all i need is the air i breathe




the word on Monday, June 20, 2005 is:


hello earth!

have been casually reminded by a certain someone that i've been neglected this blog a bit the past week. well yeah, that's usually what happens what people find better things to do with their lives! heh :p

anyway. a few things:

I HAVE A DISASTROUS HAIRCUT! there, now that it's recorded here, hopefully people will be used to it when school starts and be sparing with the suanning :p especially since i believe there'll be lots of that already. anyway, i've realised that few people have more power to screw your life up than hairdressers. it's like just one slip of their scissors (or worse, shaver) and you're condemned to a month of misery, and then some. in my case, i believe it will be more than a month, particularly since four inches of hair doesn't grow back in four weeks. yup, in case you're wondering, that's a significant amount. i now have SHORT HAIR. yay. well not exactly china-scholar short (getting racist, i am eh) but it's shoulder length and makes for a pathetic barely-there excuse of a ponytail.

well, if there's anything to be learnt from that, it's never to irritate the hairdresser. which was hard in my case because the stupid woman kept pestering me every few seconds about how many millimeters i wanted this or that strand to be, and this annoyed me to no end as i was already simultaneously trying to read a magazine and sms. and so, in a moment of exasperation, i said the fateful 'just do whatever you want with it lah'. this, apparently, was a big mistake.

movie review!

caught mr & mrs smith last week- and it really proved to be more hype than substance, which is disappointing because with screen god and goddess brad pitt and angelina jolie, a movie could have staggering potential. well, 'twas not to be. IMHO, it was probably the crap plot that killed the movie, rather than the chemistry of the 2 leads, who i maintain make for gorgeous eye candy. i mean, how is it possible to look at angelina jolie's legs (and lips! and boobs!) and not instinctively think 'KILL HER'? bane of the fairer sex, she is! one question i have to ask though, is why couldn't the agencies just send an assassin to take out the smiths, instead of going to the trouble of devising elaborate plans to get them to mutually destruct? shitty plots like this disgust me.

in happier news, yesterday was my dad's birthday AND father's day, which meant a double celebration. in particular, it meant CHEESECAKE. in fact, it meant cheesecake right up till this morning, when i was left all alone in the kitchen with nothing but the fridge door separating me and the leftover cake. and so that is the story of how i put away half a friggin cheesecake this morning. i am thankful it wasn't a gigantic NYDC-esque one, or i'd probably be in hospital for a coronary bypass by now. in fact i'd like to say that this little binge might have cured me of my cheesecake craving, but i kinda have this sinking feeling that there'll be more to come.

oh wells! 6 days of the holidays to go and time to start panicking! :p





the word on Saturday, June 11, 2005 is:


what can i say! i'm so happeeeeeeee :)

well apart from that, i've come to the realisation that CTs are really only 2 weeks away and i am SO DEAD! actually i guess the solution is to concentrate and study hard BUT as we all know that is easier said than done... especially when there are extenuating circumstances :p

ah well anyway my delivery from mac's arrived just now and the fries were sad :( cunningly crispy-looking on the outside but soggy on the inside! plus they were oozing salt and oil. confirmation of the fast-food rule that appearances are always deceiving!

anyway i'd better be off to focus on actually studying and/or getting myself nice and cosy on the couch for the weekly dose of magazine/bimbo rags/newspaper/book reading. the latter of course would be preferable but i'm thinking of how the gravity will eventually get to and kill my ass (and eyes, i presume) if i keep lying down and reading... and so maybe i think that i should go study instead. hmm.

well, that's a thought :p





the word on Thursday, June 09, 2005 is:


yesterday was my birthday!

and undoubtedly, it has been the best birthday ever! :)

first there was the END OF WORK(!!!) at A&G which included a lunch treat at black angus steakhouse! i don't regret the attachment but i'm definitely relieved that i have more time to myself now this hols!

then, there was the surprise party-bbq the 3j girls organized to celebrate the 2 june babies and 1 may baby's birthdays! they went to the trouble to put up this happy birthday banner and make a cake specially... PLUS there were the awesome Royce chocolates (which have all but claimed my voice so far!) presents! and of course everybody got dunked in due time so there was lots of drama, including a couple rendezvous in the swimming pool that was uncannily like a scene from The Beach. also we learnt a few disturbing facts about the nature of guys and their underwear-changing regimes- which, to put it bluntly, is disgusting beyond disgusting.

and then there was my birthday day itself! was a pretty normal day with shopping and a relaxed lunch and dinner, save the extraordinary which happened just before 12. something massive massive massive! hyperventilation aside, it's an extremely happy event =)

yay! hope life's been good for everyone else too!





the word on Saturday, June 04, 2005 is:


apologies!

so, the first week of the holidays is almost officially over. i'm not sure when exactly holidays stopped being about fun and started revolving around work, work and more work, but i'm guessing this is a new phenomena. correction, i'm guessing this has been sneaking up like a thief in the night over the past few years, and has progressively been depriving me of what little life i have left. 'tis a sad thing, that. anyway, i never thought i'd say this, but i'm half wishing that school would start again, because then there'd be lessons and homework and so i'd be caught up with all those things and not have so much time to sit around and feel guilty about not doing anything productive with myself. ironic, isn't it. and the second reason is that this is possibly the last semester i'll ever have to spend in a regimented, uniformed environment, so really, who'd be eager to dilly dally and prolong the agony? good riddance to bad rubbish, i'd say!

anyway. the update in my life is that i've been working at allen & gledhill since wednesday. i always had the idea that lawyers were really hoity toity and book-ish people, but now that i've actually seen them in their element, i'd say a better description would be 'powerful'. maybe it's just that the firm gets all the high-profile cases, but seriously, i've only been there 3 days and i've already seen a considerable number of high court sagas (and their related paperwork, obviously) which has completely crushed my notion that nothing interesting happens in singapore law. mighty cool! a lot of the stuff is confidential though, so i should probably stop talking about it in case i divulge something and get sued. especially now that i know that getting sued by a law firm could be quite catastrophic. putting it mildly, that is.

the other cool thing though, is the premises. it's like this spanking new building right smack in the middle of the shenton way district, so i guess by most standards it'd be quite happening. though, there is of course a limit to how happening sitting at desk for 8 hours can be. but it's still a huge improvement from my internship last year, which basically taught me how to be an obedient piece of office furniture, and also never to work for the government. the other thing i hate is the lunch hour. it's really just an HOUR. can you imagine? no breaks in between or anything. it's like some concentration camp or something. the only mitigating factor is that the firm actually hires one caretaker per floor to be solely responsible for restocking the office pantry, and manning a drinks cart which refills water mugs and dispenses coffee and stuff. and the pantry doesn't get stocked with crappy sugar-laden crackers or anything, this shit is the real deal- like marks and spencer cookies and digestives and instant mee and the likes. well, now you know where's my favourite hangout! the pantry aunty and i get along quite well too, i must say :p

alright, more later!