February 24, 2009 at 1:59 pm (Uncategorized)

ok, did the god of fertility go rampant in february?

happy birthday (yet another one) to tan chin hong (who will never be just another person to me)

i don’t do elaborate shoutouts. not usually. but i break all my norms for you.
because in form 1, i mercilessly bugged you.
because in form 3, you made me laugh all the time and tolerated my rubbish.
because in form 5, you were one of the very few people i trusted.

mcr woi.
and my mum likes you. yeah. plus points.

thank you for never letting me down. and for being my go to guy.

i’ve been sitting in this sort of half slouch all day which optimises my writing speed (so i think) , a useful advantage in law, except i now have a sore back.
this is me whining.
i cannot stress this enough. if you want to join the a-voice, send in your resumes. yes, i’m talking to you a54, don’t widen your eyes in mock shock.
there is chocolate orange flavoured yogurt in the fridge and it’s really not half as bad as i expected it to.
law mocks in a week. law mocks in a week. law mocks in a week.
i notice i have this unexplainable habit of typing certain words/phrases thrice. i tend to do this in speech as well. i don’t know why.
ok, my time limit for doing nothing useful is all used up now.

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February 23, 2009 at 3:36 pm (Uncategorized)

hecticness. i officially came into my position as editor today, and i’ve already proofread the february issue, spoken to john twice, and read through what seems like a gazillion resumes.
i’m loving it though. pb280018

to the girl who radiates sunshine and all that good stuff, happy birthday. here’s to another…year and a half together.

i have been sitting at the computer for 4 hours straight. my stomach is demanding sustenance of sorts. it’s nearly midnight. i still have resumes tto read through, people to call, and i have to be up in the am for lit.
i love hectic. love love love.

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February 22, 2009 at 1:45 pm (Uncategorized)

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and i don’t know why but with you i’d dance

February 22, 2009 at 1:13 pm (Uncategorized)

i’m still tired from saturday, been sneaking in naps whenever i can really.
spanish was hilarious, because well, i was stupid.
charlie: ¿quieres pizza? (do you want a pizza)
me: no, gracias, no fumo. (no thanks, i don’t smoke)

afterwards, rushed to winsor tower in hartamas for the sasa bbq.
it was so hot! so when i found out wei keen and natalie were going grocery shopping in hartamas shopping centre, i immediately tagged along.
i love air conditioning. love love love.
the bbq was fun. met the new sasaians, decided who was interesting etc, did some mild mocking, made mean jokes with joshua and wei keen. i swear i’m not actually mean. people just make it easy sometimes.

left close to ten when toh picked me up to go to hong’s party.
i like hong’s uncle. as soon as we arrived, he excitedly pointed out food and gave us beer. there’s potential for a long lasting friendship right there.
sat around laughing and playing cards with this giant sized deck leconte gave hong in accordance with the festivities. mainly though, we sat around gossiping, because that’s what we do best. met new people, well ok more like 3 people, but still.
oh, and at one point, jun yow found my heels that i stashed in my tote and they were passed around for all the boys to try on. keith, they looked good on you. the rest of you, stick to your adidas la hah.

left at midnight, dropped people off, and reached home at 1 something.
tres exhausted.


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settle precious

February 20, 2009 at 3:07 pm (Uncategorized)

freaky fit fun friday was awesome.
the rest of you are missing out. i am so worn out right now.
tropicana has zamazing showers. i swear it’s worth going there purely for the showers.
after going through the ginormous entrance that says tropicana, i spotted a sign that said beware of guard dogs and proceeded to mock it, much to charlie’s chagrin.

hah. guard dogs. sure. i bet they’re chihuahuas.
no, dude. i’ve seen them around. they’re big dogs.
chihuahuas i tell you.
ok, look. there’s one there.
i wanna see the chihuahua!
…it’s a rottweiler. idiot.

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February 19, 2009 at 2:58 pm (Uncategorized)

and another birthday shout out:

yeah. we blew up all those balloons for her. i’d like to think they represent each of the important people in her life, in other words, us. actually, that’s the only rationale i have for the balloons.
i love balloons. and iqa. i hope you had an awesome 19th.
today in lit we watched othello, the bbc version. tres yawn. tres tres tres yawn. i have never been so bored watching a lit movie before. and there’s 205 minutes worth of watching right there! die.
image0271benji, my androgynous balloon.

must go watch american idol now. i have been warned of the slaying of taylor swift’s song. must throw my two cents worth in once i watch it.
i apologise for my picture quality. my phone camera is quite the suck.

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why don’t you just go home

February 18, 2009 at 3:28 pm (Uncategorized)

best day so far.
all our classes today got cancelled, so charlie and i headed over to utama for a movie. the decision making process was very funny. will reenact it upon request as words cannot do it justice.
lunch at awesomeplaceirefusetoadvertise. we managed desert this time round.
we had some time to kill before the movie so we headed over to mph to book trawl. found this book called pirateoloy. it made no sense. we then learned some sri lankan phrases, none of which i remember. also, we found this ridiculous book for daring girls which taught stupid things like how to tie knots and 5 karate moves (very stupid ones at that).  from that book, we learned how to be spies, because apparently that’s what daring girls do. we even assembled our very own spy team. jit, if you’re reading this, this explains that very senseless text you received.

it was such a good movie. us sceptics were shamed. totally deserving of all the accolades.

‘i love you.’
‘so what? it’s too late.’

it was good in the whole i-talked-about-it-the-entire-ride-home-and-then-afterwards-to-anyone-who-would-listen way.
go watch.

and, last shoutout before i go pass out on bed : happy birthday ginny!

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you’re the pill i never wanted to take

February 17, 2009 at 3:16 pm (Uncategorized)

i’ve been rather quiet for a while i know.
two days ago, my dog collapsed on the road during our daily walk, and couldn’t walk home. i had to carry him home. i was scared. more scared than i’d admit to anyone.
yesterday, i took him to the vet. i was terrified of him developing heartworm. heartworm kills. i couldn’t lose another dog to it. not again. the last time, it took 4 years to heal. i’ve only had monte for 6 months, but he’s already very much nestled in my heart. i don’t know how to explain how much i love dogs, particularly this dog, but i was terrified of losing him.
he does not have heartworm. thank you god.
he does have a weakened heart though, so no strenuous exercise, which i’m sure monte is pleased with because lying around doing nothing and getting as dirty as possible is his hobby.
i’m still a little shaken. but my doggy’s gonna be ok. i can breathe again.

today, charlie, wen an and i went for the class rep meeting. because we’re you know, responsible. or attempting to be.
what a waste of our lives. the meeting had nothing to do with us. i don’t even know why they requested we show up.
i’m rethinking this whole being responsible thing because it does not seem to have very much benefits.
and of course, it had to rain. heavily. so we trudged to the shell station to wait for charlie’s mum.
we had ice cream in the rain – my idea.
am in the midst of planning ‘fit fridays’, which is our grand plan every friday to play badminton/squash/tennis/bowl/swim/gym. depending on our mood.
i am highly excited about our attempt to be healthy.

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more than a love song can give

February 15, 2009 at 2:14 pm (Uncategorized)

it’s 2 in the morning. and i’m not waiting on your call. not at all.
i’m watching youtube videos. the count so far is 24. i’m watching funny videos and not thinking about you and how it’s 2 in the morning and you haven’t called.
i’m not thinking of you.
there are 3 missed calls, all not from you, and therefore i feel no urge to answer them. not that i’m waiting on your call. i’m not.
i’m fiddling with the giant bag of mnm’s i got for valentines. i seperated them by colour, and i start on the blue pile, not thinking about how green’s your favourite. i don’t care.
it’s 3 in the morning now. i watch two episodes of one tree hill, my absolute favourite ones, the ones that do not remind me of you and me.
because you see, i’m not thinking of you.
i read through my box of letters, ignoring all the ones addressed to you. i’m not thinking of you.
it’s 5 in the morning, and you call.
you ask me if i’ve been waiting long, and i don’t know how to answer you. 3 years? 3 hours?
i laugh and say i forgot you were going to call.
‘we all have our versions of truth’ – the secret life of the american teenager
and my truth is that i’m not hung up on you.
i’m not.

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you don’t have to drink right now

February 11, 2009 at 3:27 pm (Uncategorized)

funny day.
class ended at 4, and so it seems, did everyone else’s. i swear there are too many people at help. it’s aggravating. i hate masses of people.
so because we couldn’t be arsed to wait a millenium for the bus, we walked.
jit, charlie, myself, rini and afifah.
 we have to cross the road, which we do, and as we pass by a car, the driver locks all his doors. like we were thugs that planned on hijacking his stupid proton.
my theory?
he took one look at afifah’s face.

p.s. i love you singapore. no, really.

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