leapt through the year on a Friday

So technically this day only exists once every 4 years, hence, I thought I should write something, you know, the next 29th Feb would be 4 years later and god knows what would have happened to this blog or rather to me then. Maybe people do not blog anymore, perhaps there would be some new fab or probably I would have been dead. You never know... well in any case, bro, you know where to get the money (:

I slept for 11 hours last night, was so tired... yes from Mambo. Lovely. And guess what, I started coughing again, since Monday afternoon, and it just never got better, right now, I feel like digging my lungs out to disinfect. Urgh, can I be less gross? erm.. no.

Oh I mentioned to put a joke the next time I blog so here goes:

me: I'm too chicken to cut myself.
he: You should go to duck school.
me: Ya, I think I should first try on the Duck Tour, if I like it then I'll enroll into duck school.

Perhaps you are too adult to get the joke, it's okay, you are normal (: I just want to write it down. It's original. In case you are wondering what got us into that conversation about cutting myself, don't ask, trust me you don't want to know, and I'm not that murderous anymore. So I guess I'm tame no worries. No one is cutting anyone for any matter.

I didn't get to watch "There Will Be Blood" today ): wtf, left only one corner seat in the first row, there isn't much entertainment in Singapore seriously. I thought would be easier to get ticket for a person, I was wrong. I ended up doing retail therapy, how lovely.

Yes you are right, people put so much thought into life, planning and hoping, but life always throw people surprises out of the blue. We spend too much time worrying and hoping for things to turn out good when we have absolutely no control over it. So why get ourselves all worked up right? Money fucked everything up, seriously. The root of all evil? It's not a surprise at all.

Joanne has no idea how to end this. I'm screwed. I can't write in proper anymore ): please tell me I'm not getting more stupid by the seconds.

Love, piggy Joanne.

random raving

Been wanting to write much earlier, but kept procrastinating... I should have written an entry of VV but I think there's no need to. I miss VV2008 I miss NUS Choir, above all, I miss my friends (:

Every goodbye has not been easy and it will never be. Joanne will never get used to saying goodbyes, not to people who matter.

The daunting thought of number 25 has been haunting me for the past week... haha, Joanne is losing gripe of life me thinks. What a loser. I should totally die young, seriously.

Clinging onto the slightest hope is so tiring so much so it's making me numb. Perhaps it is good.

I apologize for my ego, my pride & my indifferences... but sometimes I just can't do it. I am mean, bitchy, but I do not pretend. What you see is the real thing.

Project LOVELY was lovely indeed.

Bitches are not easy to get along with but we are surviving fine, every mistake is a humor. Haha... with me around, people will just go crazy, I drive people mad. Yes I do have a driving license.

This is stupid, I miss listening to all the swear words, and today I am so pissed off I feel murderous. I am just fucking tired & fucking pissed off with work, with people, Joanne simply does not understand.

Watched 3 movies consecutive in 3 days. Friday night, p.s. I love you. disappointed with the show, read the book, it's so much better. Saturday evening, No Country for Old Men, good acting & movie, just that I don't really get Western accent sometimes. But no doubt a good show. Sunday afternoon, The Diving Bell & Butterfly, brilliant show, movie was shot from character eye's point of view, a sad movie.

All this lot is crap... one thing for sure, Joanne is becoming more stupid after started working. So help her please.

Hugs with love, Joanne piggy (: