Oh, Roxannee ♥.
on the face of it,

i'm kooky.


like a coffin nail ;



i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped. arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me.

4:26 AM, BECAUSE MY THEORY SAYS FLIRTING IS HEALTHY
Sunday, August 10, 2008


Bitch for the day.


Listen, I think i lost five pounds. No, correction. I had initially lost five pounds, but i think i just gained it all back by having that burger. Oh, temptation.

My dates for yesterday was supposed to be Adda, Fatt, Fasha, Ruz and Hidayah.
But i spent most of the day with Fasha. It was a last minute cancellation on Adda's part, and Ruz met us later on in the evening. Hidayah? It totally slipped my mind that she was parading for NDP, so she didnt make it. And Fatt left early. So, yeah.
Well, i'm telling you guys. The date was pretty exhausting.

Like, serious shit. I had no idea that the road to Marina Square through Esplanade would be CLOSED. So, we literally had to walk back, down to City Hall MRT, and through the underpass. Man, they should have placed signboards around, instead of making us walk to and fro without knowing that the roads are closed. Despite that, there weren't any blisters on my heels although i was wearing that problematic Everlast pumps! HAHA, i guess luck was on my side.

Then we lunched at this place, where Fasha and i became cleaners for awhile.
VERY GOOD SERVICE. KEEP IT UP.

Well, my theory says flirting is healthy, and there was alot going on today. HAHA.
A group of cute guys followed us for like, 10 minutes, and they were keeping a running commentary on us. I swear i heard voices keep repeating, "Where you guys heading to?" like ten times, but i was too immersed in my fed-upness to really give a damn. And the thing about those voices was that, it had an american slang to it. Ooooh, i like. HAHA.
And we only realised that it was us they were talking to when they went,
"Hey, girl with the umbrella. Where you guys heading to?"
You guessed right. Fastened tightly around my hand, long and hard- was an umbrella.
And when they said that, i was pretty much looking for a chance to just chunk the damn thing down the sidewalk. HAHA.
No, i'm lying. I turned- just to be friendly, and so i smiled at them.
When i turned back to the front, i wanted to hold on to the umbrella all the more. HAHAHA. Yes, they're adorable.

The three of us rammed into the crowd. (Literally RAMMED, i'm not exaggerating).
I was SO fed up with the crowd pushing me, and i went like,
"OH FARC. SERIOUS SHIT WE'RE WALKING HERE?"
And just behind me, i heard that same voice i initially heard, imitating me.
"YEAH, FARC."
hahahahahaahhaha. So unoriginal.

And then amidst the crowd, and the pushes and shoves people rewarded us for saying "excuse me" (hey thanks!), we stopped flirting.
My theory says flirting is healthy but flirting when you are in the middle of 20,000 people- is just purely insane.


Oh, and sure, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! (: