This was funny at first glance. But when you REALLY think about it... NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! Mamma mia let me go!
Our Ah Lian pictures. Took this months ago.. WE TRIED.
When we see Yippies
"I'm dating Jack Daniels and Calebs with Miss Niki Tine. Nachos with cocoa. Hey, to each his own."
Btw, i had to set this pic to full brightness and low contrast just so we can see Lamont's face. Uhm, and "barely there-rick" is the one behind Jack. I admit i rip off!
I realise magnets are so much fun when you're bored..
Haha.. F&G, this way! Haha oh man..
Listerine... =)
I just noticed Taina's giving the Up Yours sign. Up whose, baby? Elise reminds me of Kenny - mouthless.
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Sylvia
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October 11 1989
Am an endangered breed - IndoChine. (well, not really. We get around.)
Fav Artists: Regina Spektor, Cold War Kids, The Strokes, Damien Rice, The Shins, The Dresden Dolls, The Early November
Fav Movies: Crash, The Notebook, Running With Scissors, High Fidelity, The Dark Knight, Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist
Fav Books: Tuesdays With Morrie, 19 Minutes, The Catcher In The Rye, The Picture Of Dorian Gray
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
10:54 PM
OMA GAWD. THIS IS THE KOKKEST VIDEO EVER. IT WAS 4 AM (ACCORDING TO TAINA) WE WERE KOKKING OUT (YES, LEGIT TERM) TO EMINEM. KEEP IN MIND THAT I GOT DRUNK 7 HOURS BEFORE THIS AND I WAS STILL SIPPING SMIRNOFF & 7UPS UP TO THIS POINT. NOT. MY. FAULT. IT. WASN'T. ME. DO. NOT. JUDGE.
P.S.: This was part of the Kok Night, November 15th 2008.
Friday, November 21, 2008
4:12 PM
Gah. Things have been rough. Would it be terribly pathetic if I said a single email, an email that wasn't even meant for me, an email that I didn't even read thoroughly, was enough to mess me up and plague my brain for two weeks now?
It's not even about the damn email. It was the very mention of the Sender. Just there. In plain sight. Too easy. Not even trying. But how is it that I haven't had to see it all this time? Has this been going on all along and I - by chance - happened to come upon it? In other words, how the fuck long have I been dumb to it?
Worse, my mind wanders into the house of possibilities and scenarios of all that could happen.
I can't pry it off of my head. It is just there. It follows me to the shower, sits next to me on the train, badgers me at night when I try to get to sleep.
What is this shit. I need to stop. So tired of thinking. I rather spend a day with the medsoc woman. Tis that bad.
"Still things could be much worse Natural disasters on the evening news."
I think I need my best friend. Or a Smirnoff.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
10:46 PM
Met Jo after she was done working today. Did a delivery for the first time to some motor industrial building nearby. Scary ass place. I. Am. So. Glad. I. Didn't. Go. Alone. Whadda fuck. It was so TWILIGHT... zone.
First of all, we went in by the back way where it seemed all the mechanics and engineering stuff took place. So we had to take the cargo lift. But suddenly there were all these people there getting on the lift. Like random people you'd see at the mall - the regular uncles, aunties, bengs and lians, teens and 20 somethings. IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
Then we got on and some dude at the buttons asked which floor we were heading. I said "7", and he was like "Do you mind if we go to the 5th floor first?" Jo and me, with gaping mouths, "Huh.. Okay.." I asked, "Why?" "The lift can only go to one floor at a time." Jo went, "Okay." Like she got it immediately. Which made me even more confused. "Wait, huh? (pause) Can only press one button or wad?" "Ya." "?!?!?!"
And then EVERYONE GOT OFF at the 5th floor. THE WHOLE MOB. All the uncles and aunties, the bengs, and the 20 somethings went out, leaving us 2 in the huge kok lift. Who the fuck were these peeople?! Why were they there?! None of them were dressed for work! A couple of Aunties had shopping bags. WHAT is on the 5th floor?! I MUST KNOW.
The seventh floor seemed like an abandoned storey where the mafia would chain someone to a chair and light them on fire. Or where druggies would meet their dealers, =) in which case we'd have a location to shoot for our AP. So anyway, there were 2 locked doors and we thought we had it wrong until the Evan man opened one for us to reveal an immaculately white, true to form office. With plants and cubicles and everything. We entered a new dimension.
God, the place was creepy. It is limbo. *whispers* LIIIMMMBBOOO.
EVAN, DON'T YOU EVER ORDER FROM US AGAIN.
Seriously, where the fuck did all the people go?
Monday, November 17, 2008
11:01 PM
Remember, remember the 15th of November The Night of Kokness and Smirnoff with root beer
Hahaha. The plan was to go to Weekend Trip with Taina and act untouchable to the 2 kok people there. The plan was to get to the Party of The Year afterwards and meet cute boys (Bryan for me, i guess Casey/KCI? for Taina??? HAHA or Hat boy. But wait. No. I have Shan.. and Irene.). The plan was to get wasted. The plan was for this day - this epic, epic day - to rule over all the previous days of November.
The plan was NOT to sit on gritty floor off to the side and get pissed on the second fuggin drink while the KOK band played. Maybe I needed something to numb me. The plan was NOT to stumble into room and act crazy in front of the KOK couple. We were NOT supposed to go to the "5pm-to-8am-PARTY-OF-THE-YEAR" at 1am and find 30 people there. We were supposed to actually ATTEND the party.. but really, why would we have done that then? But i did get smashed.. tee hee.
Fuck i swear i cannot remember parts of the night. I know i laughed a lot. And I also know Taina laughed at me a lot. And we tortured Mok on skype till 2am. And put Shan through a worse ordeal till 4.15am I think. Then i couldn't get to sleep so I was just grinning in the dark. Which was creepy even for me. It was all very weird.
I don't know what we did the next day. Half was spent in Taina's room. 2-3hours at Macdonalds opp Parkway Parade. Waiting. For. Shan. Cos. He. Went. To. Marina Square. And after giving him more directions to Parkway.. Shan: Hey I'm across from the Macdonald's now. Sylvia: Ok. Click. Shan: I think I'm lost. Sylvia: *spasmed* Huh? Where are you? Shan: At the Macdonald's.. (smth smth) Dhoby Ghaut behind me. Sylvia: *speechless for 4 seconds* Uh okay. Can I call you back in a min? *SPASMED* (Was it cos of PARK MALL!?!?!?)
Went to the ZOuk flea market which was kinda O_O. People. Had talk. Important talk. Weird talk. Good talk. Then went home. I died in bed. Fuck i was up for 39hours.
OH OH!!!
THE GIRL IS REAL. THE GIRL IS REAL!!! SHE REAL!! SHE WAS STANDING THERE!! SHE IS TANGIBLE. I COULD SLAP HER AND IT WOULD MAKE CONTACT. A REAL GIRL!!! It made me so happy. And this was before I got drunk. =).