Saturday, January 27, 2007

Okay, long post coming right up. To compensate for the lack of posts since the 21st, I will blog long long tonight.

I am still kind of unsure as to how to go about life as a single. It's weird I tell you. Of course, you see me all happy and going gaga over hot guys and whatnot, but what you don't see is a slightly lost and rather, um, cautious (?) person. I try my best to not feel that way, but it just kind of creeps up on me.

I went over to Shikin's on Thursday. Was supposed to meet her at Toa Payoh at noon to get my white tee for work, then go to school to watch some soccer match and meet up with the guys, but yes, our dear Shikin had to wake up at 11.15 whereupon she discovers she is locked in her house! Why? Because her mother went out to Geylang!

So, I ended up going over to her place and gorging on onion rings, nuggets and fries. Sigh. By then, she managed to find her housekeys which fell behind the oven.

Then, we went out at around 3 plus, grabbed a cab and sped off to the McDonald's at AMK, the one in the middle of nowhere with a drive-thru and indoor playground or whatever. I still think that place is weird. And it's freaking scary at night.

Anyway, we met Nadia and Hazimah there. I haven't met those two in a bloody long time. They asked me to help design their class tee. So, for the first time in my life, I was faced with an artistic predicament.

Drawing gingerbread men. And women.

These things, no matter how cute, are bloody difficult to draw. They either end up looking like pocong, or toyol. Or Casper the friendly ghost.

Well, mine anyway.

Tried to fit 24 of those things on 4-8 in block letters but only managed 20. The other four are in hiding. Or got eaten. Lol

I decided to indulge myself with an oreo cheesecake. And got sick, and started farting. HAHA. Sorry. Too much info. Anyhoo, we had crazy fun with Shikin's handphone, (the Cybershot one, lucky her) because it can distort your face like mad. It can squish up your face, make you look like an alien, make you look monstrous basically. So we were laughing hysterically at the disgusting pictures and everyone looked at us like we were insane.

Then I discovered Sharudin works there. Hahahahaha. At the McCafe, so I don't get to see him in the dorky uniform. That's too bad.

The next day, I had to go over to my ex tuition teacher's house because she wanted to see my pelamin designs. Yeah, of all things to ask me to design, she asked me to design pelamin. I mean, talk about randomosity.

And our dear Kak Yani didn't tell me she was going to give me a hugeass load of nasi briyani to bring home!!! She lives in Hougang. I live in Marsiling. Hougang to Marsiling with BIG BIG bag of briyani = NOT GOOD. For my bag and my shoulder. And I wouldn't want to carry a big white plastic bag just like that right, so tak glam. So i stuffed it in my tote, which surprisingly didn't smell of briyani afterwards.

Today was my first day at work. And it didn't start right. At all. Imagine this.

You're all ready to set out for work, in your brand new white tee and new set of paste-on nails, and you're feeling cute and perky. Suddenly, you look out of the window, and it starts to rain. Heavily. You look at the time. 1.15. what time were you supposed to report? Right, 2pm. At Bugis. And where were you? Still at home.

You think, I'd better get going now, if not I'll be damn late. So you grab your umbrella, and you walk into the rain. Suddenly, you realise your nails are slowly falling off. As you desperately try to stick them back on, a HUGE gust of wind blows your umbrella upside down, sending a spray of water right in your face and smudges your mascara.

Then you step into a puddle deep enough to hold an ecosystem and your shoes get wet. As the design is hand-drawn, they get smudged too, just like your mascara.

And you still have dozens of puddles to step into until you reach Marsiling MRT station. By now, three of your nails have gone missing, your hair is in a mess and half your tee's wet. Your feet are cold and feel like they're in a flooded sampan made of slimy canvas.

Do you blame me for screaming, " ARGHHHHHHH!!! MOTHER!!! " in the middle of the road? And again when I finally reached Marsiling MRT? And again when I reached Bugis 15 minutes late, only to find the place swarming with people and I have to grab an apron and giddily go around talking to customers and answering questions to which the answers I know nothing about???

Anyway, the rest of the day was fun. I gradually settled in and got mroe comfortable talking to customers (even though some of them rudely ignored my Hi can I help you?).. It helped that The Married One was around. Damn he is hot lah I cannot stand it.

Ahem anyway. Thanks to Syafs and Linny and Sarah and Han for dropping by! Woot!

Yes, the pink apron looks like something out of The Stepford Wives. It's kind of cute, in a way. I should try different looks with it hahaha. I mean, since we get free reign for whatever we wear, excluding the plain white tee. Might as well right.

Went crazy in Diva. They were having a mad sale. 2.50 for a necklace?? What the hell. Tmorrow I'm buying more. Hahah and my pay isn't even here yet. Tsk. Must. Curb. Spending.

Knocked off work at 6 something, met up with Sarah and Han, chatted with them for awhile, then went off to meet Syafs and Adlin at Novena. I was damn lost, and these three mats in GilaMovie were staring at me funny because I was going around in circles trying to follow Syafs' directions (and failing to do so) and finally found Syafs and met Lysa and Khairul there too. Wow. That was a long sentence.

HAd some ayam panggang thing at Fork and Spoon and chilled out in Syafs' family car. Talked about loadsa stuff. Like O-level results. Gahh.

Okay. Is that long enough? Yes. I think so. Okay. Goodnight!

Oh, and drop by Shugar if you're free. It's at Parco Bugis Junction, level 3. Take the escalator outside Body Shop. Yeap. Ta!

@ 7:00 AM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


THERE YOU GO.

{♥} shikin
{♥} atiqah
{♥} sarah
{♥} syafs
{♥} azura
{♥} ilyana
{♥} nurul
{♥} syaf
{♥} jocelyn
{♥} laila
{♥} aiman
{♥} SBOFpirates!
{♥} friend
{♥} friend

designer : kathleen
image : jde

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