Choices

Current Status: Revising at Chimmercharlie’s place

But I wasn’t about 2 hours ago… hurhurhur

The mission: Get Muck Up Day Costumes has been completed! I’m going to match Chimmercharlie, Manders and Pheebers. I won’t say WHAT our costume/s is/are… but it’s going to be good :3

I’ve also been looking at Prom Dresses with my mum and have found a few potentials (yay!). Furthermore- I tried on a Cinderella dress at the costume shop and although it wasn’t amazing (I have a photo somewhere) it was better than nothing. I felt like a princess in it- it was like a big kid’s princess dress (sort of like the ones that mums make for their kids…). I’ll upload a picture later if I can…

Prom and Muck Up Day have had me preoccupied for the last 2 days. Muck Up Day is LESS THAN A WEEK AWAY!! I can’t believe my last 4 and a half days of school are finally here!

o.O

Also. I finished the first half of Buffy Season 4 and desperately want to get my hands on the second half of the season. I’ve tried to swear off Supernatural for the next 33 days (well I actually started yesterday… then promptly watched episode 13 of Season 3), but I can see it being very hard. I don’t know what will be harder- watching the Winchester boys suffer… or NOT watching them. Ugh. The hard decisions we fangirls must make.

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Mum’s Home

Mum's Home

So naturally I run as far as I possibly can in the other direction. She’s barely been back 5 hours and we’ve already had a monster fight (my throat is so sore…). Ugh. I knew this would happen. I really don’t see myself getting a Muck Up Day costume OR a Prom Dress. Mumzilla is on the loose and there really isn’t anything I can do about it.

She’s insulted me in every possible manner in the space of one “conversation”. I really don’t think I’ll cope with her being back. We get under each other’s skins and tear each other down.

IT’S SO FRUSTRATING.

I’m with Chimmercharlie now so I’m trying to chill out and focus. I just want to bury reality already. Study is actually an attractive option in comparison to going home- and I don’t mean “study” (the: we’re watching Supernatural lol), I mean STUDY study (as in actually LEARNING things).

I’m so over being 18.

And pre-grad.

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A Surplus of Bad Moods

A Surplus of Bad Moods

So I’ve had a lovely day today! I really have! I went home yesterday and had dinner with the fam and said bye to dad. Then I was invited out with Pheebers to buy her prom dress with her and look around for one for me…

…AND WE FOUND ONE!

I really like it (dare I say love it? :P) and I want to try it on again and show some more people because it’s nearly perfect (far more perfect than I’m expecting to find anywhere else).

Pheebers slept over last night and we watched “Wreck it Ralph” (FINALLY) and ordered McDonalds and all sorts of fun holiday stuff. We wound up going to bed at 3:40am-ish. Woke up at 10 or 11-ish and hung around all day just watching old music videos (I genuinely didn’t realise I knew so many Village People songs!).

At 3:30pm we called taxis and I headed to Chimmercharlie’s to crash her Biology tuition again and Pheebers went home. The tuition went really well! When it finished Chimmercharlie invited me to come out to dinner with her and Manders after my Maths tuition ended and I accepted.

Maths tuition came and went (ugh) and as I was saying goodbye to my tutor the home phone rings. This is where the day/night turns sour.

My mum’s been in Australia for the last week and a bit trying to find a house for when we move home in nearly 3 months. So far it’s been unsuccessful. Really unsuccessful. Everyone is stressing about it. She called earlier tonight while I was in the middle of tuition and my helper told her I’d gone out last night (neglected to mention I’d come home at a decent hour) and then that I was planning to go out for dinner after tuition. Mum- in the bad place that she is in- calls me the second my tuition ends SPECIFICALLY to take out her bad mood on me.

Seriously. Hormonal teenage girl. Maths tuition. Exams fast approaching. Phone call from a stressed out mother. Does she really think I’ll be all sunshine and buttercups on this end of the line?

She picked a fight. Naturally.

So here I am. No dinner. No food in the house FOR dinner (because I hadn’t asked my helper to prepare anything- *first world problems*) because I thought I’d be going OUT for dinner. AAAAND in a bad mood.

Would it KILL my mother to just CHILL THE FUCK OUT!?

I’m 18 for crying out loud! A fact she only thinks to acknowledge when it suits her best. Right now? Nope. Therefore I am a child and I need to do as she says. I can’t go out and meet my friends for dinner and see my dress- heaven forbid I should leave the house after 9pm! In SINGAPORE! Possibly the safest place ON EARTH!

GRRRAHHH!!!!!!!

It’s just so damn FRUSTRATING! I get that she’s stressed out and upset. I GET that. I really, REALLY do! But would it KILL her to just be nice on the phone? I was! I tried to be understanding and just say “ok- I won’t go” but she kept PUSHING it and so I started defending myself and it escalated into her saying: “I think I’ll come home tomorrow if you’re going to be immature”.

**TEARS OUT HAIR**

I really aguishfljgsnkbfd. I just want dinner. And friends. And a prom dress. And to not worry about exams. And have a house in Australia already. And not be a girl.

So I’ve surrendered. I’m sitting ALONE and with no food, watching “Buffy Season 4” because I just give up. I should be out with my friends who have WAITED UNTIL 9PM JUST SO I CAN EAT WITH THEM, but no. I’m sat at home because my mother is in such a bad mood that she has to go and yell at someone about it.

That’s what she does best. Picks fights and then acts like the victim. UGHHHHHHH!!!

Sometimes I really just can’t wait to move out already. In some respects it’ll just be so much friggin’ easier. If this is what she’s going to be like after I graduate then I quit. I’ll move in with someone else. I swear I will. I don’t understand why she can’t just make up her damn mind- am I child or an adult. Pick one and stick with it. Jeez.

I’m going to watch Buffy now and try to chill. Night all.

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Kicking the Bucket

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My laptop is very sick at the moment. The “mother-battery” (or whatever the guy at the epi-centre said) has some problems and I have to get it serviced… eeeesh! Do I do it now? Or after exams? He said it would take 3-4 working days and he could ask for it to be fast-tracked as a special case on top of that (I told him I had exams coming up). He was really nice about it.

My iPod is a goner too. Apparently they don’t fix iPods in Singapore. I’d have to get it replaced. *SIGH*

I guess if there’s nothing that can be done then there’s nothing to stop me having at it with tweezers to try and fix the damage (the charger port has been dented so I can’t plug it in to charge).

I have to go in to school later- just waiting for dad to get back from the airport, then he can drop me in.

While I was out I had a poke around a prom dress shop and came out empty handed. Such a shame. I need to get my Muck Up Day costume sorted too! It’s the Friday we go back!!! I know what I want to do… but one of my friends had a better idea the other day… I’ll get it done at some point over the break.

My sister is yet to send me her pictures from our night clubbing, but I got these two from Pheebers:

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Pheebers and I

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My sister and I

Being Irresponsible

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So last night I did a few things I really shouldn’t have. But lets start from the beginning…

Yesterday I had the medical lecture thing, it had its share of boring and funny parts (more funny than boring to be honest!). I didn’t realise such a large group of adults were coming with us. They’re all really nice and really funny, each has their own interesting story (one girl backpacked across 50 different countries because she was inspired by NatGeo- a lot of Asian countries, so it wouldn’t have been as mind-blowingly expensive as it sounds). She’s really nice, I think I might end up talking to her a lot on the trip.

So when that was over, Buiface (she’s going on the Ladakh trip with me so she was at the lecture too) and I went to buy my sister some filthy liquids (a.k.a. Smirnoff) because she gave me the money and was going to a party. We had froyo (yummm) and chatted for a while, but then she wanted to go shopping and I had to get the bottle to my sister so she could leave for the party.

While she was at the party, I went out to ‘Thai Express’ for dinner with two girlfriends. (I was half way to where we were going for dinner when I realised I’d left my keys at home and so I asked my sister to leave the doors unlocked or the keys out for me somewhere so I could get in later- I had no curfew and no idea what time I’d be home… the start of my irresponsibility- this plays a major part later. Anyway, my sister said yeah she’d leave keys out for me.) After that we MRT-ed it to Clarke Quay for drinks at Chuppitos, more friends joined us when we got there (including Chimmercharlie). I didn’t drink ’til Chimmercharlie showed up (then I had two shots because I’m getting braver/badass/embracing my adulthood or teenhood or whatever). I FOUND THE NAME OF THE SHOT I LIKE! It’s called the “Red Headed Slut”. I highly recommend it if you don’t like the taste of alcohol- I don’t like the taste and am highly aware of alcohol in drinks (people are lying when they say you can’t taste vodka), but I can hardly pick up the booze in this shot!

Anyway, after that we were approached and offered free entry and drinks at ‘Rebel’. Okay, anyone that lives in Singapore would know that ‘Rebel’ used to be attached to two other clubs- ‘Zirca’ and ‘Groove’. ‘Zirca’ is where anyone underaged goes (it was where I used to go- I loved it there! They had cages that moved up and down while you danced in them- SO MUCH FUN!) but because of that, people didn’t like going AND the police got involved once too many times and ‘Zirca’ was shut down. In fact, all three were. Or so I thought…

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Apparently ‘Rebel’ was reopened (but now the entrance is where ‘Zirca’s entrance used to be- such a mind-fuck for people that know the club. I don’t understand how they moved ‘Rebel’ INTO ‘Zirca’… argh I don’t know how to explain it. It’s just really confusing… it’s like they rotated the actual floorplan and didn’t knock anything down…. it’s just too much for my mind haha… But anyway. They did. Here’s the interior:

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It’s alright but there’s no moving cages… and in the case of last night… no people. Haha. So we hung around there for about 10 minutes (we had VIP stamps so we waited for it to get a bit exciting… it didn’t. Then again, it wasn’t really late yet).

Chimmercharlie then proclaimed that she wanted shots so her, one of the guys and I all left for Chuppitos again. I had two shots (yum) and then Chimmercharlie and I decided to go back and leave the guys there (another guy friend joined us) and on the way back we bumped into the girls who went to Chuppitos while we went to the bridge to prowl (the bridge is basically this “catwalk” where groups of people sit on the sides of the bridge and check out the girls walking through, at the same time the girls are walking through looking for hot guys to start talking to). We didn’t see anyone that we desperately wanted to go and talk to BUT we did get approached by a guy in a suit who offered us free entry and drinks at ‘Le Noir’.

Okay. Let me give you some background on ‘Le Noir’. Up until last night I’d never been because it’s supposedly really strict on I.D. (which isn’t a problem for me anymore) and because it’s where the teachers go clubbing. That’s my main reason for avoiding it. It’s where the teachers go. Seeing as the kids at my school have pretty much taken over every other club at Clarke Quay, I avoid ‘Le Noir’ out of respect for the teachers. There really isn’t anywhere else they can go. I always thought it was massively swanky and gorgeous on the inside. All the windows are blacked out and so all you can see from outside are the lights. ‘Le Noir’ is known for being a place for pretty people and I always thought it was out of my league.

So here was this guy telling us he could get us free entry! So of course we went with him.

I was surprised as hell when we got in. Not at the fact we’d gotten in, I’m 18 now, come on. No, I was surprised because it was TINY… and I mean tiny.

‘Zirca’ was huge! I mean, it’s three clubs combined, it had a massive dance floor right in the middle of the club. I thought it was great! Then I was “upgraded” to Attica (I always thought ‘Zirca’ was better than ‘Attica’ because it’s a waaay nicer space) because I was of age. ‘Attica’, I’ve always complained, is tiny. The dancefloor would probably fit 25 people… 50 at a crush… It has two floors so I guess that makes it okay, but I don’t like ‘Attica’ as much as I liked ‘Zirca’. BUT GOODNESS- if ‘Attica’ is small then ‘Le Noir’ is MIDGET. Seriously. I didn’t even see a dance floor. Maybe we didn’t explore it enough, but from where I stood there was no dancefloor. WHAT THE HELL IS THE POINT OF A CLUB WITH NO DANCEFLOOR?

Inside ‘Le Noir’:

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Look, I’m not saying it’s not luxurious. The interior is gorgeous! But it really came across as a club for older people (not OLD people… just older. Like teachers.). *Sigh* So that was a little disappointing.

After that Chimmercharlie and I sat on the bridge for 15 minutes before deciding to go home (the rest had already left- but out of 5 of them, 4 had gone to one of our guyfriend’s house). I texted my friend and asked if I could join them at his house (he lives a 5 minute walk away from my house so I wasn’t going miles out of my way), she said sure. Chimmercharlie had to go home though- she had tuition this morning- SUCKAAAA hahahahaha.

So I showed up at the house at about 1-1:30am? I can’t remember the exact time, I just know we left Clarke Quay at around 12:30-12:45… Whatever, it’s irrelevant. To pass the time we decided to play a few cheeky games. Let’s just say… I’m  glad I’ve known all these people for YEARS. Seriously. I’ve never laughed so hard. It was so much fun.

I’ve been given the new nickname “Supergirl”. It’s like the 5 of us are part of some sort of pact because we just look at each other and laugh knowingly.

So, so, so, so much fun. We swore that what happened in that room, STAYED in that room. So I’m not at liberty to share, unfortunately for you all 😉 haha

At 3am we called it quits and all went home.

So here’s where the night got… well… interesting to say the least. My sister had left the keys out for me. BUT the keys she left out only unlocked the gate and not the sliding door. Effectively, I was locked out. So I texted her about 500 times and when that didn’t work, I called her again and again and again. She had been up an hour before (I’d been texting her, she said she’d stay up until I got home). 

At about 3:30am I knew I had no other choice and I had to phone and wake up my helper.

I have no idea how much trouble I’m going to be in when my parents fly in tonight. Seriously. I had a story all lined up for my helper when she opened the door (my sister is now in on it too so hopefully our allied front will work against the wrath of my parents). I’m a little nervous, but I’m praying to whatever is out there that my helper doesn’t tell OR that my parents don’t kill me.

My sister felt so guilty that she did all the chores (including mine) and woke me up when I’d asked her to. I’m not furious with her, just a little miffed. I don’t know why I’m not more mad. I should be… but she felt so bad that I really can’t be mad at her. So now we’ve just got to wait for the fall out to hit.

I’m at school now, working. I have SO MUCH WORK due in tomorrow. Yesterday was a really bad idea (as far as responsibilities go)… and now I need to work my ASS off to fix this.

So yeah.

Hope my escapades last night made you smile, I had a blast! Time to work though!

At Last This Ghastly Day is Over

At Last This Ghastly Day is Over

So mum took me out for dinner and some shopping because we got bored sitting at home. It was really nice… until I nearly killed myself due to my dinner choice (congee at Takashimaya really isn’t that nice… and they put these weird ass peanuts on top! They didn’t *look* like peanuts so you can’t blame me for not recognising them…) So yeah, we took them out… I ate a bit of the congee, it tasted pretty ick and then my lips started tingling (for anyone that doesn’t know about anaphylactic shock- that’s not a good sign), so I stopped eating that and got some naan instead. 😛

The night was peppered with sightings of sickly sweet couples holding hands, the ladies holding bunches of flowers and or balloons in their other dainty palms. I don’t think I’ll ever go shopping on Valentines ever again, I swear I’ve never noticed all the mini-bouquets before… Ugh

So when we got home I decided, you know what? I really feel like watching “Across the Universe” (because I didn’t the other night), and so I watched half of it by myself before mum came in and told me I needed to go to bed.

At which point, naturally, I sat down to write this post to you all before I go to bed… well, try to go to bed… I think the guilt of the lack of work might keep me up until I decide to be productive. Mind you I was up really late last night (3:30am…) and so I’m more than a bit tired now. Hmm. Who knows.

Tomorrow night is Chinese New Year celebrations with my friends then time to HIT DA CLUBS! RAISE DA ROOF! UN-TZ UN-TZ UN-TZ and all that… hahaha. Really excited, it’s been so long since I’ve danced!

Night all! 😀

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Nice Night

Nice Night

So after actually getting a teensy bit (yay!) of work done, we went out for dinner. First we stopped at a prom dress shop where the girls made me try on some pretty awful dresses… before the shop keepers actually surprised me with a black and gold one that I must remember to bring mum back to see at some point…

Then dinner at the hawker (yummm), I don’t think I’ve ever eaten such a huge bowl of Yong Tao Foo before… ever. Normal price, massive serve! Who am I to complain?! Haha!

After that we shopped around for some birthday presents (didn’t find any unfortunately), before finally winding up in a hipster store at the top of a mall somewhere. I know my sister shops there, which was a very good reason for me to NOT shop there, but it didn’t stop us/me.

I ended up buying these two pieces: an orange bandage skirt (love love love) and a green t-shirt dress (surprised me, I didn’t think I’d like it…). So yeah, they’re now hiding safely in my wardrobe so my parents don’t find them, haha. The girls and I all bought variations of the green dress to wear on the graduation trip (it’s a beach trip so it should fit in fine).

Now I’m off to finish the essay, I’m in a productive mood so with any luck I’ll be done by 1am! 🙂

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