RANDOM RAMBLINGS
I don’t feel like blogging…
Correction. I want to blog but I don’t have anything to blog about.
I feel as if I have a terrible bout of amnesia.
I woke up today feeling a tad weird.
It felt as if I had a memory loss or something.
I sat up, and my spine hurt slightly. I stood up, and my head felt light and ouchy.
Did someone club me on the back with a baseball bat or something last night?
I can’t remember.
What did the pills do to me?
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If I am going to blog today, it’s gonna be such a Singlish infested one.
Which is, totally not me.
But then again, people who had spoken to me over MSN before, would know that I am quite an ardent fan of bastardised English.
Heck lah, liberate for once.
Must be the company I am with these days.
*grumble grumble*
I want a new phone!!!!!!!
The new Nokia 8800 very nice leh, and I can’t help but want one also.
I can’t believe Allan actually got one for himself, and one for his wife.
If you want to marry me, buy one and propose to me with it in its glam glam box, okay?
See I now so cheapo, one $1500 phone can make me marry you leh, what you waiting for?
Of course, I will not say how I would conveniently request for a 5-carat engagement ring in the same breath.
Coco Lee also got 10 carats leh, what I ask is only half only lor.
I am broke, or else I would just rush to the stores to get one for myself.
For the 5th time since March, I spent $46 for the not-too-bad, rather hunky doctor(still, I have yet to find a match for *cough* Alan/Vyers) to tell me I am down with flu, again.
*&@#^$@#%$%@$#@
Wah piang… March till now only 3 months only lor, and 5 times, you know?!
How can I be not broke?!
I need a doctor boyfriend man.
Wooo.. sounds like I need a doctor, a boyfriend and a man.
All roll into one, can or not?
And I have been coughing and sniffing for one week already, and it’s almost like I have only one or two weeks of break before I fall ill again.
Somemore got bloody cramps lor!!!! Yah la, pun very much intended.
Dr Quite-goodlooking told me to stay away from cold drinks, and ‘cool stuffs’ like tea, herbal tea, wintermelon, watermelon, whatevermelon, and chilli for the next 2 weeks.
BLARDY TWO WEEKS?!
Want me to die is it?
Obviously, I am quite a nice patient.
I drink nothing but tea, and I don’t eat anything without chilli.
I shan’t mention that I downed 6 pills with chilled green tea just moments ago, and I had a mediocre plate of Hokkien mee right after the consultation at the hawker centre.
Kamikaze shots tonight, anyone?
Perhaps they will cure me faster, or something.
Oh, I recognised the ‘missy’ at the clinic.
I saw her at Balaclava last Friday and I asked was that her.
Indeed, she was there to check out the band. My memory never fails me.
Now, I am contradicting myself.
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I actually feel like taking a break from blogging for a while.
No no no, not a stunt la.
But I thought of posting something different.
But, don’t dare leh.
A bit not very the blogreader-friendly.
See how la.
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I feel like blogging about something also leh.
But I think I will do so after today.
Yah, after Friday.
Actually going by the time, maybe I can already start posting.
Since he would be offwork by now.
Then again, we all know how cranky some people’s working hours can be, so I better not take the risk.
Sounds cryptical? Hurhurhur. Purposely one.
Cos you see, I don’t really want somebody to read it in the office, and it would be a better idea that the post is read after work today.
Don’t make sense to you right? Nehmind, stay tuned, and I might just shed some light on it in the next couple of days.
Or maybe I won’t.
See how la.
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I need kisses and cuddles.
Deprived.
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(Please read the below with a slight sense of humour hor.)
I feel like prostitute yesterday.
Wah piang.
Everyone messaged me as if there is an agenda in mind like that.
Even when I thought everyone was sweet and concerned about me, the message windows popped up with sugar-coated requests and words that were mostly none-of-my-business.
Felt so used, and… exploited.
I mean, if they are friends, okay la, understood. Of course don’t mind.
But mostly are people who would never message me unless something crops up one lor.
Like that, very what right?
Then I realised there were many strangers adding me on MSN, ICQ, ONLY intention was to ask about this and that person on my blog.
Some wanted to fish for gossip.
Bubblemunche, your fault.
And the pretty babes in my blog. Your faults.
I look like a pimp ah?!
Then ah, there are those who would never message me (*cough* or even the one who removed me from friendster), suddenly became so friendly with me…
WHY?!
Cos want me to put in my blog that their chicken rice stall opening tomorrow.
So yup, people, please take note, their chicken rice stall opens tomorrow.
And Mr Ex-boyfriend of mine even had the audacity to suggest cheekily that I could help them by dressing up in a chicken suit(yes, they already rented the chicken costume).
Tsk tsk.
I did a check on my URL to make sure I didn’t get the wrong address.
No leh, I never see http://jcdecaux.blogspot.com in my address bar.
Talking about J C Decaux, *shudders* that’s another scary story, revealed to me by Janice through MMS yesterday.
Wah piang eh.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *shrills of horror*
As usual, I ain’t disclosing.
Then ah, there are the ones who messaged me on MSN just to say hi, and when I reply, they don’t talk anymore?
Hours later, they would say bye and night, before they went offline, and never even wait for you to say bye lor.
Very fun like that is it?!
Like that, might as well don’t waste my bar’s space.
Wah, say until like this, who still dare to message me on MSN man.
I very nice one, really.
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I never go anywhere yesterday leh.
Today also don’t know yet.
Maybe shall catch a movie by myself later.
Star Wars, here I come.
Naboo, here I come.
Hayden, here I come.
No, not Nicky that Hayden.
Yoda baby, wait for me. *Ting sends flying smooch smooch*
Maybe I should rewatch Mr and Mrs Smith again, and get a silent orgasm in my seat watching the 2 of them sizzle the screen.
Joke, okay, joke.
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I need a new layout man.
But I am a html-idiot.
How?
I think I might just opt for some boring templates from blogger.com.
I am lazy la.
I like the colour combination but then apparently some people have problems viewing it.
And my centre alignment is not very oldfolks-friendly.
*Cough*
And I don’t know how to remedy it wor.
Anyone know how to do the swish swish swosh swosh one for me?
So I can put mutilated cropped pictures of myself like those at the side also?
Maybe I will consider putting my face also, untwirl, if nice.
Not my face, the layout.
Face can never be nice lah.
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I just remember tomorrow got something to attend.
Then hor, something to attend again on Sunday.
I am so broke.
Blardy broke.
I need a rich bloke.
18-50, anything also can.
Of course la, I must like you enough first.
No need rich la, treat me well, can liao.
But good la, with such enriching programs for the next couple of days, I need my 2 battery packs to be fully charged.
Stay tuned for a glorious spread of pictures.
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Everybody’s changing - Keane
You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can
You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same
You're gone from here
And soon you will disappear
Cause everybody's changing
And I don't feel right
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same.
Heard at Balaclava last Friday.
I like.
