Mundane Nothings

It is indeed. Boredom, a much overused word these days. I'm gonna put a halt to it yeah. I have never quite seen a hall filled with so many guys. I wouldn't say it was a pretty sight. There were just too many of them. Too many. You would think that, being with that many men, I would somehow bump into one that could possibly peak my libido. Bugger all that, fat hope. I sometimes forget I'm in ugly Singapore. A land where people need the tempts of money to keep them motivated to fuck each other silly. And after that, the females get four month's worth of rest, of course, with the hope that they could recuperate in time for another fuck. Wonderfully absurd. Too many couples in sight essentially obscures my view. There was one I had to put up with on the train, today. The girl was taller than the guy. Odd already. I know I shouldn't be saying things like that, but let hypocrisy take a back seat, its bloody odd to me. She was relatively pretty, though it looked like she ...

Christmas Wish list... I promised some people I was gonna get this up so yeah here it is. Then again, I have a mind to just give you the link to my last wish list. Heh . K k...No such thing. What I want this Christmas... 1. The cessation of those insanely ruthless teasing. (it ruptures my ego) *rolls eyes* 2. A cute turquoise coloured stuffed back rest. (for the office chair) 3. Actually, I'll be pretty much satiated with anything turquoise. ;) 4. For the adventurous peeps, that hawt dude in turquoise polo tee still stands. 5. A drop dead fucking gorgeous hot stripper, popping out of a mega huge suede-coated turquoise box, with Mustang Sally playing in the background. *licks lip* Yummylicious ! All the best with the hunt amigo! My latest addiction. I think I might need a bigger oven. Daddy? Do you hear me? Oh well. In my attempt to alleviate the throes of inactivity, I went on a walk with the two loyal accomplices, the sisters. To the National library and beyond! I managed to grab...

I haven't been awake this late for a very long time. I kinda miss how it feels. The silence of the night has a strange way of piquing at my thoughts. It elucidates little worldly bits that are left drifting aimlessly up there. Seeing things in a different light comes easy at this hour. ;) I loike. As i jar in the doldrums of inactivity, there are always things that are done without the need to consult the ever present feller, Sir Logic. Dive, just do it, they say. Those tiny voices scream. Thereafter, the long span of deep thoughts sets in, and regrets surface. What was I thinking? No entiendo? Never mind. I need a haircut. I need a manicure. I need a pedicure. I need my dose of sex-laden romance novels. I need to regain my balance. I need to bask in this solitude, yet again. I need to stop baking those addictive chocolate chip cookies. I need to set my arse into motion, so it doesn't get any bigger. I need to shed those flabs. I need to ingest less sugar. I need to chuck that ...

I've been meaning to word out what my college years meant to me, I mean, come on, 4 years is a mighty long time, but I never really got down to doing that. Having read SherLin's post on her commencement (over and over again) and what the 4 years has presented her with, I can pretty much say that I am bloody well inspired. Like finally, a jiwang post in the making! Now let me nudge myself back to my sole purpose of this entry. This was written, yes, written while I was slumped in a corner at work and being slowly devoured by boredom...so surreal right? As I sit here, by the stairs of the school, guarding it and directing lost sheeps like a shepherd of the ancient world, something in me was awakened. A slow melancholic motion, reminding me of the people I have met and grew to love. The people who stood by me when I had spasmodic facial twitches and knee-rattling presentations. Those were the same people who side-glanced me when a hot prawnball bounces by. Back in the time when pr...

Initially, i really wanted to like edit the pictures so they could rock even more, not that they aren't already rocking, just, you know. But, when i sat before my very boring laptop and start clicking away, i realise, I'm much too uninspired and dry for anything artsy right now. Dry. That's the word that typifies my state of mind these days. Bloody dry. Everything is dry, my hair, my purse, my bottle, hell even my potted plants are dry too. I feel like a lonely dried prune on a huge platter. You feeling me? Ok , back to my point. Lets hope my memory serves me well aye. That beautiful Friday night. The night of the dead, some call it. A time for the dead who decides to walk the earth, to surface and blend in with the deteriorating race called humans. Anyways, that's Mexico, in Singapore, standing in line for the tickets at the Night Safari felt somewhat like attending a national event. Its a lot like waiting outside the Kallang Stadium to catch the NDP performance. A m...

Anyways, night safari outing progressed very well. Some hiccups here and there but a blast nonetheless. Its on my pending-update list aye, coz the PICTURES are still beyond my reach. :) Now now, in my moments of boredom, i started reading news online and guess what i stumbled upon on this wonderfully ominous morning... one od the many headlines that instantly annexed my attention : Vietnam halts plan to ban short and flat-chested motorists Sat, Nov 01, 2008 AFP HANOI - Communist Vietnam has suspended a...