The SINGArella Story (as promised)

To hell with The Cinderella Story.

Singarella finally arrived at her office (No, not exactly the Prince's castle. Aww.. disappointed? It's ok, life's full of disappointments anyway. GET REAL!)

Time check: 8.31a.m.! SHET! As the story goes (I respect Walt Disney enough to keep to the original story a bit lah.), everything bestowed upon Singarella disappeared and she was in her rags and slippers again.

Oh ya, there's still a difference. Cinderella's clock struck at 12a.m. Singarella's clock is gonna strike at 8.30a.m. for 10 weeks.

The change from The Professional (poser)..

..to the Girl-Next-Door.

Oh well, at least Singarella's still the girl next door. Mai hiam buei pai lor.

No complaints!

(But Singarella's sister said she looks like 15 in this picture. GOT SO JIALAT OR NOT? *faints*)

And her heels changed to slippers, which is really a more of a blessing than a misfortune.

Singarella's late, so she had to run up the flight of stairs to reach her desk which is right at the top. YES, I know Cinderella ran down the stairs, but Singarella ran UP, not DOWN.

But (just to make you readers happy) she dropped one of her slippers anyway!

Happy?

Despite this, she retrieved it herself, not the Prince who did and went all over town letting girls try on the SAME glass slipper. Damn unhygienic lah! WAH LAO EH.

Anyway, I didn't really drop my slipper ok! Siao ah?! I'm clumsy, but not THAT clumsy.

Yay! Happily.Ever.After. She reached her desk, finally.

The reality of life.

All princesses (even fake ones like me) have to be constructive, in case any of you thought they're just there for show.

Singarella re-learns her SPSS (some gross statistics program).

Somebody save her.....

I thought I told you to save her?

She gives up on the possibility of anyone coming to save her and diligently revises her SPSS.

Haiya.. 还是靠自己比较好 lah.

And for once, she wants to be a good worker so that she can do her royal family (NTU) proud. So, ya, better 乖乖做工.

Just then, when she thought that all hope's lost, Prince Harold Tan (aka Dr Harold Tan, her supervisor) comes along and takes her to the..........*drumroll*.........

Not the ball.

He takes her to a little meeting at NUS. Just to let her know some potential colleagues there lah.

These are what Singarella found on Prince Harold Tan's car (No no, not a horse carriage. Boring right? Singarella loves horses!!! But alright lah, at least a car's got air-con and shakes less when it's moving.) :

Winnie the Pooh tissue holder.

Winnie the Pooh steering wheel cover.

Winnie the Pooh's even around the SAFETY-oh-my-god-BELT!

Singarella decided, there and then, that Prince Harold Tan IS NOT the Prince Charming she's always been waiting for.

I mean, Pooh is cute. I mean, once in a while.

But this is like, Winnie the Pooh, The Haunting.

And guess what? There's a baby's safety chair at the rear of Prince Harold Tan's car. Sorry for being such a wet blanket. I told you life's full of disappointments didn't I?

*sinks into depression for 3984211637 years*

PLEASE LAH! You really thought I would be interested in a guy who might be, like, at least 15 years older than me?!

But Dr Tan is definitely a nice person, a nice boss! ^_^

I'm blogging way too much.....................

Oh ya, I've decided NOT to go to Pulau Redang anymore, cause, like, the whole world wants to go there. Some other place maybe. Suggestions pReeezzz?

*gone*