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A 26yr old female whose brain is powered by caffeine; without its main fuel source it has a working speed slower than that of a slug. That aside, she wishes she could grow a teeny weeny bit (read: a lot) taller and constantly whines about her weight. Enjoys devising novel ways to traumatise people with her bludders. Oh, and she is rather antisocial.
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It was very plain-looking, just two brown faux leather straps and suede lining - very minimalist. It stood out from the other pairs with strange, funky-looking designs that are the fad nowadays.
And the best part?
It costs just $10.
Great deal siah, I thought to myself gleefully.
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Great deal my head.
I wore them to work this morning, when I actually slipped backwards on the stupid ramp outside the Bedok MRT entrance.
I landed on my butt, but the impact was so great I actually hit the back of my head and felt it bounce from the ground.
And I wasn't alone when I slipped and fell. There were like, at least 10 people around me, and they just stared at me in horror. And I could even hear some of them discussing why I slipped.
It was so friggin' xiasway, for goodness' sake.
Knn.
Even till now, my butt hurts. My elbow was scratched and bruised. My head still feels concussed.
Moral of the story: Never be a friggin' cheapskate and buy $10 shoes. Or at least, don't ever walk on ramps while wearing them.
Damnit.
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No rewards for guessing what that #$%*ing issue is.
When I was younger, I thought that what matters in life is how I live it, how I enjoy it; money issues have always been secondary. I mean, as long as I get employed, I'd be able to pay my bills; I don't need to live the high life, so if I'm frugal, I should be able to live happily ever after, right?
How wrong I was.
It seems that no matter what I do, or what I plan to do, money will always be the limiting factor. And the ones who are close to me will try to influence my final decision in financial issues.
I'm sick of this.
I've been having some disagreements with my family and Aihuat over this stupid issue, and I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of being trapped in between them, trying to placate either side. I'm sick of arguing over when is the best time to buy or not to buy a financial savings scheme (or whatever it's called). I'm sick of arguing over when is the best time to get married. I'm sick of arguing over when is the best time to buy a flat. It's my life, and I really, really want to live it the way I want.
Now excuse me while I find a nice corner to
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This time, I was gripped by a sudden urge to replace the old template with
something that's bright.
Not your normal bright.
Think retro, groovy, psychedelic bright.
The kind of bright that can damage your retinas and cause brains to
shut down immediately.
Yeah.
But luckily for you, my dear (pathetically few) readers, sanity prevailed (OK, not entirely).
Which is why you're still sitting comfortably on your chair, reading my
But seriously, I don't know what came over me, to have that kind of urge.
I guess I'm really bored.
Bored of my blog template, of my work, of my life.
A life that revolves around waking up to get to work and
counting down the hours to getting home.
A life that revolves around planning my finances and budget so that
I can repay my debts ASAP.
A life of doing absolutely nothing useful save whining about life itself.
Duh.
So I want to change.
I want to change from being a no-lifer who has done nothing significant, nothing of use to mankind, to someone who's contributed a little, however small, to society.
I want to change, from being another one of the typical weary civil servant to one who is happy with her job, if not passionate. (Not that I'm unhappy with my job, it's just that I don't feel passionate about it, ok?)
I want to change from being a whiner who doesn't make the effort to change the problematic situation to a whiner who tries to solve the problem, no matter how screwed the situation may be (I like to whine, so there).
Frankly, I do not know if I can change or not.
I mean, all my life, I've been very - what's the word - passive. I can't be bothered to change. That's just the way I am.
But I shall try my best now.
Which is why I changed my blog template - I know it's but a small step towards change. But hey, at least I made the effort to, right?
Now, all I have to do is to grit my teeth and just try to be a more useful person, damnit.
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Anyway, halfway through our burgers and cheese fries, we saw someone doing something... disturbing. She was seated in the corner seat, supporting a standing toddler with one hand and holding a plastic bag with the other.
And letting the toddler pee into it.
In full view of the other diners.
Yuck.
She then tied the bag (frankly speaking, from the way she tied it, it'll definitely leak) and threw it into the rubbish bin near us, and left with the toddler.
How irresponsible is that? It's not as if there is no toilet in KFC, or that it's very crowded. Hell, even if the toilet is crowded, she could have queued up right? Surely she'd know of another useful invention known as the DIAPER. Couldn't she have used it instead of letting the toddler pee into a plastic bag? She should also spare a thought for other people. I mean, I seriously doubt she'd like the idea of clearing rubbish from a bin only to find urine inside right?
Damn irresponsible.
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Anyway, we finally got a TV from Courts. Aihuat paid for the TV, saying it's a gift from him to my mum for Mother's Day. So sweet, can?
But my heart aches for the huge hole in his wallet now. Argh.
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Oh wait, I forgot that I'd do something constructive - whining about my utter lack of life.
Anyway, I got to do something different today. I've spent my entire morning working on presentation slides for my WITS presentation - something that should have been done a long, long time ago. But, being the absolutely lazy bummer that I am, I did not start on it until now. And I'm finally feeling the pressure - I have less than 48 hours to finish it (my boss is on leave on Monday), and I'm still nowhere near completion.
And my presentation slides are so damn boring, I reckon they'd be able to render everyone present into a deep slumber in less than 3 seconds. Maybe it's because I'm too used to my current style to change for the better; maybe I'm too kiasee to try out those super-duper-bombastic-happening creative styles for fear of giving the audience a cardiac arrest.
And the best part is, I'm boring myself to death with my slides, that's why I'm surfing the web to
I guess it's safe to say that I probably won't be able to complete my slides today.
Great. Just great.
I'm so friggin' pissed with myself right now.
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- switch on the TV
- stare at the crap shown on TV in horror
- change to another channel in disgust
- stare at the TV in horror
- fight the urge to throw the remote at the TV in anger
Yo, you guys from the TV programmes planning unit (or whatever), did we pay the ridiculous $100+ in TV licensing fees to watch crap? Do you seriously think we want to watch Zui Nu Zai 2 and the Flintstones on TV? On a friggin' public holiday?! And Harry Potter. OMG you guys actually have the
I'm seriously getting cable TV.
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