sometimes,
its hard to see
what's been there all along.

sometimes,
you just shove everything,
till you find out we were wrong

For the first time, it feels like someone hit the reset button. Its like how everything has been thrown back exactly two years, only now it ain't Bishan, its Marine Parade. Days of ranting bout how we're all gonna party 'once this is over'. Looking forward to it.

Things are starting to pick up, I'm starting to pick up steam, and then, to those damned things that are haunting me now, its to the left, to the left, everything just toss into the box on the left.

cos you give me something to believe in,
i mean, after all we've been through.

Termination.

How it hits once again. Wallowing in self-pity never helps, but then again, who ever gave a shit? Its like dropping little pieces of you, hoping someone picks it up, but no one does and you end up being more and more incomplete.

Its like a shattered mug, even if you piece it back together, the cracks will always be there. And bloody hell, I'm freaking proud of these cracks.

Go figure.

whew. what a weekend.

this blog is getting less emo, and less readers. I LIKE.

spent saturday with the 25ths. sure miss hanging out with them =).

spent sunday with the juniors (actually its mainly shervin and chunyong and jessie and huihui), then went off with my ding-dongs to celebrate national day OUR way. makes being a fairy godmother worth it. and fireworks are best seen through glass.

spent today (monday) at andrew's surprise birthday party. nothing else to say. andrew's place is always filled with such eternal never-ending cosy-ness i can never complain.

and tuesday is gonna be one hectic day. wednesday is gonna be an amazing day, and I'm looking forward for lunch on thurs, and then its TGIF.

I might actually get my perfect week this year =)

counting.

what for?

the equation doesn't make sense.

why does it have to?

offense or defence.

why does it matter, since everyone loses anyway?

why.

why?

whoa. talk about cool.

class bbq to celebrate dahlia's birthday was awesome. and truth or dare, haha, can't believe we all still remember the PAE days. And they all remembered my story. Its times like this you cant help but feel a little touched. maybe i was too quick in making certain decisions. getting pushed down the stairs by Tas is strangely addictive.

and hey, crazy weekend coming up. and wednesday's gonna be one heck of a rush.

oh, and before i forget, hey you over there, hang in there okay?

cos when the sky is darkest, you can see the stars,
so baby, have a little faith