Good morning! I did not sleep last night. That is why i am up this early i wouldn't be up till 1pm on most days.

This morning at approximately 7.30am, i felt like i should clean out my notes. I have had tons of paper to throw (recycle!) and many many many files to empty. And waay more binded notes to discard. I spent a great deal of time taking out the notes and stuffing the whole stack into my red plastic bags. Some notes were harder to throw away than others. I have grown a certain 'bond' with those loads of information-ised paper.

I had the hardest time getting the handwritten notes and the beautifully decorated lecture slides out of my arms and into the plastic bag. The only easy ones were the three bounds of icky math notes. They were in the reject bag so fast, it was like the time you took just to finish this sentence. There were a few deared ones that i didn't have the heart to separate with. So they are still on the shelves. After the whole clean up, i realise i have soo many files (and plastic/paper dividers), i can open a stationary shop!

*goes to count*

I have 23 ring files! I did not count how many normal plastic files i have.

*goes to count*

I have 13 of them!
Hmm whats up with these numbers. Coincidently, i happen to really like the number 23 and Eric likes 13.

So recently i have been in a very non-normal (because the word abnormal seems to imply a certain retarded-ness) mood. I have been thinking about wearing dresses, heels and (god forbid!) wearing make up! Suddenly, i want to look like a pretty pretty girl. Not a girly girly girl just a girl. And with school opening soon, i am going out of my mind figuring out what to wear that will make me look 'professional' and yet, still me.

Unacceptable Attire for Females
* Skirts shorter than 4 fingers above the knees
* Provocative & revealing attire (eg. exposed midriffs, bare backs, spaghetti straps, tubes, tank-tops)
* Vulgarities, obscenities or offensive prints on T-shirts/blouses
* Translucent or body hugging outfits
* Hipsters and skin-fit bottoms
* Torn jeans
* Shorts
* Face coverings that prevent ready identification of the wearer

Unacceptable footwear for Females
* Footwear without heel straps (eg slippers)

So what do i do? How can i be pleasant and appropriate with my dressing if i am gonna be wearing sneakers or or or like... I don't know! GAH!
This is when i appreciate having uniforms. Of course not like the ones from IJ. So fugly.
I actually liked EVG's uniform. At least i look better than i do in fugly brown tones (and oversized everything).

As for make up, i am thinking of getting something to cover and hide my black eye bags caused from days of non-sleeping. Someone come and help me. No, don't help me. Why am i suddenly so into all this things? I cannot. I must resist all this girl instincts. Maybe i got tired of getting 12% girl on "Are you a girl" quizes. Like i did soooo many and i have been calculated to be 10-12% girl. Ouch. Look. I am a girl! Somewhat.

Just shoot me. Quick.

What's Your Gift?
Your Gift is Imagination
You are constantly dreaming. You are always thinking about what could be.You love to express yourself in many ways. You have a way with words and tell vivid stories.You love to be amused. You are good entertaining yourself, and other people find you hilarious.You're the type of person who finds staying happy easy. There's always fun to be had!


Are You a PMS Disaster?
Your PMS Disaster Level: High
You are definitely a PMS disaster!At least you're only scary a few days of the month.


Do You Have a Borderline Personality?
You Are 79% Borderline
Many signs point toward you having a borderline personality.It's probably a good idea to seek therapy. Or at least read a self help book.


What Kind of Cake Are You?
You Are a Chocolate Cake
Fun, comforting, and friendly.You are a true classic, and while you're not super cutting edge, you're high quality.People love your company - and have even been known to get addicted to you.


What Kind of Panties Are You?
You Are Lacy Panties
You're one seductive chica, but you've also got a ton of class.You are like a pinup girl, with timeless beauty and sexiness.Men are afraid to talk to you, knowing they'll be addicted to your charm immediately.Only a true manly man, confident in himself, is your perfect match.


What Kind of Bra Are You?
You Are a Lace Bra!
Dreamy, romantic, and ultra-feminineYou're a womanly woman who makes guys feel like men.Your perfect guy is strong, determined, and handsomeWith a softer side that only you can draw out .

Hey there. Its almost 6am and i have been online for 5 hours now. Mainly i have been you-tubing like crazy. Gosh, i used to wonder how people can stay up the whole night surfing youtube but today i witnessed it firsthand. My. Eyes. Hurt.

So its the time of the year when the air smells like durian and today i am wearing yellow top and a yellow pant at home when i saw a bag of durians. It was kinda cool! Maybe i should wear all blue and then $50 notes will be in a bag waiting for me. Hehe.



I realised that i haven't blogged in a long while and as i was trying to find some people's blogs, i noticed many has changed their urls. (or deleted the site).



So what have i been up to? Well, work of course. I am gonna stop on the 29th of June. Yesterday, Eric came down and brought me salmon that was marinated and smoked from his house just for me. So sweet. And then later, Rudy and Farid came down chilled for awhile. Then they left me for a gig. So, i worked and later closed the shop and met them afterwards and had dinner. It was the first day that i return home a day late. I got home at 12am plus (which was totally unintentional). I got scared at first but i kept telling them that i was on the slow moving mrt or waiting for the slower bus.



And today, i had an awesome day with Eric and his family. Well, his uncle and aunties actually. We made pizza. So much fun laying out as much cheese and salami and whatever we wanted on the pizza. There was a pizza that was totally covered with pepperoni and we emptied a whole bag of pizza cheese (mozarella) on top. Then add more cheese (parmesan) and some italian seasoning. Luckily they didn't want any oregano. I don't like that stuff. XD And so it was, 4 different pizzas all baked in the oven. They are the big sized ones so one slice of each was extremely filling. I must say i like the cheese and pepperoni pizza the best, followed by the beef salami and onions. Didn't like the salmon one but i scoffed it down anyway. Food is food! After that i didn't get to stay for the movie marathon. I had to leave so off i went..



Hmm, now i am thinking about the eye check thing i am supposed to get. I am so afraid that i won't get at least 6/20 vision. It was 6 but i am afraid if it gets lower because i feel my eyes are getting worse. Wearing my glasses or my contacts do not give me the same clarity as they did a few months/weeks back. Must be all this late night internet-surfing.





And people have been asking me to get a facebook. This means people like Devyania and Emma. I'm just too lazy. C: So just wait. One day.



And recently i have been bumping into my pri school bestie named Aishah. That was nice. And i have been talking to Syed again, my dear cuz. Haha. That means i still have 2314332423 more people to catch up with. Haha. Probably not. I will just wait for people to contact me.

Hey, if they don't need me, why should i bother?

I do love my dearies soo much. (you know who)



And..Yes, Eric and i are still strong. We enjoyed our 2 year anniversary tremendously. A Seoul Garden meal and all that jazz. Haha. Just don't ask about the future, it is too soon to talk about that.



And i am broke. And Eric owes me $55 (discounted rate). XD And i wanna get my eyeliner. I am more depressed about how i look now. I want an ass. And i want to be called pretty.



And people keep asking me if i am Indian. Yes, i am. It is on my IC. Gosh. So i am not offended anymore when people call me an Indian. I'm Indian - Malay mixed. Races don't matter. Hopefully, i am a pretty Indian.. Like the bollywood actresses. Close? Ok nevermind. Again, with the insults.



And lately, it has been getting really hot. I am sweating my shirt off! I hate it. But when i go out and travel.. like sitting in the bus or the mrt, i'll be freezing from the airconditioning. Help! Why do i got this low-tolerance for cold. To quote my friend T.J "Macam ne nak pergi honeymoon, nanti?" Haha. Oh ya. I like T.J. New found friends. Working helps me get more friends. At least it helps me feel good about myself because people say they like talking to me and i get some flirting action. Haha. Eric, mad? Hahaha. Eric said i should try to boost my opinions about myself. Here i am. :) Boosting.



And oh, i told T.J about my inner conflict (one of many). The one specifically about eating and she says i should get help. I don't think i need it anymore since i am like almost 45kg now. I have no idea what my weight is but i bet its there now.



And oh. Shit. It is morning. Time for bed!
Shit. I'm dead. There is supposed to be grocery shopping with the whole family tomorrow. USual SS trip. Ok. Night.