Saturday, June 28, 2008

my name would be cool in the UK.

this week doesn't include it's lazy sunday because it's a lazy saturday (:
i woke up at 3pm and lazed till evening before i cleaned up and went down for tv and food. i think waking up late cocks up everything, because not only do i feel more tired than usual, but i also feel as hungry as hell. i've got projects and tests and everything next week and following weeks after but i'm deciding (on behalf on my non-working brain that has taken a break on this wonderous saturday) that today, i shan't give a crap.

and it's working out pretty well. hurhur.

tomorrow's the shoot for the newpaper (top20, support me!!) - with the car and i've been trying to find similar pictures but i guess, there aren't many available. unless you browse through guy car magazines with models and i think that would just make me seem lonely and lesbian. haha. not really in the mood for that today so i crashed on the couch all day with my secret stash of twisties. gotta love 'em! twisties cheers you up on the worst of days. :D

yesterday was okay as well. after school, i went down to collect the aldo shoes that we got from the newface (thank youuuuu) and then i went to go get my hair dyed at monsoon with some of the girls who were there already and who came afterwards. i'm now back to being a dark brunette. a really dark brunette. screw the blondes! hahaha shut up shahirah.

i have no idea what i'm gonna do after this. maybe more tv? more twisties. i need a holiday to prague right about now. good food. good wine. lots of food. lots & lots of wine. and a huge suite to bum around in. maybe bumming could be a career. in your dreams buddie. good night early saturday night.

btw:
singtel called, asking for my boyfriend because my line is under his name. so i told them i was holding on to the line.
then they told me that for the past 2-3 months, this lady has been calling, saying that there is no such person to whom the singtel bill has been addressed to (to my boyfriend's chinese name). i figured it was my mum. wait, no. IT IS.
apparently, my mum thought that some CHINA SYNDICATE has been sending his bill to our house, in hopes that we won't notice that his name was on the letter and that we would pay for it. so,

  1. my mum is crazy, LYZ(my boyfriend's name in it's initials, i will spare him his embaressment cause he thinks his chinese name is funny but i think its super cute) is not a fucking china name. there is a difference btwn the normal chinese and the China chinese. as you all know.
  2. why would a CHINA SYNDICATE send his singtel handphone bill to my house?!?!
  3. i quote mum when she said, "i checked the number and it wasn't yours!". her checking refers to the claim that she assumed my number started with 8 and not 9. it was in her contact list, and yes, it starts with the number 9.

so that's how my friday and saturday went. i need twisties now.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

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