Today was meeting my CSO and officer.

So everything is decided and I'm quite upset that it's all the same place but ah well. I didn't know ann siang has a pretty garden. And as with women, we must include ourselves in goods scenery to spoil it.



Heh heh.

So anyway, today was NTU and the people here are very, very sweet. The people are so compensating. Like because the coffee is free, they go out of their way to thank me and compliment me on the coffee I make (this is the first time someone bothered enough to notice that) and that Nescafe is a chill company.

And of course that put me in a fabulous mood so I went around throwing free coffee instead of the mainstream happy fairy who throws flowers because flowers are costly but coffee is free!

Had tuition afterwards and awww I miss the twins.



Finally met hazel after a month awww I missed her.

Also I have the sexiest bone flexed in the last photo by accident and now I feel fit yay! But nonetheless, went bar-hopping with her after kbox and we have really bad luck heh heh. Ended up at Spruce!







Our supper was perfect.

She's supposed to choose 2 desserts and I choose 2 desserts but we ended up choosing none of it and taking a bet with the Bomb Alaska and it was awesome. God I haven't had good food in a while.

Caught up and I feel very loved now heh heh.

Today was SIM and west grove primary again.

I have come to the realization that SIM really is the least polite school out of so many. The people here take the coffee for granted. I mean, shouldn't you be extra polite because it's free? What's the high and mighty attitude for? For all you bastards know, what I'm earning right now an hour could possibly be what you'd kill to have if SIM and your face doesn't work out in life.

God I fucking hate impolite asswipes.

Anti-smoking campaign at west grove primary today!





I have fallen in love with this cutie pie.

She is exceedingly cute. She'd keep hopping around watching my kids play their games and will go run after the ball and help us throw it back when it bounces out of court AHHH TOO CUTE.

Can't wait to come back.

Brought my grandma to see Wang Shi Xian heh heh.

Photos are with my sister so until I get it back! He's not too bad a looking chap, but his fans are really mostly old. Had Kungfu Paradise for lunch and I finally managed to treat my grandma to food for once heh.

The start of a weekend event at Nescafe.



Was a fun experience.

This dentist tried to poach me into his business and it's flattering. My family came over to surprise me for a bit then we had a good lunch heh. Easy as this job is, I am getting really tired of Nescafe. Ah well.

My poor substitution for a fish-eye camera.

My cameo in the from fathers to sons tvc.



My appearance and role is all in all extremely cheesy and has me laughing in embarrassment but the tvc was very well-filmed. Our government ads are raising standards and it's finally showing.

"I’ve never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once." — Yann Martel, Life of Pi

Epitomized.

Today was my interview to be an angel and last minute work.








I am fast becoming the standard Nescafe girl.

That besides, I am loving my life currently. I am due to see the girls in less than 48 hours (CAN'T WAIT) and I am somewhat pending for my mystery shopper job and I got chosen for the angel one!

So sometime next week, you will see a very short angel in Raffles City offering you free samples of whatever and you better take it. Because it'd be (literally) a little piece from heaven. (queen of bad jokes)

Ended work early and cancelled tuition so I spent today with myself, having a cupcake and a nice milk and a bus trip home alone with good music and a little guilt for cancelling on my probably celebrating tutees.

Chilled home after!

Today was casting at Playfair.

It was at 10am and trust me, it is damned near impossible to look good at 10am. Not just 10am by the way. At a location about 2 hours away from your place. Not just distance worthy of tears, they allowed no makeup and no contacts and nothing at all to save a dying face.


I glared at everyone to death on my way there. This is a coffeeshop opposite their building and it was a really classy place. They had a good tv with my show (YI NAN WANG HEH HEH) and cushy seats.

But the men there are lecherous and I elicted wolf whistles so I glared at all of them and I hope their wives feel it and beat their husbands shitless that very night. Damn I wish my glares had powers.

Regardless, the casting went seemingly well and headed over to the mystery shopper one. I sounded stupid with my stud and felt ugly without my contacts so god help me.

Tuition after and my twins are very productive today!

Well that concludes my uneventful day. I miss my friends so badly it is now a physical ache. Thank god I am seeing hazel, syahirah and siewsia this week. Or I'm going to start naming my bolster and calling it bff.

My tutees are slowly and surely draining me to death.

They are lucky they are good-looking and well-mannered chaps. I got a small headache and walked off my chair holding my head for a bit when they kept getting distracted. They repeated my dramatic gesture again and again. I should be angry but hahah.



Was getting ready to work in one of the offices in Raffles Quay one day and found this new place I will come back to with the girls for a long overdue picnic or to photoshoot their shameless asses hahah.

I was armed with sushi and looking for a good spot to finish them leisurely before work and I chanced upon this gem. The sails @ marina bay. This place came straight out of a painter's proudest gallery.

Had sushi under the shade. How tacky.

I think at the end of the day, for all that the work's worth, I'd still want nothing more than to be the most underpaid of all at any event or gigs I may have the delight of working for in the future.

The people who made my morning, noon and night:



















There's so many people I didn't have the chance to thank or say goodbye to. My supervisor, my assistant supervisor, all the people who helped me along because I'm too weak to push the big carts, all the ushers who did my work for me, all the people who immortalized this weekend to memory.

Words go beyond how much I love you all. Words also literally go beyond me most of the time as I didn't understand half the canto that eason was belting out but it's good, there was easy Chinese at some point heh.

To the crew, the staff and everyone in between - thank you for the rocking good time :)

Like a soldier loyal to my dying memory, I forgot yesterday.

But anyway, yesterday morning was free coffee samples at The Octagon with a friendly, smiley dude and today was free coffee samples at Tokio Marine with the happiest old chap I have the pleasure of knowing.



I love my malay uncle colleague heh, finally pictures of work!

Today was eason chan event day 1.

Court was earlier in the morning thanks to my lawyer/ officer/ whoever, I've managed to safely scrape through. My parents are very thankful and I'm glad this whole hoohah is over. No more subordinate court visits.

My lawyer is an nice old nag so he talked to me a bit about making better friends and boyfriends and finished off saying "you're an attractive lady, you'll attract all the ants in the world one day, don't rush into relationships."

Hahaha he thinks I date ants aww how cute.

The event was taxing. Met a lot of new friends but most of them aren't as chatty as my group's bunch. I realize that packers really have it rough, and I will never complain about a missing item in a goodie bag again.

Today was free nescafe at SMU.



Was pretty relaxed the whole day. Had a partner and we both were headed to tuition after heh. Made friends and some guy bought a laoban for me at $3 and then disappeared. Life is good.

Tuition was untimely cancelled and I was so relieved that I didn't need to go. I love my tutees, they are cute and destructive but life has been a series of work after work after work. Feels good to stop for a while.

Gotta catch my breath soon.

So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I'll feel you forget me like I use to feel you breathe
And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are



I adore my heart shape stud.

I am now a tutor, how exciting! 

 My tutees are twin boys who are stunning and I suspect they will be breaking many of Jurong West girls' hearts. But at the rate they're going, they are going to grow up to be mathematically confused hunks.

That besides, I realized I've really lost the new syllabus. I made the mistake of telling my tutee that it has been years since I've touched primary school work and they immediately called me an old hag SIGH.

Such is my old, before 10pm life.

I can't believe this is the last day I'll see you.

I don't know what are the right things to say and I know I've been the most fucked up person alive. How do I convince you to forgive me when I can't even face myself. How do I convince you to stay when I want to leave my own life.

God help me.

Pretty sure today was flea day.

Anyway, I've been featured here!:
http://www.thesmartlocal.com/read/funniest-tsl-reviews-part-1

I am terribly honored heh. To receive this kind of acknowledgement for my honestly ridiculous work is pleasing. To quote a friend I turned to when I was legit ranting, "aiya you're always saying nonsense, this is not a phrase this is a norm."

:(

She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after

'Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for

Been going for interviews endlessly and meeting friends everywhere for dinner and kbox and movie and abusing what little time I have left for reviews on thesmartlocal. I need a break soon.

Today I found 9 books and thank you Shaun for helping me carry them everywhere.

I am finally a proud owner of 4 Sidney Sheldons.

"I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between."

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Hello.

I wanted to do a wordy post but who'd read it anyway.

So anyway, I've been offered jobs left and right and I'm taking up all of them gladly. At some point I'm going to start work in a rooftop bar and as a hello kitty ambassor and I'm crazily excited heh heh.

My tongue is not healing but it's fine, I have given up eating full meals so all I eat is 3 bites off anything and this is significantly helping my weight loss. My tummy has never done better justice to my navel stud.

Speaking of piercings:

When I got my navel piercing, I was scared it'd hurt balls because this was the first piercing I had that needed to go through the skin twice. But as it turned out, it was a quick squeeze and suddenly I'm the owner of the cutest piercing in the world. I had a small issue exercising with it after but nonetheless.

Pain level: 0/10

When I got my first tattoo, I was convinced it's going to be a new realm of pain and I will pass out midway. But it turned out amazingly alright, I could chit chat while getting my ink. It could be the adrenaline and excitement, and there was no aftermath problems. All was perfect, ink will eventually be an addiction.

Pain level: 4/10

When I needed to touch up, I was thinking how bad can it be. I was in heels and I thought it wouldn't matter since I've survived the first ordeal so happily. Wrong. Hurt like a fucking bitch and I was going "fuck fuck FUCK" when he came to the part near my Achilles heel holy shit. I have since learnt to take touch ups seriously.

Pain level: 7/10

When I got my second tattoo, I was in deep misery and was utterly convinced that nothing could make me feel anymore pain than I was under and true enough, the tattoo came and went so quickly I didn't realize it's over. Hazel, who had been convinced I was crying and calling out my mother when I got my first ink, was very annoyed that I didn't break down and convinced me it's probably because the artist was gentle hahaha.

Pain level: 2/10

When I needed to touch up, I was  thinking it would be hell since I've scratched this tattoo to death and I left it a raw wound. But it turned out pleasantly alright. Everything was done and over quickly, literally blinked and it's over.

Pain level: 2/10

When I got my tongue piercing, HA.

I was chatty and nonsensical and asking my piercer stupid questions like can I smoke through my tongue when I take out the stud yadayada and she was patiently answering. The piercing was swift, barely felt a thing. When I looked at it in the mirror I was so weeping happy I wanted to cry. I finally had my perfect 7th stud, the wonderful number for the small metals on my body.

Pain level: 1/10

Oh but what about the aftermath pain?

Let me tell you the honest truth while I'm still suffering before I turn into those tongue-studded, insufferable annoyances who convinced me that a tongue stud heals quick and I shouldn't even worry.

IT IS HELL IN YOUR MOUTH.

Firstly, your tongue isn't used to the metal so it sits awkwardly in your mouth and you really don't know what to do with it. It just feels like a very long and thick gum stuck in your mouth.

Secondly, EATING IS SHIT. I couldn't eat. At first I tried to push it to the side of my mouth but NOOO, my tongue magnetically attracted food to it and I chewed on my raw, open wound thinking it was part of the food KNN, BE PREPARED TO GIVE UP EATING.

Thirdly, you can't talk for nuts. I sound like I have a speech lisp and this is severely hindering me because I am super flowery in my speech and knowing that I now sound like a moron makes me just want to say "HUNGRY. CB. FOOD." instead of my usual "God I'm hungry, my stomach craves sustenance, let's go to a nice eatery."

So here I am, starved and sounding stupid and resisting the idiotic urge to chew on the supposed gum in my mouth which is actually my wound so STOP IT NICOLE.

I hope that was a good guide of what kind of a pain threshold is comparable and what to expect when you decide on a tattoo or a piercing. But whatever your worry, go through with it.

You will never regret any of them.

Help me, help me
I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died



Hello, I can now play with my stud so it's a good sign.

I cannot emphasize how bad with decisions I am. Sometimes I wish I could be another Nicole. Maybe in a different time and universe I'm the Queen of Better Decisions, but must I really reign as a bad one here.

All's said and done and over so I may as well live with it. My whole life is a big explanation. I help people feel better, I build people, I provide assurance, but who the fuck does any of that for me.

Not a good night to piss me off.

Review: *SCAPE Underground Flea Market

My flea today was phenomenal.





We headed to a bad start with a seemingly bad spot but as luck would have it, it turned out to be the single most profitable stall of the day. My gods of fortune finally love me again.

The start up was brillant, everything was going so smoothly I could cry. My tongue stud was hurting batshit crazily but the constant sales kept me in a weeping happy mood.

This was the first time I went home basically in sheer joy trying to tell my family tragically that I lost $70 then heh heh I kid, I SOLD EVERYTHING THANK YOU MY ANCESTORS.

Will probably be back in a month or something.

Day 2 of recovery.

ft. Haagen Dazs and all things cold.



Caught ATM and holy shit it's a terrible show.

I spent the front part still a little scared and towards the end I was just praying "COME ON LA KILL THE GUY END THE MOVIE" and miscellaneous gore requests. BUT IT TURNED OUT SO WEAK.

WEAK PLOT WEAK SCARES WEAK EVERYTHING. Please do not ever watch ATM unless you have as bad movie taste as me. You'd be better off watching hair grow or grass prosper.

Tongue stud is significantly putting me in a shit mood.

So I finally got my tongue pierced!



Was thinking "aiya might as well" and did my touch up at lucky canvas then headed over to primitive to get my tongue done. And I love it, I just cannot get used to the searing after-pain when I eat food.

I'm glad someone else likes it too :)

Last day of work and I now have a lot of coffee.

Bye bye the 2 cuties who were my everything at work for the past 3 days. I should've gotten their number or something. Maybe if they blogged about it I'd get a ping from Google. Hahah but till then.

I am now a minor coffee appreciator and I think every student who ever got served my coffee will grow up to be future doctors and engineers, so you lot owe me free operations and laptops okay.

Note to self: find photos from MBS photoshoot/ erdinger event/ nescafe crew/ joyville quirky ride

I wanna live a thousand lives with you
I wanna be the one you're dying to love
But you don't want to

Dinner with ed and his friend.

Oh and because he was in a generous mood, he treated us to sakae sushi and now I am in love with their quirky drink and salmon sashimi. I have lived in vain every day elusive of these culinary delights.

Walked home together and realized I was late via my mum at my door holding the phone sigh. Every night has become a routine rush. Get home by 10pm, make a weird call, then collapse into slumber by accident.

Need to pick up my guitar soon.

I'm sorry baby,
You were the sun and moon to me,
I'll never get over you, you'll never get over me.

Started my NUS Nescafe event job!

Met the 2 other girls and they seem really sweet. We serve free coffee to anyone who comes by our booth and they just serve without much hassle while I get pissed if I get no thanks and happy if I get one.

Headed over to the probation center afterwards.

In the beginning, I had meant to keep this quiet, not something I want to tell everyone. But why not, I'm not that ashamed of it. If I need to learn to live through this, I need to learn to talk about it.

My officer is very nice. That's the first impression she gives me. A nice person. She probably has a excellent sense of humor and has a strong personal opinion on things but all these I didn't manage to see.

Went home drinking coffee.









Should I restart my blogshop days?

APPLIED TO SIM.
A TOAST TO NEW BEGINNINGS.

Made a new friend in SIM. He's apparently thinking business management too. Everybody's taking that. For him it's his first day and he already wants to bail and start next year. Dude is a responsible school bail-or.

Met the 11 other girls working with me throughout the Marina Bay Sands event.

They all sound exceedingly friendly and mostly bimbo-tic so I guess we're going to all get along perfectly heh. We split into 2 groups by accident and I realize everyone in my group is younger than me. SIGH.

Hopefully the pictures get up soon sometime so I can upload it.