I finally cleaned my room yesterday. I spent the WHOLE DAY at home *gasp* If you don’t remember, i’ve trying to clean it since then.
I’ve never seen so much e m p t y s p a c e in my room before *utterly amazed*
“oH! it’s so nice! all my books are in *one* place now. It’s like i look, and there it all is!” “erm. That’s the way it’s supposed to be, dear…” “Well. I’m just not uSED to seeing it like that… usually it’s all over the place..”
I’m going shopping for stuff i need for my trip. I’m gonna climb up Mt. Kinabalu. My flight is at 7:30 am Saturday. I’m getting bloody excited about it!! I obviously won’t be blogging till i come back on Thursday heh
But tonight.
Tonight.
Is R&B night at Zouk! Bling bling baby! So many ppl are going tonight it’s amazing. I’m so not going to miss it.
I’m so pissed. I was talking to a friend on the phone and telling him about my work yesternight. Suddenly he said “pity you la” “pity what.” “that you have to work doing that la.” “what’s wRONG with that.” *my voice reached the danger zone* “erm.. no la” “at least i’m earning money right”
He knows me well enough to sense oncoming fury if he continued so he said he’d talk to me another time.
I slammed down the phone.
What the fuck man. The work i do is absolutely non-sluttish. I choose what work i do because i would despise/hate/loathe to wear slutty clothing and strut around selling cigarettes. I’m proud that i work in my spare time to earn some extra cash unlike you and your useless non-studying, non-working girlfriend just because you both have rich parents.
I was working yesternight at the Mandarin Oriental. It wasn’t tiring at all. And it was more fun than i expected.
By chance, Tracey and Janet were working too, yAY! A familiar face is always good ๐
The make-up artist made me wear falsies which poked at my eye consistently.
It was some dinner function for a steel company. Their speeches were so boring i spaced out as easy as hell. Paula Malai Ali was the emcee and the perfomances were bearable. Bellefire performed as well. Actually i’ve never known them before this so pls don’t think i’m a girlband follower!
We had to serve drinks *wine, whiskey, brandy* to tables assigned to each of us. I saw that i got a table with Jap men and thought to myself aiyO highlight! confirm drink alot…
At one point, a jap man gestured urgently to me. I thought he wanted a drink. “i wan a hamberger” *creased forehead* “i’m sorry sir. we don’t serve hamburgers.” “i wan mcdonald’s” *raised eyebrow*tries to fake-smile* “er haha. no we don’t serve that either.” He then turns to his friends and they start laughing. “i’m kidding! it’s a joke!” He turns to them again and continues laughing.
Must be a japanese thing….
All in all it was cool. Cos we were provided dinner and supper and drinks *cough*… And what better way to perk up a fairy’s mood but with food and alcohol ey.
listening to Goldfrapp’s Twist is so appropriate while feeling bitchy
You know who i’m talking about? I’m sure you don’t, cos in all honesty there are so many ugly men around. The worst is when they think they’re God’s gift to women. Ok, let’s not divert the subject shall we.
I was merely referring to Tobey Maguire. I can’t even be fucked to check whether his name is Toby or Tobey. While watching Spiderman 2, i notice they close up on his face aLOT. I don’t see why. He’s so unattractive and looks WAY better with the cool spidey mask on. His eyes are too big and watery. His lips too thin. He walks REALLY gay in the movie. Like a chicken with a back problem.
Yea yea i can’t help being the girl who appreciates some nice features and muskels to look at… But come oN… it’s a big movie! You have to cater for other audiences as well. If you had to choose between a hot hero and an ugly hero. Who would you pick?
The hot one, no doubt.
The same goes for guys. If there was a female superhero, would you pick the flat-chested one or the one with the C-cup tits? Obviously you need some cushioning when you’re pressed against her while she’s saving your ass.
So you would pick The One With The Tits, no doubt.
If you say you’ll pick the ugly/flat one, you’re just strange. blind. trying to argue with me.
I’ve been having a massive headache for a full day now. Panadol has been a traitor to me. Uphamol is my new best friend.
I’m listening to John Williams’ violin composition for Schindler’s List. And am impulsively downloading some of his other compositions as well. Did you know he did the music for Jaws, Indiana Jones, Harry Potter, Back To The Future, Home Alone, Jurassic Park… damn alot la. Damn lazy to type.
Jesus.. and i only knew him cos of his Star Wars work. Feel so … deprived now.
I have a one-day job tomorrow concerning alcohol at a schmancy thing in Mandarin Oriental. At first, i was like, oh yay, not bad, 200 happy bucks for 3-4 hours…. And then. I found out i have to go earlier to have make-up done?! What…………………………..
but i’m pretty enough! *wails*
I feel abit suckered cos they didn’t state this earlier But i’m taking it on anyway cos it’s not like i have people fighting to hire me for work *cough* And i’m on holiday. And i could do with the cash. And i’m going to be out of cash with my Sabah trip coming up. And i have been spending alot. And if i don’t do it, i’ll just end up going out and spending moRE.
Oh.
Reading all my reasons above made me realise that there was no good reason to noT take it.
Here’s a coupla pics. Just cos i feel like it.
I went for the premier of Spiderman 2 just now. Definitely worth watching in the cinema. Definitely better than all the cRAP movies out lately. Definitely more interesting than The Crappiness of Riddick. (sorry la Dave, i still hate it)
I don’t know whether it’s John Williams or Uphamol, but my headache is ceasing.
