happy bird

Had a formidable birthday this year. Nope, i didn't do anything on the 12th, all thanks to whoever. No make up or belated or what shit, i regret chiong-ing to buy your stupid cake now. But yes, i celebrated it without clubbing or drinking. I did it the 'normal-people-way', which is had eating to my heart's fill and some catching up. As much as i find it a crap excuse to wear a dress, but i still wore one in the end. I WORE A DRESS! haha.

checkered with handwritten card from ♥Jess


jumbo Pluto plush frm ♥Weiyi
(it's much bigger than the pink rabbit)


Definately a very unforgettable birthday ending with a slice of mango cake from zheyang. Major love for Abdul Zheyang and his slice of cake with a candle we couldn't light. Haha.

the ♥ mango cake which shocked me TTM



Thank you to those who sent your lovely wishes via text, fb, twitter. And of course the your other lovely presents. Didn't take photos la, was alrdy feeling lazy to blog all this out.
anyways, LOVE YOU ALL TTM (:


AND! What's with everyone and their POPs, block leave and recee course. Dang! I just got to knw i have friends from 1 and 3Guards ): i can never forget how much i used to detest going all the way back from bedok but i'm actually missing it now. FML. Side note, pple riding Kawasaki shld stop using the red Fiat paintwork! CCB. Use blue or other weird colours, i don't care. Stop scaring the shit of me. Nearly killed at traffic junctions innumerable times alrdy.

Lagi potong steam. Going back to zzz nao! Bye.

Indulgence

Accompanied mumsy to Queensway to collect her specs. Then to Alexandra Village for bah kut teh dinner. Had my strawberry milk! (: that's cheap hawker food with major loves. Poor mumsy, she's dwn with stomach flu so she couldn't share our joy wolfing the heavenly food with us.

Ikea for dessert and meatballs, of cos some shopping.



satisfying tummy :D


i say, we don't look alike at all.

My buzzing week

Work is making me a piece of shit. I work and work non-stop, and i'm going on a off day on sunday since i started on friday. Which idiotic turf works for 9 days straight, drinks bubbletea on every work day! And my DM cheated, she wrote 2200hrs on my timesheet on one of the days last week when i counted my stupid effing money til 2300hrs! So, i've decided to write the timesheet MYSELF from this week on.

They scheduled me to work for 44hrs exact each week. Meaning any turf customer decides to walk abit slower and grab more bird things into their basket or trolley, i have to leave later and i get OT hours! (walao, i sound so despo clocking in OT hours. haha) Neh-mind. Starting nxt week, imma working 5 days a week.

Ytd was out outlet's one year old birthday! All staff got to enjoy catered buffet lunch (: and the food was super duber nice. Colleague were such sweets, packed one super big portion for me to bring hme after work. That's one of the pros when u work with a store with overwhelming mummies and aunties. The cons comes in when they force u to eat more than my effing tummy can contain cos apparently 'i'm too skinny, the wind might blow me away someday'. lolol

Last second day of work before my precious two days off days and my last teen birdday ): imma so going to be rich nxt week. Pow!

Since the 14/11 post, i've been dying to take a nice photo. But apparently, there's still something wrong with my eyes that i can't fix.

chiang chiang chiang!


My best effort to make my big small eye not so obvious. Fart, it's still obvious la. Shall practise and try harder before birthday. No intentions to spoil photos with ♥s. But still very anticipating my last teen birthday and xmas to come fast. I miss my girls and zy ):

unorthodox

3rd, Thursday: Ran in the rain and fell. My right elbow and hip has wounds ): my elbow kept bleeding non-stop tho i plastered it, my new hoodie was still blood-stained.



I realised i always injure myself on the right.
Right shin has a hole from falling off my cousin's pick up, right inner knee cap has a fugly burnt mark. Now my right elbow and hip is going to leave scars on. I need surgery to remove all my scars, badly. Haha.


5th, Saturday: Watched New Moon with yang after work.



I felt so cheated watching it. Mayb i suck, but i couldn't even pick out the climax of the show until i left the cinema yanking abt it. Overall, i paid 10bux to watch a pretty Kristen Stewart in only two scenes ): and i really liked Jacob more this.

Had Yakun supper and my favourite Rockery hazelnut bubbletea. Tho we went home much later than we're suppose to, but the late night toast and bubbletea was totally worth it!

And i found out that my PSP is spoilt when i tried to play it on the train ): i shld really get a DS alrdy.


Today: Work is really freaking the hell out of me.

I jus saw 卓文萱 on Taiwan's 12/09 FHM as a cover girl.



Burst out laughing when i scrolled dwn to the reader's comments section. This particular reader actually looks like a botak Weesing wearing a cap. Not i like i've seen it before, but his face totally resembles Weesing TTM. Go google her offical blog and see it urself, i swear they really look alike.

Work is insane. The crowds and the pple over there. Who gets free drinks everyday? From 3-in-1 coffee mix then to Milo, and ytd was starbucks. Mayb i'll get Coffeebean today. Haha.

Straight through my heart

♥
i thought i moved more than on

Caught Ninja Assassin with yang ytd.



Yes, Rain was hot and the storyline was quite nice. But not really my kind of movie tho, too much body parts being chopped off and blood scenes. Not a bad show, but personally, i can't take it.

There's no New Moon sneaks ytd, so we watched Ninja Assassin instead. He was late and he gets to choose watch movie to watch, see, i am such a good friend. So now i have to wait patiently for goat's test to end so we can celebrate and watch New Moon! Only 10 more days to the 12th! :D Taunt!

I'm eating alot more than my usual food since my major crash some time ago, when i'm with yang. Which is good, i'm gaining my lost body mass back. I mean my healthy body mass. Body mass has got nth to do with legs, i swear. My legs don't determine my weight, so stop telling me i'm mother-effing skinny cos my legs looks like chopsticks.

Short post. I'm actually refraining myself from typing anymore into a space i used to call mine.
Maybe somethings should have been superficial, but i crossed over the boarder.