Wednesday, March 31
What Do Your Lips Say About You? - Amanda, you're all about Lip Flapping
Flirty, funny, entertaining, charming - that's how the world tends to see you. You, more than others, love sharing gossip, making new friends, and maybe even passing out a few free kisses along the way. There's a fun frivolity to your wild ways that makes people envy your spontaneous enthusiasm and boundless energy. Whatever your passion, you love to try new things and can move easily from one fad to the next - whether that involves searching for the best party on Saturday night or finding the perfect shade of lipstick. Simply put, you don't mind looking around, and you'll probably have more fun than anyone while you do.
sounds like a very euphemistic way of saying im flighty haha and totally in line about what deb says about my status - attached, but available?
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
11:19 PM
finally my stint at eventus is over. haha its been tiring the entire way, but its quite a good thing, to work so much at one shot, and earn all the bucks i can, rather than work short dreary shifts everyday and accumulate so little hours. plus the pay is so much better too. so by working 4 days, i have earned 280 which is like half of what i earn in an entire month parttiming at the ristorante! by working full blast all the way, its hard to have breaks of time where i can mull over the torrid working conditions, the terrible boss, etc etc :P and i also have no time to get sick of the mundaneness of it all. it was in ansightful....insight into the world of events planning, deadlines, irresponsibility on
everyone's part - from the organisers part, to the venue people, to the participants - and also the dreariness of the IT industry. and also how working is literally work, get braindead, eat, revive for a while, and back to being braindead. how office girls all achieve the same washedout look with pastywhite skin and wobbly calves is a nobrainer!
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
9:11 PM
Monday, March 29
i had a nightmare which explains why i was up so early. i dreamt that i went for a jog (rare as it is..). and then it started getting really cold and windy. so i realised it was because the spirits are returning to all the bodies that are starting to wake up (around 5am), as believed in chinese superstition. so i got so scared, i ran back home, only to find my brother being possessed, sort of. sigh. godawful!
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
7:56 AM
just got up, tried one of my mom's newest concoctions - homemade wholemeal man tou with sunflower seeds - YUMMY!
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
6:25 AM
Saturday, March 27
oh and did i add that there was a reservation made too? gosh gosh. the last time i had a reservation made in my "honour" was when i won the $30 swensen's voucher from the lucky draw at prom, and felix wanted to make sure we were able to get seats on that particular day!
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
7:23 PM
as ive been excitedly blustering to my friends, ive had my first
real date! which is defined by the presence of
such a gentlemanly guy. who shows up on time. and appreciates me for being on time. (and tells me so.) who presents me with chocolate before we place our orders. from godiva no less! who orders for me. recommends for me. chooses my wine. chooses my starter. asks if the table we were sitting at is fine enough for me. i am so hopelessly delighted over this. so this is how its
meant to be! i must admit though, that i was more entranced by um, the date, rather than him himself. so we had dinner at spizza. which was lovely. the panna cotta was lovely. so much easier on the eye as compared to the disgusting ones we squeeze out of the plastic containers onto the plate over at mammalucia. we had mozarella di bufalo and salmon carpaccio as antipasto and shared a pizza with parma ham and um rucola salad (parma ham's soooo salty! grr..) as our main. the latter was not too good. but ok la, can do. haha. so after dinner we proceed over to indochine for drinks. and gosh, its my first peek into a "poshier" place. i wouldnt have the guts to try it out on my own, or with my girlfriends. but this guy strode in like anything that i never once felt awkward. i learnt so many things. kinda like a info-edu-date! haha. it was like being with dan again, because of the stimulating conversations again. (i guess first date conversations are always stimulating, and they remain so until you sink into comfort zone, and you start spacing out and speak in monologues to each other..) such a charming date. and the bill must have come up to quite alot because we had quite alot of drinks too. couldnt quite make out with card he was flashing (embarrassed look) but ah, to be wined and dined..heavenly! but damn, if only the entire date remained, with him being replaced by felix. haha! that would be the bestest ever.
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
7:21 PM
Tuesday, March 23
my cat, Cat, is behaving very oddly on this fine morning. she actually curled up on my lap without coersion by anyone! and she's licking me now! very strange indeed, for this is the same cat that is renowned for being the bitchiest house cat ive ever known. and now, she's changing direction, and still snuggled up on my lap. haha ill enjoy it while it lasts..
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
11:48 AM
Monday, March 22
he got himself injured! says he was making a turn when his pillion shifted his weight ("i could feel half his buttock off the seat!") and thus rendering the bike extremely unstable. thankgod its got nothing to do with me. i mean, i could live with fallin off the bike, but making
him fall is another thing altogether. i can just imagine myself being wrecked with guilt. gak. anyway, so his shoulder is like halfway to being dislocated and halfway not, so its really really painful at certain angles, but perfectly fine if he restricts his movements to below elbow level. he says not to tell my parents, but im sure my mom will figure that out for herself once she sees the cuts bruises and abrasions. guess you cant expect to ride a bike without injuries of any sort.
so i spent the entire day-after-1-pm with him, making pseudo physiotherapist noises. "ok...up we go....slowly..slowly...is it painful...now to the right..." smile. i love being with him. so we had prata for lunch. and i did the washing up. and he remarks that its amazing how long i take to wash 2 plates. grr. how mortifying. i pointed that it wasnt
just 2 plates. there was another plastic container, and three utensil items! but im sure he appreciates it. at least he doesnt make disparaging remarks over my domesticity or lack of it. he just jokes about it, and im offended no more! haha. and then he has to teach me how to unlock the rubbish chute door. 2nd mortifying occasion of the day, as he informs his sister that i've never opened a chute door before. at the risk of sounding utterly silly, ive never had the need to open a chute door. my grandma's chute door had no push-n-pull lock..her's was just
pull!
we ordered pizza at 1930. we tried pizza hut. which takes a delivery time of up to an hour n a half. we were starving, so we decided to ditch the idea and go with some less known pizza delivery service. out comes the pizza delivery brochures that he hoards so zealously. "U.S pizza" and "pizza de france" (stupid name, no?). whats with the country names; pizza comes from italy! us pizza was engaged for a million years. so even though thr pizza colours on the brochures were more appetizing than the ones on pizza de france, we decided to go with pdf. so we place an order for 2 reg pizzas, lasagne, drumlets and garlic bread. beautiful. we watch a bug's life, wishin the pizza would hurry..but it never turned up. a followup phonecall ascertained that our order wasnt even placed! groangroan. so a big hooha was kicked up, and he got 50% off after informing them that pizza hut would have given it 2 us free. but, the pizza wasnt too bad. very juicy and choc-a-bloc packed with topping. i couldnt say the same of the lasagne, though. lol. mamma lucia's is better, and i cant believe im saying that something there is good. wrinkles nose.
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
1:23 AM
Thursday, March 18
we have our toes halfway through the doorway into the fuddy-duddycouple-dom. we spent 2 nights this week staying at my place, watching tv all the way til 6am.. we sprawl over the sofas, help ourselves to icecream, nuts and other assorted snacks; we walk to the shophouses outside for teh and kopi and fries. we come back and watch some more tv. we dress dingily. he farts when im lying on his lap, and he gets me to scratch his toes. i dont even bother when my hair is in a mess and im makeupless. people say this is when the relationship will enter danger zone. familiarity breeds contempt..etc etc. but gosh i
love it! even at the expense of the outrageous lack of sleep i suffer frm these days.. *bliss*
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
1:26 AM
i quit! or at least i did, i think. such a liberating experience. however i regret that i dont have the guts and strength of character to stay and "see how the real world works". i run at the first signs of mundaneness. i flare up everytime the boss and his cronies criticize me. how i am going to go "corporate" after my studies stumps me. the
real working deal out there is incontestably worst off. if i cant survive working for a mere 5 hours a day
at a miserable italian caffe, sigh where am i heading? what will i turn out to be? but seriously, this is a vacation. i also dont intend to spend any more time longer than necessary doing rubbish i dont like. my only hope is that i dont lose contact with everyone else there. got mixed feelings about all of this. so now its on to the straits times classifieds again. ha-ha. it'll once again become my compulsory breakfast reading after life, the main section, home and then asia respectively. my breakfast routine never varies. breakfast like a king! devour food and papers together..luxury!
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
1:18 AM
Sunday, March 14
things to do: urgent - enrol for driving lessons. my dad agreed to sponsor everything, so now i only have to decide between a private instructor and a driving centre. i cant decide which is better, because i hear such conflicting arguments from everybody. some say driving schools give you test dates faster, and some claim driving instructors give you
even faster test dates. im so confused. i just want something fast and good, if its remotely possible. smile. so i can drive myself to uni - haha!
waiting to go out with felix for dinner (i think). we arent communicating lately. i hate that. i read in today's new paper about the guy who had this double sex change operation. he says (and i guess he speaks from an allrounded perspective) that women need constant reassurance because we're innately insecure.
yes, that's me.. while guys do not require all of this, because what they need is space.
definitely felix.. so why is it that men and women are coupled together? kinda makes sense for homosexuality, because then each party gives and takes in exactly the same proportions..
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
3:19 PM
Saturday, March 13
but on 2nd thoughts its rather nice just as it is. i cant decide. time to consult felix. hehe. i got annoyed with him today. because he's into this whole wake up late, rush to gym, ignore me til i ring him. and i hate it. ill rather he just greet me once in the day at least. and to think i just berated aaron this morning for getting pissed that his girl did not msg him good morning. specifically, i said he was a control freak. groan. that makes the both of us. bleagh.
really really wanna quit mamma already. didnt go work for the THIRD time this week. hasnt happened before. working's as much of a chore as school was a year ago. scenarios change, but people never change.
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
12:56 AM
i got myself a tattoo! its a polynesian gecko or lizard - whats the diff? :P heh its on my right foot. i think the placement should have been more to the left, but since its done, i cant help anything. so i love it just the way it is. i think ill make a trip down to the parlour tomorrow and see if they can do anything to do to make it more curvy, to sorta hug my ankle heh
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
12:02 AM
Thursday, March 11
i wore glasses to work today..haha. sharon says i look artsyfartsy. chris thinks i look auntie in it. siti commented that im dressing "more decent" nowadays. (its the weather damnit haha) but 15 mins after walking into mammalucia, the glasses started digging into the sides of my nose, and so i took it off. so it was basically an exercise in futility!
(by the way, yesterday felix called me
before he started the engine. so he cheated..)
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
11:46 PM
back frm supper. it was lovely as usual. he looked like a little boy today. with that oversized jacket thing of his and his long yucky hair which is compounded by the fact that its not in its usual quiff. today it was just like "hey! look at me! im so dry i can defy gravity without wax!" but nevermind. hate the hair; love the guy :) so, we ended up having beef horfun, yewtiao, soyabean, diet coke, roasted bun with meat floss in it, tauhway between the both of us. its abominable! eating so much and at this late, late hour..
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
2:32 AM
dear becky :) which is why you should try toni&guys. they charge exorbitantly, but you can be assured of a yummilicious haircut. haha and if you really need to justify all that obscene amount of moolah spiralling away, you could sit there and drink nonstop. i think the most value-for-money drink there is juice. freeflow. just drink n drink n drink, and soon u'll drink up to $10 bucks worth of juicy fluid and you can consider it a $10 discount on your haircut. after all, you
do need to drink something eventually..haha. my sense of economics blows me away. should never have dropped it.
am waiting for felix to start his engine and call me. he's at home now, and we're going out for supper; so he tells me to leave the house only when he has started his engine and rings me. i was just wondering if he'd really do that. start the engine first and then call me, or would he cheat and call me
before he starts the engine. does it make a difference? probably not, but then its still something worth wondering about..
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
12:42 AM
Tuesday, March 9
i bailed out on work today. waitressing at mamma lucia is getting tedious. i contemplated giving mauro a
seriously confused act. "i thought you told me not to come in yesterday
and today!" but still waters run deep. i credit him with a whole lot more acumen that one would expect beneath that goofy bambi-eyed face of his.
im reading my newspapers with gusto. oh gusto means taste in italian. i read that in a food review for the italian restaurant gusto which is situated right smack in the middle of wisma. hopefully if i get shortlisted for law, i'll breeze through the interview. i have no idea what kind of content the interview is concerned with. "why do u want to be a lawyer?" "because i want to uphold justice" right. because hopefully i get to earn hell alot after i graduated and am done with all the internships and menial jobs. because its the only thing that doesnt concern science and still sounds respectable. because my redeeming glory is gp, and law is the only thing that i think i could possibly be interested in the near future. its quite a foregone conclusion that i will not even make it, because the calibre of everyone will be ace. but i can hope, and hope i will!
i was watching the news with felix last night (or was it sunday night?) and i caught lily neo speaking at parliament. she's a terrible speaker. she kinda squeaks and she reminds of the econs lecturer at aj. helen something. chong i think. in any case it wasnt the bad speaking that reminded me of her; it was just the squeakiness. so she was going on and on about the declining birth rates. and my mind harks back to sec4 geography lesson. when the baby bonus had just been implemented. being the sceptics we were, the geog teacher actually remarked and wondered aloud if baby bonus would work as well as the finnish model. i guess it didnt. a whole lot of money wasted and nothing to show for it. since its really not about the money, i doubt increasing the baby bonus kitty and decreasing taxes would actually make much of a difference. its a matter of lifestyle really. we are going upmarket. likelihood is, no amount of money would make the majority of women relinquish their hold on independence and financial security. so how? i can only criticize, but i have not a single constructive idea. ill continue watchin the government, and see who comes up with a novel idea. i guess that's the difference between politians and newspaper readers like myself. they solve, we critic. im ashamed of myself..haha!
to becky who may or may not read my blog at all, hey i read your blog. and i feel guilty. you know why..im not exactly the most considerate of people. i feel so terrible for dissing you those couple of days when you probably needed company most. im sorry sweetie. i really am. in any case, im glad you had fun with ben. he's your church guy right? it couldnt possibly be ben shyen? or benjamin? ha-ha.
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
9:38 PM
3 days short. and it'll mark 4 months of absenting myself from the extremely narcisstic pleasure of blogging. but my internet connection has returned. and so have i. its quite funny really. amanda: "dad. i
really need a connection to do my university admissions." and the dutiful daddy rushes out the very next day. and by saturday night, my home computer is up and running without a hitch. its amazing what my dad can accomplish when he really wants to.
want being the operative word.
Swirls and whirls
and butterflies.
2:10 AM
