we cooked ROSTI!
| 23:56
and we napped.
| 23:46
and we swam
| 23:45
we cooked dumplings!!! actually waiyan cooked it lar. i watched ok.
| 23:42
hahha yes we were cooking when we took this.. thats why so "steamy" heh.
| 23:42
we studied and ate
| 23:41
this is for u.
it took some time.
but its finally healing.
all the barriers, the insecurities, the fears are finally dissipating.
i've let my guard down.
i'm ready to trust again.
ready to say i'm willing to try.
now u do not take it n break it.
it was shattered beyond repair before.
although it still has cracks.
its yours for the keeping now.
so please.
handle with care.
the fragility of it all.
i still have that lingering fear.
but risks are meant to be taken.
at least for u.
(and thank you, the evening was splendid. -winks-)
| 01:43 Tuesday, September 28, 2004
oh wow. i can post.
like finally.
ok, thats besides the point.
and the point is:
i detest rich obnoxious tai-tais.
kick, stomp, pui.
doesnt mean u live in holland village
drive a merc sports
dress in branded garb from head to toe.
means that u have the right to..........
fling clothes at the sales assistants (me).
dump one huge pile of clothes in some corner on the floor then hurry off. (thinking no one saw your "ugly singaporean" deed.)
ask over n over again what size a certain piece of clothing is when the tag is right infront of u. (perhaps the years of intense shopping, fretting over where to go for high tea and playing mahjong has rendered u illiterate.)
complain that a certain mink wintercoat has 10% of the material "viscose" in it. eg."i'm like ALLERGIC to viscose. it makes me itch. so itchy. -insert loud sigh and exaggerated hand movements with a freaking huge diamond ring blinding your eye-)
ah well.........................
the perils of working in a club 21 bazaar.
do it for the cash n be done with it.
yes its 6bucks per hour for shit like that.
so many more stories.
so lazy to type.
hahah.
| 01:00 Friday, September 17, 2004
the shiokest thing about a midnight snack?
eating an entire freaking huge pack of ruffles sour cream and onions,
then right at the end when its really really SALTY.
stick your fingers in swipe the packet.
then lick your fingers real good.
mmm...
the shiokest thing about a late night supper?
bbq stingray, the one with lotsa chilli.
then your friends and you are all freaking hungry.
so u only get abit.
u want more but u can't get it?
thats when its fucking shiok, the longing.
the shiokest thing about lunch?
ikea's swedish meatballs.
yes that brown sauce.
the potatos.
the ordering of a 2nd plate cuz one plate isn't enough.
then being unable to down that one last meatball cuz u're too freaking full.
THAT ONE LAST ONE.
the shiokest thing about breakfast?
ahhh.....................
i really don't know.
haven't ate breakfast in a long time.
don't usually wake up in time for it.
heheheh.
sorry.
| 01:11 Thursday, September 16, 2004
my birthday is rather early in the year.
which means that while everyone is now finally going to turn 19 or just recently turned 19.
i'll be 20 soon.
shit.
when i used to be a kid, it was sucha nice feeling to be older than your friends.
like: "hahaha u 8 years old only. i 9 already!!! so u must listen to me cuz i'm older than u."
now.......
my friends go:"soph, i'll be enjoying the last year of my teenage life while u're no longer a teen. hahahahaha."
thanks guys.
thank you for your kind consoling words.
so touched.
i don't want to grow up so soon.
when i was 13, i wanted to be 16.
when i was 16, i wanted to be 18.
now i'm 19, i wanna be 18 all over again.
but of cuz, there're days where i wished i'm 28.
driving a nice convertible, and having loads of cash to splash around.
but thats another dream altogether.
| 11:59
lippy and i at jason's marketplace.. snacks baby snacks.
i went gym-ing with lippy on tues. (if there's sucha word.)
i have concluded that THERE is indeed a way for us lazy people to actually get some exercising done.
heheheh.
watch MTV and run.
no i'm serious.
u'll be so absorbed in the programmes or the music.
u wouldn't even know if u ran 45mins.
ahh... great eh?
try it.
just don't gorge on popcorn, ruffles chips or chocolates after.
eh lip.... -poke- gym-ing soon again k?
| 10:21 Monday, September 13, 2004
my choice beverage of the month: hot lipton tea with fresh milk.
freaking gd stuff i tell ya.
yes, it complements whatever food u eat and whatever u do.
hot tea with pizzas and chicken drumlets.
hot tea with gd ol' mac's breakfast.
hot tea with ya mommy's cooking.
hot tea with ruffles chips.
hot tea by your side while you're studying.
hot tea after a long cool bath.
hot tea in the mornings.
hot tea in the evenings.
hot tea for brunch.
hot tea whenever.
hot tea wherever.
hot tea while you're mucking around.
hot tea while you're watching that vcd u just bought.
hot tea with chocolates.
hot tea with marks n spencer's teacakes.
hot tea with EVERYTHING lar.
i'm a certified addict.
it must be the caffeine.
at least it ain't nicotine.
right jon? -ahem-
| 13:07
yest short outing was a pleasant thing. i like.
| 10:51 Friday, September 10, 2004
fen and me. outside crystal jade. i missed her like fuck.
| 00:36
n yes crystal jade xiaolongbao is freaking good.
| 00:34 Thursday, September 09, 2004
it is 12pm on a lovely thursday afternoon.
WWSD? (what would sophia do?)
sophia was feeling hungry.. oh-so-hungry.
although there's a kopi tiam downstairs with good food.
she decides to whip up something in the kitchen (with her ultra limited culinary skills.)
she dug out a can of yeo's curry chicken and a packet of myojo instant noodles.
stared at it and decides to heat up the curry chicken and pour it on top of the cooked noodles.
thus, wasting the soup base. but she doesn't like instant noodle soups anyway.
AND!!!!! it turned out NICE!!!! whee... she is very happy.
for once something she cooked turned out ok.
and it did not....
1. explode in the microwave like it happened with the campbell stew.
2. turned up chao ta. (like the stupid egg her father asked her to fry)
3. turn into porridge when she added too much water to the rice.
4. turned out too salty, like the impromptu idea of cooking chicken porridge when no.3 happened.
and also.
she didn't burn her fingers or hurt herself at all.
therefore, the moral of the story is....
failure is the mother of success. (in the case of her cooking.)
shi bai si chen gong zhi mu.
thank you thank you.
-does a little curtsey and leaves-
| 13:56 Monday, September 06, 2004
pardon me while i lambast the world with my nonsensical shit tonight
there are some days i wake up feeling damn pissed with myself an
for all my character flaws and physical imperfections.
hell, i even feel sad and sorry for myself. haha.
oh yes i'm insecure.
show me one person who's truly at ease and confident of themselves and think they're "perfect".
so far, ive met none.
if someone like that finally appears.
i'd strike both toto and 4D on that same day.
THEN being the typical me....
i'd think about those people living in ethiopia.
how they're all starving.
and how poor children have no food.
i'd feel bad for thinking my life is sad.
i always seem to be feeling bad or guilty.
whatiswrongwithme?
like my conscience works overtime.
i'd feel bad..
1. if i littered. (accidentally, mind you.)
2. if i used vulgarities. (which seems to be very often nowadays)
3. if i make my parents angry.
4. if i didn't do something i should've done.
5. for not thanking the aunty at the foodcourt who clears my table.
fuck, i feel bad all the fucking time.
whatiswrongwithme?
like now, i feel bad for posting this post and having the words fuck in it.
bah.
fuck it lar.
| 23:49 Sunday, September 05, 2004
the singaporean dream.
the 5 C's.
who doesn't wanna grow up and drive that flashy convertible, live near town or an upmarket area, have a trophy wife, attend high profiled social events, travel to exotic holiday destinations on a whim?
my friends and i sat down over coffee discussing what ifs..
in reality, alot of us many not achieve that dream.
we might just live in a 5 room flat or perhaps a nice condominium.
drive a wholesome family car like the toyota camry or nissan sunny.
have 2 children who does ok in school.
go for year end family holidays.
a very normal average family life.
what if?
i didn't mind NOT having that singaporean dream.
are my expectations too low or am i just being realistic?
truthfully,
it would be nice.
having a hubby who drives me to work in the mornings.
normal average kids.
live in a 5 room flat.
have only one car and its a family car.
go to church on weekends.
have some spare cash to buy the occasional extravagance.
sign my children up for piano or violin lessons.
the only social events in our lives are family events or that of close friends.
have money for a rainy day.
year end holidays to some nice destination.
HAVE the normal average life my parents are leading now.
it wouldn't be that bad now would it?
| 17:54 Saturday, September 04, 2004
it was a dark and stormy night.
the winds were howling.
i clutched my bag close to me while struggling on the long perilous journey home from the bus stop to my block of flats.
when i finally got to the lift.
the lights in it were flickering and it was strangely chilly.
i silently said a prayer.
pressing 6 instead of the usual 9.
69. haha. ok out of point.
my lift had small transparent windows which meant u could see into every floor.
i thought i saw a child on the 4th floor staring at me but i was unsure.
who could it be? at such a late hour, morever a young child.
finally, the doors opened on the 6th floor.
i stepped out gingerly, as if expecting to be shocked.
i found his door slightly ajar.
pushing it slowly, i peeped in.
SUDDENLY!!!
IT pounced on me...
"BABY!! i passed!!! i passed!!"
the end.
congrats baby. i'm so proud of u.
like your mommy said.. "ure one step closer to being a racer."
-grin-
| 01:53 Friday, September 03, 2004
and i miss the days in bali too. i'm just feelin emo today lar. heh.
| 18:19
for old times sake. i miss the days we wore uniforms.
| 18:05
so we had great fun on that warm tues afternoon in sentosa. sun sand and sea.
| 01:39
my newfound friend in school. really pretty eh.
| 01:37
so as to irritate the hell outta rachel, i'm putting this pic. hahahaaha. luff ya babe.
| 01:36 Thursday, September 02, 2004
remember how those sonia rykiel bags used to be all the rage for ah lians.
it was a must-have for all ah lian wanna-bes.
bah. just a thought.
| 19:18 Wednesday, September 01, 2004
good thing we dont do this on the phone..
scenario 1
girlfriend: baby, u put down first lar.
boyfriend: no no, u put down first k?
girlfriend: no sweetie, hunny bunny, YOU put down first..
boyfriend: i want u to put down first hun.
girlfriend: -insert whiny tone- u to put down first!!
AND it goes on for a blardy 15 minutes. freaking irritates the hell out of me.
scenario 2
girlfriend: you tired yet baby? u wanna put down?
boyfriend: no.. mpfhmmm.. -mumbling in an obviously very tired voice-
girlfriend: okie baby, i really wanna hear your voice anyway.
-silence- they listen to each other breathe for the next 15 mins.
wtf? if u want to put down the phone, do it. don't pretend you wanna continue and keep silent.
thank goodness i don't have to go through this.
scenario 3
girlfriend: i cant believe u did this to me you ingrate!!! i HATE you!!!! don't ever call me again!!
-slams down phone on boyfriend-
-waits 3 mins-
girlfriend: -mumbles to herself- WHY DOESN'T HE CALL BACK??!!!
-calls boyfriend-
girlfriend: i slam down the phone n u don't call back? DO YOU LOVE ME OR NOT? if u did, u'd call back!!!!!!!!!!!
i bet everyone has friends or themselves have been through this before lar.
heheh.
| 23:34
