last night was spent taking care of a bunch of drunkards lying in the middle of a god forsaken park, thank god for gabriel&chew&andre as i munched on chips while they watched over the rest. nothing beats keith rolling down the slope for the sake of celebration and yow ringing the doorbell to wake the entire house when we were trying so hard to keep silent. classic. i came home to rest for barely an hour then rushed to holland v to meet danny& jon --> the title of my post. REMAIN EYE CONTACT DANNY.

bye K see you (properly) in two weeks time. (tiny sad smiley)

I literally gobbled and wolved down a Cornetto Mini, it's the best thing in two in the morning. In less than 24 hours, keith's As will be over woohoooo. heehee all hail the king of alcohol i will bring him down tmr before he leaves for lovely bintan. I am tucked in, with Grey ready to play.... I think i might just die from this pleasure.

when you grow up and the world pours its problems upon you, you tend to forget how cute you really were last time. look at us, i think we are really cute. (:

yeap, with the passing of two days, the most tremendous project of my life will be over. No more studying at two in the morning at my desk with a cup of hot green tea, no more rushing to jenie's for tuition, no more panic attacks, no more books and papers upon my sofa bed, no more frantic scribbling of 3016/3244 upon every fucking piece of paper, no more heavy bags monster ring files, no more worrying, no more drive, no more ambition because in two days, my future will be sealed and on its way to england. or wherever they stay actually. this is neither a cause for celebration nor a flashing sign for zouk because believe me, one takes pleasure in being able to stare at nothing and do absolutely nothing. then again, i foresee myself grumbling at the emptiness of a prolonged holiday because i have somehow morphed into a crazy bitch who loves the work of As. now that it is coming to an end, i feel gleeful because while others have wasted one year of their lives partying being in the scene etc we are back! with a future and better than ever, we did not miss much anyway.

on a serious note (sigh), allowance will stop so soon i need to get job(s). i figured out multiple tuitions will be the best way because i am neither smiley enough to be on duck tours nor free enough for office jobs. mm so please HELP RECOMMEND ME I AM GOOD. i just had ice cream and pizza mmm mmm mmm mmm the taste of liberation.

Such a habit to look up and expect your face to hold some brightness, for me to regain mine.

tweleve fifteen, what a tempting time to tell myself that i deserve my five minutes in bed. no, no matter how loud and desperate your cry is, i will not. i think i might just slap the next dreamer who exclaims "Follow your dreams!" because no, you do not know what it feels like to stand before your fucking dream and be seperated by a thin layer of glass. you stare at your dream that you so badly covet and you visualise how it fits you perfectly but in the midst of all this dreaming, you are so aware of the possibility that your dream is mocking your naviety. just like how this world mocks the truth of my inadequacy.

Keith got his enlistment thing (okay i am quite sure it's not enlistment thing but basically its the letter) and he got posted to Police! heehee we are very excited about it mm actually not quite, I am quite excited about it. i do not know why as well, basically i have a very warped reason for my excitement which is all the raids handcuffs pistol uniform cruisers etc. but anyway, it is bound to die off soon and then the reality will wash over me but i will stay dryyyyyy, i will not be upset. meanwhile, LSE to me is like jimmy choo to every girl. jimmy choo will make them taller and prettier while LSE will bring me higher, smarter. fuck i do hate it when things are out of my reach.. ): but now till forever, i will dwell at Cubicle 8 @ Wishing Well with Keith and try to be good at everything.

oh and graduation day was one of the funniest days i had with dora. what a nice way to end off two years of college life.

Nothing can hold me together like how You do.

Time is merely an indicator of the number of times you have managed to light up my eyes. It is nothing but a count of cold days with showers of harsh words. Every love has its harvest each year. As we have ours, i realise it is only joy encapsulated in Time.

In my deepest moments of slumber, i still feel your hand inching towards mine, or the bed slowly sinking under your weight as you lean over me, or when you pull me over for nuggets of words. My stubborn mind used to think that love should be blindly embracing, i mock myself today because i am wrong. To a friend and a lover, happy one year, you have managed to smoothen the jagged edges of my character over Time.

september was one crazy month with super late nights and stress waves hitting over and over again. just when i thought i had steadied my feet upon the mounting revision, H3 came out of nowhere and it was a round of printing editing binding rebinding. thank you dora for the late night calls that brought so much assurance before i could bring myself to take guilty naps on notes that were strewn over my bed. but boy do i love to work like a dog i am serious i actually feel as good as a dog.

post prelims was emptiness with floating particles of fun here and there. i caught excellent/trashy movies, sleptx100, clubbed heehee and went out with people that i so dearly miss and baked hell lot! (except jm where art thou? thou cursed lips and words i miss) now, i am restored, i am rejuvenated, i am recharged and i am Ready.