okay, question of the day.
how can one who is super workaholic be the biggest procrastinator offlate?
anyone with the best answer wins, well, a big booby hug.
boy, am i on a splurging spree. this month itself, my total spent FOR myself including car insurance, health insurance, income tax, iphone and freshly bough iphone is equivalent to almost three times more than my income. sounds just like the other infamous shopaholic becky (bloomwood) that i know of. but i don’t see anything wrong although that would mean i’ve got to spend lesser for the next couple of months because I HAVE WORKED MY ASS OFF SO HARD ALL THESE FUCKING YEARS and i think it’s about time i spent a little more on myself.
next purchase? it’s gonna be bigger. let’s get my own pad! hahahahaha. anyone wants to move in with me?
(p/s: not forgetting a certain bag and mountain bike that i’ve been eyeing on. can someone please get me a sugardaddy? i can’t keep up! hahahaha!)
and oh, speaking of mountain bike, have i mentioned that i’ve been busy riding them lately? it’s freaking orgasmic. i’ve never felt such great adrenaline rush before everytime i go downhill. and riding makes me feel healthier. below’s a random snap shot from this morning’s ride. more on facebook, as usual!
taken while fook on spoted a gigantic earth worm. don’t i look like i’m glowing? HAHA!
okay. toodles for now. too much excitement in a day. tata!
the past couple of days have been awful. tremendously horrendous. it was supposed to be a happy joy joy weekend, with me biking on early saturday morning under the rain. but no, i had about 100+ mosquito bites on me. i tolerated that. if it wasn’t for the mozzies, it would’ve been quite a joyous ride.
and then i made a spontaneous (well, somewhat spontaneous) decision to get the iphone. just to see what the brou ha ha is all about. i don’t know. there’s nothing much to shout about… yet. i’ll give myself a week and see if i can discover how the iphone is changing lives. pfffbhhts.
oh, where was i? right, last saturday. i also made a random and spur-of-the-moment decision to drive down to m’cca. and i did. but i came back with what i swear to be the nastiest ever food poisoning. i am still getting the damn spasms and still feel the need to rush to the loo. awful. tragic. acutely disastrous. i’m cringing as i type this at work because, seriously, it FREAKING hurts!
whoever who thinks that being an adult is easy, think again. i’ve learnt so much in the past couple of years and one of the most important things i’ve learnt is to trust no one and believe in no one but yourself.
i’ve learnt that you cannot please everyone. some people will like you, and some people don’t. i’ve learnt to forget those who don’t, and be closer to those who likes you. i have a strong personality, and i may, or may not, appease you. i can be pretty sharp tongued, and i am known for my bitchy eyes. but there is also one thing that i am known for. being victimised.
for some odd reason, people love putting fictitious words into my mouth. maybe because they think i do tend to be a little more ‘drama queen-ish’ that they feel the need to add more colors to my already colorful persona. people love bad mouthing me and people love talking about me. ALL LEOS LOVE ATTENTION but anything like this is nothing to be proud of.
i am not going to dwell in this. i am not going to question why. BECAUSE EVERYONE BITCHES ABOUT EVERYONE and i just tend to be a more ‘flavorful’ topic, i suppose.
there are those who just drifted apart after being close for years. no explanation needed. things just happened. and suprisingly, the people involved are usually older than me. aren’t they suppose to be role models?
right now, i’m just going to live my life for tomorrow. be successful. be the talk of the town (FOR THE GOOD REASONS). be everyone’s envy. be everyone’s dream. be that someone that people will say, “i wish i was just like her…”
[with deep radio-like voice]…and this is a community service message on self-motivation and think positive by becky ooi.
heh. we’ve been together for 54 months. when people ask me how we do it, i have no absolute answer to that. it just happened.FOO FIGHTERS – SOMETHING ABOUT US
and the rest of this entry is going to be some random ‘between-us’ ramblings for me to reminisce in the future, when i actually go through my archives.
the other day on the phone, i was asking iskii what “our song” was. i mean you know, most couples have got their own ‘theme’ song and that sort of thingamajig. and then he said, “i dunno. do we have one?”. we were both thinking of the lullaby he sings me daily. YES, you read it right. iskii lullabies me to sleep every night or else i cannot go to bed. it’s utterly ridiculous but it’s true. i’m a BIG baby that needs to be “lullabyed” EVERY single night. hush, let’s keep this between us. HAHA!
me: uhm, yea. something from foo fighters i think. let me go google
him: could it be, see you?
me: i’m not sure. how does it go, la?
and then i sang the old tune from the 70’s group, “when will i seeeee you agaaaaain…“
him: oi, bii, that’s not the songgggg.
me: then how does it go? that’s the only song i can think of that has “see you” in the lyrics.
and then i found the song i was talking about, it was actually foo fighter’s up in arms.
me: eh, but then right, that’s not a song that’s really about us la cos there was another song that you sang to me not long ago.
and i began humming a tune, which was super salah also la but iskii being iskii is damn smart. he knows what’s in my head. he’s the one and only person who can actually complete my sentences or even speak the words right out of my head without me having to say a single word. so clever.
him: bii, THAT’S NOT EVEN FOO FIGHTERS. it’s DAFT PUNK LA! it’s called ‘something about us‘.
and we went on laughing out loud throughout the rest of our conversation for that night.
conclusion? OUR BECKISKII 0110 SONG IS CALLED….. *insert drum rolls* be ready.
and the tune and the lyrics to the song is, “when will i see you againnnn….
p/s: if you think everything above was very gibberish, completely retarded, and makes no sense, it was meant to be. like i said, this is an entry for me, and maybe iskii, to someday reminisce and laugh at good times.