take me home

so i've been home and back. lovely short break before i hit the blardy books again! oops.

true enough, the parents ain't talking anymore. it's so predictable after all these years. i'm fine la. it's just great to see them talk, but even if they don't, i love them all the same. it'll just be a bonus, u know wat i mean..

so these few days i've been running around, getting all the shopping i crave for, meeting peeps, eating, researching on oz, and, err, seriously like nothing else leh. i swear time flies by when u're busy doing things u like. brr. din really have time to like relax n have some time to myself, to watch some tv or read a book or something.

stocked up quite abit of working n interview clothes. haha.. nope i dun have any interview invitations yet. duh, haven't even send out applications. queen of procrastination. so why am i so kiasu? well i just dun wanna fret in the event whereby i get called up for an interview sometime later n i gotta go last-minute hunting for proper clothes (really not easy to find for my size...argh). which brings me to the issue... what do u wear when u go for an interview?? in my opinion, long sleeve collared shirt, tucked into black/grey pants, with covered toe heels and a leather bag. hair clipped up. err my cousin insists on a blazer as well, and she added especially for govt jobs. which sounds weird to me leh. maybe blazer for some bank/corporate job. but govt jobs? the peeps there dun bother to dress up one leh. for me, think blazer's maybe a no no... anyway i like only have white, black, grey stuff for work leh... so boring can. i love colourful clothes, but i dun wanna turn up as a butterfly. hard to find coloured n still formal looking office wear. gosh, i'm gonna turn into a geeky office lady (OL) soon. sheeesh.

anyway shoe-hunting and bag-hunting wasn't so successful. covered toe shoes really hurt like mad. my red mondo pointy shoes gave me an experience quite akin to glass walking on saturday. sigh. at one point i had to beg thong to let me wear his havaianas for awhile but of cos he didn't. hmph. now i'm worried for work shoes. nice covered toes r usually the pointed or slightly pointed ones. but they're so painful!!! how to wear for the whole day?!

last night, i was nicely nestled in bed, preparing to read my book beside my bedside lamp, when suddenly, i looked up and saw something at the top area of my curtain. it's yellow-brown, fat, long, with a black spot at one tip, and i thought it's a giant worm. needless to say i jumped out of bed n called thong for help.. couldn't shout for my mum or dad cos it was 3am and they were sleeping. gosh. it always happen to me in my bedroom at home, always late at night, and i always have to call up thong who can't help me cos he's miles away. anyway upon closer look (slightly only la, din dare to go within one metre) n observation (it's not moving), i think it's a NEST. a nest!!!! 2, 3 weeks not in the room and a nest has found my bedroom a home??! so smart to build on my soft fluffy curtain somemore. now i've no idea wat insect it is la... the thought of it sickens me so much that i din dare to sleep in my room... my bed's right under the curtains so high chances the thing, or nest, could just drop into, goodness gracious, my mouth. so yeah, after some discussion with thong the best thing for me to do was to snuggle into mummy's bed. as usual. hehee. big baby. always sleeping with my mum after horror movies/insect in my room/scared for any reason. i think i woke her up. oops. i hate all these creepy crawlies adventures in my room. sighhhh.

anyway to end off, somebody got killed in the soup spoon at raffles city on sat!! big news for me cos it's a frequent hangout for thong n me on saturdays, at around 6, 7pm (the time the murder took place). goshhh... the news freaked me out. who would have imagined? out in the open (ok not very open since it's in the kitchen, but it's the soup spoon!), with so many customers out n about, at such a timing, saturday no less.... i can't imagine sitting there, slurping my soup when suddenly the staff there run out n shout that one of them got slashed by another... erm. hard to swallow the soup. been wanting to ask thong to go there soon... miss their soup. but honestly now i dun think i'll patron there for at least one year.

ok la... babes, my next post is dedicated to u!!