Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Actually, I've nothing really to blog about coz nothing really happened today but, i wanna blog coz i'm so god damn bored to hell! I guess Seettha was right, blogging is only for people who have no life or people who just seem to have too much free time...I am such a retard.
So, what happened today? I mopped the house, while my mum was just stoning away in her bedroom...she's been doing that ever since she had a craniotomy done on her. Something went wrong during the operation i guess. My mum told me something about my brother today. He did something so fucking disgusting that he made my mum so frustrated...I'm not gonna say what he did but, whatever he did was an utterly revolting thing to do. I kept teasing him about it the whole day and he actually cried. Can u believe it? A 13 year old boy crying? He practically wailed like a baby. Well, i guess boys would go through sissy moments in their lives...i can tell u that my bro has been through many of those moments and there is more to come! You know, i have always speculated that every single man in this world must had atleast one gay moment in his life. What do you think? I'm just speculating. Pls feel free to give me your opinions about my theory. I accept criticism. But just keep in mind that i'm not stating that it is a fact, i'm just expressing my thoughts. So men, pls do not get offended...Well actually, it's hard not to get offended coz its a very disturbing comment.
Chatted with Clara on the phone today. She said that today, they were told which ward they were being posted to. I think i have a 10% chance of going back to my PRCP ward, 63P. Very depressing. I feel more comfortable working in my ward coz i'm more familiar with things goin on there. As it is, i'm very blur...i'll just be a blur cock in my ward but in other wards, i'll be a fucking blur cock. I don't wanna be a fucking blur cock. I can recover fast from being just a blur cock as long there's some guidance. There is no hope for fucking blur cocks. Damn! I just hope i'm not posted to ward 76, orthopedics. I hate that ward. Its a miserable place to work at. We started talking about our dear lecturer Ms May Chia...We started laughing hysterically. Ms May Chia is a very weird person. When i mean weird, i mean very, very weird. She's very eccentric, she teaches and talks to us like we are pre-school kids, she's too nice to the point that its over dramatic and funny and she's always blissfully unaware that she has a very obscene way of sitting. If you were taught by her, you'll know what i mean.
So, what happened today? I mopped the house, while my mum was just stoning away in her bedroom...she's been doing that ever since she had a craniotomy done on her. Something went wrong during the operation i guess. My mum told me something about my brother today. He did something so fucking disgusting that he made my mum so frustrated...I'm not gonna say what he did but, whatever he did was an utterly revolting thing to do. I kept teasing him about it the whole day and he actually cried. Can u believe it? A 13 year old boy crying? He practically wailed like a baby. Well, i guess boys would go through sissy moments in their lives...i can tell u that my bro has been through many of those moments and there is more to come! You know, i have always speculated that every single man in this world must had atleast one gay moment in his life. What do you think? I'm just speculating. Pls feel free to give me your opinions about my theory. I accept criticism. But just keep in mind that i'm not stating that it is a fact, i'm just expressing my thoughts. So men, pls do not get offended...Well actually, it's hard not to get offended coz its a very disturbing comment.
Chatted with Clara on the phone today. She said that today, they were told which ward they were being posted to. I think i have a 10% chance of going back to my PRCP ward, 63P. Very depressing. I feel more comfortable working in my ward coz i'm more familiar with things goin on there. As it is, i'm very blur...i'll just be a blur cock in my ward but in other wards, i'll be a fucking blur cock. I don't wanna be a fucking blur cock. I can recover fast from being just a blur cock as long there's some guidance. There is no hope for fucking blur cocks. Damn! I just hope i'm not posted to ward 76, orthopedics. I hate that ward. Its a miserable place to work at. We started talking about our dear lecturer Ms May Chia...We started laughing hysterically. Ms May Chia is a very weird person. When i mean weird, i mean very, very weird. She's very eccentric, she teaches and talks to us like we are pre-school kids, she's too nice to the point that its over dramatic and funny and she's always blissfully unaware that she has a very obscene way of sitting. If you were taught by her, you'll know what i mean.
Posted by Devi at, 9:02 PM.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
I went out with Mag today...as usual Saran or should i say the Emo Freak couldn't join us. She's always giving excuses...Frankly speaking, we both gave up on her. The emo-ish woman has issues. Is there even a word emo-ish? i guess not. So, we had lunch at Burger King. I ate the burger that has a beef patty with lots of cheese and mushrooms...forgot what's it called. But, yes, i'm an Indian and i ate beef...so what? When i was placing my order, the cashier was an indian woman with a super fucked up and arrogant face. She had the facial expression of a notorious roughneck who was gonna kill somebody...you know that 'don't fuck with me' look? You would really feel like slapping her face if you saw her...maybe i should ask Shena if its possible to add this bitch on to her 2009 slap list...Then the Indian bitch stared at me when i ordered the beef burger and she said, "You do know its beef rite?"...I said, " Err ya". You think I'm dumb not to know its beef? Ofcourse i know its beef you moron! The Indian woman gave me that freaky and intimidating stare which lasted for a few seconds but, had a great impact on me...the way she stared at me was like i was some pariah who was a big disgrace to the religion, Hinduism. Wadeva la. Its just a belief that cows are considered sacred coz they provide us with milk so, the Indians worship cows as gods because they are like mothers who breastfeed their child...you know providing milk. Its just an ancient Indian belief that is still being practiced today but, it is NOT a law...NOT a law that if broken, we can get jailed for....there is a difference between beliefs and laws or rules...bloody Indians.
After the whole beefy incident, we went to shop at fareast...mag bought some stuff and i bought a pair of slip-on sneakers and i collected the name stamps that i ordered last wk...we walked back to that Cathay Cineleisure mall or wadeva its called to catch a movie...we watched Confessions of a Shopaholic...the movie was freaking hilarious. Cute and funny. Oh and before we entered the theater, this sec sch kid pushed past us to get in first and knocked her head on the door...i could have laughed my ass off at that moment but, i controlled myself....our dear friend, Mag laughed out so loud that the gal was so embarrassed. She just ran into the theater...i couldn't take it, i laughed too...stupid moron. She could have just waited. Its not a sale! She deserved it. Even the guy who ushered us in laughed. She was so retarded. It was obvious that she banged her head really hard against the door but, she didn't show any reaction. It was like her head was made of metal...
After the movie, we went back to tampines and slacked at Coffeebean. It has been so long since i had a drink at CB...there was a period of time when i was addicted to CB drinks...like some coffeeholic. I would buy1-2 CB drinks every week. Then i realised the amount of money i spent on CB drinks could have paid for all the meals i had while i was workin. I have to start spending money wisely. Ok i'm not as bad as that woman in that movie, Confessions of a Shopaholic..i'm nowhere close to her...I just wanna save more than what i'm saving now so that i've enough money to study for my degree in London and to also go for a tour around Europe after completing my degree course. I've plans you know....
P.S. Pls do not try to imagine CB drinks as Cibai drinks...i know you people too well. Its Coffeebean drinks!
After the whole beefy incident, we went to shop at fareast...mag bought some stuff and i bought a pair of slip-on sneakers and i collected the name stamps that i ordered last wk...we walked back to that Cathay Cineleisure mall or wadeva its called to catch a movie...we watched Confessions of a Shopaholic...the movie was freaking hilarious. Cute and funny. Oh and before we entered the theater, this sec sch kid pushed past us to get in first and knocked her head on the door...i could have laughed my ass off at that moment but, i controlled myself....our dear friend, Mag laughed out so loud that the gal was so embarrassed. She just ran into the theater...i couldn't take it, i laughed too...stupid moron. She could have just waited. Its not a sale! She deserved it. Even the guy who ushered us in laughed. She was so retarded. It was obvious that she banged her head really hard against the door but, she didn't show any reaction. It was like her head was made of metal...
After the movie, we went back to tampines and slacked at Coffeebean. It has been so long since i had a drink at CB...there was a period of time when i was addicted to CB drinks...like some coffeeholic. I would buy1-2 CB drinks every week. Then i realised the amount of money i spent on CB drinks could have paid for all the meals i had while i was workin. I have to start spending money wisely. Ok i'm not as bad as that woman in that movie, Confessions of a Shopaholic..i'm nowhere close to her...I just wanna save more than what i'm saving now so that i've enough money to study for my degree in London and to also go for a tour around Europe after completing my degree course. I've plans you know....
P.S. Pls do not try to imagine CB drinks as Cibai drinks...i know you people too well. Its Coffeebean drinks!
Posted by Devi at, 11:59 PM.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
I had to go to SGH today...to collect my nursing uniform and shoes. Met Candy at 11am and we made our way to SGH Blk 8. We being blur cocks, got confused and were lost for like 15mins. Eventually, we managed to find the office. The shoes look so ugly! They crap my style! I got 2 pairs of those hideous shoes. The tailor only gave us 3 uniforms...weird. The non-bonded students were given 4 uniforms each or that's what they say. So, i asked the tailor why were we only receiving 3? She said just recently they decided on 3 uniforms instead of 4. WTF. What's the big difference? Bloody fucked up losers. 3 uniforms are definitely inadequate if we are gonna work like 6-7 days in a row! What if we don't wash our uniforms in time to be used again? Its not like we have all the time in the world to do our laundry on a regular basis...on top of that, we are expected to iron our uniforms..oh well, fuck that. I'm not ironing my uniforms. To hell with professionalism! Whoohoo! Anyway, i took 2 dresses and 1 pants suit. We went to Far East Plaza, had lunch at Pastamania...as usual Candy was embarrassing the hell out of me...the crazy woman was behaving so les towards me, to the point that i really started to believe that she's les and that she has some huge crush on me...i'm crossing my fingers, hope she isn't really les. Maybe she's just fooling around...we made our name stamps. We need name stamps for work...when we write report and stuff. Have to collect it on Monday at 4pm...
Last night i watched this movie, Into The Wild. OMG the movie was freaking good! Its based on a true story. The story is about this guy called Christopher McCandless who hiked into the Alaskan wilderness with little food and equipment, hoping to live a period of solitude. He hates the civilisation we are living in now coz he thinks that people have become materialistic, manipulative, and domineering. So, he destroys everything that reveals his identity and leaves home to set out on his own adventure. He doesn't like his parents coz they're damn fucked up people but, he loves his sister coz she's the only who understands him fully. He envisioned separating from organized society for a Thoreau-like period of solitary contemplation. Overall, it was a mind raveling and touching story. The ending was really sad. I nearly cried...Boohoo. You guys should go and watch it. The movie came out in 2007. So, go and watch it online or ermmm you know...there are alot of options.
Last night i watched this movie, Into The Wild. OMG the movie was freaking good! Its based on a true story. The story is about this guy called Christopher McCandless who hiked into the Alaskan wilderness with little food and equipment, hoping to live a period of solitude. He hates the civilisation we are living in now coz he thinks that people have become materialistic, manipulative, and domineering. So, he destroys everything that reveals his identity and leaves home to set out on his own adventure. He doesn't like his parents coz they're damn fucked up people but, he loves his sister coz she's the only who understands him fully. He envisioned separating from organized society for a Thoreau-like period of solitary contemplation. Overall, it was a mind raveling and touching story. The ending was really sad. I nearly cried...Boohoo. You guys should go and watch it. The movie came out in 2007. So, go and watch it online or ermmm you know...there are alot of options.
Posted by Devi at, 8:15 PM.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
You know my granduncle who died? If you know nuts about it, go read my previous posts...If you're not interested than fuck off and don't read my blog. Anyway, last night, i dreamt of my dead granduncle. He just randomly appeared in my dream! I remembered seeing his face...that bald head, that crazy thick framed glasses that magnified the size of his eyes to the size of a Colossal Squid's eyes...oh and that big hooked nose. Gosh. No not the end of the story yet...after i saw his fuck face, i couldn't breathe...i literally couldn't breathe for a short period of time...i felt like my chest was being compressed and crushed under the weight of something heavy...it was an inexpressible feeling...i immediately woke up after that and went back to sleep later...what else could i have done? I did commit blasphemy against the deceased old man or holy spirit as what the bloody indians would believe. I said screw him in hell...crap. Now he's trying to screw me in my dreams! I told my mum about it...you know i felt so shitty and i'll admit, i felt a tinge of guilt in me...just a little bit...teeny weeny bit. My mum gave me that speechless look...the look u give when u see a dying person. So much for easing my fear.
Met Pras at Bugis, at ard 3pm. The ass reached Bugis at 2.30pm and was waiting for me pathetically at the control station and he looked depressingly lonely. Lol. We were walkin around aimlessly at Bugis street and i couldn't find my slip-on sneakers...i was so close to throwing him into a dustbin....then i found my shoes! Its simple and nice...Rewarded Pras with a guy's leather bracelet...since for once things didn't turn out the opposite of what he says, he deserved the reward. Met Nevaa at ard 4.30pm, went to have an early dinner...ate burger king. A Burger King meal has neva tasted so delicious to me eva before...i've been craving for rum and raisins ice cream for the past 2mths and i finally got to devour a cup of it...yay me. I bought this super cool 'The Joker' t-shirt. Omg, i'm so in love with the t-shirt. Its Heath Ledger as the joker...cool stuff.
We were slackin at Starbucks and this weird woman came to us and started begging for money. Ok let me tell you somethin about her...her facial expression looked like she was constipated or she had a bullet up her ass...i don't know if that's actually her facial expression or her facial features..you know there's a difference? She had sucha bad and strong body odour, she stinked so badly i really thought the bullet up her ass caused shit to start flowing out of her anus involuntarily! It was that bad. She said in this super fucked up, grammatically incorrect and singlish to the power of infinity accent that she didn't mind if i just gave her 50 cents...its amazing that i actually understood the words that came out of her mouth but frankly speaking, i only heard Pippty cents! Pippty cents!...i was thinking OMFG just give this creature a god damn 50 cent coin and maybe she'll spare my life...she looked like she was gonna throw acid at my face and make me look like her! I don't wanna look like her! She was speaking English by the way...its just her own version of it...super fucked up, grammatically incorrect and singlish to the power of infinity...that's her version and interpretation of the language English. When i gave her the 50 cent coin that saved me from despair, she gave me this little piece of paper...i was really hoping it wasn't a love note. Seriously, that's the last thing i want. I opened the damn thing and found 4 numbers...0043. Medusa thought i had a chance of winning lottery with the numbers she gave. Ya rite. My cousins were laughing their heads off...i was so confused. They said that when i was frantically digging into my wallet for the 50cent coin, she was scratching her butt and the same hand that scratched her butt actually passed me the little paper and i touched it. So according to them, my hands were permanently stained with her butt germs or her creature like skin cells or god knows wad...or maybe even the shit that might be involuntarily flowing out becoz of the bullet in her ass. The things that happen to me. My cousins didn't even wanna come near me..like i was some infected person, gonna turn into a freakin mutant any moment. Then we saw her again, this time i swear to god i saw a shit stain on the back of her shorts....The shit stain was right smack in the middle of the butt crack...all along my theories about her were true i guess.
Met Pras at Bugis, at ard 3pm. The ass reached Bugis at 2.30pm and was waiting for me pathetically at the control station and he looked depressingly lonely. Lol. We were walkin around aimlessly at Bugis street and i couldn't find my slip-on sneakers...i was so close to throwing him into a dustbin....then i found my shoes! Its simple and nice...Rewarded Pras with a guy's leather bracelet...since for once things didn't turn out the opposite of what he says, he deserved the reward. Met Nevaa at ard 4.30pm, went to have an early dinner...ate burger king. A Burger King meal has neva tasted so delicious to me eva before...i've been craving for rum and raisins ice cream for the past 2mths and i finally got to devour a cup of it...yay me. I bought this super cool 'The Joker' t-shirt. Omg, i'm so in love with the t-shirt. Its Heath Ledger as the joker...cool stuff.
We were slackin at Starbucks and this weird woman came to us and started begging for money. Ok let me tell you somethin about her...her facial expression looked like she was constipated or she had a bullet up her ass...i don't know if that's actually her facial expression or her facial features..you know there's a difference? She had sucha bad and strong body odour, she stinked so badly i really thought the bullet up her ass caused shit to start flowing out of her anus involuntarily! It was that bad. She said in this super fucked up, grammatically incorrect and singlish to the power of infinity accent that she didn't mind if i just gave her 50 cents...its amazing that i actually understood the words that came out of her mouth but frankly speaking, i only heard Pippty cents! Pippty cents!...i was thinking OMFG just give this creature a god damn 50 cent coin and maybe she'll spare my life...she looked like she was gonna throw acid at my face and make me look like her! I don't wanna look like her! She was speaking English by the way...its just her own version of it...super fucked up, grammatically incorrect and singlish to the power of infinity...that's her version and interpretation of the language English. When i gave her the 50 cent coin that saved me from despair, she gave me this little piece of paper...i was really hoping it wasn't a love note. Seriously, that's the last thing i want. I opened the damn thing and found 4 numbers...0043. Medusa thought i had a chance of winning lottery with the numbers she gave. Ya rite. My cousins were laughing their heads off...i was so confused. They said that when i was frantically digging into my wallet for the 50cent coin, she was scratching her butt and the same hand that scratched her butt actually passed me the little paper and i touched it. So according to them, my hands were permanently stained with her butt germs or her creature like skin cells or god knows wad...or maybe even the shit that might be involuntarily flowing out becoz of the bullet in her ass. The things that happen to me. My cousins didn't even wanna come near me..like i was some infected person, gonna turn into a freakin mutant any moment. Then we saw her again, this time i swear to god i saw a shit stain on the back of her shorts....The shit stain was right smack in the middle of the butt crack...all along my theories about her were true i guess.
Posted by Devi at, 11:42 PM.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Remember i said i had to attend a funeral yesterday? Well, i did go for the funeral and my granduncle's daughter, was sucha kind and understanding soul. She allowed me to hang out in her room, use her laptop to surf the net, watch movies and read magazines. She's the best man. The daughter of the deceased, trying to keep the youngsters at the funeral entertained and not die out of boredom. How often do u get that? But, i did help around alot you know, with all due respect to the deceased and his family....God, i'm so nice. But, screw the old man who died, he was a sneaky and stingy old man. When he was alive and sane (he was badly demented before he died), he used to say that i was a very mischievous brat and he would slap me....ok not slap but, like give me a light tap on my face...but wadeva, its a slap so screw the deceased old man. Screw him in hell!
Today, i was so bored, i started spamming my frens' blogs...i spammed shena's, soo's, candy's and mag's tagboards..i saw my name all over their tagboards. I'm an attention seeking bastard. I felt so proud of myself...like my heart was fully contented. I think shena freaked out, she desperately tried to reply but, i kept spamming. Lol. I'm extremely sorry, i was that bored. Anyway, i have got few things that i really wanna buy...I wanna buy a pair of slip-on sneakers.
This is a slip-on sneakers. I have heard people said that usually Maads or wadeva you call them wear this kinda shoes. Maads in other words, the malay hooligans...you know like Ah bengs....each race have their own way of referring to gangsters. All i can say is, the hooligans didn't design this sneakers, its just that this kinda shoes are very fashionable to them and so, its very common to see them wearing slip-on sneakers. But, that doesn't mean this kinda shoes belong to them or you have to be a hooligan to wear these shoes. You know wad? To those who think only hooligans wear slip-on sneakers and normal, decent people like me who wear slip-on sneakers are hooligans too, go fuck yourself, fuck ur parents, fuck ur grandparents...Oh wait, i forgot about ur ancestors, fuck them too!...like it or not, i'm gettin myself a pair of slip-on sneakers...they are so convenient to use! you don't have to waste ur time tying shoelaces...i perspire alot when i'm tying shoelaces...its a very time consuming and energy wasting thing to do...so, i wear footwear like pumps, flip-flops and soon-to-be-mine, slip-on sneakers. The 3mins i waste on tying shoes laces or putting on shoe buckles, i could have caught a bus in a nick of time...coz you know, u leave ur house earlier...
The other thing i wanted to buy was new specs...my current one looks abit weird. The colour is fading i think. The degree of my eyes have increased tremendously i think. Coz my eyes just randomly hurt, get headaches, i feel nauseous when i'm usin the com or watchin TV without my specs...sensitive to light too. Ok its not wad you think it is...some brain related disease. No. Definitely not. I know i'm having symptoms that would normally indicate some brain related medical problem but, I'm very sure my encephalus is fine. Anyway, I intend to get specs that look somethin like the pics below...
Maybe not too funky...simple yet, cool. Another thing i wanted to get was this sportswear.
Its meant for like jogging or wadeva you know. I wanted this coz everytime it rains i can't jog. Recently, ever since the holidays started, i have been goin to bedok reservoir to jog but, the unpredictable weather is a big hindrance to my healthy lifestyle. Sometimes, its so sunny and all of a sudden it rains...i'll be like WTF! I tht someone was sitting on the trees at Bedok Reservoir, spraying water at me coz the weather is so unpredictable! Or it looks like its gonna rain cats and dogs but, it doesn't. I get so pissed! I could have gone to Bedok Reservoir to jog. I felt so defeated. The bloody weather or mother nature is playin tricks on me. Well, Earth is sucha pussy! You suck Bitch. To think we even set a side a day to praise the beauty of Earth and mother nature. Earth Day. Fuck it. So, this sports wear could save me from gettin drenched in the rain if it ever rains while i'm jogging. It doesn't reveal ur bra colour too...you know when u got wet, ur bra is so visible. This sports wear saves me from embarrassment too...it looks damn stylish, don't you think? If i wore this, it would make me appear as a hard core sporty and fit gal...Whooo I like. I managed to persuade Prashanth to accompany me to Bugis tmr. He said i cld get the slip-on sneakers there. I don't know if i can trust him...it always turns out to be the opposite of what he said...crazy pig. I would probably dump him into some rubbish bin if i can't find what i want at Bugis. He's lighter and smaller than me, i think i can manage.
Today, i was so bored, i started spamming my frens' blogs...i spammed shena's, soo's, candy's and mag's tagboards..i saw my name all over their tagboards. I'm an attention seeking bastard. I felt so proud of myself...like my heart was fully contented. I think shena freaked out, she desperately tried to reply but, i kept spamming. Lol. I'm extremely sorry, i was that bored. Anyway, i have got few things that i really wanna buy...I wanna buy a pair of slip-on sneakers.
This is a slip-on sneakers. I have heard people said that usually Maads or wadeva you call them wear this kinda shoes. Maads in other words, the malay hooligans...you know like Ah bengs....each race have their own way of referring to gangsters. All i can say is, the hooligans didn't design this sneakers, its just that this kinda shoes are very fashionable to them and so, its very common to see them wearing slip-on sneakers. But, that doesn't mean this kinda shoes belong to them or you have to be a hooligan to wear these shoes. You know wad? To those who think only hooligans wear slip-on sneakers and normal, decent people like me who wear slip-on sneakers are hooligans too, go fuck yourself, fuck ur parents, fuck ur grandparents...Oh wait, i forgot about ur ancestors, fuck them too!...like it or not, i'm gettin myself a pair of slip-on sneakers...they are so convenient to use! you don't have to waste ur time tying shoelaces...i perspire alot when i'm tying shoelaces...its a very time consuming and energy wasting thing to do...so, i wear footwear like pumps, flip-flops and soon-to-be-mine, slip-on sneakers. The 3mins i waste on tying shoes laces or putting on shoe buckles, i could have caught a bus in a nick of time...coz you know, u leave ur house earlier...
The other thing i wanted to buy was new specs...my current one looks abit weird. The colour is fading i think. The degree of my eyes have increased tremendously i think. Coz my eyes just randomly hurt, get headaches, i feel nauseous when i'm usin the com or watchin TV without my specs...sensitive to light too. Ok its not wad you think it is...some brain related disease. No. Definitely not. I know i'm having symptoms that would normally indicate some brain related medical problem but, I'm very sure my encephalus is fine. Anyway, I intend to get specs that look somethin like the pics below...
Maybe not too funky...simple yet, cool. Another thing i wanted to get was this sportswear.
Its meant for like jogging or wadeva you know. I wanted this coz everytime it rains i can't jog. Recently, ever since the holidays started, i have been goin to bedok reservoir to jog but, the unpredictable weather is a big hindrance to my healthy lifestyle. Sometimes, its so sunny and all of a sudden it rains...i'll be like WTF! I tht someone was sitting on the trees at Bedok Reservoir, spraying water at me coz the weather is so unpredictable! Or it looks like its gonna rain cats and dogs but, it doesn't. I get so pissed! I could have gone to Bedok Reservoir to jog. I felt so defeated. The bloody weather or mother nature is playin tricks on me. Well, Earth is sucha pussy! You suck Bitch. To think we even set a side a day to praise the beauty of Earth and mother nature. Earth Day. Fuck it. So, this sports wear could save me from gettin drenched in the rain if it ever rains while i'm jogging. It doesn't reveal ur bra colour too...you know when u got wet, ur bra is so visible. This sports wear saves me from embarrassment too...it looks damn stylish, don't you think? If i wore this, it would make me appear as a hard core sporty and fit gal...Whooo I like. I managed to persuade Prashanth to accompany me to Bugis tmr. He said i cld get the slip-on sneakers there. I don't know if i can trust him...it always turns out to be the opposite of what he said...crazy pig. I would probably dump him into some rubbish bin if i can't find what i want at Bugis. He's lighter and smaller than me, i think i can manage.
Posted by Devi at, 10:48 PM.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Amazingly, my life was not at all that boring as i expected it to be for the past few days..It was actually quite eventful. I met up with my cousins on wednesday...we were slackin and chillin out at clarke quay. Walkin around aimlessly...don't ask me y. We met up again on Saturday, went to the Addidas sale at Expo...ok the Addidas sale at Expo was disastrous...ok let me tell you why. First of all, there wasn't a variety of stuff, up for sale..all they had were sports wear and shoes. I thought they would be sellin sports gadgets and other kinda stuff..it was quite depressing and pathetic. Secondly, the sale only lasted for 3 days which was absolutely absurd...everyone was rushing for the bloody sale like there was no tomorrow and some people didn't even get a chance to go into the hall coz the bloody queue was so long and miserable. It was like some stampede...seriously. If they had lengthen the duration of the sale, maybe people wouldn't have rushed and behaved like uncivilised barbarians...there would have been more time and the size of the crowd might have reduced...but then again, S'poreans being the most uncivilised and discourteous people to have ever set foot upon this earth, anything could have happened. Lastly, the way S'poreans behaved at the sale..my god. I could have just gone on a killing spree instead of a shopping spree. Samples of the Addidas shoes were put on display for people to choose the ones they like, then they are suppose to seek the help of a sales personnel to get the size they want...their stock of shoes weren't on display...they were within out of bounced areas which only sales personnels can access...So, S'poreans being kiasu, were all crowding around, shoving each other and fighting to get attended first...Seriously, screw them all! I don't understand...they think this is like a life and death situation or like winning a lottery...the first one who gets attended to by a sales personnel wins a million dollars or escapes the death sentence...i couldn't even get to the booth...they were elbowing us in the face and this stupid lady elbowed me in the boobs...so pain la! some even stared at us like they were gonna bash us up if we made one step closer to the booth. I'm not being racist but, i realised most of them who were behaving like uncivilised barbarians were the chinese. I am NOT at all trying to be racist...its just the fact...plain truth. The chinese were the ones running to be first in the queue...shoving people around and yelling like it was some auction. There was this chinese lady fighting with the usher becoz he wouldn't let her in. They let in groups of people one at a time so that the hall wouldn't be fuckin crowded...this woman got pissed coz she got cut out from the group which went in first...she was in the group that was gonna go in next...all she had to do was wait a while but, she couldn't...i guess she thought all the things up for sale were gonna disintegrate or somethin...crazy people. I gave up shopping after a while and left the place without buyin anything.
My whole plan to have fun with my cousins backfired last night...at around 3am. We received a call saying that my granduncle passed away. Well done. Of all the days you could have died, you had to die today and spoil all our fun? My cousins had to leave my house earlier coz we had to go and mourn for my granduncle's death. Wadeva man. The funeral is gonna take place tmr. My plans for Monday got washed down the drain as well. Can things get any better? So, all my relatives are expected to mourn till tmr afternoon. LOL. Can u imagine? As usual, my grandmother and grandaunts were all mourning and crying at random intervals. Mourning is a very exhausting thing to do you know. You need breaks in between. So, all the old hags were weeping at random intervals...i swear to god, i think they have some secret code you know...like when to cry and when to stop. When one of them cries, all of them do and then, they all stop crying at the same time...very synchronised. I wonder are they really crying coz they lost a loved one or they're crying coz they're so afraid one of them might be the next one to go? I kinda had a bet with my sis...which old hag will be the next to go...Hmmm, i think its one of my grandaunt..i hate that bitch. Indian funerals are so cliche...you would probably laugh your heads off watching the oldies mourn. I awkwardly laughed loud today when everyone was mourning...everyone just stared at me like i was some stone-hearted or sadistic bitch. Maybe i am. My siblings and i decided that it wasn't a good idea staying in the house so, we went to 7-11 and got ourselves some snacks and drinks. We were just happily eating and chatting away...we even took some pics. This weirdo is my brother....
My whole plan to have fun with my cousins backfired last night...at around 3am. We received a call saying that my granduncle passed away. Well done. Of all the days you could have died, you had to die today and spoil all our fun? My cousins had to leave my house earlier coz we had to go and mourn for my granduncle's death. Wadeva man. The funeral is gonna take place tmr. My plans for Monday got washed down the drain as well. Can things get any better? So, all my relatives are expected to mourn till tmr afternoon. LOL. Can u imagine? As usual, my grandmother and grandaunts were all mourning and crying at random intervals. Mourning is a very exhausting thing to do you know. You need breaks in between. So, all the old hags were weeping at random intervals...i swear to god, i think they have some secret code you know...like when to cry and when to stop. When one of them cries, all of them do and then, they all stop crying at the same time...very synchronised. I wonder are they really crying coz they lost a loved one or they're crying coz they're so afraid one of them might be the next one to go? I kinda had a bet with my sis...which old hag will be the next to go...Hmmm, i think its one of my grandaunt..i hate that bitch. Indian funerals are so cliche...you would probably laugh your heads off watching the oldies mourn. I awkwardly laughed loud today when everyone was mourning...everyone just stared at me like i was some stone-hearted or sadistic bitch. Maybe i am. My siblings and i decided that it wasn't a good idea staying in the house so, we went to 7-11 and got ourselves some snacks and drinks. We were just happily eating and chatting away...we even took some pics. This weirdo is my brother....
Posted by Devi at, 10:54 PM.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
I'm so exhausted...my body has been freakin overworked man! My mum...ok i shall call her The Woman or maybe Mrs pain-in-the-ass. Mrs pain-in-the-ass sounds beta...Alright, Mrs pain-in-the-ass has been goin around and tellin everyone that i haven't been helping her much ever since she got out of hospital and she's been so sour and cranky all the time...naggin and snappin at me for no apparent reason. She had no guts to tell me off in the face but, she had the cheek to talk behind my back and indirectly tell me that i wasn't doing my job as the 'FOC maid'.Truthfully speakin, i have been helping her ALOT...i'm not being bias and defending myself here alright but, its true! I think i helped her alot...I did wadeva she asked me to do...like run errands for her, go down to the shop and buy groceries or wadeva fuckin shit. I live in a HDB Executive Mansionette ok...She practically made me vacuum and mop the whole house within a day..can u imagine how tiring that is? My energy gets drained out or consumed at the end of the day...sometimes i'm so freakin exhausted, i just doze off without realising...Despite being overworked, i didn't complain nor pull a long face. Mrs pain-in-the-ass is never satisfied, she thinks i'm a freakin robot and she doesn't appreciate my help any bit. I don't expect her to thank me coz the person i'm helping is my mother and she's recovering after a major op. So, i understand but, the least she could do is keep her god damn mouth shut for god's sake.
Back to me being totally exhausted today...to shut my mum's stink hole, i did all the household chores without even waiting for her to tell me to do so or start complaining. I made sure she didn't had to do any chores except cooking...I spent nearly 3hrs doin all the chores like vacuuming and mopping the whole house. She was starin at me like i was gonna hit her hard on the head with the mop anytime soon....she didn't even dare talk to me coz obviously she knew i was so bloody pissed with her...When she finally thought i had cooled down, she tried talkin to me and amazingly she was tryin to be nice to me...i could have just drilled burr holes into her skull and suck out her brain with a vacuum cleaner...so much for operating on her brain. She was suppose to get beta not become insane. Can mothers be put up for adoption?
Thank god we are meeting up with our cousins tmr...somethin to look forward to after all i have been through. Mrs pain in the ass is evolving into Mrs excruciating pain in the ass...is there even such an idiom?
Back to me being totally exhausted today...to shut my mum's stink hole, i did all the household chores without even waiting for her to tell me to do so or start complaining. I made sure she didn't had to do any chores except cooking...I spent nearly 3hrs doin all the chores like vacuuming and mopping the whole house. She was starin at me like i was gonna hit her hard on the head with the mop anytime soon....she didn't even dare talk to me coz obviously she knew i was so bloody pissed with her...When she finally thought i had cooled down, she tried talkin to me and amazingly she was tryin to be nice to me...i could have just drilled burr holes into her skull and suck out her brain with a vacuum cleaner...so much for operating on her brain. She was suppose to get beta not become insane. Can mothers be put up for adoption?
Thank god we are meeting up with our cousins tmr...somethin to look forward to after all i have been through. Mrs pain in the ass is evolving into Mrs excruciating pain in the ass...is there even such an idiom?
Posted by Devi at, 7:54 PM.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Ok i have alot of things to blog about but, i don't know where to start. Let's start with me going to the polyclinic to get my eyes checked...rmb i said my eyes were giving me problems? Yea i went to get my eyes checked...the doc referred me to national skin centre. Apparently, the blood vessels around my eyes might be damaged so, i might need to go for laser treatment or take oral meds. Not too sure abt the treatment part coz i haven't gone for the consultation yet. The consultation is on the 7th of April. Lets just hope for the best. Since Shena had an appointment at the polyclinic as well, i decided to go tag along and get my eyes checked too. Atleast there's someone to fool around with while waiting for our turns...you know how long u have to wait at polyclinics rite? long miserable hours but, today was amazingly fast. After we were done at the polyclinic, we went to have breakfast...2 egg pratas...damn shiok! So typical of us.
Another thing i wanted to blog about is Watchmen. I watched the movie Watchmen on Saturday. Bumped into Sila and Shafiq before the movie at Tampines Mall....sucha small world. ok wadeva. So the movie wasn't what i expected it to be. It was really nice...the violence, the stunts and the graphics were super cool but, the movie started to get abit draggy and confusing after some time. Its a very complex comic. You guys should watch movies like The Reader, Milk, The Wrestler, Frost Nixon, Changeling, The Visitor, Rachel Getting Married, Doubt...these movies are very Artsy-Futsy...So, i dunnoe if u guys would like it but, they are really, really good movies.
Yesterday i said i would post pics of the lunatic old man's 'mosquito breeding pond'. Well, here it is...
I just realised that i din actually had much to blog about as i said at the start of my post. I tht i did had alot of things to blog about. I think i forgot what i wanted to blog about. Oh Crap. Anyway, my dad's bloody pond and mini jungle sucks big time. So, PLS DO NOT GIVE COMPLIMENTS REGARDING THE 'MOSQUITO BREEDING' POND AND MINI JUNGLE...I ONLY ACCEPT CRUDE CRITICISMS...
Another thing i wanted to blog about is Watchmen. I watched the movie Watchmen on Saturday. Bumped into Sila and Shafiq before the movie at Tampines Mall....sucha small world. ok wadeva. So the movie wasn't what i expected it to be. It was really nice...the violence, the stunts and the graphics were super cool but, the movie started to get abit draggy and confusing after some time. Its a very complex comic. You guys should watch movies like The Reader, Milk, The Wrestler, Frost Nixon, Changeling, The Visitor, Rachel Getting Married, Doubt...these movies are very Artsy-Futsy...So, i dunnoe if u guys would like it but, they are really, really good movies.
Yesterday i said i would post pics of the lunatic old man's 'mosquito breeding pond'. Well, here it is...
I just realised that i din actually had much to blog about as i said at the start of my post. I tht i did had alot of things to blog about. I think i forgot what i wanted to blog about. Oh Crap. Anyway, my dad's bloody pond and mini jungle sucks big time. So, PLS DO NOT GIVE COMPLIMENTS REGARDING THE 'MOSQUITO BREEDING' POND AND MINI JUNGLE...I ONLY ACCEPT CRUDE CRITICISMS...
Posted by Devi at, 11:52 PM.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Today, my dad wanted to buy fishes for his little 'mosquito breeding' pond...yes, pond. Can u believe it? We have a fuckin pond in our HDB house. The crazy old man bought a cemented container and made it into pond...to go along with his little forest in our balcony. The bloody pond is infested with mosquitoes so, he decided to buy fishes coz fishes would feed on them. I swear to god, i think i'm gonna die out of dengue one fine day.
Anyway, we went to this fish farm located at lim chu kang. Ok, this whole lim chu kang area looks super rural...but, they have very interesting places...like the lim chu kang cemetry, been there once. Super cool. They even have a jewish cemetery..how cool is that? They have all kinda farms there and all kinda factories. Extremey huge area with all kinda interesting places to go to. The whole area looks creepy and deserted but, cool place to walk around or to venture. Back to the fishes, my dad bought a couple of fishes and some coy fishes...i'll take a pic of the bloody pond and post it on my blog tmr.
We also went to the plant nursery...my dad wanted to buy some plants to add on to his little jungle in our balcony. My cousins and i were just fooling around when we came across this barrel filled with little jelly-like balls. They were in different colours. They look so cute...you know like little colourful jelly-like balls...u just feel like bouncing them around. I thought it was just some fertiliser that happens to look cute and appealing. Well, they're not fertilisers nor are they lil toy balls. My cousin said they are 'water babies'. The first thing that came into my mind was WTF? According to my cousin, water babies can multiply or replicate like amoeba when its placed in water. I don't know if they're living things or not. They also expand in size when placed in water. I did some research online but, this random person stated that WaterBabies are odorless white water-absorbing polymers that absorb and hold water. The thing is, if it is really just a mere water absorbing polymer, how come it multiplies? Water babies bought from science centre are the original ones and the original ones can actually replicate. So, i'm confused. Are they living things that reproduce through a process called fission like amoebas? or are they really just some water absorbing polymer? Hmmm...weird stuff. Quite retarded also. don't you think? Ironically i stole 3 water babies for myself...The moment i got home, i put my little 3 babies into a water bottle and filled it up with water...They are growing bigger! they haven't replicate yet...maybe its not the original ones. Anyway, here's a pic of the so called water babies..they are not mine. some random pic i found online. i'll post a pic of my little water babies tmr.
Anyway, we went to this fish farm located at lim chu kang. Ok, this whole lim chu kang area looks super rural...but, they have very interesting places...like the lim chu kang cemetry, been there once. Super cool. They even have a jewish cemetery..how cool is that? They have all kinda farms there and all kinda factories. Extremey huge area with all kinda interesting places to go to. The whole area looks creepy and deserted but, cool place to walk around or to venture. Back to the fishes, my dad bought a couple of fishes and some coy fishes...i'll take a pic of the bloody pond and post it on my blog tmr.
We also went to the plant nursery...my dad wanted to buy some plants to add on to his little jungle in our balcony. My cousins and i were just fooling around when we came across this barrel filled with little jelly-like balls. They were in different colours. They look so cute...you know like little colourful jelly-like balls...u just feel like bouncing them around. I thought it was just some fertiliser that happens to look cute and appealing. Well, they're not fertilisers nor are they lil toy balls. My cousin said they are 'water babies'. The first thing that came into my mind was WTF? According to my cousin, water babies can multiply or replicate like amoeba when its placed in water. I don't know if they're living things or not. They also expand in size when placed in water. I did some research online but, this random person stated that WaterBabies are odorless white water-absorbing polymers that absorb and hold water. The thing is, if it is really just a mere water absorbing polymer, how come it multiplies? Water babies bought from science centre are the original ones and the original ones can actually replicate. So, i'm confused. Are they living things that reproduce through a process called fission like amoebas? or are they really just some water absorbing polymer? Hmmm...weird stuff. Quite retarded also. don't you think? Ironically i stole 3 water babies for myself...The moment i got home, i put my little 3 babies into a water bottle and filled it up with water...They are growing bigger! they haven't replicate yet...maybe its not the original ones. Anyway, here's a pic of the so called water babies..they are not mine. some random pic i found online. i'll post a pic of my little water babies tmr.
Posted by Devi at, 10:18 PM.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Alright i'm back to blog again...somethin's wrong with my brain. I think i have Intracerebral Myiasis...I get random severe headaches, i get agitated for the slightest reasons, i've thoughts of killin my mum coz she didn't wanna go to tampines mall with me and i nearly grabbed my com and hurl it at the window becoz the internet connection was screwed up...Oh dear god, help me...pls? Maybe its the boredom again.
Then there's another problem, with my eyes. I think my eyesight is gettin from bad to worse coz like i said, i've been having random severe headaches, my eyes are sensitive to glaring light...my eyes start to hurt badly, like an aching feeling.When that happens, i get mild headache. The pain radiates from my eyes to my head. WTF? I checked online...there were a few possible reasons. It could be some eye disease or infection or inflammation , meningitis, severe migraine, encephalitis and it goes on and on. Then, i saw another word that appeared in the list...RABIES. Ya right i've Rabies..So, my dear frens, pls stay away from me and approach me with caution if you're left with no choice...i suggest u bring a hockey stick with u if you think you might bump into me in public areas. With all due respect, i do cherish your friendship but, i just can't be a danger to your lives. Here are some of the signs and symptoms of Rabies that i actually have...its stated that these sypmtoms are warning signs of Rabies. So, Good luck!
-Flu
-paranoia
-confusion
-agitation
-severe headaches
-photophobia
-abnormal behaviour
Hope i didn't scare u guys too much. Anyway, i'm supposed to list the few words or phrases that describe Jazz music to me. So, here it is...
- First on the list, Orgasmic (metaphorically speaking)
-Epiphany
-Bondage
-Bliss or Elation
-Vintage Wine
-Individuality
-Breaking boundaries
-Intellectual Freedom
-Ecstasy
-Whip cream on my starbucks drink
-Tip of the iceburg
-Revolutionary
-Artistic
-Tranquilizing
Oh man, the list could go and on. Suddenly i feel hungary...i think i'll go n eat maggie mee. Toodles!
Then there's another problem, with my eyes. I think my eyesight is gettin from bad to worse coz like i said, i've been having random severe headaches, my eyes are sensitive to glaring light...my eyes start to hurt badly, like an aching feeling.When that happens, i get mild headache. The pain radiates from my eyes to my head. WTF? I checked online...there were a few possible reasons. It could be some eye disease or infection or inflammation , meningitis, severe migraine, encephalitis and it goes on and on. Then, i saw another word that appeared in the list...RABIES. Ya right i've Rabies..So, my dear frens, pls stay away from me and approach me with caution if you're left with no choice...i suggest u bring a hockey stick with u if you think you might bump into me in public areas. With all due respect, i do cherish your friendship but, i just can't be a danger to your lives. Here are some of the signs and symptoms of Rabies that i actually have...its stated that these sypmtoms are warning signs of Rabies. So, Good luck!
-Flu
-paranoia
-confusion
-agitation
-severe headaches
-photophobia
-abnormal behaviour
Hope i didn't scare u guys too much. Anyway, i'm supposed to list the few words or phrases that describe Jazz music to me. So, here it is...
- First on the list, Orgasmic (metaphorically speaking)
-Epiphany
-Bondage
-Bliss or Elation
-Vintage Wine
-Individuality
-Breaking boundaries
-Intellectual Freedom
-Ecstasy
-Whip cream on my starbucks drink
-Tip of the iceburg
-Revolutionary
-Artistic
-Tranquilizing
Oh man, the list could go and on. Suddenly i feel hungary...i think i'll go n eat maggie mee. Toodles!
Posted by Devi at, 12:01 PM.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Ok i just realised that there was an error in my previous post. Its stated that i posted it at 6.28am...WTF! who blogs at that time? Definitely not me...i posted it at about 11pm last nite...i remember! My bloody blog is tryin to play tricks on me...Hopefully my blog isn't haunted. Do you think i'm goin nuts? Must be the boredom and the long hours spent at home.
I added a music player to my blog...the genre of all the songs on my music player are 99% jazz and soul...you know i adore jazz and soul too much. My sincere apologies to all those who hate jazz...all i can say is fuck off and don't read my blog if u hate jazz or just try to love the music man. So many words to describe Jazz and one of which is orgasmic. Ok not literally! Orgasmic as in metaphorically. Get it? I'll list down the words and phrases that describe jazz music to me, tmr. Not today coz i need somethin to blog about tmr. So for now, enjoy jazzy songs sung by Adele and Amy Winehouse...C ya!
I added a music player to my blog...the genre of all the songs on my music player are 99% jazz and soul...you know i adore jazz and soul too much. My sincere apologies to all those who hate jazz...all i can say is fuck off and don't read my blog if u hate jazz or just try to love the music man. So many words to describe Jazz and one of which is orgasmic. Ok not literally! Orgasmic as in metaphorically. Get it? I'll list down the words and phrases that describe jazz music to me, tmr. Not today coz i need somethin to blog about tmr. So for now, enjoy jazzy songs sung by Adele and Amy Winehouse...C ya!
Posted by Devi at, 9:21 PM.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Finally after much persuasion from frens, i've created a new blog...stopped bloggin like couple of months back becoz
1. I had no life
2. I was so god damn lazy to update my blog
3. I was too busy and stressed out by the exams and clinical attachments
4. I didn't actually believe that people would read my blog...who would wanna read about my boring life?
Anyway, Shena gave me a reason to create a new blog...according to her, i should create a blog so that i would have somethin to do when i'm bored. She's got a point. I feel like i'm updating myself about how boring my life is. Oh well. I kinda like my blog skin, took me hours to find a good one and i almost gave up...then, i came across this blog skin. I wonder whether i really like this blog skin or i just picked this one coz i couldn't find a skin dat captivates me so, just pick one and get on with it...i don't know. I've issues.
Anyway, PRCP's ended like over a month ago. I feel so weird. I feel like i just started 1st year in nursing and in a blink of an eye, i'm gonna start workin as a SN in April and i'm gonna graduate in May. The most weirdest part was that i didn't feel as excited as i thought i would be on my last day of PRCP...it wasn't an exhilarating experience, it was like any other day at work. So now, i'm having my 3months holidays! Half way through the hols already...i'm able to do many things that i couldn't do before my holidays. I'm able to,
-slack my butt off for as long as i want
-sleep like a pig for long hours
-watch many movies, esp the 2009 oscar movies
-spend more time with my hamsters. Luv those little fur balls, sounds wrong but, yea...I think they hate me though...i bought them a new, freakin big cage. Hopefully, they'll stop hating me.
-quarrel with my mum
-hang out with my frens more often
-read books (go read jodi picoult's new book, Handle with care...good stuff)
-exercise (tryin to reduce my weight before i collect my uniform but, i don't think i'll succeed)
-go on a diet (my diet is all cocked up)
-stare into blank space or at the wall
-play games
-think of random stuff, goes on and on
I couldn't do all this when i was on my 3mths attachment. All i did was work, study, eat, shit, bathe and eat.
ok random stuff...My eyes are starting to hurt alot when i stare at the computer for too long...its like a very uncomfortable and aching feeling...to the point that i've to give up surfing the net and just switch off the com. Gosh i think i should get my eyes checked. or maybe my eye degree increased...i need new specs! Anyway, will update my blog tmr...maybe. Good nite.
1. I had no life
2. I was so god damn lazy to update my blog
3. I was too busy and stressed out by the exams and clinical attachments
4. I didn't actually believe that people would read my blog...who would wanna read about my boring life?
Anyway, Shena gave me a reason to create a new blog...according to her, i should create a blog so that i would have somethin to do when i'm bored. She's got a point. I feel like i'm updating myself about how boring my life is. Oh well. I kinda like my blog skin, took me hours to find a good one and i almost gave up...then, i came across this blog skin. I wonder whether i really like this blog skin or i just picked this one coz i couldn't find a skin dat captivates me so, just pick one and get on with it...i don't know. I've issues.
Anyway, PRCP's ended like over a month ago. I feel so weird. I feel like i just started 1st year in nursing and in a blink of an eye, i'm gonna start workin as a SN in April and i'm gonna graduate in May. The most weirdest part was that i didn't feel as excited as i thought i would be on my last day of PRCP...it wasn't an exhilarating experience, it was like any other day at work. So now, i'm having my 3months holidays! Half way through the hols already...i'm able to do many things that i couldn't do before my holidays. I'm able to,
-slack my butt off for as long as i want
-sleep like a pig for long hours
-watch many movies, esp the 2009 oscar movies
-spend more time with my hamsters. Luv those little fur balls, sounds wrong but, yea...I think they hate me though...i bought them a new, freakin big cage. Hopefully, they'll stop hating me.
-quarrel with my mum
-hang out with my frens more often
-read books (go read jodi picoult's new book, Handle with care...good stuff)
-exercise (tryin to reduce my weight before i collect my uniform but, i don't think i'll succeed)
-go on a diet (my diet is all cocked up)
-stare into blank space or at the wall
-play games
-think of random stuff, goes on and on
I couldn't do all this when i was on my 3mths attachment. All i did was work, study, eat, shit, bathe and eat.
ok random stuff...My eyes are starting to hurt alot when i stare at the computer for too long...its like a very uncomfortable and aching feeling...to the point that i've to give up surfing the net and just switch off the com. Gosh i think i should get my eyes checked. or maybe my eye degree increased...i need new specs! Anyway, will update my blog tmr...maybe. Good nite.
Posted by Devi at, 6:28 AM.
