Wow, it's been more than a week since my last entry. Thou shalt not let thy weblog rot away.Don't blame me. I've lost the overwhelming urge to blog ever since I lost my precious wallet. I'm in mourning for my beautiful, brand new Volcom wallet. It's the most gorgeous wallet ever. It has this really cool graphic outline of a red-haired girl printed on it. Boo hoo hoo. Here's how much I lost - Wallet $39. IC- $100 to replace. Student card- $20 to replace. EZ-link card - Bout $10 to replace. POSB card- $5 to replace. $60 cash. So in total, I lost $234. Plus, the wallet itself is irreplaceable. It's sold out.
Just shoot me.
Looking at the police report doesn't help either.
Great to know how seriously the Singapore Police Force is treating this.
Why not just type the entire report in IRC language, why don't you?
I've been a on real unlucky streak ever since I lost my wallet.
1. The day after (Sat)
Went to the bank in the morning to replace my ATM card. Overslept. Strike 1. Spent an hour looking for my watch to no avail. Strike 2. Finally took a bus down to the nearest bank, at Jurong Pt, when I reached there, found the bank to be CLOSED FOR RENOVATION. Strike 3. So I took a bus down to the next nearest bank. Fine, queue up queue up, 10 million yrs later finally done. So when I passed by Jurong Pt on my way back, I realised that there was a big sign at the entrance of JP saying that the bank had been temporarily moved to Level 2 of the mall. Strike 4.
2. It turns out that I left my watch at my brother's place when I was there a few days ago. (This is a damn expensive watch by the way. And I can't function without a watch. I feel naked without my watch.) Wonderful. So I had to go down to my brother's place in freakin WOODLANDS (I live in Jurong) to get it. Strike 5. So anyway when I finally went down to get it, THE BATTERY WAS DEAD. I had to pay a whopping $16 to change the battery. GREAT. Strike 6.
3. A couple of days later. I purposely woke up early to go swimming. I thought hey, I could use the exercise. And get a glorious tan in the process. So I went all the way down to the pool at Buona Vista (I don't like to go to the nearby pool at Jurong East Complex, I always bump into people from sec sch there and it sucks.) So I sat there for no more than 20 minutes, WHEN IT STARTED TO RAIN. HEAVILY. Thunderstorm, mind you. Strike 7. So I waited in the shelter for about 10 mins, the rain didnt seem like it was going to stop, so fine. I showered, changed and left. Went to Holland V nearby. So then while I was sitting in Holland V having my lunch, suddenly....
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
4. While I was working.
During breaks. Kept spilling food on my WHITE uniform. The pants.
On my way home. Blurly (Is there such a word?) took the wrong train, ended up having to reach Jurong by the Woodlands line. Took me freaking 2 hours to reach home when it should have taken 1!
Strike 8483874823748927340109312!!!!
You tell me I'm not overreacting. All this happened in the span of ONE WEEK.
REALLY SUAY, OK?!
Yes, while I realise that this is nowhere as bad as the starving 5 year old AIDS-stricken kid in Africa.
BUT STILL.
I need some holy water. 4 leaf clovers. Rabbit's foot. ANYTHING! Good luck, come to me!!
By the way. I accidently did something to screw up the site's code, so the all the text in the sidebar and my previous entries have been changed to italics, making it difficult to read. I can't figure out how to fix it, bear with me here.
Anyway.
I've also been rather busy the past week. Working and stuff. For those not in the know, I spent the whole of last weekend working at a roadshow for Hoyu selling hair dye. (Er yeah, I don't know why but my friends laughed when they heard I was selling hair dye. Why, mama, why?)
You know, Hoyu as in Bigen? Bigen Prominous? That super atrocious ad some time back with the very cheeeeeeeeeeena Phyllis Quek declaring in purrfect English, "No TANKS, I'll use Prominous at home. Professional RESULS at home with Bigen Prominous." Oh, and Currensia too. That's the ad with the very gorgeous Denise Keller (who incidently looks really weird in the ad) flipping her hair like a deranged Cameron Diaz with like, 46 wind machines blowing at her.
Shall not bore everyone with the details. Let's just say that by the end of each 13-hour day for that torturous 3 days, my legs and feet felt like they were gonna be paralysed. And my back hurt like the 124th level of hell. I would imagine that this is the type of physical pain a heavily pregnant woman would face. I don't know why my feet hurt so badly this time, it's not like I haven't worked before. When I was working as a cashier previously, I would also be standing for the entire day. Maybe it's because the breaks were 1/2 hr this time around. Luckily I had Suyu, my partner in crime, to suffer together with. Somehow, we manage to get ourselves in "trouble" everywhere we go. This time was no exception. It was pretty funny. Very reminiscent of the wonderful times in class in Sec 4 when Mr Fong sent us to stand at opposite ends of the classroom. HA! Hilarious.
Taking photos when we really should be selling the crap out of that dye.
Suyu and I couldn't stop laughing at this lovely auntie sitting directly in front of us at BK. She's wearing a damned GOWN to Burger King. Classic example of aunties who shouldn't wear tight clothes. Please refer to her midsection. And (very) visible panty lines. And she kept removing her purple butterfly hairclip from her oily hair and putting it back again.
Shall not say anymore. A picture speaks a thousand words.
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I'm sorry. I know it's really mean to make fun of people like that. But HEY. If you saw her you would do the same too!!! Plus, we were bored shitless lah.
As you can see, we were very happy with ourselves at having sneaked off into the deserted food court downstairs to errrr... take a SHORT break.
Hoyu Girl, Version 2.0
(In case you don't get the joke, the vest is supposed to be unzipped and the string left untied.)
That's Denise Keller. She came down on the second day to bullshit people about the product. Ya. She's really gorgeous in real life. She's so skinny but she has muscles. Cos she does yoga.
I'm gonna make a sorta bimbotic comment now. She was wearing this outfit that I think is pretty cute. A really pretty beaded top, brilliantly mismatched (I'm not being sarcastic here) with jeans and Adidas Superstar sneakers.
I'll never be able to carry that off.
I think this is a pretty pointless entry.
I can't think of a witty way to end, so I'll just go with..........................
Hit me baby one more time!!!!!!!!!
Er... ya.
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"When you love someone
But it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones.
And I will try to fix you."
