Hello, my name is Brenda by birth. I really like dressin up. I love books and photography. I hate lizards, insects, things that slime or crawl.Neither do i like gore or violent films.
AM WATCHING MY LIFE FROM FIFTY FEET.
And nope, im not delusional. not yet
screams
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
UH UH, i took red-boots for a stroll.
I think i have been clubbing way too much.
HOLD YOUR SCREAMS-yes, exams are over which means i have every right to club.
Exams were killers.They confiscated 2 weeks of my life, i became so good at calculating that while at the John Little sale today, i did my sums faster than that stupid old fuck at that cashier.YES, i will be a handy brainia-lator when there are sales on next time.
As of tomorrow, yours truly will be at a new job! Nothing magnificent, but something poeple will not expect me to do. I will still be working at NYDC, but just not as much. New job's payouts much better. Honestly, if you were to ask me about how the interview of the new job went, well, all i can say was, i was just being brutally honest- details left out on purpose to protect myself.HEH, i got it afterall.
ALL TO SAY : BLESS ME WITH JEANS TOMORROW.
Oh, and to add on, i think i am sick of seeing Jeslyn. Imagine, seeing her, since Thursday, then Friday till Saturday, parted at 6 pm. Met again at 2am. Stuck together till 6 am. She came over at 9pm on Monday, Stayed over till 5pm, and i am seeing her for work tomorrow, and prolly till Thursday morning.SO SICK
Anyway, i just came home from some wine at East Coast Park.Thinking i want to blog whilst waiting for my nails to dry.Looks like i lost my train of thoughts (again), I am so going to SWENSENS bed.
❤❤❤
p.s ex-boyfriends should never return to attempt to open hearts that they sealed years ago.
She's that girl
The name 'Brenda' stands for 'sword', which I perceive as being linked to violence. But no, I don't see myself as a violent person. The most I do is curse and swear like a sailor, and perhaps punch a few pillows and kick a few walls. But I'd never lay a finger on people(or so i claim).
And also. according to bestf, i'll combust without guys.
To top that up, you will have not problem trying to spot me along the streets.With my not-exactly-very-toned-down hair, and my shorts,yes, Singapore's way to hot to be in jeans.
Personality wise, I'm close to being crazy. I drive people nuts when the inner bitch release.So in short,you can either say that I brighten up your life, or that I drive you up the wall. It can only be one way or the other. No in-betweens.
Basically, I have a problem with authority.I never liked being told what to do and when told not to do something, all the more i'd do it-just to annoy the person (like,duh.)
Yours truly,do not believe in rules-strapped life, strongly thinks that life should be lived the way you want to and no compromises made.Of course minus the reality chunk.Partying is like a hobbie to me, just like how stamp collecting is to other, but partying is much more fun!
Not only does it allows me to meet interesting personas of all kind and yes, grooving to the music is a great workout- keeps me very much in shape.My girls are the bestest people to club with,ever
In case you failed to figure, my girls are one of the greatest thing that happened to me in life.Friends are a whole big deal in my life, plays a huge part in major break-ups and events.By and by, i love them to bits and they know it.
I have the tendancy to forget what i want to say mid-sentence,so just let me finish.I'm not as dramatic as so many friends claimed.I hate crossing the roads, proudly proclaimed my love for whipcreme,icecreams and cakes. I can be completely bought over by sweet treats, Starbucks and surprises.Small details matters alot to me, a little gesture, a smile, and kids warms my heart.I love that warm fuzzy feeling i get when watch kids play.
I'm not exactly the most random person you will find around and am totally,erm, not a bimbo.
Meanwhile, please make do with the photos untill i get better ones.
HOLD YOUR SCREAMS-yes, exams are over which means i have every right to club.
Exams were killers.They confiscated 2 weeks of my life, i became so good at calculating that while at the John Little sale today, i did my sums faster than that stupid old fuck at that cashier.YES, i will be a handy brainia-lator when there are sales on next time.
As of tomorrow, yours truly will be at a new job! Nothing magnificent, but something poeple will not expect me to do. I will still be working at NYDC, but just not as much. New job's payouts much better. Honestly, if you were to ask me about how the interview of the new job went, well, all i can say was, i was just being brutally honest- details left out on purpose to protect myself.HEH, i got it afterall.
ALL TO SAY : BLESS ME WITH JEANS TOMORROW.
Oh, and to add on, i think i am sick of seeing Jeslyn. Imagine, seeing her, since Thursday, then Friday till Saturday, parted at 6 pm. Met again at 2am. Stuck together till 6 am. She came over at 9pm on Monday, Stayed over till 5pm, and i am seeing her for work tomorrow, and prolly till Thursday morning.SO SICK
Anyway, i just came home from some wine at East Coast Park.Thinking i want to blog whilst waiting for my nails to dry.Looks like i lost my train of thoughts (again), I am so going to SWENSENS bed.
❤❤❤
p.s ex-boyfriends should never return to attempt to open hearts that they sealed years ago.