The One with the Cuteness

Okie i’ve had this weird dream where there was this person who keeps rescuing me out of distress and as much as i loved being rescued, i cant help but wonder why this person. This person who refused to be part of my life this person who doesnt get me, this person who broke my heart and is still doin that in ways i cant really explain. I mean come on…. Why this person why…

Is god torturing me? Am i a subject of your ridicule god?  Why? i dun understand… And usually i dun get this over obsessed over interpreting a silly little dream.. But this one i just cant get over.. I dun understand… *waaaa waaaaaa waaaa*

I feel like  kid deprived of chocolate…( But why? why cant i have some chocolaty goodness?)

Anyway i should so be writing my essay now cause they’re due pretty soon but i have nothing, nothing so far… a 20 page blankness filled with nothing… AAAAAAAAHHH im so dead!

 

On other news i went out for lunch today and saw this cutesy little hamster thing and i so fell in love… man i love those little furballs they’re so cute! however hitler(mom) doesnt let me have em so im kinda feeling like a kid cause of that too… for god sakes im 24+++++ i can have pets right?

WRONG, she played the under my house rules card… Guess im screwed until i get a place of my own!

Ok ok i should be doing so much work and so far all i accomplished is writing down thins that im supposed to be doing and nothing else…. well the rest of my day was spent fbing (facebooking) and doodling… Shit i gotta be more productive..

oh crap i hear footsteps, i better pretend im werking… bye

The One with the Yummylicious Ass!

Oh well i meant to blog about this much sooner but i kinda just remembered it yesterday on my way home from my pedicure (yeah just thought i had to mention that since i cant stop staring at my new toes….).

So last saturday was my first lesson on Bodysculpt down at the singapore sports council and lo and behold when i went in there was this god of a guy (i not kid) sitting on some sorta ball in an attempt to tone his ass… well let me tall you he dont need no toning no more cause he was perfect just as he was! Ahhhh glory to the world!

Anyway made a couple of girlie frens and soon enuf the class started pouring in with ladies all the size of a matchstick… and i was like what? what kinda sculpting do they need? cause they were like wafer sticks s it was… i mean hello… thanks thanks for making me feel like a fat fat fatty! geeeezzz

anyway as soon as the class started i was like ok cool, this wasnt as hard thumping as the kick-boxing class i attended and was more like kinda my pace and within that thought everything started going wrong…

I had places i never knew existed hurt like i was paralysed… i felt so completely old and did i mention fat.. yeah…erm…

Ok so now i have this hatred feeling to my toned ass of an instructor who by the way has a name… Nicholas…

So on that sunday, everytime i had to move i cursed him… HAH! that made it easier…. So now i just realised its friday and tmrw i have to go for class number 2! arrrgh okie keep cool and act like all went well…. i just have get thru the miserable 60 mins… ok ok i sure can do it… no wait im positive i can… okie okie… sure can …

The One with all the hatred

It’s been a long weekend, and i’ve visited friends, seen some friends, some boys, some kids, some colleagues and some relatives…..Overall fruitful weekend filled with much needed food fix and of course reminiscence…

I shudder to think imgetting into my next phase of my life pretty soon what with the soon-to-find-new-job, the final countdown of my degree, and of course the awaited growth into a blossoming woman! ahaha i cant wait to get rough and dirty into a world full of office politics, late nights, overtime, screaming and cussing at bosses and much more… Ah… exactly what a naive little girl would say eh…

Anywhoos… its a short week and i do hope it gets over soon cause i usually hate this time of the month near to my birthday.. Im a sadist so its only fair i mourn on my birthday so this year… no cakes and no celebration ok..i want it to be over before i can breathe the number 25 away… Ugh hate birthdays…  i could never understand why you celebrate the day u were brought into this world so innocent and looking back at all those years just reminded you of what kind of person u grew into.. its so sad then when u arrive u’re as pure as heaven and now 25 yrs later with all the evilness sucked into you…. u’re just a person….. u’re part of them: the people…Ugh i hate ppl… i hate you.. and me…. Ah humbug!

The One Where No one Understands

Hurting someone becomes a fine line when you dun get where they’re coming from… sometimes a little understanding is all they need to move on and if there wasnt anything to understand at all then mayb this writer is starting to babble cause the instructions on the yellow pill was said to cause drowsiness and to only take at bedtime which i think is now as drool is beggining to pool and all i see is bright light and wjigtwerg gesghdbhgnbfhnnhgnjmymnj tmjrykui

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Cant live with them, can’t live without them!

I dont get men! Sometimes when u like them, they dun like you back, and they when they like you, they never make a move…..

When they eventually do make a move, its takes forever and then suddenly everything goes too fast and downhill from there….

And futher on from there…. you get depressed cause you think, ‘ hmm mayb i didnt give him a chance’ so u give him another chance and then you get super disappointed again!

And so finally what you’re left with is that when you finally think something its stirring uo in you life, you realise its just a lump of shit…

 

 

PS:I dun understand men! and somehow at the back of my head i know they feel the same way!Arrrgh