first being dorm.
second was the hills have eyes.
where's the ghost hun?
i asked zul. he looked desperate for an answer. i felt a sense of 'overpowerness' as i questioned his promise, but no doubt feeling all relieved there aint any.
i've never been a fan of horror (or in this case, the lack of which) flicks to be honest. i felt that having to unintentionally raise my body hairs (which includes the ones on my private regions), jumping off my seat, feelin cold sweat dripping at the sides and watching the movie through my cute skinny fingers is purely waste of time (and money).
i'm more into those inspirational ones. more of the human touch - means no ghost or unearthly creatures. take 'I am Sam' for example. excellent show. every other time i'm up for the crying-is-a-must flicks. or otherwise, if the mood sets in.. you'll find me diggin the oh-so lovely paris hilton like dramas. i'm such a girl.
but u know how guys feel about horrors. they yearn for the cheapness of its thrill. how cute. :)
wonder when's the next 'horror' flick for me... hell, i'm itching to see one soon!
-snorts-
xoxo:)
work week's been pretty mundane but smooth. glad i have not caused much chaos in the office for the year. the boss will be back in the office beginning this week. its gonna be a jolly molly fun time again, i say!
shitless. i feel like puking.
i bought another green pair of danglings again..
sigh~ wats up with me and green ah? its like a disease of some sort thats controlling my color senses. i tried to pick out the red/white/pink ones but i cant! i go paralyzed after that! and i start doing the chicky dance (the dance they forced us on doing during my orientation in TP).
weather today is brighty bright yarr! was waiting in line for the cab home from parkway after doin my saturday marketing, and i used this indian guy's head as my only shield from the sun. his head barely helped.. but i shant complain. thanks to his head, i didnt pass out!
be cooking bee hoon tmr and some black pepper chicken as sides. hopefully dad breathes properly after consuming my *ahem* food tmr.... hopefully my sister dont go quiet on me..tsk! already it is stressful for me!
heard the news abt that cute lil 2yr old girl...ouh what in the world is going on sia.. she being missing for a few days, then police assumed that they found her body lying motionless under the bridge..stepfather became the suspect... sigh~ again. what in the world.
zul was doing the flyers around tampines a few days ago.. and he stumbled upon an inspirational sign...
*squints eyes*
uh? whats that on the wall...?
*move closer*
.....
Nice. A straightforwardly rude sign..but very meaningful. i love.
Train was delayed. Auntie Mary with curlies stepped on my toe. Maria* had to answer the phone. Her handbag kept bouncing off my buttocks. Figured she's a filipino, accent's way too funky - almost indie rap. I couldnt care less about her bag. Just hope they're not made of pig skin.
I bought hand sanitizer. smells like washed undies. absolutely fresh.
I had nothing colourful to wear today, so i'm going through a mourning period. in memory of my dad's fish. he leaped (out of the tank) to his death on 27 February 2006. May its soul rest in peace. I think its assets are subject to estate duty though. Let me do the math.
Speaking of fish. I ate expensive white fish for last Monday's lunch. I donated $17 to Delifrance. Oh well. Life's complicated when you almost expect it.
Walked past Victoria Concert Hall. Bloody social studies textbooks. Who would have thought!? Sir Raffles is actually a black man (with a white man's arse). Education had me fooled.