Old aunties and skirts

I must be getting old.

Everyday I come home from school, take a bath, laze around, and eventually i get so sleepy I doze off in front of the TV. Then I'm knocked out till around seven thirty or when the maid wakes me up to eat. I don't understand why I'm so pooped out because I'm still pretty much sleeping the same time everyday and waking up the same time as I did in Sec school. I feel like an old auntie.. Back hurts, sleepiness and drowsiness, and basically boneless.

But aunties don't wear pleat skirts. *snort*

Speaking of which, I don't know if I still want to continue wearing my pleat skirts, which is a bit of a pity, because many of my skirts are pleats. Everytime i wear my pleat skirts, people assume I was a cheerleader. It's not an insult, but it just confuses me too much. I'm already blur most of the time. No need to add confusion to the equation.

Wacky friday was the theme of the day. I don't own any wacky clothes. So when Tun sms-ed me asking what to wear since we both don't own wacky clothes, we agreed to wear all black. The wackiest title definitely went to Beh, who wore a girly pink ribbon-y brooch oh his shirt and had his hair combed into a pansy hairdo. kudos to him who suggested wacky friday. All i had was my black pleat and my glamrock blouse. To make it 'wacky', i tied my hot pink satin sash round my hips for a belt. I ended up looking like a Christmas Present. Jay had a Santa hat. Our class is so weirdly happening.

Assignments have been a total landslide. There are assignments for every subject and I have barely started on any of them. I'm headign to the library tomorrow to meet up with the group so we can do our assignment on the history of Utusan and NST. I seriously don't give a shit, but I guess it could be worse. At least there's books to refer. I just found out that 99% of the class's reference was atrocious. At least if I'm going down for 'plagiarism', I won't be alone. HAH!

Baby, you're sailing today

Baby, you're sailing away

Sugar, wish I could go too

But honey you know

I'm happy for you

Wish I, I wish I,

I wish I

Wish I was going too

Baby, your ship has come in

Baby, adventures will begin

Sugar, don't you worry 'bout me

Coz honey you know

Want you to be happy

Wish I, I wish I, I wish I

Wish I was going too

But if you find that you don't like it

That the people there aren't inviting

Or that city life is too frightening

Won't you come home

But if you find that you don't like it

That the people there aren't inviting

Or that city life is too frightening

Won't you come home

Please come home

Wish I, I wish I, I wish I

Wish I was going too

Wish I, I wish I, I wish I

Wish I was going too

Jem - "Wish I"

Oh God, how much I love this song. I've been dying to kill my ears with it. Thanks Jay!

It's goooooood

Today was a goooooood day. I stayed up till almost midnight finishing my (last minue) assignment, and spent my break in the library doing referencing, which is a total pain in the ass! Finally finished with enough time for lunch, (or so i thought) then i found out that traitor Tun had already printed his assignment out, so i abandoned my cantonese fried yee mee after a few bites and rushed to print it.

Was in a super uber good mood after i passed it up, cause it was relief for the rest of the day! Plus, i was wearing a new outift combo. spag+ shirt+ pleat skirt + tie + weird hair = japanese schoolgirl. Kitty said i looked like one of those bitchy slutty cheerleader types, which i took as a compliment, because that's HOT! hehehehehe

So then, we got off class early, then everybody went to the pool centre. I wanted to beat Tun at pool for the third time, but since he was jabbing *snort* sticks with Jay, i played with Beh instead. I ended up winning one game and losing the other. I'm beginning to really love this game! Play it every week, and even though i still suck compared to the regulars, it's still fun. A sport that i can finally play! And even though i still lose to Coach Jay i can beat a few people. YEAH!!! I aim to be able to beat all the guys in my class who play pool at least once. three down. many more to go.

After playing with Beh, I got my ass whooped by Jay, before surrendering my cue stick to Jeffrey who is good! That, plus Jay was actually off form after playing with me (I think i bring bad luck) = Jeffrey winning two games. all hail Jeffrey wei.

Then i went home, and cam whored a bit, because although Jay wanted to take pix, cam whoring is something i do personally, becuase i always look horrible in photos. Private cam hoe-ing is better becuase i have control of the delete button. muahahaha

Camp Kareen

So yes, camp Kareen sleepover took place on friday night. Anaz and i got there at around three. We sat around and gossiped till Fran came, then the two nutters discovered Kar's OC collection and we watched the first few episodes of season 1 while poor Kar did homework. Then i took a shower in Kar's bathroom that's absolutely stacked with body shop products. I tell you, that girl should be a major stockholder in body shop. The shower was amazingly relaxing and hot! I came out after a super long time because i was just standing and enjoying the shower, and feeling the most relaxed i'd ever been. it was heaven!

Then we have dinner, and after dinner i paint my nails this metallic blue colour and stick it with rhinestones i bought from sasa. my nails look damn chun now. We mill around her room and gossip talk gossip talk. We take over Kareen's pc and have fun impersonating her till she told on us. Then she downloaded the song dancing in the moonlight by toploader because Fran just loves that song. I have that song as my ringtone now, thanks to bluetooth. It's a havoc song!

Then May, Rachel and Cheryne arrive and we all gossip some more.. I show them pictures of Him, and we all Talk.. Then we spring out the birthday cake for Francine's birthday! It was a great cake, and we all had a great time, then we go back to talking..or at least croaking on my part. We just Talked. It was great, i hadn't seen some of them for a really long time, and it was great to be catching up. Then we played around with my bag of makeup, with some disastrous results, and Kar let me use her MAC eyeshadow, which I totally love, because the shade is incredible!

Then I leave them to watch OC while i sleep at around 3am, and i vaguely remember someone singing, and me mentioning thiru for some crazy reason. May wakes us up seven hours later, and one by one we groggily get up. Then as it turns out, i forgot to sign out of the MSN messenger, and Anaz told me i got nudged at 4am by Jay, and I'm incredulous that they were still up at 4am.

Kar then ordered pizza online, but i didn't get my chicken wings :(. I got back home at around three, and barely had a rest before i was out again to attend Mei Ling's open house. It was great to see some of my juniors there, and I met Joe Vuei there, and found out that ROTARACT PJ IS ACTIVE. So i'm thinking of joining now.. anybody interested?

So that's it. I went to the doctor's today.. I'm supposed to refrain from talking so much, and to drink water. I hate the lozenges he prescribed, they taste yucky! I'm going to stick with strepstils, and take the other pills he gave. The cough isn't better at all. I hack like every 15 minutes. I had to get up three times during the night to get spit out the phlegm. I can only hope i don't end up causing an epidemic on valentine's day.

a whole pack of girls.

Yeah, every man's wet dream! A whole orgy of girls all squashed together in a room with only two mattresses. MUAAHAHAH

We had our monthly gettogether at Kareen's house. This time it was a sleepover instead of the usual window shopping at the malls. It was exciting just getting there! I had to take public transport, which i generally hate because public buses are undependable. But the bus I took was clean and cold! yay! Then lugged my heavy sleepover bag to Asia cafe, and soon was on my way to Kareen's fancy digs in tropicana.

While Kareen was taking her shower, me and Anaz did a naughty but daymn funny thing. we took over her MSN messenger and proceeded to impersonate her! so i messaged calvin and told him that 'yuen' was pissed off and started bitching about myself. then spoilsport Kareen messaged him and told him what was happening. bah!

It was around then that my coughing took a turn for the worse and i eventually started croaking. At time of press, i have a terribly 'sexy' voice and continuos coughing which i managed to infect Anaz with. In fact it's so bad that I'm goign to retire now and blog abotu sleepover another day...

*cough cough*

Random!

This is a first. Blogging twice in one day. hah!

Okay, so it's suprising what you learn about yourself through the eyes of others.

So we're sitting at mamak, and suddenly Chandni says something totally out-of-the-blue random statement at me

"You're pretty-"

And I was thinking "yeah, pretty what? pretty funny? cause i'm funny right, even though reagan didn't get my joke"

And I'm waiting for her to finish her sentence, cause she's just looking at me, and I'm just blinking at her..

*blink blink*

"yes?..."

Then she repeats.

And it finally hits me. (finally! you know how slow i am..)

she mean

"You're pretty"

As in, you know.. physical looks! Which made me even more taken aback, not just the sudden randomness of it, but you know.. people don't say that to me.

Parents don't because they're paretns, so even if they did, you can't take them seriously, because they're PARENTS. Friends say it when we're all out and fawning over each other, so its like a social necessity to find something nice to say about how we look. So yeah, I've never had such an unsolicited sudden stunning but terribly flattering compliment.

But my mind was like on auto reject - like..

brain : "ah...ah.. what did she just say? ohh. uh oh..shit. it's a compliment... no response data store in memory! auto reject auto reject!" *alarm alarm*

so yeah... I'm training my brain now. Next time i get a compliment, i'll do the F&F. fight or flee. Except i won't punch the compliment-or la! I'll just smile. And hopefully keep my mouth shut from going like i did today.

'hah?' *blur look*

my social skills need work. it's nice that chandni said that, even though it's not true. she gave me inspiration for blog entries, and maybe even journal entries! hah!

The Beginnings of an impulse shopper

I did an impulse purchase today!

I feel happily guilty. I bought it at Pyramid's MNG, where it was being sold for 29, which seemed a pretty decent price. I was going to shop for some new tops during the sleepover at Kar's house tomorrow, but i saw it, tried it on, and debated a while over the size, and purchased it.

Finally! Something other than purple or pink. I almost bought the white one, but there wasn't a proper size. I'm thinking fat arms in the photo though...

hehehe..

i found this at comics.com. It is so cute.

Dedicated to Reagan who didn't get the joke, for actually reading my blog without me telling him to. Shocker.

Dream away

We were at another mamak stall for the first time ( tomyam bihun - incredible ), and I was talking to Chandni about the romantic stuff she did for her boyfriend. Chandni, who is a self-declared non-romantic, says that she's only ever cooked for her boyfriend once, and i'm assuming it was for a special event, because she also lit candles and stuff (awwwwww). She says that she doesn't cook, do laundry and stuff for the boyfriend because she doesn't see why he can't do it for himself.(you go, girl!) Then Thomas enters the conversation, and we end up telling Thomas that he wants a wife, not a girlfriend. Haha! So then Thomas tells us that his ideal woman would be strong, non-dependent, and would fight him on every topic. Chandni told him to marry a lawyer. xD

And of course, that got me thinking. My Ideal Guy

He would be tallER than me. Most guys are actually...

He would be funny. I don't really care if that funny includes a weird sense of humour, because i actually find that adorable.

He would take my breath away.

He would be into music. Not heavy metal or goth though.. Maybe jazz or contemporary, indie, classical, whatever.

He would have the most amazing eyes. I don't care if everybody else thinks that they're normal eyeballs; to me they are the window to his very soul. dude. I could stare and ogle at them all day. But that would probably creep him out, no matter how perfect he was. I know because it would creep me out too.

He would be a gentleman and do that whole open doors thing, because he can, and wants to.

He would be really sweet and walk me back just to make sure i reach whereever i'm going safely. And call just to make sure.

He would make me laugh. And talking to him would be the easiest thing for me. Which is saying a lot, because i get tongue-tied around guys i like.

His shoulder will be the perfect resting place for my head, because i'm sappy like that. And he won't mind either. Heck, he might even like it!

And in return!

I would pamper my boyfriend to the ends of the earth! Because i like to.

I would bake for him. Once in a while. When i don't burn the brownies. Or finish the whole thing....

I can't cook. But maybe i'd cook his favourite dish, provided it's super simple for simple minded people like me. hehehehe

I draw the line at doing laundry. I can't even do my own laundry, you expect me to do yours? But if I dirtied his shirt or something, then i'd give it to my maid to clean. HAH!

I will remember birthdays! and special days! But this is no surprise because i am a typical girl.

I will try not to give him a sissy nickname. But I make no promises.

I will be a fairly reasonable girlfriend. You want to go out with your ex? fine.. as long as you tell me.. Even if i was terribly jealous, i would probably keep it in, because i can be very rational. *ahem*

On another note, right now as i am typing this, i feel as sick as a dog. I'm cold, even though the weather is fine, there's a headache coming on, I have a horrible throat infection that hurts like hell, and my limbs and neck hurt like an old woman with arthritis. This can't be good. I bet it's Valentine's day ganging up on me.

Valentines : "She hates me? ME?! I, who is celebrated worldwide in a most commercialised manner every year and mock all single lonely heartbroken people? I'll show her.. I'll make her sick! Bah, humbug.

Piss off.