Monday, January 22, 2007
the week that just passed :
being accosted by a persistent surveyor, the annoying perfume promoter, a distresssful time at NUM, fun but embarrassing time at Sentosa with the guys and steph, unpleasant dinner at Asian Kitchen, meeting the girls and abandoning our DXO plans, heading for MOS instead where the crowd was horrid, meeting a nice Aussie man and his girl, and another gentleman on the dancefloor and stoning at Macs at 4 in the morning
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
2 years ago, on this very day, we were at East Coast Park. you were showing me the scars of your childhood accidents. and i, naive as i was, took everything in.
Friday, January 12, 2007
trace your silhouette in candlelight
flowers, lovely dinners, being sent home in a cab at midnight. these are the strangely unfamiliar i'm not used to having in my life. but since it has happened, i shall enjoy it while it lasts.
i'm missing so many people now.they seem to be vanishing into assessments, projects, work, army, vacations and many others. i wonder if i'm gone too.
Wednesday, we wanted to get to Arab Street for Shisha/Hookah or whatever you call it.
"a little smoke never killed anyone" so he says. but we were too lazy so we decided to have a little feast and then stone at the Pyramid instead. peaceful night staring at the threatening orangey sky and the lighthouse in a distance, talking about my holiday, varsity, christening a toad, playing on the slide, watching toddlers.
i feel like dancing, actually.
Monday, January 08, 2007
we hung out on friday for the last time before he enlists for National Service.
had Jap for dinner, caught Blood Diamond and shared a Haagen Daz Sundae which we had along the road near Somerset. after, we wandered around in Meridien talking about Thai massages and being a masseur.
he almost made me believe that there would be a MacDonalds outlet in my ulu neighbourhood when he mistook the coffeeshop sign as the Macs one. amusing. it was a nice chill out day except that i cant bring myself to say that. i often have difficulty expressing appreciation.
my mum told me of an ex-neighbour's son who passed away of cancer at 36years old of age. i felt sympathetic for a while but that feeling was so fleeting. life seems so fragile but, perhaps that's why we should have all the fun we can have while we can.
Sat was spent at home groaning, sniffing and coughing.
met mich neo on Sun, after a really really long while. spent the day shopping and catching up with each other.
she asked why i'm still alone. and i said i still havent found the right one. boy, what a lie.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
girl with kaleidoscope eyes
i've been silly. that i know too well.
D : "i kind of liked you back then"that was 2 years ago? and that just makes everything more screwed up than it already is. i think i will just be ignoring that. so, you can continue talking to me if you have something else to talk to me abt
it's a New Year yet again. last year, we hid away from the world and thought we were happy that way. this year, we joined them and i had fun.
i dont quite rmb much. all i recall was waiting outside starbucks for the fireworks, running into KF and Zhuan and then Chris in the morning, the nasty pain, getting my heel stuck in the pavement again, talking to ray briefly abt As and white men. and i recall him replying with
"another place, another time" to one of my qns. and somehow, that phrase seems a little too familiar but i cant seem to recollect where i've seen or heard it. but i somewhat think i'm supposed to.
sitting at some random pub, listening to random music that i mostly could not comprehend was rather amusing. except when we drank a little too much and became overly maudlin.
i was supposed to meet mich or c. but i so happened to forget and only saw the messages and missed calls when it was too late. and i think i should have gone. instead, i went along and they snucked me into the cinema where i found myself waking up next to ray and benson.
i'm really glad for all those who were there. those who have always been there.
he always make me tongue-tied and at a loss for words even after knowing him for such a long while. it's disastrously embarrassing.