenda and decided to walk aimlessly to any shop any buy something. and i did.
first stop was Dorothy Perkins : i decided to buy a pair of black jeans. their BLACK jeans looks like faded navy blue and i had to confirm with the staff, is this BLACK? and she gave me the are-you-blind look and smile "Yes it's black." OOOKAY! but i swear it doesn't look BLACK!
i tried it on anyway. i was still no convinced it is BLACK and spend about 10minutes in the fitting room doing a 360degree of cross-examining the jeans before i decided to buy it.
but i didn't! :)
second stop was Miss Selfridge : i saw plenty of pretty dresses which i would want to buy if the prices are not too expensive. then i saw a BLACK (yes! really BLACK) jeans. it's about $10 more than Dorothy but the designs on the pocket were plain and the cut was skinny; not worth it, i told myself.
third stop was GAP : i love the GAP jeans but it's not black. there were BLACK jeans but... well, i didn't buy it.
forth stop was Cotton On : they were having 50% SALE on selected items and i thought i might find something i like but the store was too cramped and messy i decided to pass BUT i did saw black jeans :) unfortunately, they didn't have my size.
fifth stop was Cotton On BODY : i always wanted to own a white bra because white bra seems so virginal (is there such word?). i saw they were selling white bra but i was too lazy to take off my shirt and bra to try it on. i did saw a few bras which i made a mental note to buy it next time.
the undies were pretty and i almost bought it but i stop myself. WHY? no way i am buying undies when i know SOMEONE would end up sharing it. pffft!
i think someone should invent an undie siren : specially made for people who loves using other people's undies : a LOUD alarm will go off if the undies don't belong to them.
sixth stop was schu : the sign shows "10% for first pair, 20% for 2 pairs and 30% for 3 pairs". since i had no intention to buy any pair of shoes, i walked into the shop just to pass time. BUT! suddenly, a pair of sandal was calling out for me, "TAKE ME HOME!!!" bloody hell, i ended up trying it on, fell in love with it, and bought it.
and then there goes my $44.90.
it was selling at $49.90 for a pair of sandals which i think it it is overpriced, and it would be a daylight robbery if anyone would want to buy that sandal.
despite it all, i still bought it. WHY? because it looks pretty on me. =D

any by the time i finished shopping, it was time for my appointment :)
so i reached the salon 10mins late, and it was still packed!
"You go and walk walk lah!" my long-time hairdresser May said. OOKAY!!! i said.
and i did...

last stop was i-don't-know-the-shop-name : as i was walking aimlessly just to pass time, i saw a very pretty acid-washed blue top hanging at the store front. i stopped, asked for the price and put it back. it was $29 which i think was too expensive for a simple top. then, as i was browsing through the rack, i saw a simply nice black blazer with pretty satin lining. the shop owner said, "Try it on!" and so i did. "Looks very pretty on you!" i was like DUH! bet you said it to everyone. i smiled and told her, my very mampat arms looks like stuffed sausage with this blazer. of course she didn't get it. HAHA!
then i tried on a cropped jacket which has a similar cutting as my first cropped jacket. it's pretty, cause it is a soft denim material with nice trimmings, plus it's black! BUT! it's expensive.
at last, i bought another cropped jacket which i don't know when i will wear it. it's $36, which i think it's reasonable for a jacket, yes? :)

and so, my saturday was spent alone in Orchard Road.
i spent a total of $105.90 (this includes my haircut)!
sigh.
i cannot shop alone.
i will end up throwing my money on things which i buy impulsively.

yikes!
i think i wrote too much for tonight.
haha!

happy weekdays readers! :)

p.s. my cousin, Azim, has grown up to be a very good-looking young man, and the mamat at Inspirasi Stall at Bedok Interchange is VERY HANDSOME!!!! rajin anak bapak tolong bapak jual mee soto on a Saturday.. :)

don't you just love him?
i do.
i love him the minute i saw him in Drumline.


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and while you-tubing, i found this :


my obsession with so you think you can dance never dies!

and so hari raya wasn't as festive as the previous years because :

1. i don't get a lot of green packets this year
2. i HAVE to give green packet this year
   
3. my bank is left with $7

it's depressing that now i'm working and my relatives are not giving green packets.
why can't the malays pratice the chinese custom : NOT MARRIED, STILL CAN RECEIVE ANG POW!!!
so unfair! 
pfft.

ok.
good night! 

it's finally O-V-E-R!
=D

next : closing of files.
urgh!
i don't like to close files.

i am suppose to be compiling my event manual for tomorrow's print-out but i am distracted.
it's 12midnight and instead of panicking, i am feel rather relax.
anxiety has not hit me. yet! 

OMG LAH!!!!!

WTF am i doing?! 
the event is on Tuesday, and here i am feeling complacent whereas my poor colleague, W is stressing out.
=(
now i feel like shit.

grrr!

there were times i asked myself, why did i get myself into this shit.
i made a rash decision to accept the job offer and not thinking twice what i'm going to do with my life after my internship.
maybe i did thought about what i want to do, but it has to put on hold.
one :  my mum cannot afford to keep paying for my school fees.
two : my father is not co-operating. period.
three : mum wants me to start being an adult. BUT I DON'T WANT TO GROW UP. YET!

i do want to study. really.
i miss studying. i miss having to get up so early in the morning to go to school. i miss having to rush out assignments. i miss classroom dramas. heck, i miss schooling lah!

IF ONLY i have studied HARDER for my O's i would have gone to a good institution and then further my studies.
IF ONLY my family have more money and they would shipped me off to somewhere far away from this island to get my degree.
IF ONLY i have a trust fund which my parents secretly kept from me, and then drop the bomb on my 21st birthday, and i could use that money to GET OUT OF HERE,
yeah, IF ONLY.
i can berangan taik ayam, and know this IF ONLYs will never EVER happen.

ok, i have to start working.
pfft! 

i prefer to be ignorant.
because ignorance is bliss.
yet ignorance doesn't seem to be complying

i am suppose to be focusing on one thing.
and that thing is
CUESHEET
but right now, my thoughts has been directed to something else.
that something else is
or should i say 'are'
LIVEJOURNAL, FACEBOOK, FOREVER21 and TV

i need to focus.

DAMMIT!

and so i was introduced to Minds Cafe by Shafiq, Azlina, Farin and Herman.
it was boys against girls.
final score : GIRLS WON!
we played Taboo, a silly game which i forgotten the name and Guess-tures.
though we didn't take much pictures, but let the pictures speak for itself :





in conclusion :

Herman cannot act for nuts.
Shafiq and Azlina are good actor and actress.
Farin and I are good guessers.

Quotes of the night : 

Taboo
Herman to Shafiq : If your cock is not hard what is it? 
Shafiq : FLACCID!
Herman : YAY!

me to Azlina & Farin : What does Ee Meng has on his face?
Azlina : Huh?!
Farin : OH! (giggling) Kismis!
me : english!
Farin : MOLE!
me : NO!
Farin & Azlina : then? Farin : RAISIN!
me : Correct!
(the whole table burst out laughing)

Guesstures
me acting out as a scarecrow
Azlina : Ghost! Dead? Hanging?!
Farin : Ragdoll? i don't know! oh! *whisper* Jesus Christ!
H & S : TIMES UP!
me : Scarecrow!
everyone to Farin :  Jesus Christ?!
(burst into laughter)

: Sunday : 

i'm too lazy to write in words.
let the picture do the talking





yes.
we cam-whored.
while our mummies were busy preparing the food.

picture of the day :



my famous 'pout'!
haha!
spot my pimple, people.
heh!

if love is blind and beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then why god gives us a pair of eyes to see? 
though some do not have Superman vision, and requires another pair of 'eyes' to assist them, yet, love is still blind and beauty is still in the eye of the beholder.

am i making any sense?