HI I'VE MOVED
:D


"Hating people is like burning down your own house to get rid of a rat."
-Henry Emerson Fosdick

okay, tag me if anything! :D

Don’t know where to start
Something ain’t going right
Feel it in my soul cause I’ve tried, oh baby
Tried to keep you satisfied
Please don’t cry
I just think we both need time
I just feel that we aren’t in the same room
But living two worlds apart
And its causing too much pain

Sometimes I wonder if life is playing a trick on me.

Nope, it doesnt carry a negative connotation rly. Just. Confusing. (:

Miss Lee is gonna laugh at me again for my inclination towards boybands.
YOUNG boybands. Urgh. From Jonases, now is NLT. Eh but Backstreet is FOREVER ok! HAHA.

& I DONT USUALLY LIKE WHINY BOYS SINGING EMO SONGS BUT idk lah. Prolly cos Travis bears an uncanny resemblance to my friend! HEH. Maybe i'll grow tired of NLT just like the Jonases & Click Five HEHE.
Okok stop laughing alr lah Xinhui!


Anyway im rly rly sorry for being MIA fer so bleddy long.
Being a cust serv officer @ a florist/hamper aint no easy feat.
):

Especially when you have NO DAY OFF AT ALL.

You know, a customer called today if she could order a wreath to be sent to a wake. I asked her t fax in her order form. (All our order forms can be found in the website or at the back page of the catalogue.) I was damn shocked when she faxed me the ORBITUARY PAGE! Scanned from the newspaper. Oh gosh, you can imagine my reaction.

Its really fulfilling tho, learnt a lot of stuff (: Likeeee, mentally censoring out all the vulgarities coming from the other side of the line frm rly rly uncouth customers.


I found out at home that someone had slipped a stalk of red rose into my bag & I couldnt help but smile cos I found it familiar. I reckon it was stolen from the florist's room.
So cute right!





Too bad im not into sec 4 boys. HEH.

It will just be a matter of time before i permanently abandon this blog for the other one.
I wanted to, but hey blogger, we've come a long waaaay. (: So, prolly i'll stick ard for a little while.


I just finished a terribly narrative account on my trip, so i've no mood to repeat them again, i'll just put up some pictures. IT WAS THE BEST START TO A YEAR THOUGH. Was such a memorable adventure, from tears, to laughters to shivers. (:













& this is the Memorial Board for the victims of the 2002 Bali Bombings. Super super sad i tell you. If you read all the names, you'll realise most of them came as a family. Gosh.


Anywayz. Indonesia has the BEST FOOD in the worrrrrrld. So much to choose from! & this satay, i dont think you can find it anywhere else. GOSH YOU MUST EAT ONE BEFORE YOU DIE. ITS LIKE. THE BESSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTT.

HAPPY 2008 EVRYBODEHHHH.

Gosh, I feel my heart doing a double flip before sinking to its lowest low when I realised 2008 means adult fare.

NO MORE 45 CENTS STUDENTS FARE DAMNIT.


I've nvr been more calculative abt making my trips. I think I should just cycle, srsly.


Ohwells. Leaving for Bali tmr! :D Will be back after ten dayssssss. Take care lovetarts! (:

Okaaaaay, its 2freaking17am & im not asleep, why? Cos i took an afternoon nap sleep. Yes yes, enjoying the conducive, lullaby-ing angin sepoi-sepoi (cool breeze) & all. (Okay, have to up my indon a bit cos it was kinda rusty, i dont wanna sound like some slang-ish angmoh struggling to speak her native tongue when i go back next year).


Anywaaaay, i owed miss leexinhuii a post on my *ahem* traumatising babysitting experience, which was well, traumatising.


& Soooo.


*INHALES*. Ohwells, my two relatives frm overseas (aged 4 and 7) came to stay over at my house two weeks back & I basically morphed into SuperNanny. Trust me, I add a whole new meaning to the word Super cos i babysit 3 kids at one go (including kiddo). Even SuperNanny has the parents to help her manage the children ok! Im not saying that they're hideously hyper-active & horrid, they're gorgeous really, its just that they're... owells, kids.


Ookay, SuperNanny tip #765 : NEVER BRING THEM TO THE MOVIE ESP IF YOU ARE INEXPERIENCED.


Buut, yess, sadly no one told me supernanny tip #765, so i suggested watching enchanted. YEZZZ. I thought it'd be perrrrfect, fairy tales theme & all. It was ALREADY weird on the way up to the 4th lvl, because i am surrounded by three kids and i have one girl to one hand and i could have sworn people are blatantly staring at me. Likeeee so uncomfortable ok! Prolly its cos im like, so small (and short fine fine) etc. Gosh.


Anyhow, we got the perfect seats (centre, back) & we've got popcorn PLUS the girls look like they're going for a camp cos they carried a ransack of their fav drinks (YES, THEY MUST DRINK FRM THE HORRID BARNEY BOTTLED DRINK), and snacks and tonnes of tissue and whathaveyous. Im just scared they wanna pee halfway (or worse! PEED) cos the 4-yr-old is not wearing pampers.


When the show starts, the 7 year-old (Sister A) starts grabbing me and :

Her: Im scared.
Me: Uhhh. Right. Just hold my hand lah.
Her: Why is Singapore's theatre so dark??
Me: HEH???


Ookay. That was only the prelude. I sat in between the two girls, and five minutes into the show, the 4 yr old (Sister B) started whining that she's bored, while A kept asking me so many questions, like, why is the Princess' name Giselle. & im not exactly good at multi-tasking, so it was hard to A) entertain A's questions, B) trying to calm B down so tt she doesnt start complaining, and lets just forget abt C) watching the show. Thank goodness for my little kiddo (who is 8) & DOESNT GIVE ME ANY TROUBLE AT ALL, i love youuuuu sooo muccchhhhhh.


And then, B asked me every other minute when the show will end, while A kept pulling my shirt everytime the wicked stepmother / witch appeared. My top was practically an off-shoulder by the end of the movie. B looked extremely restless and she wanted to sleep to pass the time away, so i let her rest on my lap. It was basically THAT horrid throughout the whole movie, and the movie culminated into its climax at the exact same timing as my babysitting stint. B's EARRINGS GOT STUCK TO MY TOP. So there I was, during the climax of the movie, i.e the witch turning into the dragon scene, panicking as B broke into tears. And its not the sobbing kinda tears, its the BAWLING, SCREAMING kinda tears. Gosh. And as I felt the hole in my top getting bigger as B VIOLENTLY tugged herself away from me, with A pulling my sleeve BECAUSE the dragon (she claimed) was scary, the bitches sitting behind me were being totally unsympathetic to my predicament with their constant SSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH. HEART. ATTACK. I. TELL. YOU. (wait till you all have children, then people will SHHHHH at you.) And then, B's bawlings got louder and it was freaking in the dark so i cant untangle her earrings from my top and after a few futile attempts, i carried her outside the theatre (in a v awkward position cos I do not want to aggravate her pain). In my distress, the earring might have untangle itself from my top cos by the time I reached outside she stopped crying. & insisted I brought her back in. OHMYGOODNESS. Whaaat a daaay.

Soooo, you might have guessed how i feel when the movie finally ended & the feeling when I stepped outside th theatre was undescribable. It was like ... embracing humanity. The awesome thing is that the two girls chattered happily to their mum abt how the movie wazzz, AND B even mentioned her fave parts of the movie AND I WAZZZ LIKEEEE I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO SLEEEEEEP. Oh, at least no complaints abt me lah horrzz.



Ookaaay, sorry bad paragraphing, no qualifying stand, alternate caps, BAD BAD entry i know. But. There you have it. Miss Lee can now laugh as hard as she wants. Ookaaay, enjoy the few days left to 2007 everyone! Maybe i should do a round-up post soon. Heh.

A girl wants Romeo, not Hamlet.

Romeo died.

Yeah, but he died for something exciting.



Hurhur, awwwwwww GossipGirl again! I really cant go cold turkey, not now! But I have t second the quote! Emo, heart-wrenching, my-life-sucks boys are soooooo Hamlet. BLEAGH. LIKE, COME. ON. There MUST be something good in your life righhhht? Like, HOW CAN EVERYTHG BE BLEAK. & the SNAG thing is like sooo overrated man. Its like, a coverup for yr unmanliness. Just have to up the optimism bro, its all you.


Huh. Dont think so much ok friend, i might not be talking abt you.


Then again, the quote can be rather ironic isnt it, cos Romeo isnt exactly emo-free poster boy either. Eeks, okay whatever, I shouldnt be soooo judgemental alr.
Its a free world afterall (oh gosh, the "Its a small world afterall" is playing in my head. Shutup shutupppppp) - free to brood, inclusive.
I think the last time I feel tortured waazzzzzz hmm, A levels. Damn, that stuff is good, it practically emo-fies everyone. Okay, NOT everyone, prolly just those who are not exactly scholar-material. Like, yours truly. *bawls.


Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut. A Levels have now become a collective figment of the past my frienddd, that deserved to be buried six feet underrrr. Let us release our tortured souls as we embraceeee the goodwill, compassion & altruismmmm that makes up this lovely, lovely worrrrrld.


YEAH RIGHT.


Okaaay,
I babbled a lot when Im having cramps.
GAH. Babbling me = contradicting me = temperamental me.

Steady feet don't fail me now,

I'm gonna run till you can't walk

But something pulls my focus out,

and I'm standing down.

I never should have let you let me go.

Awww GossipGirrrrl. Rufus, please dont get together with Lily. I think Lily is better off with Bart, eventhough he's like greying and stuff, but at least he can support her high-maintainance lifestyle, PLUS, in that way, Dan and Serena can stay together, eventhough I think Nate is likeeeee supeeeer goodlooking.


Ookaaay, that was a mouthful.






XOXO,

Gossip Girl.