Row row row your boat.

Mum had to go for counselling after her blood pressure shot to 120 that day. I kind of pity her after reading on the net about the diet that she has to follow. No fatty stuff, no oily stuff, no snacks, no pickles, no sweet foods, well, you get the idea. Its either baked, roasted, steamed or boiled. And so, the whole family will have to forget about eating these yummy stuff as well so as to show our undying support for mummy dearest. Which means i also have to join in the power walk every weekend morning.. BOOOOOO...

Finally got to buy AIW book, although i wished i'd been patient enough to hunt for the original one with the full illustrations. It must cost a bomb though.

"Here one of the guinea-pigs cheered, and was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court. (As that is rather a hard word, I will just explain to you how it was done. They had a large canvas bag, which tied up at the mouth with strings: into this they slipped the guinea-pig, head first, and then sat upon it.) `I'm glad I've seen that done,' thought Alice. `I've so often read in the newspapers, at the end of trials, "There was some attempts at applause, which was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court," and I never understood what it meant till now.' "

Wasnt that hilarious?? i was laughing to myself the whole day after reading this part. Teehee. I could just hear Alice thinking that to herself.

Supre trooper

in the span of 4 days, 2 people have asked to borrow money from me. Im sorry, i may look loaded but unfortunately, i am not.

and right now i am under EXTREME pain.

the intern's LO is gonna drop by tml after lunch. So why do i feel like its me who's going to be graded and not her? hmpf, i just gotta act normal (should i go for crazy normal or quiet normal?) and if he shows attitude, then im gonna show him what Ms D's attitude is like.

ps: i so cant wait for PR season 4, that christian guy is so cool.

pps: phrase for the month is 'SUPER TROOPER' . Since everything is super stupid/annoying/irritating/hot, etc. God, im starting to sound like a _ _ _ _ _...

gong xi fa cai

I know its very late to be saying this but Happy New Year to all the chinese peeps. Anyway, after being back from my excruciatingly short and boring 4 day break,i feel like asking for a break again. Too many things coming together at the same time. I know boss is tired, from the tone of her voice, since she didnt have CNY break at all. And i already feel like she's letting me lead EVERYTHING. And that sometimes, i do things without her needing to give out instructions. And she says I make her sound like a whiny old lady. Haha. Well, she was the one who told me to be the Singapore boss.

And the ITP student started on monday, so its all a bit weird since i need to get used to having a WE instead of a ME in the schedule. Its presurrizing too, since i need to set a good example for her. Cos what if she tattles about me to her lecturers (esp the old dude, the horror!!) and it circulates in SP DID that im a crazy, scatterbrained skinny bitch who eats like a pig????

By the way, yesterday i practically forced Her Highness to accompany me watch movie. And what did we catch?? KUNG FU DUNK!!!! Its a nice movie, though not much of a storyline. Jay Chou is super cool but selenge seh.And his eyes, very sepet. How can someone who wears an outfit of white tank top with trackpants(?) and sweatshirt look soo good??? The fight scenes in the club were very stylo and the lamest part has got to be the turning back time scene. What the fuck was with the evil cloud thingy that was chasing him when he ran towards the light???

Anyway,we ended up taking the last bus home from Vivo. Talked about her life, her baby bro who has lots of scratches on his face now, her family, etc. It was nice catching up with her. Reminds me of our sec school days. Sec school friends are like ice cream, goes well in sunny days and rainy days too, dont you think? yeah, random right?

Oh yar, that day i had a long dream and Norain, the old dude and a few other people happened to be in it. Super weird la i tell you. I was in a book store, with shelves 1 storey high, paying up at the cashier. The lady next to me was harping on and on about her cards and taking them out one by one. Then, as i took my atm card to pay for the books that i bought, norain appeared and asked why i was buying old books. To which i replied that it was for my sisters. Then we decided to catch a movie but to eat first since i was starving (im always starving arent i?).

We found Mcdonalds but norain said it was too far from the cinema. When we turned back, we were at the interchange and that was where the old dude showed up. SPORTING LONG CURLY AFRO LIKE HAIR COMPLETE WITH A STRAW HAT!!!!!! I was shocked, both norain and i laughed. The old dude chatted with us for awhile before walking off (in his signature style/strut) to join his friends. And then we found ourselves sitting at a sort of mezzanine carpeted area, just watching a couple playing with their baby. When people start applauding over something the baby did, we realised we'd been sidetracked and made our way to take the train. And it was a corridor away with only 3 seats (one was broken), kind of like the seats at those fun fair rides where you're buckled to the seat and moved backwards i think. So norain went to the control room and started the engines while i went and buckled my seatbelt. The last thing i remember is us waiting to take off and the people who gathered at the mezzanine were shouting at us to wait for them...

Why am i writing all this? Cos its the first time i remembered a dream so vividly. This dream was so weird, much weirder than my other surreal dream. Ironic kan??

Are you ready kids?

Well, well, well...the past few days have been a bit hectic and also pointless. I've had to endure pointless waiting, pointless meetings and pointless conversations. Im not going to dwell much on it as its only going to give me more heartburn. Anyway, this NUH project taught me a lot more on how people behave, the psychological and social aspects. Haiz, i have to keep reminding myself that design is very subjective, especially when you're dealing with people who think they can design better than you. Then what's the purpose of me being the designer?

I know they're going to say that my PM does most of the job and that he's reliable(since he goes for most of the meetings) but they forget that the design, the conceptualisation, the stupid dwgs and also the final say comes from me. Just because i keep quiet when you talk doesnt mean im dumb!!! The finishing isnt very good, i wished i wasnt so caught up on the T3 project, there's a lot more that could have been done better for this.

So, the picnic on sunday was super fun but also super short. Since it rained in the afternoon, we were stuck in the tent for almost one hour. It was fun, just the five of us girls, eating and laughing at each other. Of course, i had to carry the big bag of food all the way from home (makes me feel like im the boy in the family). And of course, mum and i did most of the work, frog and adek helped out a little while itik was just being plain minah-ish. She is so DAMN LAZY i tell you. When she gets married one day, i bet she'll be hiring maids instead of doing the chores herself. In fact, she said she'll PAY me if i can cook for her when she's married. Bloody pain in the butt.

Sometimes, i find it really childish of you to be so stingy about money. I mean, we're your family and your responsibility. All my life, i've always been trying to be the best, to be different, to be more responsible, smarter, more resourceful and independent. Just so that you can be proud of me. But all you ever did was to question me sceptically on the choices i made and the things i do. Sometimes i think all you want is just money. And i bet you have not grown up at all, not one bit. And if you were to leave one day, we'll only be crying because we wished we'd known you better. But like what i said, you were the one who chose to create the rift and to detach yourself from us. I pray to God that one day you'll grow up and realise that you've wasted half of your life ignoring us. If i was a boy, i'd have walked out a long time ago. But if i was a boy, things would have been different wont they?