where's my elephant?

i received a call one morning, quite long ago, from a pleasant lady from UPS/DHL/Fed-Ex (i forgot where she said she was from already) telling me that I have an elephant ready for delivery. well done carrie, what a funny joke!


and recently, i came to know that my elephant has since passed away - under the very meticulous care of carrie. seems like she isn't very caring after all eh?


so where's my elephant?

karma

"karma comes in all shapes and sizes" as chang recited it to me - again - it really happens i tell you.

making fun of people is no fun after all. i met up with karen, gen and chang. it was some kinda post-ij syndrome and we couldnt stop laughing at all the stupid people/incidents in school. oh and i took many stupid photos which i intended to upload to make this entry more exciting, but oh well, my blogger account seems to not allow me to do so. i really am a tech-idiot eh?

and is it pure coincidence or am i a walking jinx? three times it happened today. i insisted that there was a ya kun kaya toast place at the basement of bugis junction. i dragged karen all the way there and it seemed to have disappeared! first disappearance. then i figured that we could chill at coffee bean instead. walk walk walk, whoa! its gone too!!! i swore those two places existed... a few months ago? years maybe. well, i havent been to bugis in a long long time. and then finally, when gen and chang arrived, we decided to go to billy bombers for dinner. "where is it?" karen asked. i looked at the directory and replied "2nd floor". "oh no, phoebe shouted it. it's going to disappear too!!!" and what do you know? it really wasnt there anymore. freak. what kind of coincidence is this?

hmm, this post wasnt about karma after all.

oh well.

humble pie

most of the time, people write about how they've eaten their humble pie - how they feel blah about this and that and oh, things will change from here.

this time, its a conspiracy to feed someone his humble pie.

i wonder what it tastes like.


good luck.

avie, go away!

avie likes to poke/push/pinch me.

just cos she's our photographer, and blah blah, she takes advantage of this authority to mistreat me.

i feel so abused.

go away!

monsoon drought

interesting how in a day, we can have a thunderstorm in the morning and have the rest of the day hot and humid.

and funny how my mom can change her mind that fast and unreasonably - well maybe not that unreasonably, but to me, it's always unreasonable.

once again, im in need of a job/cash/whatever.

oh well, and i guess that's the way the cookie crumbles.