Hello, i have decided to stop cursing people.

Because the past few days have been very traumatising and everyone tells me it's because of karma so i shall try to cut back.

On deepavali, I played the most awesome prank ever on Joseph long, and two days later i found a fucking huge cockroach in my fried rice. Which is fucking fucking disgusting.

Afterwhich I got diarrhoea, and yesterday my boyfriend spilt coke all over me.

....


Anyway, school fleamarket thingy later and i'm setting up a stall, i'm nervous as hell but i don't know why? I think i have gone mad.

Okay byebye.

The past week has been a psychotic mindfuck. Forms going missing, victims (ahem) being randomly chucked into random majors, my mom going down to kick ass which resulted in me being shifted to Graphic Design ( prances around). Thanks mom!

I'm really grateful i got in, although hornandseewhy suck (sorry i have to spell it this way in case they google their names and i will be buried neck-deep in shit). Thanks anyway for helping me swap majors Horn even though you were backed into a corner and forced to do it. I thought PG was nice and all, trying to help me swap majors, but after that awesome statement ("you're not the kind who hands in forms") i'm back to officially hating her. go die.

Anyway, yesterday saw me at:



with Homan's relatives from hongkong. I went there first and booked seats, but his mom said " ba li hai xian etc etc" so i went to the receptionist and asked "is there a BALI seafood restaurant here?"

"Heh?"

"Er nvm thanks"

*proceeds to check directory*

HAHA fuckkkkkk my chinese sucks.

Anyway, after meeting them, i have found the source of hongkong's stereotype rofl.

Anyway, the spread was okay la. My faves were these juicy shitake mushrooms, sashimi andddddd chawanmushi. Oh and mutton chop. And oysters.

Which reminds me of something fucking funny. Yesterday my sister was sick, like diarrhoea and cramps and fever all rolled into one, and she tumbled into bed and whined non-stop.

"Help meeeeeeeeeeee why you don't care about me oneeeeeeeeeee omg i'm dyingggggg yok i feel so sickkkkkk helppppppppp just now i couldn't find a cab i was dyingggggg i feel like puking omgggggg helppppppppppppppppppp you know got this woman eat oysters than she dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ! i ate cockles recently omg i'm doing to dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee whyyyyyyyyyyy helpppppp meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee why you don't care about meee oneeeeeeeeee i'm going to dieeeeeeeeee"

"really ah? if you're going to die can you please die quietly?"

"wah laooooo you so mean to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee why you never tell aaron that i'm sickkkkkkkkk no one knows that i'm sick helpppppppppppppppp"

WAH LAO NON STOP FOR HALF AN HOUR OKAY?!

At this point i had an ingenius idea and walk out the room to my mom's room and i said to her, " MA! yvonne keep whining and saying i don't care about her so can you come and pray for her~"

HHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

I laughed til i almost died okay HAHAHAHAHAHA anywayyyy after my sister gave me this sad look and said she was hungry so bo pian had to cook soup and make butter rolls for her to eat roar.

heh.

Oh by the way my phone sucks. It's this cheebai samsung phone omg. Anyway, my bf lent me an extra nokia phone, which turned out to be spoilt to i kept it in my bag for close to 2 weeks, cuz i kept forgetting to return it to him. Yesterday I finally remembered to pass it to him. Then we went for the family dinner thingy after which he sent me home. On the train we both had seats, so i was looking through my bag and i discovered :



in my bag -.- .

*takes phone out and stares at homan*

That joker just laughed to himself tsk. so i put it in back in his bag and continued listening to my music.

We got off the train, he sent me to my door and left. As i watched him walk out the lift lobby of my block, he called me and said, " eh honey check your bag."

*checks bag and discovers phone*

CHEEBAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII HE IS SO ANNOYING OKAY then he just kept laughing like a dick TSK!

TSK. STUPID BOY. I KEEL YOU DED LATER!

Oh by the way I have to tell you about these little ticket booklets that I bought from Wood Wood at The Cathay.

They are so fucking adorable! They're actually a booklet of tickets you can tear off and give to your partner, and they dictate little things to do, like write a love letter, go on a date, cook a meal together etc.



Everytime i tear one out i pass the booklet to him, and he'll tear one out to give to me and so on and so forth lalalala so sweet right? See how long it takes for him to finish his ticket heh.

Anyway, some random photos :


Zhichar at some hawker center below his place. Pretty good and cheap and it's fucking windy there!




Before i chopped my fringe off




Bangle stash ( you see the one with a crack right in the middle? guess which stupid boy broke it -_-)


1.Green ikea chairr and this damn cute F21 top i got for $8 only woohoo!!
2.Zara heels <3


New roxy dress heh heh.

Okay that is all more some other time.

Yay i'm in graphic design now, and FUCK OFF LUKE lol angry then anyhow type can or not huh _|_ !

penis.

And my stupid boyfriend is always so busy, i feel like hiding all his squash stuff.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

tired.

Have started on website (finally). I made these awesome little cascading menus :D !

Okay more when my eyes are about to fall out my sockets <3

Really pissed.

I found out why i'm in illustration. It's because


THEY DIDN'T RECIEVE


MY FORM.


Which is fucking amazing because I handed it over at the design office just like everyone else, and i submitted SIX FUCKING HOURS BEFORE THE DEADLINE OKAY.

"Ya but we didn't receive your form!"

"But i submitted it way before the deadline!"

"But we didn't receive it!"

"BUT I SUBMITTED IT!"

"Anyway, we did try to contact you. SEEWHY (!!!!!!!!!(*@#&!(@*&#!@) tried contacting you for a few days"

LIKE BALLS SHE DID OKAY!?

I was not out of the country, and my phone line has never been cut off, so how can you tell me you tried calling me when I DIDN'T GET ANY FUCKING CALLS? STOP FUCKING LYING YOU FUCKING YOGA BITCH!

"I didn't get any calls. AT ALL."

"Okay i will check with her."

"SHE IS A FUCKING WHORE!"

(Okay fine no i didn't say that but i thought it. Many times.)

*exits room crying hysterically from rage and er, hysterics*

Seriously. You're punishing me because of someone elses' mistake? It's one of the things that i DIDN"T PROCRASTINATE DOING and i'm getting fucked over for it.

Ran to the Design Office to check who was on duty and explained my situation.

"I submitted my form blah blah it is missing blah blah hon refuses to believe me blah blah who was on duty can you please double check blah blah"

"Okay, please calm down. I'll check and get back to you."

.......

My life sucks. I fucking hate her. She needs to fucking die like RIGHT NOW.

a) I submitted the form.
b) I submitted the form EARLY.
c) Office clerk TOOK MY FORM.
d) HON DIDN'T GET MY FORM.
e) MEGAYOGAWHORE PRETENDS TO CONTACT ME BUT DOESN'T.
f) RANDOMLY ASSIGNS ME ILLUSTRATION AS A MAJOR.

"You can still do other things when you graduate what."

"Yeah but I won't do well in Illustration then my cap will fall like shit then I won't qualify for a Uni what!"

Oh and the receptionist called me.

"Sorry i can't find any stray forms! All of them were submitted to Hon. Maybe it got stuck to the back of other forms?(WTF!?) I'm sorry, I really can't help you."

AND apparently seewhy tried to call me WOR!. Which is complete bullocks obviously. If she really did call me i'll eat my own shit and hers too. Hon said that there were a few other people who "didn't submit the form" so i assume theirs probably got lost too. Will harass them and find out if megayogawhore tried calling them. If she didn't call them either, then she will get aids and die. Or i will beat her and she will die. Or she'll get eaten alive by tiny fish and die. But the bottomline is that she will die. That is all.

Tomorrow i will go harass Hon again i think. If he still refuses then i guess i'll have to use the big guns a.k.a my mother. Who is fucking scary when in verbal lashing mode.

I will not stay in Illustration as punishment for some other idiot's mistake.

Okay shall stop stressing. Will go to fish and co express and eat my feelings.

That is all. Bye.

PS - I can't even describe the depth of my hate for you, you sickening irresponsible whore. You will get hit by a car, become a vegetable, cause all your family members to go bankrupt by supporting you, they'll all get depression and kill themselves, leaving you desolate and alone but you won't die just yet. You'll lie there on the bed, unable to move, thinking about how you caused the death of your family and wither away for 70 years, then a bird will shit in your throat and you will choke to death. Don't worry though. Jesus still loves you even if you going to hell. CUNT.

Today i went to Ikea with my sister and mother. They lured me with meatballs and cream of asparagus soup. Resistance was futile.

Two plates of meatballs ( broccolli on the side, thanks), one plate of poached salmon and two chicken wings later, I found myself dragged around the whole of ikea. My mom and sister love to shop. Which is probably the biggest understatement uttered this year - they once shopped for 8 hours straight. But I digress. My sister bought huge amounts of copious pink furniture, and I bought a laptop thingy which you can put on your lap so it won't burn the skin off your thighs. I'm joking la. It's keeps the laptop balanced and is really quite comfortable. I also bought a bright green kids chair for i-dunno-what-reason. Okay maybe because it was just $19 dollars. Upon seeing the price tag the closet auntie in me jumped at the chance rofl.

Toting all the stuff home was a nightmare. And while toting, I saw this horrendous dresser. She wore black stockings, a pink shirt and yellow shorts. Disgusting. I was looking at her face, to see if she was pretty enough to pull it off, and she stared at me and ROLLED HER EYES! WTF! I then picked up a rock and threw it at her head. Okay fine i didn't, but only because there was no gravel around me. Stupid cunt. It's not as if you're pretty enough to be stared at. It's just that your dressing sucks balls. *gags*

Anyway, as most of you know, I have been drafted into Illustration. Which was my last choice, simply because I CANNOT DRAW. And that makes everything seem spastic. Like OMGWTFBBQ illustration!? Wina and Chrystal are in it okay, just these 2 names alone tells you how much my ass is going to get raped when I show up for class.

I'm praying like shit that i can change my fucking major. I tried calling the other lecturers for PG's number but ASSFUCKER#1 refused outright. GO AND DIE, SEEWHY HAHAHA I SPELT IT THAT WAY SO YOU MAY NEVER GOOGLE IT BUT YOU SUCK ANYWAY YOU YOGA WHORE! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay sorry. Am calm now.

Anyway, emailed PG but recieved an amazing autoreply, therefore i can only see her tomorrow and since school starts tomorrow, my ass is officially screwed.

I am kinda sad, despite the laptop sack thingy and the green chair , even despite meatballs and asparagus soup and chickenwings.

Do not wish to pursue illustration. I mean, you won't become a prostitute if you don't know how to have sex right? Just as i do not with to illustrate because I CANNOT DRAW TO SAVE MY LIFE.

Fuck illustration and the stupid sorting system.

I got 4 As last semester. Which I know isn't a big deal to most, but i've only had 1 onther 'A' since the start of school.

Jeez I feel more spastic than ever.

But tomorrow my first lesson is model-making, so that kinda cheers me up a little.

Oh and the vest i wanted - the one that went out of stock online - turned up in the F21 store at vivo. Bought it on the spot. Am in love <3


The one on the left is currently my favourite. The differences are very subtle of course, but still ;P.

Oh and here is my fringe. I hope to defer some of the ridicule i'll get tomorrow by posting pictures up first heh.



Okay bye bye that is all.

PS - SEEWHY PLEASE DIE YOUR FACE LIKE CHEEBYE BIRD SHIT IN YOUR EYE YOU KENNA LAO SAI AND LOSE YOUR DRAWING TALENT MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CUNT!

Hello.

I did something really stupid today.

I went and got bangs.

Now i look like a spastic girl child.

I HAVE A BOWL CUT OMGWTFBBQ STAB ME PLEASE!

On a less spastic note, i prepared ahead and bought a bottle of shampoo that makes your hair shoot out your head ( or at least, it's supposed to speed up hair growth by 45% or some shit) so i guess it isn't that bad.

But but but sch starts next week please don't let amos see me /dies.

AND i bought my zara wedges. They are really gorgeous and comfy and almost nullify the roadkill that now resides on my head. Almost. But they are gorgeous nevertheless.

Am contemplating suicide. AND I HAVE TO WORK TOMORROW HAHAHAVOMITDIES.

"Hello, welcome to borders, may i see your border's card miss?"

*uses card to slice throat open and proceeds to bleed to death on the floor*

Sorry, it's 2.15am, I have to wake up in 4 hours and i'm still traumatized by my hair okay byebye.

I am not a psychic / telepathpic.

I am not able to read my mother's mind and know that i am working at the tampines branch (which opens at 10am) as opposed to the toapayoh branch(which opens at 11am) which i usually work at. I cannot suck information out of her ear. I cannot read her brain waves by licking the air. I am not psychic.

Therefore, she has to tell me that little bit of information. Which she didn't. Which meant i was still bathing at 9.50am before she pounded on the door.

Which meant i had to rush, which means i had no time to fold the clothes, which explains why i tried to tell you but you accused me of whatnot, which means the clothes will remain unfolded until i get home tonight.

You know, a printed roster would help. That way you can bitch at me all you want at point to the roster and say, "HA! I TOLD YOU IT'S YOUR TURN TO DO THIS-AND-THAT! HERE IS EVIDENCE! BITCH!" with actual evidence. I took the clothes out of the dryer like you told me to. It's not like i left them there. I procrastinate, i admit. But i did it in the end. Like how i will fold the clothes tonight, after much procrastination, but still i'll get it done, which is the point yes yes?

The exploitation thing was a joke. I withdrew a hundred bucks to give ma yesterday. I already transferred you fifty last night. I just didn't like that you were using " MA SAY YOU MUST GIVE ME!" so therefore i must give you argument.

It's not like she won the money right? Why must i be forced to do stuff? Why? ( note that i'm not referring to folding the clothes, which of course is a shared chore)

I hate it when people tell me i should be a certain way just because they think that is what i should be.

I like shopping. I love receiving packages in the mail. I like food, aircon, gluttony in general, shopping, more shopping, money etc. I am vulgar and fat and i do not feel the need to change myself to fit into your perfect little mold thank you very much.

Oh and isn't it ironic how you used to be irritated when i tried to talk to you and now you think it's vice versa? Your explanation was that you were either a)tired or b)cranky and therefore didn't feel like talking, so why is it that I can't be a)tired or b)cranky and therefore do not feel like talking either? You're not the only one who has bad days.

I am not responsible and i like to procrastinate and i guess that is not a good combination but i'm not selfish on purpose. I buy food back to share, i buy you stuff i think you'll like and try to clear out all my shit out of your room before you get back/wake up so you won't be annoyed. I sometimes call you on the way home to see if you need food or not, i cook food for you when you're hungry and i don't see how i've become the selfish pig from hell. I really don't.

I do have an attitude problem, i am stubborn and annoying and rude when i want to be but that doesn't make me a bad person, does it?

Winning money apparently does not make you happy. Except when you're spending it i guess heh.

Anyway, caught the house bunny yesterday with homan and zinc before the entire fiasco. It is quite possibly the most spastic movie ever, i felt my all brain juice dribble out my ears just ten minutes into the movie.

Oh and a smattering of photos from tuesday's ikea trip and borders chalet.




~midget man~ okay i know i'm going to hell for this.








:O ! HAHAHA!





His hat damn hard to tie on rofl.









Oh and the zara wedges are sold out i think. Bah.

More pictures tonight i guess.

Hello, the past few days have been psychotic.

Wednesday ( or was it tues?) - meatballs with poks then on to the psychotic Borders Staff Day chalet. The three branches of Borders gathered in a huge chalet in some ulu place called Aloha resort. Wheelock, Parkway and the bistro. It was slightly awkward in the beginning, but after an hour, all the closet dancers emerged. It's fucking hilarious seeing several managers shaking their thang HAHAAAAAAAAAA best part best part best part was the lucky draw lucky draw lucky draw lucky draw guess who won guess who won guess who won!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All branches of borders were sorta competing to see who wont the most prizes ( out of 75) and basically cheered like shit whenever someone from any branch won ( the loudest cheers for out branch la, of course). Especially haris. He was FUCKING mad that night hahahaha!

The grand prize ticket had everyone holding their breath.

"two digits. One of them is zero. More then 10."

So it was either 20,30,40,50,60,70,80,90.

I didn't think i'd get it, i swear.

But when he read out my name the whole fucking chalet exploded HAHAHAHA it was fucking psychotic everyone was yelling/ swearing/ cursing / it was fucking funny (and fucking loud), cuz i was screaming like mad too HAHAHAHA!

I'm not telling you what i won HAHAHAHA cuz i'm scared yvonne will exploit me rofl.

But i swear, winning seeped my luck for the next three days lo.

I :

-quarrelled with a colleague
-dropped my macbook
-met a truckload of inconsiderate fuckers
-got 4 mozzie bites on my FOOT ( i was wearing shoes lor. the fuck?)
-fucked up several transactions at the register

among other annoying things.

jeeeeeeeeez. BUT TOMORROW WILL SEE ME SHOPPING WITH ZIYING AT HAJI LANE WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Okay all negativity has been nullified with that sentence.

I'd put up pictures, but my brain was spasming so i forget to put them in my lappy before i went to work.

Jeez i'm becoming a spastic child.

Speaking of which, i have met a fucking lot of spastic idiots. LIKE COME ON USE YOUR FUCKING BRAIN ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have to meet chingy soon, and i'm taking over my dad's shift right now so that he can go and exercise, so therefore right now i'm missing photo opportunities for the NEW PAPER FACE cuz lydia has invites roarrrrrrrrrrr i can feel all my luck seeping out as i type that sentence fuck i want to take pictures omg.

I realize that having a DSLR makes you take less pictures. At least, less photographic pictures if you know what i mean. More like an upgraded digicam as opposed to nice chio shots. okay shall stop rambling now.

-this marks the end of brain fart/word vomit bye.-

Pictures when i get home, or tomorrow if procrastination sets in.

PS - WHY THE FUCK DO I NOT HAVE ADS FROM NUFFNANG STILL ): ? GIVE ME ADS YOU BITHCES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PPS - on hindsight maybe it's becaus i keep cursing them heh.

PPPS - dear lovely nuffnang, please give me lovely ads rofl.

Hello, some photos from the SLR roll.


















Lol this is creepy


Anyway, happy birthday hun <3 !!!! It's been awesome knowing you, although you can be a pain in the ass, but i love you all the same rofl <3. faster come back so i can taopok you rofl.

Oh and does anyone know where i can get a Nokia 3600 ? Let me know if you do okaythxbai <3.

Marina Square, Shokudo (which sucked today zzz), arcade games ( the boyfriend cheats like mad okay he is beech and has agile monkey fingers), stussy bags, general crankiness, power naps on trains, KFC, guessing games, taxi rides and ultimately brain failure.

Good night, sleep tight, my boyfriend has become a shopaholic noobcake rofl.

I want/have to:

- start on website
- design mirrors
- sew a dress

Okay have to work tmr, Zinc if you're reading this i hope shanghai is awesome and POKS NEXT WEEK MEATBALLS & FROLIC HOR DON'T FORGET <3

Perhaps i have overestimated my rationality, for it is currently no where in sight.

5 hours without correspondence tends to either a)piss me off or b) make me depressed.

I know you are busy but perhaps, just perhaps, you are too much so.

Perhaps I am too clingy, too dependant.

But i am carrying your child, i can't help being that way.

NO LA JUST KIDDING HAHAHAHAHA! But seriously, i am damn cranky okay. what the shit you didn't sms/call for five freakin hours okay tmr i see you i will kick your fat butt tsk.

I am cramping like mad which is not fun either. I have also exhausted my sushi supply and i am hungry, which doesn't help my mood.

fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk i want to buy things and my brother is a penis (YOU OWE ME MONEY YOU DICK!)

Okay that is all.

Oh and i need a pad. ( HAHAHAHAHA i have sucessfully destroyed all your braincells with six words i am awesome okay that is all)

and that really is all.

rofl my brain is obviouisly bleeding out my vag together with my wombbbb liningggggggggggggg bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bye.

Yesterday the boyfriend dropped by my workplace and sent me home (: it was awfully sweet of him considering i finished at 11.30pm and and he has lessons today at 10am.

Digressing, a few of my colleagues really make me want to stab myself.

One girl, lets call her Y, is so stupid that every single time she opens her mouth i swear my brain cells start to die.

She was handling notes at the register and asked my other colleague,

"Eh who is this guy on singapore money ar?"

"Uh, he's Yusof Ishak."

"OOOOOOoooooooooooh. ( insert long pause) Who is he ar?"

"Er... Singapore's first president."

"Oooooooooooooh. Eh but i thought Lee Kuan Yew was the first president of singapore?"

@_@.

good game balls lo.

Another time, we were both at the registers ( just my luck), and this guy asked her if we had GQ magazine. She turned to me and said,"eh yoko, how to spell GQ ar?"

My current brain cell count = negative seven thousand.

Manning the cash registers means time passes quickly, but you really meet the wierdest/meanest/inconsiderate people.

One of my colleages, Zarrah was serving a customer yesterday and he was all like,

"Selamat Hari Raya! Why aren't you out celebrating ?"

"Um, i'm not malay sir."

"Huh? But you're brown!"

LOL WTF HAHAHAHA seriously!

Oh and you know those fuckers who throw money? I hate those assholes. It's rude to throw money, you asswipe, didn't your parents ever teach you that? Jeez. And since we serve you with a smile, some acknowledgement would be nice, as opposed to stony-faced silence or a black face. Singaporeans make THE WORST customers, hands down. We get a lot of angmohs/foreign ( you can tell my their accents) customers, and 90% of them thank us or smile or are generally nice. Singaporeans on the other hand, think it's their given right to abuse the staff just because they are customers.

I demagnetize your credit card then you know ar, smelly bitches. ROFL.

I'm not saying that I have done that, which of course i haven't, because i'm so nice and sweet, but let's just say when your card doesn't work / we give you $1 worth of 5cents then you're basically a shitbag customer. That is all. HAHAHAHA :P

Argh i'm so tired. Yesterday I worked 13hours straight because it was Hari Raya which equates to DOUBLE PAY HAHA how fucking awesome is that! 13 x $12/hr = $156 leh shiok shit please but i was manning the register so i stood all the way.

Now my legs are shrivelling up heh.

Digressing, I'm still thinking of getting those Zara Wedges I saw. I really do like them, but they're like $99.90. Ow. And I saw this Mango Saddle bag that was damn cute but the boyfriend detested the colour, but he has no sense of fashion so LALALALA shall ignore him. Hmmmm I think that's about it leh. I've completed my list of things to get leh how now brown cow hmmm. Shall come up with a new list soon i guess.

Anyway, pictures for now, I gotta go send Ziying off to shanghai later bleh.

( eh you know my bf is siao he keeps taking photos of me he thinks it's very funny. his flickr is like chockful of my unglam photos tmd.)

All of the following photos were taken by homan.




Hello gorgeous zara wedges!


Dunno where this is.


My block.


Waiting for bus 5.


ROFL.




I CAN SEE INTO YOUR NOSTRILS HAHAHAHA!

Okay okay fucking tired brain phailing ok byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

(post-note omg i just went to the f21 site i WANT TO GET THIS JACKET !!!!!!! HINT HINT HINT BF NUDGE NUDGE HINT ROFL)