I Feel So Lazy

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I could have blogged 100 times today… but I’m too lazy. Apathy had fallen over me and I can’t be bothered to shake it off.

Everything is just… meh.

I’m supposed to be going out clubbing in a few hours and I really can’t be bothered. I just want to dance with a hot guy and I know the chances of that are slim to none so I therefore have no motivation to go. I know that’s a bad reason to go clubbing but I don’t care.

Ughhhhhhhh.

Today was a bit of an adventure though. Very up and down-y.

When I woke up this morning I knew I had to work. I was really pumped and ready to work. However, I had to return the movies dad and I had borrowed earlier this week, so I did. Then I meandered over to the pharmacy and got some cotton buds… then I wandered over to the book store (they really shouldn’t have put the three damn shops next to each other) and LO- they were having a book sale! Books from $4 and up!

Naturally, I scoured the entire basket. No joke- I looked at every single title they had in the sale section (when I walked away, they piles were much tidier than when I’d walked in- thank you OCD) and wound up buying 3 books- “Sense, Sensibility and Sea Monsters”, “Emma” and “Persuasion”- for $12!!!!! ONLY $12!! I was chuffed with that, let me tell you! Haha!

To make the day even better, I bumped into my old Latin teacher and chatted with her for a while. She’s so lovely, it sucks that she doesn’t teach at the school anymore…

Anyway, after that I started my journey into school. Only I didn’t quiet get that far. I had planned to get a taxi to Holland Village (for those of you who don’t live in Singapore…. ummm… it’s sort of a tourist place… sort of… ummm… I’ll add a photo below) to get some food from the hawker before heading into school.

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But of course after my run of good luck that morning it had to go sour. It started raining. That means no taxis. Fine, that was fine. I was okay with that. This is Singapore. It rains all the time. I walked across the road and caught the bus, planning to get off near Holland Village. The bus was fairly crowded- but nothing impossible. Except for these two rat-bag children with their helper who got on just before me (I’m courteous like that) and they beeped on and just stood there. They completely blocked the entrance of the bus so that I had to stand by the driver. Just as we were about to arrive at Holland Village I started to push through them to get to the exit door- only for it to shut in my face as I beep off. The bus was bustling at this point and I couldn’t shout to the driver to let me off. The front door was open to let people on, but the back door was shut and I couldn’t get off.

I stood there like a lemming until the bus started moving again. I was furious. This little detour cost me about half an hour (in Singapore terms that’s a long time). AND it was raining so traffic was slower than usual. Eventually we got to a bus stop that I could jump off at and swap to the other side of the road to make my way back to the stop I was supposed to originally get to.

Maybe I should make something clear to non-Singaporeans. When it rains here- it doesn’t just rain a little. It rains a lot. We’re talking tropical storms here people. You step out of the shelter for even a second and you’re drenched. Soaked. Wet to the bone. With that in mind I shall proceed. Once I got off at Holland Village I had to try and shove the books into my backpack and pray it was waterproof because there’s no cover between the bus stop and the hawker. None. Ughhhhh.

I ran for it- got drenched- and thankfully didn’t slip over (flip-flops are a blessing and a curse here. Good because if it rains then whatever, it’s not like you’re ruining them. Bad because you fall over on everything). By the time I’d bought lunch… the rain had stopped. It took me about 5 minutes to buy lunch and the rain had completely stopped. I wanted to laugh and or punch something. If I want to look at it with a silver lining- at least the detour meant that I waited the rain out long enough for it to be no problem when trying to get a taxi after buying lunch (OUCH, would you LOOK at that bad english, haha).

So yeah. I got a cab pretty quickly after that.

But everything comes with a pinch of salt. My taxi driver was deaf. Not in the “oh he went the wrong way” kind of deaf. In the “he actually has no clue what I’m saying right now unless I shout and gesture wildly” kind of way. I had to cling to the front seat (I never sit in the front… I have no idea why not…) and point the direction to head in constantly (my arm was like the needle on a compass) in order to get to school.

*Sigh*

Anyway, I got to school. Sat with Chimmercharlie for a bit. Decided we were bored so we packed up and headed into the Music Dept. Sang a few songs from “Les Mis” really loud for a while… then started going through our operatic songs and danced around like fools. Went home. I had dinner and watched “Hyperdrive” with dad for a bit.

Which brings us up to date with now! 🙂

I am supposed to be going to Chimmercharlie’s for a sleepover tonight. I said I’d be at hers in around half an hour-ish. Oooops. That’s really not going to happen, haha. (If she’s reading this- SORRYYYYY hurhurhur!)

Uhmmm, yeah, we’re going to go clubbing and then tomorrow I’m crashing her tuition. Then back to school to work and THEN I GET TO WATCH “THE CROODS” WITH MY DAD!!!! 😀

Can’t wait to watch that movie again. Mmmmmmmmmmm :3

So yeah. I better go get ready! Byee! 🙂

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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!

Ready For The Day

Ready For The Day

Just about to get dressed and order a taxi to head over to tutor again, should be alright. The hard part will be getting her to focus. Poor kid has so much tuition, I worry if she’ll ever think for herself- or at least if her parents will ever let her think for herself.

It’s a strange society we live in here in Singapore. I’m sure it’s similar to any other society that is driven to be the best. There’s probably a whole lot of people in the world that are just like the people here in Singapore, but I’ve not heard much about them.

So the plan is to work, then go to school and do revision, then head out for sushi dinner with my friends. I’m quite excited for today, it’s going to be so lovely. 🙂

If this is what University is like then I swear I’m ready for it. I just need to improve my time management… and probably my ability to save up. Saving up for Greece is easy, but general savings… I’m not as good with that. I can save and save and save until I have $700 sitting there… then summer will come and BOOM all gone by the end of the holidays. It’s not a great way to earn and spend…

Oh well, I guess I’ll learn some day! 🙂

Gotta go! Write later! 🙂

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Morning Adventure

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Well this morning was anything but dull. Frustrating, maybe, but not dull.

Basically: mum walked into my room at 10 past 7 in the morning (I’m still not on good terms with her after yesterday’s little spat in the hairdresser- something that I could go into later but let’s be honest, no-one really cares :P) and said lol catcha and left with the car to go to her new coaching job over in Jurong (FYI- that’s miles away… well as far away as “miles” can be seeing as we’re in Singapore… a place that doesn’t even feature on a normal map…).

So my (annoying) sister and I were left to fend for ourselves to get to school. We tried calling cabs, in the end I was on the house phone, my sister on her handphone and even my dad calling from his phone to try and get us a cab. It was fruitless.

So we had no choice but to try and flag one on the road and when that too proved useless, we ran for the bus (which I was convinced wasn’t going to stop for us). Unfortunately for us though, we live around the corner from the main taxi/bus change-over/stop station and two stops down from where we got on, the bus driver got off. For ages.

At which point my sister turns to me and tells me we do in fact have a cab, and he’s meeting us at the next stop… and that he was already there. Patience is not a thing in abundance here in Singapore, so I was already thinking about how long it would take me to walk to school from the next stop, or where the stop after that was…

Bus driver came back at that point and we drove out… only to come to a complete stop at the traffic standstill scarcely a minute later.

Eventually we made it to the bus stop, only to discover our taxi was on the wrong side of the road, which, luckily for us, was easily fixed and we got him to U-turn back for us.

I’m now sat in the library, hiding. Frankly, wouldn’t you? If you knew your alternative was to sign in late and walk in to an assembly- late- about finances and how to handle your finances in Uni (in a country that you’re not even applying to?)?

Yeah, I thought not.

After that I have English, which I have no desire to show up for. So this is it, what my life has come to. I am officially skipping class for the very first time.

And I just got busted. Fuck my life.

Write later.

New Year! Welcome 2013!

WOOOO!

So I had no curfew tonight. I know. ME!

So it’s 4:45am and we’ve just walked in from the parties. What started as 2 parties quickly turned into another invite then back to the original party.

I’ve had SO MUCH FUN!

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! HAPPY 2013!!!!!!!

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Buiface, Chimmercharlie and I are all going to order food (probably Maccers) and then go to bed. What an awesome way to start 2013!!

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G’night/morning! 😀

Not Much Longer Now!

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More or less all packed now. Just have to put my carry-on bag sorted. All my errands are done, everyone is (kinda) happy, so it’s looking like it’s about to chill out here at home.

Only going to bring three subjects worth of revision (let’s be honest, that’s still far too much weight to be carrying on a plane but oh well)- Chemistry, Biology, and Philosophy. The bag is going to be heavy, I’m going to have to make it look lighter so that the ‘rents don’t tell me off.

There’s so much to bring, I’m actually a little worried as to how I’m going to make it all fit. I’ll make it happen though, come on! I’m an IB student! Haha. Ha. *Sigh*

Can’t believe I’m doing the death march into my last term of learning at school, then? Exams.

I’m so scared. So, so scared. But everyone is in the exact same (ish) boat as me so I can’t pity myself too much. Just suck it up and keep going…. Sounds so much easier in typing. :S

What else? Not really much I suppose.

Here’s to hoping there’s a cute english-speaking guy-that’s-interested-in-me on the marina! Fingers crossed for a 9-day-whirlwind-romance! Haha.

The taxi to the airport arrives in about an hour and a half if I’m not wrong… Didn’t get the chance to see my friend from overseas… That’s a bit of a shame, but I’ll see her when I’m back because she’s coming to the New Year’s Party with me!

Speaking of old friends and parties, I just remembered. Last night while I was at Avalon I bumped into one of my oldest friends from here in Singapore. When we went to hug hello she accidentally punched me in the mouth so now I have a bit of a fat bottom lip, teehee. Fun times. Yeah, it’s a short anecdote, but it’s funny nonetheless (well, to us it was at least :P).

That’s all I’ll write for now. Can’t think of anything else to share… I should really do an “informational” post soon, shouldn’t I? Hmmm, what on? I have put down a few suggestions for myself, but if there’s anything any of you would like to know about I’d love to do some research into it? ANYTHING ANCIENT GREEK MY FRIENDS!! 😀

Now. It’s time to smuggle some revision textbooks onto the plane! Ciao for now people! 🙂

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