la bambina

2007-12-31T21:49:00.000+11:00

I HAVE MOVED HERE

2007-12-02T06:50:00.000+11:00

OFF TO THAILAND TILL THE TENTH,
WHOOPEE!!!

2007-11-30T17:25:00.000+11:00

I have been lying in bed dying for the past few days and I want to get better right fucking now. My head is throbbing, I've been breaking out in cold sweat, I'm starting to sound like a man again, my nose is blocked/runny (its a little confused), my hands are shaky...

And all I can think about is running down to Holland V for a nice mani-pedi before I leave for Thailand :/

2007-11-28T05:31:00.000+11:00

I need you.
To hold my hand when I'm afraid.
To wipe my tears away as they roll down my cheeks.
To re-assure me when I need assurance.
To provide the arms I can collapse into when life gets too tiring.
To love me when I feel like I can't love myself.
I need you beside me.

2007-11-28T05:18:00.000+11:00

One minute I feel like I'm about to explode with joy and happiness and everything seems hilarious and the next minute it seems like everything is wrong with the world and I get so easily agitated and angry over the littlest things. And going out late at night and roaming the city doesn't make me happy like it used to. The novelty of this city is gone. And each day is becoming a long, tiring struggle.

And sometimes, I would lie in bed and think about my HSC results and I would have an instantaneous panic attack. Beads of cold sweat will form on my forehead, I start hyperventilating, my heart beats so hard and fast it feels like I'm about to get a heart attack and my hands start to shake. The prospect of not getting into uni worries me, endlessly.

Inside I'm a mess. But on the outside I maintain a semi-cheerful demeanour.
But its getting tiring.

I need this holiday. I am this close to free-falling off the edge.

2007-11-26T05:58:00.000+11:00

In a week's time I would (hopefully) be in Koh Lanta with Nomsie, away from the hustle&bustle of the city, away from the noise and the pollution, away from the problems at home, away away away! Just me and Nom and pure unadulterated relaxation and opulent luxury at the Sri Lanta Resort. I CAN'T WAIT! Its the holiday I've been looking forward to all year :B

If you haven't caught it yet, Enchanted is just about the best movie in the world, IMO. I am absolutely head over heels in love with it! The music, the story, the characters (Hello Patrick Dempsey), everything about it is just wonderful (except for the pigeon thing that REALLY fucking freaked the shit out of me). It is a MUST WATCH!!! I rate it a 10 out of 5! But then again, you know me, I'm the head-in-the-clouds fairy-tale happily-ever-after princess-loving kind of girl. Anyway if you aren't watching it for the story, Patrick Dempsey is reason enough to catch it, no? ;)

Ok I'm off to dream princess dreams :)))))) Sleep tight kids. And Good Morning Australia! Congrats on Rudd and boohoo about Matt :(

Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now

2007-11-21T04:54:00.000+11:00

I close my eyes when I get too sad
I think thoughts that I know are bad
Close my eyes and I count to ten
Hope it's over when I open them
I hope my mom and I hope my dad
Will figure out why they get so mad
Close my eyes when I go to bed and I
Dream of angels who make me smile
I feel better when I hear them say that
Everything will be wonderful some day
Go to my room and I close my eyes
I make believe that I have a new life
I don't believe you when you say that
Everything will be wonderful some day
I just want my life to be the same
Just like it used to be
Somedays, I hate everything
I hate everything
Everyone and everything

Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now.

2007-11-20T19:10:00.000+11:00

Superlative Fun!

I am most likely to:
Know how to swear in twelve different languages
Google everything
Be distracted by shiny objects (ooh shiny!)
Live for chocolate
Have a closet full of ~~Manolo Blahniks~~ Christian Louboutins (in my dreams of course)
Use the word Superfluous correctly
Love good food. Yum.
Live abroad.
Cut class.
Giggity giggity giggity!
Cry After reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Be a drama queen
Overdose on Sushi
Turn to Wikipedia for all of life's questions
Wear out a pair of flipflops (duhh havis)
FORGET WHAT THEY WERE SAYING MID-SENTENCE
Text until they can't text no more
Sing in the shower
Owe you money (haha nom)
Find a sexual innuendo even if its not there

Okay fuck I should really go find something to do with myself.

2007-11-20T18:04:00.000+11:00

After all the late nights, walking around in high heels that bruise your toes, dancing, alcohol, unhealthy food- my body has decided to stage a protest and I have been in bed recuperating for the last two days. No knitting, no cross-stitching, just pure sleep! (and Gossip Girl episodes in between, lovesitbtw!)

Nom & Fang's trip to Singapore commenced

with them eating a whole pack of Pretz Larb in the aeroplane while a creepy man looked on.
Then it was off to Far East Plaza for a plate of Chicken Rice which turned out to be their staple meal for the next few days and on the way there we had to take The Mandatory Cab Photo

After which we indulged dinner of Crab cooked in EggYolk, Cereal Chicken (I only ate the cereal) and Sambal Stingray leaving Nom looking like this

and Fang disappeared amongst the bushes to make like a treetrunk

After an agonising wait for a cab and me tottering in high heels, we finally reached Cafe Del Mar where we sat and talked about Politics (?!), Marriage, Infidelity, Children and other serious matters with Mojitos and Pina Coladas in hand

After the not-so-nice drinks, we decided to go for Prata and there was a paparazzi camera following us along the way to the cab stand (!!!)

And so we posed for them with a message saying

Hear no evil, speak no evil and see no evil.
By which time the cab had already arrived and we headed to Spize for Cheese&Mushroom Prata, Roti Tissue and Horlicks and Milo Dinosaurs which made our already full stomachs expand further leaving us all sick and even full-er.

The next day we roamed around town taking touristy shots, ravishing more attention on the unpopular items because Nom said we have to be fair to everything and everyone

Of course, we also gave the M&Ms a chance

And I knew Nom was a head-turner but I never thought she'd stop traffic

And that she was into flowers

We had another dinner of crab noodles, chicken, and several other dishes and headed to Velvet for martinis and gin&tonics. Danced in Phuture for a good two hours before the crowd started to really annoy me and we got the hell out of there and headed to the Clinic at Cannery where we drank Fiji Water and I rested my aching feet and tired eyes on the "hospital bed" and watched the guy sitting next to us spew and nonchalantly walk away (what inconsiderate imbecile)

The Life Of The Sloth: Eat, Sleep and Eat while Sleeping

After The Sloth got up we rushed down for Andy Warhol's exhibition which got Fang a little excited

And we had dinner at Old Airport road before we went to Oosh (the nicest bar in Singapore IMO) where we had a bottle of Veuve Cliquot to celebrate old friendships + newfoundfriends + good times ahead

Went to MOS and danced for a bit and got a little bored so we settled on Coffee Club in town after heading to Eski Bar only to find that it was already closed. Singapore is awfully boring during the day and hectic during the night but I hope they had a good time anyway!
Now I'm back to being friendless and bored and hermit-y. Shall go find my knitting needles Susan & Tina and start knitting a scarf or something. Or make friends with the VideoEzy people. Or start my massive cross-stitch project. Or just rot on my bed.

P.S. I was wearing the same shirt cos I had nothing to wear- someone needs to do some shopping (i.e. me)

2007-11-16T07:41:00.000+11:00

Nom and Fang are here and we're having a hell of a time roaming around Singapore chilling @ bars, shopping and eating and eating and eating and oh, did I mention eating? If you see us creating havoc on the streets don't hesitate to say hello :) Okay its Four Forty Four AM in the morning and my brain has ceased to function. I should really drag my tired ass into the shower and collapse in bed because I have approximately 4 hours before we start the day and I desperately need my beauty sleep..... Anyway here comes the crucial question: Zouk or MOS tomorrow?
Hmm...
Good bye and good morning kiddos, rise & shine and watch the sunrise over the horizon while I snooze in Egyptian cotton xxx

2007-11-07T17:22:00.000+11:00

I'm finally done with my HSC!!!
and I'll be back in Singapore tomorrow afternoon!!!
So Zhi, if you are reading this- we're fucking hanging out tmr night :D

Wow it feels so surreal... I don't think its truly sunken in yet. No more boarding, no more school, nothing to do for a few months.............................................................. I think I'm going to enjoy myself =)

2007-10-28T14:24:00.000+11:00

I've finally found, what I've been looking for! ♥

2007-10-22T13:11:00.000+10:00

ENGLISH AND JAPANESE ARE OVERRRRRRRRRRRRR
MWAHAHAHHAAHHAHA.

2007-10-17T22:27:00.000+10:00

Okay the HSC is fucking nerve-wracking.

Anyway my mom told me to pray to the patron Saint of LOST CAUSES (the Saint I was named after- Saint Jude). Says something doesn't it? Haha!

WISH ME LUCK and tell the butterflies having fun fluttering around my tummy to go away.

2007-10-16T14:59:00.000+10:00

Okay its like ThirtyfuckingThree degrees celcius outside but the wind is blowing into this internet cafe and it feels like its fucking 10 degrees celcius. Anyway so much drama has happened over the last few days I feel compelled to blog about it. Okay maybe not thaaaaaaat much drama but here is what happened:

I have this teddy bear named Tumble (you might have seen him before) that I absolutely ADORE and he is the one thing that I'll never ever part with and I am extremely emotionally attached to him. Anyway a few days ago, he was lying innocently on the bed I've been sleeping on in the service apartment, happily wrapped up in the sheets and the maid negligently picked up all the sheets, wrapped him up and chucked him into the linen. Now of course, I had no idea this had happened until it was time for me to go to bed. I searched frantically for him and practically turned the whole house upside down but I couldn't find him. I panicked, dissolved in a river of tears and had a very fitful sleep that night. The next day, after hearing about what happened, the hotel people called up and said they found him and would send him back to me by lunchtime. So I heaved a huge sigh of relief and decided that my life has meaning again and I will no longer fling myself off the balcony. HOWEVER, come lunch time, this stupid ugly red bear comes back to me and I start panicking again realising that they found the wrong bear and Tumble was still missing somewhere. This being the case, I sunk into the depths of depression again and lost all appetite whatsover. I almost got myself ready for the fact Tumble and I might never see each other again and that my life would cease to be meaningful when the hotel people called again and said they might have possibly found Tumble. I ran downstairs with my fingers crossed and spied his cute little pink furry head peeking out from behind the counter and squealed with delight and proclaimed that my life did indeed have meaning again and that I would never ever let him go. We are now happily reunited and I am thinking of buying him his own cot in case this ever happens again.

Anyway my HSC is in TWO DAYS and yeah, I'm pretty fucked :)
Bye kids, treasure your teddy bears and make sure they never leave your sight unless you want your heart broken into a million pieces, twice.

2007-10-10T21:46:00.000+10:00

Hey kids,
My disappearing act is far from over. I'm still going to be deprived of the net for another month or so (until my fuckin' HSC ends and I'm back in Singapore) and I don't think I'll be blogging for awhile. So in case you were wondering how I have been...

Updates on life at the mo:
1. Year 12 is officially over for me! Yes, I have graduated!!! The last week of school was awesome. And the fact that I never have to go back to school for classes again is even more awesome :D
2. My parents have come to Sydney to give me moral support during this gruelling and painful period of my life. (Secretly I think they just want to make sure I'm studying)
3. My days are spent: sleeping, gymming, eating, studying, mucking around with the BF(bestfriend), eating, getting nagged at by parents, sleeping. FUN I KNOW.
4. I'm sick... for the millionth time this year. To add to my gastric problem, I know also am down with the flu and I sound like a man. Its hot.
5. Oh, I'm single too. My boyfriend and I broke up sometime ago.
6. Ummmmmm. I'm going to fail my HSC.
7. OH and I'm coming back to Singapore on the 7th of November. So Lyn, if you are reading this... can you clean my room for me before I come back :)))))) And I want my flowery sheets! The one with the babypink and white stripes on one side :) Thanks Lyn you're a champ :) And I think we should wash Tumble when I come back and get rid of all the junk in my room (I have ALOT).
8. OHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh AND JUDY NG IS TAKING PUBLIC FUCKIN TRANSPORT EVERYWHERE. Yeah. I'm talking TRAIN, BUSES and the good ol' WALKING BY fffOOT. No more taxis, its shocking. When I get back to Singapore though, my feet aren't even going to touch the inside of a bus or a train... I'm so over it. (I just sounded like a big brat didn't I? Oh well :))

Well thats my life in 8 points... Gee I sound like I'm having alot of fun. Actually, its not that bad. I'm pretty happy and content with the way my life is going right now. And I have a feeling I'm gonna be fuckin ecstatic when my HSC ends so yeah, I'm a happy little bunny :B

Anyway, keep safe, stay happy, don't do drugs, watch Grey's Anatomy and drink a flute of Moet on my behalf!

XOXOXO,
Bambi

2007-09-04T15:53:00.000+10:00

I have been meaning to do a post about my 18th birthday and its wonderful quiet celebrations for sometime now but I haven't found the time and patience to sit down and do up a pretty and well thought-up post. I have come to the conclusion that my 18th birthday celebrations were far too sacred and special for me to ruin them by attempting to describe them with my limited, ineloquent and uninteresting choice of words.

Words cannot express my utter gratitude and love for everyone who has made my 18th birthday special in even just the tiniest of ways. To those dearest to my heart, I truly and genuinely appreciated every little thing you did to make my 18th birthday an awesome one. I may not have had a big birthday bash that entailed a night of drunken, saucy fun, but I had many little special celebrations that were(are) worth more to me than an expensive club, loud thumping music, sweaty writhing bodies of friends, strangers and free flowing Moet could ever have been.

I am eighteen, have been for 13 days and I am absolutely contented and happy and surrounded with oodles of love and fanfuckingtastic friends. And you may see it differently, but no amount of Chanel 2.55s can ever buy this sort of happiness (but I guess they can buy a different kind of more superficial happiness so if anyone wants to give me one I'm not saying no ;))

I will litter this blog with pictures when I stop being a fat sleepy sloth :)

2007-08-13T17:03:00.000+10:00

Its Monday morning and I am lying in bed trying to get rid of a chesty cough that seems to have latched itself on to me ever since my night out with the girlies. And I'm also trying to ward off the runny-nose headache fever that usually come hand-in-hand with a chesty cough. Oh I hope this ruddy cough and all its little germs evacuate my tired body soon.

My Friday Night Out With The Girlies made me realise that:
1) The world is small. Extremely. Minute. Everyone. Is. Connected. Somehow. I thought strange coincidences only occurred in small Singapore. But Sydney has just disproved that theory.
2) I have NOTHING to wear. My money is gone, and yet I find myself stranded with 3 dresses, 2 of which are too formal to wear for a casual night out. A few teeshirts, plenty of boxers and no sexy tops to wear out. Where are my clothes?
3) Ploy is truly a good drinker. And I should really do something about the fact that I get extremely red whenever I drink.

Oh only 4 days till my boyfriend comes a-knocking! (Yes, surprise surprise I do have a boyfriend)
And only 9 days till yours truly turns Exciting Eighteen. Presents anyone? :)

Stay tuned, pictures soon!

2007-08-04T00:04:00.000+10:00

Feast Your Eyes...

Okay, okay, we were bored! But admit it, you've missed seeing photos on my blog :)

2007-08-01T20:02:00.000+10:00

MATHS TRIALS ON FRIDAY AND NO PRIZES FOR GUESSING WHO IS GOING TO FAIL WITH A CAPITAL FUCKING F =)

2007-07-23T20:17:00.000+10:00

Yes, you can hold my hand if you want to
Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds :)

image taken from gettyimages

2007-07-21T00:25:00.000+10:00

I'm back in Sydney and I will be for the next few months! And I'm already starting to feel homesick, which sucks major league time. I'm getting married tomorrow by the way! To my books, of course. So I'll be busy with the wedding and the honeymoon and I probably won't get to blog very often (I don't already, as it is). I'm sure its no loss though, seeing how I've misplaced my camera and my blog is once again suffering from a photo-drought until I 1) start taking photos & posting them 2) buy a new camera 3) scan our new neoprints in. And I don't think many people even read this space anyway. So until I have something to blog about, or until I get a new camera, I probably won't be back here for awhile. But don't abandon this space altogether! Because I might just change my mind...
Till then, take care, keep safe, be happy and remember: be eco-friendly!

2007-07-16T06:27:00.000+10:00

The past two weeks back home have flown by too quickly and I'll be on the plane on the way back to depressing Sydney tomorrow and back to the grind on Wednesday. Although I feel as though I haven't actually achieved anything remotely substantial this holiday, I have thoroughly enjoyed myself and I am extremely reluctant to leave the place I call my home. During this too-short two week break, I have: maxed out my debit card by buying anything I fancy, put on about 10kg from going around discovering new eateries and letting my little taste buds have a whale of a time, made wonderful new friends, lost my precious Canon Ixus 65 (!!! :(), had a few heartwarming surprises, been stressed out by a certain extremely unreasonable tutoring centre boss all the way from Sydney, made deeper and stronger connections with a few people who are very dear to me and experienced karma in the worst way possible. Not everything that has happened over the past few weeks have been positive, but the positive things overpowered the negative and I'm still the chirpy, loud and happy hippo I've always been.

I don't have many pictures, because I don't have my camera, but here are a few for now. A new camera as an 18th birthday present would be more than welcome so generous strangers/friends/relatives, here is your chance to buy Judy a camera so she can litter her drab and mundane blog with pictures of her exciting life :) :

Ok I lied, I have no photos of my two week break in Singapore that I have yet to post. BUY ME A CAMERA SOMEBODY!!!

Okay, the next time I blog will be when I'm back in my cosy little room in my cosy little boarding school in cosy little Saint Catherines. Oh please shoot me. See you in November, Singapura, don't miss me too much!

2007-07-15T04:00:00.000+10:00

"That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest"
Henry David Thoreau

This quote struck a raw nerve within me, seeing how increasingly materialistic I'm becoming. Perhaps its time to change my spendthrift, luxury-comes-first ways... I get so consumed by materialistic pleasures and caught up with consumerism in society that I forget that money does not come easy and I often overlook the value of money.

My mind is cluttered with epiphany after epiphany. Oh Henry David Thoreau, you are a fucking genius! Thank you for bringing me back down to earth.

2007-07-14T05:52:00.000+10:00

FUCK FRIDAY THE FUCKING 13TH.
TODAY IS JUST ABOUT THE WORST DAY IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

1) MY NEW ALEXANDER MCQUEEN SCARF GOT RUINED IN THE WASH
2) I LOST MY FAIRLY NEW AND VERY PRECIOUS CANON DIGITAL IXUS 65 @ ZOUK
3) MY TUTORING CENTRE IS GOING TO KICK MY FAT ASS OUT AND I'VE ALREADY PAID THE ENTIRE FEE. THEREFORE IF THEY REALLY DO KICK MY FAT ASS OUT, I'LL LOSE ALOT OF MONEY. AND MY PARENTS WILL KILL ME.
4) HAD ANOTHER ARGUMENT WITH SOMEONE WHO MEANS ALOT TO ME.
5) BROKE A VERY NICE BOY'S HEART THUS CAUSING HIM TO LOOK SUPER DEPRESSED AND THUS MAKING ME FEEL TERRIBLY GUILTY

FUCK FUCK FUCK
TODAY IS THE WORST DAY EVER...
PLEASE DON'T LET IT GET ANY WORSE.
GONNA CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP NOW BYE.