It's the last weekend of the year in Singapore, at least for me. It doesn't really matter if I haven't spent Christmas here for the last 2 years, and this'll make it a 3peat. I know I'll be spending time with someone I love : )


























Yes. That's you, Teck.





















Now now now! Don't get all excited on me!

















: )

















I did make a promise that I would, and I am. I'm so glad that I'll be flying half a globe away, finally going away for a while. It'll be nice to be around somewhere else, talking to different people (I try to do that. It's nice to know what it's like in minds other than the one in your own head.) I don't care if everywhere's going to be closed on Christmas and Boxing days. It'll be nice to see someone you've missed, after so many months : ) Besides, there's always more alcohol at the airport! ha ha ha ha ha ha !



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I never believed starting out with a bang, it's only going to dissipate later on, much like a fashion furor where all that ebullience stays bouyant only to sink slowly into oblivion.

It's going, compared to many other worser things, relatively smooth. Yet...

As you start to realise with greater attention every single morning when you wake up, that the love inside sinks deeper, your insides just goes into berserk mode. Every single thing starts coming to your attention. Your nonchalant self faces a totally opposite character you've had rarely come to face. The lack of a simple handphone message, even a very simple good night, seems more clinical than the machine itself.

But I suppose I've gained an epiphany tonight. Even when it stinks not to have some private moments with the one you love, when there're people around to annoy, noise to irritate, but I guess absence does make the heart grow fonder.

If only my nonchalant self returns : ) guess it will. I'm using "guess" one time too many these days.






I love you, baby. Nothing's changing that

My baby just flew off to Brunei and I miss her !!! =( 23 days !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Twenty three !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How sia !!! How !!!! You tell me how !!!

It's just ridiculously unfair when the troubles of school's finally over, everything else seems to set in in place of the exams.



I can't explain the unhappiness within.




Seems like imbibing heaps of beer and ciggies could help.

Amazing how the year just flew past like that? It's been a year since the O, R and D.



And it's also amazing that I've completely forgotten what I wanted to blog about today, besides the above. Well, when I remember, I'll get back to it.

Sometimes, you'd wish it was finally over and it is. The exams, I mean. and big whoopie dooo. It is! But somehow you just don't feel it, like you'd want to spend time with your baby alone and it just doesn't happen throughout the entire day. It's just a silly matter, and I guess I'm just upset I can't fully enjoy one entire day after the exams with my baby NOT studying in school or anywhere else but just chilling without a care for anything else. Just a day. Sigh. Ah well : )