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Thursday, April 30, 2009 @ 10:07 AM
[ Herve Leger ] Everyone loves couture. Because it's so haute (hot.. geddit??). I just merrily lol'ed to myself. Okay, couture aside, most people like fashion, at least to a certain extent, even if you AREN'T a brand whore. And now, I must declare that: I FUCKING LOVE HERVE LEGER OMG I WOULD DIE! DIE! DIE!!! TO OWN THOSE DRESSES. THOSE DRESSES FUCKING KILL ME!!!! KILLLLL ME!!!!! They're so fucking fantastic and amazing and and and and and I love them. LOVE THEM!!!! I would lose a ton of wight to wear them. (But that's not really saying much because, then again, I'd like to lose weight to wear nicer clothes in general) Now I'd like to think I'm no longer as materialistic as I once was because being broke has forced me to be a recessionista for the past year or so, and being frugal is really the icing on the fucking cake. But damnit you guys, I really do fucking love EVERYTHING the brand puts out! Hell, they could smear piss on a dress and I'd still fucking wear it! I OFFICIALLY HEART HERVE LEGER FOR LIFE. Or at least until I get bored. It'll take awhile.
@ 9:04 AM
[ Goodbye Sean ] So. Sean is leaving. I'm definitely some kinda sad. Partly because he'll be gone again, but really mostly because I know the nature of his trip isn't a regular undertaking of any sort. Not regular at all, mister. But it need to be done and so it will be done and it is going to be done. Commendable: to me, and to people who really know (but that's only a rare few). He'll be back in 3 months. Looking forward to that return already for future binks. I should go back to sleep, I've only had 3 or 4 hours of sleep. I don't feel that fucked up though, even though I am motherfucking full and I don't intend to eat anything the rest if the day unless I wanna either a) puke my guts out or 2) have some serious heartburn. And by heartburn I really mean a heart attack. Goodnight world (at 9am).
Monday, April 27, 2009 @ 10:52 PM
[ Oh noes ] oh my god. Maybe I'm obese and I don't even know it. Please proceed to Counter 4 and FREAK THE FUCK OUT.
@ 6:57 PM
[ Learning disabilities, and all that ] "You don't have a learning disability, you're just lazy." "Maybe that's the SYNDROME!!"
@ 5:10 PM
[ Freedom: T - 7 days ] OMG ONE MORE WEEK OF FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!!!!! HOLY FUCKING CRAP!
Thursday, April 23, 2009 @ 4:37 PM
[ Don't be a hater ] People who hate the country they were born and bred in make me sick. Like Singaporeans who hate Singapore. Their reasons are so shallow most times. They think that the Singapore Government is too authoritarian or totalitarian. They have limited options, limited freedom. The people here suck too much for them. The lack of freedom of speech or the controlled manner in which the news is reported here is crap to them. BEing politically-restrained is so much to handle, they can't take it. Think about this in context, please. You wanna move to another Asian country? Sure, one that doesn't provide the same level of security or stability as Singapore. You wanna move to an ang moh country? Ditto the reasons above, or feeling like a second-class citizen, or just basically constantly having that underlying feeling that you're alone - a minority race in a country that you weren't brought up in. Sure, this country has its flaws. But compared to other countries? We're doing pretty damn well. And if you don't like the people here, well, shit. Go like some other country's people then and suck their cocks, because we sure as hell don't want you here either you fucking cocksuckers. I really cannot be bothered to go into a lengthy tirade about why Singapore is 'better' or 'worse' than other countries. But if you hate Singapore, you lack the very fundamental basics of a thing called tolerance. You're fickle, and you can't appreciate what you've got. You're the kid who was fed the silver spoon and now you want a golden spoon and an army of feeders along with it. You disgust me. I had an invite to join this group on facebook: Singapore Sucks! and it's what got me going. I declined the invite, naturally, and also resisted the urge to delete the person from my list of 'friends'. (Actually maybe I should just delete this person, I don't care very much for him anyway.) But it's nice to know that there're still people standing up for this tiny country of ours. On that group's wall, people were heartily defending Singapore.. with legitimate reasons, and not so much "YOU SUCK COS YOU THINK SINGAPORE SUCKS!" It's nice to know the rigid level of education the government has plied on us has come to SOME use. And even then, there're still people out there who can't spell, or write, or think for shit. So if you wanna blame the government for a very unhappy childhood, go ahead and continue being illiterate, or unhappy, or demoralized, because this country simply taught you that life isn't all peaches and cream, baby.
Monday, April 20, 2009 @ 8:43 PM
[ Future (unused) joys ] I am gonna buy so much motherfucking makeup when I get my first paycheck. (I'll probably end up not really using the makeup because I have so much already jesus christ.) It has been SO long since I've freely bought ANYthing without feeling the pinch. Some clothes, shoes and bags would be nice too =) <-- I'm beaming, see? That's a beaming smile. GOOD LORD I JUST WANNA BUY THINGS (and consequently get over wanting to buy things after buying those things) AND BE LIKE, HEY BITCHES I CAN AFFORD THIS AND THE WORLD IS GOOOOOD HELLLLL YEAHHHHHHH!!
@ 4:34 PM
[ I'm getting paid ] My final exam ended on the 6th of April. And now, exactly 2 weeks later on the 20th of April, I've just been confirmed a job. I commence work on the 5th of May. I'm psyched!! omg. I'm only a bit worried about being able to get there because the office is shifting from Shaw to Dempsey Hill on the 8th (or around there). I ADORE long travelling times - not.
Saturday, April 18, 2009 @ 5:47 AM
[ Thank you for tonight ] I thank everyone for tonight.. for bothering to turn up, or for bothering to wish me a happy birthday, or both. Every small action adds up to something big in my hearttttt. [Listening to Spirited Away's theme song as I type this.. how emo.] Thank you. For everything. Song (for the wonderful-wonderful dinner.. it was unexpected and just really so generous. And for coming down to Butter too), Euge (for coming down to Butter as well!), Ming, Amanda, Kum, Terry, Alex (Sean's bro - thanks for being so awesome), Geks, Siddums, Peter (the chocolates were very nice and unexpected too), Mel Faith, Nate, Kenneth, Alexander, Sid, Bernice, Cash, Judy, Rachel Maria, Edison, Larry, Phil, Randy, and every miscellaneous stranger who wished me well. (And the people on facebook too.. ahahaha.) And of course the man of the night, the twinny4life, Sean. Tonight wouldn't have happened at all if it weren't for him. He made me cry tonight, but it was tears of heart-touchedness. Goddamn it I will miss him when he's gone. (Still listening to Spirited Away and feeling even more sad now.. damnit.) Sigh. Happy Birthday to me, and everyone who made it memorable. I love you guys. Much love, and I gotta say, it's a damn fucking great feeling to have friends. xoxo.
Friday, April 17, 2009 @ 9:26 AM
[ Spirited Away ] I watched the move like 5 consecutive times when I finally caught it a long time after it came out. I cried during the movie. Gawd. How weepy. But really nothing, absolutely nothing beats the capability this movie has to wrench tears from your eyes. And now because I came across the below music, I need to watch this movie again. Now. Or buy it. Or get the soundtrack. Or both. I hope I get a job soon so that I can get both. The music is just so awesome because personally, I have a fucking difficult time remembering details of movies, or the music that was in them. But for Spirited Away, hearing these songs always strikes a chord in me, and even if I don't remember exactly which part of the movie the music was from, at least I know it was from the movie. LOL. And honestly? Sadness pours from these songs. If you haven't watched the movie and you think I'm spouting utter bullshit, then how about you go back to your hole and stick yourself in there for the next millenia, because you can't be judgin' when you don't be knowin'. On a completely unrelated note, I hope somebody brings their camera tonight.
Thursday, April 16, 2009 @ 8:38 PM
[ Interview today ] My interview today went relatively well, I think. Chong/Chung (if I spelled it right) was nice enough. Professional, that I can say. It also lasted more than 2 hours. Fel said she thinks he wouldn't have spoken to me for so long if he wasn't (at least) slightly interested. Makes sense, but she didn't say more as she didn't want to jinx it hahahaha. I really can't say I did extremely well, or that I'm very confident about it. I don't want to jinx it too, and also, I really don't feel like I wasn't a superb applicant or anything lol. But I definitely did okay. We'll see on Monday or Tuesday. How do people emerge extremely confident from interviews, thinking that they've 'aced it'? 1) They don't know who the other applicants are.. maybe the other applicants were more qualified than they were. 2) They may have gotten a good response from the interviewer, but how do they know that the interviewer didn't give other applicants an eve better response? Conclusion: Stay low and just wait for the good news. Birthday's in a day or so. I'm fat, I have ugly tanlines, I wish I had more stuff (like clothes and shoes) and I'm broke. Here's to a better, richer birthday next year.
@ 2:31 AM
[ ] Um. Where the fuck are my Interview pants? If possible, I'd like to go for my interview with some pants, please.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009 @ 12:50 AM
[ Some pants ] I'm so fat now. I hope I'll be able to fit into my Interview Pants.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009 @ 7:37 PM
[ Anticipation ] I gotta say, I'm kinda psyched about getting a new job. Actually, I'm really quite fucking psyched! PSYCHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here's to the rest of my life.
Monday, April 13, 2009 @ 9:42 PM
[ Burnt & peeling ] I got sunburnt in Tanjung Pinang. Me, the Somalian kid, got burnt. Now my nose is peeling. I'm moisturizing best as I can to prevent my body from peeling too. UGH. It's itchy.. not a good sign. I'm hoping to even out my tan before Friday/Saturday.. if that's even possible. My tanlines are dark and are the shape of my tank top. Now I look like I'm permanently wearing a pale, skin-coloured tank top.. except that my tank top has nipples. Please don't let me be a disgusting peeling wreck on my birthday. Thanks.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009 @ 11:30 PM
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@ 9:46 PM
[ It's NEW again! ] Anddddd I got my old template back! Thank god because I thought I'd be stuck with some crappy ass motherfucking blogskin that was so disgusting I'd puke all over my keyboard everytime I looked at the blog. Anyways, my last exam was on Monday. And it hasn't really sunk in yet that I am, like, FREE FOR LIFE. Well... until I turn into an office drone la. Really looking to that, by the way. I hope I'll find a job I won't hate. I haven't hated a job yet (maybe only strongly disliked) but honestly speaking?... I really am kinda psyched about finding a job and earning money like a grown up adult and wear lipstick and heels and have big hair (oh I already have that). Yeah yeah I know the economy is shit and it's hard to find a good paying job or even a job you like and it's idealistic but hey, baby steps right honey? O'll be dusting off my resume because MAN IT IS HELLA DUSTY! Because the last few jobs I've taken I haven't had to show my resume due to my diligent, responsible personality (eh? wtf?).. HAHAHAHA. No but really. They didn't require me to gove them a resume so I was all peaches and cream. But now that I'm all graduatey and adulty and stuff I'm gonna need to magiclean that old resume of mine and make it nice and shiny again.. JUST LIKE ME! I'm NICE AND SHINY! PICK ME! (Wow I still can't believe I've graduated. Like, fucking finally guys. I know alot of people who have but in my social circle right now I'm one of the first and it feels slightly odd that I'm actually free from the reigns of education.. for now. Nyeh nyeh can't catch me stoopid guvmen!) The birthday's next week. I forgot about it til Sean mentioned it. It's handy sometimes having a good mate who shares the same birthday as you. LAWLZZZZZ. Maddie, out.
Saturday, April 4, 2009 @ 9:18 PM
[ Thriller @ butter ] I am so fucking sad that I can't make it to Thriller tonight. I was looking forward to it for so many weeks, listening to the promo and everything. IF ANYONE WHO CAN'T APPRECIATE THRILLER GOES TO BUTTER TONIGHT (and then proceeds to bitch about it) I WILL SLAP THEM. I REALLY WILL. Fucking undeserving motherfuckers. DJ Inquisitive talked to me on fb earlier today and it's so weird, we actually know each other. From a long time back.. Kream days (omg). We'd been introduced by Sascha or something, he says he can't remember. Oh my god. I want to go to Butter so bad tonight. DJ Inquisitive's mixes are wicked sick la.
@ 3:03 PM
[ Sigh ] New blogskin is like wtf. Goddamnit this is such a bitch reworking everything. *stabs self* I'm going to sleep now, because like the chao mugger toad I was I didn't get a wink of sleep last night. Goodnight, world.
@ 2:39 PM
[ One down, bitches! ] One exam down. An exam that I REALLY could not care about. As long as I pass I'm peachy. And the finalfinalfinal exam on Monday. Call me short-sighted (because I am.. where the hell are my glasses?) but all I care about right now is, cough, the now. This will be over in 2 days and I am pissing my pants I'm so fucking excited. The only way I could be more excited would be if I won ten million fricking bucks and a trip to Disneyland with the mickey mouse ears and everything. FUCKKKKKINGGGG HELL I'LL BE GRADUATING SOON OMGOMGOMGOMG PISSING MY PANTS PISSING MY PANTS PISSING MY PANTS.
Friday, April 3, 2009 @ 4:36 PM
[ Hiatus? Already? ] Wow I accidentally deleted my blog layout, and I didn't have it backed up, and now it looks like complete crap and I feel disgusted by it.
@ 12:04 AM
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Thursday, April 2, 2009 @ 12:19 PM
[ Tweet me ] I just joined Twitter earlier this evening and I've been fucking around on it, as well as watching bits and pieces of anime, chatting on msn, checking up when Thriller next rolls around at Butter, and listening to the Thriller mix by Inquisitive leon for the past - ohhh - 4 hours or so. I'm either maniacally efficient or a complete time waster, I can't quite decide. To quote the music, "rave is king", hahahahaha. I've gotten Chris into Butter's Thriller night already, and I'm looking forward to getting a few more kakis for it because I am psyched. Not quite as psyched as me finally finishing fuckin' school, but it's just about damn close. I impulsively joined Twitter on a whim to see what the hype was about without finding out if I knew anyone who was on it, but it's really alot like facebook - if you don't have enough friends on it to follow then it'll just be a bit sad for you, unless you like following only celebrities and news and that sort of thing. Yeaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh... yawn. Good thing is that I'm slowly finding friends who ARE on Twitter so my life will soon be super twitterspicy hahahahaha.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009 @ 6:51 PM
[ Vomit the extragavance ] Sometimes after looking at alot of clothes and makeup online I feel a bit like puking my guts out. Perhaps it's due to the sheer overwhelming amount of material things out there that are so gorgeous yet unaffordable to me, and suppressing those feelings of wanting all these material things. But when I see it all online those suppressed feelings want to plow their way out of my system and it results in a slightly pukey kind of feeling instead. I'm brilliant. I've got this therapist shit down PAT, yo.
@ 5:07 PM
[ Sea of Stupidity ] "You don't understand, Yuzuru-san.
@ 12:48 AM
[ Moisturized lips.. I has them. ] I have 14 lip balms right now. (And way more lipsticks and glosses but those are understandable.. right?? RIGHT???) Of these 14, 7 are open, and the other 7 lie patiently in wait til it's time for use. I reckon I won't be needing to buy lip balms for the whole of 2009, unless I decide to one day generously apply lip balm all over my huge moonface. I need a tan. NEED IT. NEEEEEEEDS ITTTTTTT. And also, technically counting today as Wednesday, I only have 4 days to my final FINAL FINAL FINAL exams! My last 2 exams are this Saturday and Monday and then - holy hell - I am free. I am FREE to never study again should I choose to! NEVER! NEVER STUDY AGAIN! The implications make me weak the knees like a new very-generous lover. I haven't been this excited in a longlonglong time. Shit, I'm fucking PSYCHED as shit man. During my last lesson on Monday, I kept jumping and fidgeting in my seat. I mean like, I was swinging in my seat like I had lizards in my panties. You get the idea. The tutor must've thought I was on some serious major crack or some shit. I AM GRADUATING. That sounds kinda whacked out to me. Lol. GOD I AM LOVING THIS. Freedom from school in 5 days.. that's crazy! I may study again, but that's not the point. The point is, I AM FUCKING DONE. And anything else I do after this is purely optional. SUCK IT SUCK IT SUCKKKKKK ITTTTTTTT. |