i will marry the guy who is willing to cook me some good mushrooms in the middle of the night at an unearthly hour.
(and will serve me some breakfast in bed, say, egg benedict?)



thank you for today yannzzzz. just talking about what we want in life, what we want in men, what we want to do made me realise just how much i really want these things. one day, we'll walk into any place and shop all we want, eat all we want and be the happiest people everrr. simply cos happiness is a choice and i think it was pretty evident that thats what we want in life eh?

i realise though, we talked about what we wanted in a guy, but the guy was never something we said we wanted in our life. FUNNAYE. HAHA.
till you're 30 and married to your millionaire my dear! *holds glass of moet up* HAHAH.

11:14 PM; unforgotten.Y

I SO BLOODY MISS MING LIKE MAD.

i shall go think of something special to do on his birthday. yay.




eyecandy's hot stuff, baby.

11:53 PM; unforgotten.Y

happy birthday in advance seppppzzzz.

wish i could have shokudo with the people ytd. i walked in andsaw the food and was like 'i wantttttt'

ohwells. hope yall had fun!

work was pretty alright ytd. not as happening as last week thats for sure. but #1 fav bartender was around (yay) and i got to do bar rouge (yay yay) and it was sarah and lydia with me (yay yay yay) and the crowd was atleast less animalish (yay yay yay yay).
howeverrr. i am starting to see alot of politics and it just sucksass.

lydia almost got dragged into the toilet by some asshole. but hooray for the bouncer and khai.
yeah, occupational hazard lah. but what to do.

in this job, i get hugged so often, kissed so often, i think its so normal.
yes, some random lady suddenly screamed I LOVE YOUUUUU! and hugged me. then planted a wet kiss on my cheek. i was highly amused actually. haha.
see, i told you, this job is ego boosting. HAHA.




YOUR KISSES ARE WASTED ON ME.

5:53 PM; unforgotten.Y

i was so damn tired out from service prac.
and just when it ended, it was the start of another day!
meaning work.

i was pretty grumpy ytd. cos i was so tired and i met a ton of annoying people. grrr. and no eye candies ytd! and my usual favourites were in bar rouge.

got tips though. yay!


school's started but i feel so holidayer-ish. not cool. service boot camp is really what the name suggests. boot camp. but its been fun so far.



and i wanted to be a good girl ytd and not drink. especially since my #1 fav bartender wasnt around. BUT my #2 happily gave me OJ, and then added vodka. and thus! i drank. (lydia was like, 'why all of them like to add alcohol to your drink ar?' HAHA) then i had jagerbombs again. i think its becoming a weekly ritual man. haha. its alright, i like the drink.
i think the amount i drink in one day at SC adds up to the amount ive drank in my entire life. how how, alcoholiczzz.

OH OH OH. JOE FOUND MY RING. JOE FOUND MY RING. JOE FOUND MY RING. I CANNOT EXPRESS MY LOVE AND GRATITUDE AND EVERYTHING ELSE IN WORDS I SWEAR. BUT I WAS SO DAMN HAPPY. I PRACTICALLY WANTED TO SQUEEZE HIM WHEN HE TOOK IT OUT. ITS BETTER THAN HAVING SOME GUY PROPOSE TO YOU (okay, maybe not. but mummy bought me the ring whattttt. and its a tiff. obviouslyyou happy that you found it right) SO ALL HAIL JOE THE BARBACK. YAYYYYYY.


just a random side track since we're on rings anyway, i think the guy who proposes to me next time very poor thing cos i want a romeojuliet looking thing, and a normal solitaire one, and i don't know, other random stuff. i realise i don't have a dream proposal like certain people. i just think the randomest of them all is sweetest.
just like how next time, your hubby gets back and says 'im home, sweetheart.' and gives you a peck on the forehead. thats sweet.

friends, can yall go get married now please. so i can busk in people's marital happiness and bliss. haha. (cos i don't think i'll be getting any soon)





yes sean, i know, sheena is popz.

3:06 PM; unforgotten.Y

all the lonely people
where do they all come from.



where is goggles when i need her!
boooooooo.



oh i was reading some random guy's blog about falling in love. walao, wo ye yao. why isn't anyone falling in love with me. danggggg. hahaha.

ahwells.

sheri, hang in there. friends are forever, boyfriends are not.
you know i love you. now and forever! =)))

11:47 PM; unforgotten.Y

i have so much in my head. i don;t know what to say. haha.

shit man. Service prac tomms and i am so not excited about it.

somehow, i'd rather be going to work in SC. maybe cos i get paid. maybe cos i know i wouldnt get screamed at. haha. im still in sucha holiday mood. wine and beverage is really interesting but its so new and confusing.
hello mr bartenders, can you people help me? (actually, i don't think they can. i doubt they know their wines, really. they're all about flaring. heh)

work was kinda blah ytd cos even though my favourite people were there, they either left early, came late, or weren't in a very friendly mood. so i was stuck with people i wouldnt say i love.
however! i found out my #1 favourite bartender likes the beatles too. no wonder hes my #1! hahah.

my life is so sad. it revolves around work work and work. maybe cos thats the only place i go to other than school now. and thats the only place i get to meet interesting people.

and i frigging left my ring at SC, i hope joe finds it. i seriously hope he does. i will love him forever and ever and ever and ever and ever if he does yanoe. in fact, i will love anyone who finds it (adn gives it back to me) forever and ever and ever and ever and ever. dear Lord, please let him find it. please please please please pleaseeeeee. =(((

i think i've been drinking far too much of late. its funny how randy and i have swapped roles. when he worked at bobby's i used to be like the 'don't drink too much, dont' do this, don't do that, take care of yourself blah blah blah' but now its his turn to tell me all that. who would have thought ANYONE would ever be telling me 'don't drink so much lahhhhh' and things like that eh? but now ive got a whole load of people telling me that. hahaha.

so to those who care, DON'T WORRY. SHEENA WILL TAKE CARE OF HERSELF. SHE WON'T DRINK AND GET DRUNK AND GET WASTED BECAUSE IT IS NOT COOL. SHE ALSO WILL NOT LET RANDOM LOSERBOYS TOUCH HER OR SHE WILL PUNCH HIM IN THE BALLS. AND SHE WOULDN'T KILL ANYONE EVEN THOUGH IT IS HIGHLY TEMPTING ALOT OF TIMES. beams.







morning sunshine.
i think i like you better when high.

8:56 PM; unforgotten.Y

wassup baybehzzz!

ohmygosh, ytd was like a damn awesome day at SC. i never had so much fun. and never had more heart to hearts with random people. and never have i felt so much TLC from them too.

i drank so much. so much.

danced and jumped and slept and chilled till happy.

hung out till dawn broke and you just go out there and scream to strangers on the streets.
okay, no, i was just joking about that.

i got to try out deejay-ing cos sergio was attempting to teach me. it is so not easy lah. i shall try again next time. zhang's really good!

and i am so glad sarah's in LRM. we can go work together next timezzzz. wheeee.

i just think ytd was damn fun lah. i love love love SC.

i don't think i can bear it when sergio leaves for home. i seriously feel hes awesome, hes cool. i love him!

i really dont think i can bear to quit SC anytime soon. unless something major happens (which i hope wouldn't). so im sorry mummy, you'll just have to bear with me for now.




anyway, kiddos, never ever drink on a damn empty stomach. you just throw every single shit up. well, i bet you already knew that. but well, experience says green tea makes things horrible! so dont ever try that.
and drinking on a full full stomach is happiness because well, it makes you happy lah. hahaha.

suddenly, i am so looking forward to work tomms. event again! but i think i'd be more happy to see the people and yeah, i guess we'll all be crazy.

school is starting tomorrow. OH ITS SO SAD.



(ytd, sandra said stuff that made me realise how lucky i am. and i really do think i am. thank God, amen.)

12:26 PM; unforgotten.Y

zouk yesterday was great. i had more fun. maybe because there were no loser guys. haha. and the bunch i was with was pretty fun.

i think the guys from supperclub are awesome. they dont let you pay for anything. appreciate it.

SC is in the best restaurants guide. sexytime baby.

the guy from tatler is so nice. i should email him soon.

school is starting soon. im gonna miss work, i swear.
i wish hols dont end. and school never comes.

i think, i've become more PR ever since working in SC. i do the whole *mwah mwah* thing, i talk to people, im friendly, its abit scary to me yet at the same time, i realise, 'hey man, in the future, this is what working's gonna be all about.'
can't say i dont enjoy what im doing. but yet at the same time, its not exactly very sheena-ish. because thats work and work's work.

i just have to snap out of supperclub mode when service practicum starts. cos service in supperclub is totally different. its wild, its crazy, its not the nicest (tho i try to be as nice as i can even though i meet asses) and really, its not something mr goh would be happy with im sure. hahaha.

im gonna make sure i pay attention in wine and beverage. it will help so much.

and im really amused by the people i meet during work. its amazing. you see assholes, you see basket cases, you see damn nice, damn polite, people. you meet people who make you happy and you get to know people who give you an ego boost.




can someone please buy me story by paul smith? i am so addicted to the scent.
and i saw a polka dotted pen i wanted. but its 70bucks. =(
and i want to get new clothes. but am unwilling to spend my moolah. sigh.

where oh where is my rich boyfriend.

10:05 PM; unforgotten.Y

yesterday, sergio made me serve the section with 2 very important fellas.

dear God, please let SC enter the best restaurants guide so i don't lose my job. Amen.

the guys were very nice though. i like people like that.

i don't like SPGs though. or mean, sulky SPGs for that matter. like gosh, don't look at me like i wanna steal your angmoh boyfriend. don't look at everyone else and think they wanna steal your angmoh boyfriend. goodness.

i think its funny how some girls get very protective of their boyfriends (or non boyfriends) and think the whole world wants their guy. i want to point and laugh at them and go shake hands with the guy and say 'good luck'.

if he's yours he's yours, stupid girls.


media party today. wonder if i'd bump into anyone i might possibly know. HAHA.
well, i know the guy from tatler. i should go be better friends with him.

and emmanuel stroobant was at SC ytd! he has the coooolest amex card ever.

i shall go attempt to i don't know, pick out clothes to wear?
hate dressing up hate dressing up hate dressing up.
when you have nothing to dress up with.

shall go ask if anyone's going to zouk later. may just end up there with an entire crazyass bunch of supperclubbers.
talk about high life balls.

11:20 AM; unforgotten.Y

sunday was a great day. sorry i was uber late people!
met up with the patsy, the joey, the sheri and the sam.
they make me miss secondary school days and recess and annoying annelee.
i heart yall, you already know that right? =)

monday was a crazyass day. bumped into amin and yann at lucky plaza. HAHA.
had my chicken rice after craving for soooooo darn long.
then checked out piercing rates cos sean wanted to get one on his wrist.

yup, so what was supposedly supposed to be a meet up, chill out, chit chat, read book session turned into something way more eggciting. haha.

i think i should never go and get a tattoo or something with people. i think too much of the consequences. and i can't bear it if they came out of it and told me 'hey, i really regret it.' because i would feel every bit responsible for that regret in their life yanoe.

thank God though, all sean got was a piercing. so he could always remove it. at the very most, it would leave a scar. a reminder i guess. (but to a vain guy like him, a scar's like the end of the world. thus, i was more than worried. haha)

so there i was, standing outside the shop ocntemplating whether or not i should let my friend go in and walk out with a hole or two with somethign under his skin. believe me, i think i thought as much as he did, maybe even more. i just tried to act indifferent so i wouldn't affect his own judgement.

how do you put this? i walked into the shop knowing he would regret it but i didn't do anything to stop him. and i was thinking. 'ohshit, if he walks out of there and actually told me 'hey i regret it', i would just die.' yet at the same time, i knew why he was doing it. and it wasn't for some stupid reason like 'oh i wanna be cool.' thats why i just didn't scream and yell and slap him. HAHA.

its more of a 'okay, he not gonna be a happier person after this and i think hes gonna take the damn thing out after a couple of days but i'll stick by his choice and be there if he needs me' kinda thing?

but to sean, thanks for making me a part of this whole crazy, surreal experience. it was crazy just seeing the needle go through you. crazier to see your reaction. EXPLOSION OF EMOTIONS eh? im proud of you. because atleast for that moment in your life, you really really really did 'fuck care' everything, everyone. and im glad you got what you wanted out of it, not the piercing, but the whole experience. its better than living your life thinking 'what it might have been.'
your virgin piercing experience (prolly your last too.) was a damn expensive one, but i think you would agree you got so much more out of it.
not just you, i think i got alot out of it too. emotional trauma yanoe? HAHA.

so you see, i don't think i could ever deal with any life changing moments. i would go with anyone of you to get a piercing, but if its a tattoo, just tell me you wouldnt ever regret it please. or i couldn't deal with the blooooody regret after that.
okay, i think im turned off from piercings and tattoos at this very moment.

11:37 AM; unforgotten.Y

I GOT MY AGNES B BELT BABY!

11:10 PM; unforgotten.Y

I AM SUPPOSED TO BITCH BLOG ABOUT JOEY TAN BUT THE MOOD DISAPPEARED ALREADY LAH.
long overdue from the day sheri and i crashed her place. HAHA!

actually, it wasnt that long ago. i think it was a thursday.
and i bumped into ryan. it was kinda funny cos when he bent down to kiss me, i thought for a moment thatt he was yuen tuck. and was wonderign why the heck yt was being so affectionate. HAHA.

soooo.
okay, work on friday. uber fun. i had doubts of being in privee atfirst but i had a hella good time there. we had a major pillow fight while doing set up. being the only girl there, obviously i was the one who died. joe was throwing me around. but it was damn fun, i swear. when was the last time you got into a pillow fight with giant plushy cushions and not one, not two, but NINE giant beds! BETCHA NEVER TRIED EH.
so yeah, hear it from me, DAMN FUN.
the whole night i had to deal with models. i think they frikking get high on redbull. and that alone. and they dont eat. so tada, redbull and vodka gets into their system faster. get high. dance like maniacs. and should shoot themselves.

okay, no. i met a couple of polite people. friday's crowd was generally good.
and i got to know some spainish guy. he was very nice, just cos i made him tons of double vodka orange.

YES! I GOT TO BE A 'PART TIME BARTENDER'!

sat's crowd was booooring. cos it was the same bunch of models. doing the same stupid thing. drinking the same stupid drinks. and i thought they were nicer on friday. or maybe it was just because i was a happier girl on friday. and not as tired. thus more patient.

but some air head came up to me and asked me for drinks.
our conversation went something like

me: hello, what would you like to have.
himbo: vodka redbull, do i have to pay? cos i have no cash with me.
me: no, you don't.
himbo: well, im a model you know.
me: *gives the 'so?-do-i-look-like-i-give-a-shit?' face*

don't know if he saw the face balls. but seriously, you are no different from a bloody clothes hanger baby. no one, really cares.

and i don't think models are hot. maybe cos most of them were angmohs. and i don't have a thing for angmohs. i've never found them hot unless they're like mixed with some other exotic blood. like asian or hawaiian or they're red indians or something. haha. but they're just tall. long long looooooong legs. and behave pretty much like animals.

so yes. as cool as modelling is, i think these people need abit more brains. and abit more nice-ness.
note: i know there are nice, smart models around, but so far the ones i've met just haven't left an impression on me lah.
also, someday, you should listen to bartenders' stories of models. funnayeeee.

i miss working with my #1 favourite bartender! haven't seen him in so long! and the last time we did see each other, he was at salle neige and me in bar rouge. but you know why he's my #1? cos he's the only one who will still smile even if its busy. even if the crowd is crazy. even if everything else is shit. and he'll pull stupid faces when the crowd is blahhh.
yes. i like people like that. i admire them so much more. because i know its not easy to keep your cool, to still be happy, and to be very objective and not scream at any tom dick or harry just because a sarah cassandra or martha got you pissed. basically keeping temper in check lah. its not easy, but when people actually do that, i super respect them.

next time, if i ever own a restaurant or something i can call my own, i'll make sure the people i hire are like that.
only problem is, chefs never have good tempers. they're all anal about something, if not everything.they scream, they shout, they throw. i don't get that. i mean im anal too lah. but i don't see a point in screaming at people unneccessarily. so okay, i guess its gonna be hard finding people like that. HAHA.

anyhow, went shopping ytd. and got stuff at such great prices!
bought a club marc wallet at like 10% its original price! gorgeous and i each got one which we will bring when we are gonna clubzzz.
and bought a lacoste bag. damn impulse, damn random buy. guilt hasn't set in yet. HAHA.
bought smartz some goodies for her to munch on while she mugs for As. GO GO DEEDEE! (i swear im your nicest friend.)

and i realise what supperclub has done to me, i used to hate shops that played techno, electro, or very THAT kinda music hor, refused to walk in and all. but club marc was playing it and i found myself actually bobbing to the music. ohmyflyingtian lah. what on earth has become of sheena. time to timbre to get back into being more me. haha!
and and and i swear carlos is the nicest bouncer ever! i love him! he's my fav fav fav fav-ourite! i think he's damn sweet lah and he makes my day. and most important of all, you actually feel secure with him yanoe? like i know i can run to him if
say, some drunk bitch slaps me in the face. haha! hope that never happens though.

okay, am gonna prep to go out with the clique. will finally see patsy lim after 10gazillion years. I MISS YOU.

ohyeah. thinking of getting my agnes b belt. should i?
where is randy when i need himmmmmmm! nehmindz, shall call him and ask. whee. and that is why i love him.

anyway, to randy, thank you for everything. thank you for loving me. thank you for being there. thank you for telling me that my happiness means more than anyone else's. thank you for giving me the reassurance that i needed. thank you for being so patient, so understanding. thank you for being my friend.
i know i can count on you even if the whole world turns against me and thats a very comforting thought.
and though we will never be what we had thought we would be, im glad that atleast for a moment in our lives, i was someone special to you. and i know that i'd always, always have you. know that you will always have me too okay?
even if boyfriends come and go, friends come and go, yeah, you'll still be a part of me.
lovelovelove.


okay, SEE YOU.

11:24 AM; unforgotten.Y

wasssssup baybehzzzz

sheena was a highlifer ytd and went to zouk okayyyyyy!
HAHAHA.

went with supperclubbers.

honestly, i think i will only go clubbing with close friends, good friends and fun friends. because you know how i always need a catalyst? yeah, well, I NEED A CATALYST. haha.

and i should only get intro-ed to people who are decent. bloody asshole. what a loser. but of cos, only close friends will get to hear the juuuuuuicy gossip. haha!

but but but, i bumped into 2 of my favourite people from GAP.
mr policeman-AMIN! and mr storeman-MARCUS! yayyyy!

i haven't seen markieboy in so so so freaking long lah! lucky i met him, so i had someone whom i could hold a decent convo with to cab home with. i'll see you soon markie! i hope.

and i have to thank this other marcus whom i got to know there for saving my life for like say, 10-15mins? haha. THANKYOU. SEE YOU IN SAY 20MILLION YEARS, PART TIME BOYFRIEND.

if only i knew the two dumbdumbs were there. not until everything ended and amin called. (amin's hot stuff, he has a guy fighting with me over him okayyyyy.) but methinks amin is hardcore now balls. hes just like this chiongster. damn tak halal. how can lah deh! but we still love you.
and, club together soon! i would rather mambo with yall than with supperclubbers cos they are so not mambo-ish.

work was pretty alright ytd. cut champange flutes off from the glass curtain for the guests. thats about it.

sergio, please pleaseplease give me one off day for the weekend.
(i don't think he would though, since he gave me an off day today. boooo)

anyway, i really like supperclub now lah. maybe cos im talking more to people, getting to know them better. and there are so many nice people there. though theres one i could strangle when the person starts talking (shared sentiments. from floor to bar to kitchen.) and one i could take a paring knife and *stab stab* okay, no, maybe not. but shes not my fav person.

i got to know 2 other kitchen people ytd. quite nice. but walaoooo they said i don't look like i would be in the kitchen. okay, i think i get that alot. but welllllll. ENCOURAGEMENT, PEOPLE.

anyhow, i still don't like clubbing. will never be a highlife-ing clubber.
and to the guy whom i was mean to, i am very sorry. i feel damn bad now even though you were an asshole. but yeah i just feel guilty and you're never gonna see this but im sorrrry. im doing this to ease the guilt. haha.
and your accent sucks.

okayokay, im sorry to mr random boy. (i want to add 'BUT' at the end of the sentence but but but, i decided then, it wouldn't seem so sorry-ish anymore. haha!)

alrights. i must go find someone to confess my evil doing to now. or i will die from being guilty. hahaha.
no, ididnt kill him and hide him in the toilet.

and i have to thank ari for saving my life for like 5minutes too. cos he called so i got to escape! Lyou Lyou!
also, remind me to be great friends with anyone who lives near all the clubbing places. very useful to be pally pally with them. ARI IS ONE SUCH PERSON. HAHA.

10:58 AM; unforgotten.Y

just the other day, a new guy said to me 'you don't look like you would work here.'
i replied 'i know. and i still have no idea how i got the job.'

HAHA.

yes, despite working at SC,
im not your clubbing high lifer,
i don't think smoking is sexy,
i don't believe in drinking to find a high,
i think going to clubs just to pick up and get picked up is sad,
and i believe in sex after marriage.


howeverrrrr. those are just my personal beliefs. so to my many many many friends who do all that, i love you still. because well, inside, you're still you. from before you got the piercings, the tattoos, started smoking, having sexytime and leading the high life, you were great. you still are.

i just wish yall wouldnt smoke so much.
and use protection. HAHAHA!


canon event later! have to go shop for white bottoms. damn, i should pass the bill to SC eh.
yay yay yay. tomorrow is the last day of work. well, not really, but its the last day for this week! supposedly free for my weekends though i have some weird ass feeling they'll ask me back.
quick, date me people date me! save me! HAHA.

din din din, please work later. i miss you like crazy lah. need my #1 favourite barback to bitch to! haha.
ytd, my #2 favourite barback crashed into me and he shoulder-ed my eye. yeah lah, im short lah. my eye exactly at his shoulder lahhhh. haha.

ps. sergio is scary. but i think inside is still a good man.
maybe its cos of CCM, being in kitchen, that we all have this certain kinda discipline in us. how work is work and stuff. i guess it helps that im this kinda person too lah. but i think watever it is, its helping me cope in SC.






Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey
I'd heard about you before
I wanted to know some more
And now I know what they mean, you're a love machine
Oh, you make me dizzy

Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me

What's the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
What's the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow

And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..

Well I can dance with you honey
If you think it's funny
Does your mother know that you're out?
And I can chat with you baby
Flirt a little maybe
Does your mother know that you're out?

I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all
Walks along the Seine, laughing in the rain
Our last summer
Memories that remain
I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all
In the tourist jam, round the Notre Dame
Our last summer
Walking hand in hand
Paris restaurants
Our last summer
Morning croissants
We were living for the day, worries far away

'Cuz you know I've got
So much that I wanna do
When I dream I'm alone with you
It's magic
You want me to leave it there
Afraid of a love affair
But I think you know
That I can't let go

If you change your mind
I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me
Let me know
And I'll be around
If you've got no place to go
When you're feeling down

11:10 AM; unforgotten.Y

1234

anyone but her please.

for your call, im sick call im empty, call im desperate for your voice listening to the song we used to sing

random lines from random songs that are just randomly floating in my head.

haha.

yanoe, i think its cool how sometimes you can be thinking of stuff and then it happens.
except nothing happened, and even though some bit of me was hoping against all odds that you would read my mind, you never did.

prem's late night text touched me alot though. so yeah, thanks dear. in between awakeness and sleep, it made me smile. and im glad ive got people like you in my life. how we don't meet for a year, but are still able to spend the entire afternoon talking is amazing. yes, you make me feel very loved and appreciated bro. so thank you for that.
find yourself a chinese girl after this okay. who doesn't mind me being your friendzzzz. preferably YOU KNOW WHO. i approve of HER! hahaha. except, this time round, TRY HARDER PLEASE. hah!
yeah, but like i said, you always make my day even if you don't know it. and your text gave me all the reassurance i needed. so lovelovelove.

gonna sushi with randy now. then meet clare. then work. booooooring. please letthere be nice people today. ohwait, theres BEEJAY! YAYYYYY!


wish you were here.

12:17 PM; unforgotten.Y

sheena damn sad.

my cold cut just now didnt have mayo and onions. cos they ran out of it.

someone bring me out for subway melt with loads of mayo and sweet onion and onions.

i still think it was damn sweet of charlie to buy me that for my bday. HAHA.

i shall buy him a foot long next time too.

orgasmic.

okay random bored.
lappie dying. sleep time.

gnights.

su is having fun in indiaaaaa. so cool lah. wish i was there. they have cows on the streets. cooooooooolios can.

walao. i want to fly away alone. i think travelling alones darn cool. even though the more sane side of me says its uber dangerous.

i shall find someone to fly around with. yay.

before that ican go dream of getting an overseas attachment. i hope i get to fly away. i think its a damn good experience balls.

okay byebye.

11:18 PM; unforgotten.Y

and this is why i love prem.

-][ P R E M ][- I Picked up Reading Again.. =D [Prem's TV-ing] says:
hi im prem
-][ P R E M ][- I Picked up Reading Again.. =D [Prem's TV-ing] says:
can i take a chance on you
sheena. take a chance on me. says:
HAHAHAH
sheena. take a chance on me. says:
ohmygosh that is like the latest corniest pick up line


thank you for today sweets. love you long time! see you in a years time. oh no, deepavali! =)

11:05 PM; unforgotten.Y

wheeee.

work on saturday was great great great. maybe cos there were new people there and i dont feel so new-ish and alone anymore. the new people are niceeeee. some lah.
i like!
and then my favourite bartender was nice too! i like!
my favourite barback (other than din, who wonderfully ditched meeeeee) was uber nice too! i like!
new female bartender! so far, i like her!
and i met the most considerate bunch of singaporeans ever. actually, i think so far, all the nice guests i meet are singaporeans. isnt that amazing. so yeah, i guess sat wasn't very crazy, and the crowd was surprisingly young. and thus, they were all quite nice.
still, i love singaporeans! even though some annoy me to the maxxxx i think i still love yall. haha.

and i think its the whole new clubbing thing, like when after you've just met a person, you give them hugs? hahah. cos the nice bunch of singaporean guys gave me hugs when they left (that was after we introduced ourselves to each other) and wasei, like i know them very long like that! hahaha. but they were nice and funny. and they made me laugh. i mean, you have a whole line of guys infront of you grinding each other? or you try to light your barcardi shot and end up burning your hand? HAHA!

ofcos, there were not so pretty things. tripped and fell and have a big bump on my knee now, damn pain. ass pain also. and some fat cow stepped on my foot and scratched my skin off. i think i broke a blood vessel/vein/whatever thing that carries blood too. mind you, it was a guy who did that. should have seen how popped up one of my veins was right after the incident. i was kinda worried it would explode on me. HAHAH.
oh and the most major thing was my manager. but who cares, screw her.

i think i will stay on with supperclub because its a great experience. i like how i can be someone else there without losing who i really am. and i like the people there! yay.
plus, its good money.

'so fucking sexy, you are sexy fuck fuck'
i can't help but crack up everytime they play that at SC.

and next time, whoever proposes to me has to sing 'whistle for the choir' to me first! i think the songs so darn sweet.

hooray. meeting prem later. yay yay yay yay yay.
but work tomms. and wed. and thur. boo boo boo boo boo.

okay byebyebyebyebye
love love love love love


i forgot to add, i saw a guy at SC who reminded me of ari. he looked indon, sounded singaporean, well, for some odd reason, he just reminded me of ari lah. and i realise i bee-lard-dee miss ari gani. you know, hes the kind of guy right, that as much as an asshole he is, you'll still think of him once in a while and have fond thoughts of. haha. he's going to aussie next year i think. then he'll disappear from my life for a couple of years, and pop right up unexpected again after years and years.
funny enough, i've always thought that was what ari was gonna be in my life. never really a part of it. and yet, still being a part of it.
like never thought he would be a permanent fixture? but at the same time, i think that we might still meet for coffee someday when we're all grown up and talk about life. haha.
perhaps then, he will talk about that awful breakup. the scariest mother. and marriage.
now, marriage. that is totally something i would want to hear about from his mouth. HAHA.

9:49 AM; unforgotten.Y

tenderheart warmed my day today.
thank you sheri.

you're the greatest yanoe?

bumped into prem, faiz, tsy, zhen, jeremy all at starbucks. made my day too.

love love love.
if only i felt some of it.

7:01 PM; unforgotten.Y

i think i'd grow to love you someday.

or maybe i'd still love you when no one else does.

perhaps you'd love me too.








. its not knowing who will stand by you. because you're afraid even the closest will sway. and you don't feel anymore special to the people who matter than to a random stranger walking down the street.

sometimes, the problem with being this rational is that when you think you need someone else who's more rational than you are, you go 'who the hell is?'
and when you've been so strong all the time, and need to rely on someone, you think 'who do i go to?'
and when you think you've found someone you can count on, you realise 'but oh my tian. i can't say anything!'

11:14 PM; unforgotten.Y

you know, im tiredof shit happening to me.
and im tired of girls who look the same.
because they're the ones who always bring the shit to me.
and its always the same.

ohwell.

on a happier note. sheena is damn poor now cos she bought her agnes b bag, zara cardi and vest! and spent a bomb at canele. but food there was such happy food. just sitting pretty on my plate. haha.

i wish people bought me stuff from places with all the nicest packaging and paperbags. and like just one person gives me 20 pretty paperbags with the coolest ever stuff inside. it'll be sucha joy.

say, something from muji, zara, gap, agnes b, topshop, mango (quick, help me think of places which give paperbags.) uh, i can't think of anymore. oh oh leftfoot. then if you want, all the high end brands that would make me go OOO. LV, chanel, gucci, coach, hermes, tod's, dior, tiffany, blahblah. list goes on.

i guess you can still say i haven't exactly gotten over the loss of my COACH purse. other than the fact that its my first 'branded' item, it was given by someone special. and thats more important than anything else yanoe?
yeah, im a sucker for sentimental stuff. you can write me a random letter and i would keep it for as long as i live. haha.

anyhow, ytd was good. thank you.

i haven't met up with patsy for the longest time. freaking miss her.
and i haven't managed to settle on some day for my date with prem.
i want to see eddie before he goes and serves the nation.
and i want to meet kevin because i havent seen him in so long.
then theres sheri whom i havent seenin weeks.
and joey whos disappeared since school started.
i can't even remember the last time i saw wendy even though she lives 2 blocks away.

dear goodness. i need to see nice normal human beings before school starts. or i can forget about seeing them all till who knows when.

i miss secondary school suddenly. i miss seeing familiar faces everyday. i miss having the different cliques. i miss recess. i miss all the juvenile shit. haha.

and you know how much it sucks to be stuck in a circumstance on your own. and even though your best friend's there, you can't talk to him/her about it. because it involves other people and know that to your bestest, the people involved are all things nice and good and amazing and you don't want to start bitching and spoiling their impression of the people? and neither can you talk to any other person about it because it will affect them too.

okay, not quite sure what im saying. but the feelings very painful. like how you wanna talk about it to someone who knows alittle something but at the same time not wanting to influence their thoughts because it'll be unfair to some other body. and yet at the same time you dont see a point in being this nice becasue the some other body really doesn't give a shit and only care for themselves.

argh. at the end of it all, you're on your own.

rationality.

6:37 PM; unforgotten.Y

i just spent quite abit ytd buying a whole load of random rubbish!
not for myself tho.
i refused to buy myself the carebear even though i bought like 2 for other people. haha. cos i thought it was too much to spend on myself for a random buy.

howeverrrrr. i am thinking of buying my zara cardi, maybe a pullover prep-ish vest and an agnes b bag!
note: am only considering the agnes b becuase it is less than 100 after 50percent. if not i would never even think of splurging that much. i think the only thing i can afford there are their badges. but why in the world would i want to pay 9 bucks for a pin on thing right.

i also want my limited ed vans. thats 11 hours of my pay mind you.

and i wish i could afford the agnes b wallet for mummy (395!)
someday. when im earning like loads and loads and loads of kachings, i will buy yall stuff. like wendy lee can get her hp strap other than just a condom. HAHAHA.

okay byebye. i will go shop later and be a happy girl. because stupid emo jealous bloody self-centred no-brainers should just go rot and die in hell.

wow, that was harsh. sometimes, i amuse myself. hahah. okay, maybe alot of times. i swear its the hormones.

chew sheena chewwwww.
bitches i needa meet yall soon!


xoxoxox to the commoners.
lololol to the beloveds.


ohyeah, HAPPY CHILDRENS' DAY SWEETS!

10:37 AM; unforgotten.Y

and then i saw her standing there
with green eyes and long blonde hair
she wasn't wearing underwear
atleast i prayed that
she might be the one
maybe we'd have some fun
maybe we'd watch the sunrise
but that night i learnt some girls try too hard
some girls try too hard
some girls try to hard to impress
with the way that they dress
with those things on their chests
and the things they're suggesting

so when you see her standing there
with green eyes and long blonde hair
she won't be wearing underwear
and you'll discover this girl's not the one
and she'll never be fun
you should just turn and run
because you'll find out that some girls try too hard
some girls try too hard
some girls try too hard to impress
with the way that they dress
with those things on their chests
and the things they're suggesting


--this is in response to an indie kid's lament.
read it off my mind.

10:28 AM; unforgotten.Y