& LUSCIOUS

hello there,

i’m not sure if people know that this thing still exists, but whoopee! i’ve been itching to blog, or something like that for the past few days after hearing my friends talk about their blogs and all.

i still dislike school as much as i did in the past entry (which was eight months ago!), if not even more. i’m still confused and wanting to do something to do with art. i spent last saturday lying through my teeth to my juniors at the o pen ho use.

now i’m looking forward to the singapore fashion festival. i’m going for three shows! woot! pseudo-fashion-insider i am going to be!  i’ve been trying to decide what i wanna wear and all.i’m so so so so excited! pinks and i are even going for the cocktail reception for the ashley isham show. but i keep thinking that it’s gonna be so awkward, cos we don’t know anyone else there to mingle and talk cock with. can we pretend to be like photographers and all that? errr, but i don’t even know how to handle a camera la! and my ixus is SCRATCHED. it’s not just scratched. it’s SCRATCH(ES)ED, if there is such a thing, and if you know what i mean.

the lenten season is almost over, and i must say that i’m awfully ashamed of myself. i haven’t done any penance, i haven’t sacrificed anything, i haven’t a lot of things. i haven’t even felt like i’ve prayed properly in ages. i still go for weekly mass. that’s about it. that is so different from my legionary days. though i must add that i was never really like pious or whatever. part of me feels like. AYYAH never mind.

i should be doing MS and law and stats!

alan’s having a buffet with his tennis friends. i want foood!!!!!!!!!!! hungry. in the shop.

i need a less emo looking picture on the blog hahaha, and i realise that blogs are very embarrassing. nonetheless i had a craving to blog.

now i have a craving for FOOODDDDDDDD!

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could.
To where it bent in the undergrowth,

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

you know something’s wrong when jo’s analysing and reading up critiques of poems to steer her life.

today was the first day of orientation for nus bizaders. basically it was a day of talks. started with cca talks and various other groups. there was lunch, and then came the serious, hardcore stuff.

i don’t understand modules, the whole bidding thing and all. i went through the whole powerpoint slide that was explained to us today a few weeks ago.

that aside, we kinda had our uni life mapped out for us. there were guidelines as to what we ought to be signing up for, what we need to plan and all.

at that time (about 7 hours ago), we had to almost be able to see our end. we had to have an inkling of what we wanted to be after biz sch, so that we can plan majors and minors and all that.

sure that’s a good guideline. it’s nice, it’s safe, it’s what we need to know.

trouble is, i don’t know what i want to be. i can’t see myself in an office, marketing executive or financial whatever. i know i said to others and to myself before that it’ll get me a good job. good job=good money=good spending power=lots of shopping=me happy

but suddenly that idea of happiness isn’t so appealing anymore. it’s too long a domino effect, chain reaction, whatever you call it. i need a studying something i like(happy)=good job i like(happy)= enough money to get by(happy)…….

maybe it’s more so that i’ve been working at felt, but i want to be a fashion designer. since young, i’ve wanted to be a myriad of things. (things sounds so frivolous but yea, anw)

i wanted to be an artist, a fashion designer, an art teacher, a wedding planner, musician, event planner, entrepreneur, writer, then art teacher, then fashion designer again. i was never a “i wanna be a banker/financial advisor/marketing exec/lawyer/doctor” kinda person.

i was scared that i was thinking that way.

why did i want to do biz in the first place? cos it’s safe, it’s stable, it’s secure blah blah blah.

why do i not want to do biz now? is it cos i didn’t get into smu? quite unlikely. would i have thought of not doing biz if i did get into smu? i have NO clue.  i’d probably have taken a longer time to realise that i didn’t want to go into biz.

why do i want to do fashion? cos i like fashion. i like the idea of taking art appreciation up a notch, that people recognise and appreciate your work by taking it out with them, subtley impressing on others of my work.

i feel like i’ve wayy passed my thought process, emotional and logical thinking quota today.

i think i need to go consult more people. maybe pray about it. maybe that’s why i didn’t get into smu. right, God?

i just went for empower u over the weekend. it was pretty good. almost life changing. fun. heh.

it makes me wanna make money.

wahahhaha.

anyway, last tuesday, i was decked out as a pseudo-new-age-totally-undiscovered taitai. i took my mum’s lv bag, wore a pair of brandless black skinny jeans, my munk top from felt and black havaianas, and i was ready to go!

i had people open doors for me, wait on me, suggest this and that, WOOT! hahahaha. i think it was JUST the lv bag.

i tried on a total worth of >SGD10000 of clothes, from lv, chanel, valentina, dkny, and various other labels.  and i cam whored, a lot. HAHA

toodles, wonderfully comforting warm chicken soup with macaroni on a cold day beckons!

i think i’m becoming more and more incoherent.

yay i’m gonna work today! bye!

omg i’m bored, and i’m kinda tired of blogging.

days like this (these? but today is just.. today right?) i feel like i can’t cook to save my life!

i’m aching for something savoury, melt-in-your-mouth, something that explodes with flavour, rich, but healthy and balanced at the same time.

i’m so damn hungry now and i can’t seem to decide on what to cook for myself!!!!!! everything on marthastewart.com looks so good and i don’t have like.. ALLL the ingredients?!?!?

):

i bought my hansel escape dress in black and an olga berg clutch in lizard and snake print!!!!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEE.

for those who haven’t been around me much, i think i’m going through an ANIMAL PRINT PHASE.

isn’t animal print totally cool? well i wore a leopard print halter to the t8 gathering, i bought a giraffe print tote from pull&bear, i’m considering changing the background of my friendster page to a zebra print, i absolutely adore the snake skin shoes from marks and spencers and i got myself a lizard/snake clutch from olga berg at felt too!!!!!!!

i’m afraid i’ll regret all my buys.. cos they’re animal print. before i started work at felt, i wasn’t a fan of animal print. AHHHH, o well. if they ever go out of fashion, they’re bound to get back in. and either way i’m not much of a fashion follower, i just wear whatever i THINK looks good on me. i hope that’s true most of the time, HAHA.

anyway, i wore my hansel dress and olga berg clutch to ms giam’s weddding, together with my horrifically uncomforatble topshop heels. ms giam looked like a million dollars! and i think her wedding WAS a million dollars, LOL. her smile is so ka-CHINGGG!!!! hahaha.

it was nice seeing the t8 people again (: cam-whoring with VANNIE. hahahaha

vannie trying to look like a doll, i think i was supposed to as well, LOL

cheenapianks! i remember calling pinks that. HAHA

joce fending of the paparazzi that is *I* so tai-tai please.

jo and marie boobie!

meeeeeeesssss ggiiiaaaammmm!!!!!!

the girls started talking about things like what’s the ideal age to get married, how many children we wanna have (LOL), whether we’d have enough money to get married at our ideal age, when we wanna have kids, and you know, the like.

the wedding was at ritz carlton, in the grand ballroom, had 80-100 tables, had a really good live jazz band, pretty alright floral decor, yada yada. so fairytale!!!!!!!!! i liked that the flowers were red though, better than the usual sappy pastel pinks and pale purples.

i think i’d like mine to be a smaller affair, cos big affairs seem very impersonal. i don’t think anyone who doesnt keep in contact with me or vice versa less than once a year should be invited HAHA. i want a live jazz band too!!!!!!!!! maybe a singer as well. i’d like mine to be in the open air, prolly with a hugeeee gazebo. but if it gets too hot, then maybe a fully air-conditioned gazebo. very bold interiors, lots of red, gold, black, deep greens, LOTS and LOTS of flowers.  i’d consider having a dance floor, like vannie, heh. i want the tea ceremony and church reception too!!!!!! the video of the girls torturing the groom before he got in was hilarious.

i wanna work moreeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!1 i’m only working less than half the days of the month this june. i need money!!!!!! hahaha.

stayed home today. made too-oily aglio olio with crabstick, sausage and meatball and very yummy and light banana muffins!!!!!!!!1

and i didn’t spend a cent! i’m sleepy and full. please don’t let me put on weight!

i’d usually sleep in over going to work, or simply waking up, but THE DRILLING HERE IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so i’m going to drag myself to work, since my legs are in talks with detaching themselves from my body. heh.

yesterday was a continuous stream of people. no, actually make it an unceasing tornado of impulsive customers! but it was kinda fun. didn’t realise how tired i was until i left the shop for the train ride home. was dyingggg for a seat, but there wasn’t any.

during the first half there weren’t many people, so i made a sushi out of felt and recycled um.. foamy paper? heh. pinks and i were also wore the sushi badges. they are ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!

mine’s an ebi sushi and pinks’ is a salmon sushi.

heh. please let me sound like a normal human being by tomorrow!!!!!!!11 been sick for.. about a week?

HELLO EVERYONE! (if you give two hoots,) I AM STILL ALIVE!

and smu still hasn’t accepted me! ):

i have a wishlist for now

- hansel escape dress in teal $300+
- olga berg floral applique clutch in black $70+
- cmd parent-baby bag in black floral emboss $70+
- cmd medium overflow in black floral emboss $10+
- warehouse baby pink jeans $100+
- fcuk red jeans $80+
- f21 oversized shades $13+
- f21 chunky chain necklace $13+
- coat’s 3/4 sleeve box jacket $65+
- river island batwing top in black $89+
- river island shawl/scarf $30+

okay if i narrow it down to what i reaaaaaaalllyyy want

- hansel escape dress in teal $300+
- cmd medium overflow in black floral emboss $10+
- fcuk red skinny jeans $80+
- coat’s 3/4 sleeve box jacket $65+

i’ve been wanting to go to river island with a pencil, paper and a measuring tape to draw out and measure the batwing top to sew it myself. i think that’s possible!!!!11 $89.90 for a top like that is just wayyyyyyyyyyyyy toooooo much!

on the 30th, we were supposed to go to cafe iguana, but landed up at hooters instead!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!! hahahah

shalala

everyday valentine :D  <3

angie doesn’t want to take pics with her super-enthusiastic, bordering-on-camwhore, not-so-secret-admirer ):

WHO’S CUTER?!?!?!?!

so.. all of us weren’t there, but it was good nonetheless WHOOOOT!!! sorry i can’t resist doing that.

slave, goddess and me! in case you don’t know, pinkie’s my slave! hahahahaha. but i lubx her so much, i don’t treat her like a slave hahahaha.

ms giam said that our class is really special (: and jh thinks so too.

YOU BET!

her wedding’s on sat! i can’t wait! WAHAHHAHAHA. how many times a year do you get to dress up?

i went to the GYM TODAYYYYYY!!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE.

i did 20mins of rowing (150 cals), 20 mins of cycling (210 cals), three arm machine things and some abs stuff. i am so HAPPYY!!!!!! I PERSPIRED!!!!!111

i was so tempted to run, but my foot gave me some problems yesterday so i had to hold myself back hahaha.

anyway, i work for a really stupid company. they brand themselves as a “li fe sty le company”. it’s just a lame, lazy excuse for direction-less, aimless, hopeless marketing to propel the company. they’re starting to bring in just about EVERYTHING that passes their eye. the standard of english used in their banners and flyers is engrish.com material.

the good news is, i’m quitting!!!!!!!!!

i want smu!

talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
sometimes i’d like to quit
nothing ever seems to fit
hangin’ around
nothing to do but frown
rainy days and mondays always get me down.

what i’ve got they used to call the blues
nothin’ is really wrong
feelin’ like i don’t belong
walkin’ around
some kind of lonely clown
rainy days and mondays always get me down.

funny but it seems i always wind up here with you
nice to know somebody loves me
funny but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
run and find the one who loves me.

what i feel has come and gone before
no need to talk it out
we know what it’s all about
hangin’ around
nothing to do but frown
rainy days and mondays always get me down

ah. carpenters always sounds so miserably true.

it’s not rainy and it’s not monday. it’s a blistering hot thursday afternoon and i’m SICK!!!!!!!!!!!1

i’ve got this horrendous viral infection of the intestines (wtf right?!), which translates to reaaaalllyyy bad diarrhoea and vomitting ):

so i didn’t eat ANYTHING yesterday, but i didn’t feel hungry at all. i ate some porridge last night cos my aunt told me to.. but i felt worse after that. this morning i tried to down some fried bee hoon.

omg.

you know the times i speak of alien ressurection from my tummy after i gorge myself silly with good food? THAT was 27619203168273 times worse.

okay so the only events that i’m looking forward to are the t8 get-together and me chope-ing alan for vesak day!

i hate the churning in my tummy, the feeling like i wanna puke/poo but can’t.

funny how all the gps prescribe medicine to cure the symptoms, but not the illness itself. i got meds to stop diarrhoea, vomitting and fever, but nothing to like eliminate the virus?

ayyah. dunno lah.