hey, im gone. off to WP.
kudos
(:

i've been up and moving, and pretty busy with life, but i just can't find the energy/time/mood to blog. half of time is spent at work, and what's left of it, is just enough to spread evenly among my friends and family.
i'm just damn glad i can meet up with guides people and i can't wait for dinner with boonyen, yiling and audrey tomorrow. it's been so long we hang up, with just four of us. there's always other people butting into our foursome time together, not that we actually mind, so long we have fun. as for tomorrow, any other people is considered persona non grata.

i wonder how am i going to wake up tomorrow with daddy and mummy overseas from sunday to wednesday. anyone wish to volunteer their services to wake me up? hehehe
I SAW THE MOST AWESOME DRESS TODAY! (besides than the miss selfridge one)but why must it be so expensive!! )):

auddd, i can really see the probation thingy going quite smoothly for me. there's nothing. nada. none at all.
remind me what's our bet again?

itp: so far so good. pretty interesting and it's very enriching in a sense i guess. getting up every morning and thinking what formal wear to wear is mind boggling.

and my mummy likes to kick a big fuss over small issue the size of a thumbtack.
and in our house, she has the final say. that's exactly like the empress dowager, or maybe worse than that.

all hail mummy~

IM LIKE GETTING PISSED AT EVERYTHING.
and it seems the places where it hurts most, are my weak points.

im trying to think what to bring for attachment tomorrow, but my mind's a blank. sorry body, i owe you a sleep debt again.

it's 28th but im not gonna change blog. cause.. i just don't feel like it.
cause im farking tired.

there's freedom in the air? but the moment right after i left the exam room, i felt nothing that is related to relief.
okay, maybe a teeny weeny little bit, at the thought of officially finishing academic year 2. but the horror of results are not far from my mind.

FMKT is grace grace!

anyhoos.. i havent caught a proper wink ( only short power naps) since 8am of 25 feb 2009. and i guess i'm loving every single breathing moments of it. "it" refers to the limited freedom i have before embarking on my attachment, and before that, NATAS fair at expo. weixuan, you know you love me right?

to make things short and sweet and bearable for my weary eyes and mind. details as below:

who: Audrey, Valerie, Alastair, Junwei and Josiah

when: 8.10pm, 25 Feb 2009 till 11am, 26 Feb 2009

what:
-filling of empty stomachs at IMM with guest appearances of Boonyen, Yiling and Yifeng.
-over to roomie's place, and started playing bridge while waiting for the one and only Alastair to grace us with his presence.
-wii session, sponsored by the great Josiah, started.
-Alastair, came shortly after.
-Spotted: Bimbos and Himbos getting all hyped up playing mariokarts.
-and yours truly rocks at bowling.
-Benefiting from the limousine service provided by taxi driver, Alastair, we went to JP, where we discovered two things. 1. Junwei's a horrible ice-skater. 2. There's no proper supper.
-after the pit stop at JP, we decided to make our way to Holland V, for crystal jade and shopped in Cold Storage for quite a while.
-tried finding a place to play badminton and chill. first choice Botanic Gardens, but only the living dead will visit the floral and fauna at wee hours of the morning.
-ventured a little within the rich estate surrounding Botanic Gardens, and were amazed by the vastness of some properties there.
-at the same time, tried pretty hard to find the way out. but it was filled with dead ends and u-turns
-a stroke of genius hits us from nowhere. we decided to find a multi-storey carpark and play badminton/bridge(again)/murderer on the top floor of the carpark.
-when morning breaks, we headed to a nearby kopitiam to ling kopi/milo/horlicks/teh/bandung
-back to roomie's place, and hang there till time for tanning.
-tanning almost went down the drain as the sun was shy, and everyone's dead tired.
-as though badmintion wasn't enough, aud and me continued to play baskbetball after 15 mins of powernap.
-back to roomie's place again, and it's facial time for aud and me.
-like any typical, young, growing girls, we found the energy to shop for our ITP formal wear. and im pleased to say, thanks to my two personal shopping assistants, im really satisfied with my buyings and more to come.

once again, thanks alastair for driving us round. and you're my most favourite. hehe!

there.. the summarized version of yesterday/ this morning's events.

there after, my parent wedding anniversary dinner, and slumberland for me.

someone/something somehow made me change my mind as to the matter of moving blog.
im really a walkingcontradict

IM JUST A FEW MORE HOURS AWAY FROM FREEDOM!
and mind you few is an understatement. i certainly hope i did alright for the last 5 papers. in fact i think this time round, i didn't mug as much as preceding times.
so all glory to God here that i managed to finish everything in time.

i would like to thank everybody. everybody who had a part in making this possible. my family, friends, God, people around me.. everybody everybody thank you!!
( SOUND LIKE TATIANA FROM AMERICAN IDOL!?)
sorry sidetrack!

these few weeks im seeing God's hands all over my life. and that's the reason why i really love going church. alastair should too, and when he does he better don't act like he doesn't know me, even that means i posted something that spoil market for him, yet again. or rather his market was(and still is) in shambles long long time ago.
/grins

AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE MY SISTER IS!
she moved her blog and i don't know the address. horrible horrible sister.. her not me!
having said that, i feel like moving too and the chances of me doing that is pretty pretty high, and when i'm gone YOU CAN'T FIND ME! even you audrey!
/evil grins
(and me being evil doesn't grant you the right to start the whole evil flashing in paula's eyes thing eh ONG LI JUAN!!)


OK I KNOW! i'm going to officially move my blog on 28th FEB 2009! cause after careful consideration and thorough analysis ( AND CONSULTING WITH THE OH GREAT FROSTY WHO'S STARING AT ME BLANKLY WHILE I ASK HIM WHEN SHOULD I MOVE THE BLOG), 28/02/2009 will be the end of walkingcontradict. her legacy shall continue somewhere in this virtual world.

you know there are times a few songs will be ringing in your mind when you are still in the subconscious state in the morning. i'm not saying when you wake up from the night's sleep, but a few moments before it. the song "crazy in love" and " the man who can't be moved" (beyonce, the script) kept replaying themselves in my head.
/sidetrack, my head is still spinning since yesterday night till this morning. and if i don't know better, i would have think that we went clubbing last night and i ended up drinking a lot with an empty stomach, but that isn't the case at all.repeat: that isn't the case.

anyway, while the songs were( and still are) playing in my head, i had the most clear image of someone doing the whole pumping body/beyonce thing along with "crazy in love"!
so it was shock horror shock horror horror horror for me and that was when i decided to wake up.
and here i am, writing this down, while the image is still fresh from the oven.

cut hair cut hair.
WARNING: for those who always comment when i cut my hair, it always seemed that i did nothing to it, you better say something else, apart from that, when you see me.

Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no

***
i nearly cried when i saw my hair and saw the locks of hair on the floor. i regret big time. )))):
this is one good time for someone to give me a time-reversible machine.


forgt the face, see the hair.
I WANT IT BACK!