Firstly, i forgot to mention that due to the fucking thief who stole my beloved wallet, i have since parted with my IC and thus relented to using a police report as identification to enter a club. That happened last week too, which essentially means that it is completely acceptable to enter a club using a police report (inevitably making you look like a damn club desperado). However, when i tried to enter rebel today, this incident happened.
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Episode 1:

Bouncer: (flirting with 2 female species which i deem complete nightmares after their carpet-thick makeup and sunshade eyelashes are removed).

Hel: (my turn to show my identification)

Bouncer: What is this?

Hel: Oh, i lost my IC so this is a police report to prove my identity.

Bouncer: (arrogant look) actually we don't accept police report for entry.

Hel: But you accepted it last week.

Bouncer: Oh really. But i don't accept it this week (smug face)

Hel: Oh well. Fine. ( smiles gracefully) ( of cuz in my heart i was hoping he get fucked by a damn goat)

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Welcome to the real world. the superficial world where jerks like mr bouncer wear shallow shades and grow amateur brains. Last week, i was clad in clubbing attire which means heels and more complicated makeup. and this same guy not only let me in but gave me 2 additional free passes to rebel on any days. Today, i wore basic with snickers and light makeup. and this same guy poured the soup of arrogance on me. A very responsible young chap who safeguards the honor of acting as a bouncer.

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Episode 2:

Hel: Eh why are you all here? Its like mambo in here.

Yingying: No la, my friend likes mambo! You can go to the R&B section, its just there.

Hel/Sara: Oh, you mean there's R&B in Zirca? Since when?

Yingying: Not sure leh, you go check it out lo. we join you later.

Hel/Sara: (walks over to the lengendary zirca R&B section) HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!

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Zirca's R&B is actually Rebel! (apparently they combined operations now). So much for being rejected by a responsible bouncer at rebel. I laughed till my lungs dropped to attack my stomach. That very much made my damn day :)

I used to be a friendly kid.

When i was young, i found myself a friend at the swing of a playground near my home.

We swinged and giggled and bickered and cried. together.

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I used to be a naughty kid.

When i was young, i screamed at my parents as if i was a tyrant.

We fought and squabbled and debated and killed. always.

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I used to be a useless kid.

When i was young, i hid all my books under my bed and pretended i have nothing to study.

We nagged and persuaded and tuitioned and threatened. fruitless.

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I used to be a selfish kid.

When i was young, i ate all the delicious food on the plate and left everyone else hungry.

We stewed and grilled and steamed and fried. pointless.

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And now, i miss the friend i knew at the swing.

The rain chased us away from Sentosa today. and we had no choice but to seek refuge at my home where the following were carried out:

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1) As usual, the male species played Wii generously.

2) We watched Good Luck Chuck when my brother left to study downstairs. He is too young for explicit scenes and i do not want my dad to accuse me of inappropraite education.

3) They tried to psycho chun wei, gina and me to play the piano. and we helplessly succumbed to their persistent request and made a fool of ourselves. so much for entertainment anyway.

4) The girls held secret holy meetings in my room where i showed gina and ade my right boob upon gina's request to see the colour of my nipple. I think i just terrorized my friends again. opps =X

5) Zi char was for dinner, which we very much enjoyed as usual.

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Sirius should have a basketball outing soon :)

So, for the past 2 days, Ade and me cashed in some part-time funds working as flyer distributors for a numerology booth at fort canning park. Apparently, they were having this event called Body Mind Spirit Festival and trust me, there were loads of weird people there. A psychic kept looking at Ade and we thought he might want her as a protege or something. Ade shall sacrifice her accounting degree for a psychic degree. ( Ade don't kill me. kiddinggggggg)Basically, there were lots of fortune tellers at this event. Be it some weird palm readers, some very much possessed-looking psychics and of course fanciful tarot card readers. There's even a person who could call back the spirits. very very spooky. Well, this is the first one, an astrology reader. Another one. palm reader.

Another one. i-ching (is that how you spell it?) reader. I think i'm in the endless trap of karma! I should stop gossiping. =X

They sell cupcakes!

And this therapist operates beside the cupcake booth. weird.

She's a laughter therapist. So, basically you go to her booth and laugh for 2 mins like a crazy cow and you leave.
Massages!
Outdoor physical event organizer.
Some weird free talks.

Weird uncle angel walking around. His wings are so broad that it brushed into my face 3 times when he tried to walk pass the narrow corridor.

We were so bored that we ended up playing hula hoops. According to Ade, i can be a professional hoopist cuz i can handle 5 hoops with ease :P Ade looked like she's in deep PAIN. HAHA.
Anyway, it was 2 days of interacting with weird people, weird customers and weird mosquitoes. But we both got 150 bucks! ( thanks to our generous fortune teller boss). 150 bucks for just standing around and hula hooping is simply lucky for us. Of cuz he gave us free tellings too, but i'm not gonna broadcast my fate here :P

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Saga 1

Hel: So, can you see whether i will be fat or thin when i grow old?

Master: (looks at me) Er. that is too detailed. cannot see from just your name and birth date. and it depends on what you eat.

Ade: Hahaha, where got people ask this kind of question!

Hel: Oh. ( disappointed)

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Saga 2

Hel: Eh, the fortune teller says that i might have a chance of getting breast cancer when i grow older.

Dad: Huh. what breast cancer? you got breast meh?

Hel: !!!!! AHHHHH!!!! ( walks away painfully)

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But, of course, one should never probe too much into the future. May it be. However, i sincerely pray to whichever god who controls the growth of breasts that my breast will still be intact and bouncy when i get old :)

Its wednesday night and all the ladies are out to play :)The luxury of being females- FREE DRINKS FREE ENTRANCE! The nightmare of being males- FREE ESCORT!Total amount spent the entire night was 4 bucks per babe( inclusive of the nachos which i have no idea why we were consuming it in a club). Exam aftermath has made us totally confused about clubs and the concept of ladies night. Basically in dbl o, everything is free for a lady on wednesday. and i mean absolutely EVERYTHING. from entrance to vodka mixes to beers to cocktails to shots. and we were stupid enough to spend money to buy a jug of redbull vodka when we could have gotten it for free at the ladies bar. All thanks to exams which had intercepted our synapses very badly. I even tried asking the DJ is it retro night on wednesday and his reply was ' miss, we play R&B everyday. are you new?' -_- oh thanks. It almost made me seem like i had some retro fever. Anyway, i'm glad freaky exams are OVER FOREVER and i now officially regain my normal energizer bunny self! :):):)

Cheers to graduation! :)

Since i am in a pathetic state of poverty now, a voice at the deepest corner of my heart told me i should start looking for a part time job. so i placed a glass of choya by the tea table and started flipping through classifieds in hope of catching something worthy.

1) Playmate at Treehouse Childcare - What does playmate stands for? Do i have to play with them the very enthusiastic way? what if they start running around and making irritating noises? Do i get to beat them up? If i do beat them up, will their parents sue me? If their parents sue me, will i end up in jail for the rest of my holidays? OK NEXT.

2) Wellness coach (immediate) - After some research, i realised wellness essentially means satisfying your mind, body and soul. ooo sounds kinky. So i reckon it should be some job which requires me to engage in mild brain washing, attentive communicating and maybe extra physical servicing to sooth thy body. OK NEXT.

3) Ma maison kitchen helper (immediate) - This sounds attractive since i love the food in Ma maison. I look forward to cutting up onions, slaughtering fishes and slicing bloody beef everyday. I look forward to cleaning and washing dirty greasy woks everyday. I look forward to being scolded harshly by the fat gigantic chef everyday for my clumsiness. OK i look forward not.

4) Pet Groomer - The biggest pet i had was a fat guinea pig. Other pets on the list are some random fishes, tortoises, some hamsters here and there in my life. Pet groomer sounds huge to me. Oh i remember watching it on tv, those funny dogs with funny fur wearing funny clothes participating in funny competitions. I don't even have time to groom myself, talk about grooming pets. OK NEXT.

So, i spent the whole morning analysing the various jobs on classifieds. and it just stops there. now im getting happy on the choya :)

Freedom finally embraced me today. I had the luxury of waking up the very natural way, without any traumatising honking alarms. So, i was loitering around Ang Mo Kio central waiting earnestly for the beloved, with a packet of Tao Kae Noi in hand, munching ferociously cuz i was really hungry. I could almost swallow a damn cow. From afar, i spotted a man wearing black jeans with a matching black rockstarish jacket. and he was marching towards me, looking straight into my eyes. and i suddenly felt a sense a familiarity gushing through my very spine.

Steven Lim: Hi miss! Do you know you are really very pretty? ( blink blink)

Hel: ER. ok... ( blinked back as a form of respect )

Steven Lim: You know who i am right? ( blink blink earnestly)

Hel: ER. no? who are you? ( LOL, of cuz i know him! i even watched his bloody nonsense youtube videos before. ER, when i was insanely free and bored :P)

Steven Lim: OH MY GOD! are you sure you dunnoe who i am? Do you watch tv? I always appear on tv!

Hel: (oh yea and you appeared with your underwear) ER... not sure, too busy to watch tv actually.

Steven Lim: Oh.. anyway i'm Steven Lim ( big wide smile ) and i work closely with media corps.

Hel: ( LOL, SINCE WHENNNNNN did that happen ) Oh really, thats good for you.

Steven Lim: currently i'm working as a talent scout for media corps and i think you should really consider modelling or acting. ( blink blink)

Hel: Ha.. its ok.. Im not interested. I prefer home actually :)

(Of cuz the conversation went on for a little longer before i felt like asking for his signature to make his day and mark a meaningful fullstop to this intrigueing conversation)

Being commented 'pretty' by Mr Steven Lim is not a compliment at all. Totally.

When i was leaving my house, i did not lock my door.

Regina: Eh, you don't need to lock door ar?
Hel: Aiya... no need la. no one will come and steal things one la.
Regina: Eh you must becareful. You always leave your belongings exposed, later someone steal it then you know.
Hel: haha no la, no one will steal one. The world is beautiful :)

THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL MY FUCKING ASS!

Today marks the end of my university life. A fullstop to nonsense exams, professors, projects and lousy school food. Finally, i get to implement the long awaited shopping trip, of cuz with the usual head over heels excitement. Thanks to the loving dad, who sponsored me 150 bucks of shopping funds after much effortful begging. So, we walked around bugis street combing every street and every shop hoping to splurg like a queen. Before i could even throw my 150 bucks in exchange for some new wardrobe, i realise my beloved wallet given by my beloved one is gone. Trust me, it's not lost, it's STOLEN. A very congratulations to me. and my wallet :)

P:S My key and my door access card is in my wallet. Not forgetting the ever important IC. Which essentially means the stealer knows of my full address and can effectively break or rather legally walk into my house to steal things. And if i see him/her, i swear i'm gonna tear his/her flesh apart and stab him/her 100 times. you watch out. and i will not change my fucking lock.

THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL MY FUCKING ASS.

My biggest fear in life is to tab 'balance enquiry' of an ATM machine.

My second biggest fear is to see $18.20 screaming at my face.

I need a job.

HELEN. she's a bitch. but a KIND one.


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