17 parking coupons!

i cant believe how unfortunate this poor guy was. 17 parking coupons and a $50 fine. sometimes, it just really doesnt pay to be law abiding. poor guy, heartless attendant.

argh!

I don’t care if your boyfriend’s big and tall, or that your mother is a krisflyer
I don’t care whether your dog is adorable or that you’re an obsessive cosmetics buyer
I don’t want to know what goes on in your day, or about the HDB you’re trying to acquire
Get out of my life, this friendship I absolutely don’t desire.

You constantly make my life seem like a joke,
Demanding that your ways are the best for any poor bloke
I detest the way you smile so cunningly
Whenever you have a new money making scheme

You’re perpetually insistent on things that you’re sometimes not even certain of
Like the twenty dollars incident at the lucky plaza store
You never trust the things that I do, or things that I adore
All you care about are your giant ass pores

You make it seem as if you’re the only one who wants the degree
And that I’m always dodging project meetings, trying to flee
You scream at how the project doesn’t flow, and chuck the blame at me
When it’s your project too, you should check, don’t you agree?

How come nobody says anything when we screwed the excel sheet
And almost flunked because the values did not meet
But you start blasting so fiercely when the report, according to you, is not neat
And lash at me for passing it to you “so late” when it’s me you asked to edit

Screw you, really, I don’t need to take your shit
I don’t need your constant nagging, or your sermons about life, you bitch
I can’t take your nonsense no more, you’re tempting me to quit!
can’t wait till the term’s over so we’d never have to meet

she vanished!

This is so weird. I don’t quite know how to react. I mean, sometimes when you hear about so and so who killed herself, or even watch it on tv, you don’t really get the impact in its entirety. Now hearing that someone did just that, a close ex-pri sch friend, then secondary, a fellow pastor’s daughter. Its just weird. Very weird. I don’t even know how I should be feeling right now. Its just so, urgh, my vocab is starting to fail me..weird!

strange men

how queer. its 1250am. i had to pop by my dads to get some stuff downloaded for the report im doing, and yes, due to the lack of the internet. and when i got upstairs, fiddled with the lights and finally switched it on, i see 2 grown men on the couch where i was just about the plonk my ass on. scary.

i'm so used to seeing strangers in my dads office, it doesnt really bother me much anymore. it was even worse when his office used to be at home. the main door was never locked, people walked in and out anytime of the day. even if a burgular showed up, id probably even bring him a cup of tea and make him feel at home.

i am actually curious where these 2 men came from. considering that my parents are in china, there shouldnt be anyone here. apart from the china pastor theyre putting up. strange, real strange. can you imagine if i really did sit on that poor dude? haha. that'll be funny. now im hoping he doesnt wake up and freak out at the sight of me typing away in front of the laptop with no lights apart from that coming from my screen. rather freaky i must say. haha.

i am brilliant! i should just go back to ngee ann! yayyyyy! go gloria! ure a genius!

ficklemindedness

i'm annoyed. and im freezing my ass off in the school library. and our wonderful SIM business management sch refuses to install more plugs around the minute school campus. retards. dont they even see whats going on. they spend SO MUCH on advertisements lately, and they dont even bother to do the fundamental basics! recently theyve decided that everyone would need escalators, but apparently not plugs! blah! there are people who would even swtich off the vending machine to plug their laptops in there. others bring long 5point extension plugs. haha. its rather amusing come to think of it. but still, BLAH! its a brutal race when it comes to finding a plug.

im cold, and hungry, and i really wanna get out of here to finish up on this dreaded report without my 5 year old IBM dying on me. at least the suns out, so thats a good thing. though i reckon id be any happier if i moved outside actually. maybe for the first 15mins. then i'd start to bitch about the heat and annoying people with blasting handphones. and then id lament about having to share my bench with some unknown smelly stranger. and then id waste the next 15mins glaring at that smelly stranger hoping he'd get the hint and move. finally, id probably end up moving and find myself back at square one.

sigh, humans are such hard to please creatures. im guilty, but so are you. bah!

i'm free!!

i'm free!

ever since i heard from the ho, everything seems so much better. she doesnt even have to say much to make me feel better. and despite the million miles between us, she seems as if shes sitting right beside me drilling her happyvibes into my system.


so there, i think i've gotten my hyperpiperness back. nothing can keep a gloria down for too long. sweet. im certain yesterday's massive sugar inload definitely played a part, im sure. yay, go me!


lunch yesterday for raquel's bday was really fun. seb's absolutely entertaining. according to him, fat boys are naturally funny. its amazing how good he looks now. haha! i still have yet to lay my grubby fingers on canale's fine pattiserries. ooh.


i've got so much work on hand, its crazy. ive got the car the entire week but with nowhere to go since i've got 20million essays due. bleah. kill me, somebody, please.


finally finished up on my print ads for the cocoa trees. i heart marketing communications. i should major in this, really.

lionel and i did a midnight show at vivo - freedom writers. i cant describe how good the show was. clement refuses to take my word for it. hmmph, ure missing out dude.

screw it

i think I’m getting used to it. I don’t really care much no more. Mom woke me at 630 this morning because I was taking up space in her office. Said pop had a class at 8am and I couldn’t be snoozing there. So she chased me home. i ended u watching an awfully touching show this morning on star movies since I didn’t quite wanna waste the day sleeping away anyway. It was called ‘the love of a child’. It was so so sad, I sobbed like a baby whilst watching it. It was about abused kids and how this bunch of ladies were trying to get through to them. Twas an awesome show.

Hearing from Sunand today made everything seemed better too. being remembered despite the million miles between us felt good. I was supposed to see a doctor for my unceasing rash. But ended up staying home the entire day till we met mei gu for dinner at the swiss.

Since we all had a no-buffet resolution, we skipped the usual swissotel plaza café and wanted to try Prego instead. But they had such a long queue, so we figured why not the Swiss café? And man, was it a choice well made. Its way better than Prego, any day! My steak was awesome. I don’t know how else to describe it. Attempting to will definitely not do justice to it. Oooh.. it was good.

Good, until I found a strand of hair in it. Urgh! Hell week indeed. I can no longer be bothered. I guess it happens, so I refuse to let it bother me.

We went downstairs for waffles at out of the pan and I somehow managed to get a chewing gum that was stuck under the chair I was sitting on, stick onto my leg! Eww! It was disgusting. Thank God I’m practically hairless. If not, I honestly cannot imagine the trauma in trying to pick out the remnants of chewing gum. And I thought Singapore banned gum. Sheesh. Urgh! This is so ridiculous!

Yet another

i can't believe what i just saw
another flash right at my my door
up the CTE on the way home
what the hell! i'll wail and moan!

it cant be another fine
i just cant take another of its kind
i was certain my speed's below 90
there's no way you're making me pay the fee!

oh Lord, what is happening!
another offence? it cant be!
i need to know, please show a sign
my heart's appounding, quick draw the line!

the line between the good and the bad
between those speeders who are mad
ben said it's nothing, though we should pray with all our might
he better be certain for i trust that he's right!

I need a break

I need a sunshine in my life.
Or a reason to be alive
My soul laments for more
Living, now, seems like a chore

I try but I fail
Many times again, I even end up breaking my nail
Why these wretched days ahead
Oh God, I need a break

I tried to learn the bike
Then came this letter, my dreadful plight
i thought I made it through
thought the camera missed me too

but apparently not it seems
the date was written, February the 15th
where I blasted through the light
on my corolla that fateful night

now its written neat and clear
with those words I hate and fear
200 bucks this offence may compound
and 12 demerit points, urgh! I cant count!

Darn you, you red light cam
You just screwed my bike license, oh damn!
And the 300 hundred that’s been paid
Oh God, please! I need a break!

You said you loved me through and through
How could you be so cruel
My hell weeks have been such a mess
The devil's putting me to a test!

Lord, I know i must be strong
This road I must carry on
You said my burdens you would share
My worries and my despair

This weight I can no longer bear
My biceps are growing and I don’t think I even care
I want an out, I want to sit and pout
I cant take this test, I feel like pulling my hair!

Its just one after another
All lumped in 2 weeks
Please be over
Lord, I am frail and meek

You will take control
Of this life, now left bitter and cold
For these trials I cant undertake
I need the strength Lord, I need a break!

Even the ezlink dude screamed at me
And the brainless bike instructor who couldn’t even count to three
Or the asscrap manager who wouldn’t let us see the cctv
Or the traffic police who’s demanding that I pay my fees

Lord what is happening to me
why have I been so unlucky
is it me, you no longer bless?
Or have I made you detest

Of the many deeds that I have done
Like stealing the hoegaarden out of sheer fun
Or making you nonexistent
In this life, you have given

I will make you important
You will be big in my life, yea, way bigger than an elephant
i will pray unceasingly
Lord, I know you’ve heard my desperate plea

This day, march the 19th
While chewing on my favourite mint
I shall proudly declare
Lord, I love you more than éclairs!

More than my crummy pillow
More than my giant hairy mole
More than my bird who can meow
More than my ben who claims that he’s yan dao

Its been too crazy, Lord take control
You need to get me out of this hole
Even though I’ve lost my job at kneading the dough
I know you’d provide, you’d satisfy, you wont leave me alone

I know its more than I can take
That’s why this life you shall make
Of pretty flowers and buzzing bees
Thank you Lord, for giving that break.

Hell Week 2

And I thought yesterday went well. I guess when you hit rock bottom, the slightest of things would make you happy. Yesterday’s practical was awesome. My instructor was the nicest living creature in the entire universe. And he’s a short stout guy, so he is probably the only instructor who didn’t comment on my riding posture coz I’m certain he understands.

How God held the rain yesterday was amazing too. that the rain poured endlessly before my lesson, stopped right before I started, and poured again the moment I reached the bus stop. That happened today too! the rain truly disappears in the nick of time. But…BUT..

I thought I would pass today’s practical. I mean, since yesterday went so well, and the instructor even gave a gist of today’s lesson yesterday, I figured I should be well prepared. Apparently not. I think everyone in my class failed. This poor girl was taking it for the 4th time and she still didn’t pass. Sheesh. They were being way too strict. Bike is way more difficult than mere car lessons. Urgh. How depressing.

And so, I guess it’s natural to flunk lessons. I didn’t think hell week was back. Not till I got detained in bishan mrt coz my ezlink decided to fail on me just like that. The control station dude insisted that my card has been dead for a real long time. Like yeah right! Then how on earth did I top up my card at bukit gombak half an hour ago? Or how did I even get into the station to begin with. urgh! Was so stupid. He helped me checked it out, and my card, according to him, corrupted his system too! he instructed that I changed and get my ezlink replaced at the ticket counter. Which I did, or at the very least, tried to. the lady ended up telling me that their system for transferring cards were all down island wide for today only. Come back tmr. Like wHAT? What the hell! What on earth is going on man! Urgh! Hell week’s back. That I’m certain. I cant believe this. Thursdays are my feel good days coz of touch. It had better not disappoint. Bah!

Work till you’re 80

That’s the ad I saw at the bus stop today. It went something like “FACE IT, you’ll work till you’re 80.” The truth of it scares me.

Well, u see, lionel and I have been on a streak of pro-activity. We had this hype about how our lives will change if we get down to doing so. So one thing led to another, I signed up for bike lessons, made sure I went for proj meetings and such. And even started reading the newspapers. He had this whole idealistic plan about how I will quit my job and go back to teaching swimming. Something which was way more lucrative and fulfilling than solely selling bread.

I guess he prayed too hard for that to happen. And before I can even take action, I heard news from adam that simply bread sacked all their part timers. Like what the hell. Great, just add on to my hell week. Its week 2 come to think of it. I wonder how long it’ll last.

This whole hell week thing has everything to do with my wallet. Everything seems to tie in with me losing money in some way or another. Maybe ‘work till I’m 80’ might just be the summary of my life. Darn. I mean, if I was doing something I love, like my dad, working till my very last breath would still justify. But I doubt that’s highly the case.

Sigh, everything, and I mean EVERYTHING bad that has happened has to do with money issues. Even the ezlink thing. If I wasn’t so broke, paying for transportation wouldn’t be such a chore till the point where I’d resort to buying a concession pass. Even today, apart from the whole losing my job thing, I flunked my practical and evaluation. Like crap. What a waste of money all over again. Urgh. I so need to get out of this. God, whats happening?

Ben was telling me about the cutest little kitten that his brother brought home a couple of days ago. And that he wanted me over asap to have a look at it. So I said, alright! I’ll come over tmr, and he goes, oh, im doing dinner with oli. Like right. I never really liked her to begin with. I cant even respect her, what more like her. So I was like, uh, ok. And he went, yeah, she wants to have hanabi for dinner. Like freaking 40ish per person jap food. He asked whether I wanted to come along, and I flatly rejected even though he said he’ll pay. I don’t know. I just don’t like it. Its natural to not like it isn’t it. And where did this sudden offer to pay for me appear from? I mean, ben always pays when he can. Especially since it’s just after the 10th. But this time, it was different. It was more of a, “uh, just come along la. Ill pay for you” I don’t know. Something just doesn’t feel very right. I’m certain Kevin knows exactly what I’m talking about.

But of all people to doubt, ben should never be the one at the top of my worry list. He has never failed me. Its just not out of his character to do so. And it isn’t even a whole fantasy fairy tale that im living in. ben commands all the trust in the world, every man can stand to testify.

I don’t even know whether it’s a get back at me thing for spending the entire evening with Kevin either. I used to be wary about the things I tell ben. Now, honesty isn’t an issue at all. He has learnt to accept it one way or another. Its not like ive ever given him a reason to worry. People have been speculating about Kevin and I for the past too many years. If things were to happen, it would have a long time ago.

Ah, I don’t even know what im talking about. Today’s been just awful, I need to ramble. Even finding comfort and solace in a good dinner didn’t suffice. Maybe the day truly needs to be ended with an icy cold beer. Ooh. Malty mama, come to me.

Welcome to my life

I think im in trouble. Apart from having one of the shittest weeks ever, I have to top it up with getting into trouble with the law. It seems like a really minor issue, but I don’t think it’s as easy as it seems.

Lets just start with Sunday. I had a crazy Indian dude over who was trying to paint my room. He kept insisting that the colour I chose was ugly. Like what the hell, just shut up and paint my room. In the end, it DID look ugly. Not because the colour was an overkill, but because he did such a horrible job. It turned out streaky all over again. The very reason why I had to repaint just totally defeated itself.

It was so stupid. I never believed in paying for something that I can do better myself. Urgh. So I did. I repainted the room again in the the middle of the night till 6in the morning. It did turn out way better. Hmmph.

Then came Monday. I had lecture, then proj meeting. And because they agreed to a steamboat lunch the week before, I chose not to work. Though being so freaking broke, I chose not to work. Stupid. I should have guessed that everyone backed out from steamboat. So min cat and I ended up shopping in town. Got ourselves to lucky plaza, which is, if you don’t already know, the heaven of sample pack cosmetics, face products and perfume. Not that it was free, it’s way cheaper there.

So we wanted to get an eye cream thingy. Min took out a 20, and she was certain she passed it out to someone. But the lady insisted that she didn’t! so we ended up with a 2hour argument with the manager of the shop who refused to review the cctv. Why the hell invest in security cameras when you don’t even want to use it in times like these. Urgh. Was so so dumb. We even threatened to call to police. All the guy could say was like.. “ok, u wait. I will go call my balls (boss).” Whatever man. I doubt whether you’ve honestly got any to begin with.

On wednesday, when I went to sign up for bike lessons, I signed up for basic lessons, which was dumb, considering that ive taken basic theory before. So I called to make a huge giant fuss. Obviously they relented. But the fuss was unnecessary and uncalled for. Sigh. What a week.

Ben had to do OT on the day that I was meeting him. Ended up waiting at cck for 3 hours before he finally came. He took so long we ended up not doing what we were supposed to do. That is to go buy boots. Bah.

Not as if my week wasn’t bad enough. I went to an atm to withdraw money without even taking the money. Urgh. What is wrong with me.

Had an awful bike lesson today too. instructor was retarded. Kept staring at me funny. And kept saying scolding me for crouching too low whilst holding the handles. Like I’ve got freaking short arms mind you! It aint my fault I cant reach. Urgh!
And then the bus ride to work just had to make things way worse. I got caught by the driver for using ben’s ezlink. Since I borrowed his card for concession ns rates. He spoke to me as if I was some fucking criminal and retained my card.

I might have gotten ben into deep shit. I don’t know. If he tells the truth, he’ll get thrown into db. If I come up with some random crap story, I’ll get into trouble with the law. Im stuck. I really don’t know what to do next. Oh God help me.