Friday, December 16, 2005

Just a thought. I was at Mongkok today and saw the indian man selling beef prata. Since I was going home tomorrow, I was tempted to try out something extreme. Hahaha. I wanted to go up to the guy and reprimand him loud. WHY ARE YOU BETRAYING YOUR BELIEVES AND CUTTING UP YOUR GOD SELLING THE PIECES AS FOOD???

Haha. It was sooo tempting.

gwen blogged at 10:20 PM

My dad single handedly spoilt my day. Whatever. He can have fun being here without me, and soak up our guest filth of half drank milk and other junk. I'm NOT cleaning up FOR them before I go. Mega pissed with him, but now that I focus straight on tomorrow, I'm at peace.

I'm going home tomorrow, what else can I say? Haha. I'll tell you guys over the phone or at siglap(or bishan)

gwen blogged at 10:04 PM

I hate the cold here. Getting ready to go out is a pain. You know how you can just throw on some tshirt and shorts or some other crap and go downstairs? Not here. I have to go to the living room turn on the tv for the weather report, OR open my balcony and test the temp. Then decide how many layers I wanna put on. 2,3,4? Then I have to decide what each layer should be. Dressing to go out in Singapore is like trying to crack a binary code. many possibilities but manageable to be just a little late. As for now, I'm like cracking a four number code. WAHLAUEH. How long would that take. Shoot me.

I'm heading to my baking home tomorrow(technically) and I'm dizzy with happiness.
One other thing that tickled me today.


17th Dec. I'm packing! says:
i feel like im in space
17th Dec. I'm packing! says:
HAHA
.sucram sevol alegna says:
coz everything is in chinese?!
.sucram sevol alegna says:
in space
.sucram sevol alegna says:
everything is chinese man

gwen blogged at 1:40 AM

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

I'm doing up my powerpoint presentation for my critique tml. After three days of bringing my dad's friend's daughter out at day and rushing y deadline by night... I'm exhausted. But pretty happy to see everything done though. Two more days to be back. I would be elated.

gwen blogged at 11:45 PM

Monday, December 12, 2005

MONDAY IS HEREEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!

gwen blogged at 2:13 AM

Saturday, December 10, 2005

I've been yoked.

I'm rather sticky to my dad.. and I often hook his arm or he has his arm round my shoulder. I find that warm and nice. BUT. I hate it when he has his hand on my neck to "steer" me. It seriously pisses me off. Cos he has complete control over my direction and my speed. You know lah. I like to dilly dally. Arghh. PLUS, he's super kanchiong. Like as if wait for five seconds will die like that. I get super irate when he shoves me. ARRGHHHH.

gwen blogged at 10:07 PM

Was going through Steven Lim's website as Billy suggested it as entertainment. I think every guy's got an itsy bitsy Steven Lim in themselves. It's hilarious in small doses, but too much, and I think I'm gonna throw up. He is one real life example of too much mental abuse in childhood, developing a false sense of ego and confidence. He talks about himself as a third person alot and then reverts back to first. Sound like a mental case to me. In other words, he's a loser gone wrong(wronger).

gwen blogged at 5:13 PM

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Tell me I'm not.

After dinner today, I cleared up the mess, washed the dishes, cleared out the old stuff in the fridge, and took out the trash. Wait. All these, plus get another ice cold beer for my old man. What has become of me? I took out the trash in my dinky grey pyjamas, and had to sneak around like a thief. I don't want anyone to see me like this, regardless of whether I knew them or not.


Look at the necklace. It's gold. I like it alot though. My friends think it's aunty. I don't know what to say. What was to be my research for school work became a revelation on my taste. Help. Any female. Tell me I'm not. I'm NOT.
I'm gonna go apply a facial mask.

gwen blogged at 9:36 PM

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

NINE DAYS!!!

gwen blogged at 12:58 AM

Sunday, December 04, 2005

I never know fail to wonder how being in a relationship cripples a girl's abilitities to explain things simply. Like if I'm upset about things, I can tell Angela or Jess, and they would understand. Or is it just that they can relate?

Please, I'm begging. Invent some pill or simulation machine that can help guys experience our emotional turbulance, and no matter how messed up we may seem, I think we do a pretty good job til now. *pats on Angela, Jess, Del, Bern's back* If only they can try. I think even half an hour is too much.

Either that, or invent something to make girls more laidback, more bochup. Yes, that's what we need.

gwen blogged at 4:30 PM

I wish the earth would swallow me up.
If I dissappeared, would i automatically not have to think about anything?

gwen blogged at 1:37 AM

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Did you call me earlier on? "No." Why am I not surprised.

Feeling depressed. I am under the inpression that someone doesn't check around here anymore. I feel a slight disinterest from that person. I hope it's only my PMS acting up. BUT. Yesterday was one of my worst nights. It may be a small matter to someone, but to me, I felt like I was not deserving, or had no right to care or to be interested or concerned in that person's wellbeing. Makes me feel like shit. I don't know if it's his way of being strong or whatever, but I just feel shut out. An outsider.

My friends say it's rare that I get calls everyday. But why do i feel........ so oddly unhappy? I can only feel sweet and happy for awhile while I'm preparing stuff for him, but the person doesn't seem to have much time for a conscious conversation. Well, the feeling of not wanting to care more than the other person or rather, needing someone more than they need you does really suck. Why do I always put myself in these positions? I should really learn to care less.

Once again, sometimes daily calls can mean nothing, yet certain minutes on certain days can mean the whole, and of course, certain nights make me feel like I am nothing. I'm trying to remind myself that the person doesn't mean to make me feel this way, but it still doesn't help me feel better. It's really hard to let the person closest to you understand sometimes.

gwen blogged at 9:53 PM

Friday, December 02, 2005

the big gaping hole in my mouth

Pain. I'm in pain. The huge to pay for being over enthusiastic about a bag of shaker fries. Two HUGE ulcers threatening to join forces to make my life hell. Swollen, and dangerously near my incisors, I get really careful when I eat or talk to prevent erupting in enormous pain.

gwen blogged at 12:07 AM

Thursday, December 01, 2005

ALERT!

WARNING: PMS MODE. APPROACH CAREFULLY IF YOU ARE CLOSE TO SUBJECT, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE MALE.

gwen blogged at 12:55 AM