If you think back to your childhood, can you recall being asked, "Who's your best friend?" As a young girl, I can remember the security that I gained from having a best friend to share my life with. I felt safer if I had someone in my life who I knew was on my side and would defend me as I ventured through my little life. To me, she is a hero, a best friend who could fill my needs, understand who I was, support me, love me unconditionally and stay with me forever. Will you be surprise if half the teen on the street have bitter school days, mean bullies and not so cool friends that filled their childhood memories?
My friends from school has always been female. By this time, I learned, through some disappointments, the hurt that can come from being betrayed by other girls. Because of this, my young mind determined that my best friend must really be my boyfriend and hopefully in the years that will follow, I can still live into this belief, that I have a husband I call, my best friend for life.
In between, I found 2 very close and lovely female best friends..they judge oh they do, ultimately these friendships have met the testing times and gone through periods of speculation. And this is the kind of friendship I am proud of. Friends judge, not because they are jealous of who I am , what I have, or what I have become, but because they are interested to what is best for me, they tell the truth sometimes and though it hurt, they do those things to carry me further, beyond all the bad, because they constantly try to do what is best, and you know what, the best thing about my girly best friends..they accept me as who I am.
Even though friends do change, due to whatever reasons out there, they eventually become different to the one we were once so familiar with. Although we have distance, but one thing I always strive to remember, is that by cherishing nostalgic moments, I will always have a part of the frienship which I can preserve, look back and smile upon...
rained again today. I am a frozen goddess. I kid you not. the office is like minus 10000 degree, grossly unbearable. GM is plotting to murder. everyday in his relac lil corner, you can see him blabbering gibberish in god knows what kind of french language in his cell phone. the slur-er the better, so we will not hear of his hedious demonic plan to slaughter us all..verdrry clever, but evil.
It was so bloardy embarrassing when after I LS-ed (lao sai-ed) today at the office, boss wants me in press room. MEETing. Still recovering from the lost of shit, dammit my precious shit, so bloardy hard to get it out. I fumbled like a retard, always make me heart attack this boss. SO serious like that, she shut the door and than present me with the golden handshake. alamak, I mean golden letter la. I was beaming from inside to the outside, I think I shone like the most disgusting star you have ever seen. eh mind you, I worked very hard for it ok. I was screaming my guts out inside, verdrry exciting. I should have more of such news throwing at my face eveyr other day.
I mass sms-ed people, the only one who came back with 'you buy dinner la' is Ms Sherrie Ooi super hot friend of mine. (for sherrie: I changed that) We r stunningly cockgeous since we have been missing kickboxing, people gorgeous we cockgeous, fair la, still have 'geous'..you shuttub, we still kickass. on camera, its all about the correct angles darhlings, if anyone ask you, you learn from the best!
Jennette is from work, she is mighty lovely. I almost passed out laughing at her jokes. and I like her, maybe I should kidnap her, shrink her and put her in my polly pocket. alex is already inside. they can meet. I tend to have this sick fantasy of doing that to people I like. on this sick note, I also miss holland v yoghurt frolicky ice cream with oreo altho I just had it last night, told you I am sick. that too I want to shrink..so I can make my very own at any time of the day. basket, I have cravings now.
This is me feeling like out of the world. Today is awesome fantastic awesome awesome fantastic!!!!! you go lions! rar rar rar
this is the first in probably the longest time since I wrote something, hmm.. for myself. Inside a big part of me felt that Jesus never left me even after all this while..
we rode into town the other day just me and my daddy he said I'd finally reached the age and i could ride next to him on a horse that of coz was not quite as wide we heard a crowd of people shouting and so we stopped to find out why and there was that man that my dad said he loved but today there was fear in his eyes
so I said why are they screaming? why are the faces of some of them beaming? why is he dressed in that bright purple robe
ii'll bet that crown hurts him more than he shows daddy, please cant you do something? he looks as though he's gonna cry
you said he was stornger than all of those guys daddy please tell me why?
why does everyone want him to die..
later that day the sky grew cloudy and daddy said i should go inside somehow he know things would get stormy boy was he right
but i could not keep from wondering if there was something he had to hide
so after he left i had to find out i was not afraid of getting lost
so i followed the crowds to a hill where i knew men had been killed
and i heard a voice come from the cross:
father why are they screaming? why are the faces of some of them beaming?
why are they casting their lots for my clothes this crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows
father please cant you do something? i know that you must hear my cry's
i thought i could handle a cross of this size father remind me why?
why does everyone want me to die? when will i understand why?
my precious son i hear them screaming im watching the face of the enemy beaming but soon i will clothe you in robes of my own Jesus this hurts me much more than you know
but this dark hour i must do nothing thou ive heard your unbearable cries
the power in your blood destroys all of the lies soon you will see past their unmerciful eyes
look there below see the child trembling by her father's side now i can tell you why
Its been fricking frocking awesome here. Truthfully, it has been wonderful and if wonderful is not enough to explain everything then the next line should sum it up pretty neatly for ya. Its been really comforting to know that I have been treated as one of them, you know what I mean, part of the family. I believe that is among one of the most influential factor that can totally affect your work ,behaviour and attitude. you can disagree.
Oh nut, did I ever got around to mention that I am still stuck in school, apparently our overseas blonde chipmunks think that I am not qualified enough to be graded decently for that horrendous finance module. So I am back to school next sem, thank God I get to graduate in time, along with the rest of the insane-students-who-made-it-pass-finance. freaks! Im kidding not. Those who passed are freaks. Period.
Dids you know, did you know...
I fell sick last Sunday. Seriously, who would have thought it would have gotten that serious. any-old-cow, I was supposed to work at BC, and while Alex and I did a quick run to grab lunch, I was still feeling as fit as a fiddle. Soon after the 2nd chugg, I felt dizzy, we rushed me to the restroom and that was when the bloodbath began. I was caught in so much pain I wanted to soo die on the spot. I was bleeding and shitting the whole way through till my knees gave that spastic high-speed wobble noise that resembles my cell phone vibrating on the table when Alex calls. It was PAINFUL and I was rolling all over the cubicle, feeling like a slumpy boneless wretch. After one torturous hour, I managed to stand myself as upright as possible, slightly slouched and walked right out of that stinky cubicle, one hand holding on to my tummy as if giving birth. Halfway back to the shop, the thing I dreaded most happened, it was so terrifying as the disgusting scene took place right before me and it was so errrkk Eeeuuu, Alex was comforting me by describing my puke being remarkably alike to ‘vegetable soup’. Wad the weed, it was so ugly, I wanted to dig a hole and hide myself inside. Seriously, it was a blessing that Alex and Serene were around, Derek joined us after. I would have died if no one had fetched me the painkillers I always took and bought me fluid to purge all my toxin right out my lethargic mass. oh God, Thank you so much. You heard me when I was locked inside that tiny space, rolling all over the floor in great agony. You never once fail to love.
man, I had a dramatic week and don't we agree that life still goes on. And trust me when I say, I am gonna do whatever it takes to get myself repeat that gruesome course, scoring it and throwing that bloody paper into their ought-to-be-slapped faces, whoever that damn marker it shall be.
I have nothing else to say except,
CHRISTMAS IS COMING..sweet. I always adore christmas.don't you too?
addicthief dressed as the Lord of CherryTown. agneselle dressed as Satan. buttercrayons dressed as Ichabod Crane, the schoolmaster from Sleepy Hollow. butthead_ling dressed as Herbert Hoover. carolsheaven dressed as a zombie. char_invalid dressed as Natalie Portman. crymeajustin dressed as Barbra Streisand. diamanteskies dressed as a very fake witch-doctor complete with a collection of shrunken skulls. elysesewell dressed as a disturbing self-made character called "Buttercup Liverjuice". fayfey dressed as Trent Reznor. flirtydolly forgot to put on clothes! frilly_frocks dressed as Rush Limbaugh's grandmother, though it looked more like the spirit of their dead grandmother Nettie. frondosa dressed as a new member of the Wu-Tang Clan, Beloved Enchanter. girlfromkatong dressed as a bottle of Ciclowoolella. homecomingfaire didn't even show up and doesn't get any candy. iamcher dressed as Mace Windu. iheart_shopping dressed as Elizabeth Regina on steroids and roller skates. ilovelrh didn't even show up and doesn't get any candy. ilovewonkabars dressed as a walking Guillotine. indiesin dressed as Optimus Prime, and it suited them all too well. jitandjessica gets drunk, strips naked, and somehow emerges dressed as a wild neighbor. kezzywezzy dressed as a valley, though it looked more like John F. Kennedy. linnyberry dressed as a wife. littleredheels dressed as Adriana Lima riding a moose. makeoutpretty dressed as Nosferatu the Supreme Vampire. miss_junkys forgot to put on clothes! multichromatic dressed as a elephant, and it suited them all too well. myspringfling dressed as Captain Kirk from "Star Trek". pheealnluot dressed as something crispy, but what, specifically, you can't tell, and it suited them disturbingly well. pirateparade dressed as the love child of Bill Gates and Susan Lucci. royalsecret dressed as the resurrected dead -- complete with the most convincing coffin. sher2ie dressed as your sister, though it looked more like a character from "The Incredibles". sivorskizz dressed as a Levi Emrich Manufacturing, Inc. employee, though it looked more like Sigfried in need of testosterone. sputnikmuffin dressed as a Level 13 sorcerer. staciekatrina dressed as a diplomat from Saint Lucia. sugarsociety dressed as a can of Pepsi. theladieshouse dressed as a goblin. tracyeinny dressed as Mary Queen of Scots ... without her head. Most convincing. weekoh dressed as Dick Cheney.
I woke up so friggin late and I was suppose to meet alex for lunch at 2 in town.... kjl;nbjkklmn
its all his fault, supper at 3 this blrady morning..I got home at 5am la, basket... we debated about.. history, justifying for the politicians in the world...and all these started out with the spill of world war 2. ..oh btw, that insane mr tanny's fav subject in school, which was like a decade ago...was HISTORY...wad a joker..somebody hand over the trophy.
We threaded on osama, george bush, the types of government in the world, Germany's most disgusting dictator of the world -hitler, the japanese's intentions, 911, iraq at war, iran to be next, fight fight fight, UN, communist countries, democrats and it went on to the war between the germans and the brits, pearl harbour in hawaii by the japs, atomic bomb in Japan, another gross land-eating whore-JAPAN!!! the americans and russia ally, the brits finally winning the war, yeah yeah yeah, hitler never found, supposedly shot himself, we figured he had too much pride left inside him to stay alive, he will never succumb to be defeated. bloody basket mcnugget, WW2 over, iraq, oil, 911, bombings, UN agreed, americans took over iraq, rebels rebels rebels, osama, ...and boring.
I am sick of listing them. bcoz I am hungry again and I need to study!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
slept at unearthy hour like 10am this freaking morning and idiotic mr tanny woke me up at 3pm!!! thats like only 5 precious damn hours can!! I AM DEPRIVED of sleep. I turn ugly when I do not get enough sleep. very ugly. you have been warned.
SO apparently I have a job interview at this interactive media agency. it was so bloody hard to find that place. I was in the cab conquering both lanes of river valley rd and racing with shitass time all at the same time (as if time in itself is not moving so damn fast already, I haven officially started my stupid shmelly exam-mugging regime yet.. PROCRASTINATE x infinity) , I was like 15 mins late and shitastic I still AM LOST!
smart alex(c)k told me to call up the mysterious agency and check with them where the hell they were located.
" Hi, is this yolk agency? I was wondering if you can direct me to your office. Which part exactly on river valley?"
"(*mumbles)weecist"
"huh? widdle? middle?"
"I mean who is this?"(say properly la, weecist weecist! who the chicken mcnugget knows whats weecist?)
"oh who am I? I am actually scheduled for an interview."
"I see, its around mhmd sultan rd, near the seven-eleven, if you see a bunch of black and white bldgs, thats where we are located. try turning into oxley rd."
"okay. thanks. bye."
idiot.I suffered like the worse panic-attack, late late oh my frigging gosh please don't condemn me you future potential employers. I was lookingso hard I thought my eyes was going to bleed..and finally.. bldg no. 326 stared at me with the most disgusting smirk I have ever seen in my entire life, as if it has been looking at me combing the streets like a complete dumbasstic idiot. I swear I saw an argly face on that gross-to-the-max bldg. kick you and stab you to death..er building.
so anyway, got there late abit. apologise x 10000000 (guilty la, so sincere abit can) and then the bloody slap-me-in-the-face blow came.
"are you kimberly?"
"no, I was suppose to meet darryl." (so they thought I was a kimberly who was scheduled to come for an interview? -who the hell calls their daughter kimberly, you think you some kind of power ranger?)
"er sorry miss you are..'rachel' oh nice to meet you, hmm darryl is on mc today."
wth!!!!!! I am drenched, paid almost 20 bucks for my stupid cab fare and now Mr Darryl suddenly forgot that he has an appointment with me..HE COULD AT LEAST TELL ME HE WAS ON MC TODAY...basket
*murder thoughts hovering*
I calmed down and asked if they needed me to come down another day or if they can get another person to interview me. I think they were scared of my very scary murder-face-that-screamed-BLOODBATH and brought me politely to the interview room where I was interviewed by one editor who has this weird weird slang. Anyway, it went on pretty well. we shall see.
After the interview which lasted like forever, My Mr Tanny came over swiftly with an umbrella (only that I imagined the umbrella as a white horse) and rescued me from that dusty disgusting shop-house. We had chicken rice for er lunch, yes you, at freeggginnn 6pm. its so wrong.
He decided to skip shmelly finance class and catch tuesday movie with me at great world. SO we trotted down in our hot wheels and bought our 6.50 tixs at GV (only if you are a GV member, you get to have ya movie tix at $6.50 on tuesday, how cool is that cucumber????haw haw haw...)
caught lust caution, more like huh what the hell. Decided finally we quite like the unsuspected ending (but I still don't want her to die la. I am THE spoiler, lalala sue me) but hate the part where we had no clue how the love between the traitor and the china girl grew, The entire show turned out to be pretty slow-paced but engaging enough, at least to me. Mr Tanny was bored out of his tears, so he got engaged with annoying me instead. He started playing with my hair, made funny noises and poked my nose. NOT FUNNY at all you thing.
the bestest part of my day, was the yoghurt ice cream that they used to sell at my school. I found them at great world today. so nice, I gobbled down un-glamorously of coz. poor tanny only tried like 1 percent of my priceless 5 seconds-possession. I kid you not, love yoghurt ice cream to death.
try mixng the yoghurt with orea + strawberry + kiwi or orea + raspberry + peach. SO kickass fantastic I tell you..
Everybody's gonna love yoghurt i/c, Gonna love yoghurt i/c, gonna love yoghurt i/c. Everybody's gonna love yoghurt i/c, gonna love yoghurt i/c. Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to, Love love yoghurt i/c, love love yoghurt i/c, love love.
so I am lame,stab me.
before the show started, we shopped alil, checked out my hairdryer and curler at BEST DENKI, and even though I am so damn full I knew I had to fatten the already bombastic fat-ass, fat-face me so I fed me a blraaady delicious corn muffin from KENNY ROGERS, pranced around NOVA in their pumps that were on sales(haw haw), burrowed inside my most favourite THAT CD SHOP and listened away..
Then we were both trying to figure out this new song we kept hearing over the radio for the past week but have completely zero idea who the birdy this singer was. Mr Tanny tried so hard to sing me the tune but I wasn't at all surprise that he was not successful. lol..darling.. we both know singing is not ya forte, haha..verdy evil.
cut the long crap short.. we googled the minute we reached my place and finally! BUBBLY was found!!!
SO here it goes.. to our malibu babe who resembles Sheryl Crow and strums the acoustic guitar like Fiona Apple, you have yourself Colbie Caillat..
dammit it la, so long my incoherently put together post. I know I do this all the time..go on hiatus for blraady long time then come back to vomit all these randomness..
I am graduating real soon and I hate to think that I am about to fall into yet another cross-road situation..Its damn sad even thinking about it. ...Its in my head that I am so not talented and the only best job available that matches me without a doubt, would be a FT bummer..
Apple and I , we are sharing a livejournal..homecomingfaire so pop by when you are free..its nothing big, just some rambles and neat picks of the day.. like neatest game of the day, neatest to-do of the day, neatest food? anyway, we talk about anything under the sun, so you can add us if you want..it would be fun..
TODAY.... I, bummed the whole day (its my gift from God), took a train from buona vista back to pasir ris with Alex (he felt like he was on holiday..hahaa, cute.). we played th ryhmming game.. try it.
SHOES BRAND: "new balance, converse, adidas, nike, puma, vans, Dr. Martens, pazzion, charles & keith, URS, asics, crocs, havaianas, birkies, kenneth cole, quicksilver....hahahaha"
TYPE OF SHOES: "shoes, pumps, sneakers, heels, boots, flats, uggs, clogs, cleats, hahaha, cant think of anymore.."
we played all the way form his house to the station and the entire train ride was spent doing just this..we were really really bored, but we had so so much fun..
how I wish we are as carefree as we were when we were younger, .no sch or work or pressure from the parent, to get stuck in a job fast and start paying for your own shitas.
wake up.project meeting.sleep.shit.wake up.missing alex.cook.work.project meeting.shit.sleep.sleep.sleep.sleep!!!
I found time to pop by bangkok for a visit, I shopped quite a fair bit but there wasn't enough time. We ate and crap alot. Its nice to finally meet Alex's friends from states, they are a dorky bunch...
For those who knows whats going on in the house, my mum is recovering fast and thanks for asking...
These are the photos we took at the performance, Apple was checking the sound system that day so that was why she wasn't in any of these pictures. It was so rush that day, after the performance, Apple and Eugene hurried off to attend a wedding dinner while Alex and I tried to get home in time to cook for my mum, QiQi had to meet her friend and Ann needed some quality time with bf, so yeah, we didn't take much photos..
It wasn't that bad, considering we only had a grand total of 2 practices, so yay for us. I know we suck but hey, everyone did their best and becasue we love dancing.. this dance rocks!
I need a job, a real job! any openings? I will be eternally grateful to you..
Ive been so busy for the past 6 months plus and I have been owing myself a serious amount of sleep debt!
how ironic, yet I love to work and keep myself busy.hah My mind is functioning at its optimal every single day, with all kinds of informations zonking in and out like they own the freakin' brain! Most days, I have to think about the hours I have on hand, from a certain time I will be at this place and for the next few hours,be working my ass off I am a hopeless work addict lost in the supersonic pace of life, trapped in the capsule of time.
I wanna let it go, let go of them all..I want to be free, I want to lift that burden, those responsibilities for a second. Take in the world at my own pace and the seconds that pass by. I wanna let go of my tutoring hours (kids are driving me nuts, don't get me started on my damn short fuse these days, let go crappy POS yanlord (I never wanna go back there again) and BC (just for a while). My head has been too heavy these days, I cant sleep like I used to at night, my heart seems to have grown really tight, so tight I could hardly breathe. I am going to die.
I want to have time for GOD (whom I still adore very much), KE KE Ti and my friends. Best if I could have some time for my own.
I don't really wanna worry about the state of my finance health, coz I know that I have been so blessed already. I refuse to worry. God will provide. amen?!
I had dance practise today.. check it, bebot gone wrong...
1. high tea @ tea cosy & the tea party (for some tete-a-tete) 2. visit red dot museum 3. have a petit salut brunch 4. go to morton's @ oriental for tea 5. zouk's flea (I just missed the last one) 6. diy tea party
cotton on is replacing ebase at wisma atria basement right this minute and our beloved darling, H&M is comign to town in just a few months time. Granting ION orchard a truckload full of H&M-deprived fans. aw.I can't wait bitch! neither can you, don't pretend.
today, I was offered to stay on the job. Reverting to a part-timer certainly has its added advantage. First, I get to divert to long-term slack mode with granted permission (you don't know how much that means, it totally meant that I don't have to suffer the 'why-the-hell-is-she-drawing-more-pay-than-me-when-she-is-comign-in-and-out-as-often-as-she-pleases" look), secondly, I get to take home the same pay. hoorayx100000.. but part of me was stabbing myself inside for accepting this crazy offer, well you see..how the hell was I going to cope with school now?? I hate my life you know...sucha pain in the ass.
on a lighter note, it was shawn's birthday err yesterday (since its already 4 bloody am in the morning and I wonder why the hell am I still awake at such insane hours). Anyway, the sum of us plagued Sushi Tei with our hungry torsos last night and devoured the food with much pleasure. Next came the idea from Alex to chill at Dempsey Hill (its pretty hyped and glammed up now, so go check it out- very much alike our Holland V today). It was the second time for some of us as we trotted to The Wine Company delightfully, at least for me, I was dying to taste the fizzy italy moscato d'Asti once more..and no nothing no wine/champagne can beat that man..
It wasn't long before shawn popped in (along with sher sher)...followed by the cards and couplet tees surprises. That evening we talked about many things, some of which amused the daylight out of me; Sher's maid sneaked out! so scandalous..
heres a toast to our 23 years young shawn,
cheers bitch. from all of us.. ben, sam, rachel Y, sher, alex & me
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