-About a Girl-

Sunday, July 31, 2005

And so we enter day 4 of my great killer-flu adventure.

Things are not looking good. Haven't been sleeping well the past few days, and today is no exception. Woke up at 8 am unable to talk.

Didn't wake up with a fever this morning, but my ears hurt, my nose hurts, and my throat super-super hurts. I'm pretty sure its swollen, it feels like there is a golf ball permanently lodged in there.

My nose was clogged, so blew into a tissue and HOLY CRAP, there's blood in my nasal discharge. ugh. Not only that, but I mustered the strength to go spit some of the phlegm out and....its reddish-brown. uh oh. Maybe I should see a doc.

Damn, should've gotten that flu shot. Shut up to everyone who've been pushing me to.

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Saturday, July 30, 2005

Woke up this morning

with one




motherfucker of a fever.

Head was pounding and couldn't see straight. not only that, my stomache and bones were aching, and my throat was incredibly dry.

Funny thing is, for the first time in my life, I DIDN'T want to be sick. I used to make myself sick on purpose so as to skip school, but today I had to work. So popped some flu medicine consisting of pseudphedrine and paracetemol, and some neurofen tablets. Yeah, I'm one of those people who memorise scientific names for substances.

and now I miss my mummy. because I love people fussing over me when I'm sick, and boy oh boy, does mum fuss.

Thursday night, I started coughing. nothing too serious.

yesterday in school, the phlegm started to bother me. alot. And at work, I coudlnt speak properly, had a hoarse throat.

Oh and, did I mention I lost my handphone? Left it in the glenmore park shops toilet. hoepfully someone took it to management...must go check on monday. yeah...my barely 1 month old samsumg camera phone gone, just like that, Only when I got on the bus to penrith did I realise I'd left it there...I AM AN IDIOT.

I don't really care about the phone, just that its my lifeline with some people. Feel so naked without my phone.

I'm off to puke.

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Friday, July 29, 2005


This is gross. I'm so bloody sick..I'm coughing, spewing out yellow phlegm, and for once, I actually have a good reason for not going to school, but yet I feel so bad.

Anyway, was very happy last night. I saw sam! he *finally* got a hair cut and is so adorable i have to put use this ><.
From my house to the bus stop, I was wearing my white mambo flip flops with my purple vincci heels in my bag which i only changed into on the bus, because it would be very impractical to wear heels while walking in hilly glenmore park. As I was going through this rocky, terrain-y shortcut, I recieved an sms, so took out my phone and started reading and...


I stubbed my toe against a big fat rock, and duly tripped over. Thank god no one was watching. I think.

Dumb rock.

Now my toe is bruised and swollen and gross. ugh.
Went up to Glenbrook in the mountains for dinner, and thats when the cough started to kick in...I couldn't stop, and the cold mountain air was just making it worse.

Waited forever for our food...about 40 mins after ordering, the waiter came and said,

"we've been having a problem with the microwave, but your food will be here shortly."

Lol, wtf? we ordered nachos and gado gado, which is rice with chicken and satay sauce...why would you need a microwave to cook that?

We concluded it was the nachos, because the cucumber that came along with it was all warm and limp. Gross.

Gave sam the weezer shirt I bought from studio 78 in 1U and...he loved it! and it was the perfect size! Thank goodness I went back to exchange it, otherwise it would've been small enough for me. On the back, it says: IF THE MUSIC'S TOO LOUD, TURN IT DOWN.

LOL. I love making people happy, especially people who make ME happy. =)

After today, no more skipping school for me. I'm not even gona be late. Its time to get my shit
together and get serious about school...this week, I was only actually present in school for just ONE day.

I'm off to school now. already an hour late. ta.

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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

argh. im so so so so....so FRUS! as in frustrated. an i just wrote frus a testimonial on friendster. ha.ha.ha.

Ok, very cranky right now. Why? I'm sleepy. and its only 9.20 pm. its like there's an unwritten law that says i am in no way to sleep before 11 pm every night. and I NEED SLEEP.

Not only that, this fcuking computer is so irritating. I'm burning Sam a cd, or at least trying to...the fcuking burning software keeps error-ing on me. FUCK YOU NERO! yeah thats right! take that! You made me say 'fcuk' 3 times in one paragraph!

But oh, I had such a great day. woke up feeling like not going to school, so i feigned a stomache ache. 20 mins after james (my cousin) left for school, he came back with debbie and roy, two kick ass maori girls from our school. They wanted to cut school and go to the markets and asked me to go along and I said hell yeah.

We ended up buying a day tripper pass and went to the city...I love love love the city. Thing about hanging out with debbie and roy is that everything is super slow paced....had to walk slow, talk slow, but it was all good. they're cool people, and we had humongorous fun.

On the train back, I was super exhausted, but managed to think up a list of things I need to give up...inspiration coming from a workshop I attended few days ago. And so, I shall publicly announce my list so as to make sure I give all these things up:-
  • Mcdonald's (and other fast food)-its starting to make me sick. Why eat, of all things, mcdonalds, when there's so much other better stuff in the world?
  • Coca Cola - super sweet = super bad for you. end of story. and when you have unlimited access to it at work, it gets majorly dangerous.
  • Coffee - I don't wana become substance-dependent like so many people I know.
  • Chocolate - never liked it from the start, but gave in every now and then when the need for energy called. now I'm giving it up completely.

So there you go, the 4 deadly sins, formerly a part of my life that I now give up. There were a few other things I considered giving up, but could not bring myself to doing so:-

  • Tea - I live on that stuff
  • ice cream - i still refuse to believe how fattening it is
  • Tv - Even if I hardly watch it anymore, I still can't miss things like fat pizza and chapelle's world...and programmes like 60 minutes are just way to absorbing to not watch.
  • The internet - OMFG, I can't believe I even thought of that.
  • Weed - hemp. pot. marijuana. whatever you wana call it. its a miracle worker I tell you, a natural plant that grows in the dirt thats gotten me through so many hard times.


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Tuesday, July 26, 2005


Today, I fell in love.

No, its not what you think...bear with me here.

Once a week or so during lunch break, my friends and I would spot an absolutely beautiful little girl, maybe about 8 or 9, and eating lunch out of a red zip-up lunchbox. When I say beautiful, I mean absolutely GORGEOUS, with big, pretty blue-green eyes, rosy cheeks, and short, whirly hair, and she would always be wearing a white long sleeved shirt inside a green checkered uniform and stockings...she is timeless.

We've always known that she's from the support unit at the public school nearby. Today, I made the decision to go up to her and talk to her. I can't remember if it was a friend or me that went up to her first, I think I did.

I went up to her and just said hi, and asked for her name.

"Cassie!!!" she practically shouted, with a big smile and the enthusiasm I would not be able to gather in a lifetime. I introduced myself and stuck out my hand to shake hers, but she wouldn't. Her caretaker explained that she doesn't like to touch people nor to be touched, and so I let it be.

Soon, there were about 5 or 6 of us gathered around her. We learned that she is in fact eleven, and would be attending our school next year, and was brought there every now and then to get used to the surroundings.

Talking to her and getting her responses was just the most adorable thing I've seen in quite a while. She didn't speak much, but whenever she did she was just so enthusiastic and loud it lit all of us up.

"I like your lunch box Cassie."

"Me too!!!!"

"What have you got in there?"

"Biscuits! and crackers! and apples!!"

"awesome...whats your favorite?"


Hehe. And she only remembered my name! Me and janelle took her for a walk up to the canteen and basketball courts, and she was so excited about everything it was so adorable, I wanted to take her home. I think she is autistic...I'll find out the next time I see her.

This whole incident left such a strong impact on me and just amazed me; a year ago, I wouldn't even bother going up to a little kid and start talking to them...I used to absolutely HATE little kids and never wanted anything to do with them. And now here I am fawning over them and wanting kids for myself.

Woohoo. I'm finally growing up.

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Sunday, July 24, 2005

Come on heartbreaker

Per se to my recent bout of home team spirit and interest in sports (....HAHAHAHA), I watched an *cough cough* astoundingly gripping and well fought soccer match today between two of western sydney's *cough cough summore* world famous and best soccer teams, Glenmore Park vs Wentworth Falls.

Would love to tell you about the outcome of the game, but sadly don't remember nuts about it.

Ok ok, we all know I couldn't be fcuked to watch a bunch of people kick a football around in the sun. I attended the match out of curiosity; a certain friend's love interest was playing and I wanted to see him in real life after hearing so much about him.

Watched 50 first dates before that and fell in love with that movie. Yeah, its taken me a while to get around to watching it but it was well worth the wait...Drew Barrymore is so cool. If I had to pick a woman to screw, I would screw her. =)

And guess what? My birthday was FINALLY celebrated saturday afternoon; saw the flick Monster in Law (which I've already seen) and I was late. because I was waiting for someone who didn't show up. Yeah, I'm pretty sure you can guess who. I don't wana talk about it anymore either.

Confused, confused just so confused...my head is a mess. argh. I wish I could rewind to 3 months ago when everything was perfect, when every tuesday, work was this great anticipation I would look forward to and couldn't wait for all day; it was all so so simple and fun then.


But you know its true
I've given up on you
Take your time
Hold on to all you have
Cos I'm holding your hand
so tight tonight

But if you want to
travel the seas alone
I won't wait
I can't help myself
Cos I'm holding your hand
so tight tonight

-Tonight's the night by Little Birdy

I don't understand why people don't like Little Birdy...I love them to the point of hero-worship. The irratical lyrics, the catchy tunes and her voice...they are PERFECT. If I ever get around to being in a real band, I wana sound like them. Click on the link and listen to their songs in the player thingie.

David bought a table he claims is big, big enough to have sex comfortably on...that guy cracks me up.

Guys may let you down but your friends will always be there =)

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Saturday, July 23, 2005

Let it be..

I discovered alot of things recently:
  • smoking joints doesnt get you as high as doing bong hits.
  • If I go to ANU (australian national university), I could combine a law degree with an arts one, ie photography. how cool is that? I think I'll do that.
  • I think I'll quit my job and get a new one. I started work again last night, and guess what? I only get 2 nights a week now. and on WEEKENDS. Seriously, fuck that shit, I can't live on $100 a week.
  • I give up. give up what? Give up trying to make this work. All my time and effort goes unappreciated, or at least it feels so. This is taxing me emotionally mentally everything-ly; I've stressed myself out to the point where THAT time of the month didn't come around (I swear I'm not pregnant), and of not being able to sleep more than 6 hours a night, even on weekends.
Honestly, it feels like everything thats mattered, everything that I've lived for this past year, is falling apart. If there's one thing I've learned, its to never let your guard down. I made that mistake when I went to Malaysia; everything was so smooth sailing, and then I went away.

And now that I'm back, I'm back to square one.

So where do I go now?

"Happiness comes to the one who doesn't hold on to joy, but kisses it as it passes him."

And so I kiss you goodbye. It was good, you made me happy, but in the end, just maybe, its not worth the fight.

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

I'm not okay, I promise.

I hate dissapointment.

I know I've said this before, and I'm sure no one likes to be disapointed, to be let down by this stupid, silly, lying thing called hope, but I can't begin to describe how much it effects me; I cannot handle it at all, I will kick, cry, scream, cry, attempt suicide, cry some more..
.and it doesnt even have to be a big deal, just the smallest things that let me down can instantaneously trigger these tragic acts of sorrow.

Yes I admit, in that way
I am, like a stupid little girl instead of the smart, level headed woman-child (thats what a certain someone called me, pooo you) i usually can be and am, tremendously naive.

Once bitten
Twice Shy.

Thats what they say.

And so I have to ask, why? Why do I always have to get my hopes up, only to be let down by people I love, over and over again? Is optimism so bloody wrong?

*sigh* I guess somtimes, there can be a very, very fine line between optimism and naivity, and I walk that line, oh yes I do.

Which is why I'm sitting here in front of my laptop, tremendous surge of negative nonetheless creative energy to write, after having bawled my eyes out for the past twenty minutes.

Just because of something very, very ridiculously ridiculous that you would tell me its no use crying over but yet I cried and then what will you do about it?

Oh so alone



somebody to love


big big heart

I want...escape. Oh yes, the weed is calling.

Excuse me while I escape.

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"I wana fuck you like an animal, I wana FEEL YOU FROM THE INSIDE"

Not really, but if you're cool enough to know what song this is from, you're definitely cool enough for me.

Got tagged by Suet again, so here goes.

Currently reading: The Pianist - Wlydsaw Szpilman (okok, I'm not really reading anything at the moment, just wana look worldly and smart. ahem, I HAVE read that book.

Total volume of music files on my computer/ Handphone:
erm, not sure, i've got about 700 songs on my com.

the last CD/ringtone I downloaded/bought : The last cd I bought was some Secret Garden album. No, I don't know why i bought it either.

Song/ringtone playing right now.
Closer- Nine Inch Nails

Five songs/ringtones i listen to a lot/ringtones that I use a lot on this phone:
Damien Rice -The blower's daughter
sinead o connor - nothing compares
OaG - Permaisuri
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps
Little Birdy - Tonight's the night

I tag:

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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

19 July 2005

To Whom it may concern,

Kimberley Low of Year 10 was late to school today as she had just arrived from abroad and is experiencing minor jet lag.

Yours sincerely,

Kimberley's guardian.

Muahahaha. I'm such a slacker when it comes to school...Its the first day of school today, and first period just HAS to be science. Who in their right mind would want to start of the school term with a period of science? Exactly.

NO, it does not have anything to do with the fact that my science assignment is 3 weeks overdue.

Of course not.

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Sunday, July 17, 2005

A love story in flowers

Pretty baby -Vanessa Carlton

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You Light me up and then I fall for you...

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You lay me down and then I call for you..

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stumbling on reasons that are far and few,

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I let it all come down and then some for you..
Pretty baby don't you leave me
I have been saving smiles for you
Pretty baby, why can't you see?
You're the one that I belong to
I'll be the embrace that keeps you warm
and you're the sun that breaks the storm
I'll be alright, and I'll sleep tight
As long as you keep coming round

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The pix I took with my uncle's new cam, a Canon PowerShot S2 IS in my room in M'sia....very, very cool.

Just flew back to aus this morning via British Airways, am not even gona waste my time complaining about it, I'm pretty sure I've made it clear how much I dislike BA. Thanks to your EXTREMELY comfortable seats, BA,I managed to get about 2 minutes of sleep on the plane and slept when I got back from 10 am to 6pm. So thanks to you, my body clock is now fcuked. No offense to any brits, i just dislike your airline. *sticks finger up at BA*

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Made a mistake...my *ahem* condition is spelt S-C-O-L-I-O-S-I-S, not however I spelt it in an earlier post. My x-ray is scheduled for tomorrow, and to be honest, I'm kinda worried they'll find something horribly wrong with me. Am trying my best not to think about it too much.

Some proper blogposts coming up soon, I swear. Meantime, enjoy the pics, and yes that is my real hair colour.

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Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Oh man, feels like I haven't blogged in ages.

Why? my stupid internet connection thingie is fcuked, my modem is fcuked, streamyx is fcuked. YEAH THATS RIGHT, TAKE THAT YOU STUPID STREAMYX PEOPLE! STREAMYX IS FUCKED!

Blah. I'm in Pyramid right now, using the pc in the internet cafe place near tower records for rm5 an hour. waiting for Rachel and maybe nick..we're gona play pool. Pooooool.

  • I'm blogging in bullet points, since my mind is a bit too fcuked to think right now.
  • I had a dream the other day...I had kids. omfggggg.
  • Been taking pix with the Canon S2 IS we bought for my uncle and shit its a great camera.
  • Would upload the pix here but like i said, my internet is fcuked.
  • Have you seen Amytiville horror..? Saw it with rachel on saturday...Its scary. Its freaky.Its rated 18PG. For a reason.
  • I'm leaving on saturday, can't wait!
  • I'm not talking to my dad anymore. I really, really, really hate him.
  • Thats all. more when my mind is straight.

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Friday, July 08, 2005

May luck be your lady...

List of stuff I've purchased in the past week and a half, since I thought you might like knowing what I've spent 500 bucks on.

  • The Scissor Sisters remixed
  • The Doves- Some cities
  • The Killers-Hot Fuss
  • Kings of Leon - Aha Shake Heartbreak (been DYING to get that one for ages)
  • Some Jimi Hendrix cd, its got all the best stuff on it
  • The best of Sixpence non the richer
  • The Foo Fighters - In Your Honour


  • Closer (finally, havent seen it yet though)
  • Princess Mononoke (Japanese cartoon movie, for certain someone back in aus...)
  • The motorcycle diaries (been dying to see that one too)
  • Dodgeball (ben stiller comedy, nuff said, though i already saw it twice in the cinema =P )
  • and finally, the one the whole fcuking world's been talking about since forever, Pulp Fiction

other stuff:

  • Pair of shoes from Twins @ Isetan KLCC, super high and super bad for my sclerosis-ed back but oh so flattering for the legs =P
  • Spaghetti strap top from Naf Naf, GORGEOUS...will take a pic and post soon
  • A t shirt of a certain band for that certain someone in aus (you are soooo lucky)
  • RM50 worth of reloads for my phone
  • whole bunch of badges...no, i did not steal them from studio 78 =PPP
  • alot of pool games
  • alot of seafood
  • alot of other random stuff I don't remember buying

*sigh* nick's back from london, woohoo! he called on wednesday night when he got back, its freaky, he could've been one on the train or something when that horrid attack happened.

Speaking of being lucky, here's a lil story, true nonetheless, that'll make you re-think the meaning of c-o-i-n-c-i-d-e-n-c-e.

I met this G.O. (gracious organiser, stupid name i know, but thats what they call the people working at Club Med) in Club Med Cherating somewhere in the middle of last year when I went there with Val, Nicholas, Guo Heng, Jason, and some of their families. My family didn't go and I was the happiest girl alive, hehehe. But back to this G.O. Her name was Gloria, and she was "in charge" of us 14-18 year olds. She's a kickass woman, tall, tanned, from Philipines if I remember correctly. Either that or Indonesia.

Anyway, one night, we were talking about the different club meds, and she was telling us about her experiences working in the different ones around Asia. You see, GO's have the best jobs ever, they get paid to have fun, and change 'posts' every 6 months or so.

Gloria in particular worked in the Bali one a few years ago. One night, the G.O's had planned to go dancing at this nearby club, about 10 minutes away, and it was one where alot of foreigners, especially australians, frequented. They were all dressed and ready, and even called a cab to get them to the club. However, just as they were about to leave and get on the cab, they were all called back for some emergency staff meeting. Now, they could have just gotten on the cab and pretended not to hear, but they reluctantly stayed back for the meeting instead.

Half an hour later, it turned out that the meeting wasn't such an emergency at all, and they were all pissed off that their night had been ruined. One of em switched on the telly in the hotel room, and to their disbelief, there was a special news report about the Sari Club, the club they had planned to go to...a bomb had just only went off, and more than half the people at the club were instantly killed.

Thats right peeps, it was the Bali Bombings.

Coincidence, or something more? You decide.

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Thursday, July 07, 2005

1U with a cousin

Went to 1 Utama last night with Mel...I think my readers (all two of em) are getting bored of my ramblings, so here's some pics for you to ogle at. Yes, I have photoshop now =D

*note: some of the pics look pretty shitty cos they were originally bigger, and when i resized them to fit this damn window, they got ugly. oh well.

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First of all, introducing rebel_heart and the closet groupie.

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cool, sex and the city/gossip girl-ish shot, if not for the very visible typical malaysian house out the window.

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yeah, we had fish and co (again). This time it was the seafood platter for two, and lots and lots of kola tonic....

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fell in love with this shop that had all this indian/bohemian/hippie-ish stuff, bought a pair of earrings...how pretty is this bed??

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and lastly, a little something i did earlier during the day.

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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

You know what really sucks?

Waiting by your phone all day, expecting the call that never comes
or maybe even a stupid little sms just to know that person's alive
Or sitting in a stupid office all day
Fugly fluorecent lights
and fake plants
and boring people
Asking yourself
"Why the fuck did I even bother coming??"

I'm reminded why I hate my life here so much...

I hate everyone expecting me to be a certain way
I hate this tug-of-war between trying to do my own thing and trying to live up to everyone's expectations
I hate what my father does for a living...would YOU like a father who sues people for money??
I hate the fact that everyone thinks that just cos I'm from a well to do family, I have everything I want and am happy with my life
I hate pretending to be happy
I hate my family

I just wana play guitar
and take photos
and write
and be with someone worth my bloody time and effort
and laid back, easy going, happy people
instead of the sick, sad, materialistic, money-chasing motherfuckers this world is full of

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Sunday, July 03, 2005

big big balls

You can never have too much seafood.

On Friday night, I had dinner with the grandma in one of the millions of seafood-steamboat restaraunts in Klang.

Saturday night, I had dinner in Fish & Co. at Pyramid with Penny and Amelia...it was goood, seeing them again. I had peri-peri prawns and they shared a seafood platter and both, to my surprise, were pretty good (I don't have much faith in franchise seafood in m'sia). Penny and Amelia had some carlsberg while good ol Kim only took a few sips...the funniest thing was, just as they were drinking, amelia's MOTHER, of all people, appeared at the window and started giving frantic hand signals i couldn't comprehend. We also took alot of pictures of (our) boobs, will post them shortly.

...And today, I finally met up with Suet and Baz! *important moment in Kim's blogging life* Baz was so kind as to pick me up from my house and send me home as well, AND pay for lunch.

Speaking of mothers, mine is just embarassingness. When I told her I was going for lunch with 2 people I met through blogs, she went all crazy and started asking questions like, "What if they kidnap you? what if the guy brings a friend and rapes you? What if the car crashes??" It didn't stop there...halfway through lunch, Baz's phone went off...it was my mother looking for me (I had my phone on silent, I don't like interruptions during mealtime). Now we know where I got my paranoia from.

Take a WILD guess what food we had...yeah, seafood. A seafood platter at Manhattan Seafood Market this time, complete with the waiter blow-torching the prawns, burning them to the point of near-inedibility. It was fun meeting up with them, was so paranoid it would be all awkward or that we wouldn't get along, but it was all good.

A conversation about balls:

Frus says:
do u insert coins into the table slot or pay by hourly?

Kiiiiiim says:
insert coins in the slots

SuetBaz. says:
insert coins

Kiiiiiim says:
lool yes, insert coins

Frus says:
ooo, that aint too bad then

Frus says:
are the balls big or small

SuetBaz. says:
very very big


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Friday, July 01, 2005

Can I be anymore self absorbed?

Here we are, we're at the beginning
We haven't fucked yet, but my heads spinning

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

I'd love for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
I'd love for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
for this that we can control
Baby I'm dyin'

-Why Can't I - Liz Phair

Been listening to this song over and over and over again ever since I heard it on the plane. I used to refuse to listen to it, but now I do because I guess I can relate?

Aaanyway, I know I gave my blog address out to a few people who wanted to keep up to date with my "interesting" life while I'm away, and am feeling a bit bad for not updating much.

Why would anyone wana know about shopping and eating and shopping and eating?

Cos thats all I've been doing since I got back. Had some good ol gai fan, or chicken rice today at the hawker centre near my old school, SMK USJ4 with Sandra and some other old schoolmates and damn, it brought back memories. I kiss the ground and thank the gods for not having to wear ugly blue & white baju kurungs and pinafores and stupid looking white school shoes anymore...cos now I wear ugly yellow polo shirts and dark blue checkered skirts and stupid looking black school shoes.

Yesterday I think it was, after spending 5 hours in my dad's office trying to make sense of the system of the whole place, I made a very important decision. I've decided that when I "grow up" (inverted commas because really, what is grown up?), I'm gona be either

a) a photographer,
b) a tv/travel show host like asha gill or jamie aditya,
c) a writer, and owning my own magazine, or
d) something that requires constant travel and no uniform

So look out for me in 5-10 years time in the magazines or on the telly or my famous photographs everywhere that you'll instantly be able to recognise because they will be so uniquely mine. There is no way, NO WAY will I ever even THINK about getting a 9-5 job wearing boring suits in an office with ugly lights and bad coffee.

And no I'm not just dreaming, I'm dead serious; I'm a person who gets my way, no matter what.

I can't wait for Nick to get back, we're gona watch dead serious movies and get really high (and not necessarily in that order), and he's gona teach me to drive. weeeeeee.

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