Thursday, November 29, 2007
~ 11/29/2007 01:20:00 AM ~
fabulous.
absolutely fantastic.
look at my dock.
all the documents i'm working on are taking up about half the entire dock.
fuck. i'm fucking weighed down by all this crap.
assignments. you.
my already tiny brain cannot take that much havoc and confusion at the same time.
save me from school. save me from you. save me from me.
can't wait for the holsparty time to come. :)
Saturday, November 24, 2007
~ 11/24/2007 10:31:00 PM ~
MOSed with frances, chewhua, purple, cunping, junxiang, ujin and his friends yday!
it's my favourite club so far (considering the extremely =.= standard of the others i've been to).
can't wait to visit zouk!
wahaha.
pictures!
the girls before purple joined us!
:D
morven. HAHA. i bent down so i'd look shorter than him.
ujin and me! :D i'm almost the same height as him in my 2.5 inch heels.
i think kickboxing should have more cca outings to the club.
WAHAHAH.
anyway, i reached home at about... 7 am this morning.
gosh. it was hell trying to stay awake on the train.
banged my head, hard, against the window twice.
once was so hard that the lady sleeping next to me jerked awake.
:S
would have burst out laughing if i weren't so shag!
i woke up in time to go for dinner with my family.
my brother, "walao. you so tired still have energy to take photos!?"
ah well, imma girl, what do you expect, right?
anyway, i met 2 gross shites at mos yday.
:S
first, it was some indian guy waylaid me when i was on the way to the toilet.
fucker can!
grabbed my hand and twirled HIMSELF around, managed to end up hugging me..
and BIT MY FUCKING SHOULDER.
$%#$@^!!!
i was so damn stunned i couldn't even retaliate.
clever girl you are, alexis.
then.... the second time..
I DON'T EVEN WANNA TALK ABOUT IT.
*sighs despondently*
oh yes, remind me never to wear heels to club if i'm gonna stay out for about 10 hours.
it was hell on my feet please.
they nearly rotten off after the first 4 hours.
but at least the clubbing made me forget, for that moment in time, the situation i desperately want to forget.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
~ 11/21/2007 12:38:00 AM ~
it is tough.
so damn difficult to maintain a cheerful facade when it feels like i'm breaking into two.
illusion has never changed into something real.
illusion has never changed into something real.
illusion has never changed into something real.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
~ 11/18/2007 01:14:00 PM ~
okay, so i'm finally blogging again.
met up with my favourite guys last wednesday!
introducing, from top row, clockwise direction: guorong, joel, zhihao, me, dangshi! :D
don't you think dangshi looks soooo much like his handphone chain? WAHAHA. i couldn't resist taking a photo of both of them together. :D
and this, is zhihao my "hubby". but he's divorced me. *sniffles*
he's damn damn cute i swear!
we went to play counterstrike before heading to tamp to watch stardust! :D
aiyaaa... i think that movie was of average standard, actually.
don't know what all that big hooha was about.
oh well, *shrugs*.
friday then saw ujin, morven and me going to watch MUAY THAI CHAIYA.
finally, after longing to watch it a gazillion years ago.
thank goodness we caught it before it ends on 20/21 nov.
it was fab. more fab than stardust. :D
the twists and turns in the plot made it a fantastic movie.
and after the movie, because we were so damn bored, we followed morven to his friend's birthday party at boat quay to drink.
anyway, there was this fucked up thing about the pay for the motorshow which kinda screwed up my week.
it was my secondary school chinese teacher who asked me to go help out at her husband's booth, and so... well, i agreed.
fyi, they are a new company and... "we are taking a risk investing $20k in this show. so you guys have to make $200/hour/person for us so we can draw even, okay?"
fuck sia. getting paid $10/hour and she expects us to make $200/hour.
:S
okay, well...
so as expected, we didn't make the required amount.
and guess what?
she wanted to cut our pay down to $7.40/hour.
like wtf, right?
so i told her that. and okay, so she finally raised the pay to $8/hour.
but still, wtf, right?
how can just because her company made a loss then she want to cut our pay.
i was supposed to earn $280 from that show, in the end cut until $220. :S
would have frigging pursued the matter, but my dad persuaded me not to cuz... "she's your teacher afterall."
still, don't you think it's so unfair?
just because she was in a position of authority, and i trusted and respected her...
she could turn around and go back on her words, and i should do nothing.
then just yesterday, i smsed her to ask if she could just give lina (who worked for one session only), the full $10/hour, because she needed the money to service her bike and all that.
and her reply was "we all have our expenses, and you've all accepted the rate i proposed, so..."
FUCKING CB CAN.
im regretting oh-so-badly agreeing to $8/hour.
the little seed of going to MOM to lodge a complaint has planted itself in my mind.
thank goodness i kept all her smses, just in case.
i hate being caught in such dilemmas.
like... you don't wanna see their business go bust, and yet her attitude just pisses you off so badly.
she's wrong in both her principles and her morals. ought to be talking to us nicely and asking for our indulgence and yet she's arguing indefensibly.
tell me what i should do.
suggestions, anyone?
Monday, November 12, 2007
~ 11/12/2007 05:48:00 PM ~
okay, i've put off updating the blog for long enough.
:D
it was a pretty eventful weekend i had!
finally finally turned 18.
*jumps around*
well wishes and the people who celebrated with me made it a fantabulous day.
lunch with family, dinner with sheereen and pegpeg, and clubbing after with joyce, bernice, zhenghao, and his friends. :D
neway, pictures speak a thousand words ah (*cough* i'm just lazy to type lah, okay).
:D
anyway, worked at Super Import Nights, the motorshow held at expo.
was a promoter for Lucenz Autocare.
the import models/racequeens were fugging hot (the slutty kind though).
take a look!
and, unlike the spore hot babes, they were pretty nice.
and why do i say singapore hotties arent nice?
pray, look around you. the number of hot AND nice babes in singapore can be counted with two hands, yo!
aight. more pics.
sitting in an extremely shiny mazda rx8, i think.
I WANNA LEARN TO DRIVE. :(
this jaguar costs 2.2 million. wtf, right?
and the owner doesn't even use it, just keeps it in his garage.
o.O people like him have WAAAAYYY too much money to spare.
donate some to me!
taken by this guy whom the motorshow security think is a pervert.
oh well, at least he makes me look relatively pleasant in photos. :D
these few days have been really tiring!
was so sleepy, i nearly k.oed during training yday.
take a look at the new bruises i got!
damn ugly lah. :(
look like i got scalded or something.
okay bye.
Monday, November 05, 2007
~ 11/05/2007 05:48:00 PM ~
as the cliché goes, "when the going gets tough, the tough gets going".
i'm gonna hang in there.
fighters don't give up.
no, the towel can be put away.
regardless of how bad the ending is, it's still a lesson to be learnt.
and alexis loo quan rung can't be gotten rid of so easily.
anyway, school has been a bitch.
the truckload of projects that has been dumped on us left me in the dust.
have noooo idea how to start on the webd creative journal and the website we're supposed to set up.
can't catch up at all.
i know i said it before, but i'm saying it again because the feeling hits me from time to time.
i love sanda/kickboxing.
i love training.
i love the aches and pains because it shows that i'm training hard, and improving.
it's the only release i get in the whole mundane and stressful school life.
and the only place in school now, where i can be who i really am.
by the way, i want another tattoo!
fucking addictive can.
if only i can get a big one on my back.
maybe the big one can be left till later, when i turn 21 and parents have no more say.
HMM.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
~ 11/04/2007 03:09:00 PM ~
it has been a pretty uninteresting weekend.
ROAR.
i've been busy keeping my left profile away from my parents...
anyway, i spent the whole of yesterday watching heroes episode 1-6 (thanks jessinta, for the vids!) .
and ZOMG. IT IS FANTABULOUS.
everyone must watch it.
and i absolutely love hayden panettiere.
isn't she gorgeous?
i still canNOT believe she's born in 1989 too.
the fairies in charge of giving out genetics are so unfair.
:(
on a little side note, WEEK 5 IS COMING SOON!
oh my mama.
save us poor mass commers from hell please.
Friday, November 02, 2007
~ 11/02/2007 11:28:00 PM ~
and.. i got my second tattoo today!
my tattoo artist was daaaammmnnn HOT i swear.
he's a eurasian.
and he's named JEAN PAUL.
like how cool is that!
while he was getting the... tools ready. i swear i was about to expire from nervousness.
i asked him if tattooing the neck was really painful... and he said "YES. no point lying to you ah..."
scared me half to death. but in the end, it wasn't as pain as i thought.
and i grew to like the pain after a lil while.
HAHAHA. now i know why tattooing is addictive.
i hope my parents dont find out though.
they'll prolly disown me, considering their threat when they found out about my extremely ugly scorpio tattoo.
okay. so here's the final product.
i love it okay! :D damn ncie.
*bimbotic scream*
LOL.
okay end of post. i have to go apply cream to the tattoo.
~ 11/02/2007 02:26:00 PM ~
i swear, bitches will remain bitches, regardless of how you think they may change.
they deserve to be bitch-slapped for their bitchiness.
then again, wait a minute.
bitch-slapping people is too feminine an act for me, and it won't work as well as giving them a good whopping.
so what if she's a fucking self-proclaimed "cool kid"?
it doesn't give her the right to render others to tears (no, i'm not talking about me).
yes, groupings always give people reason to emo.
but seeing that girl cry gave me a huge scare. REALLY.
and it made me feel like going up to that bitch and giving her a good lesson. through fists, of course.
it'd be pretty good training for me to have a live punching bag too.
maybe then, i won't hesitate hitting my opponent nemore. :)
i hope karma comes around and makes that bitch fat, ugly (wait, she already is), uncool, unloved, and all the bad stuff.
SO THERE!
i can't wait to graduate and be rid of all this crap.
i still canNOT believe she's born in 1989 too.
