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Big Breakfast after MJ with the GM guys @ Simei, xhardcore tuition today, tomorrow and tuesday…
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The festive decorations are already up, and sitting in in elbow-distant away from the other customers in Starbucks is really playing mind games, tricking me into crowd shopping and gifting. Somehow I am there in thought. My week has been really weird, beginning at different hours, and my elation level diving and escalating at different hours of the day. I had a good Mac breakfast with W just the other day, and for the rest of the week, I barely had time to eat. I talked to my paternal grandfather just today, and I guess when it comes down to family, everything should be placed in a different perspective. I should really go get a haircut, since tuition would be on hiatus mode starting Wednesday. I am having trouble thinking of Christmas gifts, though the venue: Pan Pacific and BKK is decided.
I have a list of things to do, and work to complete (I am taking up sideline projects to kill time and earn moolah, as well as build up resume). I am dying at this standstill, but I don’t think anyone can understand from outside the looking glass. I am starting to write again, for no apparent reason except probable grief and boredom.
My braces are killing me ):
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im wavering between happy and content. that’s a good thing right?
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bright side
I’m on the bright side today — woke up at 6 am. That is like the polar opposite of my usual waking hours (the hands of the clock should be on the opposite side of the face), which takes abit getting used to. I feel funny with McDelivery Iced Milo with baba and jasmine, but that’s just how McDonalds’ milo react with me. I had a hot shower, and I got to head off to TTSH. My iTouch is super encased, meaning its stuck in the wrong skin (i forced it in, sadly) but Kame on a wider screen, nice (:
Ohayoo Gozaimasu. Blue Mansion with Vans later, and on the way to getting used to being income-less for Nov/Dec. There is no bright side, except the festives.
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never really gave up on leaving
I don’t know. Sometimes familiarity breeds contempt. Like the Script, I am going back to the corner, where I first saw you, because one day you might wake up and find that you’re missing me, and your heart starts to wonder where on this Earth I could be. Maybe then you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet and you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street. Maybe.
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hip roll on floor laughing.
I don’t know but it didn’t feel like a Sunday, perhaps after the wonky Saturday. We had a good dinner @ Balestier, and while bumming in my room, my dad came in and random chat with me. He ask me what I’ve been busy with, and I immediately show him my iTunes Kame’s videos and iPhoto Kame’s photos. He kept commenting that Kame had female eyes, then when I showed him the hiprolls videos, he went “I also can.” He got up immediately and hip rolled. Anna and I crashed onto the bed, suffocating from laughing at him. Before he exited my room, he did the hip roll again. Spoiler to the max!
My dad needs to be this funny all the time, only indoors. I like having time to converse with my dad on intellectual topics, such as perspective and degrees of subjectiveness. He is learned and what he says does have some weigh. He makes me see things in another perspective, with his insights and highlights. But still, he understands he cannot change my perspective on beauty and bones. It’s related, I say.
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want your psycho
My week past:
- one meal/day
- helping zhuwen with his blog store
- reading my kid siblings blog (fat brownies & winkblinksamething)
- night strolls
- jap class
- phone calls
- tuition
- iPod touch gift from mom, with a premature shopping with Amos for the skins
- being ultimately broke
- tampines camping
- fabian’s shophouse party: made new friends, red bull over dose, geylang supper, riding on chinsoon’s bike (:
Next week is pretty intense. I am wide awake on the red bull and Lor 17’s 126 dimsum, and the ride on dayuanjia’s bike was special. In the sense that I feel safe when he’s around. I met his gf while playing card with the new boys (I should play $ laaa, I was on a roll), and I’m glad he found someone to be serious with (: I reached the party way too early after Tamp with baba. But the new friends made were really funny. There were very few girls (no girl was approachable) to talk to, but the funny army stories made up for that. The drinks array was massive.
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I’ve been spending time with Amos, like crystal jade dinner, walks home, train rides together, waking each other up in the morning (anna does a bloody annoyingly good job at waking me up), watching youtube videos together, in anticipation for the ipod touch, talking about the future… I thank God that I have him, and that silly banana whose selflessness I admire, and my ultimate dad. And in a way my mom, who tries to support us by the only mean we know. Ya, if you know me well, you know how it is. I don’t mind US in August for them, honestly.
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so many years still
again and again you fail to make good on your words… why did i even try to ?
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i just keep telling myself, “it gets better in the morning”. yet sometimes its so difficult to believe so. i hate having to make empty promises, even to myself.
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