Thursday, September 28, 2006


I got 5 job offers in a day! Amazing no?

Okie wats up with people and their boogers??

Seriously.. I was enjoying my meal at BK with Joanne when this uncle next to us started to entertain us with his nose digging antics. I mean what is dinner without a lil dinner theatre? I just gestured wildly with my eyes to Joanne James, who didnt get what I was trying to say. By then I couldn't take it..Coz the bloody old man was digging..and digging and digging for a good full minute.. Like seriously..Dude..People are trying to EAT..

Then he did the unmentionable..He started rolling the offending piece of crap and then stared at it..Like really stare at it..You would have thought he had discovered a gold nugget in his nose. Then he popped it into his mouth!!!! *Gasps*

We're in BK la uncle..Why?? Why do you have to resort to eating crap outta ya nose? *Vomits* I started laa..I said in a REALLY loud voice, "Joanne, you have to see what this uncle is doing!! He's eating his nose crap..Look..Looooooooookkk!!!" Then when he ate his booger, I went "OMG now he just ate it..How GROSS and DISGUSTING..Look Joanne Looooooookkk".

Hehe..The poor girl was tearing and laughing..Coz that's what Joanne does when she laughs..She tears. I just kept giving the uncle dirty looks..But he is so sornakettathu that he didnt even budge.

Happy now Joanne? I'm apparently her only source of entertainment at work. Makes you wonder what she actually does at work right?? Hehehe..You know I laus you JJ..

*Sings You Got My Temperature Risin Like El Nino* That song has been stuck in my head all day. Though I only like that particular line in the entire song. On a happier note.. Happy Birthday Ket!!! Welcome to the 24's!!!

Wokay..Gtg take a cool shower..


Tuesday, September 26, 2006

This is for all my ladies who have thankfully lost all the cheating mofos in their lives..Its also for all the cheating mofos to realise we are so much more better off without your cheating asses..

It's not right ,but it's okay
I'm gonna make it anyway
Pack your bags up and leave
Don't you dare come
Running back to me
I'd rather be alone than unhappy

I've been through all this before
Don't think about it
Head on out that door
Things have got to change
You dont stand no chance boy
Don't you turn around
There's no more tears
Left here for you to see

Now is it really worth you going out with her?
See I'm moving on and I refuse to turn back


Sunday, September 24, 2006

Let me state again that Vijay is GOD of all things photographic..Hehe.. We took a shitload of pics at Sentosa together with Joanne and Sarasii..I like..I like!!

Now..I'm not a huge Surya fan..I mean he's a good actor and all..But my heart remains true to Vikram..But after watching Silendru Oru Kaadhal..I may be forced to do throgams to Vikram! Phwoarghhhhhhhhh... What a hottie.. Me and Joanne were practically drooling in the theatre..And we weren't the only ones. Every time he changed into a different outfit, you could hear the collective sighs of all the females in the theatre. Jothika's one lucky bitch.

Speaking of the theatres..We witnessed some SERIOUS making out during this movie..During a tamil movie..At yishun.. My goodness..This couple was going at it like horny teenagers..Oh wait, they probably were horny teenagers..But seriously, if you're gonna make out at least choose good seats..Not in the front of the theatre in full view of the rest of your fellow movie goers..And please do come up for air. I was getting worried for a while when they were liplocked for an entire song. To a point I wanted to throw some popcorn at them. Just to see if they were still alive.

Wokay wokay..Gtg watch another VCD..Sundays suck..


Wednesday, September 20, 2006

I love long bus rides..Seriously I do..I try to take buses everywhere..I hate the MRT..I love sitting next to the window,listening to my MP3 player and daydreaming the ride away..

So therefore I declare myself the expert on acceptable behaviour whilst travelling on public transportation. The following are NOT acceptable.

1) Blasting one's MP3 or phone ring tones.. Seriously dudes. I REALLY do not wanna know that the Teriyaki Boys is your current favourite ringtone..Nor do I wanna hear your mama playlist on your MP3 with delightful hits such as Goyang Goyang and Kokirikiri. Headphones are your friend. Use them wisely. Else I'll be forced to take your phone or MP3 player and throw it out of the moving bus.

2) Nose picking is disgusting wherever you do it. Especially when you're travelling with fellow humans. Wah liao..I really don't understand the need to dig and dig and dig. *Vomits* As if that isnt bad enough, these mofos then proceed to roll the offending piece of crap and either flick it offendingly close to the person next to them or even worse..They pop it into their mouth!!! *Screams in agony* Urghhh..Has nose crap suddenly become THE source for protein these day?? Is it even protein?? Bleh..I can't think straight with the mental images now.

3) Popping of pimples and squeezing of blackheads should be confined to the comforts of your toilets..Not in front of your fellow commuters. Contrary to popular belief, such acts are not a turn on. In fact I may be so repulsed, I might actually throw up in your lap. You've been warned.

4) Yes I understand the difficulties of young love. But still. Making out in a bus?? Seriously. Why? Singapore has soooo many parks and what nots..I do not need a front row ticket to the romantic escapades of Ms Secondary One and Mr Secondary Two. I may very well be forced to point out what you're doing wrong if I start getting antsy.

5) Kicking my seat is always a BIG no-no. Once..I'm cool..Twice I may think you are just getting comfortable..Thrice I may start thinking you have ADD and need constant attention. So don't blame me if I turn around and clunk you with my book.

6) Aunties and uncles of the world..I have yet to uncover the secrets of hitting the seat before placing one's precious butt on it. I see a seat..I make myself comfortable instantly. I take offence when I offer you a seat and you keep hitting it and waving a newspaper over it. I will give you the evil eye.

7) I love kids..I do..But not when they run around screaming at the top of their voices. "Mummmmmmmmyyyyy are we there yet??..Mummy this and mummy that". And I always seem to encounter these brats when I am extremely tired or having a bad headache. Mothers, I know you have the toughest job in the world, but you seriously need to control your kids or I will end up snarling at them which will result in unwanted tears and psychological scarring.

8) Secondary school kids with BO.. Yes I understand you are active kids with hormones and all. But it wouldnt kill you to apply a lil deodorant now and then.Especially after a sweaty basketball game.Or when you know you'll be boarding a crowded bus and might be interacting with the rest of the human species.

Okie..I'm done for now. Anyone else with other bus riding gripes?


Monday, September 18, 2006

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me...

Some days..I just feel so tired.. Tired of picking up the pieces of my life.. Tired of just trying to survive in this world that seems intent on trying to bring me down..Tired of trying to let things go..Tired of dealing with crap on a daily basis..Tired with listening to my own mindless mind-drivel..Tired of being me..

Then on those days.. I have friends who bring me to Hans to eat chocolate truffle cake..Friends who hate everyone I hate for no reason except for me hating them..Friends who will tell me everything will be alright though my life seems pretty fucked up to me..Friends who follow me to the gym even though they hate it..And I have a sister who gives me massages when she sees my 'I hate my life" look on my face, buys me chocolate when I'm PMSing and deals with my occasional 'bimbo' phases at home..

So I really shouldn complain..

Just that..

Those days.. Seem to happen ever so often these days..

If that even makes sense..


Wednesday, September 13, 2006

I cut my hair!! I cut my hair!! *Jumps around the room* Yes as you all know..When I'm stressed I do something to my hair. And my hair stylist FINALLY let me cut my hair short, the way I've always wanted. Shorter in the back and longer in front. Yay.. I like.. I was getting sick of looking like every other woman on the streets..

I finally club hopped on Friday..Lets see.. Went to Gotham for abit..Then headed to Amaran with Shanker.. *Happy Birthday Shanker!!*..After which Bar None with another friend.. Spontaneous clubbing always gives me a natural high..Though I couldnt handle any alcohol..Not much anyways..

It amazes me how much men lie..Its like effortless..And how they say what they don't mean..And how they twist their words around when faced with a situation..And how they love to play mindless mind games.. Oh well..You know what..I've truly accepted my single status..All this time, I realised I was just looking for love for the sake of being with someone..Coz I was afraid of the unknown. I just needed to be part of a couple. But now..Tats all over..I'm pretty happy just living my life the way it is. Why go looking for something when it should just happen naturally? Plus I realised I was looking in all the wrong places..So there..

Can I just say I adore Kamal?? His new movie is so fanfuckintastic laaa.. Though I will be wary of any male medical students from now on..*Runs away screaming*

Wokay wokay..Off to send more resumes out..


Friday, September 08, 2006

You all KNOW I'm just gonna keep on hitting delete..Whatever la mofos..I know its the internet and you have all the right to comment..But you all must be some sadistic-i have all the time in the world- motherfuckers to actually bother trying to hurt me.

Guess what..I am stronger than that..You think I havent had comments about my weight thrown at me before? It just doesnt matter to you ppl. You think you're so damn perfect?? I have never claimed that I am all that..Or that I am a toned gym buff..I do what I can and I am what I am..So deal with it or fuck off..

Sad little pieces of shits..

PS: You can still comment..I'm not scared..But I will just keep hitting delete..Coz after all..It is MY blog.. Muahahahahahaa..*evil laffter* Plus..Ever heard of karma??? You betta watch ya asses..Karma's a bitch when it comes around..


Wednesday, September 06, 2006

How I loved convocation!!! I was so nervous whilst I was getting ready at home..Plus wearing a sari just added on to my nerves.. All that was running through my mind was "Don't fall on stage Sumi..Just DON'T fall!!"

All those days of 3am project discussions, endless meetings, even more endless presentations, late night exam mugging, were all worth it just to see my parents' happy faces after I collected my degree..It was pure joy.

And all the endless photo taking! We were a mad bunch running here and there. Plus my family gave me this gorgeous bouquet of blood red roses! Awww..Cho chweet.

I thought I would look like a clown with the bloody mortar board..But strangely it didnt look all that bad. Maybe coz I was just too excited to see all my friends. We all looked so radiant and happy. After which we headed to Waruku for dinner..And then to Dbl O for drinks and dancing..Well mainly for drinks..Coz the music sucked..

The next day was Graduation Ball! At the M Hotel..Another day, another sari..Hehe.. Everyone was so dressed up..Pretty pretty girls! Another round of endless photo taking and mingling with friends.. It was kinda bittersweet. Coz it was the last official reason we had to get together as a big group. With everyone working, it will be bloody difficult to meet up anytime soon.

All in all, it was a good weekend. Though it was sooo bloody difficult to wake up on Sunday at 6am for my housewarming prayers.. *Yawn* After which I went for the procession at Novena. Tiring, tiring day..

Okie..I gtg fill in this 10 page application..Bleh.. Just realised I'm prob one of the VERY few of my graduating class who hasnt found a job yet.. Double Bleh..


(PS: You can click on the collages for a clearer view of the pics)