steph's saturday!

so saturday.
an eventful day, kinda.
i spent the whole day being out in the same chillax outfit;
shorts, slippers, and some stupid brown striped polo top.
and i opted for sunnies over my beloved yellow umbrella (eh eh eh)
and yes, it poured the whole day. PFFT.

started the day at 8,
in school by 10 for the internship launch.
waste of time if you ask me.
melissa made me a cupcake, me li-ke.
i know you li-ke too.
off to lunch with muna, haha, and pika.
han's sucked! the one at tampines is really bad.
it was nice talking to the girls,
over stupid stuff, and drunkard moments.
2 of em left, it was muna and i.
so we wasted about 2 hours walking through the malls,
before we headed to shimo's to head to YCK for the bucks vs bedok kings game.
went to buy beers, and they wanted to check our ids.
(what the?!)

got over to shimo's but we were still early,
so we played "go fish" on the elmo cards.
god i suck at these kiddy games.
*'L' over the forehead*
hannan was done in school, so we walked down and hopped into his car.
and we never made it to the game,
coz we got involved into a car accident.
thank god it wasnt that bad.
it was like a pendulium of 4 cars, us being #2.
#1 stopped too abruptly, so #2 had to too,
barely touching each other.
car #3 on the other hand went BISH straight into us,
so hard the boot popped open, and his whole bumper and what not, was totalled.
car #4 just played bumper cars with us.
back and forth with multiple impacts.
held up, and muna and i needed to pee.
car got towed to the workshop, we met the couple there.
after everything was settled, we cabbed back to shimo's to get her mum's car to drive out.

met hadi at YCK and watched the blacks vs scc match.
wasnt too interested in watching them play, but whatever.
we tried to hook muna and hadi up,
but poor boy just wasnt in the mood.
*tickles his chin*

went to beach road after for some food.
which was too spicy for me at that time! :S
headed to molly's to meet up with the girls,
who told me to get out of my hole,
coz i was sooo darn short compared to them in heels.
hopped around to bq, and back,
and to bb's with kami and pia, with carmel popping by.
then to chinaone. where i had a hella time!
i think i must've bumped my head or something.
coz on any other ordinary day,
i don't think i'd actually do something like that.
but it sure gave me a good laugh,even throughout the hangover day.


tagged by the 'bucks women's rugby'
and my name and number along with it :)



pia couldnt stop laughing.
neither could i.


and i'm done. look casual.
so guys, try not to get drunk when i'm around.

and this whole time, there was a dude in hat that watched me from afar,
arms folded, watching this monkey marking out her meat,
all he needed was a popcorn box in hand.

soon after, one of the bucks boys i think had too much to drink,
he abruptly brushed passed us, and plonked on a chair,
and started puking.
MAN DOWN!
so being the good simaritan that i think i am,
i petted him on the back hopeing he'll feel better,
but he was flinging his arms around randomly,
almost telling me he just wanted to puke discretely.
er, OKAY.
i didnt even realise he was puking on his pants.
and i was so brave to tell the manager and bouncer to go away. HA.
the manager returned, only to ask if i've dropped my phone.
OMG yes *blush* phew.
he was brought out by some of the boys.
low and behold, the same fella with folded arms was there,
watching me.
i bet he was thinking "gosh this girl likes her men PISSED DRUNK"
LOL.
it was pretty funny to admit.
pia left, so i spoke to him awhile,
trying to assure him that NO i do not 'attack' drunks.

headed to MOS to meet up with marli and the rest.
the bartender asked me if i wanted 'something extra' for my drink coupon.
and he came back with a lychee martini for me.
you're the shizzles!
next one was the same,
and i remember kissing him on his hand, HA!
but i hate those martini glasses, especially when you're tipsy, like happy high.
coz i swear, my toes drank more then i did.
saw albert, just as i was leaving.

i was too zonked by the time i got home.
god.
thus the motto,
"keep holy the hangover day"
wasnt that hungover, surprisingly,
but i was just too sleep deprived! :(


i miss you, booboo face.

my letter to you

dear you,

you never fail to amaze me,
and it is torture.

you put the colour back to my greyscale,
and i can imagine you making my mornings afloat on cloud 9,
being my back support of warmth in silence;
that kiss at the back of my head.

you're my perfection, you make me feel perfect.
i can't stop thinking about you,
and how it could never happen.

i hate how its so far-fetched,
a whisper of impossibility that doesnt root me anywhere near my sanity.
you're too much of a yearning,
of completion.

however the cards will be played,
will our lives change?
i feel a good thing coming,
only dashed by the bungy cord back to reality

things you'll never know, or i'll never say,
it's just the last i needed voice out,
before you go on your way, and i do mine.
you're just precious, and there's no one like you.

sometimes it just feels so right, that you can't ignore
and sometimes, you gotta stop telling lies to yourself.
when its so hard to do, but so easy to say,
sometimes you just have to walk away.



and i feel so stupid.

girls night out

my wednesday was packed.

started off with school at 2,
i got a c for coursework for organisational behavior.
and i know nothing about the subject, so good luck during my exam.
class ended at 4, me and mel went for food.
met shimo, and then we browsed the bucks online store.
so many many thingssss. sigh.
and then we went for our "girls' night out" captain's ball game.
i've not played that in a long while,
and trust me, after getting into a sport like rugby,
with the nature of the game, and the shape of the ball,
its hard to cope!
especially when people are so much taller then you.
but i did score quite abit, shimo played very well.
and the whole time i kept bulldozing people over.
funny how on grass and the pitch i get more bruises and scraps,
versus on a concrete. :)
got into abit of a tiff with one girl who had no sportsmanship,
funny how the guys didnt try to break us up.
but it was stupid,
then after she apologised.
i appreciate the effort, but i dont care about the drama.
i really enjoyed the games though, i love having monkey fun with these girls.
we came in third, ended early, so i rushed home toget ready to meet the girls,
for a real girl's night out.

waredrobe mulfunction.
picked naomi and shawn in a cab and headed to clarke quay.
the usual london bridge.
and then we went to mos.
hopped over to chinaone for a beer.
then to pump room where rachel joined us.
lychee mojitos are lovely.
rachel just loves quick fucks.
there was a naomi version of a guy, who fell asleep on the dancefloor.
freaking hilarious, while standing too! gosh .
to gotham to check out the scene.
but nah, so we went back to mos
studio 54 is pathetic on wednesdays!
apart from the good looking guy who made out with another guy on the dancefloor.
smoove was the only crowded place,
not disgustingly pack as always thank god.
so i set out on my task given by rachel. ha.
i ended up dancing with this chinese dude, alan.
he dances well, and he seems like a great person.
we all went for breakfast at macs after.
the 2 london blokes who were trying to order food were reallllly hilarious.
alan sent me home, was online till about 7ish,
and i got about what was collectively 2 hours of sleep.



and i'm really starting to feel so pudgy.

its lovely.

i can't believe i was in on a friday night.
and now, saturday night too.
man what a life.
and i know just what i need.


that's the side of you i knew you always had.

my wonderwall

the game with the australian army wasnt that bad afterall.
10-0 to them. but it was a great game on our part.
i'm lovin' it.
everyone did well, esp in coming together.
captain kami broke her wrist! :(
get well soon darlin!
bq for drinks on the never ending bus ride.
sometimes people just make singapore seem so big i swear.
11pm by the time we got there.
we won the boatrace! :)
oh i love to dance, so did their hooker who can hella dance BTW!
kudos to her, and hellen for the bartop danceoff.
their full back is too hot i swear. (shocking steph!)
karen just wanted to rape their roo, tsk!
and it's national day. (wah)
and and PIA"S OFFICAL 30tH (WEEEE! )

headed to chinaone with raph, carmel, pia, becs and hellen,
the last 3 disappeared to the hospital to visit kami.
we partied at chinaone for abit, mvpuki carmel was clobering people with her shaft.
even the hot drummer! HAAH.
to mos with raph. met marli and some other touch ruggers there.
ad! ju! :)
i just left my bag at 54, and guess what, the bouncers kept it! :S
and i met raph's (hot) friend of a friend, albert.
who was alright, not too bad and i thought he'd be a nice guy.
TEH. wrong again steph.
yeah well. i know i deserve better,
but the real question is, can i get better?
anyhoots, so when we were leaving, i made a big whooha about how my wallet's not in my bag.
only after talking to the bouncer, making reports and rumaging through my bag,
did i realise it was with albert.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFT.
oh me so hungry!

next day, woke up at 3ish to get ready for the bbq,
happy timerlion day,
in commeration of tim's little merlion escapade.
naomi came over first to help me with stuff that needed foil,
coz i suck at those.
then we had so much spare time, we made cupcakes!
with nice cookies and cream frosting. SUPERBLY SCRUMPTIOUS!
rachel came, we started out fire.
cooked abit, then felix came, then the rest of the jimbos.
cooked all the food, and we cleared up, tim felix naomi rachel and i.
the best part was when we sprayed water onto the porch, felix trying to reach tim who stood by the sliding door (widely opened)
i was afraid he might have gotta water into the house, so i just tickled felix!
and smart boy let the hose go, and walah.
sprinkler fest on rachel naomi and i.
that was the most fun we've had all these while,
of not having time to come together, since out bintan trip.
i missed my moments like these.
and the black weeners and damn cockroached plastic bag.

the boys were watching troy, the girls were half alseep
and for some reason, no one drank much.
didnt even finish a botle of absolut.
we put season 10 of friends on after.
drinking games were so, on and off.
woohoo (?)
:)
everyone cleared out at about 2am
and i left the room clearing up to the next day
somehow this year wasnt as fun as the last

i didnt go to schooooooooooool anyways.
tsk.
didnt manage to get my ass across the island to watch the aussie army vs blacks.
that would've been one hell'eva game.

and people, please start texting me your contact numbers,
coz i have a replaced sim card with zero contacts.

i feel like a nomad with my life.
and come september i'll be swarmed.
hopefully i get to go on a holiday before that. please.


you are like my armchair,
my invisible safety net.
take me to the umbrella room,
afterall, you're my woderwall.

hit by a boat

the weekend was smashing!

saturday was the killer $30 cab ride all the way to like, near malaysia!
wtf.
raffles marina! where i use to go when i was way younger.
so yes, it was pia's 30th!
and we got a boat! :)
freakin awesome.
it was rania, becs, pia, kami, helen, barbara, julie, liz, carmel and beth.
went out to reclaimation island for a swim with the floaties!
when i got back on board, i slipped! and it was hilarous how i hung on for dear life,
laughing like a broken violin,
instead of letting go and falling into thw water. BAAAH
then ross and muse put on the barbie.
we swang on a rope from the front to the back of the boat.
my go just was slicing the surface of the water with the bum.
we played never ever, and it was juicy.
barbara, you're very active i had no idea. good on ya!
and it wasnt a god combination for her, with the booze and rocking boat,
coz she was sick after, but she was a good sport for sticking it through.
chat over drinks on deck was nice
and they LOVED the cupcakes.
or at least they were drunk and polite i think. :)
docked at 830 at sentosa. we didnt even shower!
we just got into our sailorette outfits and headed to bq.
the boys wernt there coz they don't know how to party like us.
so we went to molly's. then walked to pump room
and inbetween that trail, MY PHONE FELL OUT OF MY POCKET!
and there it went. bye bye phone.
so now, i'm pretty uncontactable.
all my contacts, messages, pictures. SIGH.
oh my baby. :(
or if anyone's seen a white erricson somewhere along boat and clark quay,
FIND ME.
pump room was great!
we raided the bartop again. awesome.
met kate and her friend tom there.
and we left the sailorettes for chinaone.

this dude who wanted to light a ciggarette tried to pick me up for a quickie ah.
pity, he was gorgoues. very good looking. henry.
who wanted to pull me away from chinaone and take me home to his house across the river.
and say i can come back after. jackass.
toooooooooooo bad you are goodlooking.
i cant believe it still, kate's leaving :(
boooooooooogied with her always makes my saturday.
i cant wait for pictures!

forced myself to wake up today coz of the game with blacks.
by 12 i was up and feeling like SHIT.
and OMG I HAVE A MILLION BRUISES!
arms, legs, thighs, shin, tummy!
its not like small ones. its HUGE AH.
and the one under the bum takes the cake.
size wise, and colour.. gosh. i'm giving it 2 weeks.
i'll take pictures of it soon. sucks that i dont have my phone :(
i made 2 packets of instant noodles and finished it in gulps! along with tea.
still no better. just fatter
ebo offered to gimme a ride to turf city. my savior.
i really didnt trust myself to get me to turf city in one piece.
reached there and this cab in front of us suddenly stopped, and started reversing!
LIKE WTF! he whammed into us. lucky it was slow speed, both parties.
but it was so WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYNA DO ?!
we have our new kit! the shorts are HUGE ! i could roll em 3 times in!
warmed up and i felt like my head was 3 seconds behind me.
i really dont know how these girls handle their hangovers.
in the end, the game got cancelled because our dear david ash who was suppose to ref,
didn't even show up or inform anyone. pffft.
how could someone just do that?
wasted pitch, we got our opponents out somemore, its not nice.
not even for US. sigh.
and poor katie, her last game with us and it didnt happen.
newton for dinner with helen and pia.
laksa was alright, katong ones are still besttttt. but pia's prawns looked WOWZERS
took the train home, and i hate how people pick their nose in public,
like really go in for it, gold diggers.
and how people, especially phillipinos just RUSH to get on the train, without letting people get off, and they seem all giggle about it, and they giggle to the people who were waiting to get on the train but they conveniently shove them kinda.
like, have you heard of the word, civilised?
sheesh.

ive got a final project sudmission on wednesday, and ive not even started.
good luck steph!
to do this week:
* project
* appraisals
* trainings
* wednesday's australian navy game
* national day bbq
* be home for my sim card delivery on tuesday
* touch on saturday
* sushi with the girls
* gym
* find a damn bf
* BAKE MORE CUPCAKES!
* understanding art mask

WHOEVER BLOODY FOUND MY PHONE AND CHOSE NOT TO RETURN IT,
FUCK YOU BITCH.
I HOPE YOU'LL LOSE SOMETHING TOO.
OR MORE.
AND THAT BOILS WITH PUS OOZING OUT WILL BE ALL OVER YOUR DAMN FACE,
AND NETHER REGIONS.
coz you make me sad.
DIE MOFO!
*bishbishbishbish!*

i knew it was gon happen!!

i knew it! I JUST KNEW IT.

so it starts off with a rather productive day,
getting my slides together, with pointer notes as well,
for my presentation at 4.
and the usual stuff.
i thought i would be late (again)
(and ironically i wore the 'little miss late' shirt today)
so i hurried to the bank, wanting to replace my atm card.

and you know your life is mundane when you start your 10 min walk to the bank,
untangling your mp3 earpiece while attempting to j-walk across the road.
so by 3.25, i got to the bank, and dear me,
service has really been so much emphesized upon nowadays,
and the people at DBS should be ambassidors i swear.
i went to the information counter to enquire about how i can get a replacement,
and she was like "OH i'm so sorry to hear about your loss."
unnecessary, perhaps, coz what's it to her,
but hey, i didnt see that coming!
the queue was zzzzz, but it moved.
in 10 it was my turn, and i promoted my lost card to a debit one.
and by 3.45 i was outta there.

cabbed down to school, and reached with 10 minutes to spare
little miss not-late, HA!

then i got lost tryna find the relocatted classroon, ended up 10 minutes late,
even after being rescued by jeric.
i was the last to present. some of the previous presentation were hard to sit through,
no, PAINFUL.
from the poor attempt to read artistic names and words,
which obviously they just cut and pasted on a chunk basis,
and being seen for the first time,
to being pasted it in a distastful colour scheme that even the presenter himself couldn't decipher.
i felt over prepared, coz i really spent time doing each slide perfectly.
my presentation of it could have been better, but the mood was just so, informal.
anyway, i guess it paid off,
i got 17/20. WHOOP WHOOP.
i really hope it pulls up my grade for this subject, which pulls up my gpa.
my art review was quite a letdown, 14/20.
well, i really need to work for the last assignment to make up for the first which i pathetically flunked.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh!

headed to bouna vista to meet bird, and to uwc for training.
good session, great seeing old faces! :)
mostly everyone's back from vacationing.
i really hate that kate's leaving soon. :(
the field was shaite! the chunks of slob and mud, phew!

cabbed straight (OH MY I CAB TOO MUCH!) to simpang for late dinner with rachel and felix.
boy was i stuffed.
chatted, stocked up my fridge.
BUSSED home.
and to my utmost I KNEW IT WAS GON HAPPEN horror,
there it was.



my freakin' lost atm card, sitting nicely on my desk
JEEPERS BAJANGJANGNESS OF A FUTHAMUCKER garrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrl.

the bucks merchandise is out,
looks pretty good.
i wanna get the shorts, and the socks, and the gym shirt, and the white t-shirt, and the bag
and a sugar daddy who's gon buy them for meeeee. :)

last presentation i'll ever do in school tmr (AWWWW)
debate-role playing one,
i like!

off to bed now!
love,
the belly tubby.

next stop

so i just signed my letter of appointment today.
i'm officially contracted by the events company, staging connections.
i'm quite excited and looking forward to spending my time there,
hopefully i do get overseas opportunities.
but just signing it makes me start to worry again,

its another reality checkpoint.

what am i gonna do next?
graduation is soon, just upon completion of the exams,
its straight to interning, and i'll be slapped with a diploma,
and be told to fish off and worry about my life's next step.
give me a compass instead? :S

but seriously, work or school?
i dont mind work,
get my foot in the door perhaps with this internship opportunity with such a reowned company,
and tap into the potential i.r. market coz well,
my diploma is related?
or continue with school while im still young,
like all at one shot,
and possibly miss work opportunities that my peers might have?
i dont even know what or where i wanna do my next step of studies.
abroad definately.

its not that i want time to stop passing me by,
so i can take my time and not make so many decisions at once.
but rather, i want assurance
in my investments of decisions that i am about to make.
oh yes, that's my other not-so-impressive trait of being indecisive.
what can or should i do next?


one....
two...
threeeeee....



MEGA SIGH!
and frown.
whoever it is who took my atm card, please give it back.
if not, you'll get boils where the sun don't shine,
HMMPF!

good clean fun

i thought the ones that were tagged on facebook was hillarious,
but these one takes the cake!









yes these are the bucks ladies,
or pukis rather;
my weekend dosages of fun

what else can i say?
welcome back becs!
(and i can't wait to see the pump room pictures!! HAHA )

australian navy game next on the 7th of aug,
sure, scared shitless,
but watch for it ;)

p.s. - puki = vagina/cunt/cheebai/flower/9th hole

baaaaaaaaaah

the weekend was a rather rough one.

saturday was a quiet day in.
till vini and emily called me out for chinaone boogeying.
the crowd was good.
and that same cute kiwi guy kaleb was there!
gosh. i wanted to talk to him,
but i got 'interrupted' by this guy from finland,
juha, andhis friend mika.
"i hope you dont mind a hieneken"
:)
never heard that one before.
he smells good!
headed to attica with them after for a little dancing



me and juha, gosh my face looks so round and fat


mika!

i felt so sick in the morning, i'm thinking its the mix of beers and vodka.

ordered in macs in the afternoon,
got it to go, headed down to yio chu kang to watch the finals between src and blacks.
src put on a really good fight. commandable.
still felt sick, i couldnt stomach my food.
more food from the buffet table, with awesome eclairs.
headed to molly's after. the girls did it again,
beat GUYS at a boat race.
freakin awesome!
they were the american navy boys.
kinda spoke to one of them after,
(the cutest of the bunch)
zach he was.
i enjoyed the conversation.
and sometimes guys can have such hearts.
he spoke so much and greatly of his fiance,
its just so lovely to hear.
sad, that he's taken coz he was cute, and sweet to top it off,
but its just an awwww in the heart hearing how he can't wait to get home to her,
coz he asked her to marry him 2 days before he 'travelled around the world'
it just makes me feel hopeful,
and a little awful.
*pouts*

i really can't help but think there's something wrong with me,
and that i can't measure up, or that i don't know how to,
its like a wicked sign and inclination from up there, that i don't deserve it.
and it really sucks.
coz all i want is just a place to 'go home to'
a place in a person, a place that'll be my rock.
i know theres so much more to me, but i'm just so put down.

to pump room after,
with pia, becks, kami and kate
where off to a slow start coz i was freeeeeeakin sober.
then onto the tabletops.
we make sunday nights fun ;)
heeeeeeeeh.
i left early coz, well i was still sober
and i felt lke a fish outta water.
and i just wanted to be alone, at home,
feeling all miserable, and seek comfort under my comforter.
and just be with that familiar calming.

i so need something to look forward to.
i don't think i can hang on much longer.
and guys, please remember to take out your trash.

dear you.

<3

full rugby day.

my knees are so disgustingly scratched/scrapped!
from the fall on the sand patch at spe last tues t
o the scrapes and scratched from turf city.
grossling.
and my butt's been aching since thursday's training.

i hate waking up to a feeling of my belly bulging out.
pfffft.

full rugby day i swear.
youth in touch was alright.
could have done better, personally and for all.
but for 4 training session, the freshmen REALLY went very far,
got us to third placing, and it was an achievement.
claire, you did well darlin'.
headed down to spe with shimona and haha.
sheema was there!
so was abdul *wink*
caught the div 1 game.
bucks got clobbered.
showered and got tarted up haha and shimo left,
met the bucks ladies who were from molly's watching the tri nations game.

carmel, pia, kami, kate and barbara


barbara and kate getting beers to go.

beered up and watched the premiere game.
halfway someone got stretchered off,
according to hearsay, he broke his arm.
yikes!
the bucks lost again, but it was SUCH A CLOSE MARGIN.
a conversation difference i think.
but the bedok kings do play well.

barbara. me. carmel and pia at the game.




headed to bbs on clarke quay next.


(on this baby, we'd wish!)
some guy wanted a quickie in the toilet while i was waiting to use it.
correction, some OLD guy.
drinks with the girls there,
some guy was asleep on the chair,

which kami teased his ear, and he was still alseep.
when he woke up, kate realise they knew each other, AWESOME.
it was barry! who took kate on the reverse bungee later on.

rugby barbie looked worried its almost hilarious.
pia got this group of australian navy officiers or something to take us on in the boat race.
prizes for guessing who won? :) WE DID.
a guy from another table bought us a bottle of moet!
sweeeeet.
had something to eat, the food that was out for the men,
and barbara's super yummy pizza!


kami, carmel, kate, me and barbara


PUKI GOGGLES!


barry, the awake version.
over to china one! somehow it only ended up being kate, kami, chris and i.



pia was sloshed and going bi-polar on my ass
and rambling on and disappearing i kinda felt insufficiently boozed up.


we all still parties none the less.
met hadi, who i still think played well as full back in the premiere game,
the brothers, jeff and marius.
the crowd wasnt that good.
the bucks boys came along,
omg abdul you're so handsome, its almost sinful.
the rain made me shiver.

met tony, really cool and opinionated english bloke,
who speaks cantonese and drives like a mad fella! haha.
and eileen, who OMG is cousin of singapore rugby hottie, paul foster.
yum.
to newton for stingray and kailan.
i swear east side food is better.
and service there is awesome!
the aunty with the big hair came and wiped us down with tissue!
cute la. shes escentric.
cabbed back with chris, i think i just fell asleep in the cab la.
haha. and it feels good.
i kinda forgot how it felt like to be warm.
i miss you chris. i'm glad i got to spend yesterday with you.

and you're just a pretty face,
prolly with a little substance and heart underneath.
but i really just dont care to know, because i'm no one,
and that's all i'll ever be when it comes to you.

ohoh.

"the car STINKS of durian. and there is a long scratch on the passenger side.
there is also a dent and depression at the passenger door"

IT IS NOT ME!

and it looks awfully deliberate.
its either there way earlier before, and coz of the durian stench,
which i dont know where it came from,
that my dad checked the car and found it.
OR
that the car was attacked when i was parked at the mos carpark.
can't be geylang coz when i parallel parked, i was quite near the curb,
as compared to the taxi in front and behind me.

HELP!

anyway mum knows i used the car,
coz when she used it next, it ws still hot. heh.
and dirty she says.
so i suspect, she suspects me.
if she knows how not a bad driver i am. pfffft.


and if it was you, RUN.
i'ma get you.

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

car keys, without kakhis!
yes, i stole em again.
in the end, i picked lu up and we went for a night in the town,
gotham to watch the male dancers,
which i surprisingly did not fancy as much as i thought i would,
then to velvet dragon where willson was spinning,
and then to MOS.
dim sum supper was nice, yes lu, you eat ALOT.
i suddenly love century egg poridge.
sent lu home and i sped home within 2 mins,
i was parked on the porch,
and could i be more clumsy then to lean on the horn,
HOOOOONK!
wtf. great. rushed to put the keys back where they were,
in time to hear mum's alarm go off,
"OUT TILL SO LATE?"
"AH YES, WENT OUT WITH LU-ANNE"
"nonsense"
i didnt have time to put the key in the original position,
so i flicked it, and quickly vanished.
i enjoyed it while it lasted,
and spenging time with dear lu.

saturday's game was my first as flyhalf,
weeehee! i've always wanted that position.
theres so much more i can learn, but i liked how it went,
minus the fartlet of a kick at the end.
oh oh oh! i got shouldered in the nose, and bled out for abit.
the night out was not as mad as the previous',
guess we were all just too knackered.
but we had fun.
the proof is in the pudding

from src, to bq to chinaone to having nowhere to home.
oh, and i burnt my hair over a candle at chinaone while talking across the table.
great.
congrats kamicakes for the most valueble puki.
great job issuing the dare cards,
for wearing your clothes inside out the whole night,
karen who rode the barstool, "yehaaa"
babara who asked for a ciggerette and returned it saying "no thanks i dont smoke"
ME who had to give a bottle a blow job and finish is, wiping my mouth in satisfaction.
at least no knickers went down this time!
there was one picture with the bald guy in green in the background.
OH MY GOD MY KINDA HOT!
sad the most we had was just a massive eye-fuck, one part of the night.
but you're still my number one adbul *wink*

and back to a week of pretty much, nothing
decided to play touch this weekend,
we'll see how that goes.

i miss you quite terribly,
but if your just the same like the rest of them,
just leave the shattered pieces on the floor,
and not stomp on them.
don't bother coming back, and just leave me be.

if only you knew, how perfect you were.

wadda wednesday

cranky is not my word.
i've just not mastered the skill
of pretending/ignoring when i'm just ruffled the wrong way.
maybe i should have held it in more,
but i just couldnt,
i had to get away.

i hate the way i'm treated sometimes,
i hate they way people look over my head.
not in the way that i'm short,
but to some, in ways that i cannot measure up;
ways they've conguered.

today is just a very wrong day.
with nothing to make things right,
not even in ways i know how.

i'm at a point where i couldnt care less,
coz frankly, i don't think neither of you do too anyways.
so whatever comes, whatever goes.
i don't care, for nothing.


oh well, my first bike lesson's tomorrow.
woohoo steph.
whatever.
:)

puki power

saturday's game wasnt good/much for me.
i hate being sick in the middle of the season.
and i just couldnt catch up.
such a let down i am, to people,
and me.
oh well, with that over.
this saturday's my only chance of a comeback,
if not for myself.
for these clowns who never fail to make all my saturdays,
better then the last.
(see below!)

yes we love puki!
BQ bar, molly malone's, butterfactory.
dare cards are awesome.
so is being a complete puki kuku head.

dim sum dollies the next day with ad, ad whiner, marli, sujan, mag, jude, and flo was nice,
other then the pulsating head
and the fear of dying from panadol.
pizza hut dinner at home and lots of food after,
i was shocked.

well, this week's been great.
apart from the loafing at home coz somehow school's been, barren.
people's bringing me back, to being the me i was.
or maybe its just the catching up with people i dont always see.

i loved my friday with sham,
transformers, sushi dinner, mac cafe and that dreadfully long walk,
the day before my game please!
but it was nice.
lovely is the word.
i missed you sham!
i was shocked to how freely me i was.
we spoke of things, that i wouldn't normally speak about,
people, life, family yadder.
and it really got me in touch with things that i've been running away from,
or rather people and what they mean to me,
and how i need to take the time to show them how much they mean to me
*soap opera music in the background*
your one-word word is, surprising.
and surprisingly,
you bring out the best in me.

just came back from training which was greeeeeeaaat.
apart from that stinging bruise on my knee,
oh my, i'm still a girly girl at the end of the day.
so.
met hadi abit.
then had dinner at marius.
after haunting for a place, settled for simpang
and i loved the food and company.
hope he did too anyways,
other then the stingray.
he still eats cereal out of small boxes,
sweeeeeeeet.
i'd like to try that one day too :)
once i get over my peanut butter and jelly sandwich phase.

let's see how the rest of the week/month plays out.
i'm playing my new favourate song on my blog
till it becomes my un-favourite.

if you're reading this post to catch up with things that are going on with me,
i'm sorry ive been consumed by time,
and i love the effort you make in your small little ways,
one day, i'll come back .

ah choooooo

suddenly i realise, quite a number of people do read.
so, i'd better post, better entries.

so what's been the highlights of my life of late.
hmmmmm.

apart from being addicted to the rubix cube,
i seem to be having an extra long holiday as compared to other tp students.
and a whole lot of free time doing nothing,
makes you fall sick.
YES, it does. AHCHOO.

saturday's game was alright.
i still feel i'm not cut out to play winger. HAHA.
post party was awesome.
bused to bq bar was filled with rugby songs
and stickers
mine said "ask me about my puki" and i got fined after for being excited about the sticker.
pffft.
dinner was nice. small talk with shimo, haha and raph.
then it was boat races, drinks and dancin!
and an impromptu limbo please. haha.
then a superman came in! HAHA.
one of the girls pulled down his underpants and out popped crumpled tissues.
he went to take a piss i guess, with helen attacking him for his cape and boots with much success.
and rumor has it, he peed himself.
sounds about credible, since a full body leotard suit is hard to get out of :P
then it was my turn to steal the cape! :)
and i was hoisted up by the girls! that was fun, and no i didnt scream like how i did when i was first lifted during training.
the cape was fun dance prop, from a towel, to a metador's cape to a whip. whoop whoop.
hannie can do a split! like OMFG! wahahah.
more dancing and mocking "superman" with kate,
then it was to chinaone all of us for more dancing.
i never realised it was fun on saturday nights there!
met audrey who came back from the states,
and CHANEL! from aussie land
i miss the girls so much! from back in the kindergarten days.
together with farmer and cherm.
drinks and dancing all night long, all night.
i was happy high. sweet.
mr one hand man, you look good :P
there was this one guy, newzealander i think, at the dance floor,
omg HOT. haha. and he has nice strong hands.
and his pick up line, "what position do you play?"
not that a fantastic one, but effort there. HAHA.
but i kinda left, to meet marli,
of corse after i made rachel come get a "very drunk beyond help" steph,
only to surprise her with audrey's return.
she wasnt too surprised ah :( not fair.
anyway, pump room with marli, sujan and carmel,
then attica.
by the end of the night, i was pissed tired!
i remember cugging down 2 hash browns at macs,
and walking because getting cabs was hopeless,
then sitting down at a curb,
and then being home asleep on my belly.
oh how i abuse myself sometimes.


monday i went down for round 2 interview,
which pretty much means ive got the job :)
then shopping by myself at GWC zara,
i miss all them girlies!
i got myself a pair of pants, a skirt and a blouse.
met marius for some chow at arab street,
and to blu jaz for a drink.
now i know why lu and the rest went there quite often
the furniture is sexay, with the many many "f*ck me on this chair" chairs.
such a my kinda room decor with all the animal prints and ecentirc touches,
like the bottom half of a maniquin lamp thingy thing. nice.
and so the scratchy throat syndrom begins .
popped a few meds before sleeping like a baby.

tuesday, cheryl came over at 5,
i drove round the east in her car.
see i'm not a that bad driver, only the stopping too close.
mahjong after, and the little sister was creaming our asses,
out of the 7 rounds we played, she won about,
all.

wednesday's meeting at 9, and i was the early bird,
lucky i didnt leave home yet.
my nose was clogged and throat liek a broken record.
all dressed and ready to go, i made myself breakfast.
toasted peanut butter and jelly sandwich with tea.
and i just sat at the table, and briefly read through the papers,
i never realised how having breakfast was so pleasurable, really!
more of it soon, i wouldnt mind waking up early in the future for it.
its like a league of its own, nothing that lunch and dinner can beat, trust me.
try it, i dare you.
the museum with jeric was alright.
other then my nose and throat being irritating.
bumped into the 'emo duo' of the class.
when the museum closed, we headed to 85 for bah chor mee,
nothing good for the throat, but what the heck.
i couldnt really taste much of the food anyways.
home it was, and our new tv came! its massive!
i crawled up on my sister's bed and fell asleep,
she woke me at 10 for the exorcist on the big screen, but i was too tired,
and sick.
so up to my room, in went the flu and fever pills,
and snore went steph.

so here i am, on a thursday afternoon,
after another toast and tea :)
with a 2hr class at 4 and prolly a trip to the docs after.
and how my life is boring aie.
or maybe my blog's just reflecting it.
i dont like extremes, like how things are now.
when i have good moments, they are really good,
and those are hard to capture into words and conveyed into emotions.
when i have bad moments, they are REALLY bad.
and those are easy to capture into emotional and thought provoking words.
i wonder.

might check out the andro hunt later,
go ad go! :)
tmr's my day with sham who i havnt seen in ages, my sexy bitch.
saturday's the game which i hope i'm up to par for,
in terms of play and well, health?
then to the bq where we're hosting.
sunday's day is with the old farts and our day at the theatre for some dim sum dollies.
my weekend sounds lovely. :)

and i feel like i'm coming 2nd to nothing with you.
overlooked.
where did we go?
come back soon from the mayhem love.
i'm still, me.
if you see.

daddy's girl

i feel a come around in things.
i'm gonna make it happen.
i hope my placement with the eventsco. is confirmed,
i kinda picked up the call and was still drowsy from a dream where i had my tongue pierced,
with a belly stud. so yeah.
and i swear all of them there have a radio voice,
receptionist not included.
overseas oppotunities is a big big BIG thing to work for.
and i cant wait to sink into work and just work,
so i won't have time to think about anything else.

i very hungry. grrr.
i can't wait for the rubberbands,
right shimo?
even though i should prolly be in the shower by now :)

oh dinner last night was dreadful.
dad decides to pull a stunner by bringing along his china girlfriend and her son.
thanks. on mel's welcome home cum tiffy's bday dinner,
you do this kinda thing.
bird sat in the corner next to me, and she couldnt stop crying,
it was hide to try and hide her.
didnt help that mel said,
"ARE YOU CRYING?"
aiyo.
i know where she gets her insensitive side from.

but when is it right, or wrong?
i mean, its good that he's happy, and that he wants us to meet her,
and its not in the dark, and that he holds us enough in regard to share that part of his life with us right?
or is it wrong that after he left the mother of his kids for the woman he cheated with,
and makes her forcefully part of our lives, even though we detest his leave alot,
and prolly this even more?
i don't know, i've not decided which stance to take.
but i do know, that i'm not treating him, or her any different then how i would treat a person.

i mean, its hard to find someone you love.
and thats the bottomline of it all.
and if they've found it in each other, then i'm glad.
but if she's found it at the bottom of his pockets,
she'll burn in hell.
and the fact that they are open about it,
and technically he has already broken his vows and has no marriage obligation,
there's no saying he cannot date or whatever.
i think its easier for me to accept things the way they are because of my life experience,
and maturity if you'd like to think of it (i do, HAHA)
but its hard on people around as well.
like, evientally, bird.
and i can understand why. but these things take time.
and somehow my dad shouldn't force as well. so.
we're all trying, i saw it in everyone's eyes at the dinner table,
(all but david who just wouldn't eat half his rice and thinks everything is funny)

though i'd never forgive him for walking out,
or the thought of him putting us in second place,
or that he's not there for us,
or that i somehow think that he might come back,
i just want him happy.
he's slaved so much his whole life,
from not much education to being where he is today.
he's still that special man in my life,
yes i'm daddy's little girl.


i think he'll come for my game this week.
better not be with the 2 chinese sputing people.
because lose balls fly everywhere, and they fly hard.

tomorrow's game,
SRC vs BUCKS.
at farrer park, 3pm.

happy.

im more then grateful that i have people who've constantly supported
and motivated and been there for me,
even some from unexpected people which means doubly more.
"just be happy" they'll say.
and now the time has come,
where i feel that i've let them,
and myself down.

i dont know how to be happy anymore,
and it kills me to know,
that i do not.

truenessbruness

Overview For Today: June 27, 2007

Daily Horoscope
It's a time of discovery for you. All of your concerns and questions will dissipate when you realize that your intuition was right on the money all along. Pat yourself on the back, but use both arms -- you'll need them.

Daily Singles
If ideal people aren't beating down your door, it's time to reevaluate your approach. Are you waiting and seeing? You'll need to get out there and do some meeting and greeting instead!