Stuffing my face with tuna sandwiches and chocolates at this hour. I lasted from 12am till 4am without eating anything but gave in in the end :\

Once I start I will convince myself not to stop. It makes sense, since I started just go all the way right? That's why I am planning to open a bag of chips later too whee. I am such a bad influence to myself.

But who cares? Dead of the night + junk food + drama = Bliss 








Anw, I just found out a huge secret. A really huge one, the biggest of my life. It's drama worthy. I don't think I will ever let it out till the day I die. Not trying to act dramatic but it really is this huge. Completely stunned when ___ told me.

From the corner of my eye I thought I saw a red flash from my dead blackberry.
Stared at it hard for a few seconds but nope, no red flash again.
I didn't realise how much I missed seeing it!

Or maybe it's still alive and it is trying to send me a message??????
That I shouldn't have taken it off its life support???

Or maybe I am just becoming like one of those crazy cat ladies except I have no cats (though I would like to get one).

Did a banqueting job for the first time yesterday.
Omg! It made me realise how unfit I was. All the muscles I managed to build up (no matter how little) in secondary school had almost completely disappeared.

The runners (aka me and two other girls) had to carry uber huge trays of plates of food to the tables, and the waiters and waitresses waiting there will place the plates on the tables . The plates are those huge plates you see at wedding banquets. And each tray we carried had at least 3 or 4 plates.

The food isn't really heavy, but all that porcelain is. Damn the porcelain! Why are you so heavy?! I have decided I am going to serve everyone using disposable plates at my wedding.

What continuously ran through my mind while I was carrying those trays were "Fuck my life, fuck my life, fuck my life, why am I doing this, why am I doing this" or "You can do it, you can do it, you can do it, just a few more steps" and "hands, please don't give way, please don't drop the plates, please, please, please". I was just chanting these over and over in my head to distract myself from the weight in my hands.

Woah. I think my mind helped me more than anything. I was so close to dropping my load a few times but luckily I didn't drop any.

I didn't regret doing this job though anyway, because I got to see an awesome view of Singapore from 63 storeys up and at least I tried something new. Though I wished this something new wouldn't give me such horrible muscle aches the next day bleargh

2 March 2012

Had steak, escargots, garlic bread and ramen with scallops all on the same day. No relevance to whoever is reading this but I just wanna write this down so I won't forget this one glorious day of my existence. Bless my life!

I think the holidays are turning me into a more positive person. I am now happy 75% of the time, compared to probably 45% before holidays. The remaining percentage doesn't fully represent unhappiness, because I don't have anything to be unhappy about either. It represents more of times when I am feeling neutral. Like when I am taking a dump. Or when I am not thinking of anything particularly happy. Or when I am not thinking anything at all. Or blah blah why am I talking so much

One more thing to note down

11 Feb 2012

Took off the top row of my braces. I am now completely braces free! Still, the retainers are a pain though..

Edit:
I realised I didn't blog anything at all during Feb. SHIT! This is the first time I skipped a whole month! My OCD refuses to let my archives sidebar be missing a month. This is unacceptable. Maybe I shall change the date of my com and fake a February post when I am not feeling lazy. And yes this is how hung up I can get over my archives missing a "February" header.