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hey to you, you, you and YOU who attended my party, who wanted to but couldn’t and to all those who wished me a happy birthday, thank you so much!

man, i feel so loved. lol. and thanks to fengyi and jiana and ah gong and jiamin and kexin and shiya who got me my new baby! and to wenwen and shasha for getting me the fossil watch-to-be, despite the last minute efforts. haha, i’m amused at the way slackers never change. i gotta admit i got jiana’s present just before i went to her party on saturday too. and thanks to huiru who rushed all the way down after work and the baby blue bag she got me! and to pupu and baomu and moon and vincent and mr chio for the shu nu bag and the parcel-ful of pooh stuff! and to liuhwen who got me white musk! yes, i like white musk best out of moonflower, the ocean thingy and white musk. =)

and of course, to my papa who spent so much on the party, claiming that he bought the new fridge for the party too. lol. and my mama, who spent days preparing the stuff while i sat around doing nothing. and to my bro for preparing the not-too-bad potato salad! and his gf for the jellies! and the two of them plus my sista for cooking the food the entire night! to all of them who spent so much efforts setting up and clearing up! and the yummy cake! and my aussie bro who sms-ed me at midnight to wish me happy birthday! awwwwww.

and to all my relatives and cousins and friends for attending the party! even though most people i’m thanking wouldn’t be seeing this post, but never mind, it’s the thought that counts!!

i think the whole world is in love with me!

**as for the lack of photos, it’s cos my family doesn’t have the habit of taking a lot of photos and during the cake-cutting, i decided the less photos the better cos i was kinda sleepy already and my face was super greasy. not photogenic anymore. =)

tamade.

got ndp practise doesn’t mean the bloody planes can fly here fly there at 10.47pm what *exclamation mark* what the hell. the planes are already freaking noisy and whenever they fly past all the dogs in the neighbourhood start barking like some anti-terrorist warning system.

yah saf should protect the people if they want to. but spare a thought for the people first lah.

three more weeks to end of attachment

i walked in the office pretty groggy today and got high after getting one fantastic email from my boss. in two short sentences, there were three good news which made my day.

  • first, my supervisor extended her leave by one more day. (whee)
  • second, no stressful discussion until thursday (wheee).
  • third, my boss is going on a business trip for two weeks, starting from this friday (wheeee)

no reporting for work tomorrow, a haircut appointment in the night.
this is quite a good week.

and that’s after a happy weekend, when my papa bought me a bracelet (and a mattress to replace my lousy old one) , my sista giving me the swatch watch i asked for for my birthday and my aussie bro sending me a handbag he bought from aust, received on monday.

i just saw my bro on msn and wanted to thank him, so the conversation went:

yanyanyanyanyan :: where has the weiwei gone??? says:
eh thanx for the bag ah
formatting my laptop… says:
k….

there goes. end of conversation. it’s amazing the way we communicate, eh?

i never appreciated weekends this much. instead i’ve often thought weekends were boring cos i’ll be too damn lazy to go out with friends and therefore i usually spend my weekends at home doing nothing.

since attachment i’m so thankful for weekends i’m learning to appreciate them. in fact i stayed up till well after 1am this morning when i’ve been turning in around 10pm for the past few weeks. cos i simply cannot stand wasting the precious 48 hours of non-working time. but then again, doesn’t mean i don’t do anything at all during weekends. i just discovered i have to finish up the literature review stuff for my fyp cos my group hasn’t been working on it for almost a month. plus tuition lessons. plus catching up on the news on straits times. plus reading my friends’ blogs. plus checking out stuff online. plus watching tv. plus go through the reading stuff in my room which i’ve been neglecting. plus cleaning up my bathroom. plus the miscellaneous maria-chores. where got time to slack?

i got my paycheck last week and kept forgetting to fill up my bank account no. before slotting it into the quick cheque deposit box. until yesterday when i passed by the bank. i hope the money gets in by monday. otherwise i’ll have no money to get to work cos my concession’s valid till tomorrow. even with the paycheck i can’t think about what i wanna get for myself, cos the sum is too damn small and food at suntec is just so expensive.

my tuition lessons have begun. it’s another case of paranoid-parents who’s so uptight over their cloze paasage skills when it’s the first time the kids are facing this new thing. the kids are siblings, and both have been crossing the 70 marks band easily. i think i’m pretty redundant, cos the kids are pretty well-disciplined and their command of the language isn’t too bad for their age. even their oral skills would be fine if they get more practice. don’t understand the parents. hire me for what? anyway, i don’t like the dad. doesn’t seem like a nice guy. ack.

my blog is becoming a “monday: i woke up this morning, brushed my teeth, went to school and had dinner with my family; tuesday: i woke up this morning, brushed my teeth, went to school and had dinner with my family; wednesday: i woke up this morning, brushed my teeth, went to school and had dinner with my family; blah blah blah” kinda blog. uh oh i need a life!

qiuling said she wanna see a new post. so being the very-much bullied person at work i shall post.

lemme share with everyone a new hypothesis i’ve tested.

GUYS WHO ARE SHALLOW ARE SHALLOW AND THEY ARE ATTRACTED TO SHALLOW GIRLS.

i always thought that was a bit of a cliche, since i thought only 70% of guys are shallow. but no, 90% of guys are shallow!! maybe even 95%. they like those girls with no brains, commonly known as……..*ahem* bimbos (errrrm…..i call qiuling and pupu and liuhwen and dunno who else bimbos too but i don’t mean they’re brainless hor!) never mind if the girls have no minds of their own. never mind if they cannot get anything done if nobody offers them help. never mind if they are damn ignorant. never mind if they bring more trouble than anything else. never mind, never mind, never mind!!

these shallow guys are just looking for:
a) good looks (not commonly found) but they are always willing to settle for regular girls with long rebonded hair, big eyes, can act cute in pictures that kind.
b) tofu-brains. better still if they are so damn gullible they will believe anything the shallow guy says. this is essential since the shallow guys usually don’t have much of brains either, so the girl cannot be smarter than him.
c) sweeeeeet, docile girls. 0% bad temper. always appears nice and sweet. even if that’s her only asset, never mind. can stand there and smile without doing anything. doesn’t matter.
d) must do anything the guy asks her to do. once she does that, the guy will do anything for her. it’s a vicious cycle. this is a little hard to catch, but yah.

cannot stand shallow guys. i hope lightning strikes them and kills them all. like what happened to my mayday-desktop. it wouldn’t be too bad if they can marry the shallow girls who will eventually lose their docile and sweet nature and good looks when they have kids or something. then they will drive themselves crazy. wahahha. retribution for being so shallow.

p.s: don’t ask me what got into me. it’s just an observation. and i tend to get agitated easily, even over observations which don’t really concern me. wenwen asked me to quit being so dramatic the other day. wah liao eh. don’t wanna express my emotions liao. i’ll just use those msn emoticons in future and leave my vocabulary to rot.

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