Old Bean

Happy 60th Birthday Dad.

Hollo-weener Flea

The worst flea everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Cramped, lousy crowd, dehydrated, bored, worried about essay, worried about "other things", warm, nothing to buy, no power point to do my work. And cab fare altogether was already 30 dollars.
But I left early, leaving Jeannette behind. I'm such a bad friend.

In The Early AM

I think it was the previous week? When I met Rachel at Holland Village to study, I went out for a smoke. I stared at this for the whole time while I was smoking that I only realised my cigarette was going, going, gone when the filter burned my fingers.
Then I realised, I gotta start loving myself too. More than I do now or think what is enough.

Fishing Fish

There are many other fishes in the sea, seriously who has the time and patience to go fishing?

Everyone can be classified into a different breed of fish via their personalities but what we want is that magic fish of that breed that changes for our liking, style, character and love.
Pish-posh to everyone's different cause people change all the time to suit their habitats.

I was gonna make a say more on this but I lost my thoughts and my mood but I like the phrase that came to my mind. FUCK FISHING.

NEWCAT FUCK

Meh, I'm done with my accounting project but that's not the end of the story of course. Three more days to hand up my essay on "Strategy and structure". Worst of all I feel like fucking it up, fucking the 25% up. For once I wish my word count would just magically increase, even if it's utter bullshit. I cannot find bloody eJournals for it how am I supposed to do this shit seriously.
Jeannette and I have a flea stall to set up tomorrow, goodness; I'm just so so tired.

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I'm not sure if I like being a weird piece of furniture in your life.
Sometimes I love it.
Other times I wanna live and kick you in the asshole.

International Shall Meet Local

MY DREAM HAS COME TRUE!
YEAH YEAH YEAHS!
LIVE IN
SINGAPORE!!!!!

This is epic, fucking unbelievable!
I'm going even if I have to go alone,
OH AS IF I WILL BE GOING ALONE. BABIES WE ARE ALL GOING,
WE'RE GONNA GET THE MONEY SOME HOW.

Yes She's Back From The Atmosphere

School is becoming bitchier and bitchier and it's still no consolation that the Mid-Term break is just next week although only for one week. I think I would have to spend hours trying to understand the load of information overload they have been feeding us for several weeks now.
And I am tired, just so fucking pricky tired.

After school Pearl, Shawn and I stayed back to finish at least the bulk load of calculations of my Accounting project. Previously it seemed to me as a 3 hour long essay question, obviously I had under-estimated the work needed to be put in. Plus I have an essay due the following Monday and I don't feel inspired enough to write two thousand over words for a topic which I feel under educated about and insufficiently abled to be educating myself about over the internet and over a truck load of journals.

I found myself drinking alone and studying statistics at Caesars. It felt good to be back in some place familiar in all this uncertainty. Once again cosmic forces have reminded me that my life will always be the ever exclusive uncertainty equation and I am an ever lasting quantum atom. (Bleah, I think I forgot the physics in that already)
Anyway I think I might be going back to working there, just to use up my time and earn a few bucks on the side whilst doing something brainless and yet fun.

I hate my life now.

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I've a stupid chinese song stuck in my head.
I am as tired as fuck.
And for this week I am officially academically screwed crazy.
Plus it was all not worth it.

My Blind Fold Matches My Dress

(Complete With All Photos)

Jeannette came to pick me up and blind folded me for my birthday surprise. I guessed that we were going to the Botanic Gardens but after the rounds and rounds she made... My bestfriend... Cannot drive for nuts, well at least she was in such a rush to get there that she kept stomping on the brakes. She left me really woozy since I couldn't see a thing neither and had to lie flat down.
"Too much jam and too little bread!"

She made me walk damn far still blind folded. I tripped several times and kept mumbling to myself. She made me stay under the sun several times as well since she had problems finding our picnic location. My eyes were sweating as hell, it's disgusting to know that I will still be sleeping with the same blind fold after all the urea remains left behind. So yes, I was shouting and talking really loudly and I can totally picture myself speaking to air whilst I was trying to walk a straight line.
Being blind is totally uncool. It's really hard to navigate with just your ears and sense of touch. I'm gonna donate more to these people. UTTER RESPECT SIOL. So I heard shutters clicking away and people walking and talking around me. I think I almost walked into a dust-bin too.

When we finally got to the location with my blind fold off. I saw everyone close to my heart right there in front of me. I couldn't say much except laugh to myself cause I was in disbelief. All my friends from every connection. All there. In front of me. Together.
I felt so over joyed. So loved. And then it made it even more prominent that Cal wasn't there. It all came crashing down on me whilst trying to be happy that all my friends loved and cared about me, my significant other was just too busy for me. As strictly and logically speaking it was a very valid reason (with work and all piling) but it would have been easier to handle if no one made a big deal out of it. In fact this year I expected nothing at all.
Still I had fun at my little picnic party. I kept hugging people the whole day and I don't know how else to express my love for you guys.

I then had dinner at he Yacht Club courtesy of Eugene Koh and Celine Ng plus Guitar Hero, which I learned that I suck at! And we did something seee-kret. VERY FUNNNNNN.
I was so tired from the pervious night though I ended up asleep at Koh's place while watching Jennifer's Body and woke up at 6AM to rush back.
I know a lot of Koh's embarrassing secrets now.