saw binny at driving again. i mean, i saw her IN the car whilst i was in mine and as usual SHE DID NOT SEE ME!

so now people, you know why i ALWAYS get scolding from my instructor. i don't look out for CARS on the road. i look out for my buddy! lol.

once again, DO NOT WAVE AT ME if you see me.

i am, but a reckless driver.

lalalalalla.

"omg small!" the smallest and cutest mouse ever with MY FAVORITE hand. (: 

"it's called a CUBE for a reason." -Butters 

http://www.creativewatch.co.uk/guess-watches-bling.html

so pretty cannnnnnnnnnnnnnn. -gushes- bling bling!


i can't bear to part with my savings to buy one of these. i say self-control. HMPF.

my favorite boy and his sundae(s) 

the power of words.

words so vicious, said in a moment of anger. it stabs me real hard in my most fragile and vulnerable place; my heart. if i have cared less, it probably wouldn't have hurt.

but it's hurting for the 3629th time this year.

i'm scared of your words. they always sound so vengeful- like a true blue scorpio. somehow i wish that horoscopes were less accurate. i'm scared cos everytime something like this happens, i am always on the losing end. i am scared that one day, you'll decide that enough IS enough.

you know that i'll crumble if you leave. you know that i CRUMBLE everytime something like this happens. yet.

words.

vicious ones. plague me.

i'm tired. maybe from not sleeping.

or maybe. simply too tired from the crying.

nights/morning everyone.

finally finished all my applications for uni. hopefully i'll get into one. -prays-

driving tomorrow. and yes, i suck.

if you happen to see me drive by, DON'T wave.

my final theory's soon, and SAT in may. argh. i hate having to study.

anyway,

HAPPY EASTER SUNDAY!

i love myself day! 

JASON REQUESTED FOR ME TO SAY THIS:

"I LOVE JASON!"

HAPPY EIGHTH BABY!

my job's getting tiring. whotever.

maybe i should get a second job. i mean, at the rate i am going and the amount that i am earning, it's not enough to get me to Aust.

i think i am gonna tire myself out.

i am annoyed at something. not too sure what it is though.

i realise i am always annoyed.

and my back hurts. damn pray that i don't have any spinal shat.

just had my nice lil warm bath. feels damn refreshing! nicest k! i love warm baths!!

there is absolutely no food at home. been digging through the whole kitchen, fridge etc. how disappointing. i only had macdonalds for my brunch. no dinner, no supper! famished. i am absolutely craving for garlic prawn pasta at 'coffee club'. VERY NICE CAN. i think i can eat it for dinner everyday! go try! yummy!!! -drools-

talked to baby just now. short yet sweet. i love having such dailies. boy do i miss him. he's having holidays and that's not fair!! fine. i am just being unreasonable. hahahaha.

ok. you guys can tell. i am happy! not overjoyed or anything but simply a tad happy.

told you. he does wonders. (:

told you. you do wonders. (: (:

alright beautifuls. i am off to hmmm, entertain myself.

nights beautifuls.

night gorgeous.

it's official.

my driving sucks.

broke my highest recording number of engine stalls.

we are made to be good at a particular something. i am good the way it is as a passenger.

i quit anticipating for that phone call.

nights.

very annoyed. such annoyance is making me age.

my job.

pros: i love my current job at the moment. pays pretty ok and fits my schedule extremely well. i can have driving lessons in the morning and then go for my work and then RUSH home to catch my baby before he sleeps. trust me, i rush or make an attempt to rush EVERY single day. how sweet. and i get to meet damn pretty corporate women! -drools- i am so fine with it that i am requesting to work everyday so that i'll have enough to go to Aust. my supervisor thinks i am mad for doing that. i'll tire myself out of cos but the days in Aust make up for everything. sweet.

cons: my job makes me tanner by the day. i stand under the freaking sun and we all know how the weather is like in singapore. it's FREAKING HOT. i melt. no shit. and then i meet strangers who preach to me like they know me so well. annoying. whatever.

burnt a hole in my pocket cannnnnnn. bought this chuck taylors, ate sushi, new pink top. i AM suppose to save. "i'll save. i need to save." -chants- the urge to buy stuff is more than anything can. i feel damn disgusted for having spent so much today. the Aust trip is (almost) driving me nuts.

had a nice chat with gal in the morning. kept me entertained till i was almost late for work. ok la. i was late for work. haha.

i fear driving tomorrow.

"turn steering all the way to u-turn. check blind spot turning. accelerator then release clutch slowly. turn left keep left...blah..."

i'll be fine tomorrow. TRY HARDER AT MAKING ME FEEL DUMB. (nono, don't try ya. i'll be depressed.)

Driving will REALLY BE FINE tomorrow.

i know.
___________________________________________________________________
i miss your voice.

fine. i miss you.

ALOT.

"my addiction" 

haiya. whatever la. i dont wanna talk to anyone.

i'm feeling sick. and work's in an hour's time. how exciting.

love-sick too. i hate distances.

"i wanna together-gether for as long as it takes" 

ah, woke up due to a darn nightmare. horrid.

baby's still at his work. poor boy.

i have work tomorrow. it's darn tiring and my feet hurts like mad. AND i've blood clot at my toes! poor me!

i can't sleep now. HOW, the brown cow. funny.

slightly feverish. must be the darn nightmare. been having quite abit of them and been having hair loss. OH NO". anyways, i am gonna perm my hair (i think).

second thought, i better not. save money. but i saw this Guess watch that it is so gorgeous can! OMG. and my supervisior has this damnnn prettty bvlgari ring! DAMN PRETTYY! -drools- she's friggin individual la. more on her another day.

oh ya, i was talking about saving money. hmmmm.

gonna see my sydney love in 54 days! don't ask me why the numbers kept changing. we just miss each other so very much! hehehehehe.

oh, 54! my fav number!

miss janice apologised to me for plagarism. is that how you spell it anyway?! ahhhhhhh. i forgive. (: i am revealing her name because there are simply too many janices around. she's nice enough to apologise though. gonna give her credit for that.

and i just realised that everyone has the same freaking phone as me!!! EVERYONE!! and they just wanna use the same ringtones as me! SAME i swear. was on the train and some phone started ringing and EVERYONE whipped out their handphones. in the same carriage alone, i saw six of MY PHONE! this shows something. we are the coolest six in that carriage, plus my baby, and i/we are cool cos we share the coolest ringtones.

i am suffering from hair loss (i think).

i think (again) that i shall watch tv tonight. been awhile since i last watched any tv programmes. baby's asleep already so it's private time with me, myself and i.

ohs! and i am getting tanner and tanner. baby wants me to be fairer! -_- i tan SO EASILY.

ok, i am off to bathe! smell-ly. (:

you don't know how much i'm hurting.

your taste of bitterness.


* i wanna grow up to be a liar.

-bounces on the bed with *bear bear- boing boing boing boing! bored.

that boing looks like boring for a while! but hey, i am bored! i wonder what i should do tonight. maybe bounce on my bed till i get real tired and fall asleep! sounds fun! boing boing boing!!!

cancelled my driving for tomorrow cos i am suffering from post-driving trauma. don't ask. it was BAD experience.

i'm real excited! 70 more days and i am flying over to sydney! how cool is that! awesome! hiak. i feel poser-ish with the awesome thing.

aye aye! i saw this freaking nice white adidas mesh jacket! guess the price! guess!!! damn nice lehhhhhhhhhh! i wanttt!! ohs! my birthday coming right! someone GET the hint?! lol. and i saw this other brown jacket. vintage looking and all. omgggggg. -drools-

yawn yawn. i'll continue bouncing on my bed!


do whatever you want.

we miss YOUUUUUUUUUUU! 

and i finally found out who that person who has been intruding into my blog. she's from tp i think and her name, i forgot! not mentioned in her blog.

her entries are very very similar to mine! url: http://www.***********.blogspot.com

i am not so evil.

i think she admires me! hahahha. i am crappy.

driving sucks for today.

i got honked at, like 2 times?!

my lousy shades didnt help me at all. made me look cooler though. lalalala.

COOL K!

coolest around. me!

and someone's entry been very very much like mine. sounds a tad too familiar. and it's kinda annoying.

coincidental? maybe. hmmmm.

and i was missing in action for a day.

reason for that? it's stupid. don't ask.

ask me what i did the WHOLE DAY. nothing.

boring? yea definitely.

then why? don't ask.

the word we are gonna learn today is "trust". yes. that.

feeling damn blah now. sigh.

i changed my mind. i am not happy.

and i rather i am not addicted. ever been told that addiction kills?

paranoid.tired.helpess.

nights.

the love of my life. and his tweessee! cutest. 

last entry for that day. i promise!

dinner with mum and we had dim sum. and i was going on and on about dim sum at geylang. "you know...geylang's dim sum DAMN nice...very cheap...jason and i always go there eat...yadayda...jason and i can eat almost everyday...and you know...jason and i...." and so the whole conversation about dim sum was all of a sudden NOT ABOUT DIM SUM.

i am self centred, and he's my pride.

and then the whole convo about going to Aust. my mum actually planned to pay for my whole trip! she's mad. not that kind of mad though. kinda settled on the day i wanna fly off to Aust. and guess what! i can't wait!

yipeeeeeeeeeeeee.

i don't give much cahoots about sightseeing in Aust. just wanna spend loads of quality time with my baby. I DESERVE IT ANYWAY. i've been a good girlfriend. good enough i think. (:

And the best part is! my baby's finally agreed and wants me to go AUST! BESTEST! yummy. he's so yummy!

"Bao bei...you come here lah...confirm...doesn't matter if you spend the money...as long we together-gether...if wanna go travel...next time we save then go together-gether lor..." -butters

see! this is what you guys should be jealous about! we are so hmmm, what's the word, hmmm together-gether!

i am happy today! and my nose's itchy!

"i don't wanna get into NIE." -mumbles- and faints.

so everyone, i've been lovely this year. keep me in your prayers and bless that i'll get into nus arts and soci or ntu blah blah.

they say that laughter is the best medicine. what say you.
_____________________________________________________________________

and everyday,
it's the same four walls.
what seems like security,
is only what i choose to believe.

and i choose to believe that i am protected, not by that four walls; but by You.

it's the lil things that makes me smile. widest ever.

do you believe in Fate?

i think i do.

the past 7 months have been the most amazing time in my life. no shit. and yes, it's more than simply amazing. yet the 7 months was no honeymoon period with loads of flowers, candies, chocolates or whateverrrrrr lovelies we can ever think of. i say they are SO ordinary.

and i dare say that, simply because my relationship is EXTRAORDINARY! (:

and who says long-distance relationship does not work out? i've read in Cleo, Female blah on articles that shows many many successful long-d r/s that worked well right into marriage. it's tough and we all recognise that. but nothing is more worthwhile than doing it for one who jolly and rightfully deserves it.

and why is mine EXTRAORDINARY.

because:
whilst every couple in the whole entire annoying world is out having dates, we had our virtual dates online.
whilst every couple spent their anniversaries prolly having candle-light dinners (roll eyes), i had my dinner at home, singapore while he had his in sydney.
we watch tv together. just different channels across different islands.
we sleep together. just different beds. just a few hours apart.

and you dare say mine is not SPECIAL?! i don't believe.

and why is mine special again?!

because.

i am looking forward towards my next date. probably in another 3 more months.

come on! mine's special. who has dates in months?! ME! -raises hand- and don't tell me about tekong cos THEY get to come out on weekends. hmpf.

and you still don't get why mine is special?!

because he is special.
and he makes everything extraordinary. even me.

and because.

we're in love. (:

friggin' bored and having a friggin' headache.

my crave for today: Ben & Jerry's AND Hagen Daz. can't blame me. it reads; nostalgia.

to those who ain't on my MSN, 73 more days! -yawns-

OH! and i wanna complain about driving. -yawns- forget it. too tired.

and your soon is always never too soon.

i think it feels wonderful to have someone who stays up with you, even if both of you are simply doing your stuff (or at least either one is). don't you think so? i do.

i dont mind the waiting and slacking around, doing almost absolutely nothing or simply surfing the same webpages for the 45th time in a day. but i'll love the feeling of having someone doing THAT for me.

but not everyone can afford the time and effort of cos. i can. i'm jobless and i have a love-addiction.

don't ask me why i am writing this entry. just bored i guess. like i always am. DEFINITELY not complaining.

and don't ask me what's my point here. cos i do not have the slightest idea.

SO WHAT'S MY POINT AGAIN?! nothing. boredom kills.

i'll be appreciative if someone does something like this. a tad angry/upset or whatsoever you can feel, but i'll definitely go "awww, so sweet" there after. i think it's sweet and lovely to know when someone puts in an extra effort; even though it may seem like it's annoying or irrational. but hey, we ain't talking about rationality here. we are talking about being lovely and yes, sweet.

and by the way, i think i am sweet and lovely (not in terms of looks of cos). COS i think i do go the extra mile, even if it means being annoying. i just wanna make you smile. i know i will and do. everynight, i wait hours just to be able to "sleep" together with a special someone. and i am not complaining. COS I LOVE DOING IT. i LOVE TO MAKE HIM FEEL LOVED.

and too bad for anyone of you! cos i'll only do it for him. NEH NEH... NEH NEH NEH!

i forgot what was my point again. brainless talks cos i am a tad tired.

just a lil.

hmmm.

oh ya, so i was saying be appreciative. and this is going all out to everyone. let's feel the love shall we? and to you, i know you'll be appreciative even though you may think i am insane. yawns.

INSANITY. probably. another 73 more days anyway.

my! 1am?! thought it's still 12. and it's 4am over there. hmmmmmmmm.

he's finally sleeping. and i can finally go sleep too.

nights urm, everyone.
NIGHTS BABY.

-yawns-

i saw an adidas messenger bag on ebay! freaking niceeeeee!! can't seem to find those messenger bags anymore. -_- but they so expensive can. CAN CAN CAN.

i am hungry. and absolutely craving for chicken pie. ESP those at Sengkang Mobil. yummiest. my favorite chill out place k! sheesh.

actually i don't mind dim sum too.

but i'll starve instead. noone to go supper with me.

SOB.

noone, to go anywhere with even.

NOONE.

ok to you,

but not to me.

when the missing gets bad.

i wish you were here,
or,
i wish i was there.

75 Freaking more days!

i want it to come so fast yet at the same time, i've not saved enough! BLAH! and saving means i can't buy stuff! BLAH!

OH HOW I MISS YOU. I SO WANT YOU,
BY MY SIDE. -FE

i shall go Sleep Now. though i've been tired since i-cant-remember-when. HMPF.

don't wanna start. i better shut up and go sleep. i'm tired cos i've been staring at the comp. and why was i staring? DON'T KNOW.

i understand.

but sometimes, it's just a mere 20 minutes out of the 8 hours of sleep.

i am not complaining.

just Missing.

that mere 20 minutes could bring me my sweetest dreams. not just any 20s. but one from you.

Nights World.

bought so much from ebay. going broke. it's disgusting how i spend faster then i earn. -_-

my eye hurts, and i'm bleeding. feeling KENTAL-ISH. my fav word with baby BUTTERS!

baby's going on and on about this movie about rats and N.Y and Olympic Pool. hahahaha. cutest lil thing! and he's scared! awwww! i wanna protect youuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

driving sucks. as usual la.

i just realised that i can't be a shit head, cos shit head can't love. AND I CAN, AND I DO.

so i am not a shit head. -period-

and guess who i love?

GUESS! (i say guess! if you are not guessing, buzz off please!)
:
:
:YA! HIM!! SO SMART!

i wanna ***** him someday. -all smiles-

can can can?? CAN?!

i'm a fucking shit head.

everyone uses vulgarities, so why not. shows their angst anyway. like how someone said "son of a bitch" with loads of asterisks. as if it lessens the magnitude.

BAD MOOD. ya, so i do get your point. i am a shit head anyway. don't have to flash it at anyone else. i'll buzz off anyway.

do i sound like i am in a bad mood? i do?! i am FUCKING NOT.

now being vulgar really shows the angst. no wonder EVERYONE uses it, without going through their head whether it should be used. how convenient. where was the sensitivities i was trying to point out a few days ago. oh, i know. noone listens to shit head.

i am not angry. i don't have a reason i guess.

just upset which gives me absolutely no reason for that at all.

and i am being a great shit head for not going to work.

i just feel



UPSET.


Because he is in a bad mood. and like you guessed it correctly, i made him angry. what's new.

hiatus. see you.

and if *you ever see this, SORRY.

i wanna "elo elo, neh neh...neh neh neh, mayo, wu liao"! quit trying to figure out my absurd lil lingo. it's private. hee.

i'm hungry and absolutely craving for dim sum. urgh.

i'm bored and absolutely craving for a drive to the theatres.

i'm love sick and absolutely missing a special boy.

i am.

will be gone for awhile.

so lost, so lonely.

will you still love me tomorrow?

i'm feeling real down. the disappointment for my sucky 'A' level results has just begin to set in. and i just realised that alot of people have done well. well i am happy for them of cos, but just do not understand why i am never them.

And why always the comment that God is fair.

a few moments before the release of results, i was real nervous and close to hyperventilating. friends held my hands and tell me not to worry and someone said this:"there's nothing to worry about. anyway God is fair what. you already got the looks." and i thought to myself:"and so?" i dont think i am ugly but yet not pretty. but point is, why does everyone just wants to think that i dont need anything else except for an ok looking face? it pains me to hear that. because they have never ever thought of the way i feel. everyone thinks that i can buy my way around with looks. to that fren, i replied:"as if i have a choice. i wouldnt have cared less about my looks if i had the wits."how about i wanna look good, and feel good? i need to feel smart.

and someone else said this when i told her i did bady:"you dont even have to worry what. your future is much taken care of already." whot? i hate it when reality is so cruel. like how the principal came up to me and asked for my results and walked away the next moment after i told her. does it mean having scored 3cs makes me any less a good student? and why must i be the one to laugh it off even though i was the one having scored 3cs, sensitive to my own feelings cos noone cares. the line "i'm sorry" is so overplayed. if ya sorry, show me you are.

i am very skeptical about the whole cambridge idea. i have seen people who have done well whole year round having to flop this time round. it's not fair. i think they deserve the grades. and i certainly deserve better than just mere C and still Cs. tell me it's fair. does it mean me not going to church makes me any less a christian even though i believe in the Lord? does it mean that prayers don't count just because i am not a baptised Christian?

tell me where is the blessing in disguise.

i wanna stop thinking and stop pretending. i thought i was ok with my grades but i am not. nothing hurts more than to know that you've failed yourself.

i am sad and it's beyond that.

me and my bloody big mouth. ARGH.

so my results arent good. and my hopes of going into nus social work and psychology is dashed. haha. laugh at me man. i am pathetic. trust me. someone on friendster msged me to play a cruel joke on me. there ARE really cruel people out there and they ARE MORE PATHETIC than a pool soul like me. and nothing is more apt than my password. don't get it? go away.

and so i was feeling pretty sore about not being able to enter faculty of arts and social science, when i decided to go check out their website through another website and then i forgot what i am trying to say. don't understand? me neither so, go away.

ya, and i just wanted to check out SWAPS. you know i am always into that course and YOU know how worried i am on trying to secure a place in a local uni. and why would i wanna snoop. makes me sound so low. doesnt matter. i am pathetic. just feels unjustified for you and not like i am gonna bitch it back. just down under feeling unjust and unhappy for my baby. noone treats my precious one like that. noone alright. i have good intentions for him k...................

blogging is so public now. i mean i bet someone out there is reading my blog now. someone who is just bored or simply nosey. and like i said, public right, it is simply against blog ethics to bitch about someone so openly. like sure you can, but do it more discreetly? why make yourself look so angsty over something simply so small. why mention names, why so cruel?

feeling like a princess does not make you one.

people dont care about feelings anymore. just like that bloody asshole who msged me on friendster. and like someone else. how disappointing.

the world has turned ugly. no, people have turned ugly. and those ugliness have amount to be sinful.

ok, for some reason i can't sleep. spent my whole night apparently not thinking about my results tomorrow but about driving. and for some reason, i regretted not taking school instead. everyone seems to find it easier and faster. damn!

shu and i were talking thru the night about urm ya driving. and some people are simply lucky can! her mum promised her a car if she passes her practicals! damn! next! joanne has passed hers already and her car is coming in april! whot?! damn lucky! she can just drive to meridian can! and worst of all, she got a mazda 3! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! and next! lydia's boyfriend just got a new hyundai coupe! ahhhh! ok la. whotever la everyone. everyone just wanna be rich and get cars! i want one too! i mean i wanna pass my driving which i sincerely doubt i will. but then again, if i DO pass, i want a car. hopefully my dad will get one for me leh..........................................................................................so whiney but i want one too! but then i doubt la, cos his business close to failing i suppose. so let me whine! haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. everyone's damn lucky la. okok, not everyone but my frens are lucky enough! a car costs like quite a bit and to allow sole possession is like OMG.

omg omg omg. enough of cars. anyway mini cooper damn nice cannn!! OMG. and i still love mini march! OMG! oh i said enough of cars. ok. period.

omg! results in a few more hours! sigh. i hope to do well leh. too late not?

now we are talking about kinky stuff. i shall wait for baby to wake la. and then maybe go read a book. too excited about cars (not like i am getting it) and results i suppose. and then tadam, doomsday!

anyway morning everyone!

AND MORING MY SWEETEST LOVE! (he always gets special attention)

like a rose,
left alone in some
corner of the room-an empty room.
left alone-
deprivation of water
and sunlight,
the elements of survival.
most of all,
deprived of love.
it's petals shrivelled,
and withered,
as one by one,
they start to fall.
nothing beats being loved.
nothing beats being taken care.
there comes a time,
whereby we like the rose,
left to die.
pity not being its death itself,
but having to witness something once
so beautiful,
into one of decadence.

and so there comes a time,
when we like the rose-
is left to die.
unloved, untaken care of,
and slowly,
losing its last ounce of
spirit to live.

driving was bad. -period-

results tmr. dead. -period-

i feel sick. i think i AM sick. sick. -period-

because one plus one

makes two.

because it takes two

to tango,

and two hands to clap.

without you,

i feel,

so handicapped.

And it's all because,

one plus one

makes two.

and with two, we are ONE.

noone's home. how sad. it's sad to always come home to an empty one. it's sad that i have no baby by my side. AH. whotever.

work was tiring, as usual. it always is. did i ever mention that i hate work? NEVER? ok. "I HATE WORK." as i grow older, my ambition changes. now i wanna be a tai tai and go for high tea and major shopping. hiak. dream on, i say. but you never know la. maybe *ahem will someday be ultra sucessful and earn biggest bucks and allow me to be a tai tai. ahem, right baby?! hahaha. that's a hint by the way. and that's a doble hint. go figure.

i still can't set my mind on which work i wanna settle for. someone from a shipping company asked me to go for interview to work in a office. it's in shenton way. SO FAR?! -grumbles- dont want already la. none of the jobs seem to be attractive enough leh. haiya.

driving tomorrow. gonna learn u-turn and right-turn. so fast can. scariest shit la. and everyone just wants to mock me with "you-mean-you-can-see-the-rear-view-mirror". wah lau. i short. but i cute! and yes! i can see the rear view mirror. for those who mocked me, you are not forgive and i depise you! hahaha. i have damn ass friends la.

results on friday. super doomsday. but surprising, i have not felt the anxiety yet. SURPRISING. or maybe it's called "I DONT WANNA CARE ANYMORE." whatever la. "xiang xing jiu xing, bu xiang xing jiu bu xing. so i can, and i will make it. -roll eyes- i am so not convincing.

baby's not online. hmmmm. must be notebook hot or something. i am always speculating his absence. and hey, absence do makes the heart fonder. my baby is always away from me, no wonder i love him so much! most-est!

haiya. damn bored! i wanna go find baby.

been reading "da vinci code" by dan brown. i must be the last person to ever read it and this must be a overrated statement but it's a really brillant book! like omg clever! everyone should just read it la. damn intriguing. no shit.

i miss baby.
i hate working.
i miss baby.
i hate results.
i miss baby.
ohs! i miss baby!

ps: real bored la. baby! come online pei me!

haiya. i feel sick.

just got back from work at california fitness and i am dog-tired. worked for a mere 3 hours but my feet hurts like mad. sigh. what to do. have to earn enough money so that i can go find my baby in aust! slogging will only make the days ahead slighty easier. but ok la, 10 bucks per hour makes the slogging worth it.

baby's asleep i think. i am gonna miss him when i start work at harry's. holding 2 jobs would only mean less time to talk to my baby. sigh.

the missing only gets worse la.

dinner time! had only porridge for whole day. time to eat or my boobs will become smaller. -_-

my pc is up again, which means that i'll start blogging a little more regular. so much that i want to update on but no idea where to start.

hmmm. let's talk about results then. my cousin, dillion got like 8 points for his o'levels. smartass. (minus the ass please.) it runs in the family la. my results should be out by this fri or next mon. hmmm. havent been thinking about it but like i said to hui:"we gotta embrace it." sigh. i think i am not gonna do well laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

been trying to find a damnnnnnnnn job. did not regret quitting the one at marina country club cos i am more enthusiastic about spending time with my boy rather than slogging in the office. not exactly slogging but then the people there are so much older than me and they just wanna speak in cantonese. damn, i am a true blue hokkien k. they just wanna anti-social me and vice-versa.

and so, back to finding a dman job. crucial cos i've started my driving lessons and it cost 44 bucks per session. dont wanna use my parents money and so i need a damn job. ohs! i wanna go aust and hongkong and so....... i need a damn job!

but i am bloody fussy when it comes to a job. i want one that pays a resasonable pay like hmmmm, and it has to fit my schedule. like no retail lines, cos i'll get home late and that means i cant talk to baby cos he'll be asleep by then.

my life revolves round my baby. period. buzz off if you have a problem with that. hmpf.

baby's not online, i wonder why. hmmmmm.

laters then. going for a super part-time job in awhile.