Ding dong!

I told myself that should everything go well, I shall change my blog domain.

And it did. =)

Start heading over to my new crib.

Still gotta work on other stuff like links and such, but bear with me. I'm a busy woman. =)

This little baby's still gonna exist. Too many memories here to dump. =)

WISH ME LUCK!! =)

I read babes latest entry, and oddly, it made me smile.

It kinda brought me back to that night at M.O.S. It was fun.

Kris, I have a picture of the 3 people who played me out and got high, but I was told not to put it up. If not my head will roll to Timbaktu and never return. =)

Justine, if you wanna go clubbing, you're free to join my mates and I, especially when I return from my trip. If I have good news (And I'm crossing my fingers, toes, and eyes for good news!), I'll be opening a bottle of Moet & Chandon! The best champagne ever. If I don't have good news, heck it, I'm still going clubbing and get drunk. Haha! So Justine, let me know. =)

I'll be outta town tomorrow morning, for a week.

I was planning to go clubbing the week that I'm back, but I was told that I've got a weekend assignment to do. ROARRRRRRR!!!

No clubbing for that week, but good money! So I've accepted that job.

So clubbing would be the second week of February!!!! Kimmies!!! *Wink wink*

Kimmies, I'll miss you sooo much, especially when I can't go clubbing with you for 2 weeks!!!! *Goes into cold turkey*

All's good. Kinda stressed out about the trip. Ironed my power suit and the many shirts I'm bringing along, as well as my winter clothes, electronic dictionary, and research papers.

Bleah.

Wish me luck!

When the going gets tough, even the tough goes crazy.

Sometimes I wonder who's reading, and how they interpret what I've wrote. Do they judge me? Form an opinion?

I don't like being misinterpretated. Neither do I like to be misunderstood, and accused of something.

I hate pushy people who ask me questions, and if I refuse to answer them and tell them that I'd rather not talk about it, then they'll start pushing the question, refusing to back down and change topic.

I hate having my privacy invaded. I don't like people trying to tear my privacy open, for all to see.

That's my reason for being evasive of people. Can you seriously blame me?

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I like what's ahead of me, but at the same time, I'm gonna hate what I'll have to sacrifice.

Why is everything about sacrificing? Why can't we have the best of both worlds? =(

I have so much to do, so much paperwork to be done.

So much worrying, thinking, planning to be done.

So many people to entertain.

I'm driving myself crazy, and it's getting unhealthy.

Very.

Happy days ahead.

I lost my MOS virginity last night! Oh! How exhilarating it was! Heh.

I wasn't expecting it to be so crowded, considering people had school/work the next day. I voiced this out to Miss K, and she said: "Do you think they care?", to which I retorted: "Ya lor. Like you lor. Tomorrow have to work, but still come."

I so prefer MOS to Zouk. Or maybe I've been to Zouk once too many times, that MOS looks so appealing.

I love the decor, and the music's far better. The crowd's better as well. And the bartenders are darn entertaining, and cuter than the bartenders at Zouk. Heh. They were doing stunts with the bottles, cups, ice, whatever... But the drinks are kinda expensive. I guess we're paying for the entertainment.

Miss K's 2 friends, Mr J and Mr L were hilarious. Mr J especially.

Miss K and I started the night off with a flaming Lamborghini shared between us. We then proceeded to the dance floor, but we weren't high enough, so I bought us a tequila shot each. Shiok-ness!

After that, Miss K's other friend, Mr S and his group of friends opened up a bottle, so the 8 of us were trying to finish that bottle, mixing it with coke.

Was kinda high by that time already, but Mr L and Mr J got so excited by the 1 for 1 drinks between 1-2am, that we ended up with 4 freaking jugs of something with coke. And it tasted bad.

See. Miss K was supposed to be my "guardian" for the night, but ended up with a role reversal. I had quite a lot to drink, but I was taking care of 3 of them. Thank God Mr J could still walk, if not I'll be dragging the 3 of them to the cab stand.

I think it was quite a funny sight, all 4 of us walking and swaying from left to right, because Mr L was totally gone. He's quite heavy for a skinny guy. LOL!

I took a picture of 3 of them sitting on a kerb! But but but... Miss K already warned me not to upload it. She said not to upload it on Friendster, but she didn't say anything about blogger......................

HAHAHAH!!

I shan't be mean.

It was, of all clubbing experience, the best night of my life.

2 failed clubbing attempts since the new year, this definately hit the right spot.

I can't wait to do it again. Let's just hope last night wasn't my last clubbing experience with you babes. I wanna do it again. And yes, let's BOTH crawl out of the club next time, instead of me watching you crawl. Hehe!

Oh yes. Drunk dialling is so not good.

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I wrote this entry on a piece of paper a few nights back, but haven't had the time to blog it down. So here it is.

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It is when the night's really quiet, and majority of my neighbourhood population is in bed, that the melancholy thoughts start flooding my head.

It is pretty easy to get lost in these thoughts.

Sometimes, I reluctantly snap myself back to reality.

most of the time, the thoughts linger til the very second I fall asleep.

Seeing the many changes occurring, and about to occur, it made me realise that changes, at this point of my life, is quite inevitable.

I hope all this thinking, worrying, and wondering, won't turn me into a dyspeptic person. =)

In case I'm busy and have no time to update, I'll be overseas from the 25th of this month.

I'll let you guys know what's up when I return from that trip.

Something big is coming my way.

Til then. Take extreme care.

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*Chants*

I love my life. I love my life. I love my life.

*Exhales*

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Still unwilling to let my days as a student pass me by...

Studying a little on Singapore's Industrial Relation's laws. Doesn't hurt to gain a little knowledge. =)

Busy and waiting.

Just finished work. More to do. Brain's kinda dead, creative juices dried up already.

Need to rope in help. =(

In case I'm busy the next few days to update, I'll be out of town on the 25th of this month.

If all goes well... I'll let you know..

I interviewed for a huge company in Singapore last month, and only got their reply last night.

I don't have high hopes anyway. I could have aced the interview, but it was my computer knowledge that failed me.

Questions like "how do you to format a disk using MS DOS?"

I nearly choked to death just reading the question. MS what!!!!!

Who uses MS DOS?!

And another question was "What are the 5 cards in the computer system?"

Memory card, sound card, graphic card..... MRT card and Credit card. -.-

There was also the translation part where I had to make the customer's enquiry reply more formal. I reckon I aced that too.

Gee. I wasn't expecting such hard computer knowledge questions.

The HR lady told me the test was to determine how much training I'd need to receive. I guess my test results shows that I'm a computer idiot. Heh.

Doesn't matter. =)

Something good's coming up for me, and I'm excited!

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I'm going to be very evasive of people now.

They don't understand what I'm doing.

Freelance.

By "freelance", it means I get called up anytime.

When I get called up, I go.

When I go, I get paid.

Last minute or not, I'll entertain. It's not just for the money. It's for the experience.

I did a job the other day. I was only given an hour's notice.

Gah. Tell a girl she has an hour to get changed and make-up, she'll die.

But I made it, and my wallet's a little heavier.

If you don't understand what I'm doing, then I ain't got anything else to say to you.

Because you've already judged me.

Looking back...

I went from this...

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To this...

That's it. My life is over!!!! =)

Time sure flies. I was that jittery 17 year old, stepping into Melbourne for the first time, calling home and crying every other night, telling mommy that I wanna come home.

Few months down the road, I settled down in Melbourne, and I even made it through my first year alone.

2004, I stepped into Sydney, for the first time, yet again. Having not been to Sydney before, I was surprisingly calm.

3 years down the road, with loads of laughter and tears, the chapter finally closes.

The school have acknowledged that I've passed my degree requirements.

I'm officially a graduate, in The University of Sydney's eyes.

And now, I shall await that day. The day I don that graduation gown, with white fur, and walk up the stage to receive that piece of paper I've worked hard for, and deserve.

4th May 2007.

I can't wait for that day.

老了。。。

It was exhilarating yet nerve-wrecking to drive from my place, to Holland V, to Zouk, then back to Holland V, and proceeding to find my way home.

My first time driving out of the East, and into the city.

My heart was racing as I tried to navigate my way to the city.

Oddly enough, coming home from Holland V was a simple task.

Hm.. You know when you're growing older when:

1) you decide to drive instead of taking a cab home from Zouk, aware of the fact that the cab fare could set you back 25 buckaroos. (The 50% midnight charge is ridiculous!!)

2) you decide to drive so you won't drink, because drinking means more moolah's flying out from your wallet. "I drive, because I don't wanna drink". =)

3) you finally realise that it's not easy to earn money, and therefore, watch every single cent you spend.

I didn't enjoy myself much. I don't know if it's another sign of ageing, but the crowd at Velvet is too old and businessman-y for me.

Zouk's music's too weird for me. Trance... I really have abso-fucking-lutely no idea how to dance to that. Unless you consider the action of electricuted dancing, then I'll probably be able to enjoy Trance.

I love RnB, and use to be able to stay at Phuture for the entire night.... But... I FEEL SO OLD AND OUT OF PLACE THERE!!!!!!!!!!! =((((

The people were so young! 18? 19??

And I find the crowd at Phuture really childish. In just about 3 hours, 3 or 4 fights nearly broke out.

小孩子，不要那么激动。 Relax!! Take a chill pill with fries!

Also, the boys are probably trying to deal with their raging hormones, but hey, don't display your horniness and chee ko pek-ness can?? this shows how desperate you are, and hey, you're announcing to the whole world that you're a born loser because you ain't getting any. Blow-up dolls (or your hands, if you can't afford the dolls) will be men's greatest invention for you. =)

I like how whenever a guy starts getting too close to us, our guy friends would open up the circle, let us in the centre, and close the circle. Thanks guys.

i also saw my neighbour at Phuture. First time seeing him there. Must have turned 18 recently. =P

His group of friends were 1 of those kiddos who initiated a fight on the dance floor. Eh kiddo, I tell your father ar... Haha!

We used to play together when we were young. But when I saw him a few years back, he was smoking. Bright kid, but led by the nose by the wrong people. Ended up in ITE, smoking, and now, almost fighting.

I heard that his dad has given up hope on him, and never talks about him. He would steer the topic away from his son, and talk about his daughter, who's really smart, instead.

It's kinda sad when your parents don't "show you off", and instead, prefer not to hear your name in a conversation.

Ah well, those kiddos at Phuture will grow out of that rebelling phase, and hopefully tone down.

Just like how I've grown out of clubbing.............

NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

I hope it's because I've had a rather long day, that i'm tired, and had no energy to dance. Besides, I didn't have any alcohol, so I wasn't high enough to dance.

I was up since 9am (I'm usually asleep til 1pm, or til I'm really hungry) to run some errands with dad. Actually, we went secretly to order cakes for mom's birthday, which is today!! (By the way, she was really surprised! And the cakes were beautiful!!!!)

After ordering the cakes, I came home for lunch, then met up with an old pal to accompany him to buy his uni books, and had coffee with him at Holland V. (I wanna go back to school..... sobs)

After coffee, I came back for dinner, slacked a bit, and then embarked on my journey to the city.

Yes. It's been a long day.

I love clubbing.............

I do!

maybe... I should try again to confirm.

HAHAHAHAH!

And to end off this entry, I have a piece of good news!!!

But.... I don't think I should announce it.

It concerns my future, and for those who know, I'm closer and closer to leaving you. =(

*Wait. how's the above sentence good news? LOL!*