Finally. I've settled all my modules. It gets harder every year, I swear. And every year I forget what the graduation requirements are. So I have to dig up the 05/06 NUS Bulletin from the depths of the website and trawl through the 300-something pages.

Well, I've fulfilled [or am about to fulfill] all the specified requirements, so the rest just need to be filled in by UEs, which are essentially anything, right?

And with 900 points in my general account, I pray to God I'll get Chinese II this year.

Life sucks actually, but I don't like blogging about negative stuff like I once said. So I keep everything light and airy here.

I've started eating granola cereal at least once a day. Not intentionally, but it's such a yummy snack that now I look forward to when there's nothing to eat, so I can eat my granola with milk. Yums.

I'm not working anymore, pasal malas and I need a real break before school starts. But you know, when school starts, obviously I'll start working again. I just need an escape now, that's all.

I'm poor and I'm bored, so if anyone is boxed in by similar circumstances, please ask me out for a cheap date.

Love, me.

p.s. I was browsing through my labels and realised that I really miss MBB. I hope he'll be around when we get back to school.

Last night was the most exciting night of my life!

Okay no, but it was one of the most exciting nights I've had in a long time.

Leaving carpark from work at around one, and was snared in a roadblock at that same carpark. Was virtually ignored by everyone, until one dude decided to ask me whether I'd been cleared.

It was hot though. There were like three expressway patrol cars [or whatever], maybe three ROV bikes and two TP bikes. And there were more of them around the area. A few drivers being delayed pasal keretas modified sangat I suppose. Riders kena marah for tinted helmets. One car drove in and one of the officers quipped, "Wah this one confirm bring back one la!"

I was completely clean, btw. HA!

Went to Vivo and waited outside St. James and OMG, three TPs pulling up next to us. Again, ignored, and buat semak, so I sat down on the kerb and pulled out my handphone. I was quite annoyed by this time. Finally the third dude was done with my friend so I stood up and he smiled at me. In an instant all my annoyance evaporated and my heart melted at the same time and I smiled nervously back at him. He checked my papers, pronounced me good to go, and OMG again, that smile!

I couldn't resist so I snapped a photo when he wasn't looking. This means, of course, that it's a photo of his back, but WHO CARES? I just want a memento of that pleasant encounter. His name, btw, is Ahmad Elmi, which is so cute macam dier jugak! And I'm sorry if he's macam married or something, but Zul [who's married] told me there's nothing wrong with that, SO THERE.

I really hope we meet again [under similar pleasant circumstances], Ahmad Elmi.

[Oh yeah that was followed by Mount Faber, a teeny amount of supper, fifteen minutes waiting at the road shoulder, and finally home.]

I feel like doing an Awun and screaming at the TV, "WHAT love? WHAT love?!?!"

But other than that, I'm great, thanks for asking.

I went shopping with the welcome accompaniment of Hanom-Banom just now, and I actually maxed out my debit card and had to borrow a hundred bucks from her. Thanks Hanom.

We had lunch at Fish & Co. Served by the weirdest waiter in the world. And I'm being kind. When he first spoke to us, I swear I thought he was taking the mickey. But he kept up the gay-step-stewardess-complete-with-slight-bow-and-emotive-words act the WHOLE time. I was really quite unnerved. And Hanom was no help. The moment he opened his mouth, she was already getting ready to laugh. Oh Ali was there. He is still too, too adorable.

Yesterday was a night at Simpang after so long. It was lovely. I'd almost forgotten how much I love that place. Cute mats everywhere, like we don't get at store. A couple of them attempted to tail us home, but gave up halfway for I don't know WHAT reason!!! Ohwells. Anyways, slenger dude told us that Fakhrul's on holiday, so I can't wait till he gets back to work.

I can't believe school's starting soon. Not looking forward to it, really. And I'm so poor now it's not even funny.

I was at the carpark after work at around one in the morning, and I was smiling to myself because there was a pair of TP hanging around the carpark to conduct checks on the cars. I found it SO HILARIOUS because
(a) not only were there at least two large groups of people hanging around furtively, unwilling to get into their clearly-souped-up cars for fear of being inspected,
(b) but also because I really do hate these groups of earsplitting-engine cars that meet up in that carpark and then go zooming off somewhere else, in a creeping, annoying, noisy line. Like I'm not deaf enough already.

I mean, I actually saw one of the TPs under the hood of a car. Gahahahahaha. Good job! At least I know they're doing something other than antagonising me in the middle of the night at freaking Lim Chu Kang.

Okay, sorry. But really, the groups of modified cars really annoy me! They're noisy, step, AND they blind me to no end with their stupid high-intensity whatever foglights. HELLO. Did I miss any weather reports of foggy conditions? Takder pon. And you can't say I'm being hypocritical because Baby is a black bike with normal lights and I don't have an annoying speaker either. PLUS I don't ride around in groups of ten, blocking three lanes of major roads in the process. *nyehnyeh*

Oh dear this really turned into a tirade against annoyingbodykittedsportscars, didn't it? Well. I speak out against PDA too, sometimes. So. Haha. [If you don't get it, it's fine.]

I really think I should stop being so hate-able at work. I get annoyed at the stupidest things, and then I get annoying myself. Like the other day, a deaf customer who refused to respond to my calls of his java chip frap. So I went: "Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response] Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response] Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response]" I was actually about to launch into a third chant, but Don made me stop. And the cute guy infront of him was laughing.

Today I was annoyed again. I made two venti chocolate cream chips and I was calling them out. "Chocolate cream chip! [no response] [in two decibels lower] Okay, ignore me.." YZ had a talk with me after that because apparently the guy was there and he was sniggering. Wow, you can snigger at my comments but you can't respond when I call your drink?

I haven't seen Dan in awhile, I wonder where he disappeared to.

The US Navy is in town. You can always tell. They're in the trains, in the clubs, in my store asking for white chocolate mocha and paying with Navy credit cards. It always breaks my heart a little to say that we don't have white chocolate in Singapore. I mean, having tasted the Spinelli's one--and subsequently drinking at least one each day--it's my favourite, too.

I missed venti no-whip add-sleeve caramel frap guy today because he came by earlier, apparently. =( He's really such a pleasant fixture to look at. I hope he'll be around tomorrow.

Okaylah tu je. I've been wanting to go for a secret shopping spree [secret because my boyfriend shouldn't know about it] but seriously, no time. I wake up just in time for work, and by the time I'm done, the shops are closed. I've been wanting to eat at Fish&Co too, but same setback.

Excuse me, cute guys, please apply at SB-LT. I'm dying of boredom and non-hesitation here. And "Can you STOP hiring girls?!?!" has become a daily chant by me to the managers.

Well that's it bye.

Ha! I'm back!

Both Caramel Brothers are here, I am so in love right now it's not even funny. But if I really had to choose, I'd pick the younger one. Both of them are waaay cool without even trying, but the younger one is hip-hoppy. The older one looks like he might crush me in bed [if he even deigned to get in bed with me, which is so not happening, so don't worry], so that makes him second pick.

My brother is stuck at home with chicken pox, and guess what. I've never actually had chicken pox before in my life, so I'm kind of at risk here. They say it gets more unbearable as you grow older. And although I had a chicken pox vaccine before one of my major exams [Primary Six or Sec Four], I'm still a little worried.

Oooh. Yesterday I finally hit Ikea Tampines since it opened. It's huge. There was this four-poster bed display that I fell in love with. It's just so fresh and charming. And there was a $600 rocking-sofa-chair which I almost bought with my own money. Once you get on it, you'll never want to get up. They're discontinuing the line, so if I really want to get it, I better get it quick. If any hot, rich guys out there are secretly in love with me, now's the time to come out, okay?

I have mottled [?] skin from a five-hour tanning session. It's so sad. I hope that one day it'll get back to normal. You know, if there's any disease I might die of, I think it would be skin cancer.

I haven't watched any movie in months, it feels. So sad.

OOOOOOOHHH on Saturday the hockey boys were in store. You know, Aidil and friends. Unfortch, I only know Aidil personally, so too bad. Haha. But I have to say, seeing a certain Pasir Ris-ian again was great. He still looks as hot as he ever did. I'm trying to recall the details involving the first time I saw him, but I can't seem to. It wasn't on the train, right? That was another guy. Hmmm.

Sometimes I miss those public transport days. Just sometimes.

Speaking of public transport, yesterday I was on 12 home from City Hall, and a few banglas were on it too. Then there was this chinese auntie-ish [around 30s or 40s, I know she has a talking son] who I swear was trying to pick up one of them. She was basically making conversation with him, asking him about his phone line, and whether he can cook or not, and how he would rate his cooking. It was just highly distracting listening to all that. I mean, she has a son. WHY is she trying to pick up a bangla worker. Or what could all her constant questioning mean, if she's not trying to pick him up?

Wow. I thought it'd be hard getting back into this blogging thing, but it's not. I've been flooding the partners' comm book with "entries", just cos it's easier to write there. No tagboard, no internet access requirement..

And now my alarm is going off so I gots to go. BYE.

Just dropping a note from Andy's laptop at work. Haha.

I'm still sick, it's so annoying. Yesterday I tried on about six dresses and a romper from River Island and I bought one of them. Plus a pair of Jellies in transparent. Modern-day Cinderella slippers. When I was younger they didn't have any big enough for my large child feet, so I'll get them now to make up for it.

I can't buy sale items cos mostly they don't have my size. But it's okay. I don't mind buying full-priced items. I don't like sale crowds anyway. Actually I don't like any kind of crowd except for the mid-sized clubbing crowd. Haha.

Also, I haven't been clubbing since the stupid ban, sedihnyer. So much for my plans to go check out the scene after the smoking ban. I was SO excited about it. Ohwell.

Okay my break's up, bye.

Don't say you will, if you won't.

Just a little something I live by.

So it's been a while since I last blogged, and I guess it took a huge thing to irk me badly enough to blog here.

Yesterday was the big day. I invited a few close friends, because, you know, it's not my wedding, and I even sent a couple of them real invitations, through the mail. This was at least a month ago, and then I bumped into another friend a week or so back, and I invited him too.

But wow, the one who showed up fifteen minutes before it started was the last-minute invite, my beloved Dodol and his girlfriend! Followed [hours apart] by Amin and Hanom.

Well, you know, it's an invitation and all, so you have every right, and then some, to decline. But I invited you, and you said yes, and some even followed up with offers of helping, etc. Friday night I was messaging and calling everyone, because Dodol was the only one who contacted me first. And nobody replied. Till like, two in the morning; noon the next day! So like, what were you doing when I called, anyway? You slept at midnight and woke up at noon?

So, what did you do, you forgot? Wow. If I invite you to my wedding, will you forget about it too? I wouldn't be surprised, really. There were even a couple of them who didn't turn up and didn't bother telling me.

Considering everyone accepted the invitation gracefully [and considering how we all attended Otam's wedding the other time with much anticipation], I was completely appalled.

It's just plain rude, is what it is.

And now I can really have a small wedding, no worries.

Malas to dwell on it, cos ugly thoughts make you uglier. But let's say now I know who I can count on.