the start of a tiresome and endless trail into the macritche forest. the pic doesnt show it, but i was wearing the most ridiculous foot gear, its a miracle i didnt break a leg rolling down the steep slopes.
the masochist gnarled at 1/31/2005 09:13:00 PM
You're "There's No "I" in
Team", you stick with your friends, go
around breakin' people's hearts, and make sure
you get what you deserve.
Which taking back sunday song are you?
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the masochist gnarled at 1/31/2005 03:13:00 PM
enthralling epiphany
weekend was spectacular. my recollection of events on fri nite has swirled and spun into a wild mess of images ranging from euphoric gaiety, subtle camera-whoring, quickened heartbeats and a frenzied car ride. despite the unusual and unpleasant occurence which struck us wif shock and horror tht nite, i'm just glad it was over in a jiffy and necessary measures were taken to resolve things. thank you, vic and song fer just being there. and vic, especially, fer calming me down and making me laugh like a crazed person while in the midst of my plight. the night had begun wif hearty feasting at pete's place, grand hyatt - us stuffing ourselves silly wif 3 main courses - pizza, ravioli and salmon fillet - and william's chocolate cake fer dessert. a thank you to gil fer the suggestion. altho our perfect evening was tainted by tht one little mishap, it was still perfection to me. the elation continues, as we -in the dumbest metaphors possible- hop, skip and jump, hand-in-hand, pass the one-yr mark and into the year ahead.
saturday was spent cycling back and forth the vast expanse of east coast park on a tandem bicycle. details cease to be important when some of the happiest moments of yer life are as simple as laughing with and at each other, indulging in lighthearted conversation and simultaneously pedalling arnd tirelessly. once again, leon and i were reminded of how little we enjoy spending our weekends at clubs having headed down to rouge in an attempt to quench my sudden urge to dance. the music and the crowd (or lack thereof) were pure spoilers. 'nuff said.
as tho my muscles werent wailing loud enough, just begging fer a good massage, i met gil on sunday fer our usual run at nie. this being after swimming at SICC and trekking thru approximately 4km of tht macritchie forest trail wif my mom earlier in the day. i am, without a doubt, bushed beyond description.
back to work this monday morning and dreading the next 7 and a half hours of having nothing to do. just sitting here wallowing in puerile thots to pass the time and feeling increasingly disturbed and uneasy abt begrudging individuals and their senseless insecurities. to simply ignore and stay unaffected by the insignificance of such things being the most sensible thing to do, i shall do just tht and learn to laugh at the stupidity of yer self-inflicted misery. on a separate note, i cant help but still feel a tinge of disappointment over your actions (girls being sensitive and all tht stereotypical balderdash). names are just names, just as titles are titles - they need not necessarily reflect their bearer.
the von bondies - c'mon c'mon
where were you when i needed you ?
you were trying yer damndest to get into some club.
the masochist gnarled at 1/31/2005 08:45:00 AM
Friday, January 28, 2005
now in the bible it says thou shall not watch two lesbians in bed have homosexual sex unless of course you were given the consent to join in then of course its intercourse and its bisexual sex which isnt as bad as long as you show some remorse fer yer actions either before, during or after performing the act of tht which, is normally referred to as such more commonly known phrases tht are more used by today's kids in a more derogatory way but who's to say what's fair to say and what not to say, lets ask dr. dre. dr. dre (what up ?) i got a question if i may (yea) is it gay to play putt putt golf wif a friend (yea) and watch his butt butt when he tees off (yea) but but i aint done yet. in football a quarterback yells out huthut while he reaches in another grown man's ass. grab's on his nuts, but just what if it was nv meant, it was just an accident but he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in his teeny tiny little round hiney and he didnt mean it but his little weenie flinched just a little bit. and i dont needa go into anymore details but, what if he pictured it as a female's butt, is tht gay ? i just needa clear things up. till then i'll just walk arnd wif a manly strut becauseeee ... i aint got no legs, or no brain. nice to meet you, hi my name is ... i forgot my name. my name was not to become what i became wif this level of fame. my soul is possessed by this devil, my new name is ... rain man.
so fucking bored.
the masochist gnarled at 1/28/2005 04:57:00 PM
!!
jitterbug jitters. its days like these i cant sit still. cant stop obsessing, planning, thinking, worrying and fussing over just abt every tiny little detail. excuse the unnecessary string of gerunds. in short, i am excited. very. extremely. to spare everyone from mushy, gag-inducing elaboration, simply put, today marks one year fer us. happy anniversary baby :) one year and counting ...
9 hours and 6 minutes till dinnertime.
and now, if you'll excuse me. i must return to my state of orbit - obsessing, planning thinking worrying and fussing.
i love you, leon.
the masochist gnarled at 1/28/2005 09:35:00 AM
Thursday, January 27, 2005
the masochist gnarled at 1/27/2005 01:36:00 PM
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you can not hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
i've got run by snow patrol replaying over n over in my head. what a totally awesome song. sometimes it tks listening to a song a coupla times over before you realise how amazing it really is. spent an hour or 2 last night expanding my playlist before i went to bed. altho its illegal and unfair to various artistes whose sales are being affected by piracy and all tht jazz, i still thank god fer limewire and will continue to use it shamelessly like the millions of other unscrupulous downloaders out there. ha ha. the only album i ever had any intention of purchasing was probably "what's the story, morning glory ?". but having received a burned copy fer christmas, so much fer band loyalty and whatever not !
got another set of highlights done yesterday after precisely 2 months of copper ones done just hours before the jay chou concert on nov 26th. regretting my choice of colour just a tiny bit but i guess the reddish pink streaks tk a bit of getting used to. theres supposed to be bits of copper mixed in there somewhere but all i see is this attention-grabbing red. my mother hates it of course, reason being - she hates red. well we cant all have the same boring washed out hair colour can we. had bomster waiting patiently fer me after he'd gotten his hair cut. i think i've finally found a salon tht i wldnt mind going to on a regular basis :) finally. despite the guy who cut my hair being quite a first class dick, his skill is superb. and the colourist is just fucking funny and talkative and makes me laugh a whole fucking lot talking abt anythg at all. and the rates arent too pricey. sounds like a dream ta me.
its great to have a car. minus the various internal problems and the ridiculous parking fee in orchard. not tht i own one myself. but its just great to be able to hop into a vehicle and zip off to yer destination at the fastest speed possible. esp if you really wanna go somewhere. fast. oh well, i shldnt talk so much. i just put tonight's lesson booking up fer sale on the ssdc website - blame it on lazy bones and mild exhaustion. it'd just be nice if i didnt hafta rush thru a fast-food dinner and tk the goddamn train from harbourfront to dhoby ghaut then to yck today. oh thank god, i just checked the site and it says "try sell successful". now, to spend the next coupla hours pondering what i shall do after work to unwind ... hmmm.
why does it always hafta be so goddamn sunny everyday when i'm stuck here in this godforsaken office wif a lunch break so short tht i cant even go to the rooftop to tan fer a coupla mins. just hope it stays this way all thru the weekend so tht my sentosa plans dont get foiled. sunshine really does make pple happy. well i am, thts fer sure. it sends more serotonin to the brain or sumthg which generally puts pple in a good mood. okayy so i've begun to peel like worn out paint, and my skin looks pretty diseased. but tht doesnt change anythg ! :) i'm crazy, arent i. i love the heat, i love getting baked, i love the way the sky looks so blue and the clouds look so fluffy, like a scene rite out of a cartoon.
my ass is getting a lil j.lo-like (no, not sexy at all - BIG). suppose i'll go fer a jog after dinner tonight.
its only 11 and already i've said too much.
OMD - walking on the milky way
the masochist gnarled at 1/27/2005 10:08:00 AM
AQUARIUS
Your positive traits:
You've got a ton of friends, so you have no problem meeting new people.
You're great at thinking up new things and actitives to do with your sweetie.
You tend to let the little things slide in relationships... and focus on the bigger picture.
Your negative traits:
In relationships, it tends to be your way or the highway.
You can never open up completely to someone - you have to keep parts of yourself secret.
You're cold and reserved, which leaves your partner feeling unloved.
Your ideal partner:
Flexible, because you're not going to be the one to compromise!
Is smart and quirky with lots of weird interests... including you.
A true indivdualist who doesn't care what anyone thinks
Your dating style:
Stimulating.
You prefer dates that explore a shared interest - like a lecture, muesum tour, or concert.
Your seduction style:
Wacky.
Your wild ideas have your lover wondering what's next.
Insatiable - it takes a lot to satisfy your desires.
Varied. You're eager to try things as soon as you learn about them.
Tips for the future:
Bring a little responsibility to your relationship - like showing up for dates!
Compromise a little. It would kill you to do things your lover's way for once.
Be aware of your parnter's jealousy. Even though you aren't jealous, realize your partner is sometimes.
Best place to meet someone online:
Match.com - there's enough singles to find offbeat dates and tons of romantic adventure
Best color to attract mate:
Sky blue
Best day for a date:
Wednesday
the masochist gnarled at 1/27/2005 09:36:00 AM
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
TEN random things about me:
1) i'm constantly thinking abt food.
2) i have muesli wif milk fer breakfast every morning.
3) i curse like a pirate.
4) it tks me approximately an hour to get ready before going out.
5) i hate hairy-ness on any part of the body other than the head, eyebrows and eyelashes.
6) if theres one thing i cant stop eating, its granola bars.
7) i like smelling pple when they're cologne/perfume-free.
8) my life's practically dedicated to daily dog-walking when i'm unemployed.
9) i cant live wifout my mp3s.
10) i'm tanning-obsessed.
NINE places I've visited:
1) hawaii and a coupla other parts of e US
2) london
3) tokyo
4) pretty much of australia - gold coast, melbourne, sydney, perth (ick)
5) a lot of china
6) zurich
7) wellington, new zealand *zZzz*
8) thailand - bangkok, phuket
9) hongkong
EIGHT things I want to do before I die:
1) sky dive
2) make a fortune
3) scale a mountain, mt everest maybe
4) speak at least 3 other languages and perfect my cantonese (fat chance)
5) drive a monster truck
6) own a hundred pairs of fancy shoes
7) have a hse in hawaii, honolulu preferably
8) tell mom everything
SEVEN ways to win my heart:
1) cook/bake fer me
2) understand my needs and willingly give in to them
3) tolerate my erratic mood swings and sarcasm
4) love my dogs as much as i do
5) recognize and appreciate my efforts/sacrifices
6) give me lil surprises every once in a while
7) write me love letters haha :)
SIX pet peeves:
1) pple who dont pick up after themselves
2) pple who tk my things/FOOD without asking
3) know-it-alls
4) involuntarily having to make small talk.
5) irresponsibility
6) pple who think they're superior by race, nationality or whatever factor they feel they shld base their arrogance on.
FIVE things I'm afraid of:
1) giving pple the wrong impression.
2) not having enough money to support my lifestyle and tht of my loved ones.
3) losing the pple i love, fer whatever reason.
4) perishing in hell fer my countless sins.
5) being abandoned.
FOUR of my favorite things in my bedroom:
1) the bathroom.
2) beautiful lava lamp :)
3) fluffy pillows & duvet.
4) the computer.
THREE things I do everyday:
1) shower
2) have breakfast (and every other meal, for tht matter)
3) talk to leon <3
TWO things I want to do right now:
1) go cycling at sentosa and simultaneously get a bad ass tan cos the weather today's just purrrrfect.
2) call leon and play our crazy version of scissors paper stone on the phone.
ONE person I want to see right now:
1) bomster. the only person i'm always elated to see.
the masochist gnarled at 1/26/2005 10:19:00 AM
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
juvenile thots and futile attempts at sobering up and writing properly. wif SATs and final theory completely outta the way, i am able to pursue and indulge in my various strange interests to my heart's content. not tht preparations fer either of those tests took up much of my time, however, a heavy burden seems to have been lifted from my roasted shoulders. completed reading haruki murakami's sputnik sweetheart within a span of 3 days (which, fer me, wld be considered unbelievably speedy), and am now left wif zero reading material fer the rest of the day.
with only my peculiar thots fer company, i'm stuck here at this all-too conspicuous desk with nothing but a computer and an absolute lack of inspiration to say or do anythg.
it wld be fantastic and extremely ideal if i cld just break free from everythg thts holding me back/down and undergo a metamorphosis of sorts to somehow find myself in this messed up world. not only is it highly frustrating tht until now, i still have no clue what i want/plan to do after receiving my results in march, it also serves as the biggest fucking obstacle from hell thts probably gonna have me end up making very last minute decisions which i'm gonna hate. floating arnd aimlessly and being forced to remain near-sighted is far from enjoyable and i just feel like my youth's being wasted on the most stupid of things. there are far greater things i feel i cld be doing wif all this free time - learning french, taking tennis lessons, visiting the art museum, watching plays and just relaxing while at the same time learning something fundamental to life in general or possibly to a future job. i cant decide if its because singapore is so small, pathetic and encompassed in our own beliefs/ideals tht us young adults are being cloistered in and not receiving the kinda exposure tht wld be beneficial to us. or i'm just not taking the necessary initiative to seek fer avenues fer which i may pursue my vague goals + aims. either way, i may be turning 19 in less than a month, but i still feel confused, small, lost, vulnerable, and still very much lacking adequate knowledge i feel i shld possess by now.
like harvey danger said in flagpole sitta, "been around the world and found that only stupid people are breeding".
Paranoia paranoia
Everybody's coming to get me
Just say you never met me
I'm runnin' underground with the moles
Digging holes
the masochist gnarled at 1/25/2005 02:51:00 PM
It was long ago, it seems like yesterday
I saw you standing in the rain
Then i heard you say
I want to love, but it comes out wrong
I want to live, but i don't belong
I close my eyes and i see blood and roses
Flowers in the springtime
October we were wed
Winter time the roses died
The blood ran cold and then she said...
I want to love, but it comes out wrong
I want to live, but i don't belong
I close my eyes and i see blood and roses
smithereens - blood and roses
the masochist gnarled at 1/25/2005 08:44:00 AM
Monday, January 24, 2005
volleyball, tanorexia and a roasted back
every weekend shld be a long one - long enough fer us crazyhappysun-hungry pple to go to sentosa on 2 consecutive days (preferably more). by 10am friday morning, four very sleepy pple were already in the midst of gobbling down some BK breakfast at sentosa to fuel ourselves up before heading to siloso/palawan/tanjong beach. the weather has been absolutely amazing, thank god. on the flip side, yes, we are burnt, in pain and in a coupla days we'll be shedding skin like fuckin reptiles. but the bottomline is, we had oodles of fun :) its been eons since ive touched, let alone played wif, a volleyball. left e island relatively early (approx. 2 ?) and headed to the lakepoint condo pool fer more tanning and swimming.
returned to sentosa on saturday afternoon fer a lil cycling action. riding in the back seat of a tandem bicycle is a thousand times easier than doing it yerself. ok, so i'm pathetic. but seriously, i cannot maintain balance nor stay calm fer like more than 50m (perhaps less). picture this scenario (which has taken place a countless no. of times) : me getting on e bike, pedalling a lil and moving off wif glee. 30 secs ltr, bike starts swerving left n right a lil bit, i start freaking out. in attempt to slow down, i grip e brakes too hard, bike jerks to a halt and i jump off the bike and let it crash to the ground. trust me, its a terribly ridiculous sight and yes i'm immensely ashamed. THEREFORE, to prevent anymore of tht, its just tandem bikes fer me from now on and wif bomster in the front seat :)
having not had enough of the scorching heat, sunday was just another tanning + swimming session at SICC. cant even lie on my back, sling my bag on my shoulder, nor shower in pipin hot water (my fave) fer the time being.
i just realised today, to my horror, tht this place is under camera surveillance 24/7. fer all those times i secretly ate at my desk, or went to the conference room to steal candy, or took off my bra while sitting at the reception table cos it was suffocating me and i cldnt breathe. just imagine, all of tht caught on tape. voyeurism is dangerously on the rise and individual privacy is virtually non-existant in today's world. whether or not one intends to do unscrupulous things when no one's watching is irrelevant. the fact tht you are always being watched is just disconcerting.
in mock anticipation of the driving lessons, mundane 5-day work week and sporadic tiffs to come. feeling slightly jaded and beginning to lose sight of tht previously hopeful illusion of contentment thanks to minor details - obvious signs tht the end is nigh. cliche as it sounds, time does change everythg. and whether it be fer the better or worse is completely in the hands of something/someone else other than yerself. what happens when you just dont know what you want anymore ? reality, a silent assailant who deals the deadliest of blows at the worst times you can imagine. i dont really wanna remain as what i've recently become - dependent, totally not in control, overly anxious and worried. this calls fer drastic measures, but where to start ?
i need a sputnik sweetheart of my own.
the masochist gnarled at 1/24/2005 09:28:00 AM
more crazy pix coming yer way ...
the masochist gnarled at 1/24/2005 08:57:00 AM
Thursday, January 20, 2005
had every intention to settle down and blog first thing in the morning upon arrival at the office. tht was until it finally dawned on me (thanks to a figure of authority rather than by chance) why i had been so free at work fer the past 3 wks since attaining employment. all my incessant whining abt zero workload now seems very funny indeed since i unwittingly discovered at 830am, the vast amount of things tht i'd left undone all this time -aim gun at me, and pull trigger here- 3 hours have passed since i stepped into the office, and only now have i begun my daily narrative of mundane (un)happenings at my workplace. so just imagine how vast tht earlier mentioned "vast amount" is. 3 whole hours of paperwork, filing, processing of invoices, stapling, printing, walking back and forth from desk to printer, to bosses' tables, making telephone calls etcetcetc.
the pple here speak singlish to a ridiculous level of perfection tht even i, a self-proclaimed ah lian (since having met leon), have great difficulty comprehending the colloquaility of this gregarious community.
anyways, an evening filled wif lighthearted banter, mouth-watering tepenyaki and highly amusing photographs was much enjoyed. altho the night ended in rather stormy circumstances, it was still terrific and unforgettable. absolutely horrible as i always am when it comes to presents, history proceeded to repeat itself this time arnd. judging from yer lack of comment, i suspect you agree with me.
finding it a daily hassle to put up tht stoic facade so as to convince myself tht i will not fall apart. not one to be associated wif the countless emotional wrecks out there, i'm beginning to face great amounts of uncertainty which threaten to send my usually impervious threshold fer pain crumbling into little invisible nothings. not seeing eye to eye is one thing. feigning ignorance is another. but what we're looking at is just a very blatant denial of facts laid right in front of you. you cannot just simply use one wrong act to justify another. the thing is, we're not even trying to justify anything are we ? it was a purely emotional issue which didnt call fer things to have been dealt wif in a hypothetical manner. i dont think i needed a detailed explanation or yet another recount of something i already have a thorough understanding of. multiple syllables aside, i just wanted to feel better abt things.
but anyways, i just wanted to say again, how sorry i am. and, i love you.
after 3 weeks of sitting in this godforsaken seat, and dealing wif these frivolous pple, i'm proud to say tht i finally noe everyone's name and am able to identify face and match it wif name. tis not a small feat considering the various races and complicated (read : indian) names of the employees of this firm. after many days of endless sitting, unlimited blogsurfing and much gorging (thank you, singpapore food industry !), i find myself far more lethargic, probably 10pounds heavier, and undoubtedly wif a far more crappy mind than ever before.
11 days to my first paycheck. 8 days to my 1 yr anniversary. 1 day to fio's bday. 2 hours till i get off work.
had to tk a raincheck on saby's "goodbye" (not farewell) dinner last nite. heard the girls had a blast at zouk, as always :) i also got wind of the r-rated conversation worthy of extreme censorship. DAMN, how cld you guys do tht without me ?! i want all the details too, right down to the nitty gritty hehe :D i demand a repeat ! then again, our gatherings always end up in tht same pattern. says a lot dont it.
i really shld stop.
so there.
the living end - prisoner of society
the masochist gnarled at 1/20/2005 08:44:00 AM
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
happy birthday baby ! :)
the masochist gnarled at 1/19/2005 10:22:00 AM
rarin to head back to tht ikea restaurant & cafe place. it took great effort to restrain myself as i watched gillian gobble down her curry puffs n chicken wings. thou shalt only go to these sinful places on an empty stomache, only then will you be spared from the misery of only being able to watch. many "only"s in tht sentence. hmm. anyways, i happen to think tht place is amazing, tho i did walk outta there empty-handed. many inexpensive yet buy-able things available there. i need my pay pronto.
have already got a whole list of things i intend to splurge on the minute tht damn paycheck arrives -highlights fer one, new shoes, and perhaps a new camera wif the super ability to conceal my truly hideous self. moneyy indeed is the root of all evil. altho girls just as well are too, fer those of you who've seen tht ridiculous equation. i speak fer myself of course. i am evil.
weather conditions have been frustratingly erratic. am anticipating my long-awaited visit to tht rather boring island, sentosa, this friday to get tht much-needed tan, regardless of my mother's pleas. tht place doesnt deserve to be termed a tourist attraction when there is undoubtedly nothing attractive abt it. a soft drink costs 3buckaroos and its served in a plastic cup 3/4 filled up wif ice. and theres really nothing exciting to do but walk arnd e island where theres hardly anythg to look at. but i still wanna go. period. beach bomster, not beach bunny.
thank god its a 4-day week.
thots of the future have succeeded in drilling a hole in my already decaying mind. doesnt help to get misunderstood either. all i'm saying is, i want what you want. but without being over-optimistic and excessively idealistic. sometimes i think i'm too practical fer my own good.
anyways, tepenyaki tonight at raffles town club wif leon and his family, i cant wait ! <3
the masochist gnarled at 1/19/2005 09:40:00 AM
mooched from graffiti.org.
the masochist gnarled at 1/19/2005 09:26:00 AM
Monday, January 17, 2005
the princess & the peabrain
neoprints, nostalgia, famous amos, a 4km run and wayyyy too many soccer matches, epl or other.
i think puff the magic dragon was a recalcitrant pothead and i cant believe i used to cry when i watched tht stupid show.
3 different individuals of contrasting personalities using "trippy" as an adjective to describe Trainspotting just means tht movie is waytoofuckingmindblowingly trippy. i have absolutely got to watch it. when i have time. which is like never.
i'm not in the happiest of moods. must have something to do wif tht foot-long chicken breast sandwich from subway and tube of yoghurt fruitella.
enduring 5 whole days of mundane idleness fer 2 days of so-called bliss really is enough of a reason to be peeved abt wasted weekends. yes this job is becoming a pain but you dont just quit when things arent 100 percent peachy. may as well just stop breathing altogether since living itself has become sucha chore as well.
indigestion makes an anal shithead outta me. so does fatigue, scatterbrains and pple who are so self-absorbed tht they forget you have nerves which they often get on. honestly, no one gives a wombat's anus abt you and yer _ _ _, or s_ _ _ _ _, or blahblahblah. sorry, from tht point onwards, i wasnt listening.
sab's leaving fer swit-zer-land on friday. i will miss you, my soso monsta. now i regret not submitting my resume before the deadline, oh phooey.
i need a shit song to conclude my shit day.
i dont know, cant think of one.
peace out. a town. yeah.
the masochist gnarled at 1/17/2005 01:23:00 PM
Friday, January 14, 2005
Cause what the world needs now
is a new Frank Sinatra
so I can get you in bed.
Cause what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.
the masochist gnarled at 1/14/2005 09:44:00 PM
spooky resemblance noted.
the masochist gnarled at 1/14/2005 01:25:00 PM
for leon ...
And at the end of the day remember the days
When we were close to the end
And wonder how we made it through the night
At the end of the day
Remember the way
We stayed so close to the end
We'll remember it was me and you
Cause we are gonna be
Forever, you and me
You will
Always keep me flying high in the sky
Of love
lighthouse family - high
the masochist gnarled at 1/14/2005 08:55:00 AM
Thursday, January 13, 2005
there're knots in my shoulder tht i'd gladly pay to get rid of.
i'm weary of un-funny jokes, short men and arrogant old fogies wif a caffeine addiction.
there're a million things i feel like doing this wkend, but sadly time does not permit.
i'm fulla shit, literally. and its beginning to annoy the shit outta me (pun not intended).
known to be a person easily bored, i'm surprisingly still enthralled by this stupid slacker job.
are you getting irritated by these short sentences yet ?
am waiting fer my friends to o.d. on zouk/mambo so we can visit new places tog. shall not be self-centred and make selfish demands fer the time being. grace was ranting and raving abt the mind-blowing time she had at mambo last nite :) tht girl hasnt had any worthwhile/fun/exciting clubbing experiences in quite a while, so i'm thrilled to hear tht last nite was so fantastic. sorry i dont do weeknights honey. dont forget our plans to check out tht place you were talking abt (i forgot where it was, but apparently there're loadsa good bargains ?)
i wanna go ... skydiving. but i s'pose the closest thing to it available wld be the reverse bungee at clarke quay. still a lil chicken to make my way there and get it over n done wif. perhaps one day when i'm feeling suicidal/extremely gutsy. the deed aint cheap anyways, i cld find better ways to spend my cash.
oh well ... i am bored.
wonder what it'd be like to be angelina jolie fer day.
fer one thing, my back ache wld get worse :D
the androids - do it with madonna
the masochist gnarled at 1/13/2005 01:53:00 PM
Survey
At the Moment:
01. I see: glass door entrance of my workplace facing the lift landing.
02. I need: an apple pie, subway melt, hand warmers, my 2kg weights, SAT book & some hot tea
03. I find: myself developing mild symptoms of OCD.
04. I want: peace on earth, a back rub and total freedom to spend as much time wif bomster as i want.
05. I have: a penchant fer overeating, an obsession wif mascara, too little money and too much time.
06. I wish: for a cure fer aids and peace of mind.
07. I love: dogs, tabloid gossip, sunshine, androgyny, beautiful things and pple, and last but definitely not least, my boyfriend.
08. I hate: unreasonable demands, poor comparisons, pple who dig their own graves then whine abt it, pompous men.
09. I miss: SAS, having no exams, the st nicks' canteen, happier times wif less responsibilities.
10. I fear: disease, apocalypse, loss of loved ones.
11. I feel: sufficiently content, slightly uneasy (board meeting taking place hence loadsa big shots are present), very very very hungry yet unable to snack secretly.
12. I hear: booming voices of men wif authority, telephones ringing, blink 182's Down playing in my head.
13. I smell: CK perfume on myself (forgot if its called eternity, or moment, or both).
14. I crave: pretty highlights, KFC Zinger, death by chocolate.
15. I search: for answers to the many questions that inhabit my mind, yet am too afraid be slapped in the face by brutal reality.
16. I wonder: if theres life on mars. (thts just a filler)
17. I regret: nothing. or at least i try to.
In the last 48 hours, Have You:
01. Cried: yes.
02. Bought something: yes, yesterday's lunch and dinner.
03. Gotten sick: still sick, blocked nose and all.
04. Sang: yeah, to the tune of Greenday's Boulevard of Broken Dreams in his mom's car on my ride home.
05. Eaten: well duh.
06. Felt stupid: us superior beings never feel stupid. uhhuh.
07. Wanted to tell someone you loved them, but didn't: yes.
08. Met someone new: well i just go introduced to an indian man from the firm across the lift landing.
09. Moved on: no.
10. Talk to an ex: no.
11. Missed an ex: no.
12. Talked to someone you have a crush on: it'd help if i had a crush on someone.
13. Had a serious talk: yes, all too serious.
14. Missed someone: yeah, i miss bomster all the time.
15. Hugged someone: yes ! =)
16. Fought with your parents: well i didnt see my dad all day yest and this morning he was still aslp so, NO.
17. Dreamed about someone you can't be with: uhhh no not really.
Social Life:
01. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: boyfriend, check.
02. Hobbies: dog-walking (ironic, yes), going to the gym (its been on hold fer the past coupla wks), reading, photography, dancing, EATING (but of course), collecting stamps (hahaha just threw tht in fer fun). i dont have many hobbies.
03. Are you center of attention or the wallflower: the wallflower, sadly.
04. What type automobile do you drive: very soon, a greyish silver KIA Sportage SUV (i hope).
05. What type automobile do you wish you drove: a pretty, bright sunflower yellow convertible. or tht peugeot green convertible, tho it lks slightly odd.
06. Would you rather be with friends or on a date: be with friends.
07. Where is the best hangout: bomm's cave wins hands down.
08. Do you have a job: i do now !
09. Do you attend church: no, tho i wish i did. its not a questn of the will.
10. Do you like being around people: it really depends. my moods are erratic and unpredictable.
Personal:
01. Who is your role model: none momentarily.
02. What are your pet peeves: childish behaviour, girls with no self-respect, inactivity, flab, my own temper.
3. Have you ever been in love: yes.
04. Have you ever liked someone you had no chance with: nope.
05. Have you ever cried over the opposite sex: hmmm yes.
06. Do you have a "type" of person you always go after: i do have a preferred type, but i dont always go after tht.
07. Have you ever lied to your best friend(s): i must not answer this questn hahaha.
08. Ever wanted to get revenge on someone because they hurt you: i am a vengeful person.
09. Ever been cheated on: yes.
10. Ever said I love you to a significant other: yes.
11. Rather be dumper or dumped: dumper.
12. Rather have a relationship or a "hookup": the former of course.
13. Want someone you don't have right now: no.
14. Ever liked your best guy/girl friend: hell no. okayy i did have a tiny crush on grace once. HAHA
15. Do you want to get married: yes.
16. Do you want kids: hell no. but fer the sake of reproduction, contributing to the shrinking population and just pure responsibility, YES.
17. Do you believe in psychics: yes. but you can nv tell the real from the fake.
18. Do you believe you know the person whom you will marry at this point in time: not really.
19. What is your favorite part of your physical appearance: my wrists.
20. What is your favorite part of your emotional being: i have a firm grip on reality.
21. Are you happy with you: not entirely. some areas cld be altered.
22. Are you happy with your life: yes.
23. Are you depressed right now?: no.
24. If you could change something in your life right now, what would it be: Nothing.
the masochist gnarled at 1/13/2005 10:52:00 AM
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
in dire need of a muse and am overcome wif a sudden urge to indulge in a scrabble marathon.
i miss being 5, oblivious to the world's evils and free from binding vices which are the cause of my undoing.
became possessed last nite by some unknown entity which was the very reason fer my embarkation on a moderately wild earring-buying spree. still in the process of snapping outta my all-black phase, i forced myself to purchase slightly more outrageous colours such as red wif white polka dots, black wif yellow flowers and hoops wif black and white glass beads. far from drastic, but theyre baby steps to a brand new me. rite-o.
had gillian in tow as i breezed in and outta the heeren shops. thanks fer the company sweets :) i'm missing all the time we used to be able to spend tog. hope yer having fun at yer camp and tht you nail tht job soon.
am anxiously anticipating my paycheck which wld probably come in abt a month or so. have got big plans fer all tht moolah. till then, i'll refrain from splurging just yet.
my enthusiasm wif regards to everythg is beginning to wane considerably. soon, i shall become burnt out and lifeless, pessimistic and possibly sobered up from this deceiving daze. i hate perky pple.
am enjoying the benefits of the free internet smsing service provided by singtel. smsing wif ease while simultaneously looking busy and saving up on phone bills. wonder if my dad's received the bills fer the month of dec '04. i'm still alive and breathing so i suppose it hasnt arrived yet.
anyways, its break time. sometimes i wonder what it'd be like had i been born ethiopian. but those thots always get abruptly interrupted by the aroma of food coming from the kitchen.
morrissey - you're the one for me, fatty
the masochist gnarled at 1/12/2005 10:12:00 AM
Sixteen or seventeen, that's all I think you were
Fly by me one more time, I wonder who you are
The most beautiful girl in the world
I won't make promises I know I cannot keep
You'll be my sweet thing and I'll worship at your feet
The most beautiful girl in the world
So call me back one more time and nail me to your bed
Well, I'll pull my weight and wear a Monet on my head
The most beautiful girl in the world
the masochist gnarled at 1/12/2005 09:39:00 AM
Monday, January 10, 2005
idiotic infantile imbeciles.
perturbed and irritated by certain behaviour. as much of a cliche this may sound, i find it extremely necessary fer pple to know when to just grow up.
the weekend was just what i needed as a grand finale to my 1st week at work. i'm still amazed at how we managed to squeeze so many activities into one saturday which wld usually have been spent in a less hectic fashion. this is not a complaint of any sort, however. its exactly how i like my saturdays =) had fun at my driving lesson which went surprisingly smoothly, minus tht bit where i almost rammed into the back of a truck outside macs at amk ave 4 (very nostalgic). met bomm after tht somewhere in the late afternoon fer a drool-worthy dinner at pasta fresca. we honestly are SUCH pigs :D actually headed to kinokuniya ltr in the evening to purchase a copy of "makan sutra" - a guide to good eating in s'pore. hahaha i'm anticipating our next meal tog already.
after devouring a lasagna and ravioli verdi, we headed over to DQ at taka fer an oreo brownie earthquake. it wasnt exactly what we were expecting, both of us too blind to notice the humongous picture of it beside its name on the menu. we had in mind just a simple cup of vanilla ice cream wif brownie bits in it or something like tht, but what we got instead was this monstrosity of a dessert which just threw us into a fit of delirious laughter upon sight - this big round plastic cup wif a large glob of vanilla ice cream in the centre, oreo bits all over and 2 big chunks of chocolate brownie on each side. very scary-looking indeed. but of course, we proceeded to the steps btw the escalators at taka and revelled in some gluttonous delight.
after roaming arnd fer a lil bit, we landed ourselves in a movie at cine. london voodoo was definitely not what i expected it to be. i was thinking more of creepy, disquieting, thrilling horror. what we got was just psycho behaviour, horny women, and a very unobservant husband who exhibited a very unrealistic level of bravery. moderately interesting, but on the whole, tame and 999999999999999999999998888888888888888888889888888888888888 - omg theres a fucking cockroach underneath keys 8 & 9 of my keyboard. i really hafta stop eating at my desk. how the fuck do i get it outttt ....
10 mins and much struggling later, i return to complete my post. our 6-legged friend has not yet evacuated his hiding place, clever bugger. retreated to bomm's cave after the movie only to find his place filled wif relatives and such. munched on egg tarts and viewed photo albums fer a bit then left fer rouge. been a while since i went to one of these things. saw the usual faces, many whom i've missed and not seen in eons - namely char the shark, cheryl & peiwen. stood arnd wif thane at the entrance fer a longer time than i actually spent inside the club. once again i am reminded tht i no longer enjoy such indulgences and wld much rather spend a quiet evening at 'home' . so after a pathetic half-hour stay, we embarked on another endless journey back to jurong.
sunday wldve turned out a much bigger disaster had grace not shown up to save the day. my father and his furious tirade against my "late nights" was totally uncalled for at 9fuckingAM in the morning. followed by a tense breakfast at tiongbahru and much strained conversation, my mother and i came dangerously close to choking him wif cockels and strangling him wif his curry chicken noodles. the day got slightly better after we proceeded to purchase a smashin new SUV from KIA . it was a pretty swift process, nv really thot buying cars was done with such rash and determined action. nevertheless, i'm over the moon :D tho its not exactly fer me, we no longer hafta compete fer usage of the car. i'm just praying i'll get my licence before chinese new yr when we get to collect the SUV. he damn well better lemme drive it.
missgracekhoo came over somewhere in the late afternoon and sorta lightened the mood. went fer a light dinner at oliodome paragon then shopped fer groceries at marketplace. my mother and i were infuriated and immensely appalled by my dad's fucked up attitude and ungentlemanly behaviour and grace was just slightly amused. spent the rest of the evening holed up in my room dying grace's hair to a sexy bright auburn shade and watching her upload songs into her iPOD AGAIN.
my latest addiction to late-nite illegal driving is becoming seriously serious. zipping arnd neighbourhoods, expressways, making unnecessary trips to town and back to jurong and what not in a cosy lil hyundai matrix wif my favourite person in the passenger seat. sounds perfect fer the time being, but we must resist such temptations to save ourselves the embarrassment/disappointment and shit tht follows wif being slapped wif a ban from driving/suspension and a nasty record. will try my very best to stick strictly to carparks fer now.
and now, 7 days to another weekend.
jewel - you were meant for me
the masochist gnarled at 1/10/2005 09:50:00 AM
Friday, January 07, 2005
just spent the last coupla hours doin up bomster's blog and it is officially completed :) am bowled over wif this tingling sense of accomplishment. he even has a doodleboard man. i dont even have a friggin doodleboard.
oh well aside from tht, i havent been doing shit. no one arnd here needs me boohoo. i seriously am gonna bring my books to study from tmr onwards. had initially thot it wld be inappropriate but it seems no one wld be observing my behaviour anyways. i cld be like those ditzy secretaries/receptionists you see in movies who paint their nails all day and no one wld batt an eyelid.
coupla movies i'm rarin to catch before they stop showing em at the cinemas :
-ocean's twelve
-london voodoo
-closer
-we dont live here anymore
-the aviator
-alfie
-kinsey (its got 3 golden globe nominations dude, no shit)
*lately my stamina fer watching movies seems to have dropped to considerably low levels. the mere thot of having to sit thru 2 and a half hours of film already drowns me in fatigue.
been sending out long msges to my beloved best friend fer the past coupla hours while doin up leon's bloggie. the silly girl seems to have her entire life planned out already. marriage to raymond which wld lead to a life of idyllic housewifehappiness. since ray's gonna be serving the nation fer approx. 6 mnths before grace can see him again (minus tht public hol on the 21st), i predict we'll be spending manymany days bonding from this day forth. manicures, bikini waxes, moviemarathons, pig-out sessions, and much more. my sundays are reserved just fer you sweetie :) just come on up in those call girl stilettos and chinese opera make-up and you shall be welcomed wif open arms (and many furry paws).
gee dont think i've ever blogged this much in the whole of 2004. then again, '05 will be an eventful yr filled wif change so i suppose this is considered a start.
kickboxing last nite has left me wif many aches and pains. my mom's probably still seething bout tht side kick i executed which skilfully managed to miss the soft target and made impact wif her flabby flesh instead. since last nite was merely a basic introduction to the various moves and instructions, it didnt quite resemble the regular kickboxing class you usually see taking place. nevertheless, it was interesting and i'm looking forward to next thurs. dont think my mom's all tht enthusiastic, but its okayy, i shall attempt to find ways to convince gillian to keep me company :D frankly, i think boxercise is more fer me. however, classes at fitness first are placed at exorbitant rates so i may just stick wif this. shall see how it goes.
2 hrs to go ...
dinner wif mom & dad at chinatown fer my fave beancurd, chicken wif chinese sausage and black pepper beef. salivation has already begun.
the masochist gnarled at 1/07/2005 03:35:00 PM
the world and its derranged inhabitants.
day 5 at work and i'm actually beginning to love this job. i mean seriously, how many pple get paid to sit arnd and do the things i do. things cld've been a lot worse.
anyways, am delighted to have the company of bomm today at lunch time :) it does get lonely, i admit. just gotta cross my fingers and hope tht he manages to find his way here, unlike the last time. typed an entire email filled wif detailed directions, the kind where you cldnt possibly get lost after reading.
middle-aged men holding executive positions can be rather scary. daily visits from a certain vertically challenged senior male from the office directly opposite mine are starting to freak me out just a tad. must pray hard tht he will soon tire of my unenthusiastic responses and micro-waves - very weak and reluctant greetings. keeping in mind my dad's repeated warnings of dirty old men, we must be weary of harrassment in the workplace.
realized in the shower today tht i'm a boring person trapped in a life of boring routines. am still relatively content tho, such boredom does not irk me. my morning activities flow in the exact same sequence every single day fer the sole purpose of punctuality. routine ensures tht i get to work on time, hence no complaints there. some spontaneity and surprises wld be appreciated in other areas of my life tho (( ignore contradiction wif past entry abt hating surprises )).
what is an appropriate age fer someone to be thinking abt marriage ? putting aside whowhatwhenwherewhyhow, what is an ideal age fer one to get married at ? personally, being a young mother always seemed appealing to me cos you get to stick arnd longer to watch yer kids grow up. and if yer lucky, you get to watch yer grandchildren blossom into young adults as well. my mother had me when she was 32. when i'm 32, she'll be 64. when i'm 50, she'll be 82. its a lil frightening how wide tht age gap is, especially if you compare it to the one btw my mom and my grandma. i cant imagine life wifout my mother, as much of a pain as she is. i dont want to.
where have all the good music gone.
pple are listening to absolute trash these days and i'm running outta things to dl. dled some stuff from the garden state OST which was not bad. but honestly, alternative/electronic stuff most certainly is not my thang. it can succeed in enveloping you in a state of tranquility, but tht genre can seriously trap you in darker and depressed moods tht you really wld rather not be in. an overdose can be lethal, or so i think.
manymany boys enlisting today. every year NS robs us of our men. thankfully, i get to keep bomster fer another 2 yrs or so :D grace, on the other hand is not so fortunate. ray (peanut breath) will be gone from today - meaning i shld be expecting an overwhelming increase in phone calls and visits from this bitch who wld otherwise ignore me completely when her boyfriend's arnd. oh well, dont think theres much fer 18 yr old males to worry abt these days. army sounds incredibly slack, if not fun and exciting. the only drawback wld probably just be the fact tht their weekdays have been ruthlessly robbed from them and rships will have to be kept on hold unless theyre strong enough to withstand the trials and tribulations of "long-distance" amour.
anyways, time fer lunch. BYEBYE fer now.
the masochist gnarled at 1/07/2005 10:19:00 AM
Free report for: Marissa - Artisan
Artisans are the temperament with a natural ability to excel in any of the arts, not only the fine arts such as painting and sculpting, or the performing arts such as music, theater, and dance, but also the athletic, military, political, mechanical, and industrial arts, as well as the "art of the deal" in business.
Artisans are most at home in the real world of solid objects that can be made and manipulated, and of real-life events that can be experienced in the here and now. Artisans have exceptionally keen senses, and love working with their hands. They seem right at home with tools, instruments, and vehicles of all kinds, and their actions are usually aimed at getting them where they want to go, and as quickly as possible. Thus Artisans will strike off boldly down roads that others might consider risky or impossible, doing whatever it takes, rules or no rules, to accomplish their goals. This devil-may-care attitude also gives the Artisans a winning way with people, and they are often irresistibly charming with family, friends, and co-workers.
Artisans want to be where the action is; they seek out adventure and show a constant hunger for pleasure and stimulation. They believe that variety is the spice of life, and that doing things that aren't fun or exciting is a waste of time. Artisans are impulsive, adaptable, competitive, and believe the next throw of the dice will be the lucky one. They can also be generous to a fault, always ready to share with their friends from the bounty of life. Above all, Artisans need to be free to do what they wish, when they wish. They resist being tied or bound or confined or obligated; they would rather not wait, or save, or store, or live for tomorrow. In the Artisan view, today must be enjoyed, for tomorrow never comes.
Artisans make up between 15 to 20 percent of the population, which is good, because they create much of the beauty, grace, fun, and excitement the rest of us enjoy in life.
http://www.advisorteam.com/temperament_sorter/register.asp" << click HERE
the masochist gnarled at 1/07/2005 09:34:00 AM
Thursday, January 06, 2005
i dont noe man. what say you ?
the masochist gnarled at 1/06/2005 03:36:00 PM
1.TWO NAMES YOU GO BY:
- mar
- bomster (much less preferred)
2. TWO THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
- procrastinate too much
- wishy washy
3. TWO THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND:
- the human psyche
- trigo
4. TWO THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
- disease
- the unknown
5. TWO THINGS U NEED EVERYDAY:
- food (i think i can survive on this alone)
- moneymoneymoney
6.TWO OF YOUR FAVORITE BRANDS:
- A/X
- guess ?
7. TWO OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS @ THE MOMENT:
- zero 7 - in the waiting line
- coheed and cambria - devil in jersey city
8. TWO PEOPLE YOU SPEND THE MOST TIME WITH :
- bomm
- does my mother count
9. TWO THINGS YOU CAN'T DO:
- get my groove on while simultaneously oozing sex appeal
- hold my liquor like a pro
10. TWO OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
- expanding my songlist
- running ?? i suppose.
11. TWO THINGS YOU WANT REALLY BAD RIGHT NOW:
- a back massage
- killer stilettos
12. TWO CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
- psychiatrist (more like i NEED one)
- health adviser hahaha
13. TWO PLACES YOU WOULD GO ON VACATION:
- HONGKONG MAYBE ?!
- hawaii
14. THREE MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE?
- bomm
- mom
- bitches (counted as one la rite)
15. TWO MEMORABLE MEMORIES THAT YOU CAN'T FORGET
- most of year 2003, esp the last bit (eg x'mas + new year '03)
- life in shanghai
the masochist gnarled at 1/06/2005 02:35:00 PM
my mother is a lunatic.
i swear, the woman is bent on sabotaging me.
she just came to visit me at work !
i hate surprises.
*imagine if i'd lied to her tht i was going to work hahaha
now tht wld've caused an entertaining commotion at home.
oh well, lunch time.
the moonstruck woman's waiting fer me downstairs. pfft.
the masochist gnarled at 1/06/2005 11:33:00 AM
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
where the fuck are my links. grrrr.
the masochist gnarled at 1/05/2005 04:40:00 PM
the endless droning of the vacuum cleaner is giving me a splitting headache. once again, everyone's out fer their lunch break, leaving me here to my own devices. all i have fer company is sharon the cleaning lady and gossip-mongers in the pantry. was slightly amused this morning when a sales/marketing person from meritus mandarin popped by to see someone at my office. wif zero knowledge of my identity, he asked fer my name and even gave me a name card. now thts what i like abt not working fer my dad. complete anonymity.
judging from past entries, my miserable and pathetic life seems to have undergone a dandy turnabout in just a matter of months (less than 2 actually). in sucha short span of time, i've transformed from a jaded/cynical/embittered cyber predator to a cheerful/fully employed/optimistic cyber junkie in the disguise of yer typical young/clueless/naive receptionist. okayy, so maybe you'd still find a coupla links btw the 2 descriptions, but things've changed a great deal, and for the better. my so-called baby steps toward making a difference.
am becoming a goddamn emotional twit if you ask me.
learning to be content really isnt as difficult as i thot it wld be. i no longer think its abt being blessed wif the perfect life where you've got everythg going fer you, cos tht wld just be fuckin boring. i figured, its more abt getting the fucking A levels outta the goddamn way so pple cld actually HAVE a life and get on wif it. i mean, if you've got the A's sittin its fat ass on every aspect of yer life and dominating her daily agenda, where do you find time to do or think abt anythg else ? perhaps such problems are faced only by pple wif problems in dealing wif time management (me), or psycho maniacs who havent got half a brain to deal wif anythg fer tht matter (hmm someone else). wifout being bogged down exams, theres just so much more time on yer hands which you may utilise to fulfil yer own desires.
am moderately excited abt my driving lesson tonite. took a test drive last nite (legally ! i swear ! :D) and i'm still kinda nervous. well thts probably cos i'm taking manual lessons and its an auto car tht i drove last nite. but anyways, i realise tht my process of getting a licence is going wayyyyy too slowly. numerous cancellations and delays in booking practical lessons pose as effective obstacles - duh. am a gazillion times more excited bout kickboxing classes tmr nite actually. a lil dejected tht champion's got work and will be missin out on some kickass fun, but thankfully, ive got the company of my dear mother who's been arnd fer 5 decades and still doesnt think shes too old fer such high impact workouts (hahaha :)) if anyone's interested in joining me, just lemme noe yeah. [[kickboxing]] the rates are $80/4 sessions, venue : mandarin hotel fitness centre, instructor : jason. the days arent fixed but beginners' classes are twice a week and if you wish to pay per session instead of 80 bucks at a go, its $22/session.
i'm bushed.
looking forward to watching ocean's twelve wif bomm tonite <3
fall out boy - the pros and cons of breathing
the masochist gnarled at 1/05/2005 01:07:00 PM
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
cant help but feel tht something's missing.
anonymous taggers and their incessant whining are becoming THE plague of the century. not like we dont have enough spam on our hands in this IT-driven world. speaking of pesky behaviour, but on a separate note altogether, zonghuan and his sporadic sms sprees and "outta the blue" phone calls finally got the best of me last nite. unleashed the demon within on poor 'ol terence/zh who continues to gimme the chills despite the lack of aggression/rage on his part. theres just something abt him tht gives me the signal tht i shld not tamper wif his calm & compassionate facade lest i wanna become chopped liver when he finally snaps. according to bomster, its guys like these who are lucky enough to possess the potential of becoming future rapists. oh well, we all strive to achieve some form of success in our lives after all. cruel and cold-blooded as this may sound, i constantly feel thankful tht i am who i am, instead of someone like terence. hmmm, okayy if tht doesnt sound mean, it actually sounds kinda funny.
everyone here thinks i'm deeply engrossed in my work cos they're always seein me typing non-stop. little do they noe tht its just blog entry after blog entry. theyre payin me to blog ... awesome. fer 7 months :)
from what i can remember, new yr's eve has always been a dull and mundane affair fer me. its either partypartyparty at some funked out club filled wif peculiar creatures (no prizes fer correct guesses), or sitting in the mahjong room doing countdowns to the television wif god knows who. its quite pitiful really. at least in '04, bomm and i spent a coupla hours gambling and left wif a sufficient loot :D no new year's resolutions this time, cos fer once, i cant think of anythg i'd like to change. have learnt to embrace my bad habits actually haha as awful as tht sounds. as fer other things, i think i've taken on enough new challenges fer the year. perhaps i shld put down "get driving licence by feb" as one of my new yr's resolutions. i can foresee a crazycrazy eventful 7 months before i finally get into uni, whichever one it may be. at least i can be thankful tht this job is not sucking the life outta me since it requires minimum energy/brainwork. i shld be worried actually tht i might turn into a vegetable when i finally quit. okayy well one more plus point - i dont hafta walk my dogs on weekdays anymore. think i might just miss it ... its considered pretty good exercise now tht i've stopped running altogether, the lazy piece of lard tht i am. it used to make me happy, but life wifout it leaves me far from depressed so i think i shld just be glad wif tht.
is this a long entry or is this a long entry. been blogsurfing fer the past 2 days at work (which wld make approximately 17hrs, give & tk), i've come to realise tht my blog's filled wif verbal junk while everyone else's is either abt their fantastic/interesting/oh-so-exciting lives or are literary masterpieces wif which i wld be ashamed to compare my own. its amusing tho, when you think abt how much time some actually put into fancifying their entries (if tht word doesnt already exist, then yes i am just bullshitting my way thru this).
i've finally figured out what was missing. its some goddamn muzak. dang left my mp3 player at home.
disregard everything and nothing.
oasis - stand by me
the masochist gnarled at 1/04/2005 01:00:00 PM
bbq at downtown east tonight organized by vern and her sex slave .
am excited at the thot of food, tho bbqs arent really my thang - they gimme tummy upsets.
still toying wif the idea of going down, its a lil fuckin farrrr (sorry, i know i confirmed already).
this job gives me ample time to think bout just abt everything, i may as well bring my final theory book and SATs book here to cram since both tests are approachin - 22nd & 24th of jan.
hmmm pple're going down fer smoke breaks like every 10 mins ... looks like i'm not the only one wif loadsa free time.
snore.
its an hour and 5 mins to my break.
this seat bodes well fer my bowels ... or so it seems.
the masochist gnarled at 1/04/2005 10:15:00 AM
Monday, January 03, 2005
here i am again, an hour and a half away from the time i get off work.
been smsing my mom, so you can imagine how friggin bored i am.
am so tempted to tk my muesli bar outta the drawer and devour it.
strange strange employees theyve got here.
thankfully, strange but nice ones.
we are SO fuckin near sentosa ... thank god the weather's too shitty fer any tanning.
i miss my lava lamp .
and driving lessons .
its been approximately 4 days since i went fer one.
pfft.
am still not quite used to the fact tht we're 3 days into '05 already.
the thought of turning 19 in a month and a half does not thrill me the least bit.
watched the Roses video (outkast) yesterday when grace, gil and maddie were over and was highly amused. they are, by far, one of the most amazing bands ever. one of my top favourites, for tht matter. oh well, we cant all be blessed wif such talent.
i'm so bored.
perhaps i shall pay a visit to the pantry.
the masochist gnarled at 1/03/2005 03:58:00 PM
at work and bored outta my skull. my office is at keppel bay tower which is super near sentosa so if anyone wants to meet me fer dinner, i get off at 5.30pm mon-fri !
as you might have already deduced, this is a desperate plea fer company.
oh my lunch break is from 1145am-12.30pm so yeah, the plea extends this far fer those of you especially bored and exceptionally free =)
45 min lunch break ... pathetic i know.
loadsa food available nearby so i suppose tht does make up fer it.
you can sms me.
or call my work place, since i'm in charge of all calls tht come here hehehe.
okayy i'm outta here.
time to act busy.
btw, the pantry's loaded wif LOADSA yummy biscuits/cookies/chocs.
yay fer me :D
the masochist gnarled at 1/03/2005 01:31:00 PM