our seventh month..and counting.

not defunct. as yet.

fiskus

solo

lonely

sharing my life with you

Salaam

a few good reads.

what women want.

some's up

March 2006

April 2006

May 2006

June 2006

July 2006

August 2006

September 2006

October 2006

November 2006

December 2006

January 2007

February 2007

March 2007

April 2007

May 2007

June 2007

July 2007

August 2007

September 2007

October 2007

November 2007

December 2007

January 2008

February 2008

March 2008

April 2008

May 2008

June 2008

July 2008

August 2008

September 2008

October 2008

December 2008

June 2009

It's a blisterish Sunday morning..oh i love days like these.

I'm so glad im not working tonight,cos the weather's just so right..

just so right to...

oh, you know.

pardon me for being very very open. you might wonder why. now let me tell you why. cos im fucking single, that's why.

i'm so single, you won't believe me when i say i'm as pure as a virgin. Yep, THAT single.

anyhoos. apart from being very single, it's not that i have problems dealing with it. I LOVE IT!

like what Sady said just recently, when a girl wants to do it, she gotta do it with the right person. and then she'll feel good. and that's when a girl can feel like a woman, sexy as hell.

i'm NOT horny as of this moment, don't get me wrong. i'm not that sick you know, to vent out my sexual frustrations online.

Diy turns 18 in another eleven hours or so. and you see, we're supposed to be having a party at Barnone with Glitched and all the other Chico's staff tomorrow night. but the thing is, what's a party (esp Diy's) without drinks? and how the hell am i supposed to get drinks if i havent had my pay? you see...i'm in some sort of shithole.

and i know i shouldnt be saying this but, don't get me started on the present. my brain's just jammed up thinking of what to get her.

Diy, my friend, is an easily contented girl. like she said, she doesnt really care who shows up for the party there, as long as Imran and I are there to be with her.

And since Glitched's is performing, those guys better put up a good show. and since they're performing, i'm expecting to see more than just them.

So to my friends who know Diy, please do come down and celebrate this happy occasion.

Barnone, Marriott Hotel. 8pm till late. Don't worry, there's no cover.

So let's see how things go.
Have a nice day.

i love this skin. so tranquil and elegant. something i really need right now.

Perhaps you should know, that i was in a bit of a tipsy mood lately. Been spinning around, head-banging..wondering..star-gazing..humming..all the improper things a girl should do,i think.








That felt good.
Quite orgasmic.
But it doesn't stop there.

I suddenly have this urge to make online albums cos i realise that i'm keeping too many fotos in my comp, i fear iy might come crashing down on me one day.

Ah what the hell. Leave it as it is..i'll find the time to have online albums one day.

I wanna add that i'm spending the night at Conrad this weekend with Lutfi (sexless) and i wanna give him a good full-body massage (with good intentions).

So take care ya'll. have a good saturday.

I admire Lutfi alot. He's been on my mind the whole day. Scary.

Met him last night at Taka, and quite a nice chat with him. Diy was around so we kept the conversation casual, like always.
But as i sat there, beside him, listening to him talk and talk, i realised that i actually missed his intense eyes.
Haha!
i really miss that pair of eyes. I can just go star-gazing and wondering into them the whole night.

It's really, therapeutical looking straight into Lutfi's eyes. They're huge, intense, sharp..beautiful.

I spent the day with my darlings, Imran and Diy, and whenever they share their moment...i do wish i could spend it with someone too.
I do wish that the someone might possibly be Lutfi. It's healthy, you know. envisioning yourself with someone, esp if you're single..like me.

I'll miss the times. I'll miss my life. when i do start at chico's as full-time, i realise i have to let go alot of things. i have to sacrifice alot. prolly a part of my life, just to stay committed and have a stable income. that's why, i admire Lutfi for his drive to go to work everyday without complaining, and actually doing things right for himself..


The thing that's actually bringing me down most about working there full-time is whether or not i can see my family, and will i be able to spend enough time at home, with my loved ones,friends and family included. will i have a LIFE?

that's still uncertain. but if i want a life, what life would that be? the one im leading now? nope, not at all. i want better things for myself. to feel happy and contented at the end of the day.

i will get used to it, it's just a constant worry of being lonely. i need to see my mother everyday. i need to talk to my dad and hug my sisters everyday of my life.

so if work's not gonna give me the time to do it, i shall force myself to squeeze the time for that.

I'm a passionate sucker, you see.

So there you have it, the very essence of myself. Passionate. i feel for almost everything in this world, even for the cat under my block.

so that's why, if i do fall in love, i fall deep and give my 110%. and now, ladies and gentlemen, don't worry for i am out of love. hah. till the next time i DO fall in love, Mira will always be, Mira.


I've decided on it, finally. and the parents have never been more supportive.

I've decided to work full-time at Chico's and Charlie's and with that income, support myself with the business.

I have to say farewell to my education, and build my career first.

and you might ask, what's a career without education?

jeng jeng jeng. that's where u got it wrong. that's how the stupid singapore govt has drilled the mentaility in our heads.

education is a weapon, i agree. but hey. i know what im doing, and i know what i want out of my life. i know.

this is my life, it's just that i've begun thinking about my future and my career plan at the age of 18.

balls, i'm never too young for anything you know.

so hello to the world. =)

It's like a bomb,hitting me.

The news came by through snail mail, of how my failure in my first year at NAFA has led to me having to repeat the year.And that proved to be sore.
Mum was quite upset about the amount of money wasted just to see me having to repeat. We all agreed that i should have quit right after my surgery, and joined back during this year's enrolment period. But then again, chances are i wouldnt stand a chance? oh well, we never knew, cos i didn't take that path.

What i know for myself right now is that,

I still wanna go to school.And at the same time, though very unusual of a teen, i wanna secure my own future, right now. Yes, at age 18. Cos you see, i don't come from a normal family myself. My mom's the sole-breadwinner in the household and she's getting old real soon. So i can't afford another three years of my like studying and not getting an income, and then my dreams of pursuing the Specialist Diploma will take me an even longer duration to get me into the workforce and start earning money.

The thing that avoids me from panicing is the passion i have for the FNB line too. Not only am i game for the Arts, i'm good at my job too! how wonderful is that,huh? and i never knew that until it hit me just now.
So, i do have a future ahead of me. Might be unusual and unattractive, but hey, it's my life. I can get quite weird sometimes.
Maybe i do possess this unique trait. To venture elsewhere where no-one else does. I don't have to live like the average human teen ; to go to school, have a part-time job to sustain my own hp bills and shopping needs, get a diploma at the end of three years and then compete into the workforce.
I see that after this long road we're winding through, there's a massive jam to where we're heading, and we need to compete to get the best slots. yes, are we assured of a financially secured future? will the diploma we are living for right now, give us just that? you decide.

But what i have decided is, to go with my passion. cos i ain't the smartest brains walking around. i hate math and science and anything economical as well. so there you go, i might not be the smartest, but at least i am talented. i know what i want in life. Ya! don't get me wrong, i'm not aimless. i do have ambitions of my own. and i don't see myself climbing the corporate ladder, trust me. i wasn't born for all that. i am the very tranquil artist at heart that i am, faithful to what i possess passion upon.

I'm just so so glad that my mother, the most important character in my life, is willing to see me through this. she's supporting me, wanting me to believe in myself, and not in what other kids my age believe in. she finally sees how i struggle and the kind of dilemmas i submerge myself in. I'm just a simple-complicated kid who's torn between work and school and future.

It's the business that my mom's very assured of. She knows it works, even i've seen it changing others' lives. Just that sometimes i think, maybe i'm not cut for it. But if im not cut for a corporate job, then what else am i cut for? i don't wanna be stuck in the FNB line and left with no choices, i wanna do it out of love,babe. The business is what i'm told to go for. And i'm waiting for myself to wake up to a day and to tell myself that i WANT to do this business, not because im being told. it will come, that day. but till that day, i shall just take the days by days and look ahead. cos that's where i wanna go.

clinch the certs,do the business as the sideline, and suffer for the next few years of my life to build a pipeline in the business. and struggle through a part-time job to pepper that. cos i realise, there's just so much my parents can do for me. God damn, i have grown up too fast and am enthrusted too many responsibilities. but i take it in good grace so yeah, i'm optimistic about it. won't start complaining until i have backaches cos i gotta work often to get enough money to sponsor myself for the business.

the certs to clinch, are the part-time certs i have researched up on. NAFA provides these part-time courses for those who wanna connect to Art, but don't have the time/means. I fall nicely into that,don't i?

Anyways. i gotta go for now. i am happy that i got another chance in Art and in life, and that finally, i'm making sense of it all..

I'm doing something for myself for once.

Goodnight everybody.

Oh,

i want to announce.

I have a voucher which entitles me to a one night's stay at the Conrad Centennial Singapore Hotel (Classic Room) plus breakfast for two and 15% off Spas and Restaurants in the hotel.

Obviously, in such a classy ambience, i wouldn't wanna share it with a female right??!!!

So, i either :-

1. Spend a night sexless with Lutfi, just to get to know each other better before we have that trip to Tioman.

2.Spend the night with Rizal, just to make him feel better, and get tempted to go all the way. (i must be joking,rite.)

3.Spend the night with Imran and Diy and let them bunk in with me. (aw guys, sorry but it's MY night, not yours'.)

4. Spend it alone,quiet and tranquil, soak myself all night long in the tub with rosewater until i drown in it.Then turn suicidal and jump off. Or better still, start hallucinating and imagining things, get myself all paranoid and then go home in the middle of the night.

If all else fails, i might just sell the voucher off for an affordable price.

I want to do it. I want to spend the night there with someone and have a special evening.
But oh well. Who would i wanna bring along, who would i be comfortable with?

I am comfortable with Rizal BUT HE, OH HE.. can get a little too comfortable with me. His morning caterpillar will wake up and disturb me. ew. so frong! anyhoos. yes. i'd LOVE to take Rizal to a place like that, but i gotta wear steel undies when i wanna sleep or he'll slither in. haiya that guy. he gets tempted all the time, but i guess he does deserve some kinda getaway for awhile. my plan, IF HE COMES ALONG, is to give him one hell of a Shiatsu message, a bubble bath where we can drown each other down, smoke bong, and then go to sleep happily(not horny-ly). You know, just like this friend-friend kinda thing.

But if it's Lutfi, it won't be friend-friend you know. THAT'S RIDICULOUS. it'll be casual, but sexless. oh believe me, i CAN go sexless all night. Ask Imran, he knows. i mean, yah. he knows. he understands me when i say 'NO SEX / NO HANKY-PANKY / NOTHING FUNNY' all night and it's not even an understatement.And then we can get to know each other better before we embark on our trip to Tioman. Yowza! what u thinkadat huh?
But then like not syiok le, in a way. cos then i won't feel virgin anymore when we spend the time at Tioman. ah fuck what am i talking about. it should just be a date.

Yah. i think that's it. i wanna bring a guy out and blow his mind. i haven't been dating for quite some time, i say this should do the trick. To get me feel like the most dominant,menacing, manliest woman alive again.

Oh bruttthhhherrrr.

I'm so fucking bored, i swear this is all cos of my lost handphone. I'M GONNA KILL THAT BITCH WHO STOLE MY PHONE. tho i know i will never know who the fuck she is even if she's standing right before my eyes,but hell. i hate this.

Ok ok. i wanna go off now. Conrad, anyone?

This is just mouth-watering.

Try it.

www.juliustruffles.blogspot.com

YUMMEYH.

##

What happened was, i got off days through thursday.

and now i am astonishingly aimless.

i need to go out!

Hey ho..

Sunshine through my window, that's what you are.




I miss my life badly.

I miss chilling out.These past few nights, i have been up and about, unable to sit down and relax.
Work has been always time-consuming.And my energy is really zapping up. There's just so much i can say or do.

And then there's the Rizal-Crystal-Rizal-Mira-Rizal-Diy Saga.This asshole Rizal is getting in between all three of us. HE IS REALLY GETTING ON MY NERVES. being irritating at that,too.

just don't step on my groove,bitch.

anyways.

Today was spent sleeping and recuperating the amount of sleep i was deprived of. And Diy has been a naughty girl lately, making her mother miss her so. =p

It's sad, cos now on i go online only once in awhile, not like i usually did. and with my phone being stolen, i am almost uncontactable, and i don't have good memory of other's numbers.
And Nisa, i will call you when i get the chance to call Harry k? cos i remember Harry's number by heart. so then..from him, i can give ya a call..

I miss work already. i miss seeing the chefs working. i miss seeing B in his chef beret,working and smiling. and i miss singing with Selamat, smiling at Francis, picking on Shah, and cracking my ass with Sam.

I don't know how's my colleague relations with Rizal's going to be like. It's definite that i won't be nice anymore.
I feel that he doesn't deserve it. He's like a fucking Jew. you know how Jews are? you give them a crumb,they want the whole bread kinda thing.
it applies to that mindless asswipe we have at work. we give him an ounce of our attention, and he desires more than just attention,he desires affection. what the hell sia.

i just want to make sure that nothing funny will be/would be going on. and i feel that i am in a very good stand to stamp him down whenever need arises.


i miss my family. what i really need now is a short family vacation to Malaysia or something.
Good night everybody.

The past night was fucking weird.

Firstly,
i was loaded.
Secondly,
I got my ass drunk.
Thirdly,
I LOST MY NOKIA 3315 WINNIE THE POOH COVER HANDPHONE THAT MERELY COSTS TWENTY STINKING BUCKS IF YOU SOLD IT OFF.
Fourthly,
We all crashed at Rizal's place, and it was utter weirdness.

We went to Devil's. It was the first time we'd be there on a Tuesday night..and it wasn't so bad.
It was our initial plan to go ahead, but the Crystal had to join us, i don't know why. She brought along her cousing Raden, so it was us six.
The night was fine..i had myself Heiny. And then Crystal won for us a bottle of Jim Beam, so that meant we all (more over Imran and I ) got drunk like fucks.
She just had to go up on that stage to win the sexiest female booty-shaker award to the song 'Move Ya Body'.


Funny thing was, whenver me and Rizal got close or danced,she's just watch over. and i mean,watch over. not even glance. but just sit and watch. oh wells.
Then i just had to leave my baby handphone with my baby SIM card and my baby contacts in it in the toilet lah.
it was too late when i realised that i left it in the cubicle. i swear, i was wailing like a baby when i realised that i lost my darling. That was the first phone i've ever had, and i purchased it in 2002 with my first ever pay.

And we all know that i keep things like these dear to me..

Oh well, like Rizal said,
a phone will always be a phone and it can be replaced.
But how about the stored messages i have inside my inbox in my SIM card? nothing in this world can replace them and i can't find them anywhere else.
I had messages from all sorts of people, just for keep's sake. Like i still save forward messages from Safrina and my mum about healing and self-strength..and my very long birthday wish cum message from Safwah last year..
and a sweet message from Dad on my first ever Friday at NAFA. the one where he's telling me to have a frikkin' friday.

i keep all that ok...those are what's dear to me..the messages..
the messages, when i read back, i put a smile on my own face.


Oh damn.

and then there's this whirlpool of thoughts that's going on under my thick indian skull. thoughts about my life and how i miss it, about life and how it's changed routine has affected me..and about the new people in my life...

tumble of thoughts, i swear.

ok now. i gtg. i.just.can't.say.anymore.

The past few days have been crazy for me.

Wednesday - 10th May.

Was working at Spinelli. Unfortunately, i was held the closing shift wth Sue, the bitch manager working there. And boy, was i having a hard time tolerating her. She was a BITCH. i got so fed up, i went for a smoke break and called kHai up to execute the 'plan'. The 'plan' was to call the outlet at five pm to tell me that my relative passed away. i know! so bad right! but hey, it worked. so now she wants to see a photocopy of a death certificate. i think i wanna quit by then. oh i don't know. i got no interest working there anymore.

So i had a really bad day when i left work at five. My handphone was going flat on me and Diy and Imran were together and that meant that they were almost uncontactable. So after two hours of wandering around town on my own, nearly getting sexually assaulted by three negro men, and having only the last few sticks of viceroy lights to keep me upbeat, i proceeded to Chico's and Charlie's to meet Rizal and Crys.

After pouring out my heart and soul about the wreck of a day i had, i decided that WE ALL HAD TO GO CLUBBING. beats me, i needed that dose of adrenaline. after sooo long. so Imran,Diy and myself went back to my place to get changed. I dressed like a J-Model, just for fun. hah. and people there actually thought i really was a J-Model/ Mummy Hostess. Alright so then we headed down to none other than the Mat-Infested Devil's Bar. Danced all night long, and i had Rizal to myself the entire night. I kinda fancy this guy. Cos he turned out to be someone i never thought he was. He's so wussy when i first knew him. But when he was on the dancefloor and we were playing hard to get to each other, i swear...he was so sexy. of course he had the occasional anti-climaxing funny faces. But he was as sexy as hell when he was turned on. HAHA!


Thursday - 11th May.

With minimal sleep, i went to work at Chico's at twelve. I swear to you, i was abusing my energy. I've never had that before. I've never had so much enthusiasm and energy for work, bearing in mind i didn't sleep at all. I was working full shift, 11am till 11pm and i was very much capable. So then work was as fun as hell, with customers thinking i was the manager and Sady said that i was reliable, which was good. I have better customer relations standard than this asshole working there,Rafi. Screw him.
After a day of hard work, i went home. Crashed and slept like a baby till around twelve. i swear, i was dead beat. but i know i can't go further than twelve cos if i do, then i'd be oversleeping and that can cause fatigue. So i guess ten hours of comfortable sleep was what my body needed, after four hours of non-stop dancing,one hour of light sleep and nine hours of work.

I figured i'm used to all this already. and i'm not going clubbing again till Diy darling finishes her seventeenth year and turns 18. and that would be at Barnone. I don't think i'm ever going to Devils when i turn 18, unless i have nowhere else to go financially.


Friday - 12th May.

Blogging.
Getting ready to meet up with my babe Safwah at PS. we gonna do some chilling and girl-talk. Meeting before work is good, i suppose and i really do miss her bad.
I'm excited.

I dreamt about Azean,too. i dream that she came back and we all picked her up from the airport and we were hugging and crying at the same time. haha. aw man, i miss her bad,too.

And now i am stoned.

i gotta go bathe and freshen up for the day ahead.

Take care ya'll. Have a happy Vesak Day.

I'm suddenly thinking about Mexico Night.
Oh man, i miss the times.

Ella hace todo por seducirme..
Y o voy, voy, voy..
Haciendo lo que ella me pide..
Y yo voy, voy, voy..
Porque fue la que siempre quize!..
Y yo voy, voy, voy..
Si estoy con ella no es un crimen..
Y yo voy, voy, voy..!

'Yo Voy' by Zion Ye Lennox.



Oooooh la la.

I'm gonna get loved tonight.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present.


Some wise words.



It's been two days since i last updated, i think?

Let's see..what's been new?

Well, me and Diy finally had our long-awaited dose of high. And it was baaad. We got so fucking ass drunk on Friday night at Pasir Ris beach..it was just me, Diy and Imran. Had a bottle of Glenn's Vodka with Sprite but we were downing it like shots. And it reaked damn bad!

I got drunk within half an hour? i dunno man..when you're drunk, you don't know what the hell is happening around you..but i can vaguely remember poking myself so that i could puke out all the alcohol before i fall into a major hangover..
Then crying, god knows why. coz maybe the smart people chose the spot where i found memories flooding.
So as i passed out, i was the first one to wake up to the beautiful beachy morning..it was oh so natural.

Can't wait for Tioman!

Speaking of which, i'm even more eager to go Tioman cos i know Lutfi's gonna be my superman. I dropped by his boutiqe on Friday night to pass him some cheesecake. It really surprised him. And he just stared intently, baffled. hahah. so cute la that guy.

And so my saturday was spent working at Chico's. i had fun..the whole place is just superb. Sady, my manager from Cuba is one cool-ass guy la. He's so..latino. hahah. And check this out : he told me that Raggeaton music has been around for yearsss. and when he meant years, he meant YEARS. Gasolina is TEN YEARS OLD. imagine that. and Culo? FIFTEEN.

They have been around since forever, just that it slammed singapore almost too late. and the best part is, it's the hottest music genre in Europe NOW.

WHAT THE FUCK?!

you know how shocked i was listening to Sady say all that? and i told him no wonder Daddy Yankee never made a world tour. Hahah. even if he did, he'd be ten years late. So now D.Yankee is getting recognised for his music, music he mastered ten years ago.

Rawat, the indian head manager i have, is sucha nice guy. they're all nice people lah. period. and on my first day, i had a ten dollar personal tip. how fucking ass cool is that huh! haha..
Dewi's still working at Chico's and boy was she happy to see me..i think, i'd stay for this one.
So after work, Brian,Crystal,Rizal,Dennis and myself nestled at McD Forum and talked cock till morning..it was pure fun. they wanted to go MOS initially, but sitting down and chilling/talking/bitching proved to be more fun than anything else. That includes sardining yourself in MOS.

other than what's been going on, i am facing a setback. im down with eye infection and it beats me to know that i won't be able to work tonight and tmr..how irritating is that? here i am, tryna make money, and there you go..all kinds of infections everywhere.

My right eye's pufffed up. i look like i got punched squarely in the eye. it's painful, and the lids are so swollen and heavy. i keep excreting this certain kinda fluid through the corner of my eye. disgusting ok.

Oh wells. Monday's rest day for me, cos today's been weird. I slept thru the day and woke up at 7pm.So much for painkillers.

I gotta go to the loo now ya'll.

Bye.

Let him be the bastard?? hmm. oh wells.

At home,safe and sound. Got back from a day's work..and it was quite boring without Siti, who had to leave at four just now..

So i was stuck with Sue and Joey till closing.

And good news, i won't everrr be doing closing shift again coz im gonna start work at Chico's so all i am gonna do is opening, which is at the ungodly time of seven in the morning! argh.Someone was sweet enough to drop by at the outlet to say hi to me just now..someone, new to me.. will mention about him once i get to know him a little better (given the chance that is.).

[And this goes to Mas. People at work are wondering why the hell you are M.I.A-ing and they're asking me about you. and i'm not answering for you so yeah.Oh and for your info, you've been terminated, unless you can give them a call. So i suppose you won't be joining us for Tioman huh.]

On the other hand....
.....did i mention that Crystal will be joining us for Tioman? *jumps in glee.


my appetite has gone downhill coz of the lack of money and lack of food variety served to me. Even though i work beside Burger King, which is MY MOST FAVOURITE FAST-FOOD JOINT, i have barely enuf to buy a student meal there..

YES! I AM THAT BRRRRRRROKE!


I'm experiencing a technical fault in my brain. It's more commonly known as a brain-jam. i think i should stop now.

-_- Gooznait.

I had another weird-ass dream about my ex-boyfriend,Sabiq.

You see, the reason why i am unsettled is because, the last time i dreamt of him, i dream that he was getting married..on a wedding dais and all..under a block, and i happened to pass by..

And in reality, he really DID get married.

A shotgun marraige, which, don't get me wrong, i don't look down upon. i must say that they have alot of courage to keep the baby, knowing that both are smart people. They're not hopeless.

So why am i sharing good words about Sabiq? Cos i dreamt something so surreal, even my emotions were plugged.

I dreamt that he called me up, and that we had a nice talk..a really nice one..it was casual, and i was very comfortable..i told him everything that's been happening to me..and he kinda sounded very caring.
So then i had to put down for awhile, and then later i messaged him to get him to call me back, but instead, he gave me an sms that said something like he knew the pain we both felt three years ago when we were together..and that he wants me to realise that he's a changed person..

My emotions were plugged, really. damn it.

I have this really edgy feeling that he's going thru a tough time with his wife. I dunno why.

I don't dream about Sabiq unless something's happened to him, you know. i dunno why, but he's part of my instincts. It's like i still hold a part of him in my conscience. Maybe cos he was the one who broke my hymen, but still! i don't know why, whenever i dream about him, it's something to do with what he's going thru..and do believe me when i say that my dreams DO come true..

it's weird as hell i tell ya.

And since the dream had this really heavy feeling to it, more so negative, i should think that he's having a really rough time with the wife.

I don't know why i'm saying this. Maybe because i haven't said this to anyone but Souher. I remember telling Souher that i have this feeling that one fine day, maybe Sabiq is the ultimate.
I'm not in hope, oh please! things just have this uncanny way of getting around..and i can't help but feel suspicious about things..
it's been like this all this while..he'll come back, and then leave..(in the dreams that is).

I don't know people, GOD KNOWS what's happening. I shall just leave it at rest.

Mum is beside me munching on the cheese brownie i brought home from work. I brought home three other tantilising pastries - Peach tart, Raspberry shortcake and Orange Croissant. Sorry to those who are reading this on an empty stomach..hahah!

I had a great day again, and i think i deserve it. How long has it been since Mira had great days back to back? oh i am high on life. hah.

I worked at the Amara outlet, and i kinda prefer that outlet more than RC. The working environment is more hospitable, and i feel more confident working at Amara. I fancy the supervisor there, Siti, who is a very nice person actually. She likes my company and wants me to transfer there, coz we clicked the moment we spoke to each other. so yeah, i enjoyed work just now.

And just as i was beginning to feel unhappy about Riduan's instability in working out my schedule, even tho i told him i am the most available fuck around,Crystal called me up to tell me that her place is needing female staff.
Chico's and Charlie's Mexican Resto is willing to take me up immediately. And it seems that the management's changed, and that working culture there is better.

So...officially i am juggling two jobs now. Yipee.

I hope, at the end of the month, i'd be a loaded fucker.

After work, i took the same train to Orchard with Siti and we had an enjoyable conversation, and i kinda like the vibe we have going on.I have this thing about myself, i tend to be able to read a person's interest and i always tick off the right attention at first impression. I dunno, it's just in me. hah.

And then...i made my way to Orchard Parade Hotel where i met my lovelies, Crystal, Rizal and Brian who were working at the time. Signed the form, spoke to the Indian owner and Cuban manager, and i got the job already. they liked my confidence. hah!

Afterwards me and crystal headed down to Indochine to just chill out..and i tasted my very first Lychee Martini!! Many thanks to my Crystal darling (her mexican name is Lola and she's making me think of one for myself.Help me out here.) for treating me to that..that place reminded me of Timbre, i swear. And the vocalist left my hair standing. damn good sia! soon after Azmi came by, and then Brian and Rizal joined in after work..and we alll had a nice time just chilling and unwinding..

Mind you, i was in full spinelli uniform at INDOCHINE. hahah. how slack, but oh well. nothing beats having fun with friends.

So here i am at home and hungry, having supper later before i sleep..

To you all, good night and have a pleasant thursday ahead.

PS: Did you guys realise that we passed a transition in time that is to be remembered till the next millenium? at 01:02:03 am on 04-05-06, i was watching tv, and that moment won't ever come again until another thousand years or so. so stay tuned.

Listen,
i had a grrrreattt day just now ok. I was aimless the moment i woke up, but it proved to me that 'no plan is a good plan'. I woke up to a blistery morning/mid-afternoon and had myself Amy Search blaring out the speakers.

Then i decided to pay Hyrin (this guy who got my number mysteriously and happened to be in Gryphon platoon with Imran during their BMT time) a visit at Alexandra Hospital. He and i became friends not more than a week, and it's good that he hadn't stepped on my groove until............

.......(and you know how i DESPISE guys who step on my groove.)

until until until...

HIS GIRLFRIEND OF 5 YEARS CALLED ME UP, SWEARING/CUSSING/SPITTING AT ME.

Was i in shock? No! i was fuming mad. NOT at the poor girlfriend, NOT at the fact that his ass is ripped w i d e open, but because, HE LIED.

He was on his way to my goodbooks, i swear, but he just HAD to lie, didn't he?

Huh. men and their eternal two-faces. fuckers they all.

So i explained to the gf who, by the way thought that i was 24 because of my voice, that there is nothing going on between me and Hyrin. And i explained to her everything that's happened..and we both found out that the man (or fucker i must say) behind this whole 'scam' is SAZALI.

And and and

Sazali is this fat-ass guy i met in a club eons ago, exchanged numbers but i told him off after he tried being 'funny' with me in the club on the same night.
So apparently, this mighty fucker just can't let go of me (or so it seems) so he passed my number to another mighty fucker who just had to put his relationship on the line by 'getting to know me'.

Of course, ladies, i wasn't interested at all to start with, and to know about the dishonesty in becoming my 'friend', which girl in the right state of mind would tolerate this, right right right?!

So yeah. i fucked that fella off. And he deserves it. Fuck to being my friend ok, you're no better than the scumbags i frown upon. eurgh.


Then i decided to swish it away, and continue my day...tho i must admit that i sincerely feel for Nadia (his gf) who doesn't deserve to be treated that way. Heartless.

My day was fun, i dropped by at NYP to see how life is like there afer 6 pm. And a word of advice, NEVER GO THERE AFTER 6 PM. you see students by the thousands all making their way home, and you have to oppose their human traffic. Nothing welcoming, i tell you.

There i met Kai and Yuran and Diy of course, and we headed down to McD's to have dinner together with a couple of Kai's friends...awww so sweet. Seriously Diy, i had fun fun fun.

So i headed down to town with Diy and we were in search of Mr Lutfiatonton Bacencon. Yeah, that hottie of a guy friend who's my most perfect candidate to bring along to Tioman. And after eeeeoooonsss of trying to make him realise that we were outside Massimo Dutti, he finally noticed and i was a happy girl. Mission : accomplished.

Waited for him to finish work, and we made our way out to do some small-scale catching up. It seems that he doesn't like work at all, and he's resigning real soon. Yipee! my darling friend will be free of exploitation at last. Ir's nice to hear him pour out and have him be himself at a time he needed to let-go most. Diy and me were cracking our asses seeing him complain about work, being vulgar and exaggerated at that too.

The day ended well with him confirming his presence in the trip to Tioman, and i wanna say that it's all gonna be worth the while. Yes, it will.

What would be a day be if it isn't the Daddy kindly picking us up from town..

And i had a well-deserved shower to soothe my nerves, and to prepare me for work tomoro..

So have a fantabulous wednesday ya'll.

Goodnight.

What gets me going,gets me talking. What He brings me to, He brings me through.

Twenty
elegantly bolder&badder
INSANE.
fake and dismissive

travel.gossip.girls&boys.

Dibs
Mul
Souqie
Rina
Frinn
Nadirah
Ben Tricheks
Farah Faith
Karooona
Online Album
My Profile

and i fly again.