a fine frenzy

You realise most of the time when there's someone you truly dislike/hate, it is so atypical, but it's probably because of a boy. The other day I thought I saw the girl whom a half-ex (lazy to explain) had cheated on me with.

At that heart-stopping moment I was just a flurry of different emotions coalescing to panic. Everything came rushing at once; the fear, incertitude, anger, and most of all, resentment. Obviously now it shouldn't matter anymore and in all honesty I can't pin the blame on her, but it was like dredging up all those old ghosts again.

It turned out that it wasn't her. But by the way I really did see her later that night. All the different factors of her coming back from studies overseas and being at the exact same place and time as I was, all perfectly aligned. No one said God doesn't have a sense of humour.

I'm going to learn to let go of it because it's over, and because I know that she didn't knowingly cause anything. I'll just never be able to bring myself to talk to her because she represents all those ghosts I'd like to keep away.

P.S. Snickers bar! Comfort food- Unhealthy (x100000)= Largely Unhealthy.

P.P.S. Try feeding your resident hamster a nut (unhealthily covered with an unhealthy amount of unhealthy caramel) from a Snickers bar. Increases your karma points.

Sick

Today's Rudy's and my fourth month anniversary and I'm watching Paris Hilton's My New BFF (Season 2) and I'm having a fever!

Random contestant on Paris Hilton's show- "I think the girls are going to label me as too perfect but I don't think that's bad or anything". Haha what the..

So sick... bye bye.

now it's such a fragile thing that we have

Was just reading my post-ALevel archives. Whenever you think about your past, you'll always compare different timeframes to each other. I never really found any particular time period better than another. There's always the good, but also always the bad. More often than not, the bad tends to overrule the good, also because the good are just temporary respites where I numb my thoughts with mindless activities. But I mean even if it's stupid, at least at those moments I'm enjoying myself, and sometimes nothing beats that unadulterated fun.

You wonder where you're going with your life now, where everyone that mattered or matters to you is going, and whether any of us will still be able to converge on the same path. You wonder where time has gone, and where time will go.

P.S. This will sound really vapid, but one of the best parts of having quit my job is that I can grow my nails long again!

Hi friends!

so I'll let the funky music do the talking

Jude: "When I'm famous in future I won't forget you all."

Sophie: "Huh why would you be famous in Phuture?"

HAHAHA I thought he meant like.. well-known in Zouk hahaha.

Kenneth, Diana, Jude, Alvin.

Hahaha Jude is hilarious to watch on the dancefloor.

Oh after Phuture played the last song at 4am, they waited a few minutes and then played Michael Jackson's Man In The Mirror. Not really a fan of his, but it was quite a nice ending.

Am frankly very sick of hearing about him. I mean everywhere I'm seeing the same melodramatic (and honestly eye-rolling) lines like "When he died, a piece of me died with him" or "God has another angel in heaven". ENOUGH WITH THE FACEBOOK STATUSES. Except Addie's- "I don't care that Michael Jackson died".

He was a great and yes arguably the best performer of his time and from what I heard, pretty generous to charities or something, but no he didn't aim to make the world a better place and etc. Mother Theresa, maybe. Move on.

I can't believe University starts in like 3 weeks (right?). Not ready to face the whole alone-on-the-first-day-of-school thing so soon! And I mean the university campus is so vast, it'll literally be a sea of faces and small me. Should have been smart and signed up for one of the camps- "People go so they'll make friends to seek solace with on the first day!" -but I was too lazy to sign up. And especially attend the whole 4-day/night thingamajig..

My new bed is gonna be delivered early afternoon, finally! And LAST day of work at Hard Rock woohoo + payday!

Tata, time for online retail therapy.

Butler Trio

Was playing Scrabble Online on Facebook (WoW is more alluring to Rudy than I am) with a woman from Hampshire.

Her: Where are you from?

Me: Singapore!

Her: This must be a good test of your English!!! ;-)

Me: The official language in Singapore is English! I just passed my GCSE A-Levels done by Cambridge.

Her: Well done you! Wish I had a second language, bit late now at 62!!

At this point I gave up trying to indicate that England is not the only country where people speak English. (Then again, the gibberish that comes out of the mouths of Americans and Australians doesn't sound like English either. KidDinG. Comic relief!)

Seriously, even after saying I did my A-Levels (which is part of the British education system), she still assumed it was with English as my second language and that I am a native Chinese/-whatever language it is she has ingrained in her mind- speaker. And also despite me already saying that English is our official language.

Guess people who don't live in UK can't possibly speak English as their first language! No sireee, we all speak xxx language, and are forced to learn English because it's the only way we backward folk can survive in this globalized world!

In her little Hampshirean world, England is probably still the only superpower in the world (which was a title England only partly shared circa like... Stone Age. Okay pre-WWII). News of the rapidly rising influences of China and India (and let's throw in Russia, to be less antagonistic) may not have reached her yet.

Bored of talking about this, lest it becomes a really sensitive topic or something anyway. In conclusion, I naively thought the days of people going "Oh is Singapore in China?" whenever I explained my origins were long over, but I guess not.

P.S. I am making a baseless assumption that she thinks my first language is Chinese. Of course she could actually think I speak say, Swahili, but that would be even more retarded.

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This was one day when I happened to be at my bus stop waiting for Rudy, and was amazed that I had access to Wireless there!

Alright, going off to ensure all the Fs in the "for" of Death Cab For Cutie in my Itunes library are uppercase, just noticed they weren't. I'm stubborn about the titles/names that way!

Which reminds me, the other day the band at Hard Rock played a Paris Hilton song. Last I checked, she's about as near to rock as I am to discovering a cure for AIDS (optimism always!). But maybe that's just me.