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apologies

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Apologies.

I can't deny the truth.

I know it at the back of my head.. that it's going to happen when I least expect it.

Take me by surprise; take my breathe away.

I don't have regrets though. Not yet anyway.

I was never happier.

Maybe I will be happier without you.

Kelly G
5:10 PM
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Scarlet stains

I was eating my favourite chicken rice when I felt something trickle down my nose.

Thinking it was my regular sinus acting up again, I reached for some tissue and blew my nose. hard.

Ooh and I saw red.

Lots of blood!!!!!!!!!! *weak*

Anyway.. I'm having some internal struggle.

Yet again. =s

Sighs.

I can't stop thinking and worrying about the future!

Speaking of future, I have a bad feeling about azhar's paper, like really really bad.

=(

come on, I only ask for a miserable C, or D.

Just don't do anything below that............ Please please please.

Back to my internal struggle- I have no faith in anything now.

Kelly G
2:01 PM
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Here to Stay or Play?

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Are you here to Stay or Play?

I don't read you like a book.
Though I wish I could.

Leave my heart behind when you kiss me goodbye.

Kelly G
1:24 PM
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J. Window

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

I was just reading Seishii's comments about the Johari Window.

LOL why yes, I'm one of those people who have been asking ppl to help me do my J.Window.

Guilty as charged!

Seishii pretty much has a negative opinion towards it, probably bec. of the bombards of friends around him to do the quiz, and well, I do see his point of view, though I don't agree that the J.Window is dumb.

I wounldn't say it's the greatest idea ever invented, but I would say it helps you to understand yourself a little bit better.

For example.. I had no idea my friends thought I was sentimental, in fact, I didn't think I was sentimental.

And people don't generally think and tell their close friends that 'Hey, you are really thoughtful, ya know?' out of the blue. Unless there is an occasion or event that involves describing your friends in detail. Or if they asked directly.

And partly because I'm the type who is always questioning why this, why that, whats, hows.. and all.

While Syaz simply prefers to live the moment and enjoy while he can instead of bothering himself with useless details.

:) To each his own.

Kelly G
2:13 PM
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feb 21

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

I was stripping to my inner garments preparing to bath when I happened to turn and saw a giant breed lizard sitting above my head- well sort of, on the ceiling.

Screaming, I jumped out of the toilet only to realized I wasn't very appropriately dressed; clad in just two tiny pieces of cloth.

I stretched my hand in to grab a towel before returning to my screamfest.

Anyway Daddy was summoned, who poured a glass of hot water at the lizard above us, i saw the nude coloured creature fall flat on the ground and it flew to a corner. The rest, as they say, was history. (Fed the half dead lizzie to birdie, who was delighted. Wait he's screaming now.. i wonder why)

I gave this year's class chalet a miss-

I was planning to go! I really was! I even had my bags packed all ready to go on Monday.

Unfortunately, a bloody(literally) tragedy happened.. which made me lose utter mood to go anywhere.

=( I hope you guys had fun!

I will be seething with jealousy when you return with all the pictures to show me!!

Ah well...

Happy Hols everyone!

Kelly G
10:06 PM
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Once upon a time.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

I am trying to recreate our first date.

Unfortunately, I cannot remember clearly what exactly I wore.

After a couple of weeks, it finally struck me that I must have blogged about in when I went on my first date!

Ah-ha! I did!! =D

It was Tom Yum Goong we watched then at Lido Cine or was it Cathay. I think it's Cathay, because I remember him buying a bar of chocolate to eat in the theatre.

He offered me some choc but the bar broke in half and dropped on my lap- which had him picking up half the bar in embarrassment.

I still remember Mickey never failed to bring an extra jacket for me whenever we went for a movie. He'd pop it out of his bag when I started to complain the theatre was cold.

Well that was then.

He stopped bringing it after.. well.. a few dates, hmm a month or so.

Prolly because he had already 'caught' my heart, and there wasn't any need to impress me.

=S how insincere!!! Then again, the theatres are no longer as chilly nowadays, and I haf Mickey's body warmth to keep me alive!

ho.

I'm thirsty.

Kelly G
3:05 PM
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Filthy Rich

Friday, February 17, 2006

The term filthy rich can really take on a literal meaning now; after my new boss told me about how the really rich people dress like,um, perfectly ordinary people.

Anyway, my morning started with Alan-

Flipping through today's copy of Classified ads, he mumbled, 'Today dunno got anyone bankrupt anot..'

'Bankrupt?' I looked up with a wry smile on my face ( I was wrapping burberry ties up).

'Yeah, many people go bankrupt a day. They have to put up a notice what, to annouce they're bankrupt.'

And I thought to myself, I thought they were so broke now they had to live in boxes, where on earth did they get the money to put up a notice for their bankruptcy??!

'hmm okay..' I say trying to concentrate on the wrapping which looks really shabby all thanks to my 'nimble' fingers.

'Maybe there's an auction site from someone who's bankrupt, then I can go pick up some cheap stuff, like a new com for us.' he says somewhat gaily.

'Uh-huh..' ( This guy opens me up to a whole new world of money and business)

'There~!' He cries out truimphantly, shoving a list of about 50 names of bankrupt people. All bankrupt. He doesn't seem at all sympathetic.

'WAH~! Why so many?!' I cry out too- the list is terribly long. With their full names and address. So check every Friday on ST's class ads to check if any of your biz partners names are there.

Geez, despite a module in Print Essentials, I had absolutely no idea ST's classified ads had a weekly section for the bankrupt. To think I studied that module. That ought to be the stuffs we learn, not the definition of... a... whatzat cost per centimetre per thousand readers dunno what column. As if your future boss would test you on that.

Oh yes, back to my first para, about filthy rich one.

Later on some uncle in a typical blue checkered shirt came up and talked to Alan.
While I continued wrapping quite un-skillfully, I hate how tape keeps sticking to my nails and my fingers and ugh! But yeah...

He sat down on his chair and said ' dont see that uncle like that ar.. He owns this building.'

Btw, this building is the building I am currently working in.. which is damn far away, which i call ooloo ooloo place... which is somewhere in the middle of Toa Payoh and Paya Lebar, called Tat Wan Building, 5 storeys high, but I am starting to like it. =)

'He owns that blue mercedes car below. His brother owns the black one. '
And I start wondering why everyone is making so much money while I am suffering with being penniless working at $5 an hr under Alan. He should increase my pay, I hope he does.

'Last time I met this uncle, friend of a friend, he wore white ah-pek shorts and singlet everyday. Everyday leh! Like some uncle lar.' Alan begins distastefully.

'So anyway... We were talking and I asked where shall we go for lunch? How bout the kopitiam nearby? And uncle said Grand Hyatt Hotel! With his ah pek white shorts and slippers he walked right into Hyatt and said he only eats at hotels! And his ugly white ah pek shorts are from Hugo!!'

My eyes are widened in interest and surprise.

I have plenty to learn from this man, I thought.

'The richer they are, the less the show off. Instead only the not so rich ones like to show off and wear nice clothes and all. Fake one lar.' Alan dismisses them with a wave of his hand.

'Eh go eat lunch lar. Let me finish wrapping for you.' He dismisses me with a wave of his hand too.

Alan looks nice and normal but something tells me he is a shrewd business man!

Oh and Alan is only 27 but already his own boss.

Kelly G
11:48 PM
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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

I'm startinf to think this blog is a shrine of my bf. =S

Kelly G
9:40 PM
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Over.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Hello there!

Yes the dreaded exams are finally over. I'm not exactly celebrating.. because holidays mean it's time to get a job. =S

To celebrate, Max, Khai and I went to party at MoS on friday night after our exams.... apparently I'm not very good with vodka and all that. With my first Vodka Cranberry I felt my cheeks burn and my ears warm, soon I felt this throbbing at the back of my head which nudged me to bob my head with the music playing.

Later on he bought me another Vodka Sprite and I bet my face was flushing, although no one could see it in the dark.

Um.. MoS was not bad . Except for the fact that it was so freakin crowded that people were stomping on my foot and I was tripping over people's feet in the dark.
I happened to be in the Smoove room and it was a cramped place. A lot of steps all over so I had to keep looking down so I don't miss a step and fall flat on my face, or on someone's face for that matter.

Max left early to go and fight with her bf... which made me and Khai consider if throwing dirt and stones at him would be a good idea. =x
Ah well, they kissed and made up anyway........... so.... shrugs.

Oh and I saw someone moonwalking there which made me very excited indeed! teeheeee~! I didn't really catch his face though.

Maxine's cute bartender was really CUTE!

We were urging her to go and dance in his face. Or at least order a 'Sex on the beach from you please?'

Anyway.. never again. I went home reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally tired and shag. And I couldn't fall asleep.. & my aircon was kinda faulty, and it made me so very cannot sleep!!! I woke up the next day at 1230 when Maxine called me, and her bf was like echoing behind her.. and making some funny noise.

I slept again until 2pm and he called to ask me get up and prepare for our date.

Our 3rd month anniversary date!

First, he made me a green miniature tree to hang my earrings!
And it was only because he remember hearing me say my earrings always get tangled together!
How attentive is that?! It's not bad really. Though my dad was really mean when he saw it, he said 'Is he really that broke? Even so, a real tree or plant would be better!'

HAIYER! He doesn't know how to appreciate hardwork and sincerity. Nevermind daddy.

Then Mickey brought me to a restuarant very aptly named- My Secret Garden.

And it's really secretive! It's hidden behind some shophouse, in the middle of some private housing.

The decor is very romantic, dim lightings, red candle light, some huge, English portraits, and flowers.

I loved that place! Though the lighting and the flame from the candle plus the post dinner Margarita combined cast a red glow on my face.

He's having his Mimosa while I snap a shot of him. hmm..
why is he smiling?

Apparently they ran out of Vodka and only had Gin and sparkling wine.

He is having a hearty laugh, i can't remember talking about what.

We walked around at Bugis which was an empty trip for me despite all the sales. =(

Rushing me to 'hurry up or we'll miss it!' , he brought me to watch the fireworks at Esplanade.

Esplanade was absolutely sardine-canned with people who came to catch the second last day of the fireworks, which made me wonder how much the govt spent on the 15 days. I guess he has enough to spare, which explains the extravagance. Maybe he wants to emphasise on cultural identity or smth.. shrugs. whatever it is. No pictures tho, fireworks are plenty and many.

But a picture of my sexy boyfriend tho! ah ha check out the un-bottoned shirt!

Mom behind me 'Is he going to fight later?'

-.-

And us! But he looks glum though. Like ' argh how many times does that girl beside me want to pose for pictures?'

oh whatever. I look smiley.

We walked back to the MRT station and paused outside Haagen Daaz ice cream cafe.

'Ice cream?' I asked 'My treat!'

'Wah you very rich ar?'
'No'
'Up to you lar'

Unfortunately we had to queue for ice cream! Expensive one at that!

We walked along and stopped at old ole Gelare instead!

That's a chocolate chip waffle with Chocolate Overload Icecream and whipped cream.

Chocolate Overload indeed!

We are a satisfied couple after downing lotsa sinful chocolate, so much so we're almost glowing!

Good night wasn't it?

Kelly G
4:20 PM
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