Sunday, August 29, 2004

lesson #38: boys, listen up!

"You look great today!" should be the first thing that comes out of a guy's mouth when he meets his girlfriend. Other acceptable greetings are under the variation of "goodness, you look amazing!" or "wow! That's one sexy outfit!" - the words should be said only after a compulsory top-to-toe scan of the girl lasting for at least 5 seconds.


Geekout was quite fantastic. It started off slow; I met my OG at Great World's Macs and we talked for a while. When we finally made a move, there was already a long queue snaking all the way back near the river. And then N was late, and then he forgot to bring his identification. Woo-hoo! And then they had to open up Phuture side and let guys in at $12 a pop. What the...


Such petty annoyances aside, it was a great night mostly because of the people there. I saw so many people I know; seems like the whole world has congregated at Zouk despite the bad, badder, baddest music. There was my OG, and there were Timmo, Sherrina, Yixin, my LTB TA Alexis, even Sze Khing and Alvin from NJ! Alvin looked pretty smart actually... his friends are VERY cute, too.


Didn't drink much, but danced a lot. Started off at the platform with Jonny from OG, and then with N after he'd finished drinking his beer. At that time the dance floor was pitiful so we had quite a lot of attention. People were mostly just standing around, not grooving at all. Did I mention the music sucked?


Too bad the Bitch Club wasn't there - it would've been more fun! There were so many cute guys to look at... tsk tsk. Jing and Mag, you're missing out!


The only tiny disruption was another slight quarrel with N. He was not happy being my "phone bitch"; he had had to keep my phone as my black pants didn't have pockets. He said I was neglecting him and preferring to dance with other people. And then he was also not happy that my guy friends kept on sending SMSes and looking for me.


But it's all good. I came over today and he helped me with schoolwork on transformational leadership. Also watched Sex and the City which was hilarious.

Friday, August 27, 2004

lesson #14: your inner well-being is dependent on external factors, such as chocolates

Slept at 2 am again yesterday (or should I say, earlier this morning?) thanks to Timmo, a guy from my LTB group. He is so crappy! We just kept talking crap on MSN for hours.


Going to finally meet Rachel today. I'm excited at the prospect of shopping... I need new smoky eyeshadows. We're long overdue for a natty girl chat, too. Now that B is finally out of our way, I hope we can be closer than before. Rach was my bestest friend in JC, we could've been attached at the hips. I still remember those first few months of hilarity, fun and laughter - we just kept laughing and couldn't stop. Ahhh... girl friends. Every girl needs one in this sad, complex world.


Before my shopping expedition I have to go to Yuan Ching first. Yup, going to revisit my dance community service kids. Actually I'm kinda lazy to go there, because I know that the fact that they have been training with neither me nor Jun around will result in something disastrous. I'm just not ready to see it. My heart doth grieve upon 'ere sight. Or something.


Speaking of Jun, she asked me during Stats class if anything was wrong. When I enquired why she suddenly asked that, she answered, "Dunno, you just have this sort of... aura."


Eh?


Maybe I do have an aura and she just interpreted it negatively. I've just had a chat with my crush before the class. I had also spent two hours in the library (my very first time stepping inside - it was an eye-opener) reading my financial accounting text which turned out to be pretty bloody interesting. My flirting capacities are back, for better or for worse, and my schoolwork is right on track.


Or maybe, she sensed this:



My wardrobe. Relatively mild compared to its state today after I'd finished searching for an outfit to wear for Geekout.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

lesson #82: a picture is worth a thousand words, but sometimes you get discounts

Photos from yesterday's breakfast summit at Delifrance. We were supposed to meet at 8, but both me and Felicia were quite extremely late... sorry Fio! Breakfast lasted til round 9.30 am, then I had to make a move for school. Boooh... But not my fault that Fio's only in Singapore for less than a day.



Me, Fio and Felicia modelling for hair re-growth advertisement



The Smirking Guest From Seattle & Fel



This is just wrong, people...



The abuse continues... my nails look nice here. Hehe.



Straw sticking into Fio's nose. Does that tickle?



Finally, a normal pose.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

lesson #50: things I realize today

1. My nails are so long, I almost cut my lip with one of them.
2. I have not been on a proper date for weeks.
3. Nowadays, the SMSes I send are boring, with no hint of flirtiness in them.
4. My toes are overdue for a pedicure.
5. I haven't managed to open (not to mention read) the magazine which I purchased last weekend.
6. I have spent far too much time surfing the Net when I could be doing something more productive.
7. S has stopped talking to me ever since I asked him to just be friends. I tried to talk to him on MSN, but the conversation always grinds to a halt.
8. I have not been training my abs.
9. N always tries to make me feel guilty for things I shouldn't be feeling guilty about, like prioritizing schoolwork and dance over him.
10. I have a slight crush on a guy at SMU. He has all the same classes as me.
11. I still have not made any good friends at school, merely flitting from one group to another like a lonely social butterfly.
12. I have been sleeping late every single night for the past few weeks, which might be why my skin is so bad nowadays.
13. I seem to always have readings to read every night.

Monday, August 23, 2004

lesson #76: dancing may release your inner bitch

Went for Eurhythmix's trial class today. So fun! It was a cheap dance lesson, and any cheap dance lessons are fun! Wish had learn more eights, though. I also saw a lot of people who can dance well. Competition alert! I don't know why, but everytime I'm surrounded by dancers my claws come up. I'll keep on thinking, 'Are they good? Are they better than me? No. They cannot be better than me! I've got to be better than them!!'


A slight psychotic behaviour display.


Of course being surrounded by good dancers make me want to prove myself more. I'll double up my effort in the hope of standing out. But I do hope I can stop thinking of other dancers this way, because a dance performance is a team effort and I can't keep wanting to be the one who shines. Although I wouldn't mind being center stage. Tee-hee.


Aaaanyway... shall aim to be friendly and not shoot anyone bitchy looks. Was quite friendly just now, hopefully, but I know I can reach out more.


Collected my beige bag today (yes! Finally!) - at first when I came to the shop it wasn't on display anymore. So I asked the sales assistant about it, and she searched and found one last piece, but it was in khaki. So I asked her if they still have stock for the beige version. She made a few calls, and said the bag will be transported to the shop in a couple of days if I made an order. That was a couple of days ago.... and now it's mine! Mine mine mine! MWAHAHAHAHA!


Another slight psychotic behaviour display...

Sunday, August 22, 2004

lesson #83: just let all your emotions run free

I know it's hard when you're feeling down
To lift your feet up off the ground
We make mistakes but doesn't everybody
You don't always have to agree
With someone like me
That's the way it should be
Someone like me


-- Someone Like Me (Atomic Kitten)


That little caption at the end should save me from being accused of plagiarism. They're mad about those stuff in school. But I digress. I think it's a great song. Or does it classify under 'jingle'? It's very very short for a song... Anyway, nice lyrics. Like, hey, you don't always have to agree with me, we can have differing views without getting into explosive arguments. You know why? 'Cos that's the way it should beeeeeee.


N and I had a little falling-out today. He slammed his fist onto the wall along Wisma Atria underpass and I walked out on him.


Needless to say, we were lovey-dovey afterwards, after we've gone through The Incident a couple of times. Dissected it bit by bit like a quivering live frog under a biology experiment. Not that I've ever taken biology. Anyway, he helped me with my class participation background memo thingummy. I laid down all the points I want to make across, and he made a funny little poem out of them.

Saturday, August 21, 2004

lesson #91: wake up, smell the coffee, gulp it down

S&#@. My LTB group is lagging behind for our comm service project (we've only been at it for a week, and haven't got anything done, but apparently all the other groups are really productive and have got started on work right away). I have to buck up! I have to slap myself and wake up!


Also have not done class participation memo.


Ack!

Friday, August 20, 2004

lesson #33: hungover wisdoms

It has come to my realization that I'll need my laptop badly during Stats class. Either my laptop, or a PS2, or a very amusing comedienne... I made some more new friends in that class yesterday, though. One of them I saw again at night, at Ignite. He reminds me of M so much, I have to blink twice everytime I see him (oooh - did I tell you of that time when M...? Never mind. A story for another time).


Speaking of Ignite, it started off very lamely. They were forcing the people who came early (including the Bitch Club) to go play a lame game reminiscent of orientation days. It's supposed to widen your social circle and encourage girls to go find their matching guys, or something. Doesn't really make much sense but... whatever...


Me, Jing and Mag were just sitting on one of the VIP couches with legs crossed and bitchy poses at the ready. Was fun. Then the dancing started, n we really had fun! Danced with the crowd for a short while before going up to the platform and did our threesome act. Some guy took a lot of pictures of us (a very enthusiastic senior/organizer) doing the dirty.


I saw some cute guys, but not much. The dance floor was overwhelmingly full of girls! I find that going to a bash organized by your school is quite a disadvantage, because you know that you'll be seeing these people again the next morning, and you can't give them a bad impression of you on the dance floor. So you can't be bitchy to the girls, even though some of them are just plain annoying (taking up your already limited dancing space, for eg). As for the guys, you can't really dance with them and then snub them afterwards when they ask for your number, because you WILL see them around at school. One dance is not worth four years of awkwardness. Especially when the guy isn't even that cute. SMU - where on earth are ya hidin' all the cuties??


N might be booking out tonight. Not sure what to do with him - don't really want to come over to his place yet again. He does provide me with solid comfort, living proof that I am not alone in this world. That somebody cares for me. Because sometimes, I feel that nobody does.


Joke of the day - this guy I shared a cab with asked the cab driver to go to 'Balmoral Fuck' instead of Balmoral Park, where he stays. Unfortunate slip of tongue...

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

lesson #15: when in panic, stay calm

Today I made quite a lot of new friends. They are a bunch of Indo people. After the communications class (most interesting class this term) we just got talking. I find it quite easy to talk to them, it wasn't very awkward or anything. Probably because we're comrades in a foreign land. They told me about an Indo club meeting on Saturday, but I'm still not sure yet whether I'll be going. I don't want us to form an elitist group consisting of only Indo's - from past experience this is just not very nice. But how do I make friends with other people when they are so comfortable in their comfort zone, clique-ing away?


I'm finally going to buy my textbooks tomorrow. I'm buying a second-hand Statistics textbook at a price of $30. Not sure if that's considered worthwhile, actually. But I just wanted to get this textbook-buying lark over and done with, so that I can carry on with normal life.


Sigh.


Have just realized that what I've been doing for this week WILL be my 'normal' life for the next 4 years.


But I don't wanna go to school. I don't wanna do projects. I wanna stay at home and watch TV or go out and shop and have fun.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

lesson #65: we all need a break sometimes, especially nice girls

I lost a pair of earrings B gave me. They were from Perlini's Silver, dangly with small hearts hanging at the ends. I've only had them for about a year... I still remember the history behind those earrings. We've been fighting, and he gave them to me one day, all wrapped up, as an overture of peace. I think I should find a replacement. And yet, I know the memory associated with them will now forever be lost.


Maybe you're thinking - what's the big deal, it's only a pair of earrings? Well, I'm usually on top of things and for a pair of earrings to go missing in my own house (I wore them for the last time during Convocation, I took them off in my bathroom, and then things started to get vague) - that's a clear indication that I'm losing control.


My room has been a mess these past few days. It still is... I now realise I have to start organizing my school stuff. Like all the printed materials the profs gave us? I just stacked 'em all up and shoved 'em all somewhere or other. I have to buy files soon! Thin files for everyday use and thicker ones for long-term safekeeping. I also need to buy a new bag, because my current one just don't cut it (remember the post on the beige bag? I think I'm getting that one).


I also haven't bought any textbooks, I haven't read any readings, I haven't started researching for my group's Community Service Project (sounds boring? Just thank God you're not actually living it), I haven't found out exactly when I'll be getting my $4500 allowance. Which I need to buy the textbooks with, which in turn I need to do my readings. It's a vicious cycle, I tell you. Economic ruination is nothing compared to this.


N promised to pick me up from school yesterday at 3.15. I even bragged about it to some friends and they all agree - that was so sweet of him. But 3.15 came and went, and there's not a single sign of him. I waited, and waited, and then went home (yesterday was also the day I discovered that the pair of earrings were lost, so it was quite a bad day. Double-whammy and all that). So anyway, I called him a hundred times and left a thousand messages (hyperbole-speak for 5 smses), but still - no reply. I really thought he was dead or something. But around 7 pm I got a call from He Who Must Not Be Named As He Is A Prick. Here's how it went:


N: (groggily) uhh... hello?
me: (insert N's real name here)! What the (insert vulgarity) is going on! Why the (different vulgarity) didn't you show up??
N: uhh... it's kinda... hard to say.
(profound silence)
me: What the (another vulgarity). Don't tell me, you fell asleep and just woke up?
N: uhh............. yes?


AAAAAARGH!


It all works out in the end, though. He gave me a pink Adidas shirt, white Tommy shorts, necklaces and a (very small) Libra paperweight from Taiwan. Today I came over after school and we ate fattening food which he prepared.

Saturday, August 14, 2004

lesson #87: sun-kissed skin is a blessing only if your nose is not peeling

I'm so sad. I've bonded so well with my OG people, it's hard to imagine that starting from Monday, I will be seeing completely new people in my classes. It's just cruel to separate us... partly because I'm kinda lazy to make new friends because that's all I've been doing for the past month! Isn't it about time to settle down already? I'm just hoping that the people in my classes will be open-minded enough to make an effort in being friendly and not have this mindset that 'oh, I've already made friends with my OG people so I'll just ignore everybody in class'.


Anyway, had Convocation today. I had to be there (event was at Suntec ballrooms) at 8 am! Ohmigosh. I totally did not have enough sleep... During the speeches I was trying hard to open my eyes and not just nod off because the cameraman was right beside me. He was filming me and the rest of the people in my row the whole time - ack! I can see my face in the two big screens. I wish he'd just go away though, so I can loll my head back and snore away.


I thought I was never gonna say this but guess what - I enjoyed the camp. The bathing arrangement was sucky (portable showers) but it turned out not-so-bad as you get used to it. The sun was shining on us the whole time, but it was bearable. There are some things I found lacking in the camp though, one of them being the presence of cute guys. Call me shallow, superficial or stereotypical for always going on about cute guys but it's human nature to appreciate physical beauty.


After Convo today there was a 'rock concert' for the freshies. It's quite fun, like simulated clubbing without all the smoke, alcohol and extremely flattering dim lights. So we were just bopping along to the music. Eurhythmix (the SMU dance club) also performed. I SO wanna be one of the performers on stage! I have the stage itch! April and Dance Night seems a million years away... I can't wait to learn new routines, wear new costumes, perform in front of a different set of audience... Provided I can get through the audition, though. That is my biggest concern right now. Am I good enough?? I'm really afraid the answer's gonna be a big humongous NO. But what I saw today is pretty much my style of dancing so maybe I have a chance... fingers crossed!

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

lesson #85: pack with the occasion in mind

The last entry sounds kinda psychotic... But it was justified given the circumstances. It's not very nice to feel shitty and 'used'. Don't you feel that sometimes in a friendship, you give too much? It's like, you treat someone like a good friend but the person treats you like second best? It's just sucky.


Anyway, I'd rather forget that screwed up night. Went for Vivace @ SMU today. It's kind of like a CCA fair, except a bit more complicated. You need to go to the CCA booths and get stamps, and you can get stamps from playing games as well... At the end of the day, you have to complete the stamp card and only then can you collect your goodie bag, which includes a sleeping bag, which is compulsory for tomorrow's camp.


So... yeah. Complicated.


My group has quite nice people in it. I'm not sure about fun, because we haven't really got the chance to do anything fun yet, but at least there are no awkward moments. I don't think I'll be seeing most of them in my classes though, because our timetables are all completely different! How can they do this to us?? I thought you're supposed to see your OG people in classes... Otherwise what is the whole point of putting us together?


B asked me to go to this army dinner on Friday, but I told him to ask some other girl. I can't believe he's that desperate - to ask his ex to go to the dinner as his date! Besides that, I knew that he asked my best friend from JC first (although he didn't tell me THAT of course!) so what, I'm the reserve now, is that it? Wow, I am, like, so honoured that he's giving me this chance to spend time with him. And his army friends. At an army dinner! Ohmigosh. Like, I think I'm gonna hyperventilate from sheer ecstasy.


Met M just now for dinner (NYDC - the portion is STILL too big even though we shared), and I got my skirts! Yay! And it's free! Yay! He gave them to me as a gift. So nice huh? But it kinda make me feel guilty, because Jing put in her order for a skirt as well, and I thought it was okay since I thought we'd be paying him back. But no! He had to be a bloody gentleman, hadn't he. Ah well. I'm not exactly going to reject free stuff... Nice, golden-purple free stuff to be exact. Haha.


Oh, he drove me home too. How cool is that? I discovered that he's pretty much an R'nB guy from his compilation of songs, which is also cool! Because I'm an R'nB girl! So while he drove, we were just groovin' to Janet Jackson's All Nite. Cool! So cool that I didn't pay attention to where we were going, and in the end we went a super roundabout way to my house. But it was good fun!


So anyway, tomorrow is camp. I don't know what to expect... and I'm not gonna think about it too much. I'm just hoping that I'll survive the dirty games without having paint on my hair. Having permed hair is kinda troublesome at times, especially when you're not in the comfort of your own home. Washing it is easy enough, but afterwards you have to put the foundation to make it stay curly and bouncy, and after the foundation you have to twirl each lock. So yeah, if you need anything twirling, contact me because I have become a twirling expert.

Monday, August 09, 2004

lesson #13: fuck the fucking lessons

Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!


I went through so much shit for what?


For this?


I don't deserve this.


Fuck.


I SAID FUCK IT!

Saturday, August 07, 2004

lesson #46: smile when you are sad

Feeling really sad and depressed...


People cancelled on going Centro. Huff. I asked M just now, and he said he can't go because of a basketball tournament. Gosh... all the fun people are not going (except for the Bitch Club exco's), what's the point of going? Since certain people cancelled, there won't be many straight guys to appreciate our nice little dancing. Call me exhibitionist but that's the sad truth - dancing with an audience feels ten times better. I'm sure many others would agree with me on this...


Let's just hope it's not gonna be another sad, loser party like that S.O.S night (pffft!) or, dare I say it, SALT! by Uberture. The 'ultimate' beach affair, eh? It was the ultimate indeed. Ultimate failure, ultimate disaster, ultimate geekfest, the list just goes on. But I'd better contain myself... don't wanna be so bitchy. Anyway, I already wrote them a bitchy feedback (to which they sent me a very nice reply - dammit I felt like a heel) so I shouldn't bitch anymore. Right? Right.


I miss N. More importantly, I miss his house... Free food not withstanding, it's just so cosy and lovable. The scent of his soap is not bad too. My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne somehow made me think about him, out of the blue. Especially these few lyrics:


You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they


Hope he never sees this. Even if he does, it's good to know what I think about his friends, right? ...Nah. They're very nice people really.


Don't feel so sad anymore now, all thanks to Avril.

lesson #105: trust the mirror, but not with your life

When I was in the bathroom earlier, I checked my sideview reflection in the mirror (as usual) and discovered something weird. My tummy is flat! I tried to 'expand' it (dunno how to describe, it's when you bloat your stomach up by sucking in more air or something) but it still remains flat. How is this possible when yesterday I ate like a glutton? But you know, you shouldn't question this kind of thing too much, just in case you jinx it.


So yeah, today's declared skinny day. Hurray!! It's a lifelong dream of mine to achieve stomach flatness (sucking in your tummy is considered cheating) (sometimes I cheat) and today I have done it! Yay me! Although I'm not really sure how it happened, or how long it'll stay flat. So just in case, I want to record this down before anything happens.

Friday, August 06, 2004

lesson #32: passion is what keeps you going

Dance Arts today was GREAT! Went with Shiwei... I hadn't been going for a couple of weeks now since the last time I went, Patrick only taught like, 2 eights in one session! That's how slow... So you can understand that I was quite apprehensive. But guess what, only six people turned up for this week's lesson and the standard on average is higher, so he can teach faster. Learned 4 eights in all. I really really loved the first 2 eights in particular. It's so funky and stylo! I can immerse myself totally in the dance.


I'm quite satisfied with my performance during warm-up too, because I finally mastered the liquid-hands thing. Patrick was standing in front of me during that time and I can see in the mirror that the movements of our hands synchronised perfectly. Hurray!


Comm service today was pretty good, too. The dance rehearsal was very short - less than one and a half hours. The kids are doing all right, except I can't see any energy behind their movements. They danced in costume today, so maybe that brought more impact to the whole thing. Everybody was in a good mood too, thank goodness. The MC came down as well, and he brought two friends. One of the friends is a DJ at Cheeky's! And he's only 18 this year! That is how cool? On a side note, the two friends were really attractive. And I mean, really.


So since dance ended early, I had all the time in the world to slowly make my way towards Orchard. Went to Mango and tried some really amazing tops (but with equally amazing prices, so I didn't buy any for myself), and afterwards I bought a pair of rose earrings. $11.90, but with 20% discount. Incidentally, I spent close to an hour choosing the earrings. I really am not good with decisions!

Thursday, August 05, 2004

lesson #57: gossiping is healthy

Went to SMU today for a so-called academic briefing (woken up by phone call at 8.45 am when briefing was at 9 - shit!). But actually for the first hour they were just promoting the notebooks/tablet PCs as well as showing photos taken at the Sentosa retreat (there were a LOT of photos of my group! How embarrassing... our hair was half-matted by sea water and we were grinning away like idiots)... Anyway then things got serious and the Dean showed us some possible combinations for double degrees as well as second majors. I'm still undecided on whether I should take Law as a second major, or Psychology. Psychology seems really interesting, and I do love poking into people's minds *evil laughter* but Law is very closely related to Accounting. If I do Law, I'd only have to do 32 courses in total. I'll have to add more courses for Psych (about 4 more?) but I don't really mind... So I'm still weighing the pros and cons.


Oh, have I told you that I'm not really that great with making decisions? This is gonna be fun.


Anyway, after the briefing there was a reception (free food! yay! But was so oily...) and the freshies were persuaded to go to a bash at Chinablack on the 19th of Aug. I wasn't really keen on it from the start, but suddenly a whole bunch of people say they're going, so okay, I'll just go with the flow. Peer pressure... how sad huh?


Afterwards, met up with Jing at KAP. Essentially our meeting is just for me to pass her a pair of jazz pants (she needs it for rag performance) but we ended up gossiping for hours. And we ate large fries!! Oh my gosh. So sinful. We talked about guys, and somehow the convo stirred towards That Fateful Mambo Outing (see post re: big nose). Turns out that one of her guy friends who were with us that night told her this - 'the way you girls were dancing that night, it's really asking for it.' As in, really asking to be touched by guys. Errm, okay. So what, he's saying that we looked cheap and slutty? That we looked EASY?? Bloody hell. I think there were some comments about us dancing like lesbians as well, but whatever.


Going for the dance comm service again tomorrow. Hopefully everything will go smoothly. At least Su will be there, so I won't have to try and discipline the kids. Not very comfortable with that, especially since one of the boys reminds me so much of N. Not appearance-wise, but more like his whole attitude, stance, and the way he chews gum... does that sound weird?

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

lesson #122: never trust guys with big noses

Feel really really fat today, so did 100 sit-ups just now at one go. For me, that's an accomplishment! I have been neglecting doing sit-ups for a couple of weeks now (these are my fat weeks), so it's really about time I start again.


My body is really itchy nowadays- it's itching to dance, itching to play BEACH VOLLEYBALL... Yes, I have become addicted to that wrist-bruising game! I have become addicted ever since I discovered how pro my serve is! Haha... But it's a good thing that I can't go to the beach and play right now, 'cos I can't afford to show up at Centro with the skin around my wrists in glorified technicolors.


Oh, and guess what, today marks exactly one week after last Wednesday. You may say, 'D-oh! so what??' Well... the significance of today is: it's exactly one week since the Mambo outing, and it doesn't look like H is gonna ask Jing for my number anytime soon. It's not that I like him or anything. It's more like a matter of pride. HOW CAN HE NOT ASK FOR MY NUMBER?? I mean, he walked me home, didn't he? Asked me for supper, didn't he? Said I was attractive, DIDN'T HE? Huff. Oh well. Whatever. Like Jing said, he has a big nose, anyway. And you know what they say - never trust guys with big noses.


No news from N for a couple of days. Wonder if he's been trampled on by a herd of pandas? Are there pandas in Taiwan? And M, too... actually wanted to ask him to go Jitterbugs with me. Oh well...

Monday, August 02, 2004

lesson #55: five tips for a woman

From a forwarded email...


1. It is important that a man helps you around the house and has a job.
2. It is important that a man makes you laugh.
3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you.
4. It is important that a man loves you and spoils you.
5. It is important that these four men don't know each other.

lesson #133: connections are good

This is so cool! I can't believe I'm gonna be a part of Toni&Guy's Vanity Affair! Centro here I come......... and it's all thanks to Sarah! Let's just pray it's gonna be super fun - J's going, I think (eek!)... Shan't say anymore in case I jinx it.


Will have to go to the bank later, to finalise the direct credit authorisation form... Can't wait to get my allowance! Of course I'm not gonna spend it on frivolous stuff... Ahem. That'd be unethical anyway. And I did promise myself that I'm gonna be more responsible from now on...