3 times a week make things great!

baby and i decided to do something different on our sixth. he seems very interested in this new thing. we totally love it! thanks to jen, huh.

anyhow, we went over to MAG's chalet. shaoheng is reeeeeally cute. "daddy, daddy, daddy, DADDY, DADDY, DADDY, DADDY, DADDY, DADDY." it never ends till melvin answer him. it's really irritating but you just can't get pissed off with him. he's so lovable. AND, he only talks to girls/ladies.


look at this boy. such an intelligent kid.

he makes everyone wanna have a baby like him!

and well, bitches din meet up this week due to broke-ness. but we met up last week. it was great taking about our favourite topic. sad to say, photos were in the hands of jen who is so so so busy that she don't even have time to send us the picture. WOW, really busy huh.

also to mention. baby and i were seriously broke. we go budget this whole week! i can't believe i spend $1K on NOTHING. i repeat, DAMN $1K ON NOTHING. it's not like i spend on any labels. NO! so, i'm very keen on 1st sept, that's when i get all my money. imagine getting 2.5 months pay in a day.

and if lkk gives me my money, it's makes it a 3 month pay!! i doubt he will give me. he has no balls to pick up my calls.

oh man, thinking about 1st sept makes me damn high. can lead my rich life back again. can't wait to!

damn the night.

the night ended with love.
yet baby ruined it. he ruined the happy night. fuck.
he just don't understand.

it make thing worst when i saw my result. it sucks. how can i ever get a good degree?
plain disappointment in myself. guess for MO, i screwed it too. damn!

TWO MORE DAYS TO BITCH DAY!

lovesloves.

new love

check out my new boyfriend!

actually, i forced him to cut his hair. 'cause i couldn't stand the sight of seeing him with such long hair. i hate guys with long hair. i must emphasize on this: I LOVE GUYS WITH SHORT HAIR.

and i'll be totally in love with guys who have short hair!

just like him.

see, it's so neat now. so clean. don't even have to see him having bad hair day everyday.

this haircut reminds me of the him i met five years ago. or was it six? anyway, way back then, he was really good looking yet now, see the small eyes cum the eyes bags, how saddening.

i was so afraid that he might get so mad and grumble about his really short hair. he loves long hair. i was praying so hard. 'cause he never fails to complain about his hair after cutting it. it never ends unless i lied to tell him that he still looked good. he all i did to his hair was to tell the hairstylish: "just cut it short." it's a risk.

well, i can predict that he will be spending time looking into the mirror when he's back home. oh ya! ithis makes me realise why he was so long in the toilet just now.

anyway, bf been wearing the jacket i bought. totally melt me to death. like so YO! and he puts in hand into the 2 front pocket, just like how i always do. so, imagine us waking down the street, both doing the same thing: putting our hands in the front pockets.

bf taste of dressing changed alot. from the old-school-uncle to a-bit-more-modern-guy. of course, you have to see who he is with now: ME! he will be so much better if he throw away that army pants of his. i hate the sight of it.

look at the shoes, i choose it. look at the 3-quarter pants, i choose them. look at his shirts, i choose them. look at his belt, i choose it. look at his watch, i choose it. look at his hair, i demand for it.

imma like doing everything for him. eg, searching for jobs. especially, cleaning up his room. he can call me and ask me where did i put his things. like his time sheets, tv controls, clothes and so on. don't you think i'm a maid?!

from what he had done for me, i know i can count on him.

and he will

HELLO, IPHONE

the longer the wait, it's dilemma. SEE LAH!

last night, when i was taking to winnie online, she told me her friend was using iphone and it kept on hang. out a sudden, the percentage of me getting the phone, dropped to 50.

but theirs was imported from US. wouldn't Sinagpore's be better? cause it's singapore? sounded so stupid. will Singapore's technology be better than US? okay, maybe somehow, but the iphone in SG will be second batch what, of course they will know how to crack the problems by now. isn't it so?

i saw the price of iphone. so to speak, it was actually a reasonable price. the whole group was so excited about it and for the whole day, iphone has become our main topic.

should i wait for them to get it first and see if it will hang? but what if it doesn't hang and i wanna get it, yet, buy the time, it's out of stock?!!!! or should in join in the fun with them this friday?

the problem her is, why did apple only gave singtel the exclusive? or maybe, shouldn't it be selling at ishop instead where all the ipods are?


ROAAARRRRRRRRRR! so how now, lah!?

boyfriend is trying to tell me something romantic now, but i don't get him!

am i an idiot or he doesn't know how to put it?

i'm cute with short fringe! THAT'S ALL!

received another complain. here it goes:

"she's not really that good in doing viewing. but she's really cute and pretty. and she loves my dogs."

this uncle is really itchy.

"BANG!"
i woke up in a shock. trying to recall the scenes in my dream. it's was the last thing i would ever want it to happen.

it was so real.

i grab my cellphone and dial bf's number. all i could hear was just the operator's voice. redialing it 5 times, 6 times, 10 times, it's still the operator's voice.

where are you? why aren't you home at such a late hour? why is you phone off?

it kept repeating on my mind. the scenes in my dreams. it's scaring me. 2am, i couldn't sleep still. though my six senses told me that he is at still at work. but i couldn't bring myself to believe my six senses. i couldn't get the thoughts of the scary dream away from my mind. it's all so real. i lied on the bed, tossed and turned, how many times the whole night?

still redialing. it's still the voices of the operation's. redial. redial. redial.

it was getting me so worried, so panic, so scared and so helpless. i felt so useless. i couldn't even know where is his whereabouts. i prayed that he will be fine and will be calling me any moment from now. if he's at work, he will use the office's phone to call me. he won't leave me throughout the whole night just like that. he just busy. 415am.

it's 6am. i'm still awake. i'm lost. if what happened in my dream happened in real life, what if, what ifs.... i told myself if nothing bad happens to him, i will slap him when i see him for making me so worried.

9am. swollened eyes. my mind is all about him. i walked aimlessly. so lifeless. still habouring hope that he will call me any moment. should i go to school or should not? but where am i suppose to go to find him? why didn't he call me?

10am. lecture starts. i totally lost my soul. i have no idea what the lecture was about and i have no idea what i am doing. i wish, i hope, i prayed that he will call me.

1pm. lesson ends. no calls from him. i'm insane. i'm breaking down. i'm so scared.

110pm. beng told him he saw his bike down his house. i called his cellphone, it's still off. i burst him home phone. no answers still.

130pm. finally, after 12 hours, i received his call. just like what my six senses told me. work, and cellphone batt went dead. i was dumbfolded. i don't know if i should yell or should i stay calm. i was totally dissapointed. to realise how insignificant i was to him. he could have used his office phone to inform me he was going to work ot. but he did not.

i hate him. for having swollen eyes for nothing. for spending my night waiting aimlessly for nothing. for not being significant to him. for not having me, in his mind all the long. it was worse when he told me only this,

"sorry, i was working."

no other explainations. working can't use the phone to call me? ridiculous. somehow, i wish something really bad happened to him so, i wouldn't stay up for nothing.

i'm disappointed. he couldn't even explain why he couldn't call me. it's all his excuses of being tired. i'm mad. i hate him. i wanted to give him a slap so hard on his face that he would be disfigured.

does he even knows how hard i tried to survive the night through? NO. i bet he didn't care.

to also realise, i'm actually nothing to him.

i'm nothing. you can never amend what you did. i hate you so much.

whenever i go for viewing, the little girl of my seller's always look at me shyly, and run into her room when i smile to her. so, i curiously, asked her mum:
"why is she behaving this way? she keeps looking at me and runs into the room next."

it's really good to hear this from my seller that her daughter told her this:
"mummy, i like this jie jie. but i'm very shy to talk to her."

she will always follow me around the room whenever i'm doing viewing. then, she looks at me with a shy smile, i looked back with a warm smile. then, she runs back to her room and seconds later, back beside me. cute, eh.

it was probably because there was this one time, i read a storybook to her which left her having likings for me. anyway, kids really love me alot, somehow. i'm serious.

do i have a motherly look?

my previous seller, his both girls kept wanting me to play with them whenever i'm having viewings. like taking their toys and put on my hands while i'm having viewings with co-brokes. and when i have to rush off for another viewing, they will always be so disappointed.

baby, am i?

Like a star star star star

She's my everything, like a morning girl
She's my angel, up above my world
She's the only one, who understands me
That's why I called her, my new family

She's the only one that I want by my side
She's the only one that I believe can save my life
She makes me wanna be a better man ohh why,
She's higher then the sky, the suns and the moon

She's like a star, like a star, like a star

First let me say, she's the best of me
Is it clisha, to say she's destiny
It's no one else but her, well at least for me
That's exactly why, I must now repeat

She's like a star, like a star, like a star

She's my star, my light, starry night, aviator shades, cause she shine so bright
Beats on the G5, songs I write, just so I can take her on a G5 flights
Ya she my type, just my height, she's my fan, she's just right
She's like, “I think we might, go far”, I'm like, “you right”,
She could be my angel wings, her voice sounds like an angel sings
Ya I'll be back with the trade mark trends
Just try to compliment the sounds she brings
She's like, We could go far, I'm like, you you you are. I'm like, you you you are”

She's like a star, like a star, like a star

i'm being spoilt by boyfriend!

i really couldn't accept it when a person get so fickle-minded.

BUT, i'm in that category. i get really pissed with myself for being indecisive.

me: eh, go and see if this dress is nice.
boyfriend: not bad.
me: so the green is better or the black?
boyfriend: geen. green suits you.
me: black leh? but i like the black one leh.
boyfriend: okay lor.
me: then how?
boyfriend: black lor.
me: but you said green is nice.

seriously, don't you feel like giving me a slap on my face? but boyfriend is used to my this kind of nonsense and he is just so paitence.
anyway, i ended up not buying. 'cause i couldn't decide which to get.

like getting a dress or a pair of shoes, i always can't decide which one to get. ended up, getting nothing or even spending more.

now, saving money is equivalent to not saving. this dress nice: buy. this pair of shoes nice: buy. this belt nice: buy. this bag nice: buy. this restaurant the food not bad: go in. this one suits boyfriend leh: buy. i feel like buying something: ended up buying stuffs i don't even like.

money coming in again this wednesday. it's time to get my pretty dress and it's time to go indulge myself in some facial and body massage again, prolly foot massage too. i'm still thinking if i should spend my money on gucci or LV. 'cause i might not get to save any after that. 'cause that stupid LKK still owe $1k. seriously, he disgraced the species of man. can't even pay a lady back her money. even trying to aviod her and her calls/msg-es. can someone please save this stubborn shit? he is seriousy helpless with his current attitude. he doesn't do refelections on his behavior, like why everyone is leaving him and why he doesn't have any friends, so on. pathetic shit.

i want NEED more money!!!
I want The Sail. I want Lexus IS 250. I want Type-R. I want SLK. I want Gucci. I want LV. I want Dior. I want a closet like Carrie's. I want my own house.

anyhow, mum's making a huge fuss about my weight again! it's really getting on my nerves. know what! she went to the doctor, and weigh her weight. she weighed 50kg. so, she called me during my work. she was so panic.

mum: YUN AH! your weight is only 44kg!
me: huh? NO! it's 47(round up) when i weighed last night.
mum: NO LA! 44kg.
me: WHAT 44? YESTERDAY I ALREADY TOLLD YOU 47 ALREADY RIGHT?(i was shouting over the phone. pissing me off as you can see.)
mum: i just weighed my weight. it's 53 when i weighed at home and here, it's 50.
me: DUHHHHHHH~ the weighing machine there is spoilt.
mum: cannot be la! our house one is the one that is spoilt.
me: -___________-"

i don't even know how to reply her. she must be happy that she weighed 50kg and not 53kg. else, for me, i seriously don't think i'm weighing at 43.5kg. it's really NO WAY! i'm still fat. i think there's seriously something wrong with the machines. cause mellie's weight is the same as mine and she is so slim. and me, i'm still fat!

if i'm really weighing at 46.5kg or even 43.5kg, i will be damn panic. i'm serious. everyone has been warning me that from the way i'm eating everyday, one find day i'll turn into a pig. and that the other time when i swore that, if my weight ever reaches 51kg, i will jump down from HDB Hub, will come true very soon.

bf, he been saying that i have been eating alot too,
"you just eat only still wanna eat?" which was like half an hour ago.

what the hell is wrong with me?

a week just ended in a blink of an eye. yet, so many things happened.

finally, used my marketing power to convince alvin to get iphone with me. we were so excited and everyday talking about it. initially, we wanted to get omnia together. but, the young man in the handphone store told us the depreciation for samsung is like lightings and so, i cut of that idea. so, tuesday, when i took MC from work, i went back on wednesday and alvin was also sick and on MC. finally saw him on thursday, the moment he saw me, it was as it he seen some fairy. "XIAOMEI!!!!!!" it's very obvious that i got a shock. guess what? he told out a phone from his pocket, samsung touch wiz. i was excited though 'cause i wanted to get that too. after exploring his phone, i was lost again. NO ONE GONNA BUY IPHONE WITH ME AGAIN?!

damn it.

biggest boss is looking for PA. i intend to give this place to michelle. wonder if she wants it. he is willing to pay more than michelle's current pay and i'm sure michelle will earn alot here 'cause there's alot of projects coming up and she can get the money and marry! biggest boss wanted to hire me so much too. am i really that impressive at work? why are people snatching over me? but i'm gonna stay put with MAG 'cause adrian gave me extra 50 bucks for pay and he didn't even realise till the honest me spoke up to him. anyway, anyone looking for full time job? part time is also okay. just give me a call @ 92354503 okay.

punk'd another annoying guy again. he seriosuly deserve it man. maybe he don't. but sorry, i just have to use him to achieve what i want. the market is like that. it's competitive and to remain in here for long, you have to strike all the way and victory will be yours. just like us. okay, i punk'd another 2 more people back then. so, i told them i need a new number if not, both numbers will be bar from this market. of course, they will agree with what i suggest. see, effective and efficient. will be pranking abother asshole tomorrow. he's gonna be dead. MAG asked me to prank him but pranking isn't enough for people of the same coy.

i know it's childish. but we seriously enjoy it. they stepped on our tails and it's time to pay back. this is the market. we have to do this if not, they will assume they are the king!

oh yeah, i feel like playing a prank on someone too. heh!

finally, my mum asked me if i have been eating lately, 'cause i look so, yea, slim. i argue back 'cause she's always complaining that i'm not eating enough when i actually eat more than what i usually do. i really ate alot recently, a plate of whatever crap i ordered isn't enough, i have to order something else after finishing it. i was quite pissed of when she keep repeating. so, as i was arguing back, i went to the weight scale, to the shock of my life, 46.5KG! where did the junk food that i ate all went to?! was initially weighting at 49 to 50 which is quite fat! till now, i'm still having question marks. i lost like 3.5kg in a week whilst eating like a monster?!

and and lastly, my classmate, ainsley whom i just got to know her for like 2 weeks is gonna get married. and i am invited. wee~ i'm happy that she will be happily married. i'm not happy in cutting a hole on my pants. anyway, daniel's wedding is this month! can't wait to go, which also mean another hole in my pocket. uncle's wedding this coming nov if i'm not wrong. it's time to get the pretty dresses up!