Take Back The City.

Jay-see-are-see photoshot from really long ago.

They were always in my other room and I only got them back recently when my tenant shifted out. Plus, insane packing and shifting after my last paper on 30th. S and I cleared the room in less than two hours. Which means, I said my final goodbyes to Thirteen, and I'll never see it again.

It is bittersweet though, as always with all farewells. I hate this place, even though I had an adventure here. It was Thirteen that I grew closer to Eli bitch, where I met wonderful people like Zq the awesome Pres, Sc the bestie, Faz the wonderkid, where memories of Gdine coming over/us sleeping in are kept, memories of FFF and I. This is where I spent 70% of my Freshmen year (the other 30% in school and at training), yet I never quite had a good feeling about it, nor the people. Thirteen is where I had a first-peek into the real REAL world, the pretentious people, the friends-for-benefits, etc. (Too ugly to continue)

But I'm also thankful for the people that have kept me sane; for Chong, for Gibby, for Shaochun, for Elisaliuwenbin, for BrudderKang (who lives in the neighbour hall/block), for Shooo, for Wonderkid, (yeah and unfortunately no girls). 

The one and a half year stay would have been worse without you.

Anyhow, we concluded a while back that I was giving up second best for third best in terms of luxury/comfort. And as much as the future is bleak and intimidating, as uncertain as it may be, (especially with the recent turn of events), I can only hope it will be a completely different but better year to come. In a different place, that is.

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POST EXAMS:

Can't stop whinging about how brrrroke I am, haha.

My current income is 40/week, of which I feel severely underpaid cos I run til my legs ache so bad and I get backchat(ed) by stupid 16 year olds who think they're so good.

Sent Ycube the manager off last Thurs at the B.udget terminal. It was almost empty, haha. And  she's back already, back at work too. :(

Then I had my starbucks fix before I cut my hair(:

Caught Monster vs Aliens on Friday, it was so stupid. And effectively slept the other 50% of my Friday away after lunch. 

Was draggggged out for a movie last min by A.rthur, who just booked out! We caught H.orsemen which was freakingsick and made my insides turn. Felt completely nauseous towards the end and they still had the mood for supper. =\ Geyland serai BCMeesua. 

Barely slept and hence had difficulty waking up on Saturday for Touch. Was initially sat out for Womens game so I wasted my cabfare. >=(

But Nic and I played second half anyhow. Played mixed again, against P.irates.

And followed Suuuuuu home to shower before the Sg/Kazak game at Y.ck(:

Very good mothersonny bonding time we had. (:

Dinnered at Ikea after the match with S and family, then caught W.olverine. Not too bad a show(: 

Sunday with MrsDarcy,

As usual, lotsa food, lotsa fun, lotsa laughter, lotsa silly moments, spend lotsa money (ok not really), talk too much, take too many pictures. (: 

Monday, training training training. EK COME BACK SOOON :(

Tuesday: Waffle fix from G.elare, yay(: And catching the last hours of the DEbraced boy before he leaves for Germany.

Refereeing again, training at Turf again.

The whole field was gross-muddy-smelly-dirty-sick.

And I've pulled out of A.sianchamps. Makes everything alot easier now. (:

So after the crazy sandfly bites attack, I've weird rash around my legs and arms now.

Freaking fields.

I Have To Love You Less.

Just when I thought I had to give up my happening night life (HAHA YEAH RIGHT) to call up more freshies about camp, I found myself rushing out of the house on Friday night, begging my Mom to drop me off at Glasshouse Starbucks.
After a cup of their Signature Hot Chocolate and about an hour of Aunt-Agony role playing, we were subtly chased out of the place.
Being Aunt Agony continued as we walked through levels and levels at Mustafa and eventually nearly succumbed to eating supper (dimsum!) at 2 in the morning.


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Went boots-hunting on Saturday despite the extremely extremely dampering wet weather. Found the black pair, but we unanimously agreed the red one looked better. Unlucky though, cos the smallest pair in every outlet is Size 7. =(

Spent the rest of the evening after dinner at Ah Gong's, where we played Winning Eleven (obviously I lost) and they just kept laughing at me. =( Ate Goreng Pisangs, Nuggets accompanied by Erdinger and Hoegaarden, played Daidee and bridge, watched LOTR and Entourage; screaming "GERALD! GERALD!" everytime there was a sex scene.
Gave up on food and decided to swipe out Ahgong's ice cream stash. Lotsa alcoholic ice cream from Udders but Haagen's Macademia Brittle is the besttttttt. (:


Was supposed to attend training this morning, but we gave it a miss since BFF wasn't feeling well (GET WELL SOON!!!). I can't believe I slept through an 11am service. I am hopeless and eternally guilty I tell you.......................

But anyhow, we sorta had a farewell lunch for Ken today.
Nothing much to expect except food and lotsa army talk which I've pretty much grown accustomed to. Still somewhat amazed (and amused) that everytime this topic is brought up, I learn something new. Haha, oh wells.

Take care in Perth, Moo!

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CGL says: kkkkk.. u spider lei u
I say: ohhh
why spider
kanchiong spider?
CGL says: YES

Now, I say: FINE =(

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PS: Training/Friendly on Thursday was badbadbad. Was scolded for backchatting =( Sucks shit.
PPS: Pretty excited for YouthInTouch coming 12July, gonna see lotsa people I haven't seen in a-g-e-s!

pink, pink, pink i/c!

HAPPY ORD! (:

Now you have no excuse to not come to Pulau AN-TEE-YOU anymore. (:

Don't forget the million and one treats you still owe me (((((:

PS: Angel, I want burnt caramel root beer float apple pie from Island Creamery. Now that you're free but I still have school, your turn to deliver. Heh((:

Decembers.

To the REAL-MAN-TO-BE:

Be brave as you say your last goodbye to your hair(:

Take care in far away Tekong (Oh man, we're gonna be at opposite ends of Singapore!) I know you'd be fine anyways. (: Will miss youuuuu. Sorry I couldn't meet you guys for dinner just now =( That sucked.

Ps: To me, you're already a real man, AH GONG! HAHAHAHA

Dying Thoughts Of A Paper-Backed Writer (Wannabe)

{EDITED}

Hi, my life is mother boring.

More boring than words can describe.

So I shall not allow my lack of vocabulary to further emphasise my bored boring life.

Spent my Easter with 2 groups of people, the first, included one who woke up at 7:55am, when we were supposed to meet at 8am, but rushed down by 8:10 am. Amazing.

The second, was 2 people who refused to take photos with me, but allowed me to take photos of them. Weird.

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Monday was dinner at BotakJones with Mr (soon to be) Botak (Jones)Wong.
I told you he's an Ahbeng. And we nearly got lost, hilarious!

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Bao (- Seef) on Wed, when I called to ask where they were, I had the shock of my life, "Fish & Co".
Sorta objected so we went Crystal Jade (Yay, Chinese Food!), squeezed through Bugis St. minutes before it closed, with Alicia's classic, "Can I go to the toilet first?"
And holding up workers of Ice Monster cos we went at 22:08 when they shut at 22:00. Oops. But we helped them make quite a bit of business.

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Impromptu lunch with the Patrick Star on Thursday, who braved the rain, and found her way to the "agar agar building" (Look like agar agar meh!). Yummy nasi lemak, plus milky-enough-Iced Milk Tea, and more walks in the rain. My brave pain-from-needles survivor!

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Then dinner, with THREEOFUS,
#1: Hair-py with Hair.
#2: I'll let you figure what the picture is for, but hint: Don't look at us. The background's more interesting. Especially the backdrop of the person in the background.
#3: Ah Lian/Beng/Hui in the making, yoh!
#4: random
#5: The difference between a Dancer, a soon-to-lose-his-sanity armyboy, and an Athlete.
#6: Hungry. (Pong, you see that? NO SMOKING)

Food there was somewhat disappointing, but I'm willing to give it a second try. Haha.
But I hate Western! Shall wait for the craving.

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This auntie damn slow! Called at 3:52pm saying she ended work, called at 4:40 something, "Oh I'm at Boon Keng already"
Pictures 2, 3, 4 are stages of our durian fest,
and we blasted 38$ on those 3 durians man.

The last picture is happyhappy durian smiles with durian shells!

All right, photo captions another day, I'm lazy.

--

The success of a younger generation, usually depends on that of the previous.

Because skills, experiences, advice, are usually passed down from one to another.
So when one fails, do you blame the failures,
or their mentors?

Is it their incompetence,
or the mentor's insufficient guidance?
Or worse, the mentor's over helpfulness.

We're sorry to hear this,
I really am.

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The Sun is amazingly hot today! I like, I like!

I'm burping durians and tomyam soup, they taste like Peach Vodka.

I sold my N6680! I'm so lost without it, all my memos are written on scraps of paper, and my phonebook is empty!! (cos I'm lazy to copy it).

You're So Hot, You're Fogging Up My Specs.

I got Punk'd, yet again, today.
But if any consolation, I'm spending my weekends with the two favourite-st people,
and lotsa other random company we meet along the way.

I neeed to take more photos to capture every lovely moment before it slips through my fingers like sand.

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And indeed, it is that which does not kill that makes us stronger.
That which was killed, shall perish and be non existent.
So should my patience for your childish petty revengeful decisions and antics.
I deserve neither of your punishment, nor blessing.
And neither do you deserve anything from me.
From sugar coated promises to sour cherried jealousy,
you are mean nothing more than just seven alphabets that form a name to me,
and nothing friends can even describe,
because now, I can finally use the term "EX-FRIEND".
And yes, that will be it.
I won't die from one less friend that will lead to maybe 10 less friends because you seem to have them under your control.
Like you said, we'll move on and find our own.
I know I will get over this by tomorrow, I just wanted to whine.
It doesn't mean anything to me anyway, losing you.


Well, emo shit aside, TIME REALLY FLIES!
To think I was still complaining that January passed really slowly (probably cos I was jobless and I did the same stuff everyday and spent every last drop of cash I had, haha!)
But we're already in March now!
The Jan batch of Botaks are POP-ing on Wed,
and the Ptp are enlisting this Thurs,
soon the Apr batch will be enlisting,
then Uni life will start (Honestly, it freaks me out)
and eventually, our seniors will be ORD-ing.

Half of Me wants time to fly, yet another wishes it'd just take its time to crawl like a snail running a 100m race.
But no, don't we all know we can't always have what we want?

IQ The Size Of A Ball-point Pen.

Read that off Table For Three, which Hr was reading just yesterday.
That book's rather entertaining, but it's sooo Singaporean.
Wtf does IQ the size of a ball-point pen signify anyway.
Hah.

Anyway, since Elisa has very honestly told me, "Eee your blog is so boring one. Because there are no pictures." (Wle, tmd. So hurtful. HAHA) I shall deliberately post an entry overloaded with photos. Blog worthy ones, of course. Maybe not to you, but to me at least. (Afterall, I'm the owner right! And these are my memories. Haha)

Let me try to organise my thoughts, and arrange the photos in Chronological order: (omgs, they are so messy and my thoughts are just as messed up with 2 different songs playing in the background)

ESTEE'S 19TH SURPRISE AT ICHIBANBOSHI/ESPLANADE; FRIDAY:

#1: Those from SA present
#2: mygirlmygirlmygirlmygirlmygirlmygirlmygirlmygirl!
#3: Because he's leaving for the army in a week's time (then), and he has left already.
#4: Attempted emo shot (Haha, I just forgot to turn on the flash okay!)

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AMKhub/Fairprice Xtra On Sat with my Parents, plus ....I never ever want to be an Arts student ): It's soooo much work. Tooo much. At the end of the night, I was nearly cockeyed, and my fingers were red and sore from cutting, sticky from glue. Boo ):

No pictures of Sunday, only memories- I vaguely remember making a wasted trip down for a hair cut and cabbing from CTK to J8 (cab fare was 3$, so spoilt) for mini shopping(:
Oh, but I still can't conclude if I've grown or shrunk for the better.

Tues, I had a #^%*&*(%& driving instructor:

Me: "Uh, is it true that we have to pass both FTT and finish module2 before we can book our practical test?"

Him: "Yes, that's true. Because as students of the school, we want .. (all the bull shit)"

(Awhile later),
Him: "I can tell you're very eager to test your practical test.."

Me: "HUH?????? No?? I was ... (just asking for my friend)" [He didn't let me finish >=( ]

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And, I met FGD too. Finally.

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Wednesdays have become my favourite days of the week, cos it's TOUCH days! (:

Rushed down to Cityhall after training to meet BAO, where we walked from one Jap Restaurant to another, and Another, and Another before we settled down at Genki Sushi, simply because we were TOOO lazy to walk to Esplanade/ find another. Haha.

#1: Gross Greentea powder :\
#2: We wanted to take a photo of the food we ate/mess we created but the table was already half cleared
#3: (:

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Thursday was Crabby day, where for old times' sake, we went back to Prince Cafe at Coro. And since it's for old times sake, we should eat the same thing right! So I had Fish & Chips again, Yay. The "old times" refers to the day, I had my braces fully tightened and in place, with all 4 molars extracted. 25rd Nov 2005, I think. Too bad we couldn't gather everyone who was there that day, back with us today.

And we popped by Island Creamery, also for old times' sake/Crabby's craving, but I was too full for anything and my fav flavour wasn't selling anyway. And we walked a few bus stops down instead of sitting down waiting! And guess who suggested to walk? Not meee! (:
(I think old times' sounds so YaKun. Haha)

At the bus stop: (I totally forgot I had my camera before this)

At Orange Tee:Elisa was being irritating that night. She scribbled (a long crappy paragraph) on my leads list but later, I realised I had rough paper so we started scribbling:

Firstly, she wrote LIAR.
Then I cancelled the R, put E before the word, and added an S inbetween the I and A.
That spells ELISA.

Then she wrote Asshole, and tried to be Cheena sooo, it became "en chi pi gu" (phil ass) and I added "de dong = wen bin" ('s hole = elisa)

OMG and I couldn't stop laughing. If you look clearly at the picture, you can see that I wrote, "You lose! Haha."

Oh yeah, I wanted to prank Hr, but something really funny happened. Elisa tried disconnecting the line, but it didn't. I couldn't stop laughing. The phone was ringing.

Hr: "Hello?"
Background: "HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA"

Then she grabs the phone and says, "HELLO! I AM PHIL!"

(Omg, okay, actually I think whatever I'm posting is so not funny, I'm like talking to myself.)

Nights like these are the BEST! When all your Managers (especially Mr. Intimidating Ryan) are absent, and phones are spoilt, AND AND AND, I get to strike off TWO PAGES (!!) of numbers! Woohoo.

So anyway, meet En Chi Pi Gu De Dong, And her new GAP Hoodie. (If you can see it)After work, we decided to go for a (FREEEE!) cable car ride!
(Okay, I have shakey hands ): And I didn't take a proper photo of the (breathtaking, hurhur) view!)

Though I was verysuperduper tired, I still went to help a lazy designer with his soon-to-be-due but no-where-near-completion work. And I am so un-arty la, why did he ask me to help him. )): He was stressed, and so was I, cos I was so scared I'd screw up his work. ):

(guess how much the tattooo costs!)

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I barely caught any sleep, then I had to wake up for DENTAL (I missed Dr. Choo!)
CNY colours (so lame) this time, PLUS RUBBER BANDS.

I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ): I'm back on rubber bands. ):

))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):
OWW OWW OWW OWW OWW OWW.

BUT ANYWAY, before dental, I had to bomb his home phone, and handphone (which was turned off) til he finally woke up. Grr.

He ate donuts,We visited (dearly missed) Ann at work,We changed our (old school) Nets to act cool poseur credit cards, We passed by KAY POH ROAD on the way to Town,
We ran in the rain from Lucky Plaza to Taka back to Paragon for DingTaiFung with the rest (where I had great difficulty eating)

Then we walked everywhere (like, really!) looking for a place to sit down and chill. Settled for Swensen's (there were more of us then) where we waited for a record time of 40 mins (or was it longer?) and we had ice cream. And as STUPID as it sounds, I am convinced cold stuff contract my braces, or rubber bands at least, or maybe my tooth such that it hurts MORE ):

Mr Army boy,

And a BEFORE/AFTER photo, as promised.

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Today:

Classic moment for the day:
Estee: JACKNIVES! (In the most determined tone you can ever hear from someone lazy)
*Attempts doing one but goes, WAHHHH!!!! (In the most _______ tone)

I can't even find a word for the tone/expression. Not funny to you, but it was like LOL funny to us please. (Haha, Bella, LOL.)

We were itching so badly to play, we played 3 on 2 among ourselves, and dragged Ms. Soh in too. Coach is convinced "I am spoilt" because I am reluctant to come back for training if I were to alone. (grrr)

TANGYUANNN for lunch, where I had to bite it with my lips cos my teeth were obviously too weak, and I had the peanut ooozing out, which "really looks like shit!" (And on the way there, we were laughing about E and her "cry like pangsai" vs A's "cry pang sai") And S, A and I unknowingly sat there, talking for 2hours odd.

Brought A. for Fried Mars Bars and Cheese Sausage after that. We bumped into her dad(: Just as we were talking about him. Yanns met us, A left for home, and we just bumped around, shopping and (OMG ROONEY JUST SCORED A DAMN NICE GOAL!) slacking, catching up.

Dinner was Porridge, like duh.
And then I received the SWEEETEST msg I've ever received in ages, from D. Omg, if I was feeling emo, I would have cried reading it. (I bet you want me to cry right!) But too bad, I didn't. Thank you dear, it was really, really sweet. (:

I realise I didn't take any photos today at all ): Maybe cos my phone was dying.
This entry is so anyhow, I'm posting just for the sake of the photos, I know I'll end up editting this post somehow, someday.

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I don't know if it's the braces, the fatigue, or simply me,
But I've been a little unfriendly, a little rebellious, a little sick, and a little frustrated lately.
My dad's been trying to take away what my mom granted me since I was 13, and of course I don't like the change. But I refuse to surrender it to him, and I do not intend to do anything. Sorry, I'm stubborn, but any attempts will just be futile, leading to more hostility, Dad.

Today, A. mentioned that she thought the older a believer you are, the easier it is to lose faith. Though I thought otherwise, it has hit me that,
it is somehow easier for new friends to become good friends, as compared to old friends becoming good friends again. Maybe it's the unhappy past either cannot forgive, maybe it's the lack of faith and fear of falling short of each other's disappoinment. Afterall, we are only human; once bitten, twice shy.

Cliche as it may sound, it takes two to clap.
But maybe clapping is too noisy, so we opt for silent movies instead.

(I posted this entry at 0327? omg. I neeed my sleep)