Had a dream, a very long and sceneful dream. sceneful. hmm.

yeah anyway. went to get the dream dictionaries and interprete as mucch as i remembered. basically it was the fact that i dreamt of my grandfather for the first time that gave me drive to find the meaning. 

gawd. i just almost cried. relating the dream to me momma. 

i dreamt of.. a cousin of mine. who likes to collect balls (in the dream, duh). i stole band-aids. like suppose to be 1 for 20cents, i took 2. and paid 20cents. the other shopkeeper somewhat saw but bochap lei. i dreamt of a funfair. i dreamt of a school event. i dreamt that a friend got expelled. the accepted into NP. then i met another friend. and was bloody happy to see her, i hug her and laugh wildly. i dreamt that a friend threatened me and made a cut on my ear, and it bled. i dreamt of a teacher. who had a guinea pig which looked like a skinnier version of porkchop. i dreamt of stealing furnitures.

:|

Basically it's all positive, even the impending death. walau the ear cut means i have to listen to constructive critism lei. imagine. ey, you look fat. slim down. imagine. go and get liposuction. imagine lei. haha. okok. constructive. i'll keep in mind.

nabei. chui ah.

went out for supper with Isaac and Weeyew at midnight. go all the way to eunos there for mee sua.. with all the disgusting pig innards. so i ate something else. then after food. Isaac tell his tale. Weeyew gave.. constructive critism. heh. then go geylang. da kai yen jian kay. walau eh. then after that send Weeyew to his friend's house, Isaac drove me home.. yeah. collapse in bed and slept for 12 hours. 

Dreams.. what do they really mean. contrasting meanings. :|.

xoxo. 

=\

Dont know what to say. 

Going to start school in.... days. no more three months to go. no more slackey days at home. no more. 

Oh my fuck. so emo. slit wrist and die, kay? 

♥Jonathan rhys meyers.

♑.

Sudden mad rush when Isaac reminded me to send in work schedule. 

my Excel expired. & i couldn't update my own schedule. Isaac had to do it for me. many thanks ^-^

Finished HP Deathly Hallows. YESAH. finally. might might MIGHT start on SoUE. Must ask steven if there is the series. 

*keep in mind keep in mind keep in mind.*

Browsing thru' nat dee again, and old pictures on FB. Clearing junk mails. 

and emptying the recycle bin.

I swear. emptying the recycle bin is damn shiok. kay, cheep thrill. i know.

Work.. Isaac drove me again. Thanks many many. Black bike rock. helmets not.

Steven-aka-tekong-boy called me during work. talked to Afred too. heh.

what else.. sleep i guess.

xoxo.

...

i like the previous skin too.. and the one before. i just got. sick of them. so it's now Yellow's turn at center stage. pink. black. green. you'd know. if you frequent my blog.

Sigh. Eliz must be going mad, barking mad. she loves the new doggy. abso-blooming-lutely. When Eliz woke up at 10 am (prouds) and was unable to find Loeiloei, she paniked, ransaked the house, checked every room, called mom, called dorothy, texted chris, look around more, went outside to the corridors, looked out the window, imagined Loeiloei running on the road, cars zooming here and there, paniked more, called dorothy more, chris called back, Eliz's voice almost broke down on her, chris promised to try dorothy's cell too, Eliz paced, tried to read a book, laze in bed, and when Eliz heard someone at the door and saw dorothy carrying Loeiloei, the relieve was astounding. yeah, she was quite pissed at dorothy for not telling her, but realized, too, that she hasn't got no nuts right to be pissed. so she went back to bed.. to read. 

Yeah. so doggy wasnt lost after all. i cant believe i'd believe that someone would steal the doggy. ._. i know, very silly. so lets change the topic. sigh.

Harry potter. im watching the whole. whole. whole. bloody. movie series. am i cool. ._. was waiting for the movie to load when i decided to change the blogskin :].

kay. movie's complete. ciao. 

work was cool today. Damien. sandy. melv. alfred. melv's crazy, really crazy. hahahaha. eh, cooperation to teh max k. he promote sim, i promote cell. yeh. 

well, i think, you're dumb. 

woke up at 10 am today, the earliest i have awaken in a loooong time. Qam countered with a 'i woke up at 9 am, that's the latest i've awaken in a long time.' bloody hell. hahaha.just when i was soooo proud of me ownself for waking up early. so i went for coffee at starbucks, saw Jacob at the counter! (: such a coincidence. second time i caught someone from church at starbucks. hee. i spilt Qam's caramel frappe. i enjoyed his mom's chocolate fudge cake. 

Female white maltese, newly adopted as loei loei by us (: poor loei loei was abandoned nearby JP. her face is. tear-ridden. and her fur is over grown. fucked-up asshole ex-owners. and by the way loei reacts to people, she was prolly mildly ill-treated too. fuck, make that strongly. she's the most timid doggie ever. i havent heard her bark or anything, and she's the sweetest thing. loei loei's heroine's dorothy (:

Hmm. 3.45 am. gotta go to bed soon.

Fell asleep when the sun was rising.. 6 am.. 6.30ish. 

Then hor. she woke up at 12 noon! 

well actually. she intended to wake up at 10 am but 

somehow the alarm didnt go off/ she didnt hear a 

single note of i dont love you by mcr. hmmm. she 

woke up wanting to fall back asleep. but the sun was 

shining in her face, so she shrugged it off, and got

up. she actually enjoy waking up with the sun as her

personal wake up.. light. as opposed to call. yep, and

so she got up.. did her usual morning routine, and 

proceeded to. vacuume the floor. weird eh. haha. 

her mom has been nagging non-stop. since the 

vacuum is brand-new, eliz decided, heck, why not 

man. let's do it. (: and voila, the nice clean floor.

here, eliz inserts a proud smile. 

alright. a glance at the bottom right corner of the 

screen just shocked eliz. she gotta go. late. for. 

work. bye anyone! 

xoxo.

Woke up very late today. 4pm, with a feeling of dread. thought that i had missed the enrolment date and scrambled up in bed. havent went thru it since i got in from the mailbox.

denial, denial, denial. bottle pop.

:| drowning in music. hahah. was reading with the ear-piece plugged on, when my momma asked me to makan dinner. i bloody jumped lor. HAHAHA.

it will get easier, innit. was telling ZX and KJ that i'm fcking relieved, but seems like. anything can trigger nothing and everything. 

Eliz needs to get away.. go away somewhere, anywhere. hopefully it comes with a new haircut and a mobile phone, preferably Samsung F480 or SE Xperia, or C905, or C902. or W890i.

actually a new phone and haircut will do just fine (;

ipod, i'll get you soon. 

yes, this post is edited.

Sunday was fine, Eliz had a lovely sleep. so lovely that she overslept, and woke up at twelve thirty in the noon, instead of 8 in the morning. yes, she also woke up at eleven because there was a malay wedding going on a stone's throw away, and the emcees and singers were warming up. eliz's mother was going on about the beautiful decorations... and pretty chairs. eliz is not amazed, because she saw how they stayed up all night long to get it done so prettily! three cheers for their energies. yes, on to the next topic. awaking at eleven, eliz saw that the silly red shit-ass mobile of hers was not charging. so she went to find another charger. and tried to charge the red W910i. to no avail. apparently, the phone was having her PMS, and decided to breakdown completely. no amount of curses, throws or frustration thrown against the red-ass mobile worked. so she had to borrow her mother's cool motorola flip phone. oh man. eliz want that phone too, she thinks. eliz misses church and all her churchmates a lot, but by not attending church, words means peanuts. her friend, lincoln, told her that God wants her back, but she's not very sure herself. she's just so.. off the path. heading into the forest. she doesn't know, either. so anyway, she went to work. she took bus 185, a bus she'd have to take on a daily basis in future. her eyes almost popped when she saw the fare. she like the long bus ride, btw. hate the long wait for the bus though. esp. in the persistent ziggy zaggy heat waves. she had a long think about everything and anything, letting thoughts past thru', letting imagination run wild. she was, at one point, imagining herself doing homework on the bus. now, how silly is that? recently, eliz has been writing a lot, be it typing on the key board, or writing on those unfinished foolscape. why, yesterday itself, she wrote three full pages, history's structured essay styled, worth of thoughts. at the end of it, her hands were trembling. so she arrived at Clementi a few minutes' late, to see Jon waiting at the bus stop. so they went off, to work. eliz was quite pissed today, because she had to work right smack outside the new mall at Clementi. but she got over it, and she's no longer pissed. she realized that the people are quite nice too, they brought chairs ov for them to sit. they also like her, they told her themselves. the new mall was.. cram. and haha, a sudden thought just passed thru' her mind. she suddenly remembered walking into Singtel, and all conversations stopping as they turned to stare at her and Jon. yeh. back to the point- what was it anyway? yeah. so eliz worked for X hours today, and didn't consume solid food for X hours. eliz is quite sure noone's reading at this point. she only ate a big fat sinful mcSpicy when she got home, which is so belardy sinful, she's so annoyed with herself. eliz suddenly missed those crazy math excercises ms chong used to give out, at bulk. eliz missed 4E6, too, despite all the wacky things that occured throughout. eliz is still eating, moving on to the next sin, chocs. yay. she's gonna have triple chin. haha. eliz is trying to forget. trying to remember. trying to grasp hold of the truth. trying to understand life. trying to accept life. trying to learn, trying to forgive, trying to piece the puzzle pieces together, trying to acquire knowledge, trying to stop, trying not to cry. the thing that may seem so minute to one, may be of utmost significance to another. eliz is so tired, at the age of seventeen, so tired. hiding lies, secrets, secrets, secrets. how do you keep a secret? do you know how to hide?