And tomorrow

... will be the start of yet another year. I'm eagerly anticipating The Next Year, but at the same time, I don't want it to arrive. Being one of those academically important years, there'll be awful truths to face, hits to take and darn it, more work that I'll have to grit my teeth and finish. (JTLYK, I'm one of the unfortunate few who got randomly picked to be spot-checked on for math EURRGHH.) However, outside the academic sphere, Next Year's gonna be WHOOAA!

Anyhoo, apart from my awesome,-can't-ask-for-a-better-family family, here are some people who made this year terrific despite the Pitzz that appeared occasionally like pimples. I would've liked it in chronological order... but the uploading annoyed, I'm lazy, my throat is itchy and my chest hurts.

Mr. K!, the fantastic Travis Cates in my life since forever... okay, since secondary 2. He's been getting me out of many funks and Pitzz with his warped form of humour and thinking, which is why he's the Cates in my life =D For those who know, he's still faceless. For those who don't know, just know that he's awesome. For Phee, no he never was and never will be a cheekopeh =P

You guys made College Fridays fun! Please let it continue to be fun I hope the seniors come back to idk, visit and we need more girls or rather, I'd like to have more girls around =D

Major memories from this trip- everything from food to clothes to destinations to people (friends, strangers, cousins. Haha). And the sand. Can't forget the sand. I love the desert sand.

Camp Synergy @ Anderson: the most interesting and insightful camp I've facilitated, probably cos it was secondary school kids and we all know they're as different as cheesecake and banana walnut cakes compared to their primary school counterparts despite being in secondary 1. The campers are awesome.

My sexy C6! 'Nuff said, no? (Yes yes, I re-used the photo. Shut up.) Slightly under a week's worth of continuous camping interaction and I'm ever-so-majorly emotionally attached. Badminton dates ftw! =D

Beloved class that epitomizes Lagging. We should receive a degree for this when we graduate. Seriously. There were a couple of observations regarding the walking speeds of the guys and girls...

mt02! First bunch of people I knew and you made my going to The College totally worthwhile. One year, people, and we've still got a core group =D

413! Big thank you to the Timeless Committee for organising gatherings for us. You guys have my eternal gratitude, man.

And of course, My Mocha Love. With every Mocha Meetup that was organised, the year was made better and better thanks to the charm of comfortable familiarity Mocha exudes. What started off as a joke turned into something that kept us together. That sentence was cheesy but hell, you guys mean so much to me.

4 days, 2 weeks, 6 months, 1 year, 2 years, 4 years and counting; let's make this last.

And that's it. Hello 2009.

JTLKY#4 List making is.

The penultimate post for this wonderful, wonderful year of 2008.

#1. I dreamt of the Wicked Witch of the Wonderbra last night. She had a green face, somewhat resembled Wonder Woman and okomg, it was disturbing.

#2. As part of Family Bonding Time, which can now be renamed as Cringe Time, we watched -cringe- The Little Nonya and throughout that hour, I wanted to stab my eyeballs and stitch up my ears. It kills me.

#3. The Israeli- Palestinian Conflict. Sheesh, I spent 45 minutes rambling and ranting to myself last night and I feel mind-warped. Argh.

#4. About 40% of my shorts, excluding FBTs, are too big for me. I need to go shopping. We all know that I've got the Shopping-Resistant mutant gene in me, so when I say I need to shop, you bet it's out of pure necessity and urgency.

#5. Hypothesis: Age is inversely proportional to the amount of Christmas presents received.

#6. Late night comedies are the best. Mind Your Language and 'Allo 'Allo! crack me up endlessly xD

#7. I absolutely adore sandwiches. Can't live without them especially since I epitomize laziness and sandwiches are the easiest, most convenient healthy meal fix.

Y'all,

Merry Christmas! It's been an eventful year but some things are always made okay with good food and great company (:

Awesome first ever Mocha Christmas Dinner yesterday ;) Love you guys!

JTLYK#3

...babycakes

HAHAHAHAHA I'm so close to rofl-ing, complete with stitches in the sides, hysterical laughter and tears seeping out xD

This Time

All I want for Christmas is for time to stall.
Better yet, start the stalling before Christmas.

High risk, high reward. I'm all for confrontation once again... and I'll throw in a sardonic predator-like smile if I could.

violet haze

i scare myself. the very knowledge and acknowledgement of that scares me further. topsy turvy without a fixed regime. i've got so many things in my head but i don't know which one to pursue first. should i put work before play? or attempt to enjoy the remnants of this so-called holiday by doing something i actually enjoy (like making cards. i've got new ideas to try out!)? or should i get my bloddy life straightened up before doing anything else? that means i've to tie up all the loose ends i've left throughout this year, which ironically points to all the things i have yet to get done, which brings me back to square one. yes, play is a critically significant part of whatever life i have left and without it, you can be damn sure i'd be a psycho-schizo of the highest order. and i believe i'm lacking in me-time once again. that probably explains my moods these days, my trainwreck of thoughts, and every other action that seems out of the abnormally ordinary. i can't believe i'm swearing so much these days as well. sure, i do feel a tad guilty after that but seriously, i'm * astonished at the vast quantities of mental swearing i do daily. something. is. extremely. wrong. with. me. i keep feeling like a major *up.

and i can't wait to meet Mocha again =D they're so therapeutic and every single time, meeting them makes me feel normal and... warm&fuzzy and all. comfortable familiarity. okay darn, imma big phatarse softie now.

Pop goes the bubble.

My bubble.

These days, it seems like the lovely Bubble I live in has undergone some changes. Like how little kids undergo some transition from prat to brat to teen with attitude problem. No, that example did not refer to me.

My Bubble is developing holes and thinning, just like the frigging ozone layer, except without the global warming problem. That means these days, I'm being forced to live in the real world where I resort to using sneaky/subtle ways to get my darn point across instead of simply slapping that person and growling gtfaway because if I did it my way, I will be blackmarked for life, where my phone constantly runs out of battery, where belief isn't as strong as it is in my bubble, where Ugliness can be spotted all around, where there are less Little Things to be grateful for, where the air isn't as inspiring and fairy-dust filled, where I can't treat everyone I meet as an equal because there'll always be some moron who thinks itself more superior, where there actually exists scheming people who seek to hurt, where I HAVE to finish ALL my homework&assignments. All these never ever happen in My World, especially the last one.

Something weird's happening and I find myself withdrawing further into myself. Guess it's an auto self defence mechanism but still, I don't understand! I don't! Why?! I'm causing myself unncessary headaches (and neckaches from thinking too long in the same position).

Where's my thought bouncing mirror huh?

This post

is an attempt to distract myself from The Pitzz. "The Pitzz" meaning my currently non-existent social life, the depressing lack of photographs from the Dubai trip (I only have a measly here&there collection), the Mount Everest of Holiday Homework I have yet to first-touch, the crazilymessedupinaweektable that I am extremely reluctant to pack, the general chaos in my life (because I am Disorganisation personified) and a couple of lightning-flash-esque enlightening moments.

We'll just pretend that the random line on the patch of sand doesn't exist and instead, look at the pretty sunset, envy the insanely wealthy future residents of the villas located just further down said patch of sand and fantasise about having our very own private beach with harbours for private boats.

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I find long, silent roads such as this very therapeutic to look at, especially the vanishing point.

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On the way to the Desert Safari in hunky four wheel drives. Yes, hunky, cos four wheel drives are such rugged, intimidating male things. But I want to own one next time anyway (:

One thing I'm definitely sure of: I'm in love with the desert. It's barren but beautiful (altogether now: Alliteration!) and it's the most captivating thing ever, with the sand dunes and sunset and miles and miles of fine, fine sand. I would've sat and stoned at one spot except that I would've died of either starvation or coldness.

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And this is the, well, I suppose I can pass this off as skyline (although it's not exactly silhouette-y enough) outside our hotel in Dubai. Pretty, no? (: I miss Dubai although I like Abu Dhabi and Bahrain more.

Action-Reaction

Intended to attend a gathering for just 2 hours. In the end, 2 hours stretched to 5 hours. Had fun (: , made new friends, met old faces, snacked a hell lot and drank ;) So my arteries are even more clogged up now [read: I'm phreaking philled with phats now]

And because I am a loser with pathetic, close to non-existent alcohol tolerance, I now have a developing headache. I didn't even drink that much by the way.

At least I didn't get pissed drunk like my friend, thank goodness. He just had serving after serving after serving of hard liquor, went from glassy-eyed to drunken-talking to incoherent to sprawled on the floor.

EYE VANCE EM NAO!

To my (and probably yours as well) greatest dismay, I don't have any photos of the wonderful school trip to the Middle East. Yet. I've a feeling it's gonna take quite a while before I can get all the photos that have my face in it and every other thing that captured the memories in vivid detail.

SOOOOO many things to say, many tales to tell ;) but no, I'm not gonna post it here; too long.

But just to keep y'all amused (and for me to remember), here are some random details of the trip:

#1. Shop-keepers and random tourists thought I was Japanese so I was repeating myself quite a bit trying to convince them that no, I am Sin-ga-po-rean. I can speak English. Comprende?

#2. Some-random-body I met at the Desert Safari thought I was a boy. Thanks ah, it really does wonders for my self-esteem. It went like this:

"Hey man, wassup? How're you?!" -big smile, sticks out hand enthusiastically-

"Hey, I'm great, yea..." -shakes hand, plastered on smile, is confused cos he does the guy handshake-

"Um, are you a girl?"

The conversation continued with my replies dripping with sarcasm and him apologising profusely. Then, together with his friends, my friends and my teacher in charge, we cam-whored. Tsk, whip out a camera and everyone poses and becomes instant friends.

#3. I made 2 cousins from the trip! (: And one of them, the banner carrier, is awesome. He's the perfect kind of cousin; I want to hug him every time I see him (:

#4. I fell in love. With a hat. More specifically, AbiKang's beautiful hat from Japan. Wait till you see it, you'll love it too.

#5. The chocolates there are obscenely cheap! I went down the row picking bars of chocolate just to satisfy the OHMUHGAAHHVASDAS ZEECHOCOLATES! ZEECHOCOLATES! THEY'RE SO FREAKING CHEEEEEEP! 0.0! screaming nutcase in me. It really is cheap- a KitKat chunky is a mere SGD$0.80. Same goes for Toblerone, Mars, Snickers etc.

#6. I fell in like and was completely charmed off my feet by this astoundingly charismatic Iranian shop assistant I met at the Spice Souk while having a field day buying spices and dates

Why can't Singapore have guys like that?! If such people were in the retail sector, we'll be making beeeeg monehh everyday! Ka-ching! But that's besides the point, really.

#7. Almost every Middle Eastern person there has gorgeous, gorgeous eyelashes. They're long, fine and curl very naturally. It doesn't help that they have beautiful eyes that accentuate the lashes. Or is it the other way round? Either way, I am insanely envious.

#8. I picked up poker late one night while staying out of my room (: Okay, so poker isn't as complicated as I thought.

#9. Ate an average of 5-6 times a day, refreshments at various visited organizations included. That is why I am !#$%?@ obese right now. I enjoyed the food though (:

#10. AbiKang is an evil mastermind who succesfully pulled off a scheme that involved a person people doing kawaii-neh poses and resulted in permanent scarring and trauma for those of us who experienced it first and second hand :P

kbye.

I Am Back! And Phatter Than Ever!

Back from the Land of Camels, Dates and Long Eyelashes!
Was tired. Am tired.

Short post cos:

#1. I'm still very tired. You wouldn't believe it but I woke up at 12.30pm yesterday, which is a whole new record for me cos I'm usually up by 9am.

#2. I'm stil very tired. You wouldn't believe it but I fell asleep trying to get through my emails.

#3. I don't have my photos to photo spam cos about 600 of my 800 odd photos are with Ajay, my saviour during the trip. Without him, I wouldn't have been able to continue being shutter-happy.

#4. I'm still very tired and not thinking coherently.

On a side note, I felt very popular when I came back (: But sorry friends! I'm lunching with mah family yo (: