just got back from one and WHOA, boy did i enjoy myself.
and not just the booze. which was of course, plentiful.
at one point it seemed almost like a competition to see who would merlion first.
not fun i tell you. you could sieve through the mess to see whether your buddy has been pinching those yummy taiwan sausages fresh from the grill.
yeah. those you have been watching over for the past 10 mins, get to a toilet and return to find it gone.
EH. IT DID HAPPEN OKAY
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chalets with the right company can be fun. although i stayed for one night only.
i swear the chalet couldnt have come at a better time. was rather depressed and out with current conditions.
it felt almost like a godsend. to party and just bask in the feel-good atmosphere.
was dang tired. Johnston was in worse shape. Thailand sure sounds draining according to our man.
now all i have to do is grab those pictures from Angeline. should have taken more i reckon.
people are all flying off to urban escapes. and all I had was Pulau Ubin !
but okay, Pulau Ubin was fun la. as evident in my previous entry.
one of those trips that reverses your priorities and changes your perspectives. like 180 degrees
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Money has been a major problem for me. been spending waaaaaaaaaaay more than i should.
dad's monetary reinforcements has yet to touch down. and i am struggling.
haha. SO WHY NOT WORK? . amongst the many helpful suggestions put forward by me dear pals.
i cant. i have other committments. committments i deign to have up here. its almost embarrassing.
i think some of you might sympathise with. oh wells.
i think i need money management la. financial planner anyone ?
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And i promised ill reference Pearlyn's latest blog entry...
< "I feel so alone, does anyone care?" Bags of loneliness shows up everywhere.. They litter the floors of pubs and clubs. We drag them into parties and usually drag them back out. You'll spot them near the desk of the studious overworker, beside the table of the overeater, and on the night stand of the one night stand. As humans, we'll try anything to unload our loneliness. This one is one bag that we want to drop quickly. >
hmmmm. my favorite section of the entry. i find it... intriguing that loneliness can be associated with BAGS. bags that silently and invisibly plague everyone. it feels almost like some too-real personification.
How it feels almost like what we do in everyday life and yet dont remotely realise.
I feel so Jacintha Abishgenaden in the previous lines. haha.
YOU HAVE REACHED A MUSICAL SYNTHESIS WITH YOURSELF - jacintha
hahaha. it almost sounds poetic. good one Ja.
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Teachers Day celebration today. and I wanted quite badly to do a prodigal son return.
only limited by the friends of mine( you ingrates ) who have activities packed to the brim.
some just couldnt care less la. sighhhh.
i disagree with jayina. i've almost lost all contact with my primary school pals.
some of them i suspect. possibly in some kampung in malaysia rearing chickens.
my secondary school friends arent the best around. but they helped shape me into who i am today.
yeah. I WAS BRILLIANT BY BIRTH, EDUCATION RUINED ME.
the line above was by Jaspal singh. possibly the only productive(say: useful) thing to ever come out from his gap.
i got Yufang junior to deliver a handwritten note to Mr. Poh. my former english teacher on my behalf.
punctuational error in the above line. i couldnt care less.
lets see what i had in the note :
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hello Mr. Poh, cedric from WDL class 4C, 2003...
SHORT SHOUTOUT TO YOU ON TEACHER'S DAY !
1) i regret causing you so much trauma during english lessons.
2) i feel horrible that i challenged your authority back then
3) i do miss your english lessons so.
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