BUT'S...

i love my hair in black. 

i hate its just plain blah black.

i love to party all week.

i love to coop at home.

i think its neccessary to be fake.

i detest being fake.

i love the sunshine. 

i like being in dark places.

i love white.

i hate what white does to me.

i love prints.

i need basics.

i love suspense.

i hope you'd spare me the need to guess.

i love.

i don't.

random random random.

Havent been out, soaking up vitamin d along orchard in a long time. A healthy dose of sunshine won't turn me right into an african I guess so no fret.

gfs are too busy with either work or school.

Just want to be out and about instead of staring at those blue strips, checking emails once every 5 minutes for mailing list updates, and thinking about stupid stupid stuff.

Till then, I'm contented lying in bed with a good read and a box of tissue for the runny nose.

Finally when I put my mind on something, there's always another crap that comes along and shove me off my track.

I want bury myself in my notes but there's this I gotta do, there's that I need to go to.

And dad just asked why I have so much time to help out a friend and no time to clean the toilet. 

Sometimes, I realise, it's safe to keep my mouth shut and be as transparent as possible at home.

PROMISE

I've just gotten through one workless week so far and yet I've already become irritatingly restless.

I'm refusing the books as much as I can despite what I keep telling myself and others I need to do. I simply end up in a state of blank.

Maybe I miss work because I keep dreaming about the folks and waking up even before sunshine says hello. Inadequate sleep left me too awake to go back to Zz land and too tired to do anything the entire day. There's no mood and energy to study, for tele, to talk, read the now fav book of mine, nor to even think. Just lying there like some kind of paralytic (touchwood).

Except for the lunch with ibm folks,  Jo's bday party and grandma's bday dinner, I'm left with my soggy maggie yums and emptiness for the rest of the week. 

I just love this shot of pris and xindy so much. 

Will restock if moi is back in supposed winter time : )

Jo's 21st bday dinner. 

Johnathan somehow stole half of her limelight. The ladies's man boy. Everyone love him, don't they?

Kidnapped my hp and went around taking pics of others. At the end of the day I had to delete somewhat 50 photos he took.

Miss joyce, bring him to every event we have next time.

Drinkin' beer!!! 

Grandma's bday dinner. 

What else but uncles and aunties, cousins, cousins' children, small talk, catching up, a lot of food, and most memorable being the inedible cake. Pass to mum, anything and everything, pass to mama.

The cousins: 

first row - don't know who they are.

second row - my gang.

Blink and 4 months passed. It's my last day at work.
- miss the peeps.
- miss squeezing in the middle of pris and xindy.
- miss going for long long 2 hour lunches.
- miss going other places via red red car besides bedok, TM, simei, signature, quest.
- miss playing arcade bball, daytona with you all.
- miss sitting around round table and eating fish soup mee sua.
- miss the gossip.
- miss eating cheesecake for teabreak.
- miss muting the phone and burst out laughing like mad together when MY and LY speak their cannot-make-it, broken english.
- miss having balloons around
- miss helium time
- miss being called xiao mei.

- will not miss punching holes.
- will not miss doc room.
- will not miss filing.
- will not miss photocopying machine.
So then, thanks for having me, I really had a blast here.
Will see you guys soon (I Hope), lots and lots of LURVE!
P/S: Many apologies if I kept losin' orders/ filing the wrong stuff. Heh heh.

Just a couple of videos- celebrating Pris & my bday 220908:

We thrashed TS in 5/10? Hahas. Thanks for the wine/guanaja/surprise/effort/thought/fun/laughter. Appreciate it.

Drink coffee! Do stupid things faster with more energy.

I shouldn't be doing all these.

Dad woke me up at 8:30(again?), asked if I'm working today. Dreamt that I attended Nageb's lecture and thought it was a Sunday so I replied no.

5 secs later I came back to dull reality. Yes I have to work. Yes I have to get up. And No, sadly, it's not a Sunday. Arrived at work, late again.

Took half day for night lecture. Rained like Singapore's going to submerge in no time. Got home to realise my home got flooded instead. Dad's fish tank leaked and filled the whole living room with half a tank of the fishes' world. Well on the bright side, I'll take it that I'm washing the floor, with a tinge of fishy smell that's all.

It's nice to witness the shock on people's faces when they saw my last entry. 

Okays, I will definitely try to retain it as neat I can, but, NO PROMISES.

Walked in office today and was greated by cheerleaders and balloons. The cheerleaders' attempt to get us all hyped up did nothing to lift the moody mood but the balloons sure took away all our monday blues! That's what I love about here. Those little surprises here and there makes it so less boring over here.

Well apparently there was a liveband but I had absolutely not a clue about their presence until the others told me. Either I'm too blur or they don't really own any stage presence. I'd like to say... it's the latter.

It's nice to be greeted by something/ anything on a monday.

Though it's balloons again, at least it's better than nothing. 

Was in the middle of taking pictures when Pris walked in. Talk about red carpet treatment. "Welcome pris!"

Then inevitably, everyone "stole" those balloons back to their place. 

Had tonnes of fun experimenting with helium. Total craziness. 

Enjoy:

#1 TS

#2 Xindy

#3 Pris

#4 Me

Woke up 08:30 and realise I should, by right, be in CF lecture now day dreaming instead of being in bed.
Olly crap! So might as well not go to school at all.
Since the next thing on my to-do-list is to, well, tidy room YET again, I reluctantly got to it. ZZZzzz.

Just let me show you all what state it was in before I finally got off my arse and start to "autumn clean."

YES, I'M THAT SHAMELESS!

BEFORE:

Ahh nope! Shut that jaw, believe it.

So 13 hours later...

AFTER:

Tada! See, bedspread still purposely fold nice nice eh!

Oh but just don't open the cupboards yet.

To be continued tomorrow.

Tired can?!

I guess this recent OT period has stolen watashi from me.
I barely slept, I barely had the chance to take a breather, I barely had the time to meet up with my friends.
I reckon I wasn't in my right state of mind. I told myself it was over. I thought I've survived the worst of it and prevailed. I thought I forgot. Or at least I thought I did, for like maybe a couple of months - when I'm too busy to think, too tired to remember.
But when you don't have your friends around to hear what you have to say, when you don't have them to remind you of what shit you had to go through, you do what your heart tells you to. You don't think. You don't act rational.
I know some of you might think I'm bananas now but I've learnt from the last season of flood-myself drama.
I'm just going to live my life here in this small, sunny-if-not-rainy-only island whilst... you do what you need to.
At least I'm prepared for it.
But then I still ideate the thought of what-ifs.
Everything will soon be dealt with - when I have had enough sleep.