Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Of Leprad prinds....

Ms Singapore pleads for forgiveness for credit card fraud conviction?

Ooh..so she she has been buying leprad preens, zepra prinds in Orchard Road while wearing bikinis that BOOMS using illegal card...



In an interview, she said that she started stealing pokemon cards when she was younger because it gave her a sense of satisfaction.
Just hope she doesn't steal the crown la..




updates: she gives up her crown.. phew..

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The day I turned 24

Thank you to you who wished me happy birthday, who sang for me, who was forced to sing for me, who dedicated videos to me, who bought me flowers, who bought me cakes, cupcakes, who bought me birthday lunch....

Thank you my housemates, my buddies, my ex students, my facebook friends, my ex schoolmates, my uni friends and everyone else!
And thank you my banks for wishing me Happy Birthday :)

Thank you!!

And the celebration shall go on this weekend..
cheewah.. even the King's birthday celebration also not this long.

Ey people.. practice your song and choreographed dance ar...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A letter to Him

Dear God,

Today was a horrible day for me. Didn't You get my message this morning? Please tell me all these are for my own good. Assure me that everything will be okay, that I can pull through it no matter what. At least, lend me a little strength, a little determination, a little courage, a little wisdom, until I found mine...

Awaiting your reply.


Love,
Mable

Monday, September 14, 2009

....

I. am. tired. of. this.

I duno la.. i really don't know.. one day i like what i'm doing, the next day my face is as black as the charcoal. Wassup with me?

Friday, September 11, 2009

Last night

Mum called last night, asked me why didn't I call home for more than 1 week.


I told her I was busy with work, that's bullshit.. If I have the time to hunt 2 malls for a dress, I have the time to call her. It's just that every single time I call, or mum calls, the topic will always revert to me being a teacher, signing for posting. I was told last night, many people at home were asking me about my "teaching career".


I am tired of this already. Again and again I was asked, and again and again I gave the same answer, yet, 5 seconds later, I will still be bombarded with the same question. Is it me, or there is some kind of communication breakdown here?


I told the friend the other day, one reason why I want to be away from home is to be away from all those pressure.



All I want is a little encouragement, words of support, a little pat saying "Well done girl!"
It's never good enough, isn't it? No matter what I do. I will only be good enough when I do it their way...


Are they disappointing me or the other way around, me disappointing them?



**********

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays and dares to claim the sky.


But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.


The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.


The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.


But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.


The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.


-Maya Angelou (I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings)


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Thursday, September 3, 2009

Me Time

I will not get hurt... because I'm too selfish!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Rainy Monday

Woke up at 7.30 am, bathed and went back to bed until 8.30am :D
Was dead tired last night. Slept at 12pm and by the time I open my eyes, it was 6.30am already. Very unusual for me..

Had a wonderful weekend with the buddies up in Genting.

Something to remember:

1. Tested Angela's driving skill.. Yupe! u passed! Let's go to Cameron next :P
2. Practiced our French at the French Village vous lez vouz coucher avec moi?
3. Witnessed Oliver's mating call--- with the swan!
4. Dissapointed by the Japanese Garden.
5. Jennifer is officially unbrakable.
6. Walked for 1 km? in the 16 celcius strong wind temperature with short pants.. damn syiok!
7. Had coffee in the cold! Our dream~~~
8. Watched fireworks exploded above our heads.
9. OD on chicken balls, fish balls and pork ballsa and tom yum
10. Scared the shitz out of ourselves by engaging in horror stories !!!
11. Had Thai food, American and Italian "cuisine" in 2 days!
12. Went jogging right after we reached PJ to burn the calories.. then had KFC for supper hahahahha

I am not going to eat any more balls for the next 187364850 days.
Let's go somewhere this weekend, yes?