oh i’m home at last! someone mentioned to me ‘ you know Joyce, if you tell people what you’re up to every time… everyone’s gonna think you’re fucking alcoholic. today drink, tomorrow drink, everyday drink.’ i swear la, no. don’t listen to what people say. listen to what *I* say!!! Because of loved the feel of wearing a tie on friday night, i wore a tie on sat night too. i went to rummage in my dad’s room. MY DAD IS COOL: cos he said to me ‘hey, make sure you don’t dip my tie in alcohol k’ and winked at me evilly. come on, would your dad say THAT to you?! what’s more, it was a Hugo Boss tie (tho i didn’t notice that till someone told me), don’t play wei! It’s Monday early morn. here comes the week again. For me, it seems that i live thru the week to PARTY for the weekend. i can’t wait till i finish college in july and am OUT of it. i don’t seem to find college particularly mind-blowingly interesting…don’t get me wrong, i love the work and all, i just don’t see myself mixing there like how i do with others outside.
Just got back from Delawi. Was actually planning to NOT GO so that i would be more angelic at home, oh WELL. It’s still the weekend right! oh wait. i just realised i ‘m super skipping my stories, i went to Sangria on sat night. oH, jeez… i haven’t been there in ages cos i much prefer being hyper than being slow and sexy. i had FUCKING damn alotta fun, it was Fai’s birthday and he was bringing it on with the chicks and all *WOO FAI GO MAN* I realise how much i miss R&B with the right crowd, it’s more flirty-flirty and dancing with people, whereas atmos and barcode is more dance-yourself (with the exception of me dancing with Mary) cos you need space heh.
I was at the petrol station with Ashley earlier today. I went in to buy lollipops and when i came out i went next to the kiosk to smell the lurvely smell of petrol ( no i’m not addicted, i just think it’s lovely). Ash was right in front of me and looked at me bloody strangely, like, ‘what the HELL Is she doing now…’ and i just started laughing like mad. (perhaps it was the petrol yea? kiDDING!)
Here are recent photos i’m chucking in of Lisa, Mary and i : my slut partners ‘YEA!!!’
i still haven’t had a decent meal. but that’s ok. cos i had loads of happy happy alcohol last night wooOo!! *happiness still taking effect* went for The Black Party last night with Aaron and his colleaugue. There were alotta OLD people there. heh heh. i felt so fucking young in that crowd. everyone was like, 20-something… oh wait. i AM 20-something. ok ok well they were OLDER 20-somethings. Played some silly drinking game and lost marvellously. Then went to atmos but ‘supposedly’ got raid (which was crap) so was only there for a mere 10 minutes. So off to Barcode we went which was fabulous fun… perhaps i thought it was fabulous fun cos i was high high high…Big Ben was there hooray. Someone chucked a black tie over my head and there were random people pullling it to try to kiss me. hmm. so if you want to be smooched. wear a tie.
Someone said i’m so hostile. that’s cos i haven’t EATEN PROPERLY!!! Those who know me know i fucking LOVE TO EAT. i’m so deprived and i can’t stand it!!! all i have eaten in 24 hours is two bowls of soup. i took ONE hour to eat the first bowl. i tried to improvise by melting cheese and putting oregano and all spice but there’s only so much that can do.
*sOB*
i’m off to drink another bowl of soup and watch SATC. i shall have malibu for dessert.
I put on braces today. yes. i know. i’m 21… with braces. but waIT. i didn’t put on the attention-grabbing silver ones… i got the white ones. everyone has been trying to get me to change my mind saying my teeth are finE bla bla bla, but i swear my tooth in front is sticking out… cos of a fall i had a few years back and has been gradually moving since.
ok yes. i’m vain. so there.
Azwin told me the day before, ‘woah, it’s damn painful. if you can tahan that than you can tahan anything la’. This didn’t help at all. I said, ‘you know what, tell me this AFTER i get them so we can compare our painful experience instead of letting me ANTICIPATE it…!’ There was a point i was lying in bed having a vision of me just biting my teeth out so i won’t feel them throbbing anymore. i swear if someone punched me my teeth would fall out cos it’s so shaky now. i (itchy me) pressed one a bit and it fucking moved! (and it also hurt more for a good 40 mins). In truth, the whole thing wasn’t so bad. I was trying to compare the pain with that of a tatoo. My conclusion: a tatoo is more painful, buT more enjoyable kinda painful… if you have had one you’ll know what i mean. Whereas getting braces… it’s just plain TORTUROUS kinda painful. If you tell me you liked having braces put on, ill smack you.
If there’s one thing i find most difficult to do among others – it’s to say i’m sorry. i’m just bad at saying sorry. it’s as if there’s a cling film making it difficult for the words to spill out of my system. i’m not talking bout those ‘sorry i stepped on your shoe’ kinda thing. i’m talking about the ‘serious sorries’. tonight i said sorry to someone a dozen times. even then it was most definitely not enough. now i’m afraid of losing this person. in fact, i’m afraid i’ve lost already.
like how i do with others outside. 
i shall have malibu for dessert. 
yes. i know. i’m 21… with braces. but waIT. i didn’t put on the attention-grabbing silver ones… i got the white ones. 
