Well the past few weeks have past in a monotonous drawl... but NS is coming real soon.
Had a blast at my birthday and spent a good few weeks being blonde.


When i 1st dyed it, it was bluish


by my birthday it was silver


then finally faded to blonde(ala gaga)


inspired by gaga's latest look

And then...


Bam! its all gone.

Haha. Well 3 reasons why.
1. The blonde was getting yellower with each wash, and the roots were getting pretty obvious.
2. I'd rather going bald be my decision rather than a victim of government protocol.
3. I've decided on an internal shift of perception, and what better way to start than with an outward change.
So yeah. NS is in exactly 2 weeks and to be honest i'm both kinda scared, and pretty excited. 6 months of doing nothing has left me yearning for a lifestyle change and well, it may not be the kind i want but at least its different. Way different. So yeah i'm just gonna go in with an open mind and hope for the best.

AAAAAHHHHH! What a wild weekend. Man i'm tired. Haha.

On saturday we planned to celebrate Nuraini's birthday at Play. Franco and dom couldnt make it due to unforseen circumstances, so it was just 5 of us and a bottle of Smirnoff. And cause i kept making rather weak mixes that went down so well, suffice it to say i didnt know when to stop. At about midnight i decided to go in myself 1st and dance to the high, but the moment i got there, i puked in the bushes. My mind spun, my head felt cold and my vision was cloused with white and multi-colored dots. Sure there were comfy couches inside but i couldnt make it that far so i just lay down on the front steps, half conscious. Some bitch took a photo of me in my state of unglamness but i was too disoriented to do anything so i just said "so mean..."

When i felt i could stand, i went inside, washed my mouth and face and found the others, and by george it was already 2am. Haha. Partied till 4, and my stomach felt whorrible so i cabbed home and the moment i got there, rushed to the toilet for diarrhoea. Talk abut exiting from all ends.

Sunday was far better. In fact, the best evening i've had in a long time. Thanks to Sam, i could go for Lady Gaga's showcase at clarke quay. Paid $65 for a ticket, and waited in line from 5-8pm in the harsh humidity, but it was well worth it. She was amazing. Loves.


my arms look good here. must be the gymming.


sam working it


the venue








p-p-p-pokerface










Then after a quick dinner at Mac, it was time to party at Zirca, and boy was it good. They had all my fave grooves. Circus, Love Game, Disturbia, Let Me Think About It, Bottle Pop and boy did i work it. Play always pales in comparison. Man. Went home smiling. Awesome.

*sweeps cobwebs away and flings em unceremoniously into the garbage*

Phew. Been a long time since i've posted. Not that i've had nothing to post about, in fact i've had a lot of drama to post about yet i just didnt feel like it. Ironic much. Anyways, in brief, Eli is certified human, as he found out he CAN love again. Even tho it was shortlived and ended in a 3fold heartbreak. Haha. But i'm alright now i guess.

Anyways, even tho previously i had been whining about the grotesquely quick pace in which my free months are passing, i now want it to pass even faster. I cant wait for my birthday! Hahaha. Like. Immensely. Like even more than previous years somehow. Its gonna be partying galore and i'm gonna be blonde again. And this time, even more fabulous than before.

But of course, everything comes at a price, and unfortunately my wallet is drier than the mammary glands of an 80 year old. Sure, love is at the top of my list of needs/wants, but its completely blasphemous to say that money cant improve your life... by a lot. Haha. So many things i wanna get. Blazer. Shoes. Hair. And of course i'll have to set aside money for the b'day celebration. Ahh i'm quivering in my boxers... as you would now know that i wear exclusively at home. I wear no pants. I want no pants. Cause its damn friggin hot and humid. Only gaga fans will understand.

And speaking of whom. Lady Gaga is comin to singapore and its sooooo freakin unfair that she's only having a private showcase. If it were a concert, i'd cut off my left leg to pay for a ticket. But no. We fans have to be subjected to the awful marketing schemes of companies like Mediacorp radio or Singtel... to 'win' tickets. Damn them. I love you lady gaga but you're making it so damn hard. No pun intended.

I'm SO BORED!
I cant believe i've actually spent friday and saturday night at home. Considering i've been partying every weekend for the past 5 weeks. But do you really think i'd quit it now that i'm free of school? Think twice honey. Its Zirca tomoro. Woots! Hahahaha. I've been wanting to hit it ever since it opened. I hope it doesnt disappoint.

In other news, the job hunt isnt going well... but i'd be lying if i told you i've been working hard at trying to find work. Haha. I'm such a lazy skinny ass. Damn. Soo need to get a job. But what with this recession and all. Blah! Cause my spending power has sorta outgrown my allowance. So yeah. This excerpt of a Lady Gaga song should sum it up. I soo love her.

We got a redlight
Pornographic dance fight
Systematic, honey
But we go no money

Our hair is perfect
While were all getting shit wrecked
It's automatic, honey
But we got no money

Daddy I'm so sorry, I'm so s-s-sorry yeah
We just like to party, like to p-p-party yeah

Bang Bang...