I got talent scouted again. Muahahaha.

A guy with black colour lips (-or was he eating oreo?-) tapped me from behind. Normal stuffs, introduce himself, show namecard blah blah blah ... left me his namecard anyway. Asked me to visit their company's website and call him up if I'm interested. This is their company. Wow. Nice flash.

Service here is baaaaaaaad. Very very bad. If u're intending to come here for shopping, bear with them. Just walk in, take what u want and pay... and of course, ignore all their stares and attitude faces. To experience the bad service attitude here, visit the Heeren Fleshimp store. Just as bad.

PS: Girls. HK having alot of thunderstorms lately. Quite cold and raining almost everyday. Summer like not coming so soon this year ar.....

Whats wrong with having yuan ze? Whats wrong with insisting what you believe its right? Tmd.

The incident:

I called sis at 4 pm. Miss call.
She called back at 4:30.

( The following conversation have been translated to singlish )
Sis: Call me for what?
Me: Help me buy food leh.
Sis: Buy what?
Me: Duno. Anything la. U got $?
Sis: Got la. Later must return me hor.
Me: Ha na ha na. I pay u later.

So. She came back at around 5 with some fried snacks and chips. We shared the food. And of course, being the natural pigster and kiasu-ster, she ate more than her share.

Later at night.
Sis: Ay. Money leh?
Me: How much?
Sis: $22 ( HK MONEY fellas! Chips dun cost thaaaaat much. Ard 5 bucks sing $ )
Me: Orh. Later give u la.
Sis: Cannot give now meh?
/Me fork out $15 bucks.
Sis: Ay. U idiot ar. Still got $7 leh.
Me: Dun have small change now la. $7 only what. Lidat also must giam meh.

The fight began. Over a $7. How lame this whole thing is. Old bean tried to end d fight by offering to top up the $7 cash.

Me: Dun give her(sis). She should learn her lesson. Where got ppl eat things no nd pay one. Seven dollars also wana giam...pay abit will die like that.
OB: Aiyah...dun make noise over this kinda small things la. Give her d money la.

K. So my sis got another $4. But she's still unhappy.

Sis: Oi. Still got $3 havent gimme leh.
Me: Ay. U really damn giam hor. $3 also wana gei gao. U also got eat one hor.
Sis : So? U're d one who ask me buy one what. Sumore u say u pay one what.
Me: I say I pay I never say treat leh.
Sis : So? I dun care loh. U say pay means pay.

So. The KP session continues until OB came out and start shouting at me. Kaoz. ME only. Say what its natural that elders pay for the younger ones.

Tsk. He just dun understand my point. I wasnt really particular with the few dollars, but I really think my sis need to learn a lesson. Hao chu liu gei zi ji, chi kui de gei bie ren. Its a give and take thing. Cannot always take, take, take and never give. That is so so so selfish.

So. Here I am blogging about all this rubbish to entertain u guys. My dad will wake up for work in around 15 minutes time. I think I'm going to ignore him cos he pissed me off just now. Hmph.

Just my other yuan ze : Never relent until he apologises. If he doesnt, then give him the cold shoulder until he does. Freeze him to death. Hmph.

Things that I've done

- Strike "Belts" off my shopping list
- Strike "Miriam latest album: Single" off my shopping list
- Strike "SK II" off my cosmetic list
- Mongkok trip
- Visit the Comic Shop (-and spent alot of meaningless $$ on them..- )
- Cooked dinner for my mum on Mother's day

Things that I haven't do

- Call amy (-hello?call me call me call me-)
- Call Uncle B
- Call POSB regarding my SAYE
- Eat curry fishball
- Exercise

I need to exercise badly. I cant stand my fats moving along with my arm everytime I wave. (- Why did I wave? Cos I wana know are those fats or muscles. And now it has become a habit...watching Tv and waving to nobody -) Pure madness.

Yup people. I'm at where you know I'm at now.

Weather's great. Cooling. Hope that summer never comes. Ho.

Jetstar's flight was bad. I really hate budget airlines...its really a " You get what you paid for" thing. The seat was damn cramp. Food smells yucky. The airstewardess was smile-less. And worst, the idiotic pilot think he was very funny by tilting the plane left and right many many many times during landing. And then when we reach HK airport, we had to take another lousy bus ride before we actually reach the airport itself. Wow.

Ahem. Anyway.

This 2 months back here will be a very important time for me. Kind of my last break? Time for me to decide alot of stuffs... like what to do after graduation ceremony, what I aim to achieve after 3 years in Singapore, how I'm gg to achieve that blah blah blah.

Will try working in HK during June. Sales waitressing admin clerk telemarketing whatever, the job itself isnt impt, what matters is how it feels like working here. If it feels okay ~ most probably I'll just come back in future. If it doesnt ... well. We'll see hw things goes. -_- ?

Just realised tt I havent post lin's birthday pix *_* And...a belated happie birthday to all the April babes, Divina, Amy, and Lin! I love u all ... muackx!


The cake we bought for lin.


What we drew in the card...fierce lin looking down at us and the cake. Ha.

Last night. Met up with the girls, Hl and Zac for dinner @ Heeren NYDC. The ambience was great, just that it could be better with candles and more cooling air. (-maybe next time we should go to their Wheelock outlet instead?-) Hmmm. Raisin bread man and Jolin came late...together. Ha.

Today. Accompanied Kimmy 2 Markie's place 2 dye hair. Wow. Look @ the way Markie treat her and treat me. So damn different. He even chose the latest mag for her to read when he saw that she was reading an older mag. Guys. /me roll eyes.

Anyway after that met up with Wennie for shopping. It was so damn funnie watching her getting irritated with the eyelash curler. Her eyelashes just couldnt stay up even after she crimped it with my magic eyelash curler. Ha. A Lancome girl tried 2 different mascaras on her eyelashes, making worst cos it looks droopy and dark and cakey. Ha. So the conclusion of this story is : Lancome mascaras sucks.

End of daily blogs. Lets talk about something else.

I just dont understand whats wrong with Singapore sales people nowadays. All so damn attitude. If they think serving customers are a pain in the neck, then they shouldnt be in the service line at all! Those salesgirl @ the cosmetic counter especially. Some pretend never see u. Some see customers turn n walk away. Some stare through u, totally in a world of their own. Some forced a smile but look completely pissed cos you're disturbing their peace. Got one even ridiculous, she came over, looked at us, and look and look and look without saying a word. Come on, we come to give u money, not to see your black face lor!

PS: Will be going back HK on Thurs.

So...almost everyone recieved my latest evaluation report aka testimonial? Those who havent...wait awhile more. Coming soon.

Am so tired these few days. My face is worn out from all the smiles smiles and smiles. Smiling has been a habit...even when I'm down / tired / pissed, I smile. Provided I'm standing within the shop. And thanks to all those friends that drop by ... with refreshments.

Where will I be this time next week? Probably watching TV at HK home or eating supper...and u guys? Rotting here in scorching heat? Tsk tsk tsk...poor things. ( Muahahahhaha~ )

PS: Class...wana meet up for dinner? Meet outside heerens NYDC @ 6 on Mon. C ya!

For details on Fullerton, refer to Alex's blog.
For details on the entire night activities, refer to Huimin's blog.

Here's MY prom night memories **

Okay. Day begins with rotting at 2-way holistic. Hair was disastrous. The curler fused all of a sudden, James wasnt in, Max duno how to do hair styling for short hair girls blah blah blah. Damn. Next. The makeup wasnt really what we really wanted. Though we stressed we want something NATURAL, I realised that the beautician's definition of "natural" and my definition is so so so different. Should have just throw my money into Red Earth. Tsk. (- Ya I know Prom's over le- )

For most of us, prom night was more of a photo taking session. Food was disappointing; salad too little veggies + tasteless starchy mushroom soup + wierd spinach chicken. The chocs were nice though. The service too. If got champagne better stil ^^ So anyway I was talking about photo taking. Wow. Everyone have digicams! Singaporeans are so rich...

There are so many people that I MUST MUST take pic with. Excluding my class dearies, I wana take with every single human I know in NP! Wu Ha. Next time if they/me become famous, at least can show off to peoplez. Ho. Our mentor wasnt present, else can take class pic lu. Suprisingly, Jas came. With her outside bf...he look soooo different tt none of us except Dengli recognises him. Hmmm. I took pic with Jas. Ya. Ha.

So many wonderful memories. Last night is just another sweet thing to add on to the list. Hmm. It is probably d last ICT gathering? Cos I heard tt some of the guys will be inside camp during the actual Graduation Day. Sob. Our class is just going to disperse like that??? I hope not. Btw, hope that u guys like the small lil card. Some were written quite hurriedly. Ha.

Top 10 memories that I'll never never forget....or, at least, it will stay within me for quite a long time

~ First day of school during orientation. The lame 0218 cheer. My whistle. Hangloon standing infront of the class, trying to teach us the cheer. Ah seng and his very very red face. Water bombs.

~ Sending songs in classes. We always complain about bringing laptops to school, but I'm starting to miss d days when we infra/send mp3 and video clips to each other. And how we complain about Jim and his technos.

~ Jim again. Official 0218 cameraman. All those hilarious candid shots and CM imitation. Thanks for capturing all those wonderful moments ya.

~ Watching people play basketball in 3-3 court. Sweating under d hot sun...filling up water bottles for friends. Used to watch the class guys play in Year One and Two...then slowly...our timetable changes. End up is me and hj playing in d court. Sem 4 was our fittest year ^^

~ Waiting, waiting and waiting at the Atrium. Waiting to walk to classroom blocks together...waiting to meet up after classes...waiting for concert tickets...wait wait and wait.

~ Last last year's steamboat at Marina. The most enjoyable one. Almost everyone present, with Wilson n Kaiwen around too. Being carried around. Being piggy backed. Spending the night over at Esplanade. Rp listening to discman, Jay's album. BGR chat with Alex they all. Ha. Ya. And that incident. Oh thanks for keeping it silent ya. You're right. I'll laugh about it many years down the road. Ha.

~ Swimming and sauna @ Huimin's old house! How we swim till we out of breath and then sweat till there were pools of water around our butt. Wow. How come none of us lost weight??????

~ Being tortured during the early semesters? Looking back at the old me...i totally understand why I was being chosen the victim. It is either a) I look too much like a small boy...easy to bully b) Beast was their nature or c) Too ugly, kan le jiu xiang da. But. It was fun. Having the class guys around and being entertained ( though sometimes d entertainment is abit painful... )

~ My first birthday celebration in Singapore! I was so touched ( and still touched ) by the cake they specially baked for me ( -me, me and me!- ), the suprise at Sentosa..and my wonderful coat! (-Though seldom wear...-) And once again, my favourite line. . .. . . I love u all! Muacks!

~ Assignment period. Be it PSP, PSP II, OOP, WM or DB, and finally our FYP...it is d assignment period dat I really feel that 0218 is a class. Everyone staying back together doing one common thing. Walking around from class to class see if got generous anonymous can send theirs as reference. Getting help from pros, and getting amazed with their product. I got to know alot of friends during those period. Oh my. I really really really will miss school life.....

-_-~~~~~~ Feeling kinda blue.

This is a long blog sia. Ahem. Change topic. Had a huge quarrel with my dad. He was mean. Very mean. And I will not speak to him, or go back Hong Kong unless he apologises. And. I just realised how little my family misses me. I havent call them for consecutive 3 nights ( ever since the quarrel ) and they havent give me any call at night. I don't call them = I dont exist? Wtf.

I know him during Year One. Or maybe, slightly before school open? I cant remember. Anyway all I can recall is, a friend told me that I could approach him for help in FS cos he's smart.

Yes. He's smart. I think he's smart. ( He just told me his grade for FYP anyway. )

So anyway. My friendship ( or so called friendship ) with him started in year one. My first impression was that, wow, this guy is so so so so shy. Shy, but nice. Nice, and polite. Polite, yet abit dull. Ahem.

My impression of him changed tremendddddddously when I chatted with him over IRC. I started wondering if he have a split personality. Its as if in person, he is Night, and when in cyber space, he's Day. Complete madness. But anyway, we seldom talk face to face so it was alright. Think that he changed quite abit. Yup. Duno him well and yet I'm saying all these. He become...less crappy online? less approachable? sometimes quite attitude? No more "hi", "going for wad class" and "Bye"s ...

Hmmm. Now. Glad to see that he's chatting with me again. Is your old self back? Welcome back ^^

Who is he?

Our relationship is very peculiar.

We seldom meet. And our meetings are usually very short. We don't even talk on phone. No icq, no friendster msg, no MSN. But he knows the name of all my crushes, he knows when I cried when I broke up, he knows my every major decision, he knows almost every important part of my life in these past years. And I know when he quarrel with his gf, i know when why how they broke up, I know when his mom was hospitalized and stuffs.

Among all guy friends, he is the guy that treat me nicest. Who else will pay for my cab fare late at night? Who else will run around getting me nice little things? Who else will msg back just to see if I'm okay? He's the one.

Who is he?

This following guy. Almost everybody that reads my blog knows him. But I'd like to repeat this old old story all the same....

I knew him when watching my first basketball match. It was at Clementi Sports Hall, evening period. He was blonde, wearing his number 8 jersey, looking extra cool when he's doing that crossover thingy. He played very well in that game, he's the star.

So. It was a fans over idol kind of thing. I went absolutely mad over him. Getting all basketball matches schedules. Learning basketball. Reading up on bball rules and stuffs. Knowing bball friends. Going for all possible matches that he'll turn up. Been to all parts of Singapore for basketball ... sometimes got see him. Sometimes dun have. But it was fun ...

He's in a happy world now. And thats good. I'm happy enough that he still remembers me...be it good or bad impression, at least , he remembers me.

Who is he?