Tuesday, October 24, 2006 03:10 p.m.

2 food incidents to remember:

in the subway lunch queue yesterday, i met this (rather massive) caucasian guy who not only ordered the same sandwich as me (save for the fact that his was a foot-long) but also with similar veggie preferences ("everything but the olives, thanks").
so what i thought was going to be a lonesome lunch waiting for malorie to arrive turned out to be a friendly chat session with this rugby-sevens-jersey-clad-huge-ass-hunk-of-a-man and i think it must have been quite a sight because i noticed a group of ri boys eyeing us throughout.
(the both of us were sharing a table because the place was pretty crowded) but anyway it was just about the nicest and most spontaneous thing to happen to me this week.

also, i saw my mum wrapping a bunalun food hamper at 2 in the morning and realised that it's hari raya today;
that means malay food from the neighbours and lots of kueh to snack on which is always nice on a rainy tuesday afternoon.

and since we're on a random note, i'd also like to say that i hate it when people put their studies (akin to self-centredness in some aspect) before their families because it's a wrong prioritisation in my book -
but that's just me.

anyway, this article is pretty interesting.
and i miss so many people.



it's pretty sad that there aren't anymore hopscotches in st nicks;
they should have kept them if only for sentimentality's sake.
and omg tricia, the security guard is still calling and leaving me voicemails...
hardcore.

Saturday, October 21, 2006 12:03 a.m.

today i threw a tantrum cabbed down to sa discovered a bit more about my classmates went back to st nicks ate yupianmianxian tackled economics received voicemails from the security guard promptly fell asleep woke up to find myself in tricia's room walked home in the dark sidestepped bird poo loaded my meatball soup with lovely parsley -
all on, still on, a caffeine high.

time of day now counts for naught;
so this is what it feels like, this twilight sleep.

Friday, October 20, 2006 01:28 a.m.

nothing like auditory stimuli to compound my mood.

if you feel discouraged
that there's a lack of color here
please don't worry lover
it's really bursting at the seams
absorbing everything
the spectrum's a to z

today den said something completely out-of-character so much so i have to quote her based on that, and insightfulness, on both counts.
"like a person for his qualities, but love him for his defects."

please don't say such things again because i get goosebumps when you do.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006 12:05 a.m.

me: (interogatively) why are my notes wet? the pen ink smudged.
dad&sis: .....
me: don't tell me i drooled on them.
dad: (meditatively) "do not bring us to the test..."

hahahahaha...
urm i don't know if that came across, but for those who get it, laugh with me now!

remember: that giants sleep too soundly;
that witches are often betrayed by their appetites;
dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always;
hearts can be well-hidden,
and you betray them with your tongue.
- neil gaiman

Saturday, October 14, 2006 08:25 a.m.

can you tell me why you have been so sad?
he took a lover on a faraway beach
while you arrange flowers and chose color schemes


the hockey photos are here.


"donuts. is there anything they can't do?"

Thursday, October 12, 2006 11:19 p.m.

edit: i'm such a thief seriously; please forgive me.

hockers polaroid!

"i am especially nice to short people."
- aunty evi

i miss slacking with the hockey girls...

the rest are ancient 05a21 videos from jael.

random caf moment.


happy birthday!


class picnic.



smith's solo and the song that made me cry!


swollen eyes.






the end.

Monday, October 9, 2006 07:17 p.m.

this idle optimism is all at once naive, inciting and also potentially harmful.

Sunday, October 8, 2006 07:07 p.m.

happy birthday chow.
i hope you were surprised by our call, but more than that i hope we didn't interrupt you and guy-with-weird-finger-action.
;)
please stop friendster-stalking.

Friday, October 6, 2006 10:02 p.m.

edit: someone with curly armhair and a bald pate has got my name written in his diary under 'monday 2-3pm'.
oh boy oh boy.

a clean shave in the morning
and a full beard with no warning
time has gotten by on alibis and wine

some days like today, you keep silent and hesitate to speak what you fear most because you just somehow know that the inexplicably gnawing feeling at the pit of your stomach is more than just a feeling and signifies something ominous, something unexpected, something that's going to hit you any moment now.
i have a gut feeling that something epochal is going to happen and i don't know what.
ahhh, paranoia!

Thursday, October 5, 2006 10:14 p.m.

at sicc.
encroaching eyebags...

i napped by the poolside for all of 3 hours - ggm.