I'll be your Paparazzi

Friday, February 29, 2008

Modular craze.
Wednesday,
First leg of the race, the foreign exchange and interest rates, did you get the documentation credit correct? Remember not to miss out the Nikkei 225 futures, Eurodollar, Mini JGB and SiMSCI. You have to find the number of contracts, number of ticks and the value per tick alright?
Rights, i must be Internationally Financially and Treasury outta my mind.
1 down 4 to go!
Late night study session, by the pool side and full view of gymnasium. It didn't distract me though. It's rare to have a DJ falling for someone, especially me. Again, what's the big deal about that?
Mushy mushy escargot, a minute or two to express the affections for me, because it is not cost saving to extend the talktime from so far yet so near. And the 2 weeks deal is still doing fine, an agreement that came to a compromise.

Thursday,
Isn't it sweet that i have a foreign and mushy wakeup call, a rare one, released from school for lunch time back at home. Wakey wakey, don't sleep! I just begged for 5-10 minutes more of lazing in bed but i actually took more than that.
Second leg of race, in order to find out how much of CPF you can use to pay for the housing loan, you gotta apply the formula, to find the Balance of CPF withdrawal limit and the Applicable Housing Withdrawal Limit. You also need to go through a electronic bidding system to bid for a Certificate of Entitlement if you wanna own a car, and mind you, it lasts only for 10years. Reminder, watch out for the Hire Purchase Act amended in 2004?
2 down 3 to go!
It's just regurgitation of how much i can stuff them into those soft tissue up above.
Late night study session, under the block's study corner. But someone have to be so nice, to take my highlighter, cover it up and throw it away. Anyway, i couldn't really get anything in, just highlighting for the sake of doing it and to really pretend that i'm hardworking. American pie favorites scenes on the laptop.
Once again, i insist that i'm easy but yet hard to get. That's what's lovable, you want it, yet you can't have it, so the demand is higher.

Friday,
Gosh, i gotta get up at 7am, but fortunately i did it willingly without any foremost alarms. That's when the eyelids started to get heavy on the journey, with barely half an hour to suck everything in like juice.
Third leg of race, quality management is what you require and ask for from the providers of products and services. So, if you produce beyond expectation results, they'll definite have a higher chance of getting awards under the Business Excellence Awards right? Here comes the ISO 9000:2000 and ISO 14000, one focusing on aspects of quality management while latter focuses on the aspects of environmental friendliness. The last article kinda states that ITE is not Its The End, they have a high employment rate of about 84% am i right?
3 down 2 to go!
I use to wonder why do they have songs of girl's name like Jenny, Stacy and Fiona. Why not my name? Okay, so finally today, someone sang a song, or rather a rap with my name on the spot without any preparation or thinking of lyrics, just for me.
I'm so worn out, from running the kilometres.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Put me to bed.
Monday,
To repay back for what i was supposed to accomplished but didn't, i made it up from 11 - 5pm. Fierce huh. MSQ-ed and Suntec-ed with rina and pohlin. We even ganged up to ignore the nonsense and the gdine accent. Oh well, got what i need.
Gave a miss to drop by rina's home. And i have a secret admirer who wrote in my notebook, saying i look hot in the pink and cashmere top. You know who you are, don't give me that smirk! We love always! I'm still going for the straight route though.

Tuesday,
I barely tried to pry open the eyes, i seriously don't know what is it i lack, because i have at least 6 hours. Still, did it from 1 - 4pm. It's draining me, mentally, physically and everything. Alright, it's gonna be a marathon tomorrow.
Send me some loves and luck.

Wanna put my fingers through your hair
Wrap me up in your legs and love you till your eyes roll back
I'm trying to put you to bed
Kisses turn into the sweetest dreams
Like give it to me, this is wonderful

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Can't help but wait.
And so i've heard, that i have stalker too.
DJ sean walker brought me to some hits of 987fm. I'm in love with Trey.
Anyway, causeway point-ed with her boyfriend. Alright, i was late but hey, i've waited longer than 40mins. So don't complain so much.
I've got a cardi fully paid, wanted some flip flops too but nothing caught my attention. I gave a few punches because he was being such an ass many a time.
Today is the day, do it or lose it. I'm serious, so serious that i could get wrinkles.
It's war of the blogs!
Back home, oh i missed it by half an hour, but never mind, will get it atone for the very next night. Mushy mushy miss miss.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Suga Suga.
Friday,
Oh no, i missed studying session again, reason why? You all know, i overslept and i was damn fricking lazy. Never mind, glued to the monitor again and never had anything done since then. Just when i thought i got a date out for some drinks, i was put on an aeroplane. Oh wells, never mind the rude un-informed, cabbed down to Geylang for some supper. I never like the idea of dining at Geylang, why? Because when you set foot there, this only applies to girls, all uncles and bangalas start to scan you up and down. I'm lucky enough that no one approached me. Maybe i'm not prostitute enough, or maybe i'm not pretty enough.
The frog porridge and oyster omelette kinda aroused my appetite but i refrain, eating at past midnight is so fat. Milo-ed.
If anybody wants to change their profession prostitute and in need of some dress code, i know where to buy them! Over there, they have all sorts of slutty clothes, made with the least amount of cloth and the most amount of glitter and bling bling.
Hitched a ride home.

Oh, i've grabbed from dayana, a wonderfully done collage of our camwhored shots in the handicapped toilet. The 3 piglets.

I barely just woke up with 8hours of sleep at most.
Had some sugar-ed French toast at midnight, over the many miles, bonne nuit and mushy mushy. I'm a good girl, that's why i deserved a calling card. How shall we plan our Saturday? Another round of imagination.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Why her?
My last tear just fell from my eyes, told myself that i wasn't going to cry no more.
You did what you did, it is what it is and that's why i walked out the door.
Moved on with my life, but not really. Spent too much time wondering how could you do this to me while we're in love, i guess i was thinking too much.
Why her?
Did i get on your nerves?
Did i give you too much that you couldn't handle my love?
Why her?
Tell me what was she worth it to make you put her first and deceive me.
You wanna come back but i gotta know why her?
I thought she was all that, then why you at my door?
Now look at you, look at us, what's all this for?
Hope you got the answers to my questions, why her?
This is going to be the last time we say goodbye, ain't going to be no returns of this episode.
Maybe if you told me, you weren't happy, you weren't satisfied, we could have worked it out, maybe we could have tried.
All along, faking in front of me, why?

Now ladies, you all know i speak from experience right?
I used to look at him and wonder why, why her?
You know what i'm saying?
But ladies, i learn not to worry about them living happily ever after, because that shit just build on a lie, so it's sure to fall.
That's why i stand tall, i just looked at him and said this right here.

On a lighter note, i made it to school again. Did some serious studying and of course just a lil tiny weeny bit of glancing around at you know what.
Then again, for the days that i've been always avoiding, if you're sincere enough, you would take the trip regardless of where it is. So, i don't see any sincerity. Too bad, for you, not me.
Excuses and all that shit, her boyfriend is stress at work and that he miss my funny smile and action. That's what her boyfriend said. So, now i see, i'm a clown. But at least i can entertain him, so much so that her boyfriend misses it, did he miss yours?

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Un-prompt item.
I missed the studying session with my girls, damn it.
I remember waking up at 8am, but drifted back to slumber. Jolted up at 10am, the time that we're suppose to meet. That's it, i can't make it.
I seriously need some study routine, just for this 2weeks.
Left home, teh tariks and some monitor glueing and tele-b. I had some specially made baked cuttlefish by brother. Friend came over and ransacked house while i do some assignment on a bribe condition, New York restaurant, which i've never tried before.
Back home, for dinner.
On another note, i just received some kinda impromptu agenda. 8.23pm now, i have like 40mins to prepare, gotta go get myself dressed.
So, for a supper, maybe not, just a drink will do. I'm not gonna give any chance of increasing the weighing scale.
Be back soon with some updates on the impromptu.
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Milo dinosaur with swiss chocolate. Boy was it some experience, impromptu one.
Only a brief hour, then virgin cheek kiss.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Vital-mins.
Sunday,
Recap and updated.
After study session, a trip to town for Jumper.
Like i say, if plan A don't work, you'll definitely have a backup plan B. How contradicting can you get when it comes to twisting all your stories? I bear grudges, very much. That's because you wrong in the wrong way with the wrong person, while i was only having something to fill the empty area. In the end, all we're talking about is a cycle that revolves around 3, there's no putting the blame on whoever, but it's just that the problem is with 3. If i could gang up, i would. Think not again, not worth it. Nope, you're not forgotten, never, just that i prefer to give congrats instead, to see how some people try to fit into the old shoes of mine ad maybe from then get blisters or better still, some irremovable cysts.
Talking bout that, a pimple costs me $43. So much for the bump, but i have been fully subsidized.

Monday,
I set out to prepare notes for whichever module that is, from the moment i wake up. But you see, the motivation again is not there. I need someone to watch me, to push me, to not talk to me. So end of the day, i get nothing done but just staring at the computer screen from the moment i wake up til past midnight til dawn.

Tuesday,
I made it to school, quite an achievement, for the fact that debarment period is over.
Wakeup call for Rina, then to her house. That's when Clyde kept whining over this crystal clear cheena girl who had a boyfriend already. And Baby keep pawing her claws on me, i think she needs a tickle or some rub on tummy, which i gave.
Chinese chess isn't my type of game, gave it a miss while i just glued to the new acer lappy.
Took the remaining pinks from her, to finish it up.
Bubble tea-ed and separate ways, she and her chrissy poo.

Just when i thought i was neglected, not. Because i have surprises every now and then. So much so that i have a parrot imitating me. It's a whole new introducing to a new culture, the ah bengs and ah lians world, those lah, leh, lor that i'm very much refraining from. Not very much of usage, but its unavoidable. Well, at least i don't use wor and lubb eeuuu.
Eeeww.
Its kinda true that the people you talk to and mix around with, they influence you a whole lot. I'm more of a mix malay, with a lil sprinkle of indian and some pinch of abc (American born Chinese).
That's what you get when you mix the ingredients together, sugar spice and everything nice.
I'm into drugs lately, so much so that i might get a cold turkey if i don't get the daily dosage of vitamins, oh, you know what i mean. I just had it, like for 1hr 21mins, imported like air pork.
Okay, nuff said. Bonne nuit with the drug.
I'm so addicted with the sweetest drug.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

The Pianist.
Friday,
We sneaked into the Staff toilet at the 1st level after lessons. Then the usual routine, invade the camera. So much adventures, we even resort to hiding in the handicapped cubicle, 3 of us. The lecturer must be thinking what we were up to. So, i made some moaning and groaning to heighten the mood.

Saturday,
He said, she said.
Wakey Wakey to a Saturday morning, after some exercise, take a shower while he prepare breakfast for me.
While munching, some tele-b and chitchat.
Close to noon, get dressed and prepare for some shopping out in town, bring me around the places of foreign place.
Back home for lunch, something light to bite on.
Some tele-b again, movies perhaps?
Movie theater we suggest.
Home sweet home, for a dinner that i request for. Over the table, talk about his cooking, taste and any improvements to it.
Okay, and this time i'll be doing the dishes, wish-wash-wish-wash.
Chill at the balcony, you have to make use of every space you own in the house right?
Back in bed, some exercise before 12am and bonne nuit.

That's all for the first Saturday, some kind of imagination we have yeah? It's all fictitious, but don't you love this Saturday? I never thought that Saturday would be so lovely.
He said, she said.

Sunday,
He said, she said.
It's Sunday, last day of the weekend and yet i'm still looking forward to it.
Wakeup to some exercise, breakfast in bed.
Tele-b and chitchat.
Out to beach, enjoy the sun surf and wind.
Lunch outside, some café.
Then to the grocery to buy the ingredients for tonight and also for the rest of the weekdays.
Home, dinner prepared while i be assistant chef, like wipe the beads of sweat and maybe do some household chores while i can.
Back in bed, some exercises before 12am because tomorrow is school day!

Sunday, is more of a stay home day, relax. But, i love this Sunday too. Simple and love it.
Fictitious too, but who cares, like Aqua sings, happy boys and happy girls.
It's truly madly and deeply, with some piano tunes.
He said, she said.

Now for the real thing, i'm going out. To meet kalai for some serious stuffs, and maybe after that i have my own entertainment? Hey You, i'm not your booty call, so don't bother ok.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Just another male hen, Cock.
Sunday,
Lost the real one, and also the backup. How nice?
Why do all good things come to an end?
Think not again, i should say, you're just wearing my pair of old shoes. For you will get the what goes around comes around logic thing, suffer like i did.
BooHoo.

Monday,
No school today, no, i skipped it.

Tuesday,
Dinner-ed with him, or rather your boyfriend?
Well, i think sometimes what goes around really do comes around. So, he bought me an esprit skirt. Was hoping for a corduroy.
And for first time, i heard Français nursery rhymes. The hearts all over the world tonight.

Wednesday,
Sore throat symptons from last night, so kinda expected the worst in the morning.
Never mind, i have coke light with salt and condom resembling lozenges to help me through my presentation. It was practically a debate during Q&A session, at least i think i know how to shoot back, and maybe i scored at that?

Thursday,
It's valentines' day!
Woke up wth swollen eyes and throat. Grr.
Well, so much so excited, for i had an alarm clock that sings Français kiddy songs.
Dinner-ed with her boyfriend again.
Should i say that i'm dateless? Not exactly, because her boyfriend asked for accompany for dinner.
Projects finally over, but hey, start of burying in books for another 1 week or so, exams!
I remembered once, someone said that i'm showing off my happiness, and it's childish? Who's the childish one now? It's obvious cockiness, extravagantly trying to get attention from me. Yeah, you got it. Once again, congrats!
Say, this valentines' day, lonely, but yet i think not.
End note, don't be too cocky.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Imma victim.
I'm not the type to get my heart broken
I'm not the type to get upset and cry, not now. That it happened the third.
Never got the whole in love thing and someone can say they love me truly but at the time it didn't mean a thing.
My mind is gone, i'm spinning round
and deep inside, my tears i'll drown
I'm losing grip, what's happening
I stray from love, this is how i feel.
This time was different, felt like i was just a victim.
It cut me like a knife when you walked out of my life.
Now i'm in this condition and i've got all the symptoms of a girl with a broken heart.
But no matter what you'll never see me cry.

Cause it's hurting me to let it go, maybe cause we spent so much time and i know that it's no more.
I should've never let you hold me.
Maybe why i'm sad to see us apart, i didn't give it on purpose, can't figure out how you stole my heart.
How did i get here with you, i'll never know.
I never meant to let it get so personal
After all i tried to do, stay away from loving you.
I'm broken hearted, i can't let you know and i won't let it show.
You won't see me cry.

Simply said.
It just ended so abruptly, no warning, no rhyme or reason. Maybe there was a reason, it was her.
Nuff said.

Esplanade alone yester night, nope i didn't drink, i didn't smoke. Just had those thoughts run through my mind. We both had faults.
Just when i needed some company, all started giving excuses and avoidance. This is how you spell lonely.
You had the best of both worlds, and it's still isn't enough time for you to decide on who.
Exams round the corner, thanks so much for the surprise, that i can't even concentrate.
Well, history repeats.
I'm stronger this time round, because it happened ever so often that i can predict what's happening next. Let's just say, i'm immune.
I'm holding strong, i don't wanna smudge those makeup. But i wanna let it out, i have to, i need to, i want to.
And for now, food never appeals to me once again.
And i no longer eat french toast.

Til then, i'm just gonna spend time outta my house because, i'm not gonna let my parents see how hurt she is, once again by you because i portrayed a rebuilt image of yours but i'm sorry to say, you spoilt it.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

All I Have To Give.
Monday,
No blues. Adequate of what i need.
Westmall-ed with him. Bickers again, all about the S-11. Practically it has become an unavoidable topic for us. I did contribute, you just didn't take the effort and time to notice. And well, i appreciate your efforts in other ways though. Pasar malam delights with him after dinner.
And yes, i took a break from any reports and school related stuffs.

Tuesday,
Home from school.
If i didn't take the initiative, is it my problem? I'm just silenced and giving opportunity for some actions to be taken. You assume, i assume, we just make an ass of you and me, that spells the definition of it. Now, i have no dinner. You owed me one big time, plus you broke the david beckham puzzle. Grr!
OH, i didn't touch any reports again. I should have, well maybe later the next day.
Nagnag must be crazy to rush the reports on CNY eve, just when the festive mood is building up. Got a problem with racism?
And so, i'm hooked to tyra banks show.

French toast mon amour.

But my love is all i have to give
Without you i don't think i can live
I wish i could give the world to you
But love is all i have to give

Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.

Monday, February 04, 2008

My boo.
Thursday,
Northpoint-ed with him.

Friday,
The new Ice Cool Mint teh tarik is so nice can, better than pinks!
Chongpang-ed with him.
Auntie who hasn't touched my hair for months asked why didn't i come to her salon, said i patronize Kelly's instead. Then she claimed that Kelly's didn't do a good job on his hair, well i should just say auntie's jealous.

Saturday,
Tampines Mall-ed with him.
It's just the start of the day, bicker, bickering, bickered. Sometimes, i wonder, why am i putting up with all this? I seriously think that it isn't totally me, sometimes it's you. I have to control and not let it fall, smudge the eyeliner and blusher. Oh, what the fuck.
Mango tops, so getting my attention.

Sunday,
Woke up in time for some prata. Youtube-ed and continue my report.
Out for dinner with paternals. Big fat red packets.
30mins of cybercafe with delifrance. Yummy.
I'm hooked onto Youtube, tell you more in bout one months time, after the big EXAMS.
I foresee that i have ample time to do all i want and can, after the big EXAMS.
2 more reports to go, but for now, i take a break for one day. Have mercy.
Tomorrow shall be the day, i have no monday blues.

French toast mon amour.

I need you boo
I gotta see you boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight

Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.