Monday, November 29, 2004
THE ZOO THE ZOO
I WENT TO THE ZOO
WITH MY SIS, STEPH, MINDY AND A LOO
snapshots
http://www.gfoto.com/UserAlbum.asp?uid=169F9E67891745EC8688579F03A0F6C8&alid=23209
posted @ 9:15:00 AM
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a great site to find out about the compatibility of your crush -
http://www.crushcalculator.com/cc.cgi?id=1101744312emc
posted @ 9:13:00 AM
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Saturday, November 27, 2004
just reached home. had a good bath.
i had to sneak back home at the perfect timing.
i sat at the stairway to wait.
rouge wasn't like thrilling. alright only.
veryyyyyy hungryyyyyyy.
food, then bed. life of a glutton.
snapshots
http://www.gfoto.com/UserAlbum.asp?uid=169F9E67891745EC8688579F03A0F6C8&alid=22423
posted @ 4:34:00 PM
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Friday, November 26, 2004
ahhh how does it feel to take drowsy causing medicine thrice a day?
- feel like going to bed thrice a day. very bothersome.
so ill but i still mustered all energy to dress up to get out of the house all in the name of RACHEL'S BIRTHDAY. happy sweet 17th birthday to you girl!!! i love you!!!
although i spent only like, what, an hour with her? ohyea i met them at 6. i had to sleep. i was writhing in bed quivering pathetically. you would have mistaken me as having withdrawal symptoms of some sort. utterly ridiculous but i felt much better once i was out! hooray! i could laugh, but minimal, i could take pictures (new updates), but still a little ungraceful but in this case, it means that i wasn't really in full swing. haha. and its disturbing how some guys can be the way they are. please. totally ungentlemanly and childish. i have doubts about ur male genuinity(?). they make me wanna roll my eyes.
THIS, I HAVE TO JOT DOWN. I COULD LAUGH HYSTERICALLY AT IT FOR 10YEARS!!
I WOULD APTLY CALL THIS:
THE OTAH FROM AFAR
we were leaning against the railing on the 2nd level of paragon viewing the modelling show happening below. the position we were at was directly above the area which the models wait in turn for their stage walk. steph the fartart decided to have the single otah which she bought from tangs. the fishy otah went WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.................................. all the way down. piak. like a slobberish piece of meat. it landed in front of the models! it could have slipped into one of the female model's cleavage. that would have caused quite a stir. hhahahahahahaha it was soooo funny!! at least she's got enough shame to quickly scramble away from sight. haha the security guard looked up in bemuse and i quickly scrambled away too. he probably thought it was me! the otah was then swiftly cleared up.hahahhahaha ahhhhhhhhh so funny i tell you. so funny. and poof, soon after she was gone to meet supachok, her new found interest. he really seems like a nice mellow charming and quite cheeky boy.
now i'm mulling over rouge tomorrow night. its SEVENTEEN bucks, not inclusive of cabfare. empty my pocket and u might have a penny rolling outta it, that is if u're lucky. if i do go.. chinablack on 2dec is out. i just realised i've ruined my following week by the working schedules which i've put down. now i can't go with my friends for the last ladies nite(read : free!) before they start sch!
I'VE GOT 4 FREE TICS TO THE ZOO!!!!!! *lets have the collective YAY*
many many thanks to kaiwen, who has so generously given them to me.
i'm going to the zoo zoo zoo what about you you you?
this is almost like a dream come true. i've been wanting it for the longest time.
hey, you can have a lot of fun at the zoo.
have a perfect date there too.
rid our blues, the animals will do.
and my dearest penguins! they're just too cute to be true.
alright pardon my atrocious rhyming skills.
its BEDTIME.
posted @ 9:31:00 AM
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Thursday, November 25, 2004
with deepest sympathy and heartfelt condolences to
Grace Tan Pei Yi
on the very much detested illness which have very unfortunately befalled on her.
many appreciation and heartfelt thanks goes out to friends who have shown care and concern during this tumultuous time. and to those who have not, you are kindly reminded to do so and shower her with gifts. preferably a gucci or ferragamo. lest she becomes part of your loving memory.
Husband : Many.
Father : Tan Hoe Hiap
Mother : Song Kiap Mui
Friends : YOU, ah jit? or ah lang?
the grace tan will leave her house tomorrow afternoon to celebrate her dearest friend's birthday. any kind donations to help in the chipping in of the present will be gladly accepted.
posted @ 7:25:00 AM
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Tuesday, November 23, 2004
a cure for the itch
took a bath cos i was feeling itchy in my sleep. scratch no more. and i threw out my bedsheets.
tried going back to sleep. flu is incessantly bugging me making me feel terribly rotten. a hot cup of barley and a flu pill isn't of much help. i can't seem to close my eyes, think of loverboy and float back to dreamland. what loverboy. perhaps i'll give training a miss. or would training be a good idea? the yellowy mushy mucus could help further lubricate the balls. it'll be a rollll out!
loo lie qiang. ticktock. i'm counting the min till the inauguration of ur online diary. it'll definitely inchresting! faster! you're always so bored anyway!
bed.i love you. the one much neglected important thing in my life.
i spent 8hrs everyday on you, or less than that but give or take other things spent doing on it its around there. i read papers/mags on you. i talk on the phone on you. i plug in to my fav mp3s on you. i mull over things on you. i have bizarre dreams on you. i dump my clothes on you. i go to you when i'm down.
bed.you a good comfy companion. i'm going back to you now.
posted @ 4:09:00 PM
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nicely. eunice is back after a day and a half in china. "motorcycle drive by" was on msn and i was so excited to communicate with her via the net all the way in china! but oh no. she was back home. what luck to have her bro caught a virus there =( but its a stroke of brilliance that the virus chose her bro. it must have heard from its counterparts around in queensway yesterday about ting and i lamenting over the absence of eunice ngiam min yan. WE MISSES HER!!!!!
flu flu i'm gonna get you. or, i've already got you. and you are a particularly horrible thing to incur cos you make me sneeze like an elephant, i feel like a lethargic piece of seaweed and my nostrils feels VERY restricted. and this is especially distressing cos i can't smell..which would inevitably lead to it ganging up with my tastebuds to go against me - can't taste food! this sucks!
only myself to blame for getting you. you must be a good friend of 6hrs-of-sleep-a-day. and 6hrs-of-sleep-a-day must be a good friend of brightredpimples and eyebags. i will sleep 9hrs a day. starting from tonite! and eliminate you all. hurhur.
ok today work was hell. i walked 6hrs in total today.
heh bran gao loo paid a visit. i mean, it wasn't them who made it hell. haha.
so did u guys like my brilliant service? please vote me for the EWA - Excellent Waitress Award.
first day back at work for ting. so naturally she would have lost a little of the familiarity with things around but steelfaced manager was unforgiving. and she probably was under the impression that i was flirting with them. you, i caught you glancing over surreptitiously a few times while i was taking their order. ok whatever!
standing around undecided really reminds me of those good first 3months. i could have read a 1500page book back to front, front to back with the collective time spent standing around not knowing what to do or go.
hopefully this friday we celebrate rachie's birthday with her! hopefully she would love to celebrate it with us. no party or such. but anyway why does birthdays have to be all party, chalets and clubbin and such? why can't we just, read, discuss politics or play boardgames? utmost uninteresting. hehe i vividly how rachie's 15th birthday was like. especially the very infuriated tone she used through the phone when we blatantly forgot to inform her about our MUCH delayed arrival at her house. WE WERE BAKING YOU A CHOCOLATE CAKE!! eunice ting steph and i toiled in the kitchen to perfect that cake. (yearight) and painstakingly decorated it with M&Ms (yearight) and used all our might to blow up balloons before flying off to hail a cab to her place with all these! haha good memories. yesterday's hunt for her pressie was rather unsuccessful. its mindboggling what to get her! personally i think a lovely selfmade gift would be good. sincere and comes from the heart. those huggable teddies may be cute, but it just stays at that. i'd really rather prefer something weaved out from fingers and creativity. i'd just melt into a watery mess if i were given one! i just realised that all the pressies that i've given mitch are hardly bought. alright why am i talking about myself, its rach who's suppose to like the gift, not me!! maybe will spend a little while thinking before i hit bed. and maybe read some newspaper too.
posted @ 7:12:00 AM
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Sunday, November 21, 2004
i......
goodnight.
posted @ 11:50:00 AM
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Saturday, November 20, 2004
Free flow of alcohol? to be accompanied by a free flow of bothersome disgusting MALAY(my emphasis) guys who fucken couldn keep themselves to themselves?!
i feel sorry for myself and stephie, who was grossly proclaimed "the girl in the black spaghetTEE strap" through the microphone repeatedly. oh u fucken shifty-eyed mutt who can't differentiate a spaghetti strap from a tanktop! argh u're so gross and horny that you should shove your thick curly mop of a pck's hair up ur nostrils to hide ur hideous face and save everyone from misery. and the same goes to the fat MALAY (double emphasis) shrek lookalike with leg hair that could pass off as PH. both were totally cringe worthy, and totally not worth a glance. fucken take the hint and bugger off. alright thats quite enough. but just one last time... THEY'RE GROSS!!
for me and steph, i heave a deep sigh. and yauting ... you.................... i'll never follow you to another party with mutts.
let me get on to the highlights of the party!
it was actually this party thrown by the ting's friend veron, and her group of friends. turns out to be some ex pierce sec sch gathering.
dinghy Chalet K, which resembled a small colonel house, perched atop a quiet hill along changi road. the creepiness was further accentuated by the rain. orangey lights from street lamps shone through the downing rain.
before we could reach the chalet, we were already laughing at the thought of sucha homemade "club party". we were fetched there by veron's bf from the busstop.
it was noticeable that much thought was put into this party.
they had black polo tees printed for the "bouncers" which had "organiser" emblazoned across the back and this selfmade logo at the right breast which read "S.B.O". and this is the funniest part! S.B.O - stood for "Sponsored By Ourselves". really hilarious. a clubstyle chop was made too, as evidence for our payment made. veron even took down our IDs and handed us a printed card each. but you must be wondering why do they even bother doing this when its a self-thrown party. perhaps its to add to the clubbing feel. the living-room-turned-dance-floor was pretty good. they brought in the DJ set, topped off with disco effects like the white smoke emitting machine and the coloured light projector. the fridges were stashed with a endless cans of tiger, vodka, liquor etc.
sorry, this has been a longstanding entry which i've never quite finished with it. and i only remembered about it now and will only leave this at it is. haha now what i remember from the party is etienne. cute! slickdance moves wow wow wow -15dec2004-
posted @ 1:01:00 AM
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Thursday, November 18, 2004
feels like a pretty fulfilling day today.
swam. was so tired.
met mitchie to catch up before her europe trip.
hehe she gave me this disney butter biscuit with sticky strawberry filling.
and was off to work 6-9. ooh 69. hurhur.
the banglas really crack me up!! and i made a new friend today! that makes it 4 this week.
feels like grace has disconnected with herself.
these days, bitterness flows. nothing goes.
if i only knew. if you only knew. no, you can't know.
oh grace likes making herself miserable and she doesn know why.
i've been thinking. thinking. and thinking.
of everything and nothing all at once.
of certain people's behaviour and words. do they know that they're bogging and annoying me?
do they do they ?!?!!?!?!!
i look at people on the train and think of them.
i think a little of my friends. my relationships with people.
and a lot about this certain human being. it drives me wild.
i think of myself as a person. why am i like that. can i change it?
i think of me going against myself. very bothering.
i think of what to cook for lunch.
i think of androgyny fellas
i think of
i think of what josh hartnett might be doing now. is he dreaming of naked girls all around him?
and back again to this certain human being. and then i frown.
i just don't know whatta do.
just leave it hanging here then.
but i don't wanna be a Type A person, as yauting has said.
vey sleepy. if i don't start sleeping enough, you'll never find my face behind those detestable ugly red pocks! -grace dozes off-
posted @ 9:39:00 AM
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Tuesday, November 16, 2004
moved all my pics to a new image hosting site which offers a big 1GB of storage, a big big contrast to the measly 100MB which are normally given elsewhere along the vast web! got the pics up for yours and my viewing pleasures/disgust/amusement haha but i'm actually thinking WHAT IF my comp decides it should rest in peace one fine day which means that it'll bring along all my 789743263213265 memories captured, to rest with it? that, is a horrible thought. so yea..to protect my self interest, i've got them uploaded!
nooch i'm back!
am back to work again after a long haul.
the money well is dry and grace needs to spend for her many wants.
how to buy those longed for clothes, shoes, accesories, unnecessary knickknacks, presents for upcoming frens' and mummy's birddays, save for that bowling ball(don't wanna strain my parents), for the trip to shanghai ( my mum wants me to pay for my own expenses), for my marriage? haha kiddin. thats too far off when a bf (oh that word) is still an unknown thing to me.
anyway.
was feeling a lil apprehensive about returning to work initially. the different numbers for the gazillion different items on the menu seemed to have wiped themselves from my memory and things were happening a little slow for me. but thank god it was jeffrey working and confident grace was back on track once more, to serve warm steamy food with that warm -inserts fake smile here- and if i see a bitchassed face i dislike, i'll "unintentionally" spill tomyam over her also bitchassed hair "oh sorry mam!! i deeply apologise for my uncontrollable hands! my hands thought tomyam and you are perfect complements, hot and spicy -inserts fake smile again-" ok seriously, as you can see, i'm bored. of course i was kidding and am definitely not like that. on a more serious note, and to tell you the truth, i kinda enjoy work even though the pay is still a measly 4.80/hr and there isn't any fringe benefits AT ALL ok.
i love to greet customers.
i love to take their orders. the pda very nice to play with.
i love to flash everyone a smile. try hard not to be plastic.
i love it when they smile back.
i love serve fervently.
i love being on my toes. keeps me fit.
i love going into the kitchen to talk to the bangla bachiku.
and i get to talk to new people(not everyone though). refreshing, like the thaistyle lime soda.
one thing i find shudderish is the flirty ways of this fat chef. he's still the same alright. but he bought me icecream today haha but still, not the point.
and what an array of personalities i get to see . very interesting.
4am and i'm still jumping jumping!
onlining is making me an imsomniac (read: thick dark eyebags, pimples and what nots)
i hope every soul living on this side of the equator are sleeping well :)
posted @ 10:22:00 AM
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Monday, November 15, 2004
all i'm losing is myself. watch me fade into obscurity.
slot those grey into me and those beams of happiness?
they fade too. but i assure you, my smile is still genuine ;)
posted @ 9:17:00 AM
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Friday, November 12, 2004
there are no more words left to speak.
posted @ 6:32:00 AM
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Wednesday, November 10, 2004
on my lonely walk home, my path was obstructed by this unrooted tree. i walk past it quite often but u know, its just another tree. but now, its dead? just like that? the uncertain fragility of life. things should never be taken for granted but say only la.
ran.
bowled.
pulled thigh muscle.
couldn't bowl.
took photos.
airport.
sent yauting off.
sad.
had popeyes.
happy.
didn manage to send bran off.
sad.
photo frenzy with eunice.
happy.
came online.
annoyed.
many words
many thoughts
many feelings
many problems with expressing
i shall leave this hanging here, in recognition of my directionless self.
posted @ 10:09:00 AM
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Tuesday, November 09, 2004
does the weather really play a part in giving life to my bones?
whenever its about to rain they become the laziest bunch.
but theres no connection in the 2 at all. shall not fall prey to unscientific assumptions. one eunice is enough. haha kidding!
today was a catching up session with old friends.
The gathering with MI classmates and the 2 michelles at suntec's kbox has left melodious songs of jaychou, michael learns to rock, various chinese and english artiste and such to ring subconsciously in my head till now. our boisterous voices reverbrated within the sound proof room, with certain attempts by aaron to rap rather unsuccessfully haha, and those entertaining earunfriendly tunes which prompted many "EJECT" requests. i have to applaud them for building such sturdy walls that could withstand my shattering voice.bah. singing our hearts out with great company and great snacks and great prices is one relaxing activity. truly. call me a swakoo for being there for the first time, unlike kaiwen who could pass off as the biggest fan of kbox. and michlim is still very michlim. it was great pity that i had to leave them early to get going to town to meet tania and bong! the night was an awesome one catching up with interesting stories, laughters, photo frenzy and friedcarrotcake. but whoosh, banish those weed sticks please friend please! i love you! i don't care davidoff or not!
this is an insight to a random day of my life brought to you by
yours sincerely,
grace.
goodnight/goodmorning
posted @ 10:14:00 AM
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Monday, November 08, 2004
i'm intrigued by what a mundane day spent at home with 12hrs whiled away at the comp can do to myself.
-easily exasperated by everyone
-fatigue despite minimal movement
-mild headache
-an uninteresting character
-no smiles and laughters
-highly adores isolation
now, thats just about as scary as the irreversible detrimental effects that a 30day McDiet could have on our body.
-massive weight gain
-cholesterol and fat mass level shot up
-throbbing headaches
-moodswings-a-ling
-depressed and exhausted
-and sexdrive? worthless.
hmm do u see a connection between the 2?
but one thing i've learnt for sure - not to indulge in any of these 2 in any case.
let me recount what i've done the pass few days..
feel like i could use a little memory exercise!
Thursday - pw op, went to mustafa centre with mummy, singapore idols (thanx to ashton for the extra tics!) followed by supper with ting at tp hawker centre. the one near my grandma's place. ooh rojak and dessert yummy!
Friday - very "brilliantly" done chinese paper. and worht did i do after that? gosh short term memory.
Saturday - took the fucken 143 to jurong east and was met with dismal. i felt like an ass, that dumbass bus. what the fuckshia! that very 2 hour bus ride only evoked deeper hatred towards that bus service. the bus crowd, the thousand unpleasant smells and erratic interval timings are enough to kill. i hate it as much as saddam used to get onto george bush's nerves. was supposed to meet joel to get mp3 fixed but no. thank god eunice and ting came to my rescue! my loves! bugis, cityhall, town. i name steph the ultimate shopper! love the satin ribbon top she bought.
Sunday - ah ji's prawn noodle is unbeatable. the generous ingredients that went into both the broth and the garnishing, damn good. 2 thams up! after steph's house it was gardens! i miss my bitch mitch so much. an indepth online conversation with steph for a wholesome 4hrs, till 4 in the morning was horribly good stuff. those thoughts, our insecurities, delusions, my inclination to falling into misery, grasping what should be done. hehe steph i will try to help hee hee! and bran, that was great company from u too! haha u couldn last till daylight!
ticktock ticktock whatcham i waiting for ?
posted @ 9:28:00 AM
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pointless poignancy playing games with me. thats me.
i'm too afraid to search for the answers. i wish they would just all fall into pieces but that would be unlikely. perhaps i'm just gonna let myself continue with being a victim of my own spiderweb, not do anything, just drown myself in the most unnecessary happy-sucking mood which does not call for any pity. these feelings upon myself i bring and myself will i blame. not a true smile have twitched from the corners of my mouth today and my eyes? they are dreary and forlorn looking. but why, when i didn't ask for it?
will bathe now, i stiNkkk big.
maybe the soap and bubbles will give me light.
posted @ 12:53:00 AM
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Wednesday, November 03, 2004
its unbelievable. the oral presentation today far surpassed my expectations.
the accessors gave me EE-exceeding expectations- for all the criterias. obviously he didn't see the card in my hand trembling uncontrollably with fear! and i thought my words were a garbled mess. finally, this puts an end to project work for good. this really is one happy ending.
had lunch with my pw members before heading home. its like i rarely talk to them and its only pw that brings us together. hmm.
shopping with mother later!
posted @ 9:13:00 PM
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Tuesday, November 02, 2004
to my yauting : yes i love you too! love you forever and forever. but you got me a pesky one for accompanying you that night.
posted @ 10:22:00 AM
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this beautiful day was spent with beautiful people.
pw meeting in school wasn't exactly fruitful and how i thought it would be.
sunshines, cause i got to sing my happy ending with eileen.
bowling at hougang superbowl with loo bran don gao.
rusty skills remained rather rusty still.
happy, cause i sang my happy ending.
a cheap thai cuisine of phad thai, fried vermicelli and kwaytiaosoup at magic wok with stephoney eunice (nonono) and ting sparked thoughts of dusty roadside hawker stalls in bustling bangkok, but serving tastebuds intriguing food. i miss thailand!
its totally outrageous how we are able to indulge in so much fun browsing through questionmark clothings in ThisFashion(every other shop had its shuttlers down u see). laughed hysterically although it wasn't even that funny! and our eyes got more than what they asked for as an eye-dilating sight of a woman's g-string and butt flashed before a very amused us. so much was shown! chilling at tp macs later got us talking unclean. very the funnay.
i always have this feeling of refusing to head home them once our rambling and insanity starts. our conversations topics are endless and rides into the night, feels like it could go on forever and i'll never leave. the company is always great, albeit one peppered with exasperation at times. meeting u guys so frequently only leaves me wanting more. seriously i don't wanna think longterm. dec hols over, they get back to sch and that spells less meeting time. my jc route and their poly route in the later part would bring me and them apart - unnecessary distance-ing! i'll just enjoy the best of everything at the moment yea? yea!
smiles, cos i sang my happy ending for the last time.
beautiful, i just want you to know.
posted @ 9:38:00 AM
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