Genrally, everyone is ashamed of me by association.

Whatever.

Depressive state sets in.

Past week has been relatively busy. With social events almost everyday.

Ana the Fat Maid left on Thursday.

I was left with the fucking laundry. I did as much as I could, as much as time allowed but I got fucking pissed off when Shorty refused to do her part and she was let off. The Father Figure did it for her instead.

WTF. I'm fucking angry and disappointed with The Tormentors, but what's new? I've lived with their biasedness for 21 years and there will only be more years of hell to come.

Saddened.

On a happier note, I was filmed on TV for just a couple seconds of screen time for some News Coverage last week, and they finally showed it last night. My Aunts saw me on TV. They texted me while I was busy doing make up for my company's Dinner and Dance.

Here's the badly filmed video if you're interested:




You'll see Shorty with her stupid green blanky and the voice of the Queen Bitch.

Dinner and Dance was pretty fun, with just a handful of us dressing up. But the handful took effort and we all looked really good. I'll post the pictures up when I finally get my hands on the pictures.

We got nominated for Best Dressed, of course, and we each got a cute white teddy bear.

The winner was a gay Indian Clerk and an aunty dressed in gawdy Arabian Nights costumes cuz we had to do a sing and dance which, sadly, I wasn't prepared for. Since when did the best dressed had to perform to get the prize? Pfft.

Fucking Stupid. It defeats the purpose of being the best dressed. Practically anyone with a fucking costume could be nominated then! And all they had to do was to do some fucking stupid dance to get the prize. Geez.

I pity those who bought a full set of costume.

On the way home after a fun night!

After Make up, before Hair.

At least the door gift was nice. A bear alarm cum USB multi port. Freaking cute.

The Bear Enjoys being Tied up and Poked.

The host for the night was pretty funny, and he took turns to interact with each of us.

MC: Do you know why you can never go into the Frozen Sections of supermarkets?

Me: No. Why?

MC: Because you're dressed so hot today you'll melt the whole Frozen Section!

ROFL.

Celebrated M's birthday with A and friends at Clark Quay after DnD and got her so tipsy I felt bad. LOL.

A got her home safely, I think.

Got home and managed to remove all 20++ pins in my hair, make up, and contact lenses.

I couldn't seem to wash out the hair spray in my hair though. LOL. Yvonne emptied like half a bottle of it on my hair and I smelt like J.A Hair Spray the whole damned night! Ugh.

Stupid girl.

Better off dead.

Inflammation sets in.

I don't know / don't wish to dress this cut.

I DID SOMETHING FUCKING STUPID.

I CUT MY WRIST 12 TIMES BUT NONE OF THE KNIVES AND SCISSORS WERE SHARP ENOUGH TO DRAW MUCH BLOOD.

FUCK.

A screw came loose.

HELLA-WEEN!!

On Saturday, I thought my Halloween was ruined.

Until Monish texted to say he will still make it for Halloween.

We met up with his posse at Cafe Iguana in Clark Quay to knock some back and celebrate this-guy-whose-name-I-forgot-but-this-is-the-second-year-we've-celebrated-Halloween-together's Birthday before heading off to Dbl O!

ROFL.

Knocked back shots like there was no tomorrow at Dbl O! Bumped (literally) into Reuben and a bunch of other PRCS peeps whose names I totally forgot. (SORRY!) while on the dance floor.

Grind grind dance dance.
(You know how it's like in a club. You don't expect people to do the Waltz.)

Knocked back more shots!!

Danced till 4am, headed back to Clark Quay, and tried to get a cab. Waited till 5am, texted David, because we'd agreed to meet up at Butter by hook or by crook when he came down to borrow my old lab coat as his costume.

(The lab coat is still with him. LOL.)

By the time I'd gotten myself a cab, he was still waiting for his cab at Tanjong Pagar, around Play!

=.=

Went over to pick him and Horny Boy (literally, because his costumes were full of HORNS) up before heading to Butter Factory.

By then it was 5 30am.

Went in anyway, because his belongings were at the counter and Horny Boy had to return his loaned costume. LOL.

Shared a glass before I decided to order a Flaming Lambourghini to end the day right. It was also relatively safe then to have a flaming drink because there was no jostling crowds or drunk fucks.

=D

Sat by the bridge till early morning before hailing a cab home.

Lost my pirate hat on the cab, I think.

We were so tired we just snoozed all the way home...

(I'll add in the pictures once all of them has uploaded the pictures on Facebook.)

P.S: E.T saw me on the train this morning, when I wasn't at my most alert. Heck, I could barely make conversation or think. But from my observation, I wonder if he has gone PALER. Perhaps from vomitting too much blood?

Fucked up Halloween with bad weather and no friends to go out with. There were many plans but all were cancelled.

Screwed Halloween

I don't blog often anymore, because I was never a blogspot blogger to begin with. Uploading pictures are a hassle and I'm just not mad about Blogspot.

I've yet to find a blogskin that I like.

I want a new camera, because the festive season is near, and social events are aplenty!

Alas, $300 - $500 for a gadget is too much for me.

And I might get to lazy bringing it around and end up not using it in the end. Which also explains why I do not own any MP3 players.

I'm too lazy to download new music into it.

Sian.

WORK has been boring. Auditing period is round the corner and our panties are all bunched up about it.

(Panties, because the lab is all female except for 2 men of which one could be considered Ah Kuah.)

I've a bunch of paper work to fill in cuz I'm new. Though eager to clear the paper work, I've no idea how to go about it.

I NEED THE S.O.P. !

Someone give me!

*sigh*

I CAN'T WAIT TO GO OUT WITH W.Q. TOMORROW!

I MISS HIM!!

The only guy (excluding ex boyfriends) I've ran to for a cry in the middle of the night. LOL.

Awkward, I suppose, in his position, but nonetheless he tries his best!

*ADVERT: WQ IS A VERY GOOD GUY!*

*I've yet to receive photos from Pauline's wedding. I dare say I looked pretty Trannylicious! LOL.