With events and meetings lined up for the entire week already, even though it’s still Monday, i really didn’t have the energy to layan anyone for dinner tonight.
So i tapaued Thai green curry to drown rice in, while watching Project Runway episodes DidiBuli lent me.
Going to nap after this cos i’m realy really tired.
In fact, i found myself eating slower and slower because… i got too tired to chew!
*stares at two spoonfuls left in bowl*
Argh i wanted to approve some comments and… accidentally clicked delete on a bunch… sorry.
There was a nice long one someone wrote which i accidentally deleted too… sorry sorry.
I is being retard.
Body is painful from dancing like crazy on Sunday at Quack Quack party at Marketplace.
What an insane blast.
Will blog tonight, i miss blogging ๐
Sorry i’ve been really busy = insane lack of sleep + much coffee
Give me awhile.
I have much i want to blog about – the nicest day i had during Raya hols, things i found while cleaning my room, new dailydress pictures, Bali misdemeanours, so many things, no time to blog.
Then again, like i said to somebody, “My blog is about my life, my life isn’t about my blog.”
I am SO proud of myselfย 
Am halfway through my Joyce Finally Cleans Her Room Project.
Had dinner with KinkyPug and SarChan in Delicious last night
and i forgot i took a ‘before’ picture of my room
as SarChan went through what i did during the hols
“Is this your room?”
“… oh shit.”
“OH MY GAWD!!! All i see are clothes! No wonder you need so long!!!”
*tries to shush crazy loud person*
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I told PassedOutBen why i couldn’t meet up with him for drinks
He replied, “Are they featuring messiest room in Asia?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake…”
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I found a pair of shoes under my bed
In a box
Never worn
As i gleefully slid them on my feet
Daddy popped his head in
And i looked up at him
He looked down at
His crazy daughter
With new Whitney-hair, wearing a big shirt, plopped on the floor, admiring her feet
His face was all “what are you doing -_-”
I offered up information before he could say anything
“I found new shoes under the bed…” *weak smile*
“You found new shoes… -_- You have too many shoes, i’m telling you.”
I went for a 45-minute coffee yesterday with AshleyTheMonkey, as she urgently wanted to discuss something.
Halfway through, director Peter calls me from Singapore to tell me his idea for a video we’re to shoot this week.
“I’m thinking of shooting you in a Carrie in Sex and the City kinda angle, because of how you access most of your work through the internet. So we want to do it in your bedroom,” he explains enthusiastically.
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea…” i said, while gawking inwardly at yet another Carrie comparison.
Certain things have become so uncanny, it has become ironic.
After some back-and-forth conversation, i admit that it’s a great approach to the video but still went, “Really. I don’t think it’s the best idea to shoot in my room…” as i overhear Ashley howling with laughter. Because of all people. She has an idea of what my room might look like. I don’t let people into my room, you see.
Hence the reason for me to… sort out a whole load of shit in my room.
I’ve heard before it looks like a boutique instead of a bedroom.
But a very messy boutique.
With a lot of clean clothes and accessories and books strewn everywhere.
OH GAWD.
The trauma i went through starting to clean it today.
Starting is the hardest part.
Continuing with the process is easier.
I took AGES starting – i had breakfast… then surfed online. Then my brother went to tapau lunch. So i waited for lunch (cos hey, no point starting to clean without having a proper meal in you, ey?) Ate lunch. Had after-lunch ‘break’ >.< Changed my status on Facebook. Commented on a few photos. Approved some friend requests.
It was when i realised how i hate going through friend requests and here i am clicking on them, was when it hit me, “Okay. I’m obviously procrastinating like hai. Start. Room. Now.”
And i did.
Damn what a lot of crap i found.
Inevitably, i ran out three hours later to have some Guinness.
As a reward, y’know?
Hmm will continue later. Or tomorrow.
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