someday, my prince will come

queen bizi. phoebe.
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blogs are dramaticised. mine, in particular, being especially so.

self-dilute my satirical nonsense, as you deem fit. i am generally a lot lesser than my insubstantial vernacular.

comments are generally unappreciated and ignored. unless you have been involved in a clandestine scandal with me, i will pretend to be ignorant to your cognizance of this humble presence.

i am on a perpetuated diet.
i am unbelievably stubborn.
i am ridiculously fickle-minded.

i am full of shit. i know.
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i finally blog. @ 02:15
exactly wat is wrong with people's apparent inability to put things back where they took them. i am seriously peeved with all those smart ass window shoppers who have this insanely high tendency to try on every freaking tester and then proceed to place them somewhere other than their original places. like we're supposed to pick up after them. if only their mothers had whispered connivingly behind their ears to 'put things back where u took them' like mine had. how completely irresponsible!

so there. i have been up to my neck putting up with what have you nots from work. and i have been so upset and traumatised by their complete lack of courtesy that i havent been able to blog at all. just the other day, poor babe actually had to tell off a couple of ill-bred girls to go play elsewhere before they finally picked up their mess and left, together with their painted fingernails, all 10 fingernails, all 10 different colours, all 10 testers.

now tell me, what is the problem with today's youths?!


and u dun have to come pointing ur finger at me, accusing me of letting this blog rot. if i weren't as nice as i am, i would have goggled for a huge ass spider web picture and posted it here, just for the sake of illustrating that i know this page is rotting.

u do not have to remind me too that i have yet to blog about how terribly disappointing my birthday was. in fact, there is nothing to blog about at all.

other than the fact that my korean aunties forced me to go around getting goodies from our shop. goodies, which i have been gorging myself with ever since ever and have long grown quite sick of.


there u have it. my complete stash of birthday korean snacks. there are actually some left overs from then.

oh, lwp also managed to get mr koh to sponsor my first birthday cake, which was as delicious as it was sinful.


and my sweet sweet babes got me these. ^^





boys are smelly!!

of cuz, since i havent blogged like for a whole millenia, u wouldnt have known about my insane infatuation with the crazy ass boys are smelly range of products that david and goliath came up with. it all started when i first set eyes on those magnet sets in nus co op a long time ago.

which ballooned into me spending $200 on 5 tees for ah bao bao and me from new urban male. all because i was too impatient to sit out a few weeks of waiting time if i joined a spree. (its at least 25% cheaper, u know. -_-")

there. we wore it on my birthday. ^^


(what an ugly picture.)


oh, and i havent mentioned how my little rascal sang me a birthday song when i woke up on my big day.


he seems all grown up already, what with didi's beanie and all.

oh yes. u would have known by now that ah bao bao got me a pink ds for my birthday, and i got him a blue one for his. and we're all stupefied by the egragrious elite beat. how monstrously irritating can it get seriously.


how wonderfully nice of me to be blogging right now. when i dun have time to go shopping for my boyfriend's birthday present, which is due in a week's time.

my very sweet and totally adorable boyfriend switched off the lights and walked into the room singing a birthday song, his face illuminated by the glistening lights from the candle flames atop my second and very small black forest. all at the exact moment when i was about to fall asleep from sheer disappointment at how my birthday is going to come so nondescriptly. and this very romantic and touching moment was somewhat downplayed by his mother's quizical amusement at the door. -_-

so yes, i am going to make his birthday a little more special than he did for mine. and then he's gonna go feeling guilty and then i can be mean. wahahahaha!

i am now going to go come up with plans for his upcoming birthday. and i shall do so by sleeping on it, literally. ^^



Sunday, June 17, 2007
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