because i'm bored.

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:	June
Birthday:	4th June 1984
Birthplace:	Sg
Current Location:	Office
Eye Color:	Dark Brown
Hair Color:	Highlights with blacks growing out ever so rapidly
Height:	1.68m
Right Handed or Left Handed:	Right
Your Heritage:	Chinese
The Shoes You Wore Today:	Slippers. As always hohoho.
Your Weakness:	BAGS!I just can't say NO to bags.
Your Fears:	Cockroaches! *CRINCH!
Your Perfect Pizza:	Hawaiian
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	Save $$$ and go on a HOLLY-DAY!
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	"hey"/"hahaha"
Thoughts First Waking Up:	"Let me sleep for 5 more mins!"
Your Best Physical Feature:	Shoulders
Your Bedtime:	11-12pm
Your Most Missed Memory:	IJ.
Pepsi or Coke:	Coke
MacDonalds or Burger King:	BK!For e love of Mushroom Swiss.
Single or Group Dates:	Group for the first.Single for the subsequents.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	Depends on the meal
Chocolate or Vanilla:	Chocolate anyday
Cappuccino or Coffee:	Both
Do you Smoke:	No
Do you Swear:	Occasional haha.
Do you Sing:	Yes.Very offkey and proud of it!
Do you Shower Daily:	Twice a day in fact.
Have you Been in Love:	Still am :)
Do you want to go to College:	Yes
Do you want to get Married:	Oh yes!
Do you belive in yourself:	Yes
Do you get Motion Sickness:	No
Do you think you are Attractive:	Hmmmm sometimes?
Are you a Health Freak:	No!
Do you get along with your Parents:	Yes
Do you like Thunderstorms:	What's there to like?
Do you play an Instrument:	No.I'm so untalented.
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	Just yesterday
In the past month have you Smoked:	No
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	No
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	Yes
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	Just yesterday
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	Yes
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	Yes
In the past month have you been on Stage:	No
In the past month have you been Dumped:	No!
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	Haha no.
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	My baby's heart haha.
Ever been Drunk:	Yes
Ever been called a Tease:	Hmmm think so.
Ever been Beaten up:	No.
Ever Shoplifted:	Unfortunately..
How do you want to Die:	Painless and fast pls.
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	A highflyer.A wife.A mother.
What country would you most like to Visit:	Where there is cheap shopping, fly me there!
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:	No preference.
Favourite Hair Color:	No preference.
Short or Long Hair:	No F4ish long hair.Never!
Height:	Taller than me wld be good.
Weight:	M.O. hahaha
Best Clothing Style:	Casual.I do not like vainboys.I like mine scruffy.
Number of Drugs I have taken:	Paracetemol?
Number of CDs I own:	Minimal.
Number of Piercings:	3 on the left ear.1 on the right.
Number of Tattoos:	0
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	More than 1 definitely.
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

at long last





i must say.these pictures really crack me up!like all e time!a pity i didnt get to wear the moustache. i must add, if not for photofetished camerahogs, ie me, such captured moments wont be funny no more!i'm thrilled!another party coming up whereby i can once again play dressup.hurrah it's a halloween party!it will be my virginexperience of celebrating halloweens and i'm thrilled to e bones!i'm so deprived of trick-or-treating/playing dressup cos when i read babysittersclub and sweetvalleytwins in pri sch, i always wanted to dress up as an angel or fairy of sorts!imagine having wings (behind, not below), or decked in girliewirlie prettypinks, or as any character you always wanted to be.anyhoo, i'm wrecking my brains trying to figure out what to dress up as. you see, i'm trying to dig out nonsense garments frm my wardrobe and see what i can do with them. no way am i gonna rent a wonderwoman/catwoman costume.damn ex lor during this peakperiod. thanks to vanniepoo, she thought of some wonderful ideas for me, ie, come dressed in black+white( comprises of 80% of e wardrobe), buy a plastic nose and tada, ala MJ. or buy a redhoodedsweater and go as lil redridinghood.i proposed pretty darn brilliant ideas for her too. better than e redridinghood at least, and she laughed them off.pffft.my creativity is never taken seriously. i'm thinking of wearing e secsch uniform cos e belovedblue pinafore is ohsoversatile!but vanniepoopoo says it's a HALLOWEENS party, not a BACKTOSCH themedparty.dang.oklor.hmmm i'll think of something for sure.


over the past wk.





so it was e gathering of some of my favoritest girls for some drinks and goodfun. notice my superdarn smalleyes!i was feeling under e weather.good ol' hoe was good as usual.a sufficient amt of it gave me e guts to confront some shitofaperson who was sodamnbarbaric and spilled beer on my phone ok! hello! the textile of my phone is suede k!ok not quite but lushly velvety can.then on the way to supper, i think i scared a friend's girlfriend away with my slightly-more-than-enthusiastic hello at the coffeeshop. haha oops. cant wait for more!


my playmate on sundays!





i love my sunday playmate!shopping and feasting at carl's jr.which is so yum, carl's taste lingers in your mouth after manymany hrs!vannie and i spent e entire day reminising on our secsch romances as we strolled in and out of shops, and it basically brought back manymany memories.like how when we were younger, things were much simpler and sweeter then. e simple joys that make you float on cloud9. e simple joys that make you glow like no tomorrow. haha from singing songs in the voicemails, to proudly handinghands in sch uniform in town.teeheehee. ohwell.

there is a fine line btw remaining content and behaving overly complacent.and then there is also a finer line btw disappointment and deceit.so lines are crossed and i am definitely crossed when the apparent token of appreciation basically denotes below negative value in the gesture of sincerity.so i guess the gift lies in the rippled ridicule upon receipt.and at long last, e realisation that secondchances and forgiveness are worthless for the unappreciative abusers.

happyhoedays from awhile ago when mybabydoll alvi was back in town.you'll be home for good in 2 months!i need my bestieboo back here with me.i cant deal with my preciouslove's absence.







suntanning from awhile back.the company i had was brighter than sunshine.no wonder i got sunburnt.









so.the bmw event is finally over and done with.totally exhausting.and i had my precious weekends burnt too.the cars were e eyecandies that stole e show.vroom.i lust over e 6series.zoooom.each time i see a lady driving past the showroom in a powerautomobilelike a bmw,fwoah,my heart races with 500 horsepower.i always thought it's damn sexy for women to be in control of the wheel.hmmm jingle, you do not qualify cos you drive like an ah-ma.i know for sure i'll be e lousiest driver ard cos i'm so prone to multitasking and i'm ohsovery careless,unattentive,easily distracted and rude too.i'll end up cutting lanes when i'm in a madrush and not signalling for that matter(or e only signal wld be my middlefinger), or hog a one-way lane while applying lipgloss/msging on e handphone/picking e lint off my linen/last minute shaving.i know for sure i'll be a roadhazard!strapme in e passengerseat and i'm glad.in e meantime, i'll make any car look good, if not better, by being a car ornament.i'm also good at readingmaps too!all those navigationskills i learnt in my girlguide days definitely come in handy.i'll say "turn left or turn right" and not "turn here or turn there".see i know my directions well!the next time i see a lady in a leanmean automobile, i'll be on my way to ssdc.


over e wk, elaine's retrocious(retro/atrocious) party was somuchfun! i love dressing up for parties. dressing up to e theme that is. i thought my spankingnew 50/60s inspired outfit was DA BOMB until e birthdaygirl and some weird aerobics instructor ala e 80s came with wigs.oh and one hotstuff came decked in flashy moschino suspenders while another hotstuff did a britney by revealing her tumtum in an allgreen 70s inspired attire.i'd love to put up pictures to illustrate my pt. but i'm still WAITING for the pictures.uh-huh this goes out to YOU and YOU.damn e inconveniences for being camera-impaired.this will not do!this wellknown camerahogger needs her toy to make her complete!in e meantime, i'll just have to live with receiving pictures weeks later and posting postdated pictures.just like what i'm doing now.

purepuppylove.
loveletter from a 7yr old to a 7yr old.





the conversation between nicholas my student and me the teacherteacher:-
me (pointing to the sataysticks) : "Wow is this heart for your mommy?"
nicholas: " no. it's for my girlfriend sirada."
me: "your girlfriend? does she know she is your girlfriend?"
nicholas: " she knows! i like her but she don't like me."
me: "oh!does she have a boyfriend?"
nicholas: "yeah she has a boyfriend in thailand." (the girl he like is half-thai.)
me: "ok.so why are you making her these things?"
nicholas: "because i like her and i want to be her singapore boyfriend.i wrote her a love letter but you cant see it because i licked the envelope already. and do you know why i used blue ink to write the letter?
me: "why?"
nicholas: "because her schoolbag is blue so her favourite colour is blue.her schoolbag has red color pattern and black colour too.does that mean she is a tomboy?but she has long hair so she is not a tomboy right"
me: "girls can like black too."
nicholas: "no!girls can only like pink and red.boys like blue and black." (he is super chauvinistic for a 7yr old.)
me: "why do you like sirada?"
nicholas: "because she is very pretty and has long hair."
me: "ok.you better learn your ting xie properly. sirada only likes clever boys.if you do badly, then she'll laugh at you and wont like you anymore."
nicholas: "no. sirada will like me. i got 20/20 for my test."
me: "i know.good job.so now we learn ting xie properly ok?"(new tactic to get him to be serious on learning his ting xie cos he hates chinese.)


to get things straight, i am a good teacher!i did not teach him to spell "from" as "form" and "holiday" as "holly day".i was not ard when he did this.but e gesture is sweet enough that i didnt harp on e spelling error.


anyway, e next day when i went to his place for tuition and i asked him abt sirada's reaction. he said sirada was very happy.but he didnt pass her the present himself. he got someone else to pass to her cos he was feeling shy.so my guess is that he was looking at her frm afar.
his next present to her: his spelling test which i tested him on.written in neat handwriting and in pink ink.an attempt to impress her.he scored 5/5 anyway.so i guess my tactic worked.


aint love the sweetest thing?
oh yes it is.

a little selfindulgence over here.


i miss our happyhours.
when there's so much love going ard, no doubt there'll be insecurities surfacing. only because of e aroused fear of losing the ones you love most.
and that theloveweshare is irreplaceable.

my bra snapped when e yingying and i were waiting for our frappes at starbuckerboos yesterday. mindyou it's not e bra strap, for i was wearing strapless. how e fuck did it snap? my bra is goodbra can.goodbrand and all. so i conclude i'm seriously becoming more vertically challenged by e day. what hugs my hips now are tubs of lard! either that, or it must have been sth that i said to e yingying earlier.you see,when we walked past e nursing cubicle (for mothers to breastfeed their newborns/oldborns) at boringborder's toilet, i told her it was feedingtime for her. as usual some weirdalyankovichy of a person walked past and obviously heard what was said.
so note to self:NEVER to wear straplessbra underneath a whiteblouse.never.ever.NEVEREVER.and also, never ever take so much time to decide on your wardrobe that you end up wearing e wrong bra that doesnt give you e right support. so i was helplessly holding onto my chest area,tucked out my blouse that was tucked into my capris,and demanded that e yingying stick her hands under my shirt to help me buckle up. but no. she was lost in her gigglyfits that i'm so sure noone else saw/heard what was going on. amidst e exchanges of "hurry up help me buckle my bra!" and "hehehehe cannot la ppl outside can see", you really wonder whose bra really snapped. no thanks to e byjlookalike/lennonhairedyy,my agile fingers saved me. but i'm damn sure e starbuckerboos crew and maybe some lonesone customers who eavesdropped knew what was going on, for i didnt realise i was almost screaming at elaine demanding her to bucklemeup. and how dare you blog abt it you smengly eayy who's looking more like byj with e lennonhair! how cld you say you tried to help to buckle my bra up when each time your hand reach under my shirt, you sink into gigglyfits and end up not helping? you're e sweetest leh. you just want me to walk ard town exposed rite. ok la when you're not so smengly,you're precious enough to buy me vart i like.
we proceeded to meet e mellieboo(boo you suck)later,who later ditched the bitches to meet a sitarplayer after getting her loot and looking pweetty decked in e loot. how cld you dump e maharajahs for e sitarplayer? i already told you i wld play you like a spanishguitar all night long. i guess she preferred muttonflavoredones.and prefers a smaller instrument. she's pretty hungry too i must add so i hope mutton fills her up. do i hear a burp frm where you are?

you steal my heart
and you take my breath away.
would you take me in?
take me deeper now.
how can I stand here with you
and not be moved by you?
could you tell me
how could it be any better than this?

20july



arriving there fashionably late meant we missed most of the party.
but we managed to snag e free wine+beer+whiskydrys before e mediaparty was over.
cheers mel!thanks for e invites.


alvi has returned to melbourne.missing you many already baby.

we shd be banned frm mng. e morning of e mng sale on thurs,elaine and i met at an unearthly hr of 9am just to check out e sale. unearthly as i only had 3hrs of sleep frm zouk e nite before.e crowd that was already there was horrendous. e queues were so long and e place was packed with clothes strewn all over e place. kiasu as we are,we dug through e piles hoping to find sth we mite like. we found so many that we liketh very much. sadly we had to narrow e choices to what may suit e patheticbudgets. in 1 day,we checked out 3 mng branches, staying at each branch for an avg of 1hr each. we just cant get enough! poor soles. esp elaine's as she was unwise enough to wear heels. they were totally sore frm so much walking. elaine's my one and only mngsales shopping partner. we do this on a twice yearly basis. and shopping with her is always fun cos she is a crazybitch and we have so much fun bitching abt everything. and while checking out this tabloid mag at the borders,i found out abt a really deliciouslydecadent fact: that the mother&son characters frm niptuck,were actually dating!yummy!i love it when rships are so illicit.i cant imagine what they say to each other during offscreen intimacy. what i illustrated out to elaine is too lewdlyindecent to be mentioned here. and i didnt realise that there was an eavesdropper,looking so decent and all,decked in shirt and tie,who heard my entire role(fore)playing until elaine snickered. but the highlight of my day was when i bumped into my secsch bestfriend, whom i havent seen for 4yrs! speaking of her brings tears to my eyes cos i reallyreally missed her and to be able to see ethel and to hear her voice again was so heartfelt. my days in ij wldnt be so perfect if not for her lovelypresence. elaine and i were simply thrilled to see her! it seems so long ago when we were in ji for e first3mths and all e chain of events tt happened frm then on.we've indeed aged.


the following day,i met my gagagayle and for more shopping. i love gayle so much!she always has so many amusing stories to tell me.and now that she's a highflier,i'm entertained with stories of pilots and fellow stewardesses. from drinking with hk triads to scandals and seductions in e air. oohhoo. whatever happens at e cockpit,stays at the cockpit. so e two of us went crazy at mng again when elaine joined us. and we amused ourselves further by taking pictures while browsing thru e bra departments. gaylemyprettybaby has such bigbeautifuleyes. so electrifying arent they? that's my gorgeous stewardess. elaine's and my peepers seem so ridiculously small in comparison. oh yes. a particular paunch by e name of Ying Jr is just as amusing too. quite adorable too i must add if not i'm gonna be pinched by e Ying.
gayle and i had drinks at ochos and liberte at chijmes after that.drinking at former sch compound is such a treat! a night of too much beer i must say.gayle's male colleague and his friends joined us for drinks. we played this totally insane drinking game of 'I've never'. where dirtylittlesecrets and extremelykinkyexperiences were spilled for pleasure for all. funfunfunny! and the spilledsecrets are really too explicitlyillicit to be mentioned here, lest myblog might be stumbled upon if one's searching for perverselynaughtycontents on the searchengines.


and the weekend cldnt be anymore perfect than waking up to a loved one telling me how beauitiful i am to him. i must add that i look extremely grosse when i wake up. the morningbreath too is fwoah, not worth mentioning.


this week's gonna be fabulous albeit the schterm starting after the tooshort twoweeks break.with alvimylove returning to sg and i simply am dying to spend time with her. yes so much so that she'll get sick of me. and the verymuch anticipated dinner with ethel, with 4yrs of catchingup to do. i have millionsofthings to tell her. tons of mouthaction. cant wait!

slam your body down and wind me all ard.





while walking to e bus stop to catch e night rider after newsroombar, i heard a cheenapiangbeng pronounce terracotta, ie e one that four of us are posing with, as "teh-la-koo-tah".wahseh.i damn implessed leh.can plonounce so well ah.i really didnt want to turn ard to sneak a peek at him but i just had to.now i wish i didnt.
and i dont think i want to step into newsroombar ever again.





i wld have gone into e pool at km8 to have a dipdip+soaksoak+splishsplash if not for a certain inconvenience.e sun wasnt strong enough for a tan enhancement.oh well.heineken in e noon+munching on sandwiches made by cillia were quite a treat.


purr.
i love what absence can do to a person.
oh and by e way,granola bars make one hungrier and absolutely do not curb e appetite.
that's why i'm munching on two now.


time to raid e pantry again.

i know you're feeling me cos you like it like this.


the 21st was finally over and done with.


31stmay-the prebirthdaypartying


coccolatte.the company was fantabulous.i heard i did tons of crazyshit that night.skirtalmostpulledoff.revealing gs.podiumhogginghumping.misplacedhands.lustfuldeeds.oops.a little too explicit.tons of alcohol.loads of merrymaking.not that fun for most.it was gd while it lasted.
manythanks to all who came.
*manylovings.







*more




3rdjune-eve of thebirthday


i had the smashingest time with mel and elaine.my crazyass bitches.from drinks at this loveliest hiddenhideout called barstop. imitating this unappealing sexcretary who was desperately trying hard to seduce her boss by pouting her lips n squeezing e cleavage.to crazyfun at taboo.newfound "bestfriend" is this selfproclaimedSLUT: jimmy.he who loves to snog only angmohs n taught us how to shamelesslyseduce,ie by lifting up your top as you sway to e music.sexy!more alcohol of course came apouring.dancing under e shinydiscoball with all these reallyshinyhappyppl.real happy.where all inhibitions are shed.and may i add,attention was not on me for e first time.*ahem.yesyes humility is me.hands were kissed as greetings.birthdaysongs were sang in my ear by strangers who knew me not by my name,but as e birthdaygirl.i never danced any sexier.by vibrating even harder than a mulitspeed dildo turning anyone on faster than e miraculousbluepill+doing e mrbean thrusts n hands swinging in e opposite direction+dancing like robots.it was a nightful of laughters.
e only a pity:no pictures.cameraphones just arent tt good.




saturday4thjune-thebirthday


came home at 7am.woke up at 12 to bigloudbangs on the maindoor.the doorbell wasnt working dingdongnomore,so e deliveryboy was shouting "miss june(!!!!!)" so loud that it woke me up.i crawled out of bed so pissed that my beautyzzz was disrupted.and standing at e door was a deliveryboy with a glassvase full of 12 beautifulblueroses and a rather dodgylooking bluebear to match.sweetsurprise.frm e friend from boston.he called later asking if e deliveryboy sang me a birthdaysong,which e deliveryboy didnt.i dont blame him la.i greeted him with badmorningbreath+fbtshorts worn at the waist+some uglylooking singlet+squintingfrowns cos i wasnt wearing my glasses.who wld wanna sing birthdaysong for me looking like absolute pieceofpoo?
did i mention that i was suffering from the birthdayblues e entire wk?felt that on thebirthday itself.was even on e verge on cancelling dinner altogether because of certain ppl's absence.but i was so glad that i didnt.dinner at indochine waterfront restaurant was lovely.the atmosphere was intimate and cldnt be anymore perfect with te presence of leng and cillia.the restuarant felt like ours as we were e only ones dining indoors.the food was yums.the company i had was yummier.*burp.meal ended and the entire staff came out with a cake and sang me a birthdaysong.even e chef!awww.so sweet.
proceeded to drinks at bar opiume.even lovelier.three of us lounged on e blackcouches like lazylizards with buldgingbellies as the jazzband serenaded.in e midst of the maddeningrush, i felt this sudden peace frm within.this is living.wining and dining with two of my closestloves.i never felt happier.this is contentment.i may not have alot of flashy blingblings.but i have these preciousloves that dizzy me up with pricelesshappiness.







*more


pause.flabalert! check out my doublechin!i had to hide my buldging tummy with this lovelylavender top.which so happens to be a gift frm alvimylove.


so despite some detesting the mth of summerflinging and summerfuns, i'm loving it cos i'm celebrating me.this is the month to celebrate me.june is the month to celebrate june with june.
cheers!

so i have decided on the dresscode.


come dressed as the Girl/Boy from Ipanema enroute to COCCOmo.
think bossanova.sensuality.flowerchilds.flambuoyancyplease.bohochic.tons of flair.totally outre.merrymaking.gyratinghips.hiccupinghippies.
if all else fails, come dressed as any desirable LATTE flavor.vanilla.praline.rum.cinnamon.caramel.mocha.slurpishlysexy. as long as you arrive looking yummy and ultradelish and hardtoresist.


the prebirthdaycelebration.
31may
coccolatte
presales $14/tic.$16 at the door.
join me in celebrating my 21st!
we shall embrace my leap into womanhood together with tonsofbooze+boos.
make me happy by partying with me :)
let's rhumba!

at 5bucks per item, who cld refuse?
i totally lose it when i'm at fleas cos everything is just so cheap.
albeit secondhand, they're worth my every penny.
so timberlux, here i come!

and...





skinonskin contact brings abt incredible pain.
but i felt something much more intense than that.

especiallyforyou.
may days ahead be as lovely as you are.

so i thought i wanted a change.
for something better.
i laid my eyes on bob.
and i thought thebob was the one for me.
but now that i've got my heart's former desire,
i'm not sure so sure abt thebob anymore.
thebob and i don't look so good together.
somehow, i think thebob looks better with others than with me.
now that i've got thebob,
i don't think we're as compatible as i thought we wld be.
maybe i shd just give us time,
and give thebob some getting usedto.
but hey,
in time to come, i won't even want to live with thebob any longer.
so i rushed into things.
the fault is all mine.
and i'll have to live with my hasteposthaste of a decision.


plus,
i'm not even enjoying thebangs with thebob at all.
and faking it doesn't serve as a solution or an easy way out.
thebob doesn't make me feel as good as i wanted thebob to.
i don't oooh anymore. i arghh all e time.
i'm not liking/loving every waking moment with thebob.
and yes.
i cant wait to dump thebob.


longer is better.
for me, that is.

the blow


we might as well be strangers.
the wither of the belovedbotany.
once in fullbloom.the now-a sour staleness due to your imposed expiry.
whilst preferredperceptions are propagated by allthenoseynobodys,
misconstruedmishaps-harbored and born
ununderstoodtruths-developed and rippenedwithrot
i cldnt care less.
cldnt the least be bothered for they're hardly even significant.
basking under the askewedassumptions cast upon me,
thriving from the thoughts that're forming in these mindlessminds
perlustrating peeps and peeks that are thrown towards my direction.
and it was then
the unfortunate unearthing: that you were them
that spilled the shrouded squalidity.
how i had believed that you were one of utmostjust
reasoning with reasons
unjudgmental and unbiased.
for you knew me.
the innerme you managed to know of
as i shared with you my many insecurities.
how you used to calm me with your wisewords and soundserenity
the one i turned to in times of difficulties and moments of glee.
till the day the back was turned.and the love was lost and gone.
the purpose of this isnt to identify the source of cause or name the blame.
but an expression of the disappoinment and the isolation that has frayed the selvage.
to know that we wont be the same again
is desolation beyond any loss i have encountered by far.
for we wont be the same again,
we might as well be strangers.
if only we didnt develop that level of emotional intimacy we had
the talks the laughs we shared
the layers of pretense defense that you encouraged me to shed
all were good while they lasted.
and from the looks of the outcome,
we will be strangers.


as your eyes reach this part of the post,
we already are strangers.
pleased to have met you.
perhaps we shouldnt have.

i find myself wondering
what it wld be like
if i was yours for a day.


bite me pls.
for bearing such debauched thoughts.