Wednesday, August 30, 2006
erm
my tuesday was a draaaag. seems like work no longer waits for me.. hope i dont turn a decade older by end of the yr.
i've been taking jamu lately. its got this nice sunshine taste to it.
i hate ants. those lil people irritate the hell out of me. and seeing Nick Stokes covered with red fiery ants towards the later hr of CSI is nauseating. by then i was already scratching away and belting short screams as my eyes refused to lose sight of him. ergghh!!~ blardy ants.
come today i've officially watched Napolean Dynamite five times in 2 weeks. That explains the doped look i've been seeing in the mirror all this while.
my girlfriend, murni's back from her honeymoon!~ sweeeeet! dang time flies. she's back in the office except this time around, she's married. sheeshness. really happy for her!
spoke to dip earlier. great ta hear those jodi accent again.. ;)
"Glad ya doin well sexy! its been awhile really and its nice ta hear from u! Sorry if i sounded distant over the phone earlier. CSI had me hypnotized! We'll talk again soon!"
i've been taking jamu lately. its got this nice sunshine taste to it.
i hate ants. those lil people irritate the hell out of me. and seeing Nick Stokes covered with red fiery ants towards the later hr of CSI is nauseating. by then i was already scratching away and belting short screams as my eyes refused to lose sight of him. ergghh!!~ blardy ants.
come today i've officially watched Napolean Dynamite five times in 2 weeks. That explains the doped look i've been seeing in the mirror all this while.
my girlfriend, murni's back from her honeymoon!~ sweeeeet! dang time flies. she's back in the office except this time around, she's married. sheeshness. really happy for her!
spoke to dip earlier. great ta hear those jodi accent again.. ;)
"Glad ya doin well sexy! its been awhile really and its nice ta hear from u! Sorry if i sounded distant over the phone earlier. CSI had me hypnotized! We'll talk again soon!"
Sunday, August 27, 2006
cracked, bruised, blushed
since dad's off to work and the sister is out for tuition, i joyfully skipped down to my fav masseuse for my traditional javanese full body massage earlier today.
it was my virgin moment.. and boy, was it a shiokly painful one!! i guess my favourite part of the entire massage would be when the lady cracked my neck. i thought that would be the end of me.... (think jet-li movies)
fortunately, tt didnt go as planned.
i just checked myself out. i'm sooo bruised alright. man.. i feel sexy~
i watched hady mirza in action on the spore idol encore show. tt guy made me blush like a fool again. what the hell.
it was my virgin moment.. and boy, was it a shiokly painful one!! i guess my favourite part of the entire massage would be when the lady cracked my neck. i thought that would be the end of me.... (think jet-li movies)
fortunately, tt didnt go as planned.
i just checked myself out. i'm sooo bruised alright. man.. i feel sexy~
i watched hady mirza in action on the spore idol encore show. tt guy made me blush like a fool again. what the hell.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
from me to you
to tha dude with those killer eye lashes...
- Asree S. -
happy twenty3rd birthday sexy!!
alaahai~ dah besar anak mak! *sobs*
my best wishes to you for the years to come.
may u be forever blessed with greater happiness and wealth.
stay strong but gay always.
thank you for being a great friend all these while and most importantly
thank you for all the moronic times.
*peace*
Monday, August 14, 2006
here's to good times..and bad
i spent my leave hangin out with mom the entire day. it was fun indeed. going around orchard conversing in bahasa indonesia after that brunch we had at this indonesian restaurant. i'm dead sure ppl would have mistaken us for indonesians. true enough, that foot reflexologist was surprised to find out tt i'm sporean.
tsk.
after all that shopping, it didnt occur to us that we should get ourselves 'pampered'. not until this china girl gave us a pamphlet tt screams "EXPRESS MANICURE AND PEDICURE - $14" that we ended up in a Nail Spa.
mom was eager to so-call try out the $14 dollar deal. after much persuasion, she eventually agreed to have the full mani & pedi session, with massages, scrubs and whatnots = $41.
pfft~ sales ppl. they're good with switching the digits arent they?
her session would take abt an hr or so. i wasnt keen on doing my nails so i went over next door and happily settled for a 45 min foot reflex for 25 bucks.
sweeeeet~ day! with mom. loves it.
by the end of the day, i realised that i'm eagerly waiting for a phonecall from someone but to my dismay, it didnt happen. "give him time, he could be tired.." i said to myself.
theres alot more i need to learn when it comes to being in a relationship. maybe i'm just not good at it yet.
tsk.
after all that shopping, it didnt occur to us that we should get ourselves 'pampered'. not until this china girl gave us a pamphlet tt screams "EXPRESS MANICURE AND PEDICURE - $14" that we ended up in a Nail Spa.
mom was eager to so-call try out the $14 dollar deal. after much persuasion, she eventually agreed to have the full mani & pedi session, with massages, scrubs and whatnots = $41.
pfft~ sales ppl. they're good with switching the digits arent they?
her session would take abt an hr or so. i wasnt keen on doing my nails so i went over next door and happily settled for a 45 min foot reflex for 25 bucks.
sweeeeet~ day! with mom. loves it.
**************
by the end of the day, i realised that i'm eagerly waiting for a phonecall from someone but to my dismay, it didnt happen. "give him time, he could be tired.." i said to myself.
theres alot more i need to learn when it comes to being in a relationship. maybe i'm just not good at it yet.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
it clicked!
watched 'Click' last tuesday. did i mention i loved it!? the reviews were spewing B- or C grade for this movie.
whatever.
its an A from me!
she asked "Will you still love me in the morning?"
he replied "Forever & Ever, Babe!"
whatever.
its an A from me!
she asked "Will you still love me in the morning?"
he replied "Forever & Ever, Babe!"
Friday, August 11, 2006
sparks fly
the day went by so quickly today. as usual i took my time to get off from work to finish up whatever i feel seems kinda outstanding for the week. i applied for another leave on monday, thought i need to spend an entire day with mom now that shes around. becos of tt i had to clear out the files tt has to be sent out on monday. i need to have my well-deserved stress-free weekend. otherwise, that sleep paralysis fella might just swing by and say hello to me again.
...
ok i think i just scare myself.
anyway.....
i left the office slightly past 8 earlier. head down to the musollah for prayers. once done, i thought i head down to bugis to silently critic the current fashion disasters. before i set my mind to doing that ultralame activity, i bumped into sexy rabz at the lift! *glees* was i glad to still see her around the vicinity at such an ungodly hour! she said nadz's waiting at the lobby... and excitedly announced, "we're gonna watch the fireworks!! join us ar!!"
and so i did.
super majestic beautiful sparks were seen roaming the dark skies above the esplanade river as we watch through the glass windows on the 17th floor. kaboo boooom!! (ok super bad sound effects, i know)
coke light in hand, gorgeous lights before me and almost too quirky bunch of friends by my side: priceless
for once, i love working long hrs.
tmr's gonna be fun! i hope. be meeting the tailoress (heh) to collect our hari raya outfit. ooo.. can't wait to try the fit! anyone care to guess the colour theme for this yr's raya??
:)
then later to mom's friend's plc for tea. social.
if all goes as planned, i shall meet up my girlfriends (inclusive of asree) in the evening! hope to see another amazing display of fireworks again then!!
kahhboooOO BoooOOm!!
*clears throat*
...
ok i think i just scare myself.
anyway.....
i left the office slightly past 8 earlier. head down to the musollah for prayers. once done, i thought i head down to bugis to silently critic the current fashion disasters. before i set my mind to doing that ultralame activity, i bumped into sexy rabz at the lift! *glees* was i glad to still see her around the vicinity at such an ungodly hour! she said nadz's waiting at the lobby... and excitedly announced, "we're gonna watch the fireworks!! join us ar!!"
and so i did.
super majestic beautiful sparks were seen roaming the dark skies above the esplanade river as we watch through the glass windows on the 17th floor. kaboo boooom!! (ok super bad sound effects, i know)
coke light in hand, gorgeous lights before me and almost too quirky bunch of friends by my side: priceless
for once, i love working long hrs.
tmr's gonna be fun! i hope. be meeting the tailoress (heh) to collect our hari raya outfit. ooo.. can't wait to try the fit! anyone care to guess the colour theme for this yr's raya??
:)
then later to mom's friend's plc for tea. social.
if all goes as planned, i shall meet up my girlfriends (inclusive of asree) in the evening! hope to see another amazing display of fireworks again then!!
kahhboooOO BoooOOm!!
*clears throat*
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
happy august the nineth!
happy 41st birthday, Singapore!
damn time flies! she's forty one?! that means she's two years older than my ex-bf!
interesting.
i had a great day today. spent the day with the entire family at gramps'. mom's back for the week and the next - hence the happy occasion for grandma. she brought back thirty kilos of mangos. and i had my 2nd one just a min ago.now my fingers are sooo... 'Body Shop'.
i missed the parade! arrggh!! i fell asleep at 630 and woke up just in time for spore idol. heh. whaadya know... i felt weird watching them sing.. honestly, none of them wowed me tonight. sigh.
crap. shouldnt have missed the fireworks.
excuse me while i go beat myself up.
crap. shouldnt have missed the fireworks.
excuse me while i go beat myself up.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
the dream
was it just me or did it happened?
i wonder.
it was way past midnight. after the phonecall from dzul at 2am, i did my daily checks before going to bed. making sure the tap's dry, the door's locked from inside, the windows slightly ajar and all lights off. since dad's out to work for the night and not forgetting the fact that idra's completely spread out on ours, i crashed my parent's bed.
i was tired for the day... but i can't sleep.
so i went to my room and fetched idra's mp3 player and switched on to ...the backstreet boys/aaron carter/ashlee simpson/jesse mccartney ..well, you get my drift. and since i can't get to bed, i shan't complain abt idra's choice of music. after all, they are my one and only companion for the night.
if i could recall clearly, it was towards the last verse of backstreet boys' "Its gotta be you" when my eyelids caved in voluntarily and yay! i'm falling asleep.
so i peered open my eyes just enough to search for the stop button as i ended my weekday. it was 0230 hours.
unlike my bed that had piles of pillows most of it were idra's and being used to having idra next to me, this time around the mattress felt light and more spacious. all i had was 2 pillows underneath my head, and three more on the side that belonged to dad. i had the blanket to somewhat shield me from the coldness of the night. little that i know, i needed the blanket more than ever tonight as i sense chills trickling down my spine.
lying in bed i felt asleep. the word is 'felt'. its funny how i can still see the room, knowing tt my eyes were shut. amidst that finding, i sense a strange presence. i positioned myself slightly curled to the right with my chest up and my hands were placed on my chest, holding on to the blanky and not letting it go.
someone's near me, i said. not literally, but in my dreams (or nightmare if that is a better word). it's opening up my hands. making me let go of my blanky. i heard words. muffled ones..coming out from this someone, sitting very near me. but how eerie it was when the audible sound from the fan began to give in to this voice which i had refuse to listen.
it was saying something to me and at the same time..hanging on to my fingers while i tremble in reluctance.
i rememberd that my eyes were closed but i can see the darkness of the room.
i tried so hard to mutter the prayer. to the point that my soul had to force my nerves to appear near the temples. my tongue wasnt listening to me. my mouth was of no use either. i'm being disturbed yet i can't have control of my fears.
Oh Allah! whats happening?!! i cried out.
after much tries, i burst out the prayers as if i was in need of air after being underwater for 10 mins. i breathed deeply, much deeply till i can finally feel my soul moving down to the remaining parts of my body and my mouth began to say out the prayers that was in my head the entire time.
the fan grew louder and the voice slowly fade way. i opened my eyes. the darkness hasnt changed abit, not even the trembling of my fingers.
i tried so hard not to overreact cos i know i'd be scaring myself unnecessarily. forget the mp3, i grabbed my blanky and my handphone (as alarm), offed the fan and went straight to my room where my sister was sound asleep. there i lay again and looked at the time.
315am
ONLY?! i thought.
why do i feel watched? was it just me or am i still in my dreams except i've succeeded moving my limbs and moved to my room?
i continue to shut my eyes and forced myself to sleep again, though i really didnt want to. i did my prayers for the day, what. i cleaned up nicely before going to bed. i said my prayers again before i sleep. what did i do wrong?
why do i feel afraid? why am i being disturbed? what was it?
strangely, i've heard this advise before. 'go wash your feet before you sleep'
i didnt know the reason behind that but no harm trying i thought.
i got off the bed. still muttering the prayer, i switched on the lights. walked to the kitchen and lighted up all three lights including the bathroom. while still muttering the prayer, i washed my feet.
walked back to my room leaving behind wet footprints, i tucked in. strangely this time around.. i felt safe again.
what the.
i wonder.
it was way past midnight. after the phonecall from dzul at 2am, i did my daily checks before going to bed. making sure the tap's dry, the door's locked from inside, the windows slightly ajar and all lights off. since dad's out to work for the night and not forgetting the fact that idra's completely spread out on ours, i crashed my parent's bed.
i was tired for the day... but i can't sleep.
so i went to my room and fetched idra's mp3 player and switched on to ...the backstreet boys/aaron carter/ashlee simpson/jesse mccartney ..well, you get my drift. and since i can't get to bed, i shan't complain abt idra's choice of music. after all, they are my one and only companion for the night.
if i could recall clearly, it was towards the last verse of backstreet boys' "Its gotta be you" when my eyelids caved in voluntarily and yay! i'm falling asleep.
so i peered open my eyes just enough to search for the stop button as i ended my weekday. it was 0230 hours.
unlike my bed that had piles of pillows most of it were idra's and being used to having idra next to me, this time around the mattress felt light and more spacious. all i had was 2 pillows underneath my head, and three more on the side that belonged to dad. i had the blanket to somewhat shield me from the coldness of the night. little that i know, i needed the blanket more than ever tonight as i sense chills trickling down my spine.
lying in bed i felt asleep. the word is 'felt'. its funny how i can still see the room, knowing tt my eyes were shut. amidst that finding, i sense a strange presence. i positioned myself slightly curled to the right with my chest up and my hands were placed on my chest, holding on to the blanky and not letting it go.
someone's near me, i said. not literally, but in my dreams (or nightmare if that is a better word). it's opening up my hands. making me let go of my blanky. i heard words. muffled ones..coming out from this someone, sitting very near me. but how eerie it was when the audible sound from the fan began to give in to this voice which i had refuse to listen.
it was saying something to me and at the same time..hanging on to my fingers while i tremble in reluctance.
i rememberd that my eyes were closed but i can see the darkness of the room.
i tried so hard to mutter the prayer. to the point that my soul had to force my nerves to appear near the temples. my tongue wasnt listening to me. my mouth was of no use either. i'm being disturbed yet i can't have control of my fears.
Oh Allah! whats happening?!! i cried out.
after much tries, i burst out the prayers as if i was in need of air after being underwater for 10 mins. i breathed deeply, much deeply till i can finally feel my soul moving down to the remaining parts of my body and my mouth began to say out the prayers that was in my head the entire time.
the fan grew louder and the voice slowly fade way. i opened my eyes. the darkness hasnt changed abit, not even the trembling of my fingers.
i tried so hard not to overreact cos i know i'd be scaring myself unnecessarily. forget the mp3, i grabbed my blanky and my handphone (as alarm), offed the fan and went straight to my room where my sister was sound asleep. there i lay again and looked at the time.
315am
ONLY?! i thought.
why do i feel watched? was it just me or am i still in my dreams except i've succeeded moving my limbs and moved to my room?
i continue to shut my eyes and forced myself to sleep again, though i really didnt want to. i did my prayers for the day, what. i cleaned up nicely before going to bed. i said my prayers again before i sleep. what did i do wrong?
why do i feel afraid? why am i being disturbed? what was it?
strangely, i've heard this advise before. 'go wash your feet before you sleep'
i didnt know the reason behind that but no harm trying i thought.
i got off the bed. still muttering the prayer, i switched on the lights. walked to the kitchen and lighted up all three lights including the bathroom. while still muttering the prayer, i washed my feet.
walked back to my room leaving behind wet footprints, i tucked in. strangely this time around.. i felt safe again.
what the.
Friday, August 04, 2006
the aging us
as soon as we strike twenty-one, life leads u in a different direction altogether. conversations leaned more to what we had for lunch, how work's been chewing on the nerves and getting into terms with the speed of time. but when the marriage topic conveniently steps in, the majority of us are faced with the inevitable truth. money.
i had 'the' conversation earlier with dee. all that calculating on how much to save up for the big day. how much would the reception cost us. the price for the gowns maybe. the hefty loan for that new house which comes with big renovation tag. or should i start suck-ing up to the folks now.
and dee had this brilliant idea of getting married as soon as dad receives his biggest paycheck ever, the CPF monies.
like how we had imagined it.. "thanks for the money dad! and in exchange for your generosity, i give you.... TAH DAH! A Grandson!" :)
and dee had this brilliant idea of getting married as soon as dad receives his biggest paycheck ever, the CPF monies.
like how we had imagined it.. "thanks for the money dad! and in exchange for your generosity, i give you.... TAH DAH! A Grandson!" :)
*****
.switching to idol.
Jay's OUT! (oh no!!) there goes my Shah Rukh Khan.
no more masculine on-screen tears. damn.
******
.Message to dip.
Thanks babe for the graduation pictures! must have been one hell of a day, i say! again, i cant help but congratulate you over and over on officially becoming an engineer! sexy lah. wish i was there cheering you on. you did great dip. and i am proud of you.
:)
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
just breathe...
i missed watching desperate housewives today. cant help it when you have your dad and your brother glued to some flick on hbo. no way is the remote control at loose. instead of signalling my need for housewives, i ended up on my bed next to my sister with her uncontrollable baby snores.
the moment my eye lids rolled up, its 11pm! noticed dad's on his bed and brother's doing the laptop. nevermind about housewives! meredith's gonna die ya'll!!!
i dashed to the living room.. searched for the remote, like my life depends on it, to get the tv lightened up again, and waited for a miracle to appear on the screen.. man, was i relieved to see meredith standing there with her hands still inside that dude's body.
i love grey's anatomy. i love my monday nights :)
its tuesday already..and its the start of august for 2006. hell thats quick. in about 45 days' time, i'll clock 2 yrs of sitting on that very same chair at work, slogging the hours doing research and drafting. *slaps back* good job, dac. good job.
over the weekend..i manage to catch the Lakehouse. some weird show that was. i cried alittle but stopped when i realised that i didnt know what triggered my emotional button. then i go all sober. then confused cos some parts of the show were sorta detached. but it was a nice romantic show nonetheless. loves it.
on a separate note, i stumble upon this line and fell in love with it.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but the moments that took our breaths away.."
the moment my eye lids rolled up, its 11pm! noticed dad's on his bed and brother's doing the laptop. nevermind about housewives! meredith's gonna die ya'll!!!
i dashed to the living room.. searched for the remote, like my life depends on it, to get the tv lightened up again, and waited for a miracle to appear on the screen.. man, was i relieved to see meredith standing there with her hands still inside that dude's body.
i love grey's anatomy. i love my monday nights :)
its tuesday already..and its the start of august for 2006. hell thats quick. in about 45 days' time, i'll clock 2 yrs of sitting on that very same chair at work, slogging the hours doing research and drafting. *slaps back* good job, dac. good job.
over the weekend..i manage to catch the Lakehouse. some weird show that was. i cried alittle but stopped when i realised that i didnt know what triggered my emotional button. then i go all sober. then confused cos some parts of the show were sorta detached. but it was a nice romantic show nonetheless. loves it.
on a separate note, i stumble upon this line and fell in love with it.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but the moments that took our breaths away.."
May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss
Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist
Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year
Here in town you can tell he's been down for while
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles
Wanna hold him but maybe I'll just sing about it
Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button boys so cradle your head in your hands
And breathe.... just breathe...
whoa breathe..
just breathe....
Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist
Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year
Here in town you can tell he's been down for while
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles
Wanna hold him but maybe I'll just sing about it
Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button boys so cradle your head in your hands
And breathe.... just breathe...
whoa breathe..
just breathe....