Happy Birthday

What does a birthday mean to you? For myself it’d be a chance for a gathering, good friends or acquaintances. Of course the presents. Singing the birthday song, which by the way, is protected by copyright. Then there is the purpose of commemorating the nine months of lugging the weight around. Your weight. Remembering how much pain the mother went through for you.

My own 21st was… a good experience. Yet it is also part of the memories I don’t want to remember anymore. Anyway. 21st is like THE birthday. It is the one where people usually take more notice of. My guess is it signifies maturity, and the step into adulthood. It is where one celebrates with a bang… pardon the pun. The guys down the lamborghinis’ and martells’ and eventually perform the crowd favourite, the merlion.*

I’ve been to a few Happy Birthdays’ this year… and all of them have been rather enjoyable! Last Sunday I was at a place in the Night Safari. Aptly, the name of the place is Ulu Ulu Restaurant. The person in question is KaiXin, a very good friend of mine since primary school. That makes it 15 long and painful years. For her.

At Anthony’s 21st, without Anthony.

Well, who’s next?

Change This, Change That

About two years ago, sleeping without air condition would have me spending the night rolling around as if I was being made to sleep in the Sahara.

How things have changed. It’s weird, but these days sleep eludes me with air conditioning. Nightmares galore. Always the same person. So I’ve switched to sleeping with the windows and fan on. Oddly enough… it makes me feel safer. Not to mention the fact that come the morning when I’m supposed to crawl up for school, I won’t want to hide beneath the oh-so-comfy blanket.

Nothing is permanent. Pardon the cliche, but change, is the only constant.

Love, From Another World

More often than not, arguments arrive through disagreement. Of so many things. I feel that arguments start from the simplest of issues. Buying clothes. Going out. Stupid comments. The most innocuous matter can spark a fall out.

I’m no puppy. Having started countless of such stupid incidents. Its all too little, too late. Everythings too far away now. Its what age is supposed to teach you innit? Or rather the numerous times that you did the same ol’ shit. I have. I really have. Putting everything behind really just ain’t my thing. If I had a choice everybody would be happy.

Unfortunately life is a bed of roses. Pretty on the outside and thorny beneath. Just when I feel like I’m leaving everything behind, a fragment of what I’m trying to lose surfaces. The thing is I don’t want to lose all these memories. But there is no use keeping something others have discarded long ago.

Of course.. it was partly my fault. I recognize that. Which is what brings about change. Sorry won’t cut it. So maybe someday you’ll see.

Nooooooo

How time flies when you’re having fun … another frantic week. Went to W14G’s chalet and got my biological clock screwed up again. Made some pretty tasty satay and chicken wings ok. If I can cook then so can you. Because the only talent I have is spending money.

Anyways. Tomorrow will bring me 24 new friends to mingle around with for the next 4 months or so. Hopefully it’ll be as dramatic/fun as the last 4. And in order to achieve that I’ll have to wake up in time. Which is a challenge since now I’m pretty much on the 7am-4pm timezone.

Wouldn’t it be nice if those scientists spent less time trying to find Martians and spend more time inventing pills which would reset your bio clock to normal? That way hanging out with my night owl friends will be such a breeze. Not to forget getting to school on time.

Sigh. Time to turn in! I need rest for my assault on a better than average gpa.

Nothing Much

It’s been a pretty quiet week since I came back from HK. No clamoring for my presence… No dates… No money also. Haha. This last week of the holiday is marked by the class chalet… which is later. And Anthony who thinks he is so great’s birthday celebration. Then…

The start of a brand new semester of grades-fighting come next week. Siiiiiighhh. Holidays end fast.. School term ends fast too. Lifeeeeee suckkkkkkkks aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.

PAH.

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