Feels like I've won a bet with stacked odds.
Was right after all, that friend from jc has confirmed all suspicions arising from the sudden call after eons for invitation to wedding.
It's tmr, kenneth recieved invitation card today. Prior to this, asked him, then hoong, and after both rejected his request to grace the event as MC, asked for apple's number. That fucker, boy am I glad I didn't see anything in the mailbox.

Compared to genia, think it's been lucky for me, because being nice reciprocates. If it has not, it's good anyway that I'm too dense to realise that.

Now when everyone seems to be relishing their freedom, the workload's stacking up, especially after this mid term break. Reports and reports, all untouched, history (all those insane late nights from last sem) is going to repeat. Oh nooooooooooooooo.

IMH on sat was good, but the supposedly rara/singing/dancing made me wonder how I ever survived moments of kermamas in JJ, because awkwardness was so apparent for some of us.

And burgershack continues to haunt me....

Disappointment's hitting a little now. Maybe I'm just tired from the day.

Despite hoong saying it for the umpteeth times already, with ben and I rolling our eyes with each lecture, I think he's right. Because when the time comes, the last thing I want is to regret. Since when talking became so hard? I hated it when necessary conversations were avoided, so talk I will.

Met Pearl today! Made sushi! Realised can't really cook, hoong taught me how to fried ommelette, and cook rice, but I still make damn good instant noodles katong laksa style (because you'll only need the spoon)!

Presentation's over, went okay.

Race's tmr, quite nervous, then again not really, only will know it then. KOWLOOOOOON!


Pearl, you asked. Right now, this is the favourite song:)

Have I become too skeptical for my own good? A friend from college whom I haven't heard from for over two years contacted me lately to invite me to his wedding. At the back of my mind, I thought of everything else, but the possibility that my presence at the event would mean something to him beside making up the numbers. After all, we have never been close.

Having my first presentation in two days, it's turning me into a nervewreck. Partly because the journals to be presented are nearly impossible to comprehend, even with three brains staring hard at it for two days, but mostly it's due to stage fright. While most people should be brushing off presentations at this point, they still appear daunting. Having roomful of eyes staring at you still scares the shit out of me. Going to have to memorise the script, practise, practise, and practise! Hope the legs don't shudder on day itself.

I think........... I'm quite proficient at pissing people off. I've managed to pissed some of the nicest people around, Simon, Jerry, a friend in school hahahah, and maybe some others who I've never realised, given the level of senstivity I've been endowed with. Of course, this does not include Hoong because he gets pissed at half of the content I utter.  So, if you have not been pissed, watch out! Sigh, need to watch my mouth. Sensitivity - it's always either too much or too little, never been able to find a balance.

Here we go again.

HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!

I've just been told, that there is going to be a german model taking MBA in school from this sem onwards. Mum says I should hope she does lingerie. OH BOY MAYBE.

HIAK! HIAK! HIAK! :)

This could be the umpteeth time I'm saying this, but probably because it's a fact. Maybe it's the face, the voice, or the personality, I'm always, always, regarded as the kid. The way I'm spoken to, the little extra attention paid to me. Most of the time I wouldn't mind, because to be honest, it feels quite good hahah. Yet at times, I really would rather recieve the age-appropriate treatment. Perhaps it's the age demographics of the groups people I hang out with, besides dino & gang, sampan & gang and guys from 05S4,  I'm almost always the junior in every other social group. Mannnnnn, now I sound like a whiny fifteen year old wanting to grow up right? Twenty one already...

On a happier note, today marked the last day in BCA, the whole three weeks were really well-spent! Hope I'd get chances to work with the same group of people in time, maybe during the next break, wouldn't mind for all of the breaks to come really, everyone was amazingly nice and so damn easy to work with. To top that, there was actually some sort of farewell gift and cake, profuse thanking, shaking of hands and best wishes. For three weeks of work, that's quite sweet of them. And yes, first impressions did fail me once more, people I thought I wouldn't be at the least fond of were the ones laughing together eventually. I guess once you look beyond some idiosyncracies and regard them as their nature, you are able to get along with most people at some point. But must I say, office politics is still something I can't fathom, something I would never want to get involve in.

Term's starting in two days, I'm really looking forward to it:)

You know during JC days, on days that I'm late, which's  about two, three times a week, Suzanne Jung was the highlight of the busride if I'm not busy sleeping. I'm quite surprised she stuck out for this long, seeing her endearing smile every morning's sure a great way to start the day. Aaaaaaaaahhhh:)

Everyday there'll be thoughts, and reflections somewhat, be it on the bus, in the office, strolling home and what nots, that I tell myself they will, and should make their way here. More often than not, I eventually find it hard to put them in words, or my mind turns blank upon this page. Maybe I just want to be cheem but I don't have a good grasp of the language to do so. Hahah. So it seems like that all that accumulation of thoughts the past week should suffer only the same fate this time round. Ahhhh. But there was alot about falling in love, being in love, and ending relationships though, given all that has happened.

Facts for now!
Simon's 21st celebration was splendid! Turned up as the hokkien mee man, although occasionally mistaken as his char kuey teow or char tau kway counterparts, but nevermind that... Because if there were some award, I'll be sure to win, that idea is like how original know! Anyhow, there was alot of good food, and photosnappings, the usuals, but  the fun begun when all the awkward ice amongst the groups of strangers broke shortly after midnight once the bottles came open - it was like everyone had become best friends hahahahah.

(500) days of summer with Sangeetha and Jerry was good as well. Really enjoyed the movie, loved how believable and real the plot was, loved how it was directed, loved the female lead, loved the soundtrack. Awesome, go watch it!  I thought ben would have especially enjoyed it.

And, that's all about the highlights for the week. Killing trees in the office have been a daily routine now, and it'll continue to be for next two weeks. Till next update!

I give up. Trying to look older, to be more mature, it's all the no avail.

First day at work, I appeared as an eighteen year old malay. Why ah why? I had some facial hair know. Maybe that explains the malay part.

Otherwise, it was okay, spent first few hours looking at the clock, time never passed so gradually since I last remembered. Office jobs are terrible mistakes. They are only made bearable with the nice people we get to work with, which fortunately, are in my office. If this keeps up, this should be a pleasant stint. Hopefully.

Woah where did the whole week go? 
Saw seasons of the two and a half men, and... yeah pretty much just that. Damn funny hahahah, the characters grow on you as you watch, like HIMYM. My biological clock's really screwed up now, sleep at 5, wake up at 2, not that I'm complaining, but I think my guffaws at three in the morning are pissing people at home off. Others things I did were: 1) helped mum to peel garlics 2)went back to gramps 3) re-did the tank. It was shiok for the first few days, but now, it's geting a little mundane. There are so many other things to do, read, exercise, touch the violin, but in this slack mode nothing's going to be done. I think I miss school. I need to not have all this time in the world to procrastinate. Arghhhhhh need to do something productive! I will start..... ..... next week. 

So many things have changed over the years. And so if there's one thing to be thankful for, and have remained the same from childhood days, that's got to be sixty cents paddle-pop. It seems a wee bit smaller now, but I reckon I'm the one who's become bigger.

Think I managed to get an office job for last three of the four weeks of the holidays, which is great because that fills up the the spare time, and my account will be supplemented to an unprecedented level since the start of school. It has been miserable for past three months. That means there's one week left to enjoy the hols, which will make the remaining days more cherish-able (is there such a word?), I guess.

And yessssss! I've finally satisfied my cravings for deep-fried crisypy, succulent, juice-splattering chicken! No doubt it wasn't KFC, but that was some decent chicken nevertheless. So goooooooood! But everyone scared fat die, so it's really hard to find company to enjoy this delicacy these days.

Talk after rowing was good, especially about coming out the thomas taylor effect/theory/pyramid/cycle. This is going to be one gradual process, we are going to need more brains and discussions on this the coming weeks.

Now that the papers are over, it doesn't seem that eventful already, since I figured much of everything that I want to do and all the resting can be settled over a weekend. With a month of spare time ahead, I'm at loss to do anything else because studying has been pretty much the structure lately. Hahahahah now mugging doesn't look so bad after all. People elsewhere are having mid terms and exams during this period, so there's not much company. Which was what I hope wouldn't happen but appears to be what it's going to be like for the next three years. What's more, there isn't enough time holiday time to go for work and travel or anything along that line too, siannnnnn!

Papers were okay. Could be better, but good enough to keep me on track to qualify for honours programme.  Glad that all the efforts for prior assignments are going to help in even-ing out the results.

Caught the ugly truth, was hilarious, heighl was surprisingly hot too. The proposal anyone?

Colbie Caillat's new album's as good as her first.

I am resoluted to learn to whip up some damn good food during this span of time! Be it cheesecake or pasta or chawamushi. There will be something! Maybe i should start placating to dad to get started on driving.

HAPPY  21ST BIRTHDAY PEARLS ! :)
HAPPY 22ND SHIQI!  :)

Red bull give you wings. And insomia. Which is good, because I shouldn't be sleeping now.
2 more days, it doesn't seem so bad after all, even with the most dreaded paper in, 11 hours time.
I'm already anticipating the things to do after that.

I like this song alot. It's been the same four 蘇打綠 songs everynight these days. But I can't understand a single sentence, it's like every sentence has idioms in it.  Or for that matter, I can't even read the title. Jiao something Meng. Someone tell me the song is really chim and my mandarin is not any more worse than it already is.

shiqi. what if it's lost behind words we could never find. says:
 uh?
 hard boobs?
 yq boobs hard ah?
 hahaha
 i din touch before eh
 u got?

sigh, we can only wish to.

Once my exams are over, I'm going to mug english. These few months of misreading articles, and going near-bonkers from writing essays and doing assignments, made me realised that my command of english is really horrible. Getting by through the use of the synonyms function in word, and lifting sentence structures from the internet is making writing miserable.

I got so confused about tenses doing the latest report that I spent hours staring at it knowing it's wrong, but don't know what or where exactly. Damn screwed up feeling. Finally found mel and sou to go through the article for me, did made me feel better. Ahhhhhhhhh english.