soooo tired

After a late night of coming up with 50 pasta trivia, waking up early to buy Ash breakfast, and a full day at the vet, inclusive of ferrying a huge boxer on and off the surgery table, then rushing home with no lunch.....

I am getting ready for the Maroon 5 concert. Heh hehehehehe

Can't wait to meet Maya! I haven't seen her in yonkers I feel so bad for blowing her off all the time. I'm a horrible friend.

leaving in a bit

ok i go

road trip time!

To those who don't know, I will be in Malaysia for the next 3 days. I leave in approximately 8 hours but haven't quite packed. But I plan to bring dresses for the entire trip. So I don't need to worry about coordinating and all that shite. ALSO, we'll be driving the whole way. Expect roadtrip photos! Woo!

Rasputin is so cute. As I type this he's trying to find a secret compartment in my bag he can hide in when I go to KL. IF ONLY IT WAS SO EASY MR POTATOTUTIN :D
















Haha fatass ratty

Was at Relish on Tuesday night to EAT NOT TO WORK for once. And there was this new boy. My family and I had a good time, the burgers were good (of course) except my mom couldn't eat her Tofu Burger cause it was grilled on the same grill as the beef patties. So wasted.

Before I left I asked Sandra if she'd need me again, and she said.... I DON'T HAVE TO COME BACK! OMG YAY! AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaa

Because of new staff. WOO! I AM FREE! Free to work at Wild Oats again, gosh its just a lovely feeling. Nothing against the Relish staff, but I just don't like restaurant work. Not that it's hard or anything, I just... don't like it. It's horribly boring, and the hours were bad for me. In February I earned a PITTANCE. A PITTANCE! I wanted to throw myself off a building after receiving my cheques.

I meant for this to be a longer entry but I am ever so busy :(

Till Monday!

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do

rule numbah one

If anything can fuck up, it will.

I won't be going anywhere for university this year, unless it's NUS/NTU. Missed the 2008 UK entry, and Australia only starts Feb 09. So where does that leave me?

Fucked. Ok la maybe not. Maybe taking a year off might just be what I need. But I really feel ready to start. Now. This year. Ok I want to stop thinking about that.

A cat came in yesterday. It was immobilized since birth and the owners have been manually feeding it, cleaning it and everything for the past 6 years. All its senses were still intact but it simply couldn't move at all. Rigid as a corpse.

So Riane and I were delegated the task of feeding it every few hours using a syringe, with me starting first. It was still completely alert, and it could move its head around just a little bit. After that it just couldn't stop looking up at me after I retured it to its box. It felt... I felt just so sad. It had a tumour in its brain that's just constantly growing bigger and well, to put it bluntly, it's gonna die pretty soon.

On the upside, by the end of the day its temperature went back up to almost-normal, before which it was as low as a dead cat's temperature.

I dunno la, maybe it's just got really soulful eyes. Blog more soon from mrjitsu.

normal distribution curve lottery winner

I'm not gonna write a sappy emo blog post before telling you my results. So here they are.

Chem : A
Math : A
Bio : B
GP : A
Econs : A (OMG A FUCKING A FOR ECONS!)
Malay B : Pass (WOO I PASSED FINALLY!)

So its AABAA. Compared to my predicted grades of AABBB, I think I cleaned up pretty alright! Haha, my brain went completely numb when I saw the results slip. I also almost collapsed, screamed, then lunged at my Civics Tutor and planted a kiss on her cheek. At that point she was more shocked than happy.

It's totally surreal. To have actually done totally AWESOME for once, not mediocre, not slightly above average, not even good. It's fucking EXCELLENT (in my opinion of course). I don't mean to be giving myself too much credit but I damn well deserve it I think. So let me just gloat for now.

Fantastic birthday present in advance.

Speaking of birthdays, Aresha turned 24 today! Gonna take her out for dinner later.























HAPPY BIRDAY SMELLY!

And, speaking of smelly. Rasputin the ratatouille is now a fatatouille. Really. He isn't as small anymore which is good, I let him run around the room most of the time when i'm home, but he's got a nice round belly to show for it too. DAMN CUTE LA.

Dog and I also have been bonding over walks. I now abstain from leashing her when we walk, so she's free to smell whatever she likes wherever she likes, as long as she doesn't start eating anything. She also has the sense to keep within least a 2m radius of me. It doesn't bother anyone, since she doesn't quite care about people walking by her as much as they think she does. But it's been raining more as of late, so it's less walks. Rain = Depression.

Aresha has lost the battle of trying to convince me to go Macintosh. The recent huge ass IT show came and went, and I left the show with a Fujitsu Lifebook S Series. I dunno la, I like the design of the Macbook and yada yada, but after using it for a week when Aresha was in New Zealand it started to get frustrating. The specs on the Lifebook are better, and I just prefer the feel of Windows. Just my own preference.

I named my laptop mrjitsu. After further thought in the shower I should've named him MrSamuraiJitsu. Or jitsu the samurai. Oh well, I don't know how i'm gonna change the name but i'll just leave it.

It looks all business-y professional and boring, but one of those G-mask things will change that in a snap. But I do like the matte finish better, the glossyness of all the other laptops kinda made them look a little cheap.



Ok la the screen isn't sooo shiny, but it hasn't got a single pixel out of place, and movies screen well too so i'm not complaining. Finally! A damn laptop. Waited long enough. But if you didn't go for the IT show you would've missed out. There were some mad deals there. And I only checked out the laptops section.

But of course the downside was the crowd. I went there at 2pm on the last day thinking i'd make it out by 3.30pm so I could get to work on time but boy was I sooo wrong.

What I don't understand is... the need to bring your aged grandma or newborn child to the IT show. I mean, seriously! There was this horrible dude who was shoving his stroller into my way when I was already stuck in a crowd that was hardly moving. And he was literally shoving, no one was pushing him or anything. Fuck, I was so close to shouting at someone.

Ok that aside, i'll be in KL next weekend. I'm accompanying Aresha up coz she was asked to DJ at an F1 pre-party. I thought maybe they could've given her free passes to F1, but noo. Either way, it's still a holiday, and my first once since the A's ended! A week after that Aunty Gogi and the kids will be flying in for Primela's 21st, and also for the kids to have a holiday. They really deserve it after all they've been through, and i'll make sure of that.

End April I will most likely be flying to the UK to help Aunty Gogi out with whatever moving she needs to do and also to babysit her kids whenever I can. Aresha will be joining me afterwards, and we'll be going on a roadtrip to the different universities and hopefully they'll give me a place.

And the random anonymous who knows the boy who looks like Weezer's lead singer, PLEASE don't say anything. And. Who are you. What did you google to end up here? Hrm.

oh, the dysfunction.

But i'll start with not so depressing things. Singapore Airshow was last Sunday and it was a blast! I'll put up photos whenever la. It was a lunch thing, and they had everything in their buffet from prata to sushi! We enjoyed it in air-conditioned bliss from the 2nd floor of the exhibition building while we saw thousands of people bustling about below with umbrellas.

Then when the airshow started, the VIPs had an entire balcony to themselves from where we got to watch the show, and definitely the best seats in the house AND we get free beer/soft drinks/ice cream! It was amazing, and so was the sun. Sitting 2 hours watching the entire thing on the balcony gave me a horrific tan that still hasn't faded.

I loved the Airbus A380. It's so damn majestic. It was huge, flying round in circles making so little noise you wouldn't even have noticed it was flying up there.

After the airshow it was a killer to get out of the place. If you didn't drive you might've died of heatstroke. The queue for the shuttle bus and taxis were unbelievable. To catch a cab in the queue you'd need to pay $8 more even before the taxi brings you anywhere.

Excluding the weekend, I was sober for a week. Some people know why, some people don't. But most people know I don't go a week without drinking at least once. Not because i'm an alcoholic or all that kinda bull but it's just fun when you have the right company. And know when to stop of course, so you wouldn't wake up the next morning with the room spinning.

So the week was okay, and the clinic now has a new intern. Well she's been there for about 3 weeks now I just haven't blogged about it. Riane from MJC, with the same dreams of becoming a vet. She's really fun to hang out with and talk nonsense. She'd tell me things about some TKGS girls which don't surprise me really. I'm just glad I didn't study for my PSLE, then I wouldn't kena a school like that. HAHA! Eh but seriously. I'm glad for the ghetto Bedok View memories.

Also bumped into Shane who lives about 2 houses away from the vet. Haven't seen him in well, years?

Mundane week aside, after work on Saturday Daniel and I met at City Hall. Was supposed to be Raushan, Zahra, Daniel and me but since the 2 monkeys couldn't make it we just decided to go ahead. I really needed to go out and drink too. After about 45 mins of walking around Clarke Quay looking for an ATM and the bar that he wanted to go to so badly we finally settled down at this turkish 'cafe restaurant' to watch the last 10 mins of the Fulham - Man U/Man City - Wigan matches.

After that we headed to Sahara which was some Tamil Tigers sorta bar/club. Not only did we not fit in, I was nay close to yelling at some people who kept banging on the toilet door and rattling the doorknob as I was trying to take a piss, despite me yelling 'IT'S OCCUPIED.'

But it was still alright coz it wasn't too crowded. Had shisha and more booze, bumped into a couple of people I actually know (omg) and called it a night at almost 4am.

When that wasn't enough, I 'bumped' into Daniel and Raushan at Changi Village and we slacked at a persian cafe with more shisha and booze and Mas Selamat jokes. After also about 4 games of dysfunctional pool we left the place and took the bus home. Might just see them this Friday for more booze. HAHA.

That is... if my A Level results don't make me wanna stay home and cry. Even then I still gotta go to Relish for work. Urgh. Ookstopthinkingaboutit.

On the upside, i'll be going for a scary movie tonight with the Wild Oats girlfriends. I think we're gonna watch The Eye, we talked about it before. Haven't seen them in weeks! Can't wait yay!

I STILL haven't said anything about anything dysfunctional that has happened in the last 24 hours. Oh well, till the next update :D

photopost

Less is more, so i'll keep my rubbish to a minimum for once.


Sky would've been nicer, but it was kinda hazy towards uh.. Punggol that day.


Series of slightly underexposed shots. But I liiike.


This is just... what? Mon and I came across this and it was a mix of oh-wow and what-in-the-fuck emotions.


Shite why is it so dark. Island paradise, my ARSE.


Had to crop this out of the original, so it's a little grainy but at least the moon is prettay clear.

TANKYEW MON for the company. Wouldn't have it any other way :D

a quickie, sorta

Okay I gotta blog fast. Otherwise I lose track and get bored and just close the browser.

THE BEST VALENTINE'S DAY DATE EVER:

Woke up at 5.30am to help Aresha with her Chew Chor Meng Charity Drive up to Chiangmai event. Left at 6.30am, Ma left for school at about that time too. Pa left at 8.15am, and Ash left at 9.30am, but till the bus comes he's usually in his room, either tied or just reading minding his own business on a good day. When we got back at about 9.30ish and settled into getting back to sleep about half an hour later, Aresha knocked persistently on my door and told me she found a pair of her socks on the floor next to her bed.

It looked damp, I didn't wanna touch it. She said it was covered in men's things. THINGS! I only understood after about 3 seconds of her wild gesticulations to her crotch. The prime suspect : JUDITH THE FILIPINO.

So we called her up and asked her wtfbbq. She started to deny everything, how the socks got there, why they were damp, although Aresha was dead certain it was what it was. We asked her to surrender her handphone, so she tried to buy herself some time by making us think it was downstairs when it was actually in her pocket. Her face totally gave it away.

Going through her phone, we found several mushy annoying msges, the kind you receive as forwards between her and a dude called SHAHIM. Then we chanced upon a msg received at 8.34am, 'I'm coming 2 minet'. THE PLOT THICKENS!

After two hours of vigorous interrogation and her perpetual denial we finally get the story from her. She let him in, he went up to my sister's room with my maid behind him and asked her for sex. IN MY SISTER'S ROOM! She apparently turned him down, afterwhich he jerked off and jizzed into a pair of my sister's favourite socks. Ew.

We called in the police, who very proudly told us that there was no case because 1. She consented to him entering the house, and 2. Her modesty wasn't outraged when it happened.

We didn't know no. 2 for sure, so we got someone who could speak Tagalog to ask her since she couldn't understand English that well. She said explicitly that she did feel insulted and outraged, so now we had our case. Or so we thought. We told her NOT to keep changing her story, otherwise we wouldn't be able to charge the Shahim fucker.

Aresha had to bring the maid and the violated socks to the Bedok North Police station at 4.30pm that day itself to see the investigating officer. Aresha left the socks at home, so I double bagged it and passed it to her on my way to work.

I got an angry call from Aresha later, only for her to tell me that the maid now had changed her story yet again, telling the IO that Shahim is her BOYFRIEND. Lord. SO, the case was dropped. We have made it our personal mission to go find the fucker and teach him a lesson, of which we haven't quite discussed as to how we would do that.

Aresha's doing a lot of undercover work with Judith's phone, only to realise that the little twat has several boyfriends that she had invited over on several occasions before. I.. don't know what to think. The stuff in my room, my camera, Aresha's Macbook, Pa's LCD tv and home theatre systems, our PC. It freaks me out to hell and back just thinking about it.

The worst part? Judith is MARRIED. To a PASTOR. With TWO KIDS. I understand you get lonely, but she has shown no sign of having contacted her family at all. When we called her husband to tell him about Judith's little Valetine's Day romp, she called him back afterwards to tell him that my parents were lying coz we were.... get this, jealous.

**

Phew, that took a bit. Less exciting things to note of late would be.. complementary VIP Passes to the Singapore Airshow this Sunday! Yay! So exciting right. VIP too. Can't wait to take photos!

Also, we finally got Dog microchipped, at the Waringin vet where i'm volunteering of course. Dr Ng usually writes his charges on a little piece of yellow paper and passes it to Aunty Susan (one of the assistants/receptionists), for her to charge whoever brought their pet in, without the customer looking at it. After he vaccinated and microchipped, he wrote the charges down and passed it to Aunty Susan, ordering her to 'hit me with the big bill'. I laughed at this, well coz I knew I'd have to pay alot coz he did so many things in one consultation. It was on Pa's tab anyway.

I walk to the counter all ready to pay when Aunty Susan shoves me out the door. Commotion ensues, more because I was so confused and going 'Eh I haven't pay yet let me pay first la'. She showed me the piece of paper;

Consult - Free
Microchip - Free
Vacc - Free

Just on Tuesday this week I had to throw away some boxes, but then had to attend to a cat next to me so I put the boxes down near the surgery table. After the cat was settled, Dr Ng pointed to the boxes and asked, 'Are you trying to start a collection?'

'Oh shoot no sorry i'll throw them now.'

'No wait hold on ah.'

(he takes the boxes and walks out of the room for awhile, then passes them back to me to throw)

(pointing to one of the boxes) 'Oh I found that on the floor somewhere, but just throw it away lah.'

I look at the empty box and inside was a hongbao with my full name written on it. I nearly cried. I don't know why. I know its a Chinese custom and whatnot, but I was just so grateful for how much he was acknowledging my effort in the clinic. When I left I opened it, and it had $50 inside. Even my parents don't give me that much on Deepavali.

He asks me every week if i've gotten a reply from the last 2 universities. Well just for all 5 of you to know, I haven't. I think they've put my rejection aside first while they settle those they want to accept first. Preparing myself for the worst. Besides, theres always Australia. AND, I don't know if i'll even make the almost-straight-As minimum qualification. OK ok sssh.

What else what else...

Oh i've finally found a group of people I can partay with. Every week in a row these past few weeks i've gone all over the place, from MOS to Zouk to Butterfactory (yuck) to Homeclub (even more yuck) and more. It digs a nice hole in my pocket too. But that aside, i've been hanging out with my Wild Oats girlfriends! Lani, Renie, and Ernie. Yeah I know my name sticks out like an oddball so they've started calling me Rani. Fuck that shit.

Ernie knows too many of my friends from EVERYWHERE. Primary & Secondary school, JC, even people i've met through friends, random friends, it's really terrifying. But she's an awesome girl la. Spent a few hours at her place reading scary stories and listening to the midnight ghost stories radio show on Ria the other night while getting the photos from the A Sides gig and it was all sorts of girly fun.

Ok got more to blog about but I gotta cut it short cause the Wii beckons... Wariowaves is a madass random game.

broke and hungry

Had the strangest dream last night. That all of Channel 5's old shows were coming back, though airing at weird ass times like 2.41am. Aresha and I were ecstatic. I mean shows older than Growing Up, like that sketch show with Kumar but I can't remember the names.

Today I didn't head to the vet coz Willin's bringing everyone to lunch. Oh, and he's also in Cleo's 50 most eligible bachelors. HAHA! I was damn paranoid as to whether I was supposed to come or not, coz Willin made a 'list' according to Mimi and considering that I pissed Mitch off on Saturday night when I called him an asshole, so there was a chance I wasn't on that mysterious list. But anyways, I'm going!

A Level results are out soon. It's so horribly nerve wracking when I start to think about it. Even more so than the O's. I just hate that horrible build up of anxiety where they tell you the statistics THEN announce the people with straight As before releasing the results.

Ok ok. Expect the worst and I won't be disappointed. Because what's done is done. No amount of praying will change my answers, the marks, or the normal distribution curve.

Yesterday at the Boardwalk was fun. Took some alright photos. Forgot to clean the dust off my lens so now I gotta touch up the photos in Photoshop. I'd put up some photos now, but I gotta go shower SO I shall see you when I see you.

only half a million views?

This isn't getting enough love.

how could i forget

I just recalled another anime that I loved as much. GATEKEEPERS! I think it was one of the more overlooked animes back in the day, during the Samurai X period. Come to think of it, it was one of the first few that actually had this kinda style, and now most shows on Animax have followed this cleaner, 3-dimensional style of animation.



It STILL gives me the shivers! GATE-O, OPEN!

I have a feeling i'm starting to embarass myself.

samurai x - the best anime ever

For some reason I just felt like watching the theme songs again. And so I did. I grew up watching this anime, it fuelled my Japan/anime obsession, inspired me to draw, and anytime I see it airing on Animax i'll watch it over anything else. I am now gonna find the complete DVD collection and OVAs. :D

I quite like the theme song of the first season.


This is though, by far, my FAVOURITE.


And of course we can't forget a little Bonnie Pink.


I remember Megumi was one of my favourites... and I thought Aoshi was hot. HAHA. Those were the days. Samurai X date anyone? I sponsor the DVDs. Once I buy them.

i don't do atas parties, thanks.

Hahah. No la I don't mean to sound all bitchy. Just got back from the Red Bull mass bbq party thing at Dempsey, and as much as the food was good, the slanging Singaporeans just make me go eeegh.

Maybe they grew up in Australia or what, I don't know. But there was quite a number of them with really icky accents.

Had an interesting Red Bull cocktail - it had strawberry puree and vodka I think. Tasted a little bit like cough mixture with too much RB, but tastes mostly like jam. That's all I had, and it gave me a headache. I just recovered from a hangover the night before and it didn't quite settle very well.

Couple of nights ago though, was gallivanting around ECP to find a nice place to sit and drink with a friend. Right at the very end of it was a part of the beach hidden by trees, but still had space on the shore to sit. It was like nowhere on the beach i've ever been to before at night, considering I go there pretty often. Was good we had a car to get there, it'd take years to walk to that spot.

So at 2am we settled down to the ulu-ness of the place under the mooonlight. I know it sounds so overly romantic, but all we did was play 5-10 and drink Chivas.

Weird thing is, I had that strange memory lapse I had the week before. Totally no recollection of what happened in the hour that followed the drinking game. Yes, I was drunk, but even then I would at least be aware of what was going on, or would even have the slightest inkling of what happened roughly. Last thing I remember is puking, and next thing I know i've woken up at 9am out of discomfort because my bed was covered in sand.

What.

I don't know either man. I think I fell. Because I have a nasty bruise on my chin too. Hmm.

I detest hangovers. I met Maya for shisha at Arab St and the war raging in my tummy made me so sedate I could hardly be half as chatty as I normally would be.

I have 15 mins till the OC on Star World.

I've been busying myself - started my vet attachment, and now I'm giving tuition too! Tutoring this sec 5 girl in E Math and Phys/Chem. Luckily for me her Physics is alright so I can focus on Chem with her, but she's got a lot of difficulty grasping even the basics. Coz well, she doesn't quite pay attention. I'm not the teaching sort, but these subjects are pretty straightforward to ace.

The attachment's been bledy fun. Cat lovers stop reading here.

I've witnessed a handful of cat abortions already in the past few days of my attachment, even one on the first day I started. After awhile, such things became kinda routine, coz it happens THAT often. And people send in pregnant cats to undergo abortions regardless of how far along the cat is. So far i've only examined one aborted cat fetus, it had no hair and resembled a hamster. It was still breathing! Mr Mohan (the dude who brought the cat in, who also is one of the guys in charge of the Animal Lovers League in Pasir Ris) felt horrible coz fetuses usually die pretty quick once the blood circulation in the uterus has been cut off.

Oh yes, animals have their uteruses removed once sterilized. I had no idea. The things i've learnt in 4 days! Wah.

As the doc does his thing, I get to stand there and watch. Watch the abdomen being cut open, the uterus being taken out - with or without fetuses to be aborted. I have yet to do anything hands-on during surgery except having given one injection. It's mostly observation at this point because I am still very very very new to clinical practice.

Watching animals being sedated and having sedation reversed makes me anxious because the animal could just leap off the operating table in a split second before you realise it.

I've gotten a nice collection of scratches, but it's all in a day's work. I don't mind it at all, cleaning poop and everything. I've actually gotten accustomed to the smell now.

Haven't seen any euthanized animals yet, but a Chauchau with a slip disc that was around on my first and second days was put down because... the owners just didn't want him back. When Boof came in (I christened him the name Boof because his fur is like a boof), he smelt pretty bad, and his eyes were crusty. But he was adorable and had personality. I know it's bad to have an emotional attachment to animals because the possibility of them dying is always there.

2 cats died on Tuesday.

The doc said that some animals don't even wake up from sedation sometimes after something as simple as sterilization. It's completely out of his control though, which makes it all the more sad.

Will update more soon. The OC's on now! :D

if i needed a friend like you, i'd take a squat and shit one out

I quote the crazy God lady on the show The Mist. Great movie.

Gonna make this short.

Started my vet clinic attachment at Pet Care Centre & Clinic at Chai Chee. I'm a volunteer so it's pretty flexible the number of days a week I go in and how long I stay in there for.

Will update on all the KOOL things i've seen there tomorrow night. Or something.

in loving memory

Jedi Pocky, Chen Po Chen.
1984-2008

It's slowly sinking in, it's almost surreal that you're gone.
It kills me that I didn't get to know you better.
As my sister's best friend you were like family to us.

You had a dynamic, out-of-this-world personality that everyone loved.
And you turned up for every DNB gig Aresha did without fail.
Without you it feels like just a vacant space.

At the tribute I could imagine you on that dancefloor,
making it yours, not really caring who's watching.

Even though you're gone, you'll always be rocking that dancefloor in our hearts.

***

hungover

For some reason, I cannot recall, for the life of me, how in the hell I got home last night, took off my earrings and jeans, put on boxers and went to bed. I also apparently emptied my bag of my headphones, cardigan, and socks that I bought when I went bowling with the girlfriends the other day.

But I do remember contemplating on whether to take off my eyeliner or not.

Yesterday was good though. Totally random idea to go out after work with Lani and Renie, Renie didn't go in the end so we went ahead to Timbre. Got there at 3, met an ex-Wild Oats employee - Ernie. And surprise surprise, Gerald was there! From TPJC. Random conversation, thought of heading to Kopitiam but decided to head to the east instead. Fucker already got his license, and is driving his mom's Honda.


Hopefully I can psycho him into going for adventures and stuff hehehe.

boring, bored

The days have been pretty blah, and I guess this photo just sums it up.
























Oh-so-very... blah.

Can't be arsed to update, nothing exciting or blog-worthy has been happening.

Still no response from Liverpool or Royal Vet College. I think I am fucked.

Work-wise things have been okay, but cash-wise I am screwed.

The only reason why I miss school is because it takes up all my time. Now free time spent outside costs moolah. Time spent with friends have been great, but it deeply sickens me to be around people who think they're too good for you. At least i've been under that impression.

I need to be around more people. No, the customers at Wild Oats don't count.

Tomorrow i'll be up bright and early (about 12pm-ish) and start the day well. Otherwise this bout of laziness/apathy will become routine. And then I will crash and burn.

Already done with my to-do list for this week! It's a start.

To make this post less depressing, here are some photos I took randomly. The D80 has been nothing but kind to me.

















The booze at Wild Oats. No we don't get to drink any. ;)
























Went to visit a family friend when my aunt was in town from the UK. No this isn't the friend, but it's his pet owl. I shan't say no more, because it's daaaangerousss....


















Random furry little fella.

Will have more adventures soon - ice skating, bapuk stakeouts, you name it, i'll do it.

am i dead?

No not really. Haha.

Just been working. The PC's been down for ages for 1001 reasons, it's amazing it survived the past 5 years with no antivirus. It's also got a snazzy new printer, speakers, wireless mouse and keyboard after a little trip to Sim Lim.

Work has been alright, apart from being sent to Wild Oat's affiliated restaurants - Relish and Wild Rocket. If I wanted to work in a restaurant, I wouldn't have applied to work in the bar. It's not about whether it's more slack at Oats or not. I just DON'T WANT TO WORK IN A RESTAURANT, PERIOD.

It could be packed as hell at Wild Oats every damn day, I can and will do it with no complaints. I guess the only good thing was that I worked at Relish with Mimi and big/small Sam made me feel at home at Wild Rocket.

Enough about that though, I'll get over it soon enough as long as Mitch doesn't sack me because of what Mimi said. Le sigh.

On a totally different note, I have a new infatuation. With a boy that many a girl could only as much as fantasize about. I see him almost every other day i'm at work except weekends. I don't know how old he is, and neither do I know his name, but I do know he's Jeremy Monteiro's son. Singapore's very own 'King of Swing' has a studio directly next to the bar, and that's how I ended up finding this mysterious boy. Annoying thing is, I have gotten nothing close to even a trace of a smile, whereas everyone else, INCLUDING Daniel, got Hi's and even smiles from him.

I was talking to Mon about it over supper yesterday after work. All sorts of advice la I can get from him. So this time change tactics. I will have to stop looking at him whenever I can, as hard as it'll be because he is really, really, ridiculously good looking.

What if he's married? Lord.

:D

By far, the most eventful new year's yet.

Mom and dad had a juvenile, immature albeit explosive argument involving flinging the printer, the computer chair and the police. By the time I had finished by shift and got home it was 4 in the fucking am and all I wanted to do was sleep. When it was all over, I tucked into bed at 9am.

I can't be bothered to list all the details. My parents - fine examples of being good parents.

I don't think anyone knows how fucking glad I am that the school term starts tomorrow and both parents have to go back to their usual routines. Clearly, too much free time makes my mom restless and thus more likely to go absolutely apeshit.

Those whom i've told, thanks for listening. The only other comfort i've had is Rasputin. He's always happy to see me and I let him out of his cage for as long as I can at a time. He bounces around the bed for awhile before getting a little tired, but for the entire duration that he's out of his cage, he's hyper. And still generous with all his kisses. 

I thought I could start the New Year slowly, with no worries at hand. I guess having peace of mind is not what my life is cut out to be blessed with. Aunty Gogi firmly believes I HAVE to get out of the country for university, vet school or no. And I agree. For everything I've been through, I deserve it.

2008 promises a fresh start. I hope. 

Some things have worked my way, most haven't. In light of one in particular I chose to spend New Year's eve working instead of celebrating. Just lost the mood I guess. 

You know, after so many years you realise who your friends really are. And i'm glad that those who are close to me are fantastic people inside out. Speaking of which, I met up with Maya on Sunday and had a good heart-to-heart. Why is it our conversations are always like that. Haha. 

But it really did me good. Had a drink at starbucks then headed over to her place.

I don't know why I get myself down so much for. When I really think about it, it was just so bledy stupid, including the people involved. My life is just starting out proper after hibernating at home for so long. I am anything but anti-social, who knows all the new people i'll meet.

I can't wait.