My 190th.

Hello. Its my 190th post. CHEERS!

Shawn's going for blood donation. Whoopiee!~ Okay, i really need a job or i'm just sitting around doing nothing. seriously.

I'm scared already.

I woke up at 2pm with a bad headache. I felt as if i was hit by a bus. My head's killing me. I take back what i said in the previous entry.

I SHALL NEVER GO FOR A BLOOD DONATION DRIVE AGAIN.

Okay, maybe i shall just go ONCE A YEAR. So that i won't pass out or wake up with a horrible headache like four times a year. In case you dun know, you can only donate blood like once every three months. So yeah.

Kill me now. I feel like crap.

Oh, i feel so weak.
Like a new born kid.
However that feels like.

WARNING!!! SUPERLY DUPERLY LONG ENTRY!!

I was supposed to meet Tanya at 11.15am today and i woke up at 11.16am. I looked at the time and went DNFSHGTSWRJTGS!!! Then Tanya called, apparently Millie wasnt even on her way there yet so Tanya was waiting like a moron. She even took a cab down to Nanyang CC please. So she was obviously feeling like afjhaetuietbv please. So i went down on my own, met Vincent at Boon Lay. Then we went to the CC together.

I went in to look for Tanya and i was horrified at all the needles around me. I got my registration form and went to the hall/ theatre and registered. So i sat in the place with Vincent and Ignatious for dunno how long please. Then we realised that we were supposed to go and see the Medical Officer and get our blood tested. Obviously no one told us to do any of that. So Vincent, Ignatious and i went to see the Medical Officers and to get our blood tested.

At the blood testing area.
Nurse: "Come! Have a seat."
ME: "OH! Okay."
Nurse: "I'm going to prick your finger okay? Its not gonna hurt."
ME: "If you say so then go ahead."
Nurse: "Then after this you go over to the next table and sign up for a bone marrow transplant."
ME: "!!!!!!!!!"
Nurse: looks at my face- "As in you sign up and be a donor."
Me: "Chey, okay."
Nurse: points- "So you go over there okay?"
ME: looks away to the area that the nurse was pointing at-
PIAK!
ME: "OWWWWWW!" stares at nurse in anger-
Nurse: shrugs-

WAH! She never give any signal or warning to let you know that she's gonna prick your finger at that moment. I got a shock please. She squashed my finger and collected my blood in this teeny weeny tube and gave it to the Bone Marrow person. I was horrified please. Then Ignatious came along and i moved over to the bone marrow table which was situated like really close to the blood testing table. The nurse did the same thing by pointing over to my side and she pricked his finger without warning.

Ignatious: SCREAMS- "OOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!"

Then i laughed really loudly. The nurse also smiling away. Yaohui was standiong beside me and he looked at Ignatious and went, "BE A MAN!!" I laughed louder.

I looked back at the bone marrow person because she was like squashing my previously pricked finger like no tomorrow. Obviously it hurt lah. Then she told me that she has to prink my finger AGAIN! Just because i got no more blood for her to squeese. I got no choice what, she pricked again. I was how horrified please. She covered like this HUGE CIRCLE with a diameter of 3cm WITH MY BLOOD. I should have taken a picture of it please. But i was just too traumatised at the way she freely distributed my blood on the circle thingy.

Then i went back to the hall/ theater. Daniel Ang came in like 2minutes after me. Apparently he was asked to sit in the hall/ theatre and wait for the cows to go home. Its like no one told him where to go and what to do also. So troublesome please. I told him to go see the Medical Officers and do the blood test thingy then come back to the hall/ theatre to wait. So he followed us out of the waiting area. Ignatious, Vincent and I all went over to the donors waiting area.

Me: "Eh, i heard that you must drink sugar drinks then the blood flows faster leh."
Ignatious and Vincent went and got Ribena for themselves. Then Vincent was called to go in the donating area. So it leaves me and Ignatious there.

Ignatious: "eh, later before we leave this place, we go and take some drinks go back to church okay?"
ME: looks at ignatious weirdly- "You very funny leh!" laughs loudly-
Ignatious: "What? i'm trying to help you de-stress by making you laugh leh."
ME: "OKAYOKAY!"

Funny right? Its like you dun hear that everyday. I laughed real loud.

Then came my turn to donate blood. I was freaking out please. The two blood donors beside me had like huge FULL packs of blood. I was even more horrified please. The nurse swiped my arm with this cold yellow thingy. I thought it was the syringe and i got a shock so i turned back to want to grab the "syringe" from her. She saw the frantic way i flipped to my other side and she looked at me and assured me that she hadnt done anything yet. WAH! I thought she put the thing in when i wasnt ready.
But when she seriously was about to put the thing in, i sneaked a peek at the needle. WAH!!!!!!!The needle want to how big please! SUPERLY DUPERLY HUPERLY GIGANTICEST needle i've ever seen man. I was like freaking out.
If i had balls, they would had detached themselves and ran away. In case you were wondering, I AM FREAKING SCARED OF NEEDLES.


So she put in the freaking huge needle, i felt the stupid thing please. So i went ARRRGGHHHH! The nurse must have thought how gay i was please. And i'm supposed to squeese the sponge ball. So i squeese lah. I sat there for dunno how long, then i looked down. WAH!!! THE ENTIRE PACKET NEARLY FULL ALREADY!!! I wanted to faint man.

Then this fella came and like put this metal thing on the cord, so that the blood will stop flowing. And the nurse took over and got ready this test tubes. You know in school you have water coolers to fill your water bottles right? She did the same lah! She filled the tubes with my blood and i was freaking horrified to see the blood flow so fast man.

Then i got like a orange smiley on my arm. Its so cool please.



Then i happily go and take the super cute souveniors that you have to self-service and take.

There was a Nike wristband also. But i'm just too lazy to go take a picture.

I went to church after the whole thing. I just felt very tired when i lined up with my members. Then suddenly i could see stars. Obviously its not a good sign. So i quickly told Vincent. Then i got like bits of black spots in my vision. I was like going to collaspe then Vincent grabbed my hand. He then pulled me to a seat where i blacked out totally. By the time i came to (which was probably a few minutes later) i saw Byh in front of me. I also abit the stun. I felt really horrible like crap. In the end, i sat with Joanne at the back.

Seriously i was freaked. I had never blacked out before so obviously it wasnt a very pleasant experiance for me. I couldnt even get up to praise and worship. But i got better when the African guy came on stage. I remember he was with this group of Africans that came to church like six years back. And guess what? The first time i came to church six years ago, this malibongwe song was the VERY FIRST song i sang. WHOOHOO!~ SIX FREAKING LONG YEARS PLEASE.

Then when service ended, i went to climb the stairs. I nearly died again please. I had to lean against the wall for support because i was so afraid that i'll pass out. But i didnt in the end, i just got like afew dizzy spells.

Went to eat Ban Mian after service. It tasted great! Then headed back to church and left around 9.45pm.

I took off my smiley bandage and i realised that i got like NO MORE BLOOD TO BLEED LAH.

LOOK! So little left!


But i'm gonna keep the smiley bandage. For momento. = o) WHAT!!? CANNOT MEH? NICE WHAT!

Although i got only like 5.5L of blood left and that i blacked out. I will go for a blood donation drive again. This experiance was freaking enriching.

BE A BLOOD DONOR TODAY!

SiaoEh, my friend.

My friend's name is SiaoEh.

I just got off the phone with SiaoEh. This fella spent 4hours 2mins and 27 secs talking to me till he's/ she's very tired. HAHA! Funny la. He/She can talk alot of RUBBISH. Its like the crap all charparlang come out and pollute the conversation. But it fine with me lah. I just entertain with more crapping only. HAHA! Okay, OFF TO SLEEP. I'm going for blood donation tmr. Shall have pictures then.

My long eventful Day.

WARNING. SUPER LONG ENTRY.

I woke up early to go for a second interview at Ritz. So i got the job. The Manager asked me a very bad question.
Manager: "So do you have any tattoos?"
ME: "Uh, yeah."
Manager: "Where?"
ME: "On my wrist and ankle."
Manager: "Like that you have to cover it all up."
ME: "I know."

And i forgot to tell him about the stars behind my ears. OH MAN. Aiyah, nobody will notice right? Hopefully nobody notice lah. So i'm being paid by the hour again. They are gonna give me loads of money because i'm sucha workaholic. I'll work like mad and shop like mad too. = o)

Manager: "You have to wear foundation, lipstick and court shoes."
ME: -stares at manager- "Uh, okay."

WALAU. I dun wear foundation at all and I gave my court shoes away to Sarrah. So now i gotta go and buy. Troublesome please.

Then when i was done with the interview, i wanted to go Funan and see if Azahari was working. But i lost my freaking way and ended up at Suntec. So i walked back and when i reached C.H.I.J.M.E.S, i gave up and went to the MRT Station. So back to Yishun i went.

I went back home to get my consent form. I was just about to fall asleep on the couch when Ms Uma called. She asked me to go down to school before 1pm to give her the money. Wah, i had to get up and go out again without resting please. I was just so freaking tired. So i got my Prom ticket and i went outta school.


Met up with Marie at Mac, then walked back to school to pick up Doriee. We lunched at Foodcourt and we crapped about alot of stuff. After that we decided to go walk around Northpoint, we met like so many Northlanders please. Wah, like today was Northland Day (National Day).

We headed to Khatib Mac after that and we told ghost stories in the freezing temperatures of McDonalds. Stories like what happened to me in Jalan Bahtera in August 2004. We sure had fun. = o)

Headed home after that.

Decided to get a start on my brownies. Shereen was of no help please. She like M.I.A for like how long and left me in the lurch. So i charparlang and anyhow do. Heres the process:

ME. The creator. = o)


The ingrediants needed to make brownies.


Grease the pan. Like this.


Eh, sorry for the small picture. I re-sized it wrongly and now its too small. Put all the stuff inside. The eggs, brownie mix, water and oil and stir.


Stir until swee swee (nice nice). There must not be any extra ingrediants around floating. Stir well.


You stir till very song (satisfied) already right? Pour the batter into the greased aluminium thingy. Be sure to try and make the top layer smooth.


SEE!! CLEAN CLEAN!


Wait for the oven to heat up.


Pop the pan in and wait for like half an hour.


And voila! Brownies!

I decided to send some over to Jena and Marie. So obviously i gotta pack the brownies and go over to their houses. I sent some to Jena first, then to Marie. They both said that it was very nice. That makes me a happy girl! WHOOHOO!~
I wanted to give some to Snowman, but i was uncertain if i could just pop by her house and give it to her. So i decided not to try.
I'm gonna make a new batch later for Cell. They're gonna love it!

No Movement.

I realised that theres no movement in my life for now. Its like i'm not moving anywhere and i havent got anything to achieve. Oh well, the ups and downs of life. Haleet's found a job already, at Metro. It makes me laugh whenever i think about it, because he's posted to the Household Section and there are loads of aunties there who ask him reall weird questions.
He's not having a great time there partly because he's fasting and partly because he knows nuts about household stuff. So heres to you Harith, CHEERS.

I'm going for this second interview at Ritz tmr. Since its the second interview, i think i can safely say that i'm in. So if you have alot of moolah and you want me to serve you, GO RITZ CARLTON HOTEL. Then again, i think i won't see you guys there also. Because its too expensive for you guys. So its just wishful thinking to all you people. =D

I'm gonna learn how to make brownies at Shereen's. Cell's gonna have to be my guinea pigs.
-chants- GUINEA PIGS! GUINEA PIGS! GUINEA PIGS! Then again, they'll like never know because cell people doesnt read my blog. So too bad! HOHOHO! Eh, now Shereen says she cant teach me how to make brownies. I HATE SHEREEN.

Lets see, what else shall i blog about?

Oh, i was just wondering if i should go and get my shoulder done. Its like i've lost the "feeling" for the culture. I'll prolly just be the middleman from now on. =)

My story.

Snowman likes this picture. She says its cute. -squirms- I disagree.

Its so gross please. I think its the most unglam photo of me. If you're wondering what the hell i was wrong with me, i can assure you i'm perfectly sane. I had that expression because a bunch of my hair got tangled up and i hate tangled hair. So i was busy trying to get it loose and Snowman took this photo. -pouts-




And now, i present the pass to Jurong Police Division HQ. I was there this morning to see my SIO (Senior Investigating Officer). Obviously once you read the previous sentence, you should know that i got into trouble again. Anyway, sentence is passed and i got probation for six freaking months. Okay, thats better then facing a court case but theres no gurantees that it might not happen. -sigh-
I have sucha curious affinity with the police. Yes, i do. Okay, if you still want to know the further elaboration of the story then you come and ask me alright? =D


To YOU.
I was discouraged when you said that "This is the consequences you get when you decided that action. No choice." I felt something break in me when i read what you said. I remembered that thats not what i said when the same thing happened to you two years back. But then again, its different now anyway. You're a helper what. I cant say that you're wrong because helpers are always right arent they? I'm sorry. Sorry for being human and making mistakes. Yes, i aint perfect. But at least i'm trying to do some damage control. I dun go to someone that needs me at their worst moment and tell them that "Oh, its your problem because you did the actions , so now you pay the consequences." Sorry, that aint me.

innocence

Check this out.

GUESS WHO? Cute right?

She's so cute! So innocent right!

Lost.

Okay, so i didnt get the job. Tsk, their loss. Can things get any worse? Monday's the sentence already, and i'm freaking out. I really dun know what i should do now. I'm lost. LOST LOST LOST!

i feel like...

i'm pretty pissed off.
-ROARRRRRRRRS-
Fuck it la. i cannot be bothered anymore.

sometimes, i feel like letting go.

Liquid Kitchen

i went to drink at Liquid Kitchen just now with my sister and mummy. I had this drink called Sex On The Beach. What a name please, its actually vodka with some other juices but its great really. I might actually go there again but the trance music that they were playing was killing my brain cells. I hate trance, its so..so..trance-y. SO therefore its very irritating.

I wanted to walk up to the manager to ask if they need to employ anyone. One being because they look short-handed. Another being cause i needed the moolah. Crap. So i asked the manager and he told me that they were hiring cooks. COOKS I TELL YOU. Do i look like a COOK to you? SO anyway, he said that they werent hiring anyone at the moment. Too bad for him then.

I have yet to blog about the interview that i went for at Sentosa. All i can say is i furreaking LOVE THE PLACE! Its like right beside the sea. Its more of a sea-side bar then a restaurant, but they do serve food to customers. The pay's furreaking good also, 1.2k when they hire you and 1.3k when you're confirmed.
I was told that some waitress once earned $600 as tips and her salary for that month came up to 1.9k. ONE THOUSAND NINE HUNDRED FREAKING DOLLARS I TELL YOU. What i can do with one thousand nine hundred dollars i cannot tell you. But all i can say is TOWN! HERE I COME! WALIEW. The amount is really alot leh. I can do so many so many things with it.

ALL OF YOU BETTER PRAY THAT I GET IT ALRIGHT? THEN I'LL BUY SWEETS FOR YOU PEOPLE OR SOMETHING. BE THANKFUL THAT YOU GET SWEETS AT LEAST OKAY. I CAN BE VERY MEAN AND NOT GIVE YOU ANYTHING.

HAHA! Yes, and some people are also counting on me to get the job so that they can jump on the bandwagon and join me at that workplace. HOHOHO! Then you people better pray hard that i get the job so that i can pave the way for you.
So when i get pay, i must change my phone numbers and addresses and msn email addys. Why? So that no one can make ask me to pay treat them to a meal with my paycheck. HOHOHO! I am so smart.

Attention all SSEOs ( my batch only):
You are required to attend a Leaders' Gathering tmr Friday, 21Oct 2005.
Venue: School.
Attire: Leaders' Shirt with school bottoms OR Full Uniform. Shoes are required. NO Sandals/slippers allowed.

Tired.

The Birthday girl! Nice shot by yours truly. She looks so sunshine here.

Yours truly and g.

Birthday girl got herself a free dessert on the house!

All of us except yeecher.

I was waiting for the people to come outta the toilet.





We decided to go mad and photo whore. Now you see the results.

We jumped over the pool thingy and took peektures at the tree.

Then we got to Istana Park.

All hail the birthday girl!

Thats the birthday cake btw, its got a cute mouse on it. But this two violent people went and "killed" the mouse and spread it all over the cake.

I grabbed Birthday girl's hair and took a photo!

looks like g got herself some chocolate for a tongue.

g did this wonderful pose with her fisherman bag.


Yours truly and g!

LIFE AS IT IS.

i've moved my MSN to retrospectivesoul at gmail dot com. ADD ME THERE!

If i added you, you better accept because i only added people whom i think deserve it. =)

i seriously need a new skin. I've searched and searched, but blogskins have no simple skins for me to post up my long rants and photos in my entries. I really dun understand why some people like to squeese everything into one small box and the readers have to keep scrolling and scrolling just to read the entries. Like that you blog for who to see? The ants on the computer screen? Yeah, ants that'll be squashed before they even get a chance to read anything. HAH.

Dear shreeeeen made me go to school at 7am this morning just to lend her my trackies and shorts. I could have slept till 10am but nooooo, shereeeen just had to go and spoil my morning.
-pouts- So i reached school at 7am and shereen was nowhere to be seen. Apparently only 10 of the leaders can go for the first round of OBS. It makes me recall the time when i set off for OBS, how much fun i had because i spent my sweet sixteen there! I had a great kayaking partner so it made the whole Sea Expedition so much more exciting and humourous! He made my day. =) If you know who he is.

So i have to go for a job interview tmr. Toys R US!! cute right? Imagine by working there i can relive my childhood! YIPPIEE! But i'm still waiting for the Sentosa interview, because it pays like 1.4k. Who won't go for it? If that you're that person then get the fuck outta my blog because you have no mindset of your own.
I pray that i can get my braces off tmr, so that i can join the retainers club. HAHAHAH! How fun that would be!

We are celebrating MARGAROT'S BIRTHDAY tmr!! MARGAROT'S finally EIGHTEEN. My dear marg, dun worry because i'll catch up soon! HEEHEE!

I'm gonna go for driving lessons soon. Mummy says that learning driving costs a bomb. Its like $25/hr. -screams- RAPE PRICE SIA! The price for the real driving test is like $600. Why does the art of driving like to rape our money? Geez.

STORIES.

Mummy brought me out for a car ride to Changi and back. No, we didnt go to Changi Village to check out the transversites. Mummy merely wanted to go over to my aunt's office to get some cheques signed. So off we went.

On the way home, our converstion went like this:
(Mummy's phone goes BEEP BEEP!) Mummy looks at phone while driving.

Mummy: "I hate to get this kind of smses."
Me: -looks over- "Orh, i hate to get this kind of lan cheow sms also."
Mummy: "Yarh la, chao chicken."

-winks- See the similarities?


Okay, i'm bored. I shall tell stories and entertain you people.
Ahem, here goes.

Once, there was a nerd.

This nerd was unhappy with life because she wanted to be part of the hip and cool crowd. So she decided to go for a make-over so that she could become part of the hip and cool crowd.

After the make-over......

*GASP* HOLY MACKERONI!!!!!! ALL HAIL THE NEW HIP AND COOL QUEEN!

BUT, it just so happened that the fashion world came over with a NERD FEVER! So thus, the newest fashion was to..BECOME A NERD!

ALL HAIL THE NERDS!

The new hip and cool Queen was so sad that she decided to revert back to her old self.

THE END.

*Note that all the actors starring in this play had no say or whatsoever to this story. This story was frabricated by Fiona Ang and was meant for use to entertain readers.*

Please dun ask me what the hell is Azahari doing because i have no freaking idea. I got the picture because i was playing with the optical zoom thingy on my camera and i snapped this picture.