so. this is a completely irrelevant post.

will just put headings on them, coz they are just so random.

Let's play dress up and scare the public
just thinking about how stupid we can be.
friends. these are the lawyers and doctors of the future, finding ways of amusing themselves on a tuesday night.

beeps: in shin's work clothes, shin: in my scrubs and labcoat, me: crazy jogger wannabe (complete with like 3 trackie zipup tops)

so, again. beeps trying to be a stern city wank.

shin: being retarded gay scrub nurse

me attempting to touch my toes, but i can't coz i'm only pretending to be a wannabe fitness freak.

with shin's neon shoes. and i don't care what anybody says, they look scary, and i will never wear them again.

oh, in case you were wondering where we dressed up to.

it was to a little okonomiyaki shop. and here are the pancakes to prove it.

speaking of pancakes. It's SHROVE TUESDAY.

so happy pancake day. =) remember they are best thin with lemon and sugar... hmmm mmm.

Where is shin now?

anyway. that was before shin started his new job is the faraway land of ipswich.

and because everyone asks where ipswich is, here's a map. it is far away. it's like 1h and 20 mins on the train. and that's excluding all the time that you have to travel to from my house to the train station (20 mins), and then the ipswich train station to the hospital (15 mins by taxi).

oh, and shin's flatmate, yaya (which apparently is john is arabic) is this huge bear of a man.

bear = hairy.

but anyway, shin has 6 little pots of herbs to keep him company in case the bear comes. i hear they don't like basil.

Like i said, no more shopping for me...

but.. courtesy of shin, i now have a new pair of slim fit jeans, which is like very very much.

god, i wanna be skinnier. (it's the touret's)

thank you baby for spending your precious weekend out with me, while i complained about the turkeyness of my thighs in skinny jeans.

like seriously, i look like my thighs exploded in cling film, and my lower legs, being so far away from my stomach, suffered from malnutrition.

and he actually laughed at me.

but finally found a suitable pair and bought it so as to shut my body dysmorphia syndrome out.

go see the mexika here.

Fever

Is the name of the RAG Fashion Show 2006.

All my friends who are here have to buy tickets. i don't care.

it is afterall only TEN QUID. and is in aid of those with terminal respiratory diseases (most probably self-inflicted from cigarettes. stupidiots.) aka The British Lung Foundation.

apparently, we have no clothes to wear. and so, i might have to actually scrounge around for clothes in personal stock and wear it on the night. poooooooooooo.

so, if you wanna see me shake my jellybigass (like roast beef, according to someone who loves me), then buy your tickets now.

chews, lyds, fran.. and the whole FC. you are all buying tickets. from me.

Some things on the net

not that i would ever go for something like that, but isn't that actually quite cute?

please look at the goldfish one! it actually has a goldfish on it.

hahahahahaha

i LOVE hedkandi.

because all the girls are sooo hot (like, why can't i be a cartoon and have super big boobs and twiggy thighs?)

anyway, gonna get my hair cut (tomorrow!!), and hopefully, it will help me look more like a.. uh... rock chick.

with super big boobs and twiggy thighs.

I am looking for

also, can i just say that i need to speak to some of you.

just because i haven't in such a looooong time.

em: i found you already. can i please please link you?

huson: wtf. we need to talk. ok, am i scaring you? no, i don't mean to. just need to grill you, like i do.

nat: because bags and shoes will unite us forever.

chrissie: oi. where are you? and do you check email?

bitch: you ah. i never see you online anymore. can you just please come online and chat to me. i miss you!!

in case you're all wondering, i do miss singapore sometimes.

especially when the weather is cold like today (4deg max. and it's almost spring.) it's like frigid winters and intense summers, the inbetweeny months just disappeared.

but guess what? i will be home next year (which is really not that far away) from feb til may.. sometime then. for a long time.

and you know what that means? i want to go clubbing (bitch, hurry up and get your membership already. think you're not working hard enough with the flirting). i want to eat (i miss BTK fried tofu). i want to shop (nicc, you have to show me where all the good sales are).

oh, and i also want to spend some quality time with the friends i haven't seen in ages.

or please just drag your sunny arses here.

x Dancing around in nothing but skin

ps. i am in an unusually good mood. and i dunno why.