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9:41AM

Had an ok weekend. Nothing special. On Saturday, helped BF wash his fish tank. Can you believe the water was so dirty and green you could not see the poor luohan at all? Visibility was zero. Washed the front porch as well, and gave the dog a bath. Dammit, I don't recall signing for housekeeping and chores when I entered the relationship.

Saturday night, we went clubbing, and BF's friends' crazy girlfriends dragged me up on the bartop to dance. I was mortified, as they wouldn't take no for an answer and about five people physically dragged me up on the bartop. It didn't help that I wasn't even dressed appropriately for clubbing and the girls beside me had their midriffs bared and looked oh so sexy. Aish. Plus, I wasn't even drunk.

Mood: Filled with Monday blues
Music: Nothing

1:34PM

Got into an argument with BF yesterday, but it ended all good. Good meaning I got my way as usual and I listened amusedly (with a stony face of course) to 20 minutes of grovelling. Then, being the gracious feline that i am, i forgave him. Hiaks. Who's your mummy?!!!

It's absolutely crazy that Fantasia, Latoya and Jennifer were in the bottom three of AI3 yesterday. I was bloody shocked. How the hell has John Stevens stayed in the competition so long?! Americans really have no clue what talent means. Just look at their adoration of William Hung. Ptooi. Oh, Singapore Idol auditions begin in June. That'll be a hoot.

Mood: Chilled out
Music: Nothing

1:14PM

My colleague pisses me off. She is the slowest eater i've ever seen. Have you ever seen anyone cut a fishball into 8 pieces and eat them one at a time? So, as usual, she was being her slow self today and since i had long finished my lunch, I bought The New Paper and was happily reading how Ranieri's men floundered on the pitch (a bit off topic here i know) when she got grumpy. A while back, she had told me how rude i was reading the newspapers and ignoring her. But, my dear tortoise, what the fuck do you expect me to do while you take forever to finish a bowl of noodles?! Phew, i feel better now.

OH, one more thing. Before we went down for lunch, she made a phone call and i told her i'd wait downstairs for her while having a smoke. She took nearly half and hour to get her fat ass downstairs, then decided she had to go to the toilet (which took another 10 minutes). Then, she had the nerve to ask me to buy her lunch, since i was already in the queue. KNN lah. NOW i feel much better.

Mood: Seethingly pissed off
Music: Maroon 5 - This Love

10:31AM

I'm sitting restlessly at my desk, trying to keep myself busy. My boss is on leave for yet another day, and doesn't seem to want to pick up my call. I can't progress without clearing a few things with him first. This leaves me with absolutely nothing to do, which is all good, but sitting at my desk for 8 hours doing nothing isn't exactly my idea of fun. He's prolly busy shagging his wife whilst i'm sitting here rotting.

What you don't know won't hurt you right? Abso-fucking-lutely. Yet, i know too much. I'm a clever bitch. I know things about you that you don't think I know. Goddamnit. And i DIDN'T need to know them. Now, I don't know what to think. Does all this make sense? I'm trying to say something without being too obvious, but i think i'm sounding like i'm suffering from dementia. Bah.

Mood: Bored
Music: The squeak'g of the printer

2:24PM

Since eons ago, i've found myself very critical of the Christians with their holier-than-thou attitudes. I hate it when they pester you to go to church, in their minds thinking that well be going straight down to hell when we die because we don't believe in what they do. And why did God have to sacrifice his son to wash away everyone's sins? This would inevitably lead to Christians thinking that they can get away with anything, because at the end of the day, the Almighty is forgiving and he will forgive you for all your sins and be able to pluck your harp blissfully in heaven when you die. Do not get me wrong. I have nothing against the religion, just the hypocrites who misinterpret the religion and give it a whole new meaning.

One thing i learned from life is that you always have to be careful with what you say. Never say you're never going to get married cos you'll end up the first to walk down the aisle. I've always said that i'll only date someone who's a free thinker or someone who is less than moderately religious. But hey, life is fucking ironic. It doesn't take a genius to figure out where this entry is heading towards. Yup, you should now know what my boyfriend's religion is.

Mood: Bored and restless
Music: Blink 182 - I Miss You

3:41PM

Becks finally confessed he had an affair? Somehow, despite his inability to keep his dick in his pants, nobody seems to be blaming him for his wrongdoings. Instead, the blame falls on poor Posh, Loos and whoever dared tarnish the blonde god's reputation. Isn't the world unfair? Not only did he betray his wife and his marriage, everyone seems to be heaping sympathy for the devil. Time and again, my point has been proven. No man, no matter how devoted he seems to his wife and kids, is able to resist temptation. And that pisses me off to no end.

I DELETED ANOTHER POST AGAIN! Why can't blogger idiot-proof the format. KNN.

Blink 182 - I Miss You

First Fight

Much to my delight, i had my first fight as a couple yesterday. I pouted, i sulked, i rolled my eyes, i gritted my teeth, i clenched my fists and it felt damn good. Now that the anticipation of the first fight is over, i breathed a sigh of relief. As usual, it was over something minor and i sorta blew my top for awhile. But hey, it's that time of the month, and i AM entitled to blow my top. Blame it on the hormones man. It ain't easy being a girl sometimes.

I love Saturdays cos you know it's still the weekend tomorrow. It's a downer waking up on Sundays and knowing you have a full five days of work ahead of you.

My silly dog thought he was a cow and chewed a whole load of grass when i brought him down for a walk. I wasn't surprised when he started heaving and a lump of grass plopped out of his mouth onto the ground. The poor soul. It must be hard being a cow trapped in a dog's body.

Mood: Mellow and sleepy
Music: Nothing

I miss Oz.

My trip to Oz was fantastic. I met up with old friends, made some new ones, partied, shopped, stuffed myself with food and came home 3 kg heavier. It was worth it though. I love melbourne. I love the little alleys in town with the quaintest cafes. I love lygon street where italian men actually woo you to come eat in their cafes. I love the fact that a $2 coin gives you 40 seconds to see a fat naked bitch wanking with a dildo.

Can you begin to love someone in a short span of time? i thought it was possible, now i'm not so sure. I guess mostly it's the idea of being in love that puts us in the illusion that we're in love.

Being one half of a couple isn't fun. I hate the fact that you have a responsibility towards that person. I hate the predictibility of a relationship. You know who you're gonna have dinner with tomorrow, the day after that and on the weekend. I hate the fact that I get pissed off sometimes, yet i'm unable to throw a tantrum because i realise i'm 23 yrs old and those days are over. Yet, when you're down and moody, you know there's someone you can turn to, someone who will give you a cuddle and make you smile.

Mood: Hot, flustered and cranky
Music: Brad Kane and Lea Salonga - We Could Be In Love