all begins with L

Hah!

The long long awaited site has been officially launched, hosting all things art, in the eyes of Ms. Java and company. Do give Eatsleepart a visit during your office breaks, and yes contributions are very much welcomed!

To you who made it all possible (with a little nag now and then), thank you much much!

“I think its not what you do.. it’s who you know and who your dad is.”

Past boon and blessings have somewhat reaffirm my belief on this matter. That is why some of us have taken to ignore the ontrac system altogether. Especially for the retirees whose jc days had been overwhelmed by extra curriculum acts. Way extra than the compulsory. It’s high time to savour thy golden age in varsity days.
And if you are one of those who hold second and third part-time jobs to feed your travel bug come summer, then it’s best to get to know your friends’ dad’s bestfriends. Because your GPA is unlikely of help.

My summer plan i.e. to be an ultimate bum and watch channel discovery travel & living has been altered. Internship begins this friday at HelioSpa Asia, courtesy not of a friend’s dad but somewhere along the line. Fairy at work.
So for those who yearn for a post intern treat (single & couple, straight or otherwise), do give me a holla.

(Staff discount?? wah lau…)

1 “Let destiny takes its course, there’re somethings which you can’t understand and therefore shouldn’t interfere.”
I usually do apply the above theory, only because I don’t care as much.
But to the exceptional few of whom I hold dearly close to heart, I will do whatever it takes to have them in a better state. Until you have put in equal amount along side of those who did, do not use fate to comfort ignorance.

2 Don’t hand me a clean slate like as if you mean it. You seem to perverse every genuine concern. Respect has been the basis of it all and it shall remain as such.
Sometimes I wonder why I bother.

3 It is not the green notes that we’re after. But the power of choice that beholds.

Hurt
“I am more shocked than I am angry, that you of them all, are in this state.”
Those were the words of a jealous lover.
The selfish behave of a sister.
Between love and life lie many lies of which you’ve have taken to reconcile.
I have learnt that it is a lonely path irregardless.
I never meant to place you in the worse.
For that I apologise, my friend.

Trust
Eight years of friendship, we’ve witness each others shame and glory.
Leave the sentimental fool aside.
I saw your worst, I tried to hide mine.
But these words are yours to claim as well.
You had me more than my own flesh and blood.

Concern
For she deserves the best, for he who deserves nothing less.
One should fall in love, but never to drown in it.

My life is so so exciting.
Try this.

I want my India pics.

I’m coming baby, I’m coming, I’m coming.

I’m so drained. Five days in a room filled with eleven year olds is not exactly how I’ve envision my summer to be. I HATE KIDS.

But the scorched bank account has to be compensated. One more day to welcome back civilisation.

I finally had the legendary Melben crabs along with the scrumptious playboy chicken (yes, it is named as such). Best butter crab I’ve ever ever had. Really.

In midst of a hawker chaos, a stall auntie blew a whistle (literally) like that of a world cup referee and put on loudspeaker,

“Parking lai le! Parking Lai le!”

Which directly translates to ‘parking is here!’. Suddenly you have members of the families taking heed, jumping off their seat, dropping their chopsticks, dashing to their wind screen to peel out that 50 cent parking coupon.

If you are a driver or who have a dad who drives, that kind of service is definitely an exemplary of what is needed to be in a service industry.

She just saved half a neighburhood from getting a ticket that cost two of a family-sized-bowls of bee hoon crab soup. Classic.

1 Will be the first day of my annual ‘attend-if-in-dire-need-of-cash’ camp. Arh, a bunch of pricks who think that memorizing a thirty-words list in record time will fuel the self to concur the world and make a difference in mankind.

2 Molecules of arrogance will saturate the air because he will tell you that you’re are special.

3 The temperature will be 16 deg. celcius because that’s when the brain works best.

4 Is an Ex’s birthday. Happy Birthday to you~

Two hundred and fourty hours to kill. Counting down.

Lovely lovely party it was~

I love you, I love all of you.
Thank for you not for the gifts, not for the well wishes, not for the toasts and sloppy kisses.
But for having me to smile and have your smile in return, in happy times and bad.
Thank you dearest friends~

ps. Mom, thank you for being mine.

Announcement:

This is not a birthday invite, it’s a whoevercomes-dance-party.
We’re having a small homecoming party at Attica this Wednesday the 7th. Whoever is free and easy, your presence will be much appreciated since yours truly will coincidentally be ushering in her big twenty one strikes midnight.

Venue: dance floor
Time: 11pm
Dress code: raw and naked

Honey, I’m home!

And I had the sausage mcmuffin w egg checked off the list; like that of a pregnant cat!
Well I am bloated but binging still while trying to reconcile with the new environment.
Yes, I am back in my room with the old lappie.

It was exactly 24 hrs ago when we were haggling over prices with the autorickshaw driver to bring us to our departure hall. And now here I am at home (though I’d like to believe that it’s a stop over), not having trains to catch, no rooms to reserve, no men to curse at, no masala chai-room service, no power cut, no bumpy rides, no traffic horns, no blood bank mosquitoes, no more in the land of the holy cow.

To embrace reality I had my first beef, on sticks dipped in spicy peanut gravy (geylang satay lembu).

Weeks worth of laundry await, I miss my dhobi man. Sobs.