- the movers who moved her .

Revamping a room is one banal project you wouldnt want to do, when one, you are coughing like a smelly old man dying from bronchitis,two, your eyes looked as if you have been squirting tobasco in ' em ,and three, your nose's giving way to all that damned glob.

i wished i could just tie a mega sponge of some kind to my nose ( i reckon it wld still drip , if only it was lard, instead of glob,i wld be kate moss by now.)

Any old how, i quit using tissues already, i am using towels now , not hankies, mind you!Hankies are for neeneepoops. Towels anyday, will be a better solution to my runny nose crisis!

so yes, i apologize to all my good people for not hanging out for the longest time. i am really really really busy. well ,with my room! heh.

Did i say, i have been to ikea so many times, that i remembered most of those weird fugly swedish names and prices of all their stuff?


so anyway, here's a little update on this massive project that i am on.

- old wardrobe's off to neverland on wednesday, new one's in this sat.
- so is the new desk, the chair, and the audrey hepburn mural , i will die for, and all that knick knacks.
- my current working desk will be banished to the tv room for myfogeyoldman.
- the painters are coming on wednesday. two panels of the wall will be done in silver grey.
- the wallpaper peeps are coming in on thursday. There are still 2 rolls of wallpapers that have yet to be delivered to my household. how how how. :/
- driving test's on wednesday. i am shite nervous. it's chickenpeasyeasy, i know. but i am still scared la.
-more furniture shopping on tuesday and wednesday.
- friday , off to work i go, and pleaaase , dinner with elvin, and i gotta party please!
- saturday - self assembly day .
- sunday - fabric shoppin at spotlight and cheena town.


* and i am selling a four tier computer working desk with pull out drawers! condition :mint, hardly used. Price : $40 , self collect! i will be throwing in a swivel computer chair too! i am nice!
email me @ at t_e_a_r_s_5_8@yahoo.com.sg .

and then i am torn between, a couch that's a funky red that will be placed in front of either white or dark brown curtains (that will probably go with my wallpapers)or a couch with a really vintageretro fabric that will go with the curtains,but may make my room alittle too groggy?
but the fabric is so NICE. I SWEAR.

boo.

i am busy. and i like how it is. it keeps my mind off stuff and i issues i gave up worryin abt.

*shrugs.*


till then.

- the head's on the stove; the stomach's in the bowl. -

i am wretched. it's a accursed karma. i plead guilty. i will beg for amnesty.
just chop off my nose. PLEASE.

It all started with a relapse, really. Nothing serious, just a relapse of an old ailment.

Then, i think it got to my head. yes, FEVER. (and my head's about to implode .) and it's less than 15 mins ago, the doc just claimed the eyes, throat and nose as the new casualties of this merciless viral barrage.

and , thanks to leene, who, just has to remind me this is the 6 th time i have fallen ill this year.
deedee, who offered to buy food and keep this sick nasty thing company.

WHY, TELL ME WHY. life just cant get any more wretched than this, i swear. for everything else that happened.

good.

let the fever set me ablaze,
let the mucus drown me!
let the virus eat up my eyeballs!
let the throat swell and explode!



i. just. want. to be. happy. again. :_(

The animosity killed the fishermen and his fishes.

STEP ASIDE BOYS.

I <3 MY AS TALL AS LIONS.

-trappings of time-

the first kiss etched in the dawn of new year's day.
the fireworks immortalised on their tripods.
the intoxication of the sweet spirits.
the lorry adventure.
the morning calls.
the afternoon at can's.
the canoe weights in the rain.
the pineapple overloads.
the crazy things they wld do at luncheons and dinners.
the getaway.
the apple pie surprise.
the laughters and the talks.

she thinks of them alot.
does he?

" i am sorry, but can i have the key to happiness..?"

- random hints and tints-

so. i was talking to delun ( deedee ) abt photography and random shite.

our conversation:

1. skinny air stewards who shld just be astronauts , since they are already anti gravity. * coughs

2. and how pencil nib nips will fall off in winter and how i will sponsor a roll of masking tape to tape it back,

3.and how men can never be 55kg ( reason? you wouldnt want your gf to feel as if she's in a women's wrestling federation when you play fight with her,wld you?)

4. how eating lor mai kai 's really like eating some poor featherless chicken who got compressed up with rice, to be only steamed in a aerofoil bowl.

5. how some of them should stop calling me 'cute'. cos i am fucking not a poodle with pink hello kitty ribbon who stuffs herself crazy with red bean pancakes in sanrio land.

6. and how deedee is really just a illegal severly malnourished kung! bushmen migrant from the sahara who tries so hard, but to only be a spelling policeman in our local heartland.

so yes. we were talking abt photomanipulation. and hah! i made this in 5 mins. which i too agree can be quite freaky with more touch ups.

anyway it's alot of things that are on my mind now. my sch, my money,my family, my scholarship, my driving, my room. i hate being bogged down the way that i am . but nonetheless, i am glad i have got gun,unker lin, tong, and leong around.

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