*inhale *exhale~

Outfield was wet... i saw cute baby boars the size of a tv remote... my fingers are chaffed and knees have exploded...

its so wet, theres so much rain... u cant sleep... trees branches fallin on u at night... commanders stealin ur rifles... so much rain~

booked out n barely stayed home for 2 hrs, then bar hoped all night~
didnt sleep much either, wasnt tired... which is strange considerin the weather~

book in's in an hr... i never even got time to turn on the tv...

only in Ninja...




ah well, at least we can still summon Megan Fox three more times~

a lack of colour~

3 more weeks till my passin out parade~
i guess BMT's pretty fast... but the days are long in camp... 5am-10.30pm

its difficult to explain in words wad goes on in there... everytime when i book out, everything feels different... the air, the people... just the convinence of everything.. turn on the tap n water comes out, everything's so accessable...

tv, hot showers... u really appreciate basic shit like this when ur in camp~ i miss listenin to music and not having to eat my lunch within 10 minutes~

i think ever since field camp, everyone's just dying... worst ever 6 days of my life~
it never gets easier, and it never stops...

the days are oh so long...

sometimes i wish i wasn't in Ninja...
maybe if i'd been in some welfare company, things would've been easier.. run a lil in the morning n free time all the way till lights out~
just cruise thru BMT with just the bare basics...

but then, i would've came out the same person n not learnt anything~

Ninja Coy is no joke~
in Tekong, tellin ppl ur from N Company is like saying ur from Harvard..... and its true wad the commanders say, the worst has yet to come~

its being able to survive the shit they put us thru tat makes us stronger... but its not easy at all...

the things being thrown at us...
it never stops~





and the days are oh sooo long...

damn wookies~

cant believe i didnt move -_-
this is the most boring video ever...

also, i fuckin hate field camp... come to me for horrible army stories... cant post them here or the goverment will get me~

gotta get a new ipod soon or i'll freakin kill myself on those borin train rides... -_-





PS: thanks bunny for the super sweet entry~
banana chocolate cake x100 for u next time :)



i miss my friends~
i miss my friends~
i miss my friends~

left, right, left~

Ninja Company
Platoon 1 Section 4 Bed 01

go google it n u'll know its one of (if not the Most) toughest Coy in the whole of BMTC~

its crazy in there... the 1st confinement week was the most horrible.. but after awhile u get used to it... its fun, i'd admit.. training is training, u run and u run.. then when u cant run anymore, u run again~

its also psychologically painful... being institutionalized and forced to live around mindless rules and proceedures....

an ordeal like this makes u greatly, Greatly appreciate wad u already have... simple pleasures like watchin tv and stuff~

as the days progress and training intenses, theres never a day tat goes by where u dont almost die from something~ there's never enough sleep, there's never enough rest...

but its fun~
cept sometimes i miss home so much it drives me crazy...

i miss my friends and my home... i miss alot of things... in fact, the insanity isnt tat bad, its not being able to go home tat breaks me~

i wish i had more time in the weekends to do more things, to hang out with more ppl.... i wish i had more time in camp to even call ppl~

the "te-kan" stories of army are bountiful~
and the boredem everyone has can make u think of the most creative things to entertain one's self in camp...

from painting lizards, to drawing on each other with markers...

i am mentally shagged and my leg hurts real bad... i havent had bubble tea in a month and i missed so many episodes of Nip/Tuck and Pushing Dasies~

i hope next week is more interesting... i think it will be, SAR 21 came in over the weekend so we'll be gettin to shoot stuff by tomoro~

so yeah, hope i dont die~




Duty, Honor, Country~
Ninja Company

2weeks n countin~

its great to be home... i miss it so much.. dont know wad to write... booking in again in 2 hrs time so i gotta go prep...

still alive, so i guess tats good~

umm... text me, if u can... i like hearin from my friends.. gives me something to think about when im in there...

yeah, i'd like tat alot~
i'll try to reply u if i got the time... maybe even call... its nice hearing from my friends~

i figured i'd have more things to say about the army... but not right now.. maybe in the following weeks to come...

so, im gonna go now...

tc everyone~

bye~

lots of things are gonna happen tomoro... simple things like how "The Incredible Hulk" is premeiring tomoro... the PC show at Suntec starts tomoro as well...

on the 12th of June, Coldplay's new album "Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends" will be launched... its also German-born Jewish girl Anna Frank's birthday~

it's 6 days before D-day... but tomoro's gonna be my Day of Days~

im gonna miss everyone and thank you for the box of chocolates and the watch..
im gonna miss my mom too, its gonna be hard to go to bed with no one to hug me~

all my friends i met n havent met, i'll find the time to see u when i come out... wont be bloggin for a while now, i've got lots of pictures to show but i dont think i have the time.. i've still got loads of shit to pack~

so.. remember me, my hair, my fair skin, my skinny bod~
after a mth.. somethings will get shorter, somethings will get darker, and somethings will get bigger~







kudos :)


( 0 Days left~ )

time's up~

almost all of my days leadin to the 12th has been packed with sooo many meetings with soo many friends~ to the point where i have at least 2 or more hang-outs in one day... which is pretty hard to juggle but time's runnin out so, oh well~

meet the x-men for service last sunday, then off to lunch with my mom and sister at city hall... it was gonna be my last sunday(EVER) with the mother so she wanted to hang out with her beloved son~ can't blame her, seeing as how im so filial and all...

went to this place called the "Soup Restaurant".. it had a tree in it.... thats like the 1st thing tat i saw~ are those words the name of the restaurant? cause all i can read is the no.3... and i dont see how tat could translate to "Soup" or "Restaurant"-_-

its been so long since i ate in a cheena place like this... mom didnt let me ask for fork n spoons-_- i had to use chopsticks and eat my rice from a bowl, so mean~

EVERYONE SEE MY MOM!!! SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY!!!~


meet chingy at the esplanade to chill, talked for like 2hrs then maddy came... talked summore~ then headed to NewYorkNewYork~ for dinner...




lots of chicken.. i like chicken~



imma happy boy~ lalala


(4 more days to go...)





Meet Rick on Monday to hang out, had dinner at Fish 'n Co. and chilled at TCC till it was time to go~ headed to the train station to meet stu n the rest & trained home with celly, liz & claire~

nothin much to write about here.. simple chillin out session... but enjoyable nontheless~

(3 more days n counting....)


caught Kung Fu Panda with the Power Rangers... it was pretty awesome~ theres a lil thing at the end when the credits are done rolling, but its nothin much really.. not the end of the world if u happen to miss it~

Go Go Power Rangers~
dibs on Green, i wanna be Tommy...




HANS for dinner then rushed home to change then meet bff to hang~ it was really windy outside so we camwhored with my mane~

cant really see anything.. just hair, which was kinda the idea~



( 2 Days left~ )




time's runnnin out...

pork & beans~

i like to rub my hands along things... like walls and metal handrails~ i like to touch the pointy ends of tables, its feels nubby and i guess tats a lil weird, but i do it anyway, cause i can~

i lean rather sluggishly on tabletops as well, i'd support my head with my hands and loaf about like i have no backbone... and because of that, i might seem like im unattentive.. but really i am... im just being comfortable~

if theres an object on the table, like a cup, or a pen... i'd play with it... i'd spin it in circles, i'd tap it, i'd twirl it btw my fingers or simply stare in amusement at it for simply being there...

thats when im not paying attention~
and its at this point i'd need u to snap me out of it... i can get carried away in my own world sometimes...

and for that, i thank u in advance~

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in the mornings, i'd say out everything i do in a third-person manner, just to hear my sexy "i just woke up from bed" voice~

"oOh, im up.. think i'll head to the bathroom and take a bath...."

"hey there, person in the mirror... damn do u need a haircut...."

"i wonder if theres anyone home? think i'll just risk it and run to my room naked~"

well...
u get the idea...

in the evenings, things start to slow down... people, start to slow down~ and subconciously, so do u... cause its night time, its suppose to be our when we rest, and eventhough ur not tired, u will be, cause everyone else is~ u cant help it... and neither can i~

so after midnight, i start to feel "drunk" and in a lil dazed... but really im not tired at all... i have energy, i feel that i can go on...

but, im kinda not allowed to...
cause thats just how it is~

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sometimes when no one's looking, i pretend my pens are weapons and make them fight with my fingers~ some ppl imagine them as Drumsticks and drum them on hardcovered books and metal pencil boxes, while i pretend their swords and stab imaginary robots with it... or evil ninjas, whichever u prefer~

oOh yeah, one more thing... on days when my days dont turn out so prefect, i journal them in "aaron's kinky black book of secrets" and hide it in my drawer for no one to see~ Then i turn on my computer, and i write a bunch of nonsense like this to throw u off~


remember boys and girls, Candy = Death :)
goodnite folks~



(5 days and counting~)

Speed of Sound~

6 days to the day of days and ironically today's june 6th which IS D-Day~ i got most of my shit prep-ed... cept maybe a few nic-nacs here n there, nothin i cant live without~

the back itches like crazy.. and i think theres a mosquito in my room cause it bit me a couple of times so now im 2times itch-er~

dragon slaying with the x-men in 3 hours time... gotta go prep...

like i said, im gonna blog as much bull as i can till i cant anymore...

oOh Count, u perv.... tsk~

and that was when i ruled the world~

it didnt hurt much initially, the first few days was it just felt a lil sore, but i forgot about this part... its day three and by now, the physical part doesnt hurt much but my immune system is seriously fucked -_-

i get headaches and roomspins, dizzy-ness and the sweats... not to mention the burning sensation on my back~ its not as painful as a sunburn, but.. it feels... like its moving~ i dunno how to describe it.. it feels like ur skin is healing itself and.. its moving~ yeah...

i think my body's trying to regenerate the loss of blood and its makin me a lil wooozy~ not to mention really really cranky-_- it happened to me the last time, and the time b4 that... but i guess i was too excited about the finishing work to remember its aftercare~

i dont feel sick, its not a feeling i get at the pit of my stomach tats making me unwell... neither do i feel any actual physical pain.. i think its more of a disorientated feeling~ its like u know ur not sick, but ur body cant keep up cause its just been wounded....

but it'll pass... im just amused at how my body works when under pressure... my head tells me im fine, but my body begs to differ... kinda makes u wonder if the whole "mind over matter" thing is true or not~

exactly 7 days till i enlist... im gonna blog as much as i can before that day comes... oh, and im gonna need people to talk lots of photos of me with my uber long hair before the goverment takes it away~






damn buracrats~

mine's bigger than yours~

got inked yesterday.. hurt alot, never doing it again~

went to oliver's house at khatib with the bff, he's got a really cool place..
it was so artsy fartsy + bohemien style + brit pop looking~ so many tiki heads and Nazi flags and portraits of John lennon and The Beatles everywhere...
really cool place, had 2 cute dogs there too but he couldnt let them out cause they were'nt Halal :)

sketched a bit here n there, added some squggly lines to it and waa-laa~ it looked cool, everything was finalized so then the drillin began... u cant really tell, but in this photo there was alot of Pain in it... outline was done in an hour... felt like 2~ took a break for awhile then continued with the shading...(alot of pain in this picture as well, u gotta really sqint ur eyes to see, its right at the foreground~) after another hour the left side was done~ had another break and completed the other side~ & here's a couple of videos to scare u with.... alots of pain in these as well...





the whole thing took about 4 hrs & it hurt sooOOoo bad... of all the ones i did, this hurt the most.. i was shivering constantly and my right leg kept twitching all crazy-like mid way through the inking... it HURT...

im trying really hard not to be a pussy about this.. but it REALLY HURTS-_- i would've cried but i was too busy trying to not pass out from the pain, cause it HURTS~
it was like being sliced.. theres no other way to describe it~

but it was fun, people should go do it~ it WILL hurt(duh-_-), but the final product is worth it... going thru something like that.. i dont think u'd forget the experience anytime soon~

but shit it hurts soo bad.....
im never doing it again~


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period~

time is running out~

mom called me at like eight in the morning to wake me up... i told her i was tryin to get use to wakin up early for army so she's been givin me "morning calls" ever since~

but i woke up at like 10.30, so i guess i need to work on that~

went to the kitchen n there was a Sandwitch in the fridge (she had a brown and everything -_- ) Ham+Cheese on wholewheat bread.. i hate the stuff (not the sandwich just the type of bread used) but mother always insists on it... apparently it makes u poop more and therefore its healthier -_-

but wad am i complaining about, i have free breakfast, so i take it knowing full well the effort mom took to make it before goin to work :)

then there'd be a tiny bottle of some Ginseng crap next to it she'd want me to drink everyday or i'd die as well...

it tastes like horse -_- it used to be Brands chicken essence... at least tat was still ok since i like chicken~ but this horse gingseng thing is just gross... it has weird things floating in it like hair... from.. u know, the horse~ and on the bottle, it said "made in china... from the hair of horses... and some of its innerds"

im not makin this up man! its a horse in a bottle! Call the FDA!

so then i laze around the whole day, usin the computer and lying on my filty filty bed in my filty filty room that mom's been naggin me all year to clean thinking to myself...

"heyy... i should really do something about this woredrobe.. and these bedsheets... and all that dust from the fan... and tat dead rat at the corner"

"blahh, i'll do it tomoro~"

a great philoshper once said, "Why do something today when you can put it off til tomorrow?" or was it the other way round? needless to say, tat philosiphy's been goin great for me... (i know i spelt it wrong, shut up)

however, im running out of 'tomorrows'.. infact from today, im onli left with 11tomorrows... and tat scares me~

im gonna try n stop being such a lazy fuck and start doing stuff before i enlist~ afterall, once i go in there i might never come out for like a mth or more... so yeah~

i love my mom and i wanna make her happy so im gonna listen to her on the room cleaning thing~ n the 1st thing im gonna do after tat is to go complete the tattoo on my back with her name on it that she hates, n waste more money to make her happy :)

YAY!

im such a good son.. tsk :)

that 70s guy~

Rick Astley is the shit~




this is soooOOOooo totally not gay...




totally~


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dont you judge me!

violet hill~

watched Speed Racer with Stuart like 4 days ago... not bad, its was super colourful and had such a retro soundtrack.. oh, and we also saw celia there too.. took a picture of her when she wasnt lookin...


hey cely, i didnt know u where in the Chronicles of Narnia~

there's this really cool Samsung Flip phone their sellin at 7-Eleven... its really shiny and i havent been able to stop thinking about it all week ever since i googled it~

look at it, its so red and shiny and it has a flip and its shiny.. and it flips... did i mention it's a flip phone?


i went thru so much trouble trying to get that phone all week... had to go so many 7-Elevens lookin for it, then the bff found a place so she helped me buy it 1st but then the asshole at the counter gave her wrong coloured phone cause the picture on the box was red but the phone inside was black which blows cause i really wanted the red one but after lookin at the black one, it wasnt half bad just a tad emo lookin but i dont really mind and since the seal on the phone box was already open they said we couldnt return it which i thought was just bull since they gave us the wrong set in the 1st place but i dont care since cause it looks really really cool n im just urber excited tat i have it now cause it looks just so fuckin awesome tat everytime i flip it open i giggle a lil to myself and i know tats kinda weird but no one's really lookin so i do it anyway plus i've been really wanting to blog about it the pass few days but my wireless is fucked up so i couldnt n now tat i have it and the connections back up i figured i'd tell u guys, so there~

*breathes~

also i'd wanna thank stewy for following me to get earphones and bringing the music back to my train rides...

the great singapore sale is here & expo has a shit load of sales going on... Robinsons sale at hall 7 which is where im workin at till the end of the month, theres an adidas sale, a popular sale, a "the branded sale" sale and more stuff with loads of cheapo + cool things to buy.. i bought like a spatula and a niffty jacket~

look at it, its just so awesome... and shiny.. and flippy~


im gonna call it antonio...
Antonio, my shiny black flip phone with no display panel infront, but hey tats cool, i still love him, and imma take him to the army with me where i'd.. probably loose him in the jungle cause he's just so damn dark... but i'd still find him and we'd be happy again :)





"i took my love down to violet hill,& there we sat in snow....
All that time she was silent still...
so if u love me, wont u let me know~



if u love me wont u let me go..."

"quote unquote"~

my earphones brokedown a couple of days ago... i cant hear anything from the rightside at all... since then, my train rides to work have been quiet and demoralizing~ i feel sad... something different without it... i miss the music~

but now with the computer fixed, whenever i get home from work at night, i close the door.. turn on my AC.... light the lil inscent burner by my side of my bed, and listen to the makings of Coldplay or The Fray~ (or any chill-out song for that matter)

i'll be all alone in my room at night, were its cool & quiet with nothin but the glare from my screen and a floor lamp from ikea turned on... just listenin to music while i surf and blog~

eventhough i dont have a thousand dollar speaker to hear from, its still a great feeling... being by yrself, after a long day at work, when ur surrounded with so many people.... its just nice to be by yrself at the end of the day & reflect upon the day's troubles~

its especially satisfying when u havent had the chance to listen to anything the entire day~ i believe music is best enjoyed in a quiet and comfortable enviroment... not at some rowdy concert where its loud and noisy with gross, sweaty people rubbin up against u -_- i guess its fun too, sure... but there're other ways to enjoy music, i just choose to do it subtly~



so yeah~ just figured i'd just share that...

anyway, i know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, but it never gave a damn about me...




*cough cough~

from wad i remember...~

so many things have happened... its such a pity i wasn't able to write about them all when i had the inspiration too.. seeing as how my computer is dead n all...

but i'll try n depict these evens out again.... from wad i can remember~

5th May 2008

i finally get mom's name inked on my back.... even though mother's day was 6 days away, it was the onli off day i had for that week, so yeah... i remember having a great chat with Meng while he worked on me.. it was cool~ and yes, it hurt... i remembered seeing alot of blood... it wasnt gross or anything though... suprizingly~

did i mentioned it hurt alot?

i remember it feeling good when it was done... seeing ur mother's name on ur back... it felt good~ my onli regret was that i was alone when it was being done~ but its not complete... i've yet to join them... tat'll be in a couple of weeks when this heals over...

6th May 2008

i remember pain... alot of pain... not the kind where u'd roll around screaming in agony... it wasnt that excruciating... but it hurt... nonetheless~

it was the kind of pain where u'd keep still and try not move... the kind where u'd just stand at one spot focusing on something infront of u while u held a straight face... the kind of pain where u'd kringe all of a suddenly when the wind blew a loose thread from ur shirt straight into the pores of ur back...

i remember standing very still at work.... hunching over the counter, not moving an inch... keeping my back faced to the wall, being weary of any object tat came too close to me when i was walkin down the street....

i rememebered the pain very well~

7th May 2008

without sufficent time to recupourate after the inking, i realised it was a horrible decision to get it done when i had work for the next 6 days in a row... i killed alot of kittens to subdue the discomfort... i wanted to tell the mother about it.. i wanted her to see it and give me a big hug... tat would've taken alot of the pain away...

i came home tat night, haggered & exhausted from work ... i put my bag down and sat next to her... She seemed happy..."It was an apropriate time to do it" i thought...

her face changed immediatly.... she didnt say a word.... that.. look... of disappointment....

it didnt help the pain at all....

she went to her room... and that was that~

8th-9th May 2008

i was slaughtering kittens by the hundreds... metephorically speaking of course... they made my throat hurt.. but i didnt care... replacing a lesser pain for a greater one.... didnt see the harm in tat~

at least not till later...

the mother hasnt spoken a word to me... she hasnt replied my text msgs. or my calls... i came home and went to sit by her... she brushed me off~


i pleaded my case, asked her y she was upset... i told that the blood shed was for her.. and all i wanted was her appreciation... i told her i had done nothing wrong... that everyone else would've found this a touching gesture....

she wouldnt even look at me....

10th May 2008

the mother nudged me in my sleep that morning... said there was breakfast in the kitchen... i didnt really reacting much to it at 1st since i was still in a daze.... but after reflecting on it later in the day, i found it most consoling~ i told my friends at work... "hey guess wad! my mom said there was breakfast in the kitchen to me this morning!" they didnt know wad i was so happy about.... i didnt care that they did~



11th May 2008 ( Mother's Day )

i've been bringing her flowers every day of the week... the living room is full of pots and stalks of daisies & chrysanthemums.... today i brought home another pot and a giant lily the BFF bought for my mom, which was ever so thoughtful~ at this point we were sort of on speakin terms.. but she kept sayin she still doesnt like me with tat pouty tone of her's~

i presented her with the bouqet and she gave me a look & asked wad great atrocity i had committed this time to be serenaded with flowers everyday~

i laughed.... and she gave me a hug~

i smoked my last fag tat night...

12th May 2008

now came the judgement of my "3 packs within a week" rendevous~ it was fun killin urself.. i'd admit... but feelin urself dying was not~

i spent my off day coughing and wheezing and hackin up substances of a greenish-yellowy nature.... it was not fun....

with my immune system weakened from the inking, and the weather being as crazy as its always been... the lil sticks of death i put in my mouth were much more harmful then i thought... i was replacing a greater pain for an even bigger one... had i only known... well... i had.... guess i deserved it~

it was fun while it lasted.... but i am never doing it again~ especially when im about to be enlisted... i'll be needin tat extra stamina....

13th May 2008

was suppose to go to work today but i called in sick.. it wasnt gettin any better... and now it developed into a fully fledged FLU~

i feel horrible, the room's too warm so i turn on the fan, then it gets too cold n i start to sneeze... my throat feels numb n everything tastes bad.... i have so much things to do but i can barely stand.... i stumble from room to room like a drunk.... i go to the kitchen to pour a drink... then i fall onto the living room couch for a breather before headin to my room again...

i felt silly doing it.... but it amused me~ stumbling around was kinda morbidly fun.... everyone knows having the flu makes ur body weak & ur mind drozy.... even if u werent, the cold meds would've made sure of it....

i phoned my mom n spoke to her in the most childish of fashions.... i told her i was dying, that i wanted her to come home and pat my butt to sleep so i'd feel better in the morning... she scolded me and told me to pick up my clothes in the living room...



Blahh... mothers~



i almost forgot to put the picture up~


mom says its ugly but she keeps touching it... tsk~

i sit here, now, in my room, with a wad of tissue up my nose, bloggin on my mom's msn-less labtop thinkin wad an asshole i've been these past few days for doing the things i've done... but i have no regrets... i never do..... because i made these choices... n i onli have myself to blame should these choices turn out to be bad ones... it feels good to be able to... decide for yrself~

i want to remember... the things i do, the things i feel.... i want to remember the good times and the bad... the people i met, the places i go to.... i want to remember everything.... and i want others to remember it too~

so i write, when i can...

& i blog, when i can.....

so tat wadever i go thru, i will never forget any moment of it....







so i never forget any moment at all~

the vivo experience & more~

ok so, a lil introduction before i start.. yesterday was my 1st time workin at the vivo counter and i felt like writing so i found some paper n did just tat~

theres so much more stuff that's happened that i wanna write about, but with the computer busted, i can't really do tat... but wadever right~

so here it is...

The Vivo Experience~
by yours truly...

i had no trouble finding the staff entrance this morning... simply followed some girl ahead of me thru a door next to TANGS, which, after a rather long & creepy walk thru an echoy hallway, led to the inside of the department store (finally) were i made my way to the counter....

10.01am
an announcement was made over the PA system.... "The store is now opening, all staff please return to ur respective counters." i looked around.. there was bearly 4 people insight. There was a woman from Bvlgari, one from DKNY & two (a man & a woman) from the TANG & CO. store behind me. I wondered were everyone went....

10.54am
after rummaging thru the cupboards & drawers, i think i managed to get a feel of were things were placed & how systematically i would retrieve those items out should a the time arrive for me to do so~ There were more people ion the store now... 2 from Clarins & Dior... including the occasional customer walkin thru. 70% of the staff were still missing... it felt kinda weird at 1st.. u know, with the place being so desserted n all... but then i realised wad a great time i would be havin for the next couple of hours with no one around :)

11.31am
i'm beginning to like the counter at Vivo, especially (extremely especially) due to the this magical thing called a 'chair' located behind the counter~ the idea of just sitting the whole 8 hrs of work away was very appealing indeed :) i spent most of the time on this wonderous device readin my book & spinnin around in it... had there been more leg room, i would've kept on spinnin regardless of the awkward stares and glares the people around me would give...

12.07pm
i finally found a decent piece of paper (in one of the office folders i found rummaging thru the cupboards again) to pen my thoughts down with greater detail... texted a few ppl back & called the BFF on the company phone & chatted for a bit before she had to leave... ppl are startin to wonder what im writing so vigourously on this piece of paper that i keep halfing to gain leverage when writing.... i notice their puzzled glances as they walk pass my counter... but at this point, i dont really feel embarresed by it, im just enjoyin the freedom~

12.23pm
this is the 2nd piece of paper im using to write... took another from the file in the cupboard again (without much hesitation this time). Saw a pretty girl with her mom walk by for a brief sec, thought i'd mention it. she had really nice hair~ the store plays alot of oldies music.. & its not the classics like "Chicago" or "Air Supply" but rather a bunch of unknown Retro hits u've probably heard somewhere b4 but never bother to find out the title of the song or hu sang it... then after a while, u forget it entirely.... think i'll just continue readin my book, its due next tuesday & im only at chapter 9...

12.50pm
a guy approached me enquiring about the fragrances... he was the 1st customer i spoke to today (there was another b4 him, but he was askin for directions so tat doesn't count) i was pretty impressed with myself for remembering where the sets & bottles were. it went pretty smooth, though he didnt purchase anything~ Plus, while i was writing this down, i had to pause twice for another 2 more customers hu came... the store is still pretty much a ghost town, just slightly noiser than before... and im kinda startin to get a lil hungry~

1.14pm
Lots of text msgs from random ppl today... they kept me amused throughout the morning. its pretty difficult to read my book having to constantly hide it by my side everytime i notice someone approaching... doesn't really matter if its a customer.. im more afraid of those Nazi Floor Managers who'd throw stones at u the second u pull out ur cellphone-_- no such encounter with them yet though.... i tend to keep it tat way...

2.04pm
im startin to wonder when the Afternoon shift person's gonna arrive... im hungry~ gave up tryin to read my book in secret & passed the time leaning against the counterwall starin at the guy in the Diesel Poster infront. He seemed to be wanting to say something to me...

"Fuel for life?" he said without moving his lips (or face for that matter...)
"no thank you, i prefer juice~" i replied.. not moving my lips either~

3.08pm
lunch was Dory Fish with Tartar Sauce & Rice from Food Republic. It barly tasted like fish for that matter... sooo not worth the five bucks i spent on it-_- i'm runnin low on writing space.. theres about 2cm of space left, i need paper....

3.19pm
i went into Best Denki a level down.. was goin to grab one of those A4 sized flyer with the computer specs printed on them as writing material. i snickered at the idea and gave myself a 'thumbs up' in my head at my own resourcefulness.. but there were none of those flyers there to my disappointment... so i went to the "Big Bookshop" (which, contrary to its name, was no bigger than my living room) and ripped out a piece of foolscap :) i went upstairs to the quiet and started to write~

3.39pm
turns out i'm actually allowed to read at the counter as well as sneak in an occasional cookie or a drink... did i mention how much i like the Vivo counter? :)

4.09pm
the journey to the bathroom is quite a tricky one... it involves going a couple of metres west, pass 'FX Creations' and 'Picard', where the smell of pure leather and mahogany overpowers your senses, less you belong to the wealthy, then it'd probably smell as common as a Shrooms burger from KFC. A turn here and there, down a corridor or 2 and you'd reach yet another security check point. you write your name and the 'time in' into a log book. The guard then taps a button which unlocks a magnetised door leading to the cargo lift... you then proceed to take the lift up to the 2nd floor where upon more turns, leads to the lavatory. At which i spent an exceptionally long time grooming myself infront of the mirror. Afterall, having taken a longer time to get there and finishing in half that would've seemed trivial~ so, i took my time.... i took a lot of it :)

6.49pm
Work ended an hour ago. Met Stewy and had our famous conversations outside the roof garden thingy~ Went to Food Republic and had Dim Sum... i haven't had Dim Sum since i tasted french fries... and they tasted good~ We're waiting for the rest to come, then we'll have a proper dinner. One with chicken... and lots of cheese :)
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ok thats about all i wrote... here's a picture of the papers i used to write so u dont think i made this up~




30mins later Yee Hao, Carmen, Weilun & Ced came n we had dinner & fooled around Vivo before headin home~

woke up around 11-ish this morning n watched Hanna Montana before headin over to the BFF's for a special quality do-nothin-and-chill-out session~ when we returned, i couldn't find my cellphone so we called my no. and the robot voicemail lady said the phone was switched off.. so then i tried callin again & someone answered it, breathed a lil on the reciever, then hung up... he/she never picked up again-_-

sonofabitch~

i curse the person who took my phone n failed to return it... if it were a dude, i hope his penis gets eaten by a flock of penis-eating-crows... if it was a chick, well.. i personally can't believe a girl would be so morally confused as to the ramifications of whether or not u'd return a phone u found that doesn't belong to u to its rightful owner.. but if it were, i hope she grows a penis-_-


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on a lighter note, im gonna screen some pictures of me and bunny's lil picnic at Vivo acouple of weeks back since we're all on the whole "Vivo Experience" thing...






this happend acouple of weeks back... now my hair's all short and my sunburn's better and, well, i still had my phone-_- but hey, its all good... life is good~

on the bright side of this, i get to have a new phone... bad news would be tat i have to dip into the tattoo/sch fees fund-_-

im never gonna get inked at this rate....
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sonofabitch~

purplePEApeople~

flash back of the past few days since sephira's broken and i cant blog no more... have to keep goin to the bff's place to use the internet but its cool hangin out :)

a reeally long time ago... (dates & days i cant remember)
random picture of me and the guys of DIESEL~




long time ago....
me and eddee at work doing tat "go round and give strangers fragrance samples" but really it was more of a "do wadever we want happy-funky time and try not to get caught" thing~ met up with the bff too :)




not too long ago but still relativly distant....
finally managed to hang out with bunny. Went to Blue URrrrban Oasis for dinner... chilled, played with my funky hat and cam whored~





not so long ago....
stewy + ceily + videocam = random conversations and the birth of the People of the Purple PEA~


busybusybusy~
gotta get my computer fixed... i miss youtubing and using a mouse instead of a touchpad -_-


"ever wondered if there was a world in a world in a pea?"


DAMN I SMELL GOOD!~

Fuel for Life~

workin in the fashion line, u start to notice certain things... like how those shoes dont match tat top, the colour of ur jeans dont compliment ur belt, how certain bags and accessories look good or stupid on certain ppl~ i think im turnin into one of those metro-homosexuals...

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dammit-_-

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work was rather entertaining... 4 ppl took photos with me, some guy from a modeling agency wants to hire us for some roadshow... during breaktime, me n helmi went into the Marriot Hotel and lazed on the sofa's at the 2nd floor to pass the time..


it was pretty cool... hotel lobbies are a great place to bumm... i mean think about it... the ppl hu stay in hotels never actually use the sofas there to sit anyway... all u need to do is wave at all the hotel staff there and pretend ur waitin for a friend to meet u & no one will think otherwise :)

saw a bunch of stupid ass ah bengs walkin past us... they were young and everyone of them wore skinnies and walked with arms frailin from side to side, smoking and acting all coooool~

we were laughin our asses off at them lol~



haa haaa ha~!
im such an asshole :)

look at the pretty pictures~

4 days ago...
went to the National Museum of Singapore with the bff & the turds~
"Greek Masterpieces" Gallery.. i did more stuff tat day, but i totally forgot the details, so yeah...









3 days ago...
joy riding with the bff, bff's brother & yK~
drove to a romantic rendevouz point somewhere near expo... watched the planes go by n stuff... did more stuff after tat too but im lazy to go into detail... anyway, more pictures...



2 day ago...
stewy's bday parrtayyy~ i realise i look kinda scary in photos -_-



Yesterday....
went to vivo with Stewy... there was this japanese store there called "Daiso" or something like tat which sold all sorts of random junk for $2~

Ninja Gloves for $2...
Giant chopsticks for $2...
Plastic carrots for $2....
i love that place... its so random... n i bought a pillow~

i also bought shoes n a $90 dollar shirt from Zara~ stu got some batteries....

Today...
i met sooo many ppl at work today... sec school friends, poly friends, work friends, random friends, friend's friends~

they made me wear a hat for the new Diesel Promotion... not cap, HAT.. like Justin Timberlake~ and suspenders... which is very gay n it makes my pants ride up my ass crack... but wadever~ its all good...

note to self: stop buying $90 dollar shirts... save money for tatt and future sch fees-_-