<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/35894070?origin\x3dhttp://emptinessfetish.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Saturday, February 24, 2007


-more than i ever expected-


my first hangover today. i swear i nearly passed out during work.
the extractions of molars were the caused of it all, and muffins were all i had yesterday night. that probably explained why i didn't feel all drank when i gulped down chivas and champagne, and so the alcohol effect kicked me REALLY hard when i went back home.
i tot i left the place at 4am, the sky was dark,then a little dragging by ben and moving various spots in my attempts to vomit..the next thing i know when i opened my eyes, it was 7am in the morning and i was sitting at the lift landing. what an awful sight. but, the nice boy did all he cud to make sure i was ok-i was in really good hands. :) thank you boy.
i struggled to go work at ten, only to realised that acting all gung-ho was not going to do anyone good. i squatted for almost half an hour and my head was throbbing. hangover sucks. and i can't eat cos i haven got my molars. and i can't breathe all that well. fark.
i'm so going to abstain. for a long long long time. i will do so.lay your bets.



| she whispered alone @ 8:56 PM|

__________

break my silence 0 comments

Wednesday, February 07, 2007


-toothless grin-


i think some dentists aint ethical.
i hope mine is.

i finally decided that doing braces will do me some good in my self esteem just like how xiaxue thinks her nose job is probably a boost to her esteem.
my teeth aint that imperfect, but becos i might be able to make it slightly perfect, i decided to give the dental clinic a visit.
the decision was overwhelmingly faster than i though it'll be. the dentist without looking at my teeth structure, explained the procedures in the usual braces-application. it worries me now that that was the case, but it worries me even more becos i've already committed to the 2years of looking like ugly duckling.i plucked out 2 teeth to make way for the other teeth waiting to stand in a straighter line. after new year, i've got to extract 2 more. a total of 4.ouch.
yes, it was. i could barely eat after the first 2 extraction and i felt so lethargic for no rhyme or reason.
and now my toothless grin looks ridiculous. and though i heard some encouragement fr my classmates when i went to school the next day. there were so many,"huh, y u do braces? your teeth not tat jialat"
oh sigh.
waste of money they said it was. my mum doesn't know about it as yet. so i'm bearin the costs in my stride. that explains why the workaholic is becoming more workaholic.

there's this pretty girl in my class. ha, i wonder if i'm becoming some lesbian or am i some closet lesbian. i find myself looking at her too often. JEALOUSY is the word. such flawless skin. ok, i sound alil psychotic here. its crazy.

beauty is in the eye of the beholder. where's mine?
i'm such a vainpot. and i really wish my mom was beautiful,so she could pass some comforting genes to me, save me of my hard-earned money.:(



| she whispered alone @ 3:00 PM|

__________

break my silence 0 comments


--


this is so cool.


Get more Free Flash Thoughts @flash-addict



| she whispered alone @ 2:56 PM|

__________

break my silence 0 comments

Friday, February 02, 2007


-in the middle of the night-


when loneliness sets in.
a life in its singular term.
a black shadow definition.
tim tams and ben&jerry.
the choco indulgence.
its time to quit the sweet tooth
and resign to what i call destiny.

i finally stopped clubbing on weds.
it feels good waking early on thursday feeling refreshed.
but still. work's draining every drop of wat's left in me.
school's in its mid. 5 weeks into the school, 10 weeks to the end of yr2.
time flies. it really does. a month into 2007, so far a gd year it seems.
although i lost quite alot of money gambling. ooops.

i just went shopping recently. if i'm not wrong. this month i burnt $300.
the gap shirt on the magazine is not to be missed,
though i doubt i'll look as good as the model
not even near comparable.
but the thot of owning the nice shirt.
ok. self satisfaction.
i'm a horrid shoppaholic.
disgusting compulsive disorder..save me someone save me.
shoppaholic and workaholic-work for money to shop. complements each other
a causation undefined.
i'm missing alot of lunch/dinner appointments. i find myself telling people,
soon soon. next week next week. something's wrong with my planning.
i actually took up more job commitments.
this might mean i've to give overseas exchange a miss. no,hongkong and the hunks.
wher art thou?

today i saw the tuition kid's dad. so cute, he looks like her older brother.
she's 14. and he looks 24. reminds me of dayan's dad and my own.
these days, fathers are looking younger and better looking too, and my own is ageing.
so forgetful and nagging.
fathers are gifts from heaven.
God send them as representatives of him.

xiang's bday was a blast. i celebrated hers with ah kow's at zouk.
didn't quite drink with her but she definitely got herself high.
ah kow was so drunk he went back early.
but i managed to steal a picture of him, seconds before he puked on my shoes.
i find quiet dinner more appropriate these days.

i'm becoming tamer.
good.
and quite a mugger too.
excellent.



| she whispered alone @ 1:21 AM|

__________

break my silence 1 comments