addiction alert!

you know you're addicted to something when it's almost like every available time you have for your mind to wander, you wander back to it. even when you know that the amount of time spent on it could have been put to much greater use, even when you know that it actually wun make a difference to any part of your life whether you have it or not.

sigh....

i hate korean serial dramas. it's a love-hate relationship actually. never imagined myself ever saying this but methinks i'm actually hooked on it!! *argh* first it was that period drama, now it's the one with that oh-so-cute korean actor. the storyline's a lil draggy though but... somehow you're just hooked?!~ and because of that, guess what, I literally spent the entire.. and i mean, ENTIRE friday nite watching it with me mom and dad. my first weekend in sg and i spent it watching deeveedeeeeeee. spilled over to the entire saturday afternoon, no, make that, the ENTIRE FUCKING DAY AND NITE watching episode after episode until i literally had to run outta the house at 12mn just so i wun see the next episode and get stuck again. geeeezz

this is unhealthy. i've tons to pack, my room's still in a mess, my cupboard's not fixed, my piano's not moved, my clothes are not hung, my sister's room still has my stuff, i'm still living outta my suitcase, i haven't painted my nails, i haven't checked my flight info, i..i.. ARGH!~ 2 full days at home and i've only washed my laundry and.. ate, slept, sat in front of the teevee.

this is what an addiction is. it makes you lose concentration on immediate tasks at hand. makes you overlook things that really should matter. you know it's bad, you KNOW, but you still want it, you wun feel at ease until you get it and you just can't seem to get enough of it.

can't wait to come back and finish it up.. hur hur hur.. just a coupl more episodes!!

Ms just-do-it, just did it!

With the help of darling gracia of course. I'm talking about the super ultra impromptu decision I had and the minimal time allowance given to paint my roomy. It was done in pretty top speed too! I made up my mind to paint my room, asked gracia if she could help on friday nite. Bought paint on Saturday morning, went home, waited for my assistant's arrival, watched her eat maggi mee, went down for ciggie, came back up and started work at approximately 3.30. And we were done at 4pm. Talk about efficiency.

Getting a hang of this pic montage thingy!~ yep yep yep!

Not to mention, I have, and I'm proud to say, finally mastered the art of steaming eggs! Eh, right density, texture and taste is not easy to achieve okay... my mum never really did succeed but I did it!! Now they can finally rest and not have to eat steamed eggs all day long. Below, a specimen of my yummilicious chawamushi mixed with salted and century eggs. *KEKE*

It's officially my last nite tonight at Normanton, and since the computer's also gone (using vivek's), this is prolly gonna be my last normanton post. Movers just came an hour ago to shift my stuff back to pasir ris. All I'm left with is Mustarsky, my bed, my cargo and cabin bag, and whatever's not suppose to be brought over. Plus a coupla bags here and there la... IT'S EMPTY!

I didn't quite think I was able to pull off the paint job and the moving job over the weekend coz I conly called the movers on saturday nite and told them to move stuff on sunday. Still got time to go velvet and 'hiao' the nite away before going to work. Muahaha...

... I did it, didn't I?

*accomplished sigh*

ER....

Will somebody tell me why the picture's colour turned out like dat??????

Pictorial!

Hokay.. I've just spent the afternoon cancelling my starhub and singtel lines and doing this. (see pics below) Hur hur... hope it turns out alright on screen. Technically my first attempt at doing collages and I haven't touched photoshop for ages...

Anywayz, here's what I've been up to the past coupla days.


Since the other thing that's been on my mind is really the fact that I'm leaving normanton park in the next coupla weeks, here's a little something-something I've done.

I'm gonna miss sitting at my window, puffing and just watching the world and clouds go by...

I'm gonna miss going down to the pool as soon as I see the sun peeking out...

I'm gonna miss fighting for washing machine and clothes hanging space...

I'm gonna miss coming home to nicky and vivek (even though we hardly do anymore)

I'm gonna miss misusing my 'handicap' moments and making the boys do things for me...

I'm gonna miss my room and the pics on my cupboard...

I'm gonna miss the multiple ashtrays and lighters lying ard...

Over beers, ciggies and a prayer

I met old church friend Shaun during my trip in Shanghai. One of those last min thing where I realise he's actually IN shanghai and msged him JUST before heading out for flight. Catching up with old friends, especially over beers and ciggies can be quite fun.. but catching up with church friend, that's a little trickier. Was quite funny though... conversation went like:

me: ey, I've got something to confess...
him: ... *bewildered* are you pregnant?!?~!
me: .................................. NO!~!

Geeeeez, why would he even THINK that!~?

Anywayz, we talked about going back to church or the thought of it. I mean, I guess it wouldn't be so difficult if I can be moderately assured they wun totally freak out if I told them I needed to take 5. And "hey! who wants to go for a beer??" after cell? Can't quite give up my current lifestyle, can I? But I could try... and 'by god's grace' I'll someday not feel like picking up my ciggie, or going out for a drink. But what are the odds of them not freaking out? I dare not test water.

Which brings me to another point. When I'm ready to stop, I WILL. Right?? It's not like I'm addicted or anything. I don't have to run off for a ciggie every 10 min, neither will my fingers tremble when I'm at home in Pasir ris or off on a 13 hrs flight. I dun do my utmost best to be the first one outside just so i can grab a bit of 'fresh air' before heading for the hotel. I DON'T. I do know when and where to smoke. I do know it's not the healtiest thing in the world. Hey, we do lotsa shit that harms our body too... So pleeeaseee... STOP TAKING MY CIGGIES AWAY FROM ME!!! I'm not a 4 yr old kid who forgets that I had a pack of ciggie as soon as it's outta sight. I'm not that dumb to not notice my ciggiecase go missing as soon as I turn the other side. GAWD... i'm no freakin child! Do you know how fuckin expensive it is to buy a pack of ciggies?? It doesn't help that instead of buying a pack only when my pack is emptied, I have to buy a fresh pack every time my ciggies go missing, and that's only after I've touched like.. HALF the freakin pack! Once, okay.. fine.. haha.. funny. Twice, okay, still not getting on my nerves... but hey, not EVERY single time we're out and I take out a stick. It's really NOT NOT NOT funny anymore. I know it's outta concern... but pleasseeee..... really not funny... *URGH*

Okay.. back to shanghai, I just needed to rant coz it's driving me crazy!! Anywayz, shaun said something and we both agreed... pretty reluctantly, that somehow, that still small voice is still somewhere buried, like, the seed has been sowed. We're just waiting. Ah well.. over confessions, I told him about my eternal crush only to realise the entire group of them actually have always tot we made the perfecto couple. Too bad we were young... hahaha... and shy... they were hoping maybe things might change when we grow up. Grew up we did, but awfully wrong directions lah. Closed in prayer. I squirmed in my seat when he asked if he could 'close' in prayer. I'm like.. ah! here? after beers and ciggies?? er... okay.. *cringe cringe* But it's still sweet and I really appreciated it. I did.

Alrighty... it's time I retire. Today's flight was a nightmare. Hopefully tomorrow's flight will be friendlier.