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hi. im known as angela. sometimes they call me nurse/ missy/ betty, depending on their moods. qop-ian since birth. LOM-er since 12. and as much as i bitch/complain/roll my eyes real hard, i generally love the people/ the friends/ the life i have right now. oh yeah, im only 21 though i was told i looked a tad more mature.


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Sunday, June 22, 2008 @ 10:00 PM
labels or love.

we could fly
you and i
on a cloud
kissing
kissing

man im nuts about the sex and the city soundtrack. nuts nuts nuts!!!

its amazing
its amazing
all that you can do
its amazing
makes my heart sing
now its up to you

its all good. old songs and new mixes.

i've been learning to live without you now
but i miss you sometimes
the more i know the less i understand
of the things i thought i knew
im learning them again
im trying to get to the heart of the matter
but my will gets weak
and my thoughts seem to scatter
but i think its about forgiveness
forgiveness
even if
even if
you don't love me anymore.

anyways.

went to watch YOU DON'T MESS WITH THE ZOHAN just now after meeting. its super slap stick funny. but if you don't understand the underlying meaning of the show, i guess you just wasted 8 bucks laughing your bladder off.

countdown to my birthday - 28days to go!!!!! and i've got nothing settled yet. ahhhh busy busy.

where life takes me
im not really sure
but i don't want to waste a minute of my time
doing things i will end up regretting
i only live once
though once is more than enough.



Friday, June 13, 2008 @ 6:23 PM
SEX in the freakin city

went for dinner at pet's place ( i feel like im visiting my second house.) had a great meal though its the normal fare that i would usually eat. home cooked food is definitely different. and the apple pie - yum yum!!

so we watched sex and the city. its a nice chick flick and i was actually watching the clothes a wee bit more than i was watching the show but hey, its a good show. but to a certain extent, because i missed the series and do not understand the complexity of carrie's relationship with Mr Big (why is he called Mr Big?? is it because ITS big? or his ego is big? what??) but somehow i find their relationship kinda superficial. if you love me you must love my bags/shoes/clothes/credit card debts etc. i believe that the love for her branded goods is on par with her love for Mr Big.

but anyways, this show definitely brought out the many different aspects of relationships. of cheating and infertility and the fear of commitment. gone are the good old days where courtship and dating and marriage was simple and innocent. heck, i think our parents didn't even hold hand till after two years of dating or something.

i guess as someone standing at the sidelines watching people fall in love instead of doing the deed myself, i cannot grasp the concept of love itself. something i yearn for but yet i'm afraid of. i won't know if he's Mr Right( or in SATC case, Mr Big.) when the time comes i seriously hope i know it coz i don't wanna be smack with a bouquet of flowers (or in the girl's case, his shoes or belt.) or drive in the wrong direction on a one way street.

anyhow....

both my siblings are going for a camp (again? yes, again.) i guess my church's electricity bill should be forked out by my sibling. three camps in two weeks. but i have the WHOLE BEDROOM to myself. the tv to myself. even the toilet to myself (jie are you done? i want to brush my teeth/wash my leg/pee etc.) i can bathe for two hours and noone will give a shit. sometimes we need a little break from our siblings. it's good for health. all those squabbles can be detrimental to my health.

party soon!!! time to get things prepared.

be thine.
be mine.
be ours.



Tuesday, June 10, 2008 @ 7:22 PM
queer stomach for a weird nurse

these days my stomach is acting up. loose stools, greenish stools, bloated stomach, SOB. you name it i got it. pisses the crap out of me (literally) when i need to do work fast but my rectum is telling me to run to the toilet fast too. now im reduced to eating soupy stuff till my GIT is in order once more.

didn't make it for my IV test. actually i had myself to blame. not only did i study for a whole of 30 minutes the night before at 1130, i actually finished my paper in ten minutes and slept the rest of the test away. and i actually had one month to study the damn paper, something which i should have passed easily. WHERE'S my DAMNED MOTIVATION?????

good news is, i actually finally set a Cannula (for those who don't know, a cannula is something we poke into your veins to give you antibiotics, etc... to give us access to your veins coz its faster.) on the first try. plenty of moral support from my colleagues helped me quite a bit. haha. cheerleaders aplenty. i actually told the uncle i might have to poke him a couple of times to get it. he got a little scared but whew. four humans down. one more to go before i pass.

catching SATC on thursday with pet and robin. i understand that its a pretty hyped show and i haven't actually caught a single episode of it but i guess im watching it coz i wanna see the pretty clothes and make up they have. and see what this whole hype is all about when people actually go watch it twice.

i haven't been watching the Euro 2008 ( dad says its too expensive and sleepless nights are just not my thing) but the odds are Germany's gonna win. great attacking football, great players who actually play like a team (unlike England, which totally disappointed me.) must be something in the gas that's giving them the winning formula. Italy doesn't look very good now that their captain's out. and though i support fernando torres till the tip of my toes i don't think Spain can find their winning combo yet. (70 plus minutes just for ONE GOAL playing against USA. very sad.)

liverpool FC is looking for journalist and producers and stuff. WHY NO NEED FOR NURSES???? i'd fly there in a heartbeat if they need me. that is if they pay for my airfare. and accomodation. and pay me a salary. i don't mind staying at one of the footballer's homes since their houses got about one room available for every member of their extended family's extended family. hurhur.

yummilicious playa standing tall
great new hair and flair
nice fitted jeans and great smile
oh, how you make my heart beat.



Friday, June 6, 2008 @ 4:31 PM
love in this club

i wanna make love in this club
in this club
in this club

song actually makes no sense whatsoever. but anyone who tries to do this in Singapore would most probably get slapped with a fine for indecent behavior in public.

been away from the com for quite a while so excuse me.

i want her hairstyle from the TAKE A BOW vid but alas, the closest i came to it is rebonding my hair.

yes, the queen of unkempt hair is reborn. im officially labelled a Singapore Girl coz i go thru the process every Singapore girl would go through at least once in her lifetime - get her hair rebonded. hur hur.

though i actually did it at the very old age of twenty ( the trend started when i was 15 and very blur about hair.) im pretty happy about it. no need to wake up earlier to blow my hair so that i resemble a human being instead of the REAL BEDHEAD. but im pretty sure i'll still be BETTY to my colleagues.

more things would follow, surely. im already contemplating highlights and keeping it real long so that i can do the big curls that i always wanted.

anyways, went for the SERVICE HEART (service with a heart, that is) course yesterday. throughly entertaining. i had a bullet train speaker for the first two presentations (and i don't quite understand her accent but plus points for trying) and a speaker who didn't introduce herself but is rather bitchy ( "you all like to talk so much later got chance so you better keep quiet now.") ah but the last speaker was good. the after lunch sleepiness that i usually get when i sit down to do nothing hit all of us pretty hard but she managed to keep us awake. but i guess a day away from the ward relaxes all of us quite a bit.

met up with denise and her girlfriend for dinner(tcc) and drinks (jaglener muchen, i think). the both of them are pretty knowledgeable about beer and wines and stuff so i learnt quite a bit. still love my bailey's irish cream though. coffee based liquor, i like. this place actually has its own brewery. cool. am looking forward to our next outing. maybe, just maybe, i can start learning how to appreciate alcoholic drinks.


everyone's getting attached! wouldn't it be nice if i were too.

if you don't say it
even though you feel it
how would i know?
so say i love you to the ones who matter.



Monday, June 2, 2008 @ 10:54 AM
tarty lemon tarts

hmmmm crazy weekend off. for the first time in a month i got two days off from work. i guess consecutive working days actually make me a prickly uptight person of sorts. bitchy, impatient and the need to get things done has drained me of the ability to enjoy life with friends.

i guess im just a different person when i work. i maybe happy go lucky at work but the need to get things done is always there at the back of my head. and when i finish work all i wanna do is just to curl up in bed and sleep. (there is no such thing as too much sleep, no?)

so anyways yesterday was the recruitment activity. i got the official role of guarding the food, hurhur. and though we were worried that there might not be enough food,we end up giving loads of food to loads of people. on the whole, i thought they had fun. and the video did stir up some feelings in me that i thought were long dead.

and so we sat in the hall after everyone has gone and just talked crap and enjoyed each other's company. headed down to 138 ( im not the san ba please.) for a chilled out dinner.

a whole day's company with good friends.(though there are some irritating ones) i guess one can't ask for more.

49 days to the big 21. countdown begins.