Saturday March 27, 2004

ooh does this work

Thursday March 25, 2004

omg omg omg omg!!! are you wondering WHY my old template is back up?! because…

 *hyperventilates*

…Marcus actually paid for it (Joyce has no credit card). so now i can put up pictures again!! YAY!!! i still have to figure out how to have this template anD a chatterbox at the same time tho… :p  but i love this template more so too bad i’m using it for now  you all can go put comments or something.

Marcus is handsome.
Marcus is hot hot hot.
Marcus makes my knees weak.
Marcus makes me laugh.
Marcus is da bomb.
Marcus is so sexy.
Marcus is cute.
Marcus has sexy muskels.
Marcus is intelligent.
Marcus is never boring.
Marcus is a party animal.
Marcus turns me on.

Thank you Marcus!! omg i’m so happy now. it just so made up for my shitty night at Zouk. Since i can put up pics again, here’s pics from Mooky’s bday last Friday night at Unity in Nuovo. Below are my best girlfriends and i :

happy happy happy happy happy!!!

Thursday March 25, 2004

I went for my tattoo touch-up at noon today. It was fine. Simon says i’m a ‘director of inconvenience’ cos i’m fussy. And erm it’s actually my secOND touch-up… hee hee *shy* Now my lower back fairy is nice and dark again yAY**

I just woke up. I rarely sleep in the afternoon so today was special. I’ll be off to Zouk in half an hour for the opening. i hope to god it sucks not, because i have alotta work to do and i won’t be sleeping till 7 pm tomorrow cos i’m going there… yea yea… see Joyce’s priorities:  1. work   2. partying   3. sleep

ok so sometimes numbers 1 and 2 turns around *looks at ceiling* 

oh shite i gtg change and look all gorgeous and fabulous now (or even more so) later later!! *runs to room*

Wednesday March 24, 2004

I just washed off the dye from my hair. It’s purple underneath now. Not fluorescent awful purple. Nice chic dark purple that is obvious under (not necessarily glaring) light. At least it’s not a faded-red-to-brown jeng ass colour anymore.

It just so happened Mooky, Ashley, and i were wearing baby blue today in Coffeebean 1U. Big Ben was with us too. Us two girls had another stupid argument against ben and mooky. It was about ponies AGAIN!! (if you missed out the ‘pony’ saga on friendster, i’m too lazy to type it all out here). AGAIN AFTER ALL those MONthS of people telling them there ARE such things as ponies they still would NOT fucking accept it! in FACT, here are some intelligent facts they came up with!! (please note my frustration and tearing out of purple hair here):   1. Donkeys are retarded horses (ok this was quite funny) 2. Ponies will grow up to be horses when they’re ready

Ash and i then tried to tell them that ponies to horses are like mice to rats. i.e. they are smaller and different versions of species of the latter. But no. That failed too! whYYY!?!! cos they THINK THAT little white mice actually BECOME rats!!! EARHGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!

*pants*

On a different note, Aaron and were talking bout me with a shaved head. He said it would be wildly unattractive. Me, being a fightingcock had to retaliate with reasons how fabulous i would be with it. I could wear a wig when i was bored or ’wanted’ a hairstyle.What MORE, i can safely take cabs at night and noone would want to rape me. Than he said, ‘you think cab drivers don’t rape ugly people?’ And i said, well it’s not that i would be ‘ugly’ but i would be freaky so they wouldn’t wanT to. Futhermore, i will look like i have cancer and which cab driver would want to rape a person with a terminal disease?! *one raised eyebrow*

yay. i win.

Tuesday March 23, 2004

I’ve only slept two hours since Sunday night (nO i’m not on any substances thank you) but i still seem to be okay.  I went to Karma just now with Mary, Gen and the usual.

Mary tried to peep at me in the bathroom, the naughty girl. The toilet door has those slits that face downward + outward, if you know what i mean, and she squatted in front of my door going ‘i can seeeeee youuuu!!!’ Gave me a nice shock. I felt pretty violated after that and told Lisa that Mary had been trying to look at my privates. I had one beer, cos if i drank much more, i would knock out cos of my lack of sleep.

A sentence spoken by a supposedly sane anonymous friend of mine:

“I’m playing house music… cos i’m in my house”

*cough*trippingtoomuch*cough*

Monday March 22, 2004

I’m still awake.

I might drop asleep in the afternoon. Hopefully not. My ‘artist’s block’ is over! *happy happy joy joy*  I finally thought of what to do for my brochure design and have been happily at it since then.

My father is away. Dammit. If you don’t know why i don’t like it when he isn’t here, read March 08.