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Saturday, June 7, 2008 7:09 PM
   weekend number 1 of the sloth program


found another obsession besides hell's kitchen. say hello to 30rock! yes i know i'm just a tad bit slow but you see, i rarely ever watch tv. or to put it more blatant, i don't watch tv. not that i don't have the time, i kinda prefer being online as opposed to mooching on the couch. you'd think it was bad enough that i already spend so much time online at work that i'm suckered in at home but no. ok. well yes. it's a habit that i'll need to break. i tried, with the whole del mar experience but that was another depressing episode and hence, i'll just stick to watching random shows on online streaming sites.

:)

it kills time. really. and i don't have to bother bout advertisements and other random nonsense that would otherwise spoil the whole experience. contemplating videologging but i look bad enough in pictures that i should spare everyone else the agony of looking at my really ugly mug.

in 3 days it'll be 15 days left to my birthday. i know the boyfriend has given up on trying to figure out what i want and hence has resorted to just getting a one night stay at a nice hotel and mooching there. guys don't really have that much originality. can't blame them. i don't suppose i'll actually take a day off from work because when you think about it, there isn't much that i can do. most people are busy or they forget that they have plans and make secondary plans and yadayadayada.

but since it's wednesday, i think i can afford to do a little partying on my own and grab random people to go mambo with me or something. hopefully. getting semi-pissed drunk sounds good as well. but not always advisable since we all have to trudge into work the following day anyway. so we see how la.

i think i missed out on the macbook promotion that singnet was offering. ho well. missed opportunities, again, just like the shop that i usually go to thread my eyebrows is closed on the weekends. which i clearly remember them not being closed but hey, it's ok. let's take it all in stride. so with random snacks found in the cupboard and episode 4 of 30rock completely uploaded, i bid ya'all a happy exciting weekend.

i'm determined to turn into a disgusting sloth. occasional running. should i go for paintball tomorrow? and my god, i didn't realise how quickly my account balance has fallen back to a 1. this is depressing. gyargh.

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Tuesday, April 22, 2008 6:16 PM
   61: woe to the hair


Not smoked since lunch. Craving for that nicotine hit. Soon soon. What with driving at 7:15 tonight and seeing ♥Trex; (hopefullyperhaps) later.

Boredom is truly, an understatement. Surfing FaceBook, Friendster and blogs and realizing how I let dull trivialities eat my life. There's that possible ray of light - events management - though I'm not too sure bout the perks and benefit. This is as stable as everything gets.

How did I exactly strain my back while running? Sigh. Every inch is aching. About 10 to 15 minutes till work ends, free to make my way through the packed underground (like sardines!) towards Gombak. Gah. I just can't wait to get my practical over and done with so I won't waste evenings and weekend mornings going through routine.

Mental note to self: Don't forget how to parallel and vertical park.

Also, I butchered my fringe and hence look like a complete idiot. Nothing on this planet will save me. I hate my face. So much for losing weight. Grr. Plus got no rubberband to save me. Stupid bitch, why did she have to do what she did with the right side of my fringe?! &@^#

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