twenty oh nine

My mother is a hoooooot!  Seriously!  I don’t remember when she became so unconsciously funny, or maybe I’m very easily tickled.

So last night she was hanging out in her bedroom with a blue bucket of water and a dirty rag and wiping down the furniture and window grills (don’t ask me why she was doing that at 8pm).  I started talking to her and don’t remember what I said exactly, but it was something along the lines of “…blahblahblah…blahblahblah…very unwise right”

And without any warning whatsoever (plus on a totally unrelated note) she picked up her bucket of water, beamed broadly, and tottered out of the room with all her barang barang whilst launching into this random tune of: ”HAVE A MERRY MERRY MERRY UN-BIRTHDAY TO ME, TO ME, TO YOU?”

?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And later when I questioned her about her (surreal) singing, she looked at me blankly and said all nonplussed:

“Oh!  I heard you say UNWISE.  And it suddenly reminded me of the UN-BIRTHDAY song.  You know, the one from Alice in the Wonderland!  Very funny song hor?”

HAHAHAHHAH 

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So my best friend @ work is the toilet cleaning lady.  She has an awesomely toothless grin and darts around with bird-like nimbleness despite her trolley of Swiffer Wet Jet Mops and trash bags and Mama Lemon detergent.  We discuss in-depth topics such as the rising hawker food prices, how salty the food outisde is, what we have for teabreak (Milo and Skyflakes biscuits!!), and my miserable 20$/day pay.  I finally found somebody I can have a normal day-to-day conversation with!  It’s surprisingly (or maybe unsurprisingly) diffcult to do that with all the other assholes here…screw yaaaaaallll

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5 weeks left of this toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot ISP.  It’s gonna be funkayyyyy.  

Next week is an exciting one; 20 months will be mapped out on Monday @ Wilkie Road so cheers to that.  I a

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So my 22nd birthday starts off with me squirting olive oil based ear drops into my ears and awkwardly tilting my head so the oil doesn’t drip back out.

Why am I being so retarded when I’m already so old, one may ask!  

Here’s why: I’ve got giant pieces of hardened was stuck in my ear canals which has been causing temporal but significant hearing loss.  And as a bonus, tinnitus has kicked in so besides being kinda deaf, there’s this constant ringing noise going on in my head gahhhh!!  

To be honest it’s driving me nuts not being able to hear what others are saying, or even what I MYSELF am saying.  My breathing sounds exceptionally loud and heavy like I’m on the verge of having a heart attack and my heartbeat thumps away with revebaration and echo.  It’s all really weird.  I guess this must be what it feels like to be deaf.  I’ve been making everyone shout or speak in a v articulated way to me, otherwise all I get are moving lips w faint buzzing noises.

I sincerely hope this problem would be solved by the time my 23rd birthday rolls around.  !!!!!

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“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result”

Albert Einstein

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SICK SICK SICK seems to be a perennial theme whenever I come back home. Why??!! Not being able to function like an active person really sucks big time; I’m either overheating or freezing in our sub arctic malls..blahhhhhhhh

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COKE SOBRIETY STREAK HAS BEEN WRECKED!!

simply could not resist the burning fizziness against my throat.  thanks normi for bringing over that tantalizing carton of evil black stuff…

i got so bored with studying i went on zappos and got myself a pair of low black pumps in 5.5  they arrived today and…either

1) people’s feet have grown really fat and shoemakers are making 5.5 size equivalent to a freaking size 7 

OR

2) my feet shrank.  (this is highly impossible, i think)

Why can’t the fatty lipids accumulate on my feet instead of my bum and other undesirable places on my body?  I hardly wear sandals/open toe footware so for the most part, my feet are covered.  Nobody will notice my fat feet anyways.  It’s ridiculous that a 5.5 no longer fits me!!!

okay must go back to studying. 

p.s. we are having 90 deg weather.  i’m disgustingly sticky but guess what, i feel so at home wooopwooooop.  it feels like sunday funday in singapore

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What does it take for one to be completely vulnerable to the public eye, to strip ourselves naked and bare our Jekyll & Hyde soul for the skies to see and heaven to judge?
Does it take the absolute inexistence of pride and complete obliteration of feelings?
Can one experience anything worse after being uncovered by all 6 billion leering eyes on planet Earth?
The absolute void of feelings, an untrodden and untarnished vacuum of space far more terrifying than the sound of silence, the deaf of deafness, the untouchable of touchables
Why do humans prefer such isolated, disenfranchisement to the judgemental sounds and sights of the real world?

Without judgement we are nothing. Sad to say, some have fallen so far down the well of life to want nothingness; an absolute paradox to wanting everything; moon included.

Upon looking with desperation, it avoids you like a plague. And unconsciously, fate presents itself in the brightest of colors with an obnoxiously patterned bow right smack in your face.

But you don’t seek it now

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my manifesto:  

the above video = what i have to resort to because my mechanics professor is damn lousy and always talks alot without really explaining anything.  weightless words, glossing over explanations, rushing through slides just for the sake of finishing them before the bell rings.  so hey prof G. guess what..i have replaced you fucktard with this indian bowling ball dude and HE IS x100000000 TIMES BETTER THAN U even tho he has a damn strong rotiprata accent.  

go get permanant laosai or something.  and then get fired. PAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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the most useful thing i have learned this semester:

one can pour leftover food garbage into the toilet bowl, flush and TADA!!!!

clean sink, clean trash can, clean kitchen, clean everything..why didn’t i think of it sooner!  i had to wait 21 years of my life before genius birgit taught me

the toilet is really the best invention ever.  life should really come up with some kind of flushing mechanisms for bad memories and experiences that are not worth keeping right..

we are having asian food fest on thursday and I CAN HAS MUACHEE WITH ZEEE LIDDLE PEANUTS!! omnomnom 

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