.the Giant Bitch.

The Giant Bitch started working at HSBC in July. During the first few weeks at work, the Giant Bitch would constantly send me whatsapp messages updating me about the cute boys in her team and the bitchy girls who were trying to steal her limelight. I would in turn encourage her to only hang out with the “cool crowd”, which includes staying far away from Vee (this girl who looks like an Ah Lian and is constantly stirring shit for her).

As the first few weeks were the Giant Bitch’s training period, she was very free. Thus, I was constantly forced to play WordsWithFriends with her. For all you iPhone noobies, WordsWithFriengs (“WWF”) is the iPhone version of scrabble. Every time I put down a word, the Giant Bitch would respond within 3 minutes. And if I do not respond within a few hours, the Giant Bitch would send me repeated messages that say “DAOOOOOOOO”. WWF was fun while it lasted.

The Giant Bitch has started work proper and is constantly out meeting clients to meet her sales quota. I do not get to see her as much now that she is hard at work I have also been keeping myself terribly busy at school this semester, taking part in mooting competitions e.t.c. On Monday, we both decided that we have not seen each other for a while and needed to hang out properly (last we saw each other was for Lykke Li’s concert last Wed zzz). I drove to her workplace to pig her up at 7.45p.m. and we sped off to eat Laksa Steamboat near Pasir Panjang. We then dashed off at 9p.m. to Clementi to cut our hair for $3.90 each. Then, we made a mad dash to Bukit Timah for a drink. To end off our (very efficient) night, we rushed to Bukit Panjang to demand the return of $300 from this boy who showed no inclination of paying the Giant Bitch back her money. We were like loansharks, banging at the door of the boy’s house at 11.20p.m.. As the boy was not at home, we spoke to the parents instead. The Giant Bitch showed no mercy to the poor mother. She emphasized repeatedly “I AM NOT THE ONLY VICTIM!”

I cowered in fear.

As I grow older, I realize that the people that you choose to hang out with are very important. The Giant Bitch is a funny one. I heart her plenty.

.Hello blog.

It’s been… quite a while since I last felt like writing.

I turned 22 last week and the friends have been very kind. Knowing that I was stuck at home and stressed up to my eyebrows with school, they brought the party to my doorsteps instead. The Giant Bitch texted me afterwards saying “Nobody should spend their birthday alone”. Haha!

I think at 22, I’m still struggling with learning how to let go of the things that used to matter. But sometimes, you just have to… because the things that used to be good are no longer good for you. I find that a few drunken nights usually helps. AND so we move on…

I’m very excited that I’m going to represent Singapore for an international moot competition at Hong Kong. The team’s going to consist of the Queen Slut and another Indian (Oh, the stress) from NUS. This is going to be fun!