BKK, HERE WE COME!

I’m so excited I can hardly contain myself!
Am going to BKK in the first week of June, can’t wait!
So far the only confirmed ones are Vin, probably Dean, Kelvin (who needs to defer his reservist first) and Joel (mummy’s boy has to check with his mum first but it’s most prolly a yes ). WOOHOO. Have been wanting to go to BKK since 4592348937490 years ago and I’m finally going back there again. Shop shop shop! And hopefully we’ll go during the full moon period cuz Vin wants to go to the Koh Phangan Full Moon Party (which is kinda like a larger scale version of ZoukOut).
The only problem now is that I so have to get a girl to go with me else I’ll be the only girl hanging out with them again and I’ll not know who to bunk with! Plus if I bunk with any of them they’ll see my unglam side already (not that I’ve been very glam in front of them so far, but still).

Okay whatever it is, if anyone wants to go, the more the merrier, right? So let me know! We’re booking our tickets this Saturday cuz the JetStar 1-for-1 deal ends on Saturday. Budget trip, budget airline. Moreover, going budget on airfare and hotel = more money to spend in BKK! *runs around in circles*

Okay Christine and Lina are here – off for dinner with the besties!

Broke like nobody’s business

“Eh Alexis, wanna go Beauty Asia?”

And it was thanks to Lynnette’s invitation that Karen, Lynnette and I suffered extreme monetary damage today. We went up to Level 4 of the Centre to “take a look-see” but ended up going crazy over the tonnes of beauty stuff on sale there!

This is the hugeass bottle of nail polish remover we bought – it’s as big as a large watering can! When my colleague told me about it I spasmed and went absolutely crazy because the best part of it is… it only costs $18! Fucking cheap right?! A tiny bottle from Watsons or something already costs about $8 or so. Super happy with this find!

I was happily transferring the remover into the smaller bottles of “zut-zuts” that we bought! You know those remover bottles that manicurists use?! Damn good deal please – 1 for $5, 5 for $20! *runs around*

We can so totally open a nail parlour what with all the nonsense we bought. Cheap, yes. But all these cheap stuff added together burnt a hole in our pocket, as you can see from the following picture.

Yes, as you can see, this is the irreparable hole that’s formed in our pockets. I swear at this rate I’ll never be able to get my iTouch and camera at the upcoming IT show in March! (But I’m a happy scorpio now anyway!)

We’re going back again tomorrow. Can’t wait! Need to get my fake eyelashes – they’re on sale at $4.90 per pair only okay! This is totally a shoppaholic’s idea of heaven. Thank god (Karen says) pay’s coming in tomorrow otherwise nearly dry bank account’s gonna be squeezed till the last cent is gone!

Well, seems like working at Suntec isn’t that bad after all! While the public have to pay to enter Beauty Asia, all we have to do is flash our pass and we can enter – yayness please! But it sucks cuz our pay is almost partially returned to the Centre itself whenever there’s a large sale exhibition worth visiting. Oh well, whatever – 钱是赚来花的! Okay, gotta sleep or I won’t be able to fully utilise lunch hour tomorrow going through the various booths – it’s the last day of the exhibition tomorrow!

The Lav Day

Lav celebrated her 21st at Goldkist Resort at ECP and it was YAYNESS cuz that meant a gathering for The Clubbing (Gay) Gang. Haven’t seen them for so long!

Anyway, below’s a video Carrie and I made for Lav as her birthday present. Loved Carrie’s ass-shaking. HAHA. The vid’s kinda embarrassing but oh well! When have I ever not been retarded AND embarrassed, right? So here goes!

Here are some pictures from that day to whet the appetite of you stalkers. If you wanna see more… they’re on FB!

Yay group shot!

They decided to imitate Sex in the City so it was hook up and sashay!

Everyone's so skinny I really oughta go on a diet! :c

Lav was flirting and flirting with Synasis (or Synopsis/She's Nasty, according to Adorable) - the Australian guy seated next to her - through the night!

Erh... no idea what's going on!

Judging from Adam's expression, something sexciting must have been happening at that time! I only wish I knew/remembered what. :/

Joanne the dragonboater who tore her knee ligament sometime back. :/

Bored, so they decided to do jump shots again!

Unlawful gathering with ciggs and booze... under the watchful eye of some uncle from the opposite chalet.

Apparently they decided that Adam's face could do with a little rearranging.

Synasis is... inhuman. WHO THE FUCK CAN DO THAT BESIDES THE PUSSYCAT DOLLS!?

Okay so we decided to try.

Epic phail. HAHAHA.

Adorable's really proud of her hot pink underwear... just as how everyone's enthralled with it! FLASH. FLASH. FLASH.

Pole dancing, maybe?

Din fellow Tanah Merah-ian!

Unglam. As always.

AWWXZX. Hafidz ah Hafidz... *shakes head*

LTR: Shafik, me, Xavier, Hafidz, Adorable, Din <3

Shafik says, "OMG why your hand so smooth!?" And proceeded to caress it for all of 10 minutes. I think he prolly rubbed the top coat off my nail polish.

Now now Ruby, why so vulgar?!

YAY. The sunless tanner/instant bronzer worked on my arms. ALEXIS IS A HAPPY GIRL.

Lav...... still sober.....

Adam the Tissue Paper Man rushing about to get his job done because...

Lav got stinking drunk! But then again, what's a 21st without getting drunk and puking, right?

Okay, end of post. I’m sorry for the barrage of photos and less than comprehensively humorous captions but you know… thinking up decent stuff when it’s past your bedtime AND after you’ve taken sleep-inducing painkillers is more than impossible. Till I blog again then!

Night!

AWWXZX.

Damn hot right?! The photo doesn’t do him justice but I love watching Joel drum. It’s my next favourite thing after watching him hit the pads and fight. In fact I think they’re actually on par cuz I don’t know how he does it but he’s damn seh please! And although I’d like to say he’s what will contribute to the success of his band (for those of you who don’t know, it’s The Zebra Crossings), but that wouldn’t be fair to the rest of his members! Still, love the songs they played during their last gig which can be found on their MySpace page which I have under my links.

Even one of my fellow actors for the performance in March, Cindy, said she caught sight of him in one of her friend’s project (in which she filmed during Kickboxing training sometime ago) and thinks he’s damn cute! HAHA. We were swooning (and in my case, spasming) over him just now. You’d think a cute boy like him would be pretty fucked up but nooooooo. He’s damn caring and nice and although he does nonsense stuff sometimes it’s just really funny (you know how some people when they do idiotic stuff it just grates on your nerves? At least this is never the case when it comes to Joel <3). He’s one of the few people whom I’d do anything for. I LOVE JOEL TEO CHER CHEA (x59832094823075018092342).

Can’t wait for the band’s next gig so I can go watch them (or more specifically, Joel drum) again!

Start.

Just submitted the supporting documents for my application into NUS. On the drive back, I couldn’t help but feel a little uncertain.
Nostalgic thoughts of my first step into Ngee Ann to where I am today flitted through my mind; worries about my application hounded me – what if I get rejected and am left with nowhere to go?

I realised that, in the midst of blundering through my three years in poly, I’ve made many great friends in Kickboxing.
Joel, An, Sham, Jin, Dean, Frances – friends whom I hope will be for keeps. Of course, that’s not to mention my Queen of Hearts and Ah ma Pegpeg from MCM. Don’t need too many people, just a few to keep close to my heart.
The end of internship as well as the application to uni marks the unofficial end of my poly years.
Not the start of another story, though. Rather, the start of a new chapter with the people who chose to stick with a not-so-great me through poly and (hopefully) new friends to be made in a few months time.

Oh well, on a lighter note, I realised that if I get accepted into NUS I’ll be travelling to Clementi for almost half my life – what with poly and then uni! Okay lah at least that’ll put me near NP still so I can still travel back for Kickboxing and see the juniors/help train them. YAY.
Hopefully the back would have recovered moderately by then so I can join either Dragonboat or Muay Thai in uni. I think NUS Muay Thai may be under FightG – worth checking out. But that also means that I have to target to recover by June or so such that I can start running and building stamina again (although truth be told even if I don’t recover by then, I seriously don’t give a damn anymore – will start training again anyway)!
HAHA I know it’s kinda too early to start planning but you know me – last minute plans will lead to a hyperventilation!
I’m damn hyped up now. *spasms* LDAJFS;DLGKVJS;FBHJWG;FEOIRAJFL;SDFJVA

Okay, off to continue watching Perhaps Love then hopefully get a little shut-eye before Lav’s 21st tonight. EXCITED!!!!!

Note to self: Head down for Kickbox training one of these days to get my gloves back before they stink up and rot from Joel & Co’s excessive usage. I swear everyone else has used my new gloves even more than I’ve used them! BAH.

The roles you play

每个人的一生就好像一部电影，而他们就是那部电影里的主角。有时候他们会以为自己也是别人电影里的主角， 但是可能他们只是一个配角，只有一个镜头。。。 更说不定他们的片段早被人剪掉了，自己居然还不知道。

－ 如果  。爱

Loosely translated, the above quote from the movie Perhaps Love means:

Everyone’s life is just like a movie, and we are all the leading actors of our own movie. There comes a time when we think we are the leads of others’ movies, but in actuality, we are but the supporting cast, with only one scene. Who knows, maybe even that short appearance of ours have already been cut/edited out of the person’s movie… and we are still blindly kept in the dark.

(Yes yes, I know my translating skills aren’t exactly top-notch and that the Chinese version sounds tonnes nicer. But I tried my best!)

It touched me really deep, because it kinda said what I’m feeling at this point in time. Yeah, I’m happier now, by quite a lot, actually. The past few weeks, month(s) even, have been an uphill struggle; and at so many points in time I felt like just giving up and surrendering. I’m glad, though, that my mind pulled through in the end; I thought it’s strong, and it proved me right. Slowly letting go – tough, but I’m left with not much of a choice, aren’t I?

It kinda sucks though, when you see the other party having a much easier time than you are, when you see them withdrawing at turbo speed while you’re inching along, worried that any missteps will send you plunging back down the pitch-dark abyss of (almost) no return.

我要在你离开我之前。。。 先走。

The visit to CGH today wasted practically my entire day. I swear the staff there moved at a snail pace, no kidding.
I finished 3/4 of the book which I started on today courtesy of the long waits – the first consultation with the doctor, the x-ray, second consultation with the doctor, to pay for the consultation and to fix an appointment for physio, to get my prescription…
And anyway, I’ve got a fucking slipped disc. It’s not serious enough to warrant a surgery, but well, conversation with my doctor went as follows.

Me: So how long does it take to recover through physio?
Dr: Oh you’ll never recover, it’s just that your back muscles will be strengthened through correct posture and such.
Me: Er… so does that mean I can’t do martial arts anymore?
Dr: What kinda martial arts are you talking about?
Me: Muay thai and such?
Dr: WAH. Nonono. Muay thai is thai boxing right? Cannot lah! If it’s taiji still maybe can.
Me: Er. Ha-ha…?

Thinking back he was quite humorous lah. But truth be told, all I felt like doing then was just to hide in the toilet and cry.
No more training and/or competitions for me?! I still have plans for my (used-to-be) long life in kickboxing and potential joining of Hilltop. They couldn’t just have been ruined like this.
It’s not an exaggeration, but at that point in time I really felt like my entire life was taken away from me.
Sham called after I texted him with the news and I appreciated that alot.

The news killed my day, for sure. I nearly got into a quarrel with a Malay butch/guy at Subway cuz he/she didn’t take my order properly and dared to raise her voice at ME (sorry shim, but I’m not the easiest person to mess around with – more so when I’m in a shitty mood).
But anyway, that brings me to another point. I swear service at Subway is getting lousier and lousier. Please start employing people who actually COMPREHEND english. When I was at the Raffles City branch the other time the servers got the orders of the lady before me, and the man after me wrong. Seriously? Learn to listen to your customers, thankyouverymuch.

Golden Rule 1 in the Service Line: The customer is always right.
Golden Rule 2 in the Service Line: Listen to what your customer wants, and always be a step ahead.

Am thinking that perhaps Subway (and the other 49532402934820597 other F&B/service outlets) need to start sending their staff for training.

Smelly feet

I know this is really random but if I were to die, I’d like my epitaph to be “She died when she was still alive”.

Anyway, it was dinner with Carrie Warrie at Simpang Bedok just now and I missed the cheese fries + maggi goreng pattaya + durian milkshake there!
But as always, we always end up super bloated after eating there. BAH.
I swear I’m getting fatter again – will this stupid yoyo weight gain-loss just STOP already!? It’s so difficult to maintain a healthy, junkfood-less diet when you’re feeling half-suffocated by everything.
Oh, sorry I digressed. We caught “My Dad Is Better Than Your Dad” on Channel 5 and it was hilarious! I swear Singapore should produce more shows like that. We laughed so loudly I think surrounding tables could hear us pretty darn clearly! There was a Team Kang in which the little girl was so cute Carrie and I agreed that if we ever saw her in real life we’d definitely pinch her cheeks!
One of the challenges in the show required the dad to push the kid (who’s suspended on some elastic thing) towards this gigantic dartboard some distance away and the kid’s required to plant the choker-thing (you know that thing you use to unclog pipes, etc?) onto it. The poor Little Kang-girl’s dad pushed her so hard she smashed right into the dartboard and we couldn’t stop laughing! HAHAHA. It’s not that we’re mean or anything okay we felt her pain but it was just too hilarious watching her swing smack into the board lah!
Plus this other girl from Team Kirby or something looked so traumatised swinging back and forth near the end of her turn. Her face was a literal :O.

Okay need to bathe then sleep.
Early appointment at CGH tomorrow to get my back checked then it’s school after to collect testimonials!

P.S.
I love how comfy Cotton On shoes are but seriously! They make my feet stink so bad even I mistake the stench for a cesspit. :c

Pieces

People always say it’s harder to heal a wounded heart than a wounded body. Bullshit. It’s exactly the opposite – a wounded body takes much longer to heal. A wounded heart is nothing but ashes of memory. But the body is everything. The body is blood and veins and cells and nerves. A wounded body is when, after leaving a man you’ve lived with for three years, you curl up on your side of the bed as if there’s still somebody beside you. That is a wounded body: a body that feels connected to someone who is no longer there.

- Twenty Fragments of a Ravenous Youth by Xiaolu Guo

Decisions, decisions

There are no rules to this thing.

But then again, too many differences – right person (or maybe not), wrong time? The dream died when it was still living.

And so ends the story of you and me.