I’ve been slacking around at my “workplace” and I think I’m getting to used to the air-conditioning. I’m afraid that when I’ve to go back to running in the hot sun, I’ll be cursing and swearing. I went flying today at the Singapore Youth Flying Club. It wasn’t really exciting because the plane we flew was a tiny one that operates using a propeller. It moved at a flying snail’s pace and we could only fly in a limited airzone. The only thrilling parts were during sharp turns and moving upwards as the G-force pushed against my body. Other than that, it was rather blah. This month has been one filled with a whole lot of shopping for me (actually last month I spent quite a lot too). I just bought a Gucci wallet today when I went shopping with Xiuru at Orchard. We explored Ion Orchard and walked around the other malls too. Ion is not too bad, but some boutiques which I really wanna enter such as Dolce & Gabbana have yet to open. I’m going to Orchard again tomorrow. A few of the things that I’ve bought recently are Diesel jeans, Boss shoes, ordered a pair of really nice Gola by Christian Lacroix shoes which are not available in Singapore and some shirts. My aunt came back from the US this week so I asked her to help me buy shoes and jeans too! I’m gonna see her tomorrow evening during the weekly family dinner and I can’t wait. I think after tomorrow’s shopping trip, I shall attempt to cease all shopping till next month. But wait a minute, isn’t next month just a week away?
I’m ultra pissed right now. It’s my last weekend that I get to return from exile island and I thought I could get some peace, but guess what? The bloody people who did not realise that the world is overpopulated and conceived me, yes my F**king parents, have got me all hot and flustered. First of all, I told them that I would be back at 8pm but there was nobody home when I returned at 8.30pm. My freaking mum, who is extremely paranoid about people breaking into our house, doesn’t allow me to bring the house keys to exile island. Thus, I had to wait for them to come home to open the god-damn door. Next, my parents got my house repainted even though it has only been a year since we moved in just after it was built. This resulted in the big huge mess that is surrounding me right now and I have to clear this mess which I didn’t create. I want to strangle them NOW!
On the brighter side of things, I’m graduating from exile island on tuesday and will be getting a week and a half long holiday.
I’m going back to exile island in about an hour’s time, even though I just returned from there at 11am yesterday. I had to stay back to go to the gym because I didn’t pass IPPT on Monday, but I did pass on Wednesday. Although I had successfully cleared the IPPT on Wednesday, I was forced to stay behind due to the inflexibility over there. I spent the whole day fermenting at home yesterday while keeping myself updated on Ugly Betty.
Today, I went to the crappiest sale of my life. The Club21 sale. It was just horrible. The selection of men’s clothes and apparel there were just simply pathetic. The prices were low, but the goods weren’t worth purchasing. I felt embarrassed to be spotted at such a sale. I was with two friends I made on exile island. We couldn’t take it anymore, so we hopped onto a cab to Orchard. I didn’t buy anything because there wasn’t much that caught my attention. However, it was rather fun window shopping at the high-end boutiques which we obviously could not afford with our meagre “allowance”. Lunch at Sushi Tei was lovely. I gotta go now or I’ll be late for that diesel-stinking boat.
I have been completely neglecting this blog. Perhaps it’s because I’m allowed access to a computer only on weekends or maybe because I don’t know what’s “legal” to write about and what’s not. I really adore that organisation (which I shall not mention lest I get into trouble) that prohibits one’s function of a normal life. I shall talk about a friend of mine since I do not intend to break the regulations by this so-called organisation that I now serve under.
Apparently, I have a friend who doesn’t see what’s wrong with prostitution. It (it is not an animal, even though it has sex like one, but it is my friend) claims that it doesn’t see why it should not get paid for casual sex since it is already doing it. I’m extremely disappointed and disgusted with it. If it is reading it and actually knows that I’m referring to it, I hope that it will change it’s ways and put a halt to all this crap. What’s wrong with prostitution? WHAT’S WRONG WITH PROSTITUTION?! It’s about one’s morals. If one engages in sex just for the money, one is lower than an animal (even animals select their mates, by the way, humans are technically animals too) because one becomes just like a dummy one can buy from a shop on the first floor of lucky plaza. Anyway, this friend of mine needs help and I seriously do not know how to help it. I cannot believe that I actually have a wh*re as a friend who is almost a total failure in life. It is somebody my mother would ask me to disassociate myself from if she knew about it’s activities.
I have abandoned my blog for nearly an entire month. I’ve been rather lethargic and my weekends are usually spent doing other things, so I’ve been neglecting my little space here where I type. I’ll come up with a proper post tmr, the day after or the day after that. It’s a long weekend and I got to book out at noon today. I spent some time with Chia How and Wilson before having dinner and supper with Mong and XY. The army isn’t so bad as some people describe it. Maybe it’s because I’m in a “welfare” company or it’s just one’s own perception. I’ll be enjoying this rare LONG weekend!
I’m going to return that mobile phone I found tomorrow. Yishuang suggested two ways of returning it. One is to hand it over to the police and the other is to pass it to starhub. I think the phone’s either cursed or I’ve collected a lot of bad karma. Yesterday was supposed to be a wonderful day of cycling in the day and clubbing at Zouk in the night. However, I ended up limping around like a handicap. I wasn’t careful and went off the cycling track and fell. To make things worse, Yishuang crashed into me from behind because of her delayed reaction. She was unscathed, while I was left with wounds on my right knee, foot and palm. We had cycled from East Coast to Changi and there was no way I was going to walk all the way back so I called a taxi to bring us back. We had actually planned to cycle the whole Park Connector Network (PCN) route. Luckily my dad was rollerblading at East Coast so I could take a lift home. I couldn’t go to Zouk in such a state so I had dinner with Vernon, Fabian, Xuehu and Terence. Terence and Fabian then came over to my house for a sleepover. I contributed a lot to the economy yesterday because I took a total of four taxi rides. I think I’ll have to idle around the whole week at home until I have to return to school when the results are released. This is such a fantastic way to spend my remaining days of freedom.
I just slept 17 hours and luckily, the fever has vanished but my throat hurts. I can’t believe that I was unfortunate enough to fall ill on the day that I was to take the SAT. I think I did alright, but definitely not fantastic. My essay seem to contain a lot of anti-American sentiments, even though I didn’t intend to make it that way. I was blabbering on about the CCP and their Long March and how the Vietnamese defeated the supposedly indomitable Americans. I did mention that I’m not an advocate of communism though. I’m most worried for my essay marks. The Math was simple as usual. After the SAT, I gave Shanti the birthday present I made for her, had lunch and left. When I reached home, I fell asleep and didn’t wake up until just awhile ago. This sucks! I won’t be able to eat all the delicious unhealthy food with my hindering sore throat. Reunion lunch is in 2 hours time and I’ll have to eat something soupy instead of the roasted stuff. Sigh.
Several things have occurred in my life so far, but I’m kinda lazy to give a full update. I brought Yishuang out last Ladies’ Night and wished I was born a girl. There were so many freebies lined up for the chicks and I had to pay the cover charge every time I stepped into a different club. We ended up dancing in Attica, but for some obscure reason there were quite a number of Indians that day… I went to see Fadhil off to Pulau Tekong last Friday and I’ve a few insignificant pictures taken on that day. Look below. That’s Fadhil and his parents on the stinky boat to that desolate island.
Last weekend, I got wasted for the first time in my life. It wasn’t a very pleasant feeling and I reached home when the sky was already filled with light. Konrad, Eunice and Kon’s new “friend” Jonathan came over for mahjong on Monday. They are really a cheena pok bunch, I wonder how Kon survived judging by the standard of Mandarin he was using in Hong Kong. My relatives from Penang, Malaysia have arrived and are currently lodging in my home. Fortunately, my youngest aunt had to work and couldn’t come if not I would not have any peace. That’s all.
To Terence: I know you’re lonely and everything in Hong Kong and wanna read about my life. Well, if you wanna know more, come online earlier before my internet cuts off!
I just watched this week’s Gossip Girl a while ago (episode 13) and I can’t but blog about it. It is the best episode this season so far! I thought Gossip Girl was getting rather boring and lame but this episode was filled with an array of emotions. It made me happy, touched and sad at the end. I teared a little when watching the last part for a second time. The song that was used, Signs by Bloc Party, perfectly complemented the mood of the show. Everyone should really watch this show. Too bad the next episode which looks super dramatic is only coming out on January 5th. What a long wait! For now, you can listen to the song Signs by pressing the play button.
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