“What’s the occasion for your party?” they ask “It’s my 24 and a half-th year birthday,” i reply
What rubbish!, they proclaim What a diva!, they squeak
“Did you call him?” someone asked “Did you invite her?” another queried
“Goddammit. I don’t want to be involved with dramas if they broke up with each other.” “Yeah. So unnecessary.” “Exactly! It’s *my* 24 and a half-th birthday!” “… -_- …”
Went to the Garden @ Midvalley launch just now Aiyo i’m damn tired Response has been fantastic about the dresses Shall start bid thread or something so it’s fair war between the girls We shall see
Truth be told, i saw the tiang right after i landed and ducked last minute -_- Or else she would have got a very ‘realistic’ shot of fairy running into a tiang Not like i’m not capable of it I just walked into one outside Wabisabi the other night and LC laughed damn loud at me -_-
All the dresses are for sale, but only two a piece except for the blue one, there’re 3 pcs Interested email me at joycethefairy@gmail.com I’m super pooped so not going to post up measurements and all that crap right now Ran from head office in PJ, to Puchong, to Bangsar, to KLCC, back to Bangsar, to Pantai Hill Park, then to Bangsar again Need to recharge fairy battery.
Wow. Happy Joyce Hours…
I think this is a turning point in my life as a party animal.
So first Somo in Mont Kiara came up with a Kinkybluefairy cocktail, infused with soju to kill everyone silently. Then Attic in Bangsar has their version of a Kinkybluefairy (which I just had with some girl friends just now :p) that is even more deadly then Somo’s, cos three can kill me straight. And now Atrium has “Happy Joyce Hours”
Happy Joyce Hours! After me proclaiming (for self entertainment) time and again then every hour is happy hour, an EO in KL is actually calling a few hours this week Happy Joyce Hours
Hi Joyce,
As per our conversation yesterday, I mentioned that Atrium KL is embarking on a new journey. With that in mind, because we believe that you are an iconic member of the KL party scene we would like to invite you to host a party for 30 of your guests at our venue.
Party details are as below: Date: –th September 2007 Time: 8.00pm onwards Venue: Atrium KL, No. 21, Jalan Doraisamy, Asian Heritage Row
We will be providing the following for your parties pleasure: – A private area in your choice of music arena (The Lounge upstairs plays classic house and The Bar downstairs plays R’n’B) – 2 bottles of Smirnoff Blue (700ml each) – 2 bottles of Jack Daniels Bourbon (700ml each) – Free flow of mixers (sodas, juices, water) – A special “Happy Joyce Hours” promotion* from 8pm – 12 midnight
So… i guess it’s free for all till the alco runs out then you all have to kasih beli sendiri okay. I don’t think 4 bottles is enough for the alco friends i have…
“I wanted to talk to you all about Steven…” i brought him up first “Wait. Before you say anything, i spoke to Nick about him today also.” “What?” I don’t really need to ask what. I know it’s about his deteriorating condition. “I was telling him that… just awhile back, my friend put her dog down…” she started crying. Then i started crying. Put him down? I wasn’t even thinking about putting him down… i was thinking about risking him through the operation first. “He’s so old already… when i walk him, he falls down and i have to carry him home.” I just nodded. Throat closing in. Cannot. Cannot.
I’m sure it’s not easy to experience the death of your dog But it’s different when discussions of putting him to sleep come up in the household It’s not an occurrence by Fate then, it’s a choice we all are making.
Thanks to Deep, DreadlockedHenry and Kang who made me laugh, forget bout it for a bit and kept me company till late.
I have a shoot with AnnaCanBeatMeUp aka Anna Rina in two hours and… ugh basically i look like shit now. Asked IceCalvin whether he wanted to come and kaypoh but he’s got another shoot today See his work *here*
As i sat down at the pc, my mum passed me a small box, “Nah, Daddy bought this for you.” My dad has been traveling alot lately – France, London, Japan – in the past month. I usually try to squeeze myself into his plans but it’s not worked so far. Eyes-a-gleaming, i thought it was jewelry or something similar.
“What is it?” i asked, it didn’t look like it held jewelry… “I think he’s trying to tell you to pray. It’s a rosary,” my mum said flatly.
“A rosary!?Daddy bought me arosary?!“
This is the man whose religion is golf when the rest of us went for church on Sundays. Now only my mother goes :p
I can imagine my mum buying me a rosary… but i think she’s realised that a hundred rosaries cannot help me already.
I stared at it… still in shock that my dad bought me a rosary. “Are you SURE he said this is for me?” “Yes -_- He said he bought two and give the other one to Joyce -_- “ “But… why would he buy me rosary when he knows i don’t really go to church anymore…” “I don’t know. And you never know. Maybe… one day in your life when you feel the need to pray, you will use it.” “Okay, yeah.”
Now i just have to think of a safe place to keep it in the black hole that is known as my room where it will not get lost.
I have a nice long post to write about. But i’ve not been a totally happy fairy so i’m going to get sugar and cake with pug and TL now.
