Monday, May 26, 2008
i got a new handphone! wheEeee!!! the previous handphone is giving me wayYyy too much problems....time for a new one!
nokia 6500. sweet. i like!!!! it's black = sleek. woohoo!!
at the same time, im broke. hahaha....all thanks to this handphone and my hair. gosh. i need money!! like tonnes of it.
and yes, i did meet up with mr part-time-MDIS-who-helped-
damsel ikan-in-distress. -pouts- not the cute one who made me melt, but the roller blader. bahHhhh. he found me on friendster. wow. okay.
went out with him twice. yes. twice. first for supper and second for movie and dinner. not dating! just going out as a friend. no idea what i did to make him find me soOooo interesting...but in short, i think he's sort of attracted to me. eeps. help.
okay. i dont know what else to update.
i've been feeling super lethargic. im treating this module like a holiday module. omfg.
absence makes the heart grows fonder.
jocelyn | 2:04:00 PM
Sunday, May 18, 2008

a better and more personalise one from miss lee. hahaha....you'll have to read the previous post to find out why....=) thanks again nene.
jocelyn | 1:11:00 AM
My Worst Day Ever
It is a bright and sunny day. Gary and I went to East Coast Park together for cycling. I am feeling very excited because I have not cycled for a very long time. We met Suba at McDonalds and ate our lunch. I ordered a filet O' Fish meal and Gary had a Big Mac. I felt very full after the lunch.
We rented our bicycles first and cycled around while waiting for Ernest to turn up. I was cycling very slowly because there was a lot of people. There is a small boy cycling in front of me. He was cycling very slowly and kept on braking. He braked very suddenly and I had to brake too. The brake was too fast that my slippers bent and it snapped. I was very sad as it was my favourite pair of slippers (gold slim havaianas).
I cycled back again to buy a new pair of slippers. I dont like the slippers because it is very thin and I kept falling while walking. We cycled back again after I have bought a new pair of slippers. Ernest called me and all of us met up at a bicycle shop.
We were cycling and having a lot of fun talking and disturbing each other. We cycled for very far until we reached Changi Airport. The place was very nice. We could see planes taking off and the sun was setting. We took some photos and stopped to take a rest.
We decided to cycle back as it was getting late. While cycling back, an accident happened. I accidentally bumped into Gary's bicycle and his bicycle fell on the floor. I was very scared as I thought that Gary was injured. When I saw his legs had no scratches, I felt very relieved. After that, we heard a hissing sound coming from my bicycle. Air was leaking out from my bicycle front tire. We tried to stop the air from coming out but it was useless. The tire was punctured.
I felt very angry because I have to push the bicycle back and itwas a very long distance. I kept complaining and asked Gary and Ernest to cycle ahead first because my sister was waiting for Gary. I was having a hard time pushing the bicycle as the front wheel cannot move in a straight line.
We called the bicycle chop for help but the person said he could not help us until we bring the bicycle back to East Coast Park. I felt even more angry as there was no help available. A group of guys were cycling and blading past us. They saw me pushing my bicycle and offered to help me and Suba. I was very happy because one of the person helped to push my bicycle while he is roller blading.
Suba let me cycled her bicycle and she jogged her way back to East Coast Park. I felt very guilty for letting Suba jogged so long. In the end, we reached the SAF Yacht Club and the person helped me to get a taxi. They were very kind and friendly to help me and Suba. They helped me to carry the bicycle into the taxi boot. I thanked them for their help and I took the taxi back to McDonalds.
I met Ernest and Gary back at the bicycle shop. Gary was very late and I asked him to go look for my sister immediately. Suba cycled very fast back to the bicycle shop to meet all of us. We saw the group of people who helped us. We thanked them again, shook hands with them and bid farewell.
This is my worst day ever as my favourite slippers snapped, the bicycle tire punctured and I spent a lot of money.
-OKAY!!!
no. your eyes are not playing tricks on you. the above, was typed by me, yours sincerely. and that was the shitty day i went through today. just felt that the perfect title for the day will be my worst day ever. it kinda fits the primary school composition theme and i wrote my account in primary school compo style. not bad eh? hahaha.
oh well... certain things are hard to express in primary school compo...so this is going to be the kick ass version. mind you, lots of vulgarities ahead.
it was supposedly to be a super great day for cycling but shitty things have to happen. like why do they even put idiotic irritating kids who are learning how to ride a bicycle and LOVES TO BRAKE FOR NO REASON in the middle of the bicycle lane??!!!
like what the fuck!!! just because of the inconsistent and sudden braking, i have to slam my brakes so hard to stop and my slippers bent inward and it snapped! my havaianas!!! my 40bucks worth of slippers!!! super heartache....boohoo.
ta-ma-de. seriously, i felt like skinning that kid alive. roar!!! nvm...i bought a new pair of slippers that cost 7bucks. no choice....but make do with whatever they have at east coast stores. bahHhhh.
cycling went along fine until the tire decide to puncture...at changi airport. perfect timing for a puncture. we're 7km away from east coast, 7km away from mankind, 7km away from help, 7km away from any amenities. brilliant aint it?
everyone who cycled past me, either smirked, stared at the tire then cycled away and if not, just wooshed past me. fucking singaporeans. no sense of compassion okay?!!!
it wasnt long until a group of guys offered to help me. i think i must have looked really desperate, if not, the word HELP is written all over my forehead or they pity me. in the end, the pro roller blader held on to the bike's handles and blade with it while i cycled suba's bike. i felt really really bad okay. a group of guys helping me and then making suba jogged while i was the one who had a punctured tire bicycle!!! =(
im such a 姑娘!! i cant stand myself.
anyway, there is this super cute guy in the group. -melts into a puddle of water then puts myself back to the freezer- i cant stop thinking about him up till now!! just so cute. just the though of him makes me smile like an idiot while im typing this post. gosh. im such a loser. haha...oh well, at least i know he's studying part time, but in mdis. bahHhh. nvm...heh. let's just hope that i'll get to see him again at east coast then. =) wheEeee!!
alright. my legs are aching, majorly. got to take a rest. ciao.
hi stranger.
-updates-

miss serena lee marked my compo and this is what i got from her on msn! hahaha....thanks ar nene. =) 25 out of 25 seh!!! lol....i cant stop laughing now.
jocelyn | 12:00:00 AM
Saturday, May 17, 2008
just finished reading The Time Traveler's Wife.
couldnt stop crying while reading the book. it's touching. very very touching.
nicer than p.s. i love you.
or at least in my point of view. it's written so beautifully!
and the ending is so unexpected in some ways.
go read it. it's definitely worth your time.
love knows no boundaries and transcends time and death.
jocelyn | 1:33:00 AM
Thursday, May 15, 2008
a friend called me last saturday. he said he was writing a book, or a confessions you would say. he said he wanted me to be the first person to listen to the prologue and chapter one.
i felt honoured. i felt important. someone appreciates me. =)
i listened. it was filled with emotions.
i know i cant write as beautifully and express my thoughts as well as him in words.
he said he will continue writing the book. i was excited. i wanted to know more.
he called me today. he didnt send me the confessions.
instead, he read me all 22 pages of it.
starting from prologue to chapter one and all the way to chapter five.
it was heartwrenching to listen to a friend's story. someone who is so close to you but yet, you never did realised how much he went through. i cried and i couldnt stop.
it was all a facade.
we're full of lies, we're meant for the flies.
i cant stop thinking about it till now.
im overcome by emotions. i really feel for him for the last chapter. i understand.
it is painful.
yours ended, and i think it's about time that mine should end too.
im tired. tired beyond words. do you all understand?
i hope you do.
so near yet so far.
jocelyn | 1:11:00 AM
Thursday, May 08, 2008

the rash is not going down and it's getting worse! brilliant aint it? drew a fish using calamine lotion on my thigh. haha...kind of obscene but to hell with it. i wonder if you guys feel the same but when you're using calamine, dont you feel that you're sort of like applying shoe-white to yourself? haha...i always get that feeling. weird.
havent been sleeping for the past two days. nope, it's not insomnia. it's the itch. that's how bad it is....it makes you go scratching through the night and when you wake up, you'll exclaimed,
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!"
because you've got yourself a few bleeding rash, new scars and more rashes.
im pathetic.
did you know, that everything she ever does was for you?
jocelyn | 2:17:00 PM
Monday, May 05, 2008
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
im dying from itch. im dying from itch. i hate rashes. i hate rashes.
that pretty much summarises my life for the past few days.
be here, just for a moment.
jocelyn | 11:53:00 PM
Thursday, May 01, 2008
i just feel like running away and hiding from the rest of the world.
uncertainties.
jocelyn | 11:37:00 PM
-the girl-
. jOceLyN yIn .
. roaming on earth since fourth april nineteeneightysix .
. i m 22 and i feel super crappy .
. bedok town pri, tanjong katong sec, meridian junior college, the uni of western aust .
. full time slacker .
. trumpeter .
. a simple, but yet complicated girl .
. known as ikanbillie, zhusiling, limo, ah be, baby .
. love fishes, the sea, stoning, music, my trumpet, sleeping, reading .
. a super-duper chocolate lover .
. hates lizards, cockroaches, worms and silverfish .
. rock, pop, punk rock, classical, jazz, jpop .
. noel gift international ltd, sushi tei, cc yang & co., citibank esplanade, secret garden .
. foxtrot, garfield, baby blues! .
. mosquitoes love me...which is really bad .
-am feeling-
-usual suspects-
-clicktables-
-your words-
-memories-
Credits