| 2 people on a saturday |
[25 Aug 2007|09:49am] |
DON'T BOTHER READING THIS. I JUST NEED TO CONCENTRATE ON SOMETHING FOR A WHILE.
Hotel basements can get creepy sometimes.
Especially if you arrive in the wee hours of the morning.
Its 9.50am and its rather disturbing. What with all the 7th month stories and the office located on the 4th floor. No one else works on a saturday except Yap and I. butbutbut, he only comes in after 10. damn u manager. HAHAHA
I need to pee. but im scared. Apparently it lurks in the corporate office. which is on the way to the bathroom. DAMMIT. YAP!! hurry up. hahaha
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| It's my fault. totally... okay maybe not |
[21 Aug 2007|12:42am] |
sucks like this.
I silently pictured something a little more glamorous - obviously with a good ending.
It's okay . Its my fault to a certain extent. In which the skies the limit.
so, "WE" were thirteen. eugh
It's so fucking feasible. But I don't know where to start and neither do you.
There's nothing I can do or will do. So I'm just gonna have to miss you.
Hopefully I'll be reading about you in the tabloids. All the way from British Columbia.
That's just my way of showing concern. Don't fucking judge me. AHAAA
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[29 Jul 2007|03:35pm] |
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It's like. I died.
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| H E L P |
[22 Jul 2007|12:54am] |
Please say you've seen/heard/noticed something/anything. we're desperate.
find felicia.
www.findfelicia.blogspot.com
www.xanga.com/comeheregirl
with love.
lydia
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| Liar |
[07 Jun 2007|06:03pm] |
Good Shit. Period.
YAY
Miss Sehs Bom lover will be here for 2 days and during those 2 days I've got 1 test and 1 exam. FUCK YOU.
Yeah I lied about the good shit bit. I figured theres nothing more interesting than a sarcastic remark.
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| how comforting. |
[03 Jun 2007|08:49pm] |
selah ♥ says:
ok THIS time next week i will be in singapore
IF ONLY KIM, NARD, JAS AND MANDY FOLLOW SUIT.
life will be.. almost perfect. YAY
I love you long time.
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| Hi! may I purchase some fresh brains? |
[03 Jun 2007|03:03pm] |
So this is how someone jobless feels like.
It's okay I have something else planned... eeeeeeek. It's strange how I'm working harder than I did for finals. WHY LYDIA WHY NOW.
I miss work. I miss my collegues. I miss discount shopping at the airport. Yeah thats about it... yay so heres a hate list. UNLEASH THE INNER BITCH. I don't think anyone who reads my blog will have a problem with that. HAHA I'm so insulting. I know. HAHA
In point form to sooth your eyes. (I am THAT kind)
I hate people who:
- Think disjointed looking knees gives them good posture and makes them a little more kate moss. But I'm sorry. skin colour check please. PLEASE
- Make me run errands for them just coz I've got a mother who doesn't mind driving me around. (So.. what was my advantage that you were talking about?)
- Ask me how to get internships.
- Ask me how much allowance I get every month.
- Try to gain attention by slapping my arm every now and then when I'm already having a conversation with them.
- over use the word serious.
- think it's cool to wear hot pants with a thick jacket/scarf/cardigan and tell me its fucking freezing in singapore.
- Complain about the copious amount of concealer I apply on them and remind me that their pimples/scars/acne are still visible.
This is 99% harsh.
I hope for the love of myself and my friends.
please forgive me.
Coz I need this. A LOT!
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| pretty resume. ouch |
[25 May 2007|05:22pm] |
what is this? 2 managers occasionally 3 breathing down my neck.
I'm suffocating. In the best possible way of course. What I learn in a week is equivalent to 1 term at PLC. wow.
This morning I woke up thinking I hope I don't get stuck with finance again.. damn spreadsheets.
Next time, I'm gonna get internships closer to home.
10 hour work days and 3 hours of traveling time everyday doesn't make sense.
I've only got my own stupidity to blame.
like they say. No pain. No gain.
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| pretty resume. ouch |
[25 May 2007|05:22pm] |
what is this? 2 managers occasionally 3 breathing down my neck.
I'm suffocating. In the best possible way of course. What I learn in a week is equivalent to 1 term at PLC. wow.
This morning I woke up thinking I hope I don't get stuck with finance again.. damn spreadsheets.
Next time, I'm gonna get internships closer to home.
10 hour work days and 3 hours of travelling time everyday doesnt make sense.
I've only got my own stupidity to blame.
like they say. No pain. No gain.
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| I feel you |
[16 May 2007|11:25pm] |
I miss the close proximity, cold shoulders and warm hearts.
OUCH
It's like I never left.
I'm excited about Selah's visit. But I can't help but think whats gonna happen once she leaves. Theres nothing to look forward to anymore. It's gonna be like year 12 all over again. Crying in taxi's, waving, looking back. busting tear ducts.
All good things must come to an end.
go away.
I don't want it to end.
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| patchwork. |
[09 May 2007|09:52pm] |
Came across "patchwork" today.
Can't remember the last time I was embarrassed like that. long hair, braids, pig tails, coiffes. I was so... young?
HAHAHA I miss uniforms, blazers, jumpers and cheapo rockports. mmm I miss my squidgey school shoes.
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| you asked for it. |
[09 May 2007|09:11pm] |
PATHETIC is the only word that does justice to how im feeling right now.
But if you do need an analogy. read on...
HAHAHA
It's like lychee flavoured lip gloss gone wrong with a huge dollop of cheese stuck between the gap of your 2 front teeth.
YUCK.
mushmushmushmushmush.
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| don't bother reading. SERIOUSLY. |
[06 May 2007|08:55pm] |
I've always thought I'd never have to say this. But lately. Okay fine. not just lately but since I got home for good. Things have been pretty awry and I have no idea how to behave. Let alone feel comfortable in the "comfort" of your own home. HAHAHAHA
Yes that is not only absurd and ridiculous and I doubt it that anyone will understand. I say don't let the chauffeured kid with a highly strung mom fool you. It's stupid and almost impossible, simply foolish for one of such "old" age to behave and feel the way I suppose she does. Damn. I'm not giving in. Not anymore. Firstly I'm sorry but you can't push your weight around anymore coz I'm no longer 5 and I'm not afraid of anything. Maybe snakes. So yeah you caught me. I'm so deadly afraid of snakes that I'll probably just kill myself even before it could decide whether or not to attack me. But thats not the point im trying to make here.
Emotions aside.
Heres my sad attempt at creating an analogy. Or rather pose a question.
- A father has 4 children. 3 of them get along just fine. However there is the occasional oddball. (in this case the 4th child) who is CONSTANTLY irritating the shits out of everyone. Okay. basically Number 4 is the root of all problems. Wouldn't it make sense to send the 4th child to a mental asylum/therapy of some sort?
I don't like it when the minority get's his/her/their way especially when his/her/they happen to contribute the least and create the most problems.
I sound so vicious.
Yuck. This is so unfair.
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| SHOVE |
[27 Apr 2007|10:22pm] |
B: your life is like plastic surgery.
L: don't start.
B: seriously, why feel pathetic when you've got everything. well almost.
L: coz I'm human and I'm quite bad at living it.
B: stop lying. you're in love and you're being a bitch coz you dont wanna jinx it.
L: I'm starting to hate you.
B: I love you dushey.
L: I have no idea what that means.
B: what I'm trying to say is I love you more than your imaginary friend.
L: I'm going to bed.
B: what the fuck. lets go shopping tomorrow.
L: I ALREADY TOLD YOU MY LIFE IS RUINED. I AM BROKE AND I WANT TO CRY. thanks.
so, my parents confiscated my card and I have friends who pretend to be concerned just so that I'd fall for it and get kicked in the ass one last time before it gets old.
I only have myself to blame.
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| HA HA HA -at myself |
[26 Apr 2007|06:58pm] |
selah ♥ says:
HAHAHAHAHA
selah ♥ says:
IM ABT TO GO OUT
selah ♥ says:
with mandY!
selah ♥ says:
hahahaha
selah ♥ says:
to watch mooobie!
selah ♥ says:
YOU SHOULD COME!
weeedia says:
you fart.
weeedia says:
STOP
selah ♥ says:
hahahaha
selah ♥ says:
okay bebeh
selah ♥ says:
chat later
selah ♥ says:
loveyou
I can only imagine if I make a dollar everytime something like this happens. I'd be able to buy myself some bruno frisoni's. mmmm
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| Aiya. I ought to get shot |
[25 Apr 2007|02:40am] |
A couple of things I need to say before I start hibernating.
It's 2.41am on a wednesday morning and I'm so damn sick of shopping.
I keep buying pretty things that I don't need and end up not having enough time to get what is really important. Which explains why I'm constantly walking around aimlessly flinging my card at cash registers as tho I've got money making machines as parents.
I am constantly whining about this and that only because I have really bad time management skills and I can never seem to even things out and actually do something sensible.
It's a vicious cycle.
I guess I'll probably shoot myself soon coz I've got school every freaking day and I work 3 days a week. Fuck. How the hell am I suppose to do homework? ahahas.. I'm hoping there will be heaps of Wongtai's, Selah's and Jasmine's in my class.
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| only because its been too long. |
[13 Apr 2007|12:13am] |
Shanghai this weekend. Will be back on the 24th.
Don't bother calling me unless I message you or something.
ps: selah, I'll stay for you. so special tis you. I gave up california for Belah farting. sloth love you long time. PROMISE. BOOK YOUR TICKETS NOW!!
Mandy, Nard, Kim & Jasmine. DONT BOTHER TALKING TO ME UNLESS YOU'VE BOOK YOUR TICKETS.
AS YOU CAN SEE I'VE BEEN FORCED TO RESORT TO THROWING TANTRUMS. YES.
I miss melbourne.
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