Mundane Nothings

Christmas was good. Turkey, two of them, salad, cupcakes, fruit tarts, rendang and somewhere in between there was a spread of nasi lemak and mash potatoes, ice-creams and a whole lot more of unrecognisable dishes. Good company, good dose of annual bitching, good laughs, good night. I think this was taken like sometime close to midnight, coz I forgot to take pictures that evening. I was too engrossed soaking up the overwhelming festive atmosphere as well as harping on how small singapore is! Everyone knows someone we'd know and thats where the shameful impulse of wanting to dig up dirt springs out. The people, there were more, but they were camera shy. Like me! Ok no, I Just wanted all the limelight to myself so sharing of pictures wasn't really my thing. Candid shot always works best. :) Thats me! I told you I was having fun. I felt so at home that day, I wanted to go take a bath. Yea, my sister was already spacing out. I don't blame her, anyone would to after having to sit...

It feels great. This whole idea of giving and stuff. I've wrapped all the presents for the household and THAT feels good as well. Im immensely satisfied with myself. Haha . Oh yes, the crowd seems more menacing when it inches toward the end of the year. Results are coming out soon. Thats a realm I shan't trod on now. Let me bask in this exhilarating feeling of greatness. Merry Christmas to all and a very Happy New Year. Muaacckksss!

Pre-Christmas Binge it was. I'm satiated. I ate like theres no tomorrow, howled in utter delight like the happiest canine on earth and jumped like I could reach the stars. Yeah, That almost cost me my dignity but what the hell, I'll do it all over again if I have to. Claryce is right, she has been most of the time la, but this one is on target, we do have the greatest of friends. I love you and you love me and they love us and we love them, woah, theres just so much love in the air. Its overwhelmingly pretty. I love Christmas. Its really not all about searching, spending and giving. If you look beyond all that tangible aspects of Christmas, you'd see that big bouncy love ball all stuffed with dollops of wholesome joy. This ball, when set free, will roll right into you and engulf you with shots of feel-good jolts. The season of giving is galvanised by the constant need to want to set that ball free. After last night, my ball just got bigger. The story of the evening. Santa...

Sticky, clumpy, unorganised, wet, limp, mushy. I need a reload. If only its as easy as shooting outside the screen. RELOAD. Bahrg ! Theres no screen to even begin with. I've been vegetating in my living room. It was initially refreshing, but now, it has come to the point of staleness. I need change. So, i'm contemplating hacking off my hair. Then it occurred to me, changes are made so people could take notice of it. My god. Oh you have changed. Cool cool. They noticed. Its all about them, the others. Seriously. Is that all there is to it? Fuck it. I'm chopping off some hair nonetheless. Utter incoherence. Now, thats refreshing.

It rained today. The clouds were dark, frowning at us with unjustified angst. They grunt ferociously if I as much as attempt to curse at them. This is becoming a habit. They misbehave whenever I get all excited about a well-planned trip to the Zoo. Twerps. My Zoo trips have been Jinxed. Its the second time, i had had to friggen give it a pass. Today was worse. I was all dressed up and my bags were actually packed. All timely despite the fact that I only managed to sleep at 4am, heh, after yapping with Claryce over the phone, giggling and talking about Barney, Ernie, Bert and Spongebob. I was ready to leave home when the first roar of thunder became audible. Next, my dad appeared to have joined forces with the darkside and told me it was raining at Mandai, coz his friend said so. I didn't doubt him. SO, the 2nd try to Zoo-trip got called off. The thing is, I am greatly motivated by the lure of the forbidden fruit. *winks* We will be at the zoo, sooner or later. You can't stop us...

Blearghhhh. Urghhhhshheeeeeesshh. Yeah. The funny sounds made while blood is drained off. The half-fucked pain that leaves me gasping for air. Reapers. My monthly woes. Lets trod on happy stuff shall we? Exams are over! Muahahahha! It should have ended earlier. Bugger me had to go take a module that ends way too late and unlike Adeline, I don't fancy singlety dudes. SO, no gain whatsoever. Bleagh. It was plain menial labour. But thats over now. My dads back home, and I, yes I, couldn't be more happier. Don't ask. I went to Orchard, sounds weird. I went to go see what the big fuss with the whole Christmas Light up was about. I was all hyped up and excited like I was when I was still snorting out strawberries and wearing size 3 mary janes. I even rehearsed my smiles and organised my poses. Yes! Imagine my disappointment when all I got were meshes of wire with tiny lighted bulbs, cute cherubs in dark gloomy corners, a lighted harp with no christmassy tune oozing out of it and ...