Sizzling, much

I’ve been salivating (Ok, exaggerating a little) at hot female models and extremely pretty dresses the whole day. I simply ignored the fact that I have a computing module going on, a heck load of Vb codes to create and a power point slide to complete. I left it to my team mates, they must hate me so bad now. But hey! I slog my ass out during the cognitive and communication modules, and probably enterprise once in a while. So, not my fault bitcheszxzxz.

Anyway, the prices of the dresses are exorbitant. The cheaper ones I saw are at least £50.00, which is about S$150. And that, is excluding all the expensive shipping costs from the Uk back here, so on and so forth. I reckon the actual price I have to pay is approximately S$200 for a £50.00 dress. And I the ones that I really liked from a particular website is worst. Pictures to kill you.

These models are so fucking hot please. I’d kill to have such hots bods. I am so very serious. Look at those legs! Look at those collar bones! It’s just so unfair that so much hotness is concentrated in one single body. How I wish.

Ok back to the dresses, the average prices of these dresses in the pictures is like US$345. I think I’ll have to pay at least S$600 plus for those. And the last dress by Paul & Joe is like what, US$538? Zomg, I think I better stick to my usual pathetic Topshop clones before the idea of robbing a bank penetrates into my already warped enough mind. I should also continue oogling at the pictures plus hot bods to try appease my ragging wants. I need to marry a rich husband. I am sad to say that I am a material girl. :/

More pictures to come, more incessant rants about how much I want these. Sheesh, I should keep my wants in check.

Dizzy

I took away the previous post on the silly quizzes that associated me with nothing but laughter. Reason being, it spoils the whole outlook of my little journal. I couldn’t find a way to beautify it, so I just took it down and saved it in a corner.

I felt so sick the whole day. I felt as if my heart was in my head, pounding non-stop. Sore throat made me croaked little in class cause I didn’t really open my mouth to speak the whole time when I was in class. I was just downing lots and lots of water in a futile attempt to make my throat feel a tad better. I didn’t have any mood to do any work. And it doesn’t help at all when my school blasts the air-con as if it’s free of charge. Everyday feels like a mini winter. There can never be a hot moment when I am school because the whole place in infested with cold air. The only time that I didn’t feel that I was sick was during the lunch with Lester, Ikhlas and Steve.

One out of the only two consolations I have for myself this week is that I got another A for my computing/mathematical module and I didn’t screw up my communication module that badly. At least I got a decent B. You won’t know how much these daily grades mean to me, it really sweetened the bitter deal a whole lot.

The plan of going to the floor ball try outs after school was foiled due to certain unforeseen circumstances and suddenly everyone in the secksi gang had plans. Ironically, I didn’t want to head home straight after school because it was a Friday night. (I should be abandoning all plans and head home to sleep cause that’s what all sick people do) So I called up a couple of friends but one was really broke and the other already had plans.

I was contemplating whether to call nette or not because I just met up with her on Thursday. But I am so glad I did. I am not one for mushy stuff, but I really would like to say a mega thank you to my mega cool twinnie from Brian Molko’s megaphone. I had a great time with you consecutively for 2 days. Shop shop shop non-stop. I spent my entire fortune in a short span of two days. Oh whatever, May’s coming in like 3 days time? It was nice ending the week with you, bitch. Let’s see what will happen on Monday.

I feel like having muffins right now. My throat is definitely not up for it, but my mind is. Ahh, this sucks. I think I seriously need to get some rest right now. It’s 2 minutes to 2am. My head is starting to spin, and the stupid panadol doesn’t seem to help much. Bless me people. :/

I live to eat

Letters of Iwo jima with cousin today. That show was…filled with tons of suicidal Japs like what cousin said. I don’t understand why the soldiers who failed to protect their designated area would rather commit suicide there instead of going over to the other parts of the island to fight together with the rest of the soldiers. I mean it would be better if they had more soldiers to use, no?

Anyway, Smith’s chips are good. Much better than Lays\Ruffles. Try it!

I am officially a penniless ass. I’ve spent almost all my remaining pay on online shopping. I bought 5 tops, a pair of shoes & a pair of shorts in like 6 days. So on average I buy something everyday. I am just going to stay home until I get hired. Or else I can only head out if my dad decides to show some sympathy for his daughter who has no life because she’s so broke and throw me some money. Or by God’s divine intervention I’ll see money flying into my windows on a cold starry night. Wa lao, I am a pathetic shitzxzxzxzxz.

I am having a heck load of food cravings right now so I believe that I am really worn out. Because Yvonee says that you usually have food cravings with you’re tired. I shall list them down one by one. You know why? To make you hungry so that you cannot stick to your diet plans. Noooooooo.

01 Subway’s Italian B.M.T with extra pickles and honey mustard
02 Popiah, from anywhere.
03 Bedok North 85 Bah Chor Mee (I am always craving for bar chor mee)
04 Tom yam ban mian from parkway’s food court
05 Oyster egg at Geylang Lorong 9
06 Fresh oysters from Jack’s place
07 Bee hoon goreng with a sunny side up, from anywhere
08 Salmon caesar salad from Coffee Bean
09 Strawberry shortcake from Bakerzin
10 Caramel Frap from starbucks

Omg food. Cell tomorrow, see you loveliesssssss.