This is the 4th dream/nightmare ive had in a span of two weeks about snakes and other creepy animals. Ewww. I dreamt they tied us up and put us in tanks with snakes {oh the horror!} and bugs and wiggle things. i neaaarly died. Then we escaped but they found us and told us we were being pranked. Heelllllo. I felt so angry. Even when I was asleep. And I woke up feeling angry.
Grrrr.
on the same note, yesterday i dreamt i was eating a hugee salty fishball, and as I was about to bite into it, my mum called. and i woke up. shish. :/ now im craving salty fishballs.
dear God
Dear God, if it’s possible, could I have kids just like these two? Please oh please! Well if not two, then just one.the one on the left in that fuschia dress. Ouh please! {picture courtesy of JT} loves, Sue Jan {edit} on a side note, i just remembered the dream i had yesterday which made me wake up all grumpy and moody. see, we, mum, dad, bro & me were rushing to get to church because we had apparently went hiking? or was it a marathon? earlier in the morning hence the need to rush for service. i knew this because i just knew it was a Sunday morning. halfway into all that chaotic washing up & getting ready, my mum informs me that i have to to piano class and ive been missing classes for months already. {bongkers i know} im arguing over piano classes then next thing i know I'm at my dining room wearing shoes.and Ken Jon goes all " Hey! Why you wear my shoes!" and there were frigging 21 pairs of nike/adidas lined up by the wall. 12. coz i counted them. one was a weird puke green colour too. eww Ken Jon. you have no taste.and so he yelled. i yelled. i got all angry. i took up a chair and threw it at him. nearly hit him but he dodged. i pulled his hair, screaming "I DID NOT TAKE YOUR SHOES LA!" and then i yelled " Go die!" and i felt all this rage and anger in me. goodness. o.O imma violent person. i wonder where all this anger is coming from. and then right when my dad's trying to break up the fight, i wake up. sheesh. and i woke up still feeling angry. ouhs. and by the way, i just remembered, bobo was standing at the doorway the whole time. haha. FYI, my brother and i don't fight like that in real life. we do yell but ive never thrown a chair at himbefore. Ken Jon you better not cari pasal with me k. who knows what might happen.
you don't have to you don't want to.
vain.
x
september is here. you know what that means don't you? the month of birthdays
has arrive.
xx
i find myself getting too dependant on materialistic things. i need a big hard slap in the head to realign my priorities. and that fantastic motorcycle jacket is not a priority ;( boo.
cravings
zomg. I want satay. And that peanut sauce. And the cucumbers.
TEE HEE
caution : random verbal diarhea diarrhea (whatever, i can't spell) ahead.i spent the whole of last week stealing internet connection from an unknown neighbour's network. and now FINALLY ours came back. spent today self dying my 2 week old cropped hair with jess. which turned out to be quite a failure since you can hardly see any difference in colour. what a waste of 20. im consoled that at least mine has the tenniest hint of auburn since jess's black blue came out all black instead. \ohs wells. next time -strawberry blond can? . after our hair dye thingamajik, bought some mcdees, cards and joined yang cina at his condo's poolside which i tell you is quite a nice place albeit cold cold cold. {jeshua had his laugh back at me for poking fun of his sweater 15 minutes prior to our arriving} perfect for a smoky night of barbeque chicken wings & cold drinks. yang cina and mabuk tried to teach us poker - but we only got to the intro and they decided it was such a chore to teach two girls how to play poker so we switched to chor tai ti. then after a while we went way back circa 199-something playing donkey & old maid. apparently mabuks people are not very good at memory games. ho mai. this is getting old. my calfs are pretty sore from what i guess must have been stomping around in my nuu 4 inch heels on saturday. my shopping fast is borken. should have know it couldn't last that long. im beginning to feel the weight of boredom falling upon me for the past week. constant bumming isn't all that good for me innit. my to do list isn't completely striked out yet. i haven't signed up for dance classes. i havent painted room. i haven't repair lens. i haven't sent nippon competiton thingie. i haven't design own website. haven't found my lost shoes. ha ven't/ i feel like i can be doing so much more and im wasting my time away bumming. meh. my post has officiallty transited from a gleeful tone into a grumpy one. enuff, ok enuuf. someone shut me up?
