Fonder

Tuesday straight after my paper, it was off to IMM with Huiqi, did lunch at Ajitsen's. We almost gorged ourselves with those food and with a heavy stomach, we dragged our foot to Mac, having the intention to study and we did - semi-productively. Lethargy set in and we excused ourselves to do some grocery shopping at Giant, Huiqi bagged some cream cheese and oreo cookies for her cheesecake attempt and i grabbed sushi, cookies, almond paste to feed those hungry souls at home. And i waited for 30 minutes for the shuttle bus to arrive, that was pretty annoying with mosquitoes feeding on me but thanks to the boyfriend's PSP which really helped in the nick of time like this.

Wednesday, despite having an exam the next day, i breezed through my notes and spent hours hogging onto the computer, addicted to online sprees. Then it was off to suntec with my mum to meet my aunt (it had been almost 2 weeks since i saw her & i do miss her), did dinner at Just Noodles and bought an orange graphic tee from FCUK for the boyfriend and some donuts from the donut factory; apparently the craze for donuts had subsided with no long queues spotted. So much for the fluctuating demographic patterns of people's taste.




Just a few hours ago, I had dinner with my mum and dad which made me a happy girl because it just feels so warm just to be with them. I mugged almost the whole day today with Huiqi in the library, it was rather productive because for this once, we abstained ourselves from all those endless shoppings. We had pratas at the cafe for tea break and it was off to digging into those thick piles of notes again.

It is almost midnight now and it spells FRIDAY - the boyfriend is soon to be done with outfield(:

I seriously miss him despite being busy drowning myself with tonnes of words and phrases. Tiredness do not bugged me lately, guess it is time to study again for tomorrow's last paper! More shopping and eating sprees to come and i can't wait for trainings to commence.

To be selfish or selfless

Have you ever questioned yourself 'Why am i doing this? Is this what i wanted or is it just because i want to show the rest what i've got?'. Trying to be the superman to please everyone is simply too hard and often cause one to be in a dilemma especially when it's between your loved ones.

The alternatives - to escape or to abide. Choose the latter, you'll suffer during the process, may or may not excel in it but at least you try to please the people around you. Escape and you'll enjoy the process and a higher possibility in reapng what you sow, causing displeasure among the people. These sceptical thinkings always aroused doubts, dilemmas and displeasures; isn't it discomforting to live life this way.

Let us run away to a liberal sanctuary that belongs to our own, shall we?

The thick pile of notes had been accompanying me the whole of the weekdays - unproductively. I've been obsessed with baking recently that i baked consecutively for 2 days - banana cake and an unsuccessful attempt for a chocolate cheescake; i suspect the hershey's receipe is a cheatsheet despite following the instructions accordingly. With 1 paper down, there are 3 papers ahead - tuesday, thursday and friday. Mugging.

Saturday, the boyfriend gave me a little surprise when im half done with tutoring, came out of my room and saw him smiling at me. It really caught me off guard - sweet. It was off to Marina for lunch at Changing Appetites and a mini shopping - it had been awhile, i'd say. Scrawny and tired boyfriend went to get his back treated at the Chinese sinseh and off to lavendar's hawker for a late dinner with me asking the boyfriend 'Why so little people today? So weird right?', when the time is already 9pm. Jabbered while helping the boyfriend with his assignments and off to bed at 3am.

Sunday was a mad rush in an attempt to wake up early and complete the boyfriend's assignments, it was quite productive with him not hogging onto the computer for this once. Glimpsing at the boyfriend's weary face and literally lacking vitality like how he once used to possess makes my heart sank and wished there're some methods to rescue him.

Today commences his fieldcamp. Friday will come very soon - i convinced myself.

Thought of the day.

As adapted from Sunday Times dated January 20 2008

It's the little things that count

In a bid to make up for forgetting your wedding anniversary again, your husband takes you to a rather posh restaurant, even though you warn him it's probably fully booked. Sure enough, the waiter at the door informs you that all tables have been reserved.
Undeterred, your husband peers through the door. "Eh! Got very little people what!" The waiter calmly asserts that all tables have been reserved, and continues: "Sir, it is quite impolite to call our customers 'little'. I'm sure you would not want to be described as a small person."
Before your husband retort, you quickly step in. "No, dear. What he means is the correct term to use is 'very few people'. 'Little', used like that, means small in size, so 'little people' would mean a small group of people. "few', on the other hand, refers to a smalll amount of people, which is what you mean."
Just the, the waiter looks up from his clipboard. "Good news, madam. Somene just cancelled his reservations. This way, please." You smile. Looks like your little evening is turning out to be bettter than expected.

Beckoning

I am brutally lacking vitality with late sleepless nights and early rise when my mind just wouldn't give way to my droopy eyes. This had been going on for quite awhile and i would always find myself trying in vain to occupy myself during those nights. Anyone kind enough to knock me out?

Tests are finally out but exams are just setting in and to aggravate matter, the boyfriend's outfield being postponed from this week to next week - an extremely disturbing fact to think about.

Thursday, declared the end of tests period despite exams are still ahead- there's always a reason to rejoice. I did some shopping with my mum in search for the boyfriend's CNY clothes which he doesn't have the time to shop for - blame it on his tight schedule that i reckon he needs to prioritise. After hours of search, grabbed only a white bottom and rushed off to meet my cousin for dinner at Ajiteh's.

Saturday, cabbed down to OCS to pick the boyfriend up and off to his house. He looked so scrawny and emaciated like that of a coolie eversince he entered OCS. What a pitiful sight to see. Dinner was at AMK with his family and aunt, decided to pop by the AMK hub to do some stocking up for the boyfriend's food supply. However, the supermarket apparently shut its gates and his mum & aunt decided to do a mini CNY shopping with the remaining shops that were still open for patronage. It was much yaking with some time alone at his place till the wee hours before he drove me home.

Sunday, after having breakfast with my family (it had been sometime that i spent time with them becuase i would always rushed against time to meet the boyfriend, abandoning them), then off to my cousin's place and all the way to the boyfriend's. It was a mad rush for time with much tasks to complete within that short few hours - supermarketing, search for the boyfriend's packlist items and off to pasir ris park for some sand digging session in an attempt to fill up 2 yakult bottles and 1 can. Musical instruments for OCS maybe?

Kampong Boy;

Tug of war

Too much idling around definitely kill my time to take the MUGGING term off me but in brutal honesty, it left me insufficient time to panic at the thought that i've just got started revising. It was well expected of me because i am so immuned to committing this offence repeatedly without repenting on what i had done. And the more it would prompt me to procrastinate to literally everyone around me - my mum, friends and the boyfriend; in the end i would still slog it out on the notes.

Friday was the last day of school - lectures officially ended and the sense of achievement to finally gone through 3 years of poly life albeit a tinge of something's missing is filling me in now. It was an informal catching up with the db girls to visit Angel at Changi Hospital and dinner was at East Point Mall's Sakura with the remaining girls. The long journey home all the way from Simei to Boonlay was a dreadful yet tiring one and surprisingly, i managed to sit through it with my eyes open despite being exasperated from the whole day. Home sweet home.

Saturday, my mum and i were literally waiting anxiously for the boyfriend to book out. I secretly thought my mum is smitten in him because my mum's more excited than i was to meet the boyfriend after not seeing him for a good 2 weeks or so. The boyfriend cabbed his way to Jurong Point to have a late lunch with me, mum and anthony at Crystal Jade and i mistakenly ordered dried prawn noodle instead of soup dumplings noodle for the boyfriend. Everyone was so busy savouring on their food - 2 bowls of plain wanton noodles (soup), 2 bowls of porridge, 1 plate of prawn noodle and 1 plate of pig livers noodle. Then we scooted off on the train to the boyfriend's.

Yesterday evening, after the boyfriend's changed into his white sleeved shirt and black tailored pants, it was time to book in again. The ever-so-dreaded feeling right at the end of the week. My parents drove the boyfriend in and it was a short exchange of bye-bye before he marched into the camp. Yes, i am proud of the boyfriend to come thus far.