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Monday, April 30, 2007

oh my freakin god
im so tired.
had four hours of break today.
went outta school for lunch and shop.
broke broke.

im tired.
tired.
tired.

my aircon is spoilt.
boo.
one week of aircon-less night
until the repairman comes.
cant sleep well.
it's been three nights.

going jogging later with the boyfriend.

so glad it's a holiday tomorrow.
im beginning to love tuesdays.



Thursday, April 26, 2007

four days of school gone and counting.
how time flies.

school has been alright without the full timetable taking effect yet.
been through two days of recruitment.
not much lessons.
still getting adjusted to long lecture hours.
tuesdays are nice.

had a chat with steph and haha today.
nice chat.
good time.
and im very appreciative when people share with me their true feelings and opinions.
im very open to comments and just interested to know what others think and feel.
they dont bring me down
but they will make me think.
they help me grow.
stronger.
and these are people that i wanna talk to more cos i wanna hear more.
these are real friends.
people should never be afraid to be themselves when they're with me.
say the things they wanna say to me or in front of me.
i dont mind at all.
i'll be more glad.

i dont appreciate the coming and going.
just appear whenever you like
and take things for granted.
not as if you're very valuable either.
i dont know how you can act as if you've been here all along.
how thick that layer of skin is.
i dont know how to react to your presence.
do your magic
and disappear soon.

i wanna shop!
shopping!



Sunday, April 22, 2007

my long holiday is coming to an end.
school starts tomorrow.

i dont know what to expect from this new semester.
but i really wanna do well in my studies.
pull that gpa up cos its my last year.
gosh
do i feel old.

my holiday has been fulfilling.
cos
i got a job.
i gotta spend lotsa time with dear luu.
spend time with the girlfriends.
didnt hafta go back to school for supps.
played contact.
and more more touch.
and of course spend time with the boyfriend.

back to school!
i want mensa salad.
lunch breaks with steph and luu pls.
and my other rugby lovelies.
see you girls around.



Thursday, April 19, 2007

tpiranhas vs ofs.
9-0

i fell while attempting a try.
but instead of scoring
ref's call was
ball to ground first.
pfft.
i dropped the bloody ball.
so no try.
havent tried in a long time.
and it could have been that one try today.
my knee is hurting.
bruised.

timetable is out.
it's alright with no school on every tuesday.
but i suddenly am not looking forward to school
cos i got no friends!
boo.

no game on saturday.
i can rest.
:)

im confused.
feel so limited.
cant even participate in that.
it's just wrong.
but what can i do about it?



Tuesday, April 17, 2007

tpiranhas vs uwc.
2 - 3
close fight.
close close fight.
it could have been ours to take.
we fought real hard.
we wanted it.
but.
stuff happens.

one try was against me and suria.
i was taken aback
cos i didnt know that was the try line i was on.
i so wanna blame my link for not telling me who's my man.
but oh well.
communication break down
and slow reaction on my part.
pfft.

another was by a penalty.
i keep thinking why that person gave them the ball before getting onside.
but many people do that.
even me sometimes.
they took the opportunity to score.
so forget it.

we broke through many many times.
and they bought our fakes.
but where's the support.
although we too have fast runners
most of us are no match to their speed.

its sucha waste.
it could have been ours.
but we were a challenge.
and pls
we dont score by luck.
whatever they wanna think or deceive themselves with.

some people are just pure rude
and have no respect for others.
talk about why we say thank you.
"it's like you're involuntarily honoring us"
whatever.
we have manners and they dont.
thats it.

im satisfied with my play today.
i think i did well on defence.
i really gave it all.
but the more risk you take
the more mistakes you make.
i made some mistakes today.
but im glad i played the way i did.

it's really time we step up in our level of play.
with the seniors gone
it's our time to really shine.
i desperately wanna do more.
more more more.



Monday, April 16, 2007

work was alright.
time pass slower than usual
cos i worked at a new location today.
my supervisor left me totally lost.
he taught me a few stuff and had to rush off
leaving me on my own.
it wasnt that bad
except for the warmth.
and closing there is earlier.
which is definitely good.


somebody thought i was sixteen.
:)
she was very friendly.
and nice.
she even touched my face and said
'so sweet'
blush.
or maybe bcos it was in the night and she couldnt see clearly.

i wanna get my new timetable soon.



Sunday, April 15, 2007

yesterday was nice.

stl in the morning.
rushed to school to get stuff and ended up being late.
thanks steph for waiting.
played rp.
wasnt fantastic.

last minute plans to head down to yck for scc against new zealand match.
steph and i.
we bought food to picnic there while watching the match.
but the rain with lightning and thunder spoilt it all.
the game started late.
new zealand was a disappointment.
after watching what we thought to be two halves
we left.
only to wonder and watch the match carry on into the third third or quarter.
whatever it was.
from the mrt station.
pfft.

home it was.
to prepare for a nice evening with the boyfriend.
movie at vivo.
with alil shopping before that.
baby surprised me with gold class seats.
it was such an experience.
and who better to share it with than him.
we caught meet the robinsons.
the service was good.
with our very own adjustable couch and blanket.
and menu with lotsa tempting food.
and baby watched as i gobbled down all the nachos and popcorn.
sorry!
i was hungry.

after which we went for changi village nasi lemak.
to satisfy my tummy.

home it was.
baby stayed over.
and i was just so tired i drifted in and out of sleep while watching dvd.
just glad i gotta fall asleep in your arms.

you make me a happy girl.
thank you love.



Friday, April 13, 2007

friday the 13th just changed for the worse.

got nothing done.

actions speak louder than words.
no.
both actions and words speak for the heart.

i was just in the way.
along the way.
never a destination.

disappointments always get me.



Sunday, April 08, 2007

good friday wasnt good for me.
for various reasons.
it was a bad day.

it all started with the bad cramps.
then i had to go to work.
cos it was too last minute to get any replacement
and they must need people on a public holiday.
it was a long hard day at work.
cramps came and went.
at least it was a comfortable way home.
the boyfriend came to pick me up.

daddy was really sweet.
he called to ask how i was feeling and all.
and even offered to pick me up.
thank you.

finally finally
i gotta catch up on rest today.
after six consecutive days of work.
the finger can recover alil.
gotta wake up late.
lunch at billy bombers with the cousins and grandma.
aunt carina's treat.
took a nap with skittles.
got my haircut
and headed off for bbq at costa sands.

celebration of tpiranhas' 10th anniversary.
with easter
we played secret egg-mirer.
liting got me an egg with a rugby ball painted on it.
but i gotta crack it and eat it soon.
it's been hard boiled.
so i've only got pictures of it to keep.
i got deedee a pencil with an egg and a feather attached.
my very own creative project.
im proud of my product.
:)
played props.
funny shit.
then cake with our pictures on it.

thank you steph for coming to my rescue.
much love.

back to more rest.
to wake up to a lovely day tomorrow.
:)
goodnight world.



Tuesday, April 03, 2007

my finger hurts bad.
my hand hurts.
from scooping ice cream yesterday.
or maybe from two consecutive days of scooping.
yesterday i worked alone alright.
im kinda proud of myself cos they put me to work alone when im still new.
it means im capable.
:)
but it was crazy as hell.
i swear.
i had no rest at all.
the crowd just kept on coming.
and for goodness sake
it was monday.
supposedly a quiet day.
but sales amounted to over a thousand.
that shows im not lying about the many people part.
i almost went crazy.
im was tired and just needed rest.
so so glad that there was no training today.
instead we had meeting.
at least i dont hafta be physically worked out further and i can get home early and catch up on some rest
before going on with three more days of work.
oh my gosh.
six consecutive work days including last sunday with three full shifts.
someone pls tell me
im a superwoman.

alright.
done complaining.

wasnt supposed to work on friday
but gave in to their request.
and i just got another request to work til closing
but i turned that down cos i wanna see the boyfriend.
we havent met for almost a week.

i will work less in the weeks to come.
i need the rest.
plus camp coming up.
pfft.

it appeared in the papers today.
some colleague of mine got attacked by a group of malay guys using a long knife.
just bcos he stared at them on the bus as they were making alot of noise.
he got slashed on the head and neck and back.
i saw him after work after the attack happened.
the paramedics were attending to him
wrapping his head.
there was blood everywhere on the ground and soaked up on lotsa tissue.
stains of his blood are still present.
my gosh.
its just freaky.
tell me
isnt singapore supposed to be a safe place.
i dont feel that safe anymore.
i hate going home alone.

my posts are all about work.
pfft.
i have no life.
loren tries to date me but it just never happens.
bitch.
you'll soon forget me.
plan chalet when i cant make it.
present so hard to find.
:(

well
at least saturday was a day of fun.
celebrated chrissybel's birthday.
and im glad it's a successful one.
im just good at birthdays.
hee.
food was yummy.
my food was the envy of everyone at the table.
we ordered chocolate fondue especially for the birthday girl.
with a candle floating on a marshmallow in the middle of the chocolate.
yum.
post shopping.
seven cam whores.
meet ups are nice.

shit.
i got work tomorrow.
at least i've got luu.


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