did i mention i lost a pair of slippers already? i lost countless pairs of slippers already! ken got me slippers again yesterday and i am so going to keep them IN the house instead the rack. it's funny how i leave proper shoes outside the house while slip-ons are kept inside. ironic. in any case, i haven't met sam in quite a while and it was nice shopping with the boys yesterday. but i was rather like a maid - 'eh, help me get 34 leh', 'hold for me first', 'take for me 33', 'got water', 'you want to carry you carry lar'. instances like that made me feel like a maid but i was also miss fashion consultant - 'nice', 'eeyer, so ugly', 'too big lar, now fashion higher and tighter pants', 'tuck in nicer', 'why green', 'yah nice so retro, i like', 'don't wear so loose leh', 'this colour nicer.' rather interesting shopping trip yesterday, except that i went home with ONE paper bag, while the boys returned with SEVERAL paper bags. went to the re-furnished coffee club at hv yesterday, i think i prefer the old one, ambience was better and lighting was more romantic.
i love shopping but i prefer ken. :)

to all the people who think i'm just a childish temperamental bitch who gets sick and bored of everything around her in one week (with specific reference to the current job held now), you are right. i can't stand working and the only reason i am continuing is because the whole world is working too and there will be no one to accompany me when i quit. then, i may just disintegrate due to extreme loneliness. then again, march 5th is the concert i'm waiting for, a night out with my darlings. KENNNNNNETH. w h e r e



a r e
you?

each time the phone rings, i think it's you.
it always turns out otherwise.
good thing your bunk mate called.
he was so nice, informing me so i wouldn't be so worried.
i wonder how are you now.
you promised to call every night.
i know you can't tonight.
i wish you'd feel better.
i'm sorry i can't be there.

monday was quite an unexpected day. i went to work as usual, only to see that me and carine have been shifted upstairs to 31st floor (where people are more homely but i don't know why i prefer the eleventh floor where everyone is very much into their own affairs and you feel more at ease) and my id got revoked due to unforeseen circumstances, and i had to leave for the day (mind you, it was like only 9.30am). i walked around aimlessly, from millenia to suntec, to citylink, to raffles city, and took the mrt to dhoby ghaut and then to orchard. i watched alfie in the end, had subway in the cinema, then went to borders to read blink (this really interesting book on the mind) and shopped around the entire orchard for a birthday gift (i made a list of potential gifts for ken to choose) and finally, i got what i really wanted for so long. a good read. i browsed around kino waiting for something to catch my eye, ending up reading up on dreams and what they mean, about librans and aquarians and i paid for prozac nation, asked for it to be wrapped and i settled down in coffee bean with the ultimate, with the baby in my hands. it must be quite an old book already, published for almost ten years. it is really an intriguing book, i bring it along to office, on the mrt, in the bus, anywhere. it is funny how you want to keep reading it, yet you want to save the best bits for later on, that's how it works. i haven't had a good read in years. prozac nation.

all he has to do is smile
to make my heart go flutter
he carries me his style
just like a tru-blue rugger
fifteen months we've come
our hearts fixed into one
we will
enjoy some more autumns.

i miss you, ken.

bitch. i hate you.
although you and i have never met.
but your blog entries make me feel like puking.
i wish you would die.
then you will know where's heaven.
bloody bitch.
yes, i love to hate people.
especially you.

my job is so boring.
boring. boring. boring.
argh.
i want to go back to school.
really incredibly sick of work.
the strain on my throat, my voice, my brains is too much to take.
i can't wait to meet the girls for dinner on thurs!
i really cannot wait. i miss them so much.
in the meantime, whilst the girls serve to ease my aching pain, i still am waiting for saturday. i miss kenneth so much. i can't talk to him for the rest of the week. that sounds really pathetic. which i am lar.

if he were so great, why did he let so many die?
if he were so great, why did he let lost so many lives?
if he were so great, why isn't the world in a better peace?
if he were so great, if he were so great, we would all be in a world more so good.

i spent new year with ken and a rubber duckie. haha. although we didn't get anything done, just dinner at the pock fisherios, i had a good time. we had buffet breakfast at conrad and the view was fantastic, overlooking the entire cbd. too bad we slept pretty early, and i didn't get my toy princesses. anyone see capsule stations with disney princesses, please let me know. thanks.