on moving home...

Alrighty... am back in pasir ris for dinner and I'm gonna try my hands at grandmama's chawamushi... again. Something tells me my family will prolly get sick of them steam eggys pretty soon. But hey... something tells me they are even happier to have me around so they wun mind eating all the steam eggs i can cook. *evil laughter*

Vivek and I spent last nite with beers and Blokus. It's a damn kickass game there you build links with blocks and they can only be linked by corners. Errr... I dun really know how to explain but it gets damn competitive coz you gotta block each other's pieces and make progress by placing as many pieces on the board as possible. Wish I could show pics. argh. Nicky, louis, Corrine, gail, vivek and I played the previous nite and it was soooo addictive. I must introduce it to the world. Or whoever's interested.

Anywayz, today marks the first day of me moving my barang back to Pasir ris. Mixed feelings I must say... and still a LONG way to go to clear up Normanton. Why on earth do I have so much shit!?!~ I'm also trying to figure out a way to squeeze my new furnishing into pasir ris. Oh.. not to mention my huge louis-made cupboard and 101 new clothes... *sigh* I need a revamp. Repaint my walls or something... Oh man.. I'm starting to miss Normanton... But Pasir ris is where I grew up, spent most of my adolescent years here. Like what I told my mum, I'll never run outta company back here. It's just... sigh... a whole new lifestyle that I'll need to try fit into what's already been established here. And what am I gonna do when I need a ciggiebreak!??!~

Methinks we should have a BBQ farewell party to bid Club Normanton goodbye. *SIGHHH*

Anywhere you go

I know it's old, I know people prolly can't remember much but I'm digging this song right now. It's not even a famous or some super song that EVERYONE knoes. Cept that it rings in my head when I'm happy, it rings in my head when I'm bored, it rings in my head when I'm about doing my chores, rings in my head when i dun want it to....

Too bad this blog of mine can't play music or it'll be looped in someway somehow. it's things like that sometimes that prevents/helps/aids us in the process of not wanting to think too much about other situations that warrant more concentration.

Hmmm... well here goes...

Anywhere you go by Gin Blossoms

Did you see the sky I think it means that we've been lost
Maybe one less time is all we need
I can't really help it if my tongue's all tied in knots
Jumping off a bridge, it's just the farthest that I've ever been

Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
I'll follow you down, but not that far

I know we're headed somewhere, I can see how far we've come
But still I can't remember anything
Let's not do the wrong thing and I'll swear it might be fun
It's a long way down when all the knots we've tied have come undone

Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
I'll follow you down, but not that far

How you gonna ever find your place
Running in an artificial pace
Are they gonna find us lying face down in the sand
So what the hell now, we've already been forever damned

*jumps around/wildly swinging arms/headbangs (rocker-chick style)*

Lazy sunday

Lazy sunday afternoon it is. I've been asleep most of the mornings, as usual, but it's okay, this lifestyle prolly wun last too long anymore. I've kinda like... done my time and as much as I hate it, guess it's about time to move home. *soooooob* But I should lah.. i should... there are many more things I can do when I move back - like taking up piano lessons again, be around more so my sis and dad dun chew each others' heads off, help me mum... with i'm-not-too-sure-what-but-something. Hsework?? bleah..

I wish I had more choices though. It's almost like I dun have a choice. Move in with louis or move home. Since stupid landlord increased the rent, nicky doesn't wanna pay more rent and it's impossible for me to get two hsemates in a month and pay the additional rent. Easy for nicky to move in with louis but for me... i can.. but i can't. Too complicated. Wat if.. aiyah.. so many things. *SIGH* Or, I could get meself a smaller place and live alone. But what's the point in that. It's just gonna be moolah out every month for nothing since I'm not there half the time and the other half, I'm sleeping.

I haven't totally made up my mind yet, still hoping that some miracle might happen. Maybe I'll find a husband in 2 weeks?? *hur hur* but I'm looking at a 90/10 percent of me moving back lah... make that 95/05, or even 99/01. *SOOOB*

Anywayz, me dad and me sis haven't been on best of terms lately. Maybe it's at the rebellious age thing that all teens go through and so happens, my sis is a tougher nut to crack than me. I mean, I've done my fair share of stomping into my room (but never slammed the door), arguing with my parents (but never scolded them for doing what they did) and keeping quiet, cursing and swearing inside (but never ignored or failed to greet them when they came home from work). I dun really know what went wrong, whether my mum's really too nice to us, or is it because I've never really been hard on anyone such that I honestly dunno really know how to approach this whole subject. But seeing how sad my dad was when he told me what happened and how disappointed he is in the whole incident made me feel guilty as he prolly felt the same way too when I did silly things at 16.

Signs of growing up... maybe it's time for me to go back and play older counsellor to my sis (contrary to popular belief, I AM able to listen and give advice, in my younger days, church days to be exact, and when I'm sober) And well, if it takes my going home, back to being mummy's girl again to get my shit together and get my sis and dad's shit together, I guess it's not that bad eh.

For all you know, I may head back to church! Slow and steady... at least I can say I've been there, done that and it's time to grow up. Well, that's the.. positive side lah.

Still hoping for a miracle though..

everywhere, nowhere, somewhere

"Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy caught in a landslide.
No escape from reality...

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see...."

How about smoking a $24 ciggie?

That's what I'll be doing for the next coupla weeks to make up for the freaking fine i got bringing them in and 'forgetting' to declare em. Note: Warning to all.... dun bring ciggies... or dun get caught. *SIGH*

Weekend was great in London. Had a nice afternoon with my colleagues and adrian before heading to meet lynette and watching the musical 'We Will Rock You'. It's made up of songs from Queen and it was fucking good. The storyline was kinda cheesy but the music was enough to make me wanna stand up throughout the musical and script was hilarious. No, I didn't stand up coz it was a MUSICAL.. not a CONCERT. I still live by the fact that ROCK music is still the best.
Went for stand-up comedy at the comedy store and it was great. Methinks it's prolly something we'll do everytime I head to london!

"How do u make a group of old ladies shout "fuck" at the same time?"
"Have one of them shout 'bingo!'"

Ha!

Met ivan that night and fell asleep even though I called my teamgal to come to my room for drinks. TIRED LAR...

Bottomline, weekend was nothing short of great. Can't wait to go back, hopefully next month.

Till then... this month will be pretty life-changing. Decisions need to be made and actions need to be followed up with. I dunno!! I dun wanna decide! I dun want things to change! I dun want things to be stagnant! What the hell do I want? I dunno!!

Sigh... I need to run and I need someone to hold me down.

Can't have both, can i?

"Nothing really matters, anyone can see...
Nothing really matters...
Nothing really matters to me...

Anyway the wind blows."

Rise and shine!

Good Morning!

My body clock's officially screwed up I must say, coz I'm up and kicking at freaking... 7ish am! Ha! and guess what... that's after I've watched 1.5 episodes of... some-csi-type-dvd-vivek bought. After contemplating if I should have instant noodles... or not... and after deciding on challenging myself and whipping up something more complicated. *Complicated: does not take more than 3 steps eg, boil water, put noodles in, crack egg into noodles. Awww.. it looked glorious! Too bad my silly cam is outta batt or I'd have posted yet another picture of my gourmet breakfast which includes 4 happy 'bin' (smiley face) fries, 1 perfecto sunny side up and some yummmmy sausages with black pepper. Gosh methinks I'm hungry again. And I think I AM getting a hang of this cooking thingy. HA!

Just got back from Seoul where I had the nicest toufu soup you can ever find. It's spicy (but u can order non-spicy) with soft toufu, some clams, an egg... er... actually dats about it! But the point is it's really nice. I think it's the soup that makes the difference. Didn't shop much even though we headed to this outdoor market area near the hotel. I badly needed to pee and we decided to head back. Haha.. I'm guessing they were prolly relieved too coz they looked bored. The market was.. not as exciting as I hoped. Wat's a weekend without booze?! Went to this pub just opposite our hotel and we had quite a bit of beer and ktv. It was suppose to be a drink which ended up with us heading back to the hotel at 3am. And that's only because another colleague of mine was puking and falling asleep in the toilet and had to be carried back. It wasn't me! Anywayz, topped it all up with a B52 and back to the hotel we went.

Slept for an hour before getting ready for flight back. Reached sg in the afternoon and got home around 5pm ... Slept from 5pm till 3.30am. DAT'S WHY I'M BLARDY FREAKING AWAKE NOW.

Okay... since I've already eaten breakfast. Time for a you-know-wat... before doing laundry.

*ladeedadeeda*

talk about irony... hah!

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