Wednesday, May 30, 2007


I know I have (and this is not the first time) neglected my blog for AGES and I feel so apologetic towards it. I know right, feeling sorry for a piece of webspace. Wow. Anyhoo, what's going on in my life right now?

I'm back in the working world. Yes, with an apron but this apron is much cooler because it is not pale pink. It is GREEN! Yesssss come to Starbucks One Fullerton because I am now working there. And quite happy to be so, I must say. One, the location speaks for itself. For anyone who's been there, you'll understand what I mean. Two, the people are fun and nice. Most of them anyway. But I am getting sick of dress code lah. Its either white or black polo tee, all the way, and I'm already sick of it!

I'm currently enjoying a three-week break from school. And when I say enjoying, I MEAN enjoying because it means so much to be free from deadlines and never-ending assignments and waking up before sunrise, and then battling traffic jams and THE queue for 168. You know what I mean?

But then again, I can't see my eye candy. Sad. And I miss, um, certain people.

I think three weeks will pass damn fast though, with work and everything. My bar test is coming, it's on the 6th of June, and I am DAMN SCARED. Before that is the 2204 chalet, which i am SO going because I miss all you people, and then I will freak out before the test. I mean, I'm quite confident of the recipes if you ask me to recite them or whatever, but when it comes to actually MAKING the drink, it's a whole different story.

I can't even pour milk properly! I'll either pour the foam into the cup when I'm not supposed to, or I'll spill half the milk in the pitcher all over the bartop, thus making a complete dumbass out of myself. Let's not even start on steaming the milk. I swear, milk is out to get me. So is the banana sauce. Gahh, two things I do not like, but have to be in constant contact with. I can't wait till the banana promo is over, and I can kiss banana sauce goodbye!!!

And then we go to POS. In other words, cash register. I could write a book on the shenanigans involved with myself at the POS, and I tell you it will be the number one best-selling funny book ever. You want more details? Come find me, and I will even act them out for you. See I'm so nice. Same for The Blended Beverages station. That one, haiyo.

My favourite position? Food! Easy-peasy. Just take out the food, heat it up and serve. No stress, no milk, no banana sauce. It's almost like doing yoga. Almost.

Also did I mention that I got lost on my way to work on the second day of work? Yes, slap me. I got lost at Raffles Place, had to ask the security guard where the hell One Fullerton was, then got lost again because I could SEE One Fullerton, but I had no idea how to get to it because there was this big road and divider between me and the godforsaken place. Enter the Fullerton Hotel underpass, which is awe-inducing for the first time, because it's so dark and posh hahaha and it was just the underpass, not even the hotel yet!! Sheesh I'm such a sua ku.

So yeah, that's work.

Met up with Syafs the other day. I missed her la. Spent the early afternoon at Starbucks One Fullerton, made myself broke at Marina Square (I bought my first ever pair of skinny jeans! *delirium*) and then spent the evening at Starbucks Central at Clarke Quay (they're brewing Verona!). Shit now I'm craving for Warm Chocolate Cake. And my Java Chip Frappucino. SHIIIIIT. And potato salad!! SHIIIIIIIIIIIT.

I am currently in love with Mr Adam Levine. Don't argue with me and say he's too gay because of the way he sounds, I DONT GIVE A SHIT OKAY. HE'S HOT AND I LOVE HIM. I wrote on my apron, 'Mrs Adam Levine'. LOL I know right. Ahhhhhhh. He's so hot.

Oh oh, I fell sick last week, for like five days. I just veggied out on bed because I was really goddamn sick. Since after the store meeting last Monday till now, I still haven't really gained my appetite back. I mean, I crave for sweet things, then when I actually eat, I feel like puking my guts out. Everything tastes wrong as soon as they slide down my throat. Like, the after taste sucks real bad. And I don't know why. And no, I didn't go see the doctor. Because why? Because I was lazy duh. And I couldn't get out of bed. Hurhur.

And the worst part is, for all that NOT eating, I didn't lose any weight! Not even a single kilo! Saddening!!!

Okay enough griping. I'm hungry. Haha. Ta!

@ 1:02 AM

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

I just got a new PC at home, but I can't go online from there because of God knows what, so I'm stuck in my brothers' room doing my Barbie research. My parents conveniently dumped the old computer (the one that is a menopausal old bitch and keeps dying) here, so here I am.

And the screen keeps flipping out on me, scary bodoh!

Anyway. I like school, except for the fact that I start at 9 and end at 3 everyday, with no breaks in between (6 hours without food like what the hell) and the project deadlines are hectic beyond belief! In fact, I'm doing research for my first project already, and it's due next Friday.

I'm supposed to find a design icon/s, do research on it, make a collage and write up a few essays totalling up to 2500 words on the design icon I've chosen. Oh, and a 5 minute oral presentation as well.

I've chosen Barbie! For a reason unbeknownst to myself as Barbie is so not me. I only had one Barbie doll in my lifetime, and I abused her. Yes, shame on me. I coloured her hair green, drew eyeliner on her, and finished up her magic glitter. Mine was this fairy Barbie, with a skirt that opened up and sprinkled glitter dust everywhere, much to my mum's chagrin.

Then I gave her away to my little cousin, and I've never had the desire to purchase another one, ever.

Anyway, Barbie is a fantastic design icon, I find her quite fascinating actually. I bet you don't know her full name or her birthday. HAH.

I realise I haven't blogged about orientation. BUT there were so many things that went on, I have no idea where to start (or to end), so I won't bother with the details. Design had a four day two night camp, and it was good, because everybody got to see me without makeup, in the morning some more, so now I have nothing to hide.

I experienced the scariest nightwalk EVER ( I swear, my heart was in my mouth during the whole goddamn walk), discovered a whole new level as to how durable my voice is despite cheering non stop for four days, discovered a new way to look at the chicken dance (I tell you, it can be seriously violent) and basically met some of the most interesting (in all aspects of the word) people in my life. Not to mention, some of the hottest too. Haha.

It's great meeting people who are on the same lunatic wavelength as me, the energy is infectious. Jiwa ah.

Then there was grinding at JamnHop, and I ended up being drenched in sweat (mine and possibly others) from the waist up. Beautiful. These are the kind of nights I live for. Okay maybe not haha!

Then there was Final Clash and the regatta, which was cool shit because of the female wakeboarder who performed, and it was my first time watching a dragon boat race (YAH sua ku right), and yah Business won overall champion clap clap hurray G-double-O-D-J-O-B good job good job.

Design won Best Spirited WOOH YEAH JIWA!!!! TP DESIGN WE AINT GOT NO ALIBI WE DESIGN EH EH WE DESIGN!!!! *thunderous applause and screaming*

Okay, the computer's having a fit now because the screen keeps blanking out so I'll blog another time yeah? Maybe after I get my laptop whoopeedooday! Haha ta honeys!

@ 6:33 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.



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



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


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



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{} syafs
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{} syaf
{} jocelyn
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