Last week had been a slow one. Not much an eventful one. In fact, I returned home each evening had dinner watched some TV and flopped into bed. On Fri, I  cannot take it already and spent the evening with Giggles and her friend. It ended up that me and Mr Nice Guy (Giggles' friend) spending the night talking and talking and talking. He walked me home-from CCK to my apartment no less. And I never walked home in my whole life staying there. Haha. But it was nice-two friends just walking and talking and sharing.

Sat was spent studying at NUS. I managed to only complete like only 2 1/2 lectures. Argh. After studying and a meal at McD's (I tell you NUS McD is cheaper than outside) Anna and I went home and I plonked into bed. People were like sms-ing me and I replied in a woozy state. Haha.

Sun was spent at Jurong Birdpark with Chris and Jacyln. It was very hot. VERY HOT. And I felt like jumping into the cool river and just soak there! The only aim we had was to get to the food and where was food station placed?At the very ulu end of the Park. Haha. So we walked and walked (didnt see the birds though haha) get our lunch. To cool ourselves down, we went to the Penguin display and 'stole' the air-con there haha.

Sun evening was rather uneventful and again I plonked myself to sleep. Haha.

One thing I do not understand about men:why do they have to butter you up before asking for a favour. Like I will help if you want a favour from me. No need to sweet talk and give high hopes. I will do it if I want. And I will blatantly refuse if I do not want to do it.

One public annoucement: Please file for your Annual Returns if you have not. For E-filing, you have till the 18th April 2007.

And men are not to be trusted. Like 110%. Really. And do not depend on them. NEVER!!

I guess this week spells the same for me too: Work,mug mug mug and no fun! Eurgh!!!! Exams coming! No Fun! Argh!

I used to have this huge crush on this guy. He is cute. Smart. The very classy malay-with the education,proper threads, very clean cut.

But that was in Sec 3. And because of him, I go to tuition class. 

 And he has a girlfriend now. They are both smug undergrads and don't mix with the typical malays down the street(if you get what I mean)

At first,I was kinda disheartened. Yeah, the girl suits him-both got that smarty pants look and all. And after they graduate, they are going to be some kind of professionals out there,earning the dough,getting a flat,getting a car and then get married sorta of life.

Not probably the perfect life, but good life. Its good for them.

And I am glad he found a girl that is suitable him. I cannot imagine him with some kind of back alley bitch.

But when I looked at the pic, I realized he is kinda of short. And suddenly, he is not interesting anymore. Yeah,I don't have a crush on him anymore.

No feelings anymore towards him.

But I do not mind another clean cut mat though-but abit taller can? Haha.

For gigs, especially girls, always remember two words: sports bra.

Why?

Thin bra straps served not much purpose. I was headbanging and the guy beside me just grabbed me by the shoulders. I am cool with it, but the way he was pulling me down I was afraid that my strap would just give way!So again, thin bra straps are not exactly practical. And guys pull with much force you see.

So I shall remember.

Last week had been a rocking week.Really.

If last night I headbanged, today i have to headback to work.

Pure Misery.

1. Things that irritates-to me at least

• One of my favourite current songs is Gwen Stefani's The Sweet Escape. But Akon irritates me with the wooee sounds he makes. Like how does it make the song any better? The song needs an escape from it and it is all sweet.

• Good blogs that is deleted. I had often visited a few blogs of some nobodies and I liked reading their stuffs. And some unhappy bastards out there decided to upset the blogger which promptly caused the blogger to delete the blog entirely.

           There goes my good read!

• Hotel bookings. I always pull my hair at the very thought. Now I don't have much of hair anymore.

• Not able to find my stapler/puncher/pen/comb/hairclip/headband/pen/buscard/andwhatsonot when the particular item is RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES.

• People looking at me. I do not want the attention,dude. And I would fell as though either my makeup is funny,I have a smudge on my face.Or I don't know what the hell they are looking at. I wish I am Kate Moss. You pretty they look. You not so pretty they also look. Singaporeans are just a bunch of KEPO (inquisitive)people.

• The inability to find a shoe in my size when there is a massive sale.ARGH!!

• Malays who eksyen cannot speak Malay. And when they speak, all is garbage,poor sentence structure.Wrong enounciation and pronounciation.Wake up and read the dictionary!Buy English language tapes.

          OR JUST SPEAK MALAY LAR!

          This is especially true for those malays who tries to be Mat Salehs(Caucasians). Bak kata pepatah "Hidung tak  mancung,pipi tersorong-sorong" Its true that these people do not have the sharpest nose and features but want to act big.

Kita ni orang melayu,kalau mati pun orang melayu angkat.

I spent the whole week procastinating again.

I watched 3 1/4 soccer games.

But I did not do my essay.

Argh.Writer's block!!

Plans for the week:

Tuesday: Accounting Theory Report+Computer formating+Laundry

Wednesday: Accounting Theory Report

Thursday: Accounting Theory Report+Ironing

Friday: Mia's Birthday

Saturday: Accounting Theory Report + Laundry+Flea Market+Kazzim's Birthday

Sunday: Accounting Theory Report

Report due on Wednesday,and I have not even read the freaking essay question.

I am oh-so-boring.

Toodles for now.

Ride when we ride we ride
It's 'til the day that we die
When we ride we ride
It's 'til the day that we die

Sunday came and went in a breeze and here I am on another Monday wishing for another weekend to come in quickly.

Yesterday was spent having brunch while watching TV the whole afternoon. First it was Grey's Anatomy followed by CSI and followed by Faith and Hope and then Two and Half Men.

And while I watched, I polished and cleaned my shoes and boots. Haha. I cleaned the grime and dirt from my 16-year old Doc Marts bought yonks ago and not worn yet.Haha. And now my Honey is clean and (almost!) new and ready for a walk down the road.

That is why I so dread Monday. To leave the laziness of Sunday and back to work!! I just hate work!!

Work sucks!!

There is a sudden obsession of me with bad boys and tattoos. I don't know why.And my favourite boy this week is:

Haha.Nampak ajer fierce, but he is a real mashmallow.

He looks much more cuter with his glasses,but I cannot find one anywhere.Argh!

He was so nice to his wife. And yesterday, they were trying to get a baby which they did not have.Ah....really sad.

I shall leave my fantasies of tattoed men and boys and continue my dull figures.

Accountants just don't have the fun. Eurgh!

Dear Daddy,

Can I be a tattoo artist?

(You jolly well know I am kidding right?Haha)

It is strange after awhile one becomes stoic to feelings. As Madonna sings:

Tell me Love isn't true,

Its Just something that we do

Being cold and stoic inside is good. One do not have to care about feelings or consequences. After a while, your brains just takes so much control of your heart that hey, there is no feelings at all. Strange.

And people keep forcing feelings out of me. And it is almost impossible.

Ok,ok, unless one gets me something I really want.

But then again, on second thoughts, its like buying my feelings.

Nah, its not for sale.

But I do not mind the extra stuffs. Haha.

But then again,who cares about this emo-crap stuffs?Maybe it is just my hormones talking.

Read:HORMONES. And I need chocolates. Badly.

Are you horny today,Gorgeous?

I am suddenly wanting something from Roxy and I do not know why.

And the one thing I hate most was that their slippers do not fit me. All SO BIG!!

All size 6,7,8.Haiyo!!

I fed-up liao!!

But I still want something from Roxy.

But I do not know what.

I am definitely bonkers.Until i get something from Roxy.

My shoes have holes

My shoes have holes

My shoes have holes

And what does it mean?

And what does it mean?

And what does it mean?

For the past week, I had bought:

1. A pair of black tights. And honestly,it is very tight!!! But I am yet to wear it. Hmm...needs some inspiration for it.
2. A pair of white Mary Janes. They are just the best basic stuff I can have.
3. Flea market galore-electric blue crocodile skin long handbag
4. Flea market galore-Long sleeved grey graphics top
5. Flea market galore-army green gauchos
6. Flea market galore-2 pairs of verrrrryyy cool earrings
7. A white headband
8. A pair of black capris
9. 2 cool shirts

And I must, I must stop. Really. But one thing 'bout flea markets-they are soooo addictive. Argh!!In whole,shopping is.

One advise:when flea-ing,please bring company that inspires-not that deflates your fashion inspiration.

Meanwhile, I am putting a stop to my spendings. But after I bought the pins today.

Or maybe after the flea market on Saturday.

GOSH!!!I must stop. Really!!

Go to school

Get a job

And then

 kiss your bosses ass

That's what the parents told me

~Buster,The Way

The CNY week had been good. Too good. Had a flurry of activity. There goes my dates with my supposedly 3 textbooks. Haha.

I still had not finished clearing my room. But I found time to go through my wardrobe and found so many skirts that I am yet to wear. Haha.

 The PeepShow had a show at HRC. It was great-and the frontman was definitely flirting with the girls in the crowd. Kudos to the Boys for the energetic show-you guys had been entertaining.

Besides the main entertainment on stage, there was a show too offstage. Haha. There was a crowd of wannabes sitting in the table in front of us. Especially this wannabe. Let me describe her: dark skin. average height. leopard print top (eurgh!). Levis.

And she was deeeeepppp in lurve with the Frontman. Everytime Mr Z flashed his smile at us-the wannabes thought it was meant for them. And they started squealing in delight. Imagine their shock when Mr Z actually said "Hi Kak _______" and waved.

Suddenly, daggering looks were pointed to us,especially to my friend. Very sharp ones. These wannabes kept turning to our table and looked at us. Like we owe them something. Cmon, girls, get a life. I showed them the "L" for loser sign towards them and one of the wannabes saw it and her daggering looks become sharper.

GIRLS,GET A LIFE.

Needless to say, many fragile young hearts were broken that night. Ah, what a shame.

I'll had written a poem dedicated to the wannabe. Its a pity she cannot read it. Ah....I bet this must be what the many young broken hearts feel.....ahh....i hear cracks already....ooopsss

ZAKI

Zaki,Zaki

You stole my heart

Now I can't do my Calculus right

All I dream is you every night

Zaki,Zaki

I want you with all my might

Whenever I see you

I lose all sight

The world seemed to dissolve

in a whirlwind

And suddenly I found myself

smacked into the bin

Oh Zaki,

why can't you see

that you are the only one for me?

I went to all your gigs

Hoping that you will give me a glance

But hey,you never gave me a chance

In school. all I want to see is you

Cuz that gaze of yours makes my knees

turn into goo!!

Zaki,

It seems that you are far away

from my gasping reach

But its only you I yearn

No matter how many times the Earth turns

All I need is just that one

tiny smile from you

Just for me

And I shall die happy

Ah,the raging hormones of these 18 year olds. Haiyo!!!GROW UP!!!MAINTAIN LAR OII!!!

I am supposed to be typing out a quote for my _________ but heck, I could not be bothered.

I think I am up to those moods and times whereby I just get sick and tired of the same old routine.

Like the batteries needing a recharge.Immediately.

Maybe and I hope things would be better after the CNY Holiday.

I hope.

I only have Wednesday extra holiday. Hmph!!I was expecting a week.HMPH!!!

I think this is going to be a very quiet CNY for me. Will spend the time cleaning my room.

I am so fun. And ya, laundry too. Plus, I need the rest too. Catch up on TV.

Family. My School work.

Guess my date will be with my three wonderful MEN are on this long CNY. Haha.

Lemme list and think what I shall do on CNY Holiday. Hey, we rarely get long holidays

like this hor. So cannot waste hor.

And yesterday, I went to Town. Bought Dad presents for his Birthday.Yay!! And I was suppose to stop my spendings. Only on His pressies. But no. I have to walk to Far East. But no, I must walked into that shop. And no, I saw an earring.

And I bought it.

I could not resist it. It was polka-dotted giraffes.

I realized when I was walking home that I should not shopped. But the deed is over and done.

And I bought 2 shirts and a very huge mesh bag.Real huge. All for $10.

Yes. 3 for $10. You read it right.

So there goes my abstinence. To shop.

Last weekend was a rad one. Spent Saturday doing facial-and the beautician actually showed me a lump of my dead skin.Eurgh!!

Then met Miss Manager and we headed to a fair at where she worked. And we ended with headbands and more headbands. Guess we are mad over polkadotted ones. I think we ended up with five between us. Haiyo!! We ate supposedly fondue that kept melting unless you eat it at one go. And my best buy for the day-a skirt for $1!!! Yes. Its plaid and its just spells punk rock. All for a dollar. I am thinking it will be extremely great with  black top and RED Doc Marts. My.

Talking about fondue-Miss Manager, want to go for one?

Met up with 2/5 of the RV Boys at Toa Payoh and just hung out.

Sunday was a big day for the RV Boys at Gashaus. One word:GREAT!!!!!. I was the photographer for the day and my, what an event. I actually climbed to get the shots of the Boys in action. I cannot believe myself either. I was like pushing HUGER and TALLER guys aside just to get my way through. I guess being small indeed has its advantages,eh?

Really, I think I like this photography and reporting stint. Cannot wait for my next one. So Miss Manager, when is the next gig the Boys going to play?

Its still raining and I want to leave the office. Gonna head to Carrot's house just to hangout. We are both bankrupt. BIG TIME.

NEXT TIME CAN RAIN AT 2PM CAN?STOP AT 5.59PM CAN?

Till then, off I go, in my usual getup of shirts,jeans and sneaks,

Sayonara,

Miss Lala.....

(feeling Japanese for a moment.Don't know why)

Screwed twice at work yesterday. One with regards to the delivery and another, the pricing of a tape. And I had no mood to work. Spent the last hour surfing around aimlessly. And the stomach's growling. Ah.

Actually i have nothing interesting to write now. Writers' Block.

Living life in Sneaks,Jeans and Shirts,

Miss Lala

I remembered telling a friend of mine, on way back from a tuition class that Singaporeans-in general has no fashion sense. Really. And that was like 5-6 years ago.

I thought I was wrong. But indeed Singaporeans (except a handful of them) are indeed not fashionable. Or desperately tried to be fashionable. I guess people in this country do not have the gene make-up that makes him/her a fashionista.

This statement of mine is then concreted when I was surfing fashion websites and came across: http://community.livejournal.com/runwaycity/.

By the looks of it, Singapore was touted to be a runaway city. Haha. Big joke. With wannabes like these posers, I will run away from this city.

Mostly these young things are just carbon copies of Zara, Topshop and more Zara and Topshop and more Zara and Topshop and what not. Really. No originality. So ZaraTopshopshopMango Infested minded people.

Be Original please. Please. Please.

I would really like to take the horrendous youngsters-the Young and Fashionless pics one day. Really. I don't understand the fashion sense these days. Maybe these kids are confused. They start wearing leggings on every skirty item and it looks totally mismatched sometimes. Really mismatched.

Unlike French youngsters. Oh la la la. They do have the style. Really.

The Brits. The Americans. Have to admit, they do indeed have that fashionable aura just around them.

Kids,just stick to the basics if you cannot carry yourself in fashionable stuffs.

Really.

Meanwhile, being slack as always, but stylish in mind, T-shirts and jeans never fails me. Super practical in our hot tropical climate 24-7/365 days.

And of course, the best items in my wardrobe is my RV Shirts.

And one more thing I shall bitch about. There was this girl,wearing RED cardigans,some kinda of stripped berms or skirt and a black racer top and RED bag and some sort of polka dot hair bands. Ok ok, it looks sweet and nice if you are going for to hang out. But to a ROCK gig?She must be mad.Real mad. And sad to say, she was a poor headbanger. Haha. Not only she headbanged, she even Head banged and butted my girlfriends in the crowd. Such a loser.

Done, I am done bitching. But I can bitch more.

I am aching all over. Like all over and I do not feel like working. I want to go home. I want a good massage. A real good one. And I am hammering myself all over to sorta ease the pain.

And I want to sleep.

My ears hurt.

My throat hurts too.

I hope not to get sick as I have a very busy weekend.

I think I know what I want to learn this year: DRESSMAKING!!!

My clothes would be one of a kind as it would be SENGET!!! (senget=slant)

Reason being that I cannot draw a line straight, so I will cut my cloth also senget.

Haha. Would not that be cool?Senget skirt.Senget shirt.Senget pants. One of a kind-Minah Senget Clothes Design.

I shall learn dressmaking and set an evolution on the fashion world.

Senget shall reign.

Remember that people.

And talking about clothes, today being the 8th of Feb, i had not bought a single item of clothing.Except for a Rockvival shirt.

My wardrobe these days consists of Rockvival shirts,Rockvival shirts and more Rockvival shirts.

Talk about fanaticism. If there is such a verb.

Fashion and weather-wise, the heat is setting in and therefore T-shirts makes the best clothes options.

And I am eyeing on a new pair of white Converse.And white loafers. But I am contemplating on Black Converse too. Hmm.....

Now I am confused as what to wear tomorrow. I have like so many wacky ideas in my head now.

I bought so many stuffs that now its the time to wear them.

AND I WONT SHOP ANYMORE.

 Ah. Happy Birthday to my favourite boy-Petey!!!And LFC won yesterday!!!Ah!!!!

Ah, spent last Sunday shopping with my Aunt. But the thing is she was looking for work shoes, but in the end she bought NONE!!! How can that be?

It is most unfortunate that sometimes you have the money but not the size. There were a few pairs that she tried,beautiful ones but hey, its all too big. Haha. She tried a beautiful pair at Tangs, some brand unknown,but very very nice, made in Spain, but hey, no size. We both tried it on, and to our dismay,too loose. Before we left, dejected, I told the sales lady that we will be back....when our feet grows.

The laments of the small footed. Sigh.

I bought nothing that day and my Aunt only ended with a pair of leggings. But I set my sight on a few pairs of shoes, which unfortunately would not materialize due to my almost gone bank balance.

                                                                            Ah so nice right?

I am suddenly mad about white shoes. And my heart is so set on this pair. I cannot wait to get my pair. Probably soon.

And this green pair from Anne Klein

The funny part is that when i slipped my feet in, it fitted perfectly. How unfair is unfair??? ARGH!!!!!

But meanwhile, I resolute, absolutely resolute, I WILL ABSTAIN FROM SHOPPING this month. This begins today. Which meant that I have 30 days to keep up my abstinence. But unless people shop for me lar. Lucky that February has 28 Days, minusing off 3 public holidays which means I have to withstand 23 days of Feb without shopping.

Wish me luck.

I think IE7 sucks. I prefer IE6. What do you think?

Again it would be another busy week.At work.And the social calendar.

Ah, the troubles of being popular.

Princess Enigma, since your blog is off and all, leave me your MSN. Prolly we can chat?

All I can say that last week is really a good week. Its so good, I just can only summarize it.

Monday : Mr Pro Gen2. No good.He is an economical guy. I don't like.Next time if we were to go out I shall get the most expensive items on the menu. Haha.

Tuesday: Shopped. One pink skirt and one nice top.

Wednesday: Mr Mitsubishi. Hot date. Real hot.

Thursday: Rest. I slept once i reached home from work.

Friday: Jam with the RV Boys.

Saturday: T-shirt printers hunt. And now I cannot wait for tomorrow to model my new shirt!! And LIVERPOOL won!!!2-0!!!YAHOO!!! Nice goal by Kuyt. 3 man guarding him and yet he scored a goal. Pennant did well too. Ah. My boys rock.

Sunday: Cleaned.Went to my Aunt's place. And MAN UTD lost. All thanks to Van Persie and Henry. They are my men of the week.

It was really a good week. And I am so drained. I am so glad for such a good week.Esp when Man U lost and LFC won.

Ah....

I cannot cannot wait for my RV shirt

I cannot cannot wait for my RV shirt

I cannot cannot wait for my RV shirt

I cannot cannot wait for my RV shirt

I cannot cannot wait for my RV shirt

Ah, I felt so recovered after my last entry. Thanks for your concern Princess,but hey really,Penis is all around. Very easy to get too. Available 24/7,anywhere,everywhere. User discretion required, as quality check was not done.

Ah.

The feeling of liberty is so great. I feel almost new.

Ah.

Really. I rule.

As Hugo says:My Life,My rules.

I set the rules, you play the game.

Why be stuck with one when you have a field of them?

The social calendar looks good this week.

And skinnies are only looks good on skinny legs. That is why it is called a skinny.

I think I want to get another black one. Hmm.

Or grey would be nice.

But I still cannot forget I squeezed my hips into Size 0 Mango and almost pass out.

Penises are all around.

Everywhere.

It depends whether is it worth going into your pussy. 

Tonight.

Go figure.