nocturnal affairs

i'm a nocturnal creature, by nature. if ever you were to see me in the morning [i am NOT a morning person], don't expect a cheery "Hi!" or even a half-smile. i'm most probably yawning or still asleep. i fall asleep in the computer lab, in the toilet (until the lights go off) while waiting for people, in class (very seldom), on the bus, on the train- point taken. it is one of (actually, the ONLY) reason i sometimes end up in woodlands when i miss that oh-so-pivotal bus stop at jk.

last week- i wrote about my ultra lucky day- but as it was 1.45 am my lucky day was over and the entry was lost by blogger. i met a classmate from photo class on 168. we exchanged a few words- more like he exchanged a few words with me, i was more interested in sleeping- which included my name and where i lived & which stop i got off at. i fell asleep. thank GOD he was nice enough to wake me up when it was my stop. i forgot whether i thanked him or not, i vaguely recall running down from the 2nd storey of the bus and begging the driver to let me out. thanks mud- no that's not a nickname i've given him, that's his real name/self-professed nickname.

so last night i logged on, being the perpetual msn-online person that i am. at 11.56 mind you, a time where most people log off OR are already nicely tucked in bed- snug as a bug in a rug. all at once, 5 people instant-messaged me. right smack in the middle of all the "hey's" "how are you's" and whatnots, i came to realise that they were all male & seniors. thus, i began the clicking-and-starting conversation process with various other people, upping the female quotient. i don't know what this has got to do with anything, but i just thought i'd give it a mention.

.troubled.so: i just realise something abt ur blog
.troubled.so: u dun put in 1 entry
.troubled.so: u put in MANY entires
food, glorio: what?
food, glorio: how did you know?
.troubled.so: zzzz
food, glorio: you read my blog?
.troubled.so: coz i usualy read it to fall asleep -.-
.troubled.so: lor soh queen
.troubled.so: so drama mama
food, glorio: -.-
food, glorio: idiot. haha

*ahem* so there it is. he made my mind tick too. when i get writer's block/the inability to write anything that makes sense or is worth reading, i leave it blank. then when the moment arrives, when my brain is amply stimulated, when the thoughts come rushing in- i write. simple as that. it could be 5 entries in one day, doesn't matter. you can't control your thoughts or time them even.

when they come, they come.

and in retort to his remark about the drama mama statement, i hang my head in shame- NOT! i acknowledge the fact that i might stretch the truth in some instances, i might even encourage not-telling-of-the-truth, i might be the most incredible busybody of our time, the biggest gossip queen of ADM- but hey whatever. i know that i'm a dramatic person by nature. my friends get this look on their face whenever i scream in excitement. they often look upon me as a source of embarrassment.

you guys claim to be so modern and open-minded. but in actual fact, you're JUST like your parents. constantly thinking about 'face' and 'mian zi'. if not, tell me- PRAYTELL (the mother's favourite word)- why you are so concerned about what other people think? i know i do, it gets to me sometimes. when people stare on the mrt, when people frown upon my clothing (even though i'm probably one of the more conservative ones left in my age group) [my family members, grandma included, always tell me to show some skin. my mother says i'm too conservative. now if I am not a good girl, WHO IS?] i'm a loud person, i think i was raised that way. when the phone rings, screams "MUMMY, IT'S YOUR CALL!" or "PICK UP THE PHOOOONNNNEEEE!" are often heard. so what if i'm a bit loud? why does it matter how loud i am to a bunch/crowd of people i don't know and never will?

if being loud was a crime, i'd be locked up by now.

honestly, i think the only person who is as loud/louder than me and proud of it is amanda lam shi min. and for that, I LOVE HER. i've never experienced such unabashed loudness. and i have to say, it's refreshing. i know alot of my friends- sorry you guys, but sometimes youall "shhhh" me and i get so annoyed. please don't stifle my loudness, it's part of my personality. i'm pretty sure you guys would agree that a soft-spoken me is just NOT RIGHT. right?

to sarah and broc: i know you don't read this so i shall say it/ and even if you did, i'll STILL say it. what's wrong with making references in my life to shows like Sex And The City and magazine articles? what is SO WRONG? come on. GIVE ME A BREAK. look at the way you are living YOUR life. serious. take a good look at the things you are the doing and the people you're on the verge of getting involved with. now, you honestly tell me if i'm committing some crime here. i think not. (less to broc than to sarah)

2 against 1 at insomnia was just not fair!

there is nothing criminal about admiring a lifestyle or wishing for something more...

today was a productive day. erm, besides the fact that i slept at 5am, turned off the alarm at 11am, woke up at 1.30pm, fell asleep and woke up again at 3pm and then had my brunch. okay, so it was semi-productive. but first i have to say this. i've discovered THE solution for an increase of productivity and efficiency in singapore. it's not possible unless i was God and Singapore was located nearer the Antartica, but.. i think i just mentioned the solution.

singapore is so hot. the heat makes us feel lazy and aggressive. i know i feel more PMSified when it's hotter. ice creams are just not meant for the hot weather, i only buy ice creams when it's cold. who likes an ice cream when it's dripping all over your hand? eww. stickyness factor- ALOT. it's cost efficient too. instead of airconditioning in shopping centres, we could have open-air malls instead. buses need not have aircon either. you see, it's weather cold enough to live without aircon, but not to the extent that we have to spend all that extra $ on heaters *grin*

the kind of weather i'm talking about is that kind of sweet breeze before it rains, without the actual rain. it's windy and a little on the chilly side plus the sun is nowhere in sight :) on days like those, i love to get all dressed up and head for a night out in town with the girlies.

BUT since i am not God, all i can do is talk about my sudden seizure of brain activity: i read the papers (not a common occurence) usually i just read LIFE!, i typed an email to CLEO about something i read in the papers, i did my psychology Quiz 4 online, and now i'm busy blogging my brains out- literally.

sigh. i've run out of interesting blogs to hop around to and read. everyone seems to have succumbed to 'Boredom in Singapore 101'

i know the pictures i posted of my room don't do it justice, but just FYI: you could place my room in the midst of all those pretend rooms' in the IKEA display and it'd fit right in. i worked hand-in-hand with the designers to create my darling of a room. with the dressing table, side tables, bed, lamp, cupboards- all from IKEA- to the custom made walk-in-wardrobe, L-shaped desk. i love my room because it's everything i want/wanted. i saw the bed and the lamp years ago in the catalog, oh by the way, i'm a serial IKEA catalog collector, then when the time came, i got it! short of a big starbucks armchair/beanbag, i wouldn't wish for anything more.

oh, 'cept maybe the change of the sun's location- it currently faces my window morningday&night. to pave the way for more sleep-in-sundays, lazy afternoons, languid evenings and chill-out nights.

song of choice for this evening: qing tian. by you-know-who.