Thursday, November 24, 2005
summer diary
ah i was so busy moving, i forgot( totally!) about sim's birthday!! oh no, and liqi said there'll be a celebration tomorrow..gee, this sucks, but will find time to compensate ya?anyway, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVELY SIM!
i have this sudden urge to upload this picture of sim taken two years ago, with her favourite orange tee then and the infamous puerile "V"s, and since she is due to debut on national tv, this should allow some publicity. hahaha
there you go...
as of now, this post will be boring cos im bored, so so so bored that im utterly lost for ideas to spend the rest of my summer in brisbane. so i was saying, moving, yes, moving house literally drains the essence of the body.
this was my lovely bachelorette's pad in the city:
now it has been reduced to a shambling wreckage:
and this:
i think we really made a mess outta the apartment, the cleaning companies, especially the carpet cleaners, are going to have a hard time. tsk tsk tsk.
oh and look what i found..
i bought this in my first sem! still in the food cabinet! haha wanted to show sim but forgot to stash it in my samsonite when i went back in july. haha.. jielun looks ugly here, with stubbies on his chin and shit, yucks. eh, sim give you..your belated birthday present. wahaha.
ah, im supposed to be having roti prata now! ugh, frequent summer storms and the view outside trump's apartment further add on to my misery
so home, so singapore! boohoo..
and as if it isn't terrible enough, the first two weeks of summer will be spend waitingf for tuesday's blockbuster offer day, when dvds can be rented at insanely cheap AUD$1.95, so these are my week's supply:
there was a brief moment where jennifer aniston's breasts failed to escape from the cameras in a supposedly discreet sex scene. chey...
the worse thing about my summer refugee camp, is to share a toilet with two men. trump's apartment has two toilets, but we can't use the housemate's cos her mom is A BITCH who refuses to pay the apartment bond, exaggerates her daughter's complains and has a ridiculous husband who spout profanities like a muderous loanshark.
nevermind her.
the toilet seat is always up! they were never considerate to put down the seat for me when i need.
and they smell like me. otherwise, i smell like them. ah we all smell the same! pantened and johnsoned, which might also explain the recent tight bonding we shared. eews, how creepy.
damn, i should be sleeping, will be picnicking at the coast tomorrow. long drive, will be back on the 8th dec!
fuck at 1:25 AM
1 Comments
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at 3:52 AM
timtams said... ahahahahahahahahahahahahahah sim mama i have one of your orange tshirts tucked somewhere at home and in my loving memory!why does it feel like that picture is gg to make it the young/old or before/after celebrity page? oh fan club men, orange every mediacorp visit!
summer diarist, i only have eyes and time for that laugh-inducing picture. the rest of the diary shall be read tmr. more picts of potential appartments!