Yesterday, after a heated session with the cock-sucker again, my mood turned sour. The arse-brainer wanted to keep my contact name cards. It's not stated in my bloody contract that the contacts would be under her possession when i leave the company. And she dare throw my beautiful aluminium card holder on the floor because she was such a sore loser that i was getting the upper hand of the situation!!!!... F.u.c.k.i.n.g B.i.t.c.h. Well, she is holding on to my salary till the 9th so that she can exert her 'power' over my employment. Hah!... Looosseeerrrr... Wait till i tell the newspapers that she has her own naked pictures in her computer and that she blows her hubby underneath her office table. .. ..
Don't ask.. but maybe you could read it in the newspapers soon. Hehe.
Well, after that horrible morning, and after I had consoled myself that she can't do anything to me cause she claimed that everything underneath her office roof is hers - and that includes the stuff in the computer (she said there was porn inside my computer... gosh.. are my pictures considered 18SX??... .. -.. hmm. maybe i could earn some side income... . *blinks*) - poor idiot. nothing else to penalise me. Boo - hoo. Hope your company dies and rot in the most sadistic way possible ever.
I stayed at home after that.. and then i got news that i have FINALLY graduated with my bloody IT Degree from QUT!!!!!!!!.... .. Yessssss... after the two whole days of depressing news, I was finally out from the pits of hell. Yar.. everyone is invited to my graduation - next year in March/April. hehehehe. (but yar. the bitch then emailed my university telling them that the certified copy of my final subject certificate is not valid. but i sorted that our smoothly by telling my university that my ex-boss is paranoid and that i would re-fax them another copy.. ).
PPppFFfFfFftttTtTt ...... ... ... some people are just lame losers.
Yar. Anyway. I celebrated my unemployment and graduation with my mummy at Burger King's. It was raining like dinosaurs and hippopptamus' and i was running across the street in my ultimately short TopShop mini skirt much to the amusement of some passers' by. .. .. .. What..??? haven't seen girl run across street in mini skirt wan arrrr??? Kampung la you all..
*Hsiang Yi and her best friend, Mee Teng*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Well, Hsiang Yi wanted me to join her for a drinking session at Bar Flam (which incidentally, was one of the places where me and my loverboy were during the conference). with some of her guy friends. But i felt i wasn't up to it. I was missing my boyboy .. and i didn't want to meet any other strangers. And i didn't feel like getting pissed drunk. So, she negotiatied for a drink and dinner at a place near my home.
I have known her for.. ... .. like... 10 years!!.. That's... wow... long. But only recently we got closer, I guess.. since we started working in nearly the same line. She talked about her colleagues, and i listened.. and sometimes put in a word or two.. (most of the time referring to my loverboy... i had abruptly left him when were were chatting online prior to that in the middle of..... an interesting chat session.. and I was missing him... as usual) . And we shared some opinions about some.. intriguing issues.
I lead a life of happy go lucky. And she does too. She agrees to one night stands and non-comitted relationships. I, on the other hand, disagree to both opinions and that my pride and love for myself would definately be in the way if i were to lose my 'V' to some street guy that i met an hour ago at a club. I.. don't think i could go into a relationship 50/50. I know it's.. .. weird but.. that is how my heart wants it to be. Even when I was in Brisbane, single and available.
... Clubbing in Brisbane was a breeze. I could have thrown a rock from my apartment balcony and it would land smack right in the middle of the nearest life band playing at the open air pub/club. (yarrr.. and then someone would come up to my apartment floor, and i'd blink innocently.. and point to my housemate "he diddit!!!... spank him!! "). I would walk out from my apartment at 11pm at night, alone, to the nearest club which played my favourite RnB and Trance mixes. It would always be full of ang mohs, and the rare asian guys or even ABCs (australia born chinese). Well, they are not... . extremely cute. They were just.. . Average. Maybe I was used to seeing so many cute guys at once and my brain interpretations went amok.
I would queue up, and they would ALWAYS check my ID cause i looked like some young ... teenager... clubber-wannabe. And they would ALWAYS think that I am japanese for some odd reason. 'Moshi Moshi' they'd go. And i'd say. 'no, i am not japanese and you only say that when you are picking up a phone and not a chick'.
I only bring 3 things with me. My EftPOS card (something like a direct debit card), 18+ card (a card to prove that you are of legal age to do anything and everything to endanger your life and that you are responsible if you mess things up.. .. er.. and its a card to let you into clubs too.) and my apartment key (which i would stuff it at the band of my skirt and hoping that i won't fall. the cards go into the side of my bra. .. ... .. whatttt?... boobs are useful!!!... )
I didn't find a need to carry money. Because I know I would definately get a free drink or two from some.. approving guys. I got used to the attention. A single girl, in a club, all alone. Gosh. It scares me now, to think about it. so many things could have happened to me. But all i wanted to do was to get high on a few drinks.. and dance.. and go. Hmmm... I had my share of dirty dancing as well as... .. a few stolen kisses here and there.. Nothing worth mentioning about.. I was.. .. er.. a very.. good.. clubbing girl. I would leave at 4am in the morning and I would never ever let the guys walk me home or take them back for a 'nightcap'. Narrrrr.... I just.. .. was a good girl deep inside although i had many opportunities to 'swwingg it'.
*.. some animals... definately not one of the hunky ones.. but sweet all the same. hehe*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yeah. and then my housemates would find out that I had sneaked out. And then they'd nag and nag.. and nag at me. But i was there every thursday, friday and saturday. and if they follow me, they'd be my bodyguards and they would be extremely edgy when an unfamiliar guy comes close to me... Awwww.. they are just sooo sweeet.. (and hunky, and cute, and their pecs [edit: pectorals - loverboy thought it was 'something' else..... haihhh])... wwooooo..... sexxeeh.... all nine of them... all SINGLE... yar.. all hanging out at my apartment.. nearly every day... half naked... going down to the pool... ... .. .. ah well.. ..... .. none of them were my type anyway. )
Hsiang on the other hand, would have taken every opportunity to 'swwwinggg it'.. one night stand kinda stuff. And she likes her freedom in her relationship if she has one, and I do too. I am quite contented now, he gives me my time to hang out with my girls, to spend time with my mummy, to go for supper with guy friends... *nods nods*.. I'm happy ne. Very happilly in love. And I wished he were back here. But it will be very soon now.... it's April already!. ... another couple of months to go.. !
Back when I was.. single.. I wasn't really .. available.. I guess I wasn't really looking. So I would go for the occassional flirts... dinner partners.. loving the attention.. and being in the game. I did enjoy myself. It was sorta becoming boring though... towards the end of last year. Always seeing the same jerks at the same places... I just wanted to settle down with a good.. good.. boy. And not the guys at Passion, Poppy Garden, Bangsar.. .. or.. . anywhere else. Not to say that I wanted my wings to be clipped... ... .. but i just wanted to lie.. low. And be happy all the time.. and not be happy for the moment only.
And I became quite the drinker. I knew my limits, and I had never got pissed drunk. I guess it's all in the way you drink or eat before that. I knew how to .. .. puke my alcohol out when i know it's too much.. and.. Voila!... i'd be dancing and drinking again like i have never seen the insides of a toilet bowl!... (ahem.. this reminds me of the time that I pulled my boyfriend-to-be to the toilet during the night of my birthday at The Beach. I had practically dragged him with me when i needed to go empty all the 'money' that was in my tummy. Poor boy... ).
But now, clubbing.. ... .. doesn't .. give me that shivers of anticipation anymore. Maybe not as much. And listening to my not so close girl friends talk about their conquests with this many many many and many guys.. . well... i guess they won't be expecting the awed reaction from me.. I have long since labeled these kinda girls as sluts ler... i don't see myself jumping from one guy to another.. or hankering after their money.. or drooling over their looks .. and dump them when they are old, saggy and poor. Nah.. I had rather opt for some thing more.. .. eternal.
Siew Lee on the other hand, shares my views... but she is more... .. cautious.. She says that she's not 'steady' in her relationship yet and that she would need at least yearssss.. to be sure that he's the one. What does.. . 'steady' means?... I mean. well, i have met william's parents and he has met mine too. Does that mean... steady?... His mummy .. well, she kinda treats me like a long lost daughter.... . and sometimes... *ahem*.. she does bring up the term daughter-in-law.. But somehow or rather, i am not.. . disturbed by that. *shrugs*.. Well, steady or not steady... it doesn't really matter. At all.
I don't know but I believe,
Don't ask.. but maybe you could read it in the newspapers soon. Hehe.
Well, after that horrible morning, and after I had consoled myself that she can't do anything to me cause she claimed that everything underneath her office roof is hers - and that includes the stuff in the computer (she said there was porn inside my computer... gosh.. are my pictures considered 18SX??... .. -.. hmm. maybe i could earn some side income... . *blinks*) - poor idiot. nothing else to penalise me. Boo - hoo. Hope your company dies and rot in the most sadistic way possible ever.
I stayed at home after that.. and then i got news that i have FINALLY graduated with my bloody IT Degree from QUT!!!!!!!!.... .. Yessssss... after the two whole days of depressing news, I was finally out from the pits of hell. Yar.. everyone is invited to my graduation - next year in March/April. hehehehe. (but yar. the bitch then emailed my university telling them that the certified copy of my final subject certificate is not valid. but i sorted that our smoothly by telling my university that my ex-boss is paranoid and that i would re-fax them another copy.. ).
PPppFFfFfFftttTtTt ...... ... ... some people are just lame losers.
Yar. Anyway. I celebrated my unemployment and graduation with my mummy at Burger King's. It was raining like dinosaurs and hippopptamus' and i was running across the street in my ultimately short TopShop mini skirt much to the amusement of some passers' by. .. .. .. What..??? haven't seen girl run across street in mini skirt wan arrrr??? Kampung la you all..
*Hsiang Yi and her best friend, Mee Teng*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Well, Hsiang Yi wanted me to join her for a drinking session at Bar Flam (which incidentally, was one of the places where me and my loverboy were during the conference). with some of her guy friends. But i felt i wasn't up to it. I was missing my boyboy .. and i didn't want to meet any other strangers. And i didn't feel like getting pissed drunk. So, she negotiatied for a drink and dinner at a place near my home.
I have known her for.. ... .. like... 10 years!!.. That's... wow... long. But only recently we got closer, I guess.. since we started working in nearly the same line. She talked about her colleagues, and i listened.. and sometimes put in a word or two.. (most of the time referring to my loverboy... i had abruptly left him when were were chatting online prior to that in the middle of..... an interesting chat session.. and I was missing him... as usual) . And we shared some opinions about some.. intriguing issues.
I lead a life of happy go lucky. And she does too. She agrees to one night stands and non-comitted relationships. I, on the other hand, disagree to both opinions and that my pride and love for myself would definately be in the way if i were to lose my 'V' to some street guy that i met an hour ago at a club. I.. don't think i could go into a relationship 50/50. I know it's.. .. weird but.. that is how my heart wants it to be. Even when I was in Brisbane, single and available.
... Clubbing in Brisbane was a breeze. I could have thrown a rock from my apartment balcony and it would land smack right in the middle of the nearest life band playing at the open air pub/club. (yarrr.. and then someone would come up to my apartment floor, and i'd blink innocently.. and point to my housemate "he diddit!!!... spank him!! "). I would walk out from my apartment at 11pm at night, alone, to the nearest club which played my favourite RnB and Trance mixes. It would always be full of ang mohs, and the rare asian guys or even ABCs (australia born chinese). Well, they are not... . extremely cute. They were just.. . Average. Maybe I was used to seeing so many cute guys at once and my brain interpretations went amok.
I would queue up, and they would ALWAYS check my ID cause i looked like some young ... teenager... clubber-wannabe. And they would ALWAYS think that I am japanese for some odd reason. 'Moshi Moshi' they'd go. And i'd say. 'no, i am not japanese and you only say that when you are picking up a phone and not a chick'.
I only bring 3 things with me. My EftPOS card (something like a direct debit card), 18+ card (a card to prove that you are of legal age to do anything and everything to endanger your life and that you are responsible if you mess things up.. .. er.. and its a card to let you into clubs too.) and my apartment key (which i would stuff it at the band of my skirt and hoping that i won't fall. the cards go into the side of my bra. .. ... .. whatttt?... boobs are useful!!!... )
I didn't find a need to carry money. Because I know I would definately get a free drink or two from some.. approving guys. I got used to the attention. A single girl, in a club, all alone. Gosh. It scares me now, to think about it. so many things could have happened to me. But all i wanted to do was to get high on a few drinks.. and dance.. and go. Hmmm... I had my share of dirty dancing as well as... .. a few stolen kisses here and there.. Nothing worth mentioning about.. I was.. .. er.. a very.. good.. clubbing girl. I would leave at 4am in the morning and I would never ever let the guys walk me home or take them back for a 'nightcap'. Narrrrr.... I just.. .. was a good girl deep inside although i had many opportunities to 'swwingg it'.
*.. some animals... definately not one of the hunky ones.. but sweet all the same. hehe*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yeah. and then my housemates would find out that I had sneaked out. And then they'd nag and nag.. and nag at me. But i was there every thursday, friday and saturday. and if they follow me, they'd be my bodyguards and they would be extremely edgy when an unfamiliar guy comes close to me... Awwww.. they are just sooo sweeet.. (and hunky, and cute, and their pecs [edit: pectorals - loverboy thought it was 'something' else..... haihhh])... wwooooo..... sexxeeh.... all nine of them... all SINGLE... yar.. all hanging out at my apartment.. nearly every day... half naked... going down to the pool... ... .. .. ah well.. ..... .. none of them were my type anyway. )
Hsiang on the other hand, would have taken every opportunity to 'swwwinggg it'.. one night stand kinda stuff. And she likes her freedom in her relationship if she has one, and I do too. I am quite contented now, he gives me my time to hang out with my girls, to spend time with my mummy, to go for supper with guy friends... *nods nods*.. I'm happy ne. Very happilly in love. And I wished he were back here. But it will be very soon now.... it's April already!. ... another couple of months to go.. !
Back when I was.. single.. I wasn't really .. available.. I guess I wasn't really looking. So I would go for the occassional flirts... dinner partners.. loving the attention.. and being in the game. I did enjoy myself. It was sorta becoming boring though... towards the end of last year. Always seeing the same jerks at the same places... I just wanted to settle down with a good.. good.. boy. And not the guys at Passion, Poppy Garden, Bangsar.. .. or.. . anywhere else. Not to say that I wanted my wings to be clipped... ... .. but i just wanted to lie.. low. And be happy all the time.. and not be happy for the moment only.
And I became quite the drinker. I knew my limits, and I had never got pissed drunk. I guess it's all in the way you drink or eat before that. I knew how to .. .. puke my alcohol out when i know it's too much.. and.. Voila!... i'd be dancing and drinking again like i have never seen the insides of a toilet bowl!... (ahem.. this reminds me of the time that I pulled my boyfriend-to-be to the toilet during the night of my birthday at The Beach. I had practically dragged him with me when i needed to go empty all the 'money' that was in my tummy. Poor boy... ).
But now, clubbing.. ... .. doesn't .. give me that shivers of anticipation anymore. Maybe not as much. And listening to my not so close girl friends talk about their conquests with this many many many and many guys.. . well... i guess they won't be expecting the awed reaction from me.. I have long since labeled these kinda girls as sluts ler... i don't see myself jumping from one guy to another.. or hankering after their money.. or drooling over their looks .. and dump them when they are old, saggy and poor. Nah.. I had rather opt for some thing more.. .. eternal.
Siew Lee on the other hand, shares my views... but she is more... .. cautious.. She says that she's not 'steady' in her relationship yet and that she would need at least yearssss.. to be sure that he's the one. What does.. . 'steady' means?... I mean. well, i have met william's parents and he has met mine too. Does that mean... steady?... His mummy .. well, she kinda treats me like a long lost daughter.... . and sometimes... *ahem*.. she does bring up the term daughter-in-law.. But somehow or rather, i am not.. . disturbed by that. *shrugs*.. Well, steady or not steady... it doesn't really matter. At all.
I don't know but I believe,
That some things are meant to be,
And that you'd make a better me..
Everyday I love you.
*hugs*... You made a better me, my love. You made me a better woman.
.. ... .. and that guy at the IDP place .. . naahhhh..... he wasn't as cute as you (... blinks... you know ar.. he was so helpful, you know. straight away help me photostat even though ar.. have to go out to photostat wan you know... Then hor, so nice chop and sign my certificate for me hor, and even offered to fax for me all the way to Brisbane. Then he even wanted to belanja me lunch you know.. But... .. ... .. I love you mmmahh.. muahs.. .... .if i single horrr.... ... long timeeee gone already... hhehe)..
*hugs*... You made a better me, my love. You made me a better woman.
.. ... .. and that guy at the IDP place .. . naahhhh..... he wasn't as cute as you (... blinks... you know ar.. he was so helpful, you know. straight away help me photostat even though ar.. have to go out to photostat wan you know... Then hor, so nice chop and sign my certificate for me hor, and even offered to fax for me all the way to Brisbane. Then he even wanted to belanja me lunch you know.. But... .. ... .. I love you mmmahh.. muahs.. .... .if i single horrr.... ... long timeeee gone already... hhehe)..
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