wheeee

attempt at group photo

me sotong and jac!

Jac and her pressie...LUCKY RED UNDERWEAR!

amount of food we ate at sakae

The birthday girls - Jac and Pei Xuan!

This is a late post but still i wanna exclaim...THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!
Chinese Literature exam was a nightmare came true. Studied through the night with yao and karmen over at my place. I thinked i worked hard a little too late, utterly filled with remorse of why didnt i succumb myself to being a nerd since the start of the school term. As Aesop Fables said it, no point crying over spilled milk. If i pass, i pass. If i fail, i fail my entire module. Though i sincerely wish that the former will come true instead of the latter. -groans-

Hung out with the new town lovelies on thurs. We created such a ruckus at Sakae @ Heeren that a particular lonely auntie (she was eating sakae by HERSELF) has this perpetual amused look on her face each time i caught her looking at us! Went to k-box and we k-ed the evening away..poor sotong and jac, JC peeps work had for your prelims eh! =)

Class BBQ coming up, may that night be a wonderful night and let everyone be there!

national day

Whee!
Happy 41st Birthday, Singapore!
Thank you for being the cleanest country in the world.
Thank you for being the only country in the world where it's citizens can speak 4 or more languages in one single sentence.
Thank you for being so globalized and competitive that the only reason why i have not dropped out of school is cox i "scared pai-seh, diu lian" and am of course kia-su, kia-see!

i am a singaporean because i know the difference between express and normal, belachan chilli and garlic chilli, boon tong kee chicken rice and 5 star chicken rice. And yes, singlish is an art, a culture. just like how we "wah lau eh" to everything.
ARE YOU SINGAPOREAN ENOUGH?

i am not asking for sympathy

i think i am beyond redemption. The anatomy of my brain is as complex as ABC.
I thought things will be okay but it is not, in reality. it just happens that eveything is okay because everyone acts as if it is okay when it is in fact not okay.

i hate class politics.
i hate back-to-back bitching.
why cant God make all of us mouthless?
or rather, i think i dwell too much on the nitty-gritties.
i do not hate you
i hate myself.

o-k-a-y, can someone please throw me a bottle of Optimism and hope?
you have no idea how much i need and crave for a temporal ecstasy that brings to an all-new high.

AAAAARGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

you know things are bad when the effect of a glimpse of THE GUITARIST lasts only a short mo. when it used to last for a week. 19 floor is in the running but still waaaay behind.