i give up, this so-called decoy blog is still getting more hits than my actual blog urgh. anyway i am All Set to earn my keep around the house, plus i am getting bored out of my skull watching endless episodes of house and 30 rock, it’s gotten to the point where even working in NTUC is starting to sound interesting, anything outside of chase’s dubious accent and foreman’s googly eyes is pretty much gold to me. plus for the first time i got me a job that required an interview! probably because there were only just enough people who applied to fill the vacancies, but still WOOHOO man. now i get to work in the airport and become all excited at people taking off and landing and pilots striding past trailed by air hostesses frick la so exciting
rabid middle-aged fan:
these are some pictures i always keep in my wallet – there’s my oldest daughter… this one’s my second daughter… and here’s one of jermaine’s lips.
he’s so embarrassed! BAHAHAHA
so my dad won a night’s stay for two in rasa sentosa; they didnt trust me alone at home with a new tub of macadamia ice cream and two bags of doritos (to my dearest sister, if you read this: there are no chips. the chips are a lie.) so they snuck me into their room! and hid me under the blankets, and piled more pillows on top whenever someone trod heavily in the hallway, and then when the cleaners were on their lunch break they hijacked the laundry cart stuffed me in and we went for an afternoon gallivant, high jinks on the low beaches ooh la la.
mostly i lie (especially about the chips), but they did smuggle up intercontinental breakfast buffet in my mom’s bag the next morning HAHA two little pig sausages half a waffle plus a slightly mashed banana and i breakfasted like a queen, or at least a high-ranking handmaiden. the room was quite impressively called a deluxe hill view, and i must say the view of the hill was really very good, seeing as to how the balcony couldnt have been more than ten metres away from said hill:
and then we went on the luge, which my mom insisted on calling the lug, which caused me to spontaneously combust in embarrassment.
left a corner of my glasses to prove it’s me, was going for the bearded pirate look but in retrospect it looks like something hairy and black is eating my face.
my daddy! who defiantly went against the emphatic statements plastered all over his helmet and said that once is, in fact, enough.
and lastly but most importantly, today is Towel Day -
had to endure nosey questions from my mom and something from my dad about how tomorrow will be Tissue Paper Day, remember to stuff tissue in your nose and ears, but managed to walk around like that the whole day, am Proud 2 B G33k!
bill killed
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watched both kill bills today, for the first time im glad im wearing glasses so that if i ever get into a sword fight with a trained assassin and am in a bodylock with her she won’t be able to reach up and SNATCH OUT MY EYE AND THEN SQUASH IT BETWEEN HER TOES on account of my glasses blocking her fingers.
said best friend would like to clarify that NONE OF THE ABOVE HAPPENED, except perhaps maybe numbers one, seven and ten. (the AIDS thing really does not work, shockingly enough)
later in the day:
never bring me on a cruise, i will be very poor and reticent company on account of concentrating very hard on remembering the virtues of floors that stay where they are like good floors should, versus floors that yaw and pitch like good floors should not, and also trying not to vomit. on the other hand conversations abroad the high seas have brought to light the fact that my daddy was formerly part of the marine police, MY DADDY IS THE COOLEST DADDY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.
six more days to sne coming back! i will definitely be free on that day, because she is a Loser Returning From Lands Afar, and also because no one wants to hire me dammit
