ah, finally, natural light as i type. its a sunday noon, hello, hello.

top of agenda, diana the woman in my life. hey yooooo, when council aint wreckin yer schedule so much and you have time to chill and bum, gimme a call okay. i wanna talk to you very very mucho. i miss you -sigh, alot and i need to hear you say, "really not funny hor" again. you know, when you miss someone, you miss the whole package. say hi to yer dad and mum and brothers allright. havent seen them in eons too. very soon i shall cab down to swettenham and pay you a surprise visit. ooh, exciting. allright, am waiting fer you to be free fer me. love, me. (:

life, is trying. even as i type now, on a windless and humid sunday noon, my back aches and my face burns. and ive got tons of schoolwork to complete, things to fear for, and all the trivial yet to-do items. i always used to disregard exhaustion as purely mental and dismiss fatigue as an excuse to lie in bed, rest on desks, stare into space and just, cease in action. now its taken a toll and try as i might, i cannot ignore it, because the stress is just ravaging my whole week, and its insane. theres competition and theres common test. and theres no time to perform fer both. what the hell lah, seriously.

i said to him that i was sick of school, and i think his reply was honestly brilliant. im not sick of school, you cant be sick of sth you've never liked. i guess, its getting to everyone, yeah.

on a lighter note, dramafeste masquerade was good stuff (: i liked saturday best, not because its an arts production but cos it was clearly the most powerful. and hadri calamaria was totally hilarious i nearly died watching him/her. ah, playing mind games, is we ? & deservingly he got best actor, lovely. (: oh and the fruits and vegetables cult was seriously, a unique performance. but banana split was not bad. but he kept on laughing and laughing lah, terrible. anyhow, it was a good night, sceneful. (:

okay i have alot of nonsense to complete and i shall hurry before night steals the show.

buy me a day to make my week, complete, & i dont wanna miss a thing.

WHAT IN THE WORLD. I JUST SPENT HALF AN HOUR BLOGGING AND IT ATE MY POST. OH MY GOSH SOMEONE DO STH, AM SO ANNOYED. AND WILL THE STUPID EMOTICONS STOP SMILING AT ME, THIS ISNT FUNNY.

ƒly gryphoncanoeist. (( allright stop, pyjama time )) says:
should i blog, glenda ?

djg / you had me at hello says:
oh yes

& so, here i am. on the third day of chinese new year. typing with difficulty since balls dont have fingers and im currently a huge ball of wobbly lard. tsk tsk. this vile sense of giving is everywhere. as guests we are given tarts, as hosts we give tarts. as weaklings we give in to the gold tins and live to eat, carpe diem. but ive got someone whos willing to grow fat with me, so thats good (:

how has yer new year been, beings ?
the festival is sapping me of life. i say, i dont sleep till the wee hours, and wake so early to hold oranges and say gong xi gong xi. all food and no sleep makes a fatty. tsk tsk. but besides that, besides the lack of rest and surfeit of eating,ive been having a pretty rockin' time. no one can lose his/her temper, and everyones so jolly & cute. mighty impressive. its so, heartwarming when i think back on last new year. and i realise a year has passed, and everything thats happened has happened for the best, ultimately.

every year, when we all gather round the family table to toss the yusheng, relatives will call out well-wishes, shouting across the table familiarities like, good health, happiness, good character, prosperity, fortune, good results and good relationships etc. messy yes, but in totality the meaning is brought across, and everyone feels this sense of oneness. this, new year bliss. i dont think i'll have it any other way. when my dad handed me my red packet, he told me, "be back earlier okay ?" i guess i will really have to work on spending more time with my family. i will try, okay.

hokay, this is fer now. more the next time round.
enjoy yerselves red heads. (:

recently ive been, hopelessly reaching, out fer this red/dark red crumpler. i am in a failed stupor of saving. why dont i have cash, this is like, the bermuda triangle. or is it the pascal triangle. or is it the yanghui triangle. okay all equally perturbing. hmmm. im so broke its tragic. i need to you know, draw money. considering my artistic talents one million wont be a biggie. i bet i can perfect those wrinkles on the faces of dead presidents. havent been here in quite a while. so while im at it id better write more, in greater detail, like, frost. clearly school works taken its toll on me. gatt gatt gatt. STOP IT. okay.

lemmesee. everythings been pretty normal. school, canoe, friends, canoe, canoe. 'sides that i would like to add that the transition from january to february is a terrible period. this is fer the loves of my life. you, fer yer strong nature and admirable grit, and you, fer yer pent-up frustrations and barriers to tears in the open. and then theres you, fer loving a boy so much you accept lesser treatment and forgive stale conversations. on a separate but not so unrelated altogether note, you two have my blessings. you both adore each other so much its heart-warming just watching you two blossom. here is to the knight's tale. (: maybe, february will be better. it is, supposed to be the month fer romance innit. stay this way, behave yerselves, months.

its official, im missing you diana ngiam. and you, lim zhiying. and you, partna, and you and you and you, twin, va, and just, you. where in the world have you all been hiding. msn fails me at the most needy times. was having a painfully short convo with sam a few days ago and the damn connection broke. got poofed, just like that. wth right. i should sue, miss ann. oh no am talking nonsense must be the crumbled mind. apple crumble. brain is detached from the hypothalamus. or is it cerebellum. firstly i am hugely bushed. secondly i am aching from weights, aggravated cos classmate aka kevin slapped me several (note, not purely once) times on strained areas. thirdly, case study remains untouched. (i have good reason not to do it cos sophia has my notes. i kindly lent them to her) fourthly, brain has already registered the need to wake at six tmr. cross training. fifthly, (ee looks like filthy) i think i am hungry.

my house is suddenly very crowded. its so scary that my parents return with so many bags of goods every single day. must be that chinese new year is coming. my fridge is grossly packed with all the useless things that can only be consumed after cooking/baking/microwavin g. my fruits basket has been replenished with tarts, nuts, crackers, candies and chocolates. opulence i say. and yeo's is happily ensconced in the company of tiger and guinness. so messy i cant stand it. what happened to my secret fruit storing area in the freezer. its now stuffed with cashews, like wth lah. instead of cornflakes, container is now filled with peanuts. am losing my stake in the house. this is cannot.

i want love letters.