my PDA did a full restart ON ITS OWN

now i have lost all my 2 years of infomation. like WTF!!!!! how am i going to remember all the birthdays anymore? it is so no happening to me... damn it... all my bank account and my work archives.

it says on the straits times sports section today that you must
meet up with the friends you have ignored during the world cup

the HE who FLIES and saves the world

yeah... filming the whole day. but at least we all manage to get our butts out of hall and put it in the middle of town. for once we are taking a real break as a whole FWOC. just that my dearest partner has not been feelin the best today. hopes he gets well soon. the sooner the better.

all the way to suntec for dinner and then to the cathey for superman. it has been a very sian day for filming and it is a big change in mood to be going out. by dinner, everyone's mood changed for the better. and all the partner rubbish kicked in by the time we settled down for the movie. it is fun to know that everyone is so nice to each other. calling each other names and pretending other random nonsense.

keelong and grace's over the hedge turtle. that was a scene that you should not have missed out. sometimes i think that the fwoc guys are all so immature and childish. all except for hongye la. me and grace could totaly imagine all the other guys as kids since they almost behave to one that is 5 years old. at the most. it seems like a 5 year old kid talking RA21.

the there is me and marcus today and his death threat. this the first death threat marcus have shoved into the FWOCers and i seem to be the first one to get it. you know what? MARCUS, I AM SO SORRY FOR SUAN-ing YOU!!!!! SORRY... friends forever??? there is always no better person to ask about movies than the great marcus. he and his weird monster figurines and his bleach keychain.

Brandon Routh, Kate Bosworth, James Marsden. three really gorgeous people all squashed into a single block buster box office steel movie. and Brandon Routh have the most pretty of eyes and the most good looking of face. who is better to play super man than this really charming face with electric shocking blue eyes. they stare deep into you.

lucky that this whole movie was done in a way that superman basically shuts his mouth up most of the time. just visuals will keep the female audiences happy and at the edge of their seats. he just says:
"bye"
"maybe clark kent is right"
some father and son shit

and you know what? that is some chest he has over there.



there are just questions that you have to ask
1> why is his "son" such a loser weakling?
2> where did superman get his costume from
it is water proof, fireproof, magma proof, wind proof, ice proof and surgery tear proof... seriouasly. where on earth is there such a material for a superman suit
3> why dint they show his full torso naked
like it will just make superman more worthy and more understandable why he is the man of steal
4> why kind of hair gel does superman use?
the hair stays in place after flying off at sonic speed, wet with water, fire blazened. i am promise you that hair is not fireproof from past experiences. he can save the world and look like he spent all this time in front of the mirror. more like the superhero of metrosexuality
5> how does superman get his costume on?
is there like some zip some where? if not it is really one tight SQUEEZE into it
6> doesnt he feel hot wearing it to work under a shirt, a vest, a suit?
7> how long does it take for him to strip?
he has a tie, a shirt with lots of buttons, a belt, a pants which is long, a vest and glasses. does that mean that he have like a lot of money so that everytime he strips his clothes he seems to leave it lying and thrown somewhere



you know what? i think the director did a good job. although i totaly dont appreciate all the universe crap scenes. mr director defintly did a fantasis job making it very supermanish. seriously... it really have the superman feel. like the old lois and clark series.

i donno what i got myself into

i really could not sleep the whole night. was in depression the entire night till bout 4am. and look what time is this post. i only freeking slept 3 hours and it wasnt even good sleep. i was thinking and thinkin all the way since i had the conversation and as the night got on it got worse and worse. i somehow have a bad feeling about this. and i cannot have this feeling for the rest of the year.

REGRET

i had to pull all my resources together and you know what? i think ill come to terms with it and ill just have to learn how to life with it for another year. i really dont care anymore if anything happens coz everything is beyond my control now and i dont want to make things difficult for my dearest block head. ill just really have to take things if they come by. i know my friendships have gone through much more than this

nelle really proved to be a good friend. she totally understands me inside out. she knows where i am coming from when i am in full strenght complaining and i am made to remember why we were such good friends since such a long time ago. i am so happy to have a friend like you BITCH. i may call you BITCH like for almost all the time but you know what "da shi teng, ma shi ai" and "ma ni BITCH shi zui ai" seriously. i really dont know what my hall life is with out you.

just the conversation with you last night was filled with fustrations on my part, relisation, and good laughter. you really know how to change my mood. you must know that i LOVE YOU. the whole conversation with the blue dove soap will be forever marked in my mind and the two holes and a baby joke. i cannot forget how much i laughed last night. thank you for making my night.

the whole day was not bad until someone msned me. you know what? it is not your fault i am getting no sleep..

and over this matter i said FUCK about 20 times. haha... this is the record week in my life in have said so many vaguarites. seriously. the F word is something that is not heard from me too ofthen. hope this done become a habit.

my lost BBQ photos

this set of photos led on to many other complications

i resign to my damn CURSED FATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

how many bird songs are there??

it was FWOCers dinner day again. i love it when you spend the whole week doing important things then come together for a moment of kitchen mess and lots of rubbish in and out of people's mouth. the kitchen makes things happier. somehow cutting potatoes or onions seems to get people together. even if it means just sitting there and talk rubbish the entire time.

as quoted from kel "we cant spend a day together without being sarcastic"

well.. it is so true. there are so many partner banterings, so alike a married couple's fight all day long. and it is always so cute to see the pairs together. and then they talk like the other is not there. i can say that this is rather fun and good pairing. we all look so cute together.

keelong and his 50% OG disagree
me and my divorce and marriage breakup
marge and her issit?
dennis and his popcorn and food
miffy getting into the nikki mode
nikki getting MORE into the nikki PC mode
dinah and her vegies
marc and all his "you never ever know and dont ever want to see again" faces
hongye and is sound effects
grace and her doe a deers
terance and his constant PT-ing
kel and all his nonsense

it is just so fun!

there is just something new and different everyday. tiring it may be but some things are just things and memories that belong only to the twelve of us. no one else will know.

we had dishes screw ups tonight for dinner. dennis rosti, chicken wings and corn pork were too black, flourless and salty respectively. but somehow everything was all gone by the end of dinner. even grace finished the very last bit of soup. and i finished the corn pork which tasted so damn saltily good you cannot stop eating it.

and what is the bestest of the best things that happen all night? marge's pineapple clobber. OMG you should see everyone's faces when the icecream and chocolate sauce and pineapple clobber reached each and everyones tongue. all the "ummm" and "arrs" you will know what nivarna is when you put this mashed up stuff into your mouth. so damn sinful and holds so damn freeking much calories




filming is done today... the morning was hot, the afternoon stupid and the nite just plain lame you want someone to kick u in the head. the night shot got everyone laughing like idiots and kel was trying so hard not to laugh so that his hands will not shake the camera. no NG and yet so damn funny.

hongye makes a damn good extra. you should have seen him.

question: how many bird songs can you think of???
the fwocers came up with about 10? all with something to do with a bird in it. from peter and paul to fly like a bird to 5 little ducks to i totally cannot remember.




i cant belive i did this post in 15 mins. i rocks!!!

FUCK EVERYTHING
when i say F*** something is really damn wrong

i donno why but i so feel like screaming and killing someone. even hitting someone hard on the face or biting someone's arms off will do me good now. i feel like tearing up everything i see infront of me.

the busy time is starting to come in now. i suddenly seem to be a full time 24 hour FWOCer now that the weeks is drawing close. this is my second period of stress and anger already. donno why but i totally cannot explain myself. i guess that it is just getting very tiring to be doing this. is is fun still but my brain cant take that much now.

i guess this is good training for things to come.

i am sitting in the SPR alone and staring into the computer like my freeking life depends on it. i had to open the blinds coz i cound not take the whiteness and i have to blast my music coz i cannot take the stillness.

there are still things to do later. MANY MANY THINGS TO DO LATER. so many thing still not done.

i think i just need a short break. just a time for me to go out for a facial and sit in the bath tub and dream and relax totally to the extent i dont want to relax anymore. all i want is an afternoon off where i can just go for a facial, lie there and listen to classical music with a mask on my face.... or just lying there in the hair saloon with some handsome guy washing and scrubbing my hair.

or maybe a mud wrap or cucumber eye pads. or just lying in my room with the lights down and jazz music on and someone huggin me to sleep. anything will do. just need a break.

i am so tires these few days i cant even stay up late to watch soccer. something that is so rare now that the good games are out. but i am really too tired i need toothpicks to prop my eyelids open. i actually am willing to miss my spain and brazil match today coz i am so tired i can sleep a cow. or an elephant, or maybe a mamoth...

ARRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

on a slightly happier note... i finally gotten my new bedsheets on the bed and it is feeling very comfy i just want to dive in now. i guess all i need is a black quilt cover. something soft. then the room is perfect.

mega FWOC outing

we spent the whole day out today. first in the morning went all the way to bedok to see how shit is made into drinking water. it is called new water and we singaporeans are drinking out own shit and urine. nothing really wrong coz i think that the new water i drank this time is really tasting wayyyyyy better then the first few batches tasted. anyway i was photo whoring with grace's camera. poor grace have to stand my irritating photo taking abilities.

all the way from the time BEFORE we boarded the bus and there was already me and grace being so HIGH and we were crazyly singing
1>banarama and
2>loney goat herd and
3>footloose and
4>doe a deer.

in repeated looped shuffle.

this four songs is really the first few songs in my FOWC SOUNDTRACK and we cannot help it. somehow the four songs keeps playing in loop in our heads and when i get the "loney goat herd" into my head, it stick there for a record time and i can be singing it the whole day. then when i start singin it then i think the rest know that i am GONE. so gone they cannot help me get my sanity back.

anyway... new water was for hall sponsership for fwoc, rag, dnd, bash and blah blah blah. and surprisingly, it was rather fun. we actually learnt something. dinah and i specifically remembered that singapore consumes 600 olympic sized swimming pools of water a day and that the mirco fibres are 0.04 the width of your hair. dinah got so excited knowing that we were taking a double decker bus there when she saw it parked outside hall. and the guys were playing cards in the floor area where the bags were kept the whole journey there.






and marge was kao peh-ing the newater tour speaker that brought us around, and sayin that she cannot pronunce her "children" properly and she was saying "chil-ren". and i was happily jumping around with grace's camera taking photos of almost everything from the lobby to the bus to the first station of the new water. i think her camera is full of my photos.





it was nice to see certain people from hall after not being able to see them for a long time. and then spending some time with them. and there were funny things that happened at the plant.

in the afternoon, the FWOCers was all the way south to sentosa for filming. filming was hard work. and it was so fun to see how i fussed over terance and how cute keelong looks and how funny marge was. then there was how dennis climbed up the coconut tree to pluck coconuts and how everyone was so excited over drinking the jiuce.





you know that??? i am starting to like FWOC and getting into the FWOC grove. everyone is finally really it together. there is now such a better connection between all the FWOCers now compared to weeks ago when we just started. doing things makes people work better together. i think i am going to get the friendship i came to FWOC to get. i really have to admit that the first few weeks were rather stuffy ones where we all just spent 24/5 in the SPR. just sitting there and waiting for the time to pass and now in week 6 when we are all finally off our butts i am seeing myself as a happier woman.

all the real work are all coming in the recent weeks and i for once is really rather stressed out over certain matters already. i am already starting to feel tired at days and feel the real sense of urgency on others. we cannot drag all our work anymore. and we all know it.

happy birthday TEE

i have no idea when we started calling you that instead of the ever so formal
auntie zen" but somehow it is so nice to know that you have a name that only we call you by. and that is the only name that you will know we call you by. TEE is just so nice to call and whine about.

thank you for seeing us grow up. 10 plus 15 years is not a short time. you are more family than anything. this is the last birthday you are going to be having here in singapore. although you keep saying that you are only 16. i give in. see the cake has only sixteen candles... all just for you.

just to keep your birthday young all over again.

i know i have quarrel many many times over the silliest of things but i have learnt to appreciate the good food you cook and the things around the house that you always do. there is no one that can cook better than you everyday. and when you are not around for a week, i can just die doing the laundry and cooking.

best is if you will never leave us.

i may complain that i dont want to go all the way home on a friday night but i know that i cant do that. will get you something for your birthday. just wait.

i know i look like shit in my cut up cedar PE tee shirt and almost rotted shorts. should really have changed into something that looks better on camera. this is my uniform everytime i go home for the week end. auntie zen have threatened to throw it all alway but i simply refused. it is nice to be constantly reminded of your secondary cedar days. so why not relive it every weekend. and it is very comfy

and stupid louis... all the photos we have he has not smiled one bit. i think he think that he is in his band playing gothic. and his stupid hair is so freeking long. what the hell is wrong with the few guys i know that keep INSISTING that they want to keep the hair long?

anyway. a happy BIRTHDAY shout out to TZUCHING and SMALL SERENE...

suddenly everyone is high on the good looking men

remember my last soccer related post?anyway... that is not the point. i suddenly see the name "iker casillas" poppin up all over the place on msn. what the hell is wrong with all of you? HE IS MINE SINCE THE LAST WORLD CUP. ASK JILLIAN!!!

you girls just stay away from him... he may have looked like he have put on weight since the last world cup but he is still mine... as long as he is still flying for the balls that come his way HE IS SO MINE.

the reason why my camera was in china

my sis took the camera to china for her youth team training and left me here in singapore with nothing. how can a photo whore be a photo whore when the whore has no freeking sign of her camera? for the past three weeks there were so many things that i really want to whore about but somehow i have no freeking camera. it sucks to have no camera on call.

lucky there are others who have cameras but some how the photos are not reaching me fast enough. i have a blog and i want to blog. i hate bloggin with out pictures esp where you know that there is pictures somewhere on some memory card somewhere in singapore. ARGHHHHH.... it is so annoying not to have your own camera. i hate sharing my camera with the rest of the house coz they dont have their own.

anyway... i was looking at my sis's photos that she took in china and the TCS actor guy went along to china for the camp. this is the pic... guess who you always see on tv. if you watch enough mediacorp chinese tv you will know who he is. at least you would have seen him before. can you believe that this guy actually likes my sister. so funny. why isnt my sister shallow and vain??? why did she have to get together with the other guy??? she is still so young to be choosy.

i know i am a bad influence for my sister. but seriously... when you are 14 you should by default be shallow. you are got likely to get married to the one youare datin now. not like me. i am so old i can retire already.

this is my sisters entire team. she is the one out of the three girls. all the stories she was telling me sounded damn fun.



anyway... i found this amoung her china photos. so damn cute la... as if she was some taiwanese singer who is cutting album. so damn funny how some one manage to get her to look like that. not bad actually.




pathetic right? i am bloggin about my sister's "confirm plus chop more interesting life" my life is pathetic and not worth any mentions at all. why am i living such a boring and lifeless life??? everytime i hear my sister talk about her week every week end i stop and think to myself why am i so busy yet have time yet dont have time yet have so many things to do. i know... i dont even understand what i was talking about.

mango-steed in a morning

it is an art to wake up in the morning at 7.30am. wear your most skimpy skin hugging top and the shortest pair of shorts and go all the way down to town to squeeze with the rest of the females that ever lived in singapore. who cares about morning PT when you have to battle a war.

MANGO SALES are a WAR ZONE.
dont leave home without your credit card

the mango seasonal sale is always the highlight for all hungry wallets. even empty wallets yearn for a mango sale. give it to me anytime! although it seems like not long ago there was a sale where i spend more than 150, today i only spent a fraction of it. SO FAR..... i always end up buying more when the sign reads "up to 70%". i know... KIASU... but what can i do? i am a singaporean after all.

and all KIASU singaporeans wake up early and travel all the way down to town in the wee hours of the morning to book a space for themselves in the queue to fight over tons of clothes. there were actually people there at 7.00am.

you should see the power of singapore women in a mango sale. and i really mean POWER AND SALE KNOWLEDGE. just as i went in the clothes were still in order with MOST of the clothes still sorted on the racks by type and size. yup.. there were alot of people but clothes and price tags were still in tack. and only after 15 mins at the most. everything was all over the place with everything stuff all over the whole store and a heap of everything on the floor.

so what if i contributed to them????
you have a problem with that???

there are a few secrets to better the crowd in a sale
0> BE THERE EARLY.... no matter what anyone says.
1> grab all you can before you try on anything
2> push your way to the racks (or you will be pushed)
3> wear the tightest top and easiest to remove skirt to facilitate testing
4> chop a space at the mirror to try out clothes
5> if 4 doesnt work then use the sale acrylic stands to reflect (works very well too)
6> any open area works fine if you have a friend
7> even if you just hesitant about buying it, keep the piece in your plastic bag till the counter.
8> make sure you have money

all the females you see changing fron their dress/top/skirt into a mango sale item in the areas in between the racks are professional mango sale shoppers. all smart and regular mango sale shoppers know the laws and rules of getting the best pieces of clothes and getting them to look the rightest in the squeeziest places. those that join the queue to the changing rooms are losers.

never wear jeans to a mango sale. and always wear the lowest spegetti that you have. you will never know what you are going to end up trying from the rack. you wear a lower top and you can look better in more tops. and always wear a good push up when you are shopping. must wear a nice bra too. you will never know when and in what conditions you are going to be taking off your top or slipping the sides of your top while trying. at least the guys that the girls bring will want to stare. hahah..

and the mango sale is really the place you meet your bestest girlfriends. just in to hours i saw nelle, val, big serene, wenting, sandra, michelle. talk bout class gatherings. people of the best minds think alike.

one more thing. i sometimes wonder why girls bring their boyfriends to the opening sale days. firstly it may be true that they are useful for queuing up for the changing rooms or the cashier. but there are so many other very skimplying dressed sexy and hotter females around taking off their tops and changing there. only sercure girlfriends or very stupid ones will actually bring their other half there.

mango sales are not for a dating trip.

"the most exciting night of FWOC" - keelong

the day we painted the OG logos, had a feast. actually the most important part is just having the home cooked feast. it may sound really stupid but a FWOCed cooked feast is actually the best thing (according to keelong) to happen the whole FWOC. finally we all get to sit down around the same table and eat from the pathetically similar cooked food.

i was really high the whole day. that was really one day i really din have any clue where i got all the energy from. the previous two days i was so damn physically tired and drained from GOD KNOWS WHAT. and all i wanted to do was sleep. i think people are actually irritated with my crankiness. and i mean poor terance. my partner must have been thinking all these while what he has gotten himself into by joining FWOC.

poor terance have an over dose of my cuteness and my loudness for probally the many more to come of FWOC. REALLY... terance must be cursing his lucky stars.

anyway. dinner was more than good. dennis cooked his nice beef curry which i chopped up all the beef into pathetically small 1cm by 1cm cubes. it really makes me wonder what the hell were we be going to eat since who the hell can taste 1cm by 1cm beef shreads. haha... poor terance was ordered to chop up all the onions and cube the carrots so small he coulld barely see it. my partner din even cry when he was chopping the onions. and here i was at the other end of the table tearing while cutting beef.

what is his eyes made of anyway?

anyway. grace made her so damn shiokly nice chicken wings and dennis made onion egg omelete and fried vegetables. a special dish JUST FOR OUR DINAH. have to have a single dish of vegetable just for her. called DINAH's DAILY DOSE. it is so funny that through FWOC that i found out that each of the FWOCers have this wierdly unique habit of doing something.

best thing is that kel bought us all bubble tea for dinner. i love kel. he is so nice to us. hahaha. always spending money on us.

and i cooked rice. keelong cooked soup and pasta. nice aint it.





and the whole dinner i was almost high. wait till you see me wanting that desperately to go out for the mango sale. and i was going on and on and on and on and on and on.. ( you get the picture) shanny was high and going on and on about the MANGO. and like i said. I LOVE KEL... HE LET ME GO FOR THE MANGO SALE. so that means that we are having the morning off for shanny to go shopping. i cant believe meeting was pushed back to after lunch so that i can go shopping.

I LOVE YOU KELCHOO!!!!!!
love you love you love you
i love you love me love mango sale.

now i am pushing for once a week mornin off so that i can kick zara sale and topshop sale. kel is going to rock more.

worthy enuf for the name "shanny"
i am blogging this from lo's com, just too lazy to turn mine on.

i know that in the previous weeks, my blog have not been up to standard - slacking post and non-intelectual comments. i am actually rather dissapointed in myself for being such a lousy blogger of my own life. sometimes i think that i am just so busy and too lazy and tired to blog. sometimes i have too many things i want to blog about but somehow just dont have the mood...

to blog is to have the mood. no mood no blog.

today seems like a very nice day to upkeep this blog to be worthy of my name. sorry if i have dissapointed you people. but then again who are you to be dissapointed in my blog????? your name is not shanny so you cant critisise me beautiful blog here.

anyway... today is the first time after a every long while i got to sleep in so late. with all the FWOC starting at 9 am everyday, i dont have the time for bonding sessions with my bed. sometimes it is very important to have a connection with your bed and the time spent must be quality time. i was so tired last night that i slept at 11pm without watching a match of soccer and i awoke this morn at 11.30am. that is put together to be more than 12 hours of undisturbed sleep.

peace.... the way i like it.

the nice thing that i have been looking forward today for is the BQQ at the evening. a nice little time with the few people i really care for. just a little throw into the old times that we used to have. i have been waiting for this gathering for like the longest time. there have been so many plans for the past few weeks but always not all of us can make it. so why not a simple BBQ where you all can get your little food and come together?

just that due to the charcoal problems. we has supper instead of dinner.

the charcoal that we got today totally cannot make it. NEVER EVER FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE BUY CHARCOAL FROM NTUC. even if you are freezing to death at some alley of geylang. those little black twigs can NEVER catch fire. it is simply a total waste of your 4+ dollars and 2 hour of sweating hard work and 1 1/2 pack of fire starters. i think if i can just throw the bag of coal back into the face of the manufacturer or producer they can just break their head and go to hell for selling a bag of charcoal that does not burn...

why the hell is it called charcoal if it cant burn for nuts. it can even burn if you give the manufacturer a million bucks. might as well lable it "bricks". i think it benefits us more when used to build house rather than cook food. at least your house will be fire proof

have to spend a total of 2 hours and almost 3bars of petrol running up and down the whole of YCK and Bishan to get the fire working. only manage to have dinner at 9.30pm. but the later bag is much better.

LISTEN TO THIS YOU STUPID RETARDED NTUC. YOU THINK YOUR COAL CAN BURN??? MY FREEKING FOOT. WHAT IS THE POINT OF SELLING SOMETHING THAT DOES NOT WORK??? BETTER FIRE YOUR QUALITY CONTROL MANAGER OR WHOEVER SHITIFIEF ENOUGH THERE NOW TO SOMEONE ELSE WHO CAN GURENTEE THAT CHARCOAL CAN BURN!!!!

and you know what? i kept staring at myself at lynette's house mirrors. for once i think i look HOT. seriously... i may weight the heaviest out of all the girls but at least i looked so damn good. i love it... i am so vain i know but what can i do but praise myself when i look so darn good.

as usual the girls all tease me about my trashcan habits. i must put it into place that i have long lost my trashcanish habits already. i am no longer finishing up after others. i just happen to be eating the last. i mean i happen to chew my food very slowly okay. ask anyone in hall. i eat like a sloth.

and today i acutally helped out with the cooking. if not usually ill be just sitting there waiting for the rest to serve me food. not today.... i actually got my butt out from the table and walked over to the heat to turn the chicken over and stir the prawns. this little princess if doing some work. too bad that tim is not here today. too bad that me and corinna have no one to help us cook food. sad i know but who cares. you are your friend's boyfriend's friends and what are friends for?

must learn how to take over the meaning of friends with the meaning of absolute slavery. hahahah..

okok... will post up photos when lyn is online enough to send it to me. i am so sorry my camera is in china shotting with my sister. at least she is coming back tmr. but then again... she will be flying off to vietnam for another competition so that means that you will not be seeing much photos on this blog for some time.

why is it that we spend the most time doing the most useless things

why is there such a thing as door gifts. there is once a saying : "in KR you make more door gifts then you do tutorials."

door gifts: noun
an item that i placed at each residents door for decorative purposes
size can be big or small
equals to ALOT OF WORK

this item that you see on your nicely decorated door is not going to be appreciated and it is just going to be sitting at the door waiting for dust to fall and settle on it. with the construction next door you will not be able to see your HARD WORKLY MADE door gift in a month. all the thick layer of dust.

you can actually get muscles from cutting board with a pen knife. all the muscles can be toned and nicely shaped. you guys have no idea what people actualy put into your door gifts. i usually sit cross legged on my chair in the spr and today i am forced to put my legs on the floor just to support myself from falling of my seat.

i have gain nice arms in the past two days. and i think there is going to be a lot more to come. lots of more hard word.

SHIT BLOODY DAMN IT....
I ACCIDENTALLY PUT MY NICE NIKE SHIRT INTO THE DRYER
NOW IT SHRUNK ONE SIZE
TOO SHORT AND TIGHT FOR ME NOW!!!

halloween party in orchard road

went to youth park to watch lo's band play yesterday. it was the singtel urban donno what cosplay exhibition for all the bands. it was like walking into a halloween party. everyone was dressed in gothic to maids to all the heavy make up. everything was black leather to spikes to funky hair. and when i mean funky. it is not my hair that type. it is the really REALLY FUNKY TYPE... the X japan type.

even louis had on eyeliner.. and you know what? he looked damn good in the eyeliner. eyeliner not only enhances girls eyes but guys ones also. think i should get him one for his birthday. it is coming soon anyway.

anyway. he is playin at DXO tonight. should i go? i really want to but i have no transport there and no company too. but ill have to wake early tmr morning for PT... see how PT makes you mad?

i just want to see him in full performance. i have NEVER seen his band play in full lighting and stage stunts. louis said there will be something tonight. so i want to go... damn it.

anyway... this is myidarre

do i really look like her???

why is it that there are so many people telling me that i look like rahimah.... seriously????? JUST WHICH PART OF MY JUST LOOK OR EVEN COME CLOSE TO RESELMBLING HER??????? just which part???

maybe i should start watching singapore idol to support myself on the top 10. i am so happy that i manage to get through to the finals. weeeeee.........

like bite me man.... seriously.... i think i am prettier and sexier than her. and i am no rock chick. i am a nice demure little girl. i got nice short hair that is streaked and her's is long. seriously i where got look like her?????

how to watch soccer

guys are so focused on the game, how they score, how they play the ball.

the ONLY reason why girls go and watch soccer is to drool over the countless HOT FOOT BALL PLAYERS. some how soccer players have ALOT OF SEX APPEAL how is it that although they are not the most good looking people on the face of the earth, you just want to snag them up. and soccer players always have very nice looking hair. like what the hell is so special about the hair. i tell you what. it is the sweat on it. you know that they have the stamina to run for 45 mins straight.

just imagine how long they will last on the bed.

just a thought. haha.. girls only look at the guys. do you think we actually bother about the ball play? i tell you the only ball play we want to see is them. why do you think so many girls actually want to go all out of their way to watch england or spain play?

ITS THE GUYS!!!! i tell ya. \

i actually went to watch soccer last night. to actually watch england play with nelle, ron and QY. at least it is not the same as the opening match on fri night where i fell asleep within half the game. point was that i was damn tired to bother about not so good looking german and costa guys. but how can you miss out the damn HOT AND SEXY BECKHEM and OWEN and LAMPARD and GERRARD????? how come other than BECKHEM the rest have very squashed up faces like they fell on it every match they have played in their lives. but still look steamy hot on field hot and sweaty???

im telling you its the knowledge that they have stamina. either that or the reason is because they move so fast the cameras can only record a blur image of them. cannot focus so look better. and most of them have nice side view but horrible front view.

check this out:
RONALDO looks like a rapiest
RONALDINHO looks like a cartoon character
CROUCH Peter looks like a truck ran over his face
GERRARD Steven looks like his mother sat on his head

i think the only decent looking footballer is RAUL and BECKHEM. at least nothing happened to their faces. and i like TORRES Fernando. this is one HOT GUY.... so damn freeking CUTE.

spain stills has the only relatively decent looking team on earth..

why do you think that i went crazy with jillian the last world cup season? spain is THE ONE!!!!!!!!!

dont you think that rooney look like harry potter's seamus? just that i think that seamus in harry potter look more shuai... i have always thought so since i have set my eyes on rooney. rooney have a "bashed up by the mafia" face. at least seamus looks very cute. maybe they are brothers.

i wasn't very SOBER when i came back last night
I WAS SO WASTED

and who's fault was it? who is that idiot friend that made me walk 3km from suntec in four inch heels all the way along esplanade to boat quay to clark quay? i can practically remember the whole singapore river by heart and all the underpasses. that i can remember but suddenly the rest after the time we set foot into brewerks seems very hazy.

who was it that fed me so much drinks till i was so damn high i wasnt even talking sense by the time i finished the last shot of beer. but i simply had to finish it coz the beer tasted too damn good. BITCH jillian had to get me the sample draft set. that equals to 6 different flavours. brewerks have 2 new brews. and both really tastes damn good.

jillian had to send me back to hall by cab because i was not functioning well. i was functioning like a graffe after it drank one barrel of beer. jillian caught me almost bumping into the pillar and i was walking into lights. i was talking rubbish in the cab. worst still was that i was rambling on and on on i cant remember when i got back to my room. i was almost half drop dead.

i was only slightly more sober than drunk... ONLY

i can totally still remember things. just that i dont totally remember everything. i knew what i was doing though. see jillian.. i am not drunk. and lyn was lucky she din come if not she would have gotten herself into deep shit and then she will be the one who will have to accompany two drunk home. or maybe she will be the one getting really drunk.

me and jillian ultimate aim is to get lyn drunk. we have never seen her drunk. but how do you get someone who dont drink drunk?

it is so funny when i tell people i dont drink. but it is true. i dont drink at all. why do you think i got drunk on a few small shots of beer? now it is so true that i dont hold i alcohol. getting drunk in 4 inches is not funny. lucky it was the strappy wedges and not stilettos. if not ill be pulling my heels out of drains the entire night.

but i have to thanks jillian and ron for getting me to my bed safely. lucky i din puke all over them. i was really wasted by the time i got back to hall. i was all over 6th floor ramblin over donno what. i think swee yong dont even know what hit him. poor thing. he was just sitting there studying and this mad woman burst into the room and started talking and talking.

and what more is that jillian was gettin me to drink rons stuff. to add alcohol to the drunk.

i am not proud to be drunk, just thought it was funny. have not gotten so tipsy for a damn long time. but it was kinda fun... haha. it was nice to have people really waiting hand and foot on me.

i caused everyone not to do work tonight

i was stupid enough to lock eveyone out of the SPR! i think everyone hates me... NOT... HAHAH.. but seriously, i really feel stupid and retarded locking everyone's laptops in the room. no one can do their proposal tonight

the stupid lock ran out of batteries and there is no way that anyone can use anycard to get the door open. and there is no way that can climb in the normal KR way coz the room has no windows. i was the last person in the room and as i was leaving it. as a good citizen of KR i decided to off all the fans and aircon and even lock the door coz everyone left their lap tops in. it is not VERY SAFE to leave your valuable unattended...

i know.. these are all excuses for my locking the door. but really i din mean it.

but funny now it seems that everyone was not totally steaming unhappy about it.

jo is going to be representing singapore

her singapore jersey is so nice!!!!! that stupid sister of mine is going to be flying off to china and vietnam soon and she is going to be bring with her her two little really pretty red and white national air riffle shooting jersey.

why is it that i am not good enough to be wearing a singapore jersey. i think i can just go try printing it myself. just get the printer to print a big fat "SINGAPORE" at the back of any red and white dry fit jersey. then wear it when you go out and everyone will be thinking that you are damn SAE.

jealous!!!

how many times in your life do you take a lorry???

really! think of it! such fun experiences to be strapped behind this dirty lorry with the mud and junk, but so little frequencies. so far there was that one time in sec four BBQ at east coast when we all took a lorry from nelle's house to east coast. then after that was last year FIC where we were all nicely dressed and dumped into the lorry

i am going to have more than plenty of chances to ride all the lorry i want. FWOC is going to have a lorry ocassionaly. last night i was at the back with dinah jumping and flying all over the back seat. guess who was driving? TECKIE. kel was right on the raw fact that we needed to bring our own safety belt to keep our lives. haha... i was grabbing dinah's leg almost the entire journey from hall to holland Village. gear changing was bad. everytime we started off from the traffic light, i am always leaning to the side in preperation for the gerk.

but it was good fun bumping all over the place.

guess who???? somehow the stupid camera cannot take without flash. and i paid 600 buck for a lousy function.

FORGIVE THE HAIR!!! it is not my fault it is all over the place. it is the damn wind. i mean. you have to have some sort of wind when you are sittin in open air rite? i know... it is very messy

anyway... DINAH.

this is the almost un visible back of the lorry. really. STUPID CAMERA

wisma have midnight shopping last night. i am just waiting for the number on the sale tags to increase. there are a few items i have set my eyes upon. just need the money and the number to grow to 70 or 80 or something along that line. then ill be able to afford it all...

anyway i think dinah thinks i am mad when i shop. you should see her face when we went out shopping the other day. the way i was raving on and on about the shoes at zara was the way a monster raves on his food. haha.... shanny high on shopping after ten years of not touching town. i need to spend money.

they CANCELED PT

i cannot explain how HAPPY i m when i saw the slip of paper under my door it said so nicely in the brightest colors that "no PT, yeah" dinah even came into my room to help me reset my alarm clock to 8 oclock from 6 oclock for me.

that is two more hours of sleep!!!! TWO MORE PRECIOUS HOURS OF SLEEP. and they were thinking of running to GINZA!!! for heaven's sake... the distance from here to ginza is so NO HUMANLY RUNNABLE. i can even barely last to west coast mac. what makes the rest of the world so sure that i can last all the way to GINZA???!!!??? who's crappy idea is it to go there for a run and breakfast after that.

it is emotional and mentally traumatising to know that you have to wake up at 6am... waking up at 6am is not even HUMANLY POSSIBLE. i hate waking up early. that means that you have to sleep early. you wake up even hour thinking that the alarm clock is going to ring only to find out that there is still like tonnes of time more to go before your ultimate torture.

my muscle was aching the whole morning. my poor back. i killed myself last night. played handball, table tennis and tennis all consecutively from 5 plus to 10. my poor shoulders are breaking. and i think i have a match tmr. damn it. i am begining to really really dislike handball now. donno... i'm back to the "shanny HATES handball" mood. the only thing good about handball is the team. i HATE the game.

FWOCers at the BAY

we were waiting for the guys at eblock. the guys were waiting for us at b block. we never did see each other. so what best to do while waiting then to take a nap. with the sun so hot and everything, just pull ur cap over and snooze.



me and my coconut. dinah was having fun taking me eating my coconut. i mean it was an every expensive coconut ok? so i better be enjoying it.

this pic is our first picture with everyone in the photo. nice rite? i think it is so cute.