Aloha. Been some time since I last logged an entry. I came back to Singapore with a whole luggage of negativity because I had a pretty rough time during my last flight. Didn't feel like ranting online since my entry would be filled with alot of 'F' words. Not very polite.
I was being 'tekan-ed' by a Japanese obasan. She pissed me off so much I was literally shaking at some points. Another young Japanese crew told off this lousy obasan and hence, both of us were 'tekan-ed' during the flight. What to do when you are younger and against these joyless, mature women with no sex life? You swallow your anger and tolerate the best you can. Because at the end of the day, I go back to a warm, loving Loverboy and the obasan goes back to I dunno, her 20 cats. There is karma in this world!!! Bloody hell.
Anyway it had been a pretty exhausting one week. I haven't had sufficient days to spend 'me-time'. And I am sooooo sleepy because I slept so badly. I was up and around town most of the week but boy, it had been a REALLY spontaneous one week. I made a new friend while I was at the Asia Civilisations Musuem with Emo. He is probably a real-life incarnate of Jim Carrey's 'Yes Man' character. Wow, I'd never met anyone so filled with enthusiasm for everything. It was thanks to him we finally tried the G-Max at Clarke Quay.
We are no longer virgins!!!...of the G-Max. Try it if you dare. It's really fun once the carriage swings down. I was really pale up there though because I was so worried I would slip off the leather seats. I broke out in cold sweat. Not sure if I would do it for the second time. Well...maybe if the next ride is free. ;) But RocketJim totally recommends it!
Last Thursday, it was HerStory again (bah! At lousy Boiler Room) and since it was probably Emo's last, we decided to go in costume. As UNICEF's agents. Corny as hell lah. Only Emo can think of that, because she is Queen-Corn hehe. Nobody has the mood to dance when UNICEF's agents are around! Bahaha. Anyway that wasn't a problem since there wasn't anybody at Boiler Room that night!!
Bahahaha it was so empty my jaws had to drop. I think the dancers and waiters outnumbered the customers that night. I mainly sat there eating my fried platter and ignoring the offending chicken wings.
I don't know if it is just me but I think my forehead has a life of its own. It keeps growing....Maybe I do have Manchu blood and their receding hairline. :O
I think this is a damn great picture.
Isn't it amazing how mean women can be to other women?! Arg thinking about that Japanese auntie makes me angry again. I swear I'll never become such a joyless, bitter old woman. Someone needs to REALLY get laid. Bah humbug!
*thinks about new haircut to feel better*
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