16 December 2009.

Going down memory lane.

15 December:
One year back...

My favourite embellished birds.

Travelling at the speed of 130 MPH along the motorway, after East Coast Expressway, I would guess, a Light-Emitting Diode embellished bird flew gracefully overhead the seemingly Lilliputian metal body when compared to the magnificent craft above. As it approaches the welcoming runway, the corner of my lip stretched a little further toward my cheekbone, and an appreciative sigh followed.

That was my miracle. What is yours?

Holler up.

The blustering noise generating from the above flat has been causing so much of a din since 1000 hours this morning when I was still sound asleep. My head is thumping along to the perpetual rhythm of the construction yet nonconstructive noise. Here I am trying to relish my Monday afternoon with soft sunlight streaming into the house, whilst sipping a glass of mixer that is gradually losing its chillness. I just have to stretch my patience for not more than three hours and I will be out of my house, free from the incessant, intolerable, deafening noise.

Go figure.

It is not about any attachment to this blog that is keeping me from creating a new space elsewhere. So what is it?

I ended a conference over the phone about two hours ago. We laid out brief details of our project gathering which will take place in exactly seven days. See, we can never shake off the burden of schoolwork completely even during our breather. Age catches up with us, but we catch up with learning.

How time flies. We are just about to hit one on the clock.

Call it inspiration.

It is not getting any earlier, now that I have harmonised my body with time, to rest when the clock hits twelve. I will make it snappy, though. I shall make it a point to inscribe my presence. Could have been too cruel to abandon this space with no meaning attached to it.

Anne is on her way to immerse herself in the heartwarming Christmas spirit London has to offer. In about three hours, she will take in chilled air, yet embrace the warmth of this endearing festive season. I am exhilarated for her. It is as though she is fulfilling my dream, something I may never experience in my present existence. All I can do for myself at the very least is to rely on my imagination.

Time to retreat to my bed, hoping that my dreams tonight will do me a little bit of happiness.
:)

The sky can crack too.

What if this year, that very day, is just like every other year that has gone by?

I don't need a title for this.

Just when I thought everything was coming to an end..
Just when I thought I was nearly there..
It comes down to one thing, that I was dead wrong all along.
Brilliant.

At this moment, let me just step into the picture and say that this year has been rather shitty. I will take a step back and look at the big picture when we welcome 2010 in a matter of weeks. Since this year hasn't really been a smooth ride, next year will be so much better!

So much time have passed, it mustn't affect me any longer. Time to shed my old skin.
(Don't imagine it literally.)

There will always be a tomorrow for every today :)

To seek.

Why question mark

Press on.

A thousand.
Two feet. I'm still on my two feet.

Random surprise, surprise.

Since I hardly ever do it here, I see no harm in doing one now :)

Are you ready for a long survey that actually has some new questions?
Yeah. Great, can't wait!

What does the song you’re listening to remind you of?
More like imagining something.

Is there someone who makes you instantly smile when you receive a message from them?
Perhaps.

Name something you dislike about the day you’re having?
Nothing that I can think of.

Are you disappointed in anyone?
Yours truly.

If you are being extremely quiet what does that mean?
Probably deep in thoughts.

What were you doing at 3am this morning?
Sleeping, I'd say.

How many tattoos would you get?
I'd love to think, at the very least, one more.

What is the latest you’ve stayed up in the past week?
Not too late. 0200 thereabout, I guess.

Do you like being around a large group of friends, or a best friend?
It all depends :)

Where’s your phone right now?
Next to me.

Is there a night you would like to put on repeat, and live it forever?
I guess so.

Have you ever fallen asleep while texting someone?
Hahaha. Yes!

Who was your last missed call from?
Daughter Chua.

What woke you up this morning?
I got up myself when I thought it was time.

Could you date someone taller than you?
Wouldn't consider anything else.

Is there anyone that hates you right now?
You bet.

Have you ever woke up next to someone and wanted to puke?
I think I actually did throw up.

If someone liked you, what would be the best way for them to tell you?
Suit themselves.

Are you looking forward to anything?
Yeah, probably the school break in December.

Do you like surprises?
Why doesn't?

Would you rather your partner have gorgeous eyes or a gorgeous smile?
Both, plus gorgeous lips :D

Is it easy to make you smile?
Beats me.

What color is your toothbrush?
Orange, I suppose.

Have you ever had a black and white cat?
Not even a cat to speak of.

Last time you had someone cook for you?
This morning.

What are you doing right now?
This.

Has the death of a celebrity ever made you cry?
Nope.

Are promises important to you?
More often than not, yes.

Are you a morning person or a night person?
The latter.

What are you listening to right now?
Jump.

Eye color?
Brownish black?

Do you wear contacts/glasses?
Yuppa.

Favorite Season?
Winter. But look what we have here.

Last Movie you Watched?
2012, eons ago.

Piercings?
Yeah.

What were you doing before filling this out?
Couldn't recall.

Right-handed or Left-handed?
The former.

Are you missing someone?
Am I?

Do you have a tattoo?
Yeah.

How’s your hair?
Not anywhere near pleasant.

Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday mornings?
I don't have Saturday mornings.

First thing you thought about this morning?
The guilt that was biting on my conscience.

Are you shy?
Certainly.

Favorite tv show?
None to speak of.

What are the things you always take with you?
Cash, mobile phone, mirror, and the list goes on and on..

What alcohol do you drink?
Anything will do. Nothing in particular.

Who is with you now?
I hope it is just me alone.

Who were you with last time you ate?
Just myself.

Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?
Shu Xian :D

Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
No?

What are your plans for tonight?
Hitting the sack in a bit.

If you could move somewhere else, would you?
Most definitely.

What’s your favorite subject?
As of now, Introduction to Psychology.

Last thing that made you laugh out loud?
Benson papa bear? Haha!

Do you want to be married right now?
Not exactly.

What do you usually do first in the morning?
Curse under my breath.

Do you drink coffee on a regular basis?
I hardly ever drink it anymore.

Do you know anyone who is a hypocrite?
I would include everyone into that long list.

Are you expecting a phone call?
No.

Do you think alcohol should be banned?
Not ever!



I just realised it wasn't quite a coherent set of questions. Haha.
Toodles, poodles.

Oh nine.

I see why you hadn't been letting people into your mind. There is probably no such dying need for others to fathom your thoughts. Apart from you yourself, no one would truly comprehend what's churning inside of you.

However the case, my door will always remain open for you. To my BBF, to my everyone.

Everything is just too overwhelming right now. We all have our own problems, and it's never ending..

Explain.

Then why hadn't you grow tired right from the start?
Nothing else would have happened.

Dusty road.

I was sleeping, wasn't I?
I dislike it when I'm in a subconscious state of mind during the span of my sleep. It confuses me.
Reality versus surreality.

I was sleepy, wasn't I?
My inner me played the role of mother figure last night, coaxing me to fall asleep. She tried to chase away the nasty thoughts with great effort. All I can recall her whispering was, "Shhh, stop thinking so much and go to sleep."
I eventually managed to set my thoughts aside and slip into slumber.

To my dismay, that didn't last long. Those thoughts crept into my sleep from time to time, distorting my dreams, disrupting my state of mind. It was difficult.

I woke up frequently, and that's when everything hits me without mercy. She had to coax me back to sleep again. I'm afraid she will be exhausted very soon. Even at this very moment, she is trying her very best to shield me from the seemingly hurtful thoughts.


(Is it a curse?)

Once bitten, twice shy.

Everything explains now. How would it be like when I wake up?

Totallaay bullshiatty.

I am having two totally nonsensical online conversations now.



Jean says:
Ni zi dao pa le uh.
Gui xia lai ren chuo!
HAHAHA.

CRYSTAL. ?????? says:
humpf wo cai bu yao gui xia lai!
-runsaway-
LOL.

adeline says:
haha
on me

Jean says:
*tAKES BAMBOO*

adeline says:
neighhhh!

Jean says:
Ni hai pao!

CRYSTAL. ?????? says:
jin! ni pao bu guo wo de mazi de!

adeline says:
neighhhhh~

N. says:
so i am a nut?
where is mettian?

Jean says:
Yup, not any nut.
Not peanut.
Not cashew nut.

N. says:
pine nut?

Jean says:
Nope.
COCONUT!
Mettian is another name for coconut.

N. says:
oh!
i see.
so i am a coconut living in a big coconut?

Jean says:
No, you are a coconut living in a big coconut!

N. says:
h u h ?
i thought i said that?
ohhh, i see the difference.
i am a coconut living in a big coconut !

Jean says:
Say you coconut, you really coconut.
You are a coconut living in a big coconut, not a coconut living in a big coconut!
Understooded?

N. says:
nooo. i no understand.

I'm off to read my Introduction to Psychology now :D
Toodles.

I'd surrender yesterday.

Well, as anticipated, I only managed to slip into slumber when it was drawing really close to 0400 hours. Couldn't be more surprised. Is it even anything fresh from the oven?

A preoccupied mind. The so many thoughts made it so difficult to fall asleep despite being physically lethargic. The same thing has been going on for few nights now, so I'm hoping it'll be different tonight. I had a mere hour of shuteye last night, so I'd most definitely be in need of my beauty sleep now.
Right?


I'll be the one this time round. You need your share.

Or was it lost?

I'm contemplating on whether I should catch a wink at all, or otherwise. Believe it or not, I'll have to rise at 0600 just so as to prepare myself for school. Do the math and you'll realise I can only clock in thereabout four hours of sleep.

Then again, I'm feeling a wee bit exhausted now. Surprisingly, huh? I tried not to sleep to my fill last night, and work sufficed in tiring me out quite a bit. An attempt to make me fall asleep anytime before 0400 hours. We'll see.

Till then.
May tomorrow be smooth without internal struggles.

Could it be fear?

What is it that I am feeling now?
What is it that I was feeling when I was waking up in the afternoon?
What is it that I am feeling now?

I remember what I said last night. I managed to hold that thought throughout the day, but at this very moment, at this point of time, I think I just lost it. Are things in such a bad shape now? Unfortunately, I believe so.
But why? Why this late, yet, why so soon? Just why?
Old habits die hard. I'm still not ready to kick my habit yet. Not just yet.

I was sitting at this familiar little corner all alone, and I saw everything. I have to be grateful and glad that what I saw were memories worth reminiscing, despite the ups and downs.
When I'm happy, these memories will come to me on a positive note.
When I'm happy, those days were the best days of my life.
When I'm upset, these memories will come to me on a negative note.
When I'm upset, those days were the worst days of my life.


Life's going to get tougher. It will compromise no wee bit. So it's up to me :)
There will be times where I would throw in the towel and surrender, but whatever it may be, I will not let life defeat me, because I am me.

Hamilton for you.

ANNE! This is the one :)

It's surprisingly magical.

I saw it in a different light. I finally did.
Let it last.
Let it last.
Prolong it till the fire dies.

Yay for now :D

Pinch of optimism.

What's worthwhile of falling out of love is the value of you. The fact it's you I have fallen in love with makes falling out of love worthwhile.

What's worthwhile of eating is the happiness it will bring me. The fact it's food that I enjoy makes eating worthwhile.

Hoho. I feel like having cupcakes! Anyone?
:)

Put the kibosh on, no.

Tuesday was a simple day. A delectable meal followed by a movie to wrap up the night.

I took in the advice. Despite running a little late, I still took a bus down to Tampines Mall. Jerky bus rides are such a nuisance. I found myself short of breath during my bus journey. Doesn't really make sense here, but since it won't put me to death, I couldn't care less. It just gets a tad irritable.

Shayne intended to dine in at Fish&Co., just as what I wanted. Great minds think alike. We took quite some time to make up our minds and agree on what to have. We decided to have mussels, pizza, and New York. We got Akif to pick which pizza we were going to have, so he chose Crawfish Wasabi.
Food was good, like always. But Shayne didn't seem to eat as much as previously.

Seeing that the movie would start at 2130, we had much time to kill. Apparently, we walked from places to places.

I got a bus home. That's an achievement since I hadn't had a cab ride at all. Three cheers for Jean!


Too fast. Too slow. So many changes. Not many chances.

Fall back on.

I may know what's on your mind, but I don't know what's in your heart.

Bring out the love, here in our hearts.
Familiar much?
(Haha.)

07 October 2009.

Credits to Adz.

A toast to our happiness.

Yesterday was pretty much one of a kind, and I managed to chuck those unwanted thoughts (shit) aside throughout the fabulous night. Haven't seen those girls in awhile, and I miss them so very much.

(Pictures will follow.)

Cryst, Adz, Sheng Wei and I met at City Hall at a quarter past six, thereabout. A pity Mas wasn't able to sieve out time due to her hectic schedule. After much deliberation, we decided on Coffee Club, Raffles Place. How can I ever miss out on my Alfredo when I dine in? Cryst had the same, whilst Adz and Sheng Wei got different kinds of baked rice. Toward the end of our palatable meal, Hamz joined us.

Sheng Wei had to part from us to run some errands. Thereafter, we promenaded to Clarke Quay, and that was when things stepped a notch higher. Along the way, we did the littlest good deed by sharing a small amount of what we have with the man selling packets of tissue. It was like a green light for us to have a ball that night, but nevertheless, our intentions were pure.

Hamz brought us to King Satay where we settled down and got ourselves a couple of drinks. Cryst got pretty silent, whilst Adz, on the contrary, was blabbering away. No worries, Adz, it didn't irk me the slightest bit :)

Hot chicks that walked by caught our attention. They are like, whoa, wow, weets. We also saw a guy who carried a striking resemblance of Ne-Yo. Worst of all, there was this old folk cuddling and fondling the pillar like he wanted to grind it.

Before heading to the riverside, we took a little stroll around the corner, and lucky us, we bumped into hot Caucasian guys (like finally!) just a stone's throw away from Attica, and they simply swept us off our feet. They have just the most beautiful features any guy would die to have.

We sat by the river, chattering away, gradually ending our night with the breathtaking scenery.

We went on separate ways with Hamz and I taking bus 12 back to our hometown. I happened to catch a glimpse of Ice Cream Chefs, though I still have no idea where is it situated at. The route was seemingly unfamiliar to me, knowing how bad I am with directions.

Perhaps it is just me, but I felt that my room stank throughout half the night I was in it. Not that I hadn't bathe before I slept, neither did I leave my dirty laundry in my room, but it just reeked.

Next week, girls? :D

Neither one prepared.

Ever just the same.
Ever a surprise.
Ever as before.
Ever just as same.
The sun will rise.


Bittersweet and strange.
Finding you can change.

Disastrous disaster.

Cross my fingers.
Blind and emotionless.

Repetitive and vicious.

I am still left with two weeks of holidays and I am already wishing for my break during the coming December. Part of me is feeling hopeful about a fresh semester, yet another part of me is freaking out.

Undesired descent.

I hadn't had good past two days, and I'm glad they are over, but I'm still unsure what the near future would be like for me. Not quite seeing any glimpse of light at the end of my tunnel, but I'll try to make my way there. You're right, I should solve my problems to the best of my abilities. Sacrifices will be made in return. I have to pay a price.

I shall not expatiate much on the uncalled happenings of Thursday night, with relations to work. I don't want to be reminded of anything. Perhaps it has been quite some time since I last experienced a busy crowd, so I couldn't adapt to it. My incompetency dealt a blow to me as I wasn't capable of fulfilling my assigned duties efficiently. Mistakes made were an issue to me as well. Talked about it, so I don't want to go there again. I just want to extend my appreciation to Min as he was patient with me throughout the night.

Friday wasn't even a good day to begin with. I tried, but it was an epic failure with me losing control of my emotions. It got the better of me and tears overwhelmed me. It was my first time breaking into tears over work-related matters at the store itself. I was disappointed as I promised myself that nothing of such should happen, and I thought I could last longer than that.

The entire situation was nothing major, but somehow or rather, it was the trigger of my waterworks. Truth to be told, I thought, and that was actually a blunder I made. It was more than just my mistake which affected me, and when I could take it no longer, I rushed into station D for a breather.

There were a couple of misconceptions. Betty thought I was mad at her, hence I wept. Phyo had the impression that the customers screwed me. None of these were true. As a matter of fact, the customers didn't even use a harsh tone on me. They were merely disappointed, and I sensed that. Neither was Betty at fault because I understood that her intentions were harmless.

At station D, I did many reflections. I looked back at the reasons, reasons that no one knows. No one at all, except of yours truly. It's redundant for anyone to make wild guesses. You'll know when you know.

The sauce set area is a sacred place to me, like no one can relate to. I seek solace there. It holds my recollections and frustrations, my tears and smiles.

Circular motion moves best.

My mind has its limitations. There is only so much it can hold. But everything seems to pushing it beyond the edges.

When there is that, there is that again, I lose sight of my priorities. Everything becomes a blur. What exactly are we? Frail beings with malicious hearts, or malicious beings with frail hearts? Too difficult to fathom because to each, their own.

If only thoughts were like creases on my trousers. A glide of the iron straightens everything.

Tasty toast.

I had a sudden surge of craving for toast, specifically peanut butter toast. So I went into the kitchen in hopes of finding some peanut butter to prepare myself a simple supper. To my dismay, I could find no nothing! I thought I could make do with a heavily buttered toast with a slice of cheese to go along. I was in the midst of preparing everything, only to realise I ran out of white bread.

What an utter disappointment!

I guess I shall just have my Peanut Butter Cup as a consolation.

River running.

You've changed. Do you think I am too ignorant to sense the change?

A treat for two.

It has never been fair, right? And it never will.

I am going to sleep now. It is perchance the best way out. Indeed, but not for long. Eventually, we have to get up from it.

I'm trusting.
Haven't changed a wee bit.

Race day.

AWESOME SHITZZZZZ OR WHAT.

I had a little insight on the atmosphere burning up the circuit before the night race. Of course visuals from the screen didn't exactly get my adrenaline pumping as much as those being at the scene itself, but no doubt that my anticipation only grew with minutes counting down to the commencement of the night race.

Results weren't quite what I expected or hoped for, with Nico Rosberg slipping behind after carrying out his drive through penalty. He had a good start, shuffling between the second and third positions with Sebastian Vettel, but fall out of qualification for podium after an unfortunate mistake he made. A pity, I thought. Same goes for Sebastian Vettel when he had to serve his penalty which forfeited his chance at podium. It was just so close.

Lewis Hamilton had his victory secured right from the green light. It was so amazing to see him go, being so consistent throughout and it was not only physically demanding, but also mentally challenging. He deserved to be the champion.

Brawn managed to get themselves the fifth and sixth placing with Jenson Button as the fifth. I think he is cute too.


Me likey F1 :D

Taste so sour.

I honestly wonder what is the reason behind my titles. More often than not, they have little or no relation to my posts. So why the hassle? Then again, a post without a title seems empty. Forget it, I'll just leave things the same way they are.

I thought I could bethink about work today (Saturday) as it seems like ages since I last did a detailed entry about it. Well, I'll just give it my best shot as my mind is hoping for an early night.

Time check: 0220

Journey to work earlier on reflected the same as before. We tend to do a whole lot of thinking when we are alone. Way too typical, but that's understandable. Of course, there is a difference between the past and present which you have no choice but to let your own imagination run amok.

As usual, I arrived early. No surprise. I remembered vaguely that Izwan has a girlfriend, but I had no clue as to who she was. So whilst at station D, this new girl by the name of Hani/ Honey was sitting at table 5*, a separate table from Izwan. I felt awkward for them because they were conversing yet apart from each other. I had to ask them over before they sat beside one another at the same table as me.

I was pretty ignorant, so I actually asked the silliest question of the day!
Jean: You guys know each other?
Izwan: Err, ya.
Hani: *Nodded*
At that very moment, I realised they are a couple! I scurried to Hanah and told her my embarrassment.

Oops, I am tired. So in summary, work was pretty much all right. Not much of an excitement, though. I guess the only incident worth drawing your attention to was the birthday rap I led. I paused right before the start of the birthday rap and May Ann had to kick it off for me.
Oh my goodness!


F1 RACEEEEE!
I can't wait :D
I'm placing my bets on several.
Driver-wise, Lewis Hamilton and Nico Rosberg. I'm hoping for Rubens Barrichello and Jenson Button (come on!) as well, but they have more than enough points for constructors standings now!

MP4-24 and FW31, please do your drivers proud!

Grandstand.

I AM JEALOUS!

Formula 1.

A pity I couldn't catch last night's practice rounds, but I guess tonight's qualifying rounds made up for my loss. Be thankful I can at least watch it at home and have a brief thrill of it.

Lewis Hamilton.
Nico Rosberg.
:D

Not much of a disappointment for me for their qualifying rounds, I guess. Hamilton was absolutely brilliant! Rosberg could have been a tad faster to surpass Vettel's lap. But it's all right. Tomorrow matters most.

Rosberg looked so suave with his blonde tress dripping in perspiration which accentuated the charisma he exuded.
DID YOU SEE?!

Hamilton was awesome! Wasn't he smouldering hot? That smile of his was so genuine and sincere. (Obviously!)

McLaren MP4-24.
Williams FW31.
:D

BGP001 was stunning, so was MP4-24!

L-O-V-E-L-Y!

So please don't.

Things are taking a turn now, and as a matter of fact, it is for the worse. It is different this time round, I can feel it. Things are slowing down. If you deprive me of my chances, life will reduce to a hollow tunnel. What I say will only return as echoes.

Not another word.

"This space dictates my love for you. Should I abandon it for two revolutions around the clock, it would cut me through my flesh because without it, I feel disconnected from you."

Square one.

History repeating itself. I guess it is just a cycle we can never break free from. I just didn't see it coming. You were right, weren't you? Despite referring to a separate matter, it applies to every other situation too. It is unpredictable, it is unforeseeable, just like weather forecast. Anything can happen, be it good or bad.

Life lesson #001:
(I'll keep it within myself.)

The depth.

I would say, this post is a creation of abruptness. Merely a surging urge to submit an entry. Following this, I would head to bed in hopes of catching an early night.

My brain isn't exactly at its brightest moment now so my many thoughts are practically quite cloudy now. I don't even know where to begin. With every passing second along with every bat of my eye, different thoughts are flashing across my head.

Despite being dozy now, I am positively sure that the instant I plonk myself onto my bed, the daily routine of tossing and turning would commence. It is difficult to settle in and disconnect from my train of thoughts. My mind isn't in a soporific state for me to slip into slumber with a snap of fingers. This has been continuing sporadically since days days back.
PERCHANCE I NEED MY COUGH SYRUP.

Deep down under.

Screw facebook. Whatever.

True love = Everlasting love?
Everlasting love = True love?

When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.
This time, I am exceptionally worried about dearest. But I am most certain that he'll be tough enough to get through whatever may comes.
Speech of strength :)


Things have got to get better somehow, someday. Someday.

Smitten.

I had a dream about the most beautiful thing ever.

Honour.

I promised a post, so here it is.

The night before, I clocked two whole hours of tossing and turning on bed which utterly frustrated me. I miss those days when I instantly slip into slumber the moment I throw myself right onto my bed. But then again, those times are the days when I would be deprived of my beauty sleep.

Anyhow, I woke up even before my alarm could interrupt. By alarm, I mean my automatic, electronic, robotic phone alarm, and not my personal alarm call.

0520, thereabout.

Casually and delicately, I walked out to my balcony and the sight I caught was definitely one of the most beautiful skies I have ever seen with my naked eye. The curvature of the crescent moon was shaped into a perfect arc. I love crescents above all. Considering that this is Singapore, a crescent moon with a couple of glistening stars hanging right above is actually quite a deal. Well, at least to me.

All of us met up at Whitesands few minutes past eight. Nab, Anne and I were there to send Nadz off to be a man, and do the right thing. I have to admit that it was my virgin visit to a not-so-little island called Pulau Tekong.

It was most certainly an eye-opener being exposed to what I would see it as something honourable now. We took the catered bus to SAF Ferry Terminal before boarding what you call a fastcraft. The speed of the boat wasn't anywhere near fast.

Upon arrival, we had to part with Nadz to have a guided tour around School 1, which is at Rocky Hill. Throughout this entire thing, I felt surprisingly nostalgic. Kind of reminded me of those times I have spent at NCC HQ, SISPEC and BMTC at Pasir Laba Camp. Wonderful moments.

When we got back to School 2, we were ushered to the main auditorium where Nadz and other recruits were. Watching the video they played on screen made me felt like I was back in Spec Course. Memories oh memories.

Thereafter, the Muslim recruits were led to a separate auditorium for some briefing, so as their parents, we had to tag along. After which came the sad but inevitable moment where we had to bid farewell to Nadz. Please understand that I don't wish to elaborate any further.

We left Tekong for mainland, and we met Farhan at Whitesands.
FINALLY, I had my Alfredo at Coffee Club.

We headed to Tampines to catch The Time Traveler's Wife. Dearest managed to stay awake throughout the whole movie. Haha :)


(The many things in my mind.)

Hollow.

Jean promises to publish a decent post about 14 September.

Soft cotton tearing.

I feel it now. I am feeling it again.

Bone dry.

Just clocked in four hours. One-third revolution round the clock.

JUST HOW LONG MORE?!
My patience is thinning.
My patience is running dry.

Battle the battle.

For the superficial sake of killing time, I am actually trying to get down to brief writing. Why the need for that? Well, I am sure we all know that TP's website can irritate the faeces out of us at crucial moments such as CHECKING OF RESULTS.

Since I am not particularly a TP-activities-oriented student, I didn't register for the text service, or whatever you would love to call.
Hence, the agony of waiting.

I'll just let it be a test of my very limited patience. Let's see how far it can actually stretch. Besides, it's not as though throwing my tantrums would make the system run any faster. My patience has just clocked two whole hours and I am proud to announce its continuance.


Acceding to Sally's humble request, I'll make this a long post. Hahaha.

Long..

Loong..

Looong..

Loooong..

Looooong..

Loooooong..

Looooooong..

Loooooooong..

Looooooooong..

Loooooooooong..

Pretty satisfying, no? What's definitely a notch more gratifying was the apple strudel I had. It will be a pity should I finish the whole piece all at once. So I kept the other half in the refrigerator and I shall savour every bit of it. But in honest frank truth, no strudel beats Ritz's.

Anyways, if you happened to swing by Anne's blog, you would know I was out shopping with her. Chew Anne Marie, I didn't buy many things, mind you. I have so so so sooo so so so so many things I want to buy, me thinks. Sure there are, but I can't find them! How upsetting.

Long enough, right?
So off I go :D

None of it.

Too much negativity.


Yesterday was dearest's POP. Funny how time flew. I am extremely proud of him, and he knows that.

I was very much amazed that my dad actually granted me to leave the house at 2200.
Jean: Daddy, I am going out.
Daddy: Oh, going out now uh.

So dearest came to pick me up at 2200, thereabout. We headed to airport since I wanted to have some ice cream at Swensen's.

Then we headed to Changi Village since dearest wanted to pack some food home for his family.


I updated :D