Firstly, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE! May you guys stay healthy, happy, merry, and gay everyday! As much as I was dreading for the day when the Zodiac of Rat rules the world once again and snatches the spotlight away from other animals, I actually find myself enjoying the new year. I've finally recovered from two weeks of incessant coughing and yes, new year goodies. The five boxes of pineapple tarts and barbequed pork lying on the table were just too tempting for me to be able to put up with much resistance. Ahh, this reminded me of a reality show called Temptation Island - shown on television years ago. Gosh, this is all getting so random. Okay and back to the subject of lunar new year. It is a sad year indeed cos' the shophouse my maternal grandad once owned, which held all my childhood memories was sold away. That was where weekly gatherings were held every week for the huge family every sunday, the place where bro together with the cousins and I used to hang out for soccer matches or catching sessions at playgrounds, the place where the aunts will cook dinner (fyi, all hakka dishes) and the aroma was simply intoxicating, the place with fabulous wanton noodles from the hawker centre opposite the shop, the place where there were lion dances every year and I'll try to touch their butts everytime despite being scared and not knowing that it was sinful to do so then, the place which led us to our favourite 7-11 store every week before we hit for home, the 7-11 store where we would steal gummy bears and coca cola candies for 'sampling', those times when we would occupy the backyard of the shophouse and play the dog 'n' bone game, when someone fell while playing and went home crying... I hate goodbyes. =(

On a lighter note, I've finally met up with the primary school friends on the third day of new year. Friends whom I haven't seen for almost a decade. And luckily the turnout wasn't that bad, I'm so glad that all those sms-es were well worth the extra expense.

Note: The guy in black is 2metres tall [GIANT], it's not that the rest of them are short.

After the dinner at Fish & Co, we went to Indochine to have some drinks. I ordered a flaming lamborghini and thank you Aayush for pointing out to me that my straw had melted. I guess it would've stayed in my stomach for the rest of my life if I downed the drink, seeing that plastic is a non-biodegradable material. But anyway, thank you to each and every one of you 6D-ians who managed to make your presence felt for this gathering regardless of how late some of you were. I really appreciate the efforts made. It was a wonderful night.

The next few days of the new year were purely getting more red packets, working, gambling and losing, and and I managed to catch The Kite Runner before the slots for the movie ended. It made me hate the Talibans more than ever what with some of their ridiculous sexist rules and regulations. Yeah, show up on my doorsteps and shoot me if you can. Anyway, I realise that I've been spending lots of money on friends' 21st birthdays, you guys know what to do when I turn 21 at the end of the year right? =D The secondary school friends and I were celebrating Desmond's 21st birthday at Northvale Condo last Saturday and it was crazy. There was a video reminiscing about our past or rather Desmond's secondary school days and it was pretty funny especially the video on Valentine's Day, taken years ago. And after dinner, there was a phototaking session (I wonder if I'll ever get the photos) followed by a secret plan to throw all the February babies into the water. I was plotting with the others about tossing Qi into the water since I haven't had my revenge back in Thailand. But after hurling her in, she pulled me together with her. You're so cruel Qi, but regardless of that, you're still my BFF!

The day after which was yesterday, I met up with the trio for a visit to the Zoo finally. And, pictures speak more than a thousand words.

Let's LOU HEI, for the new year and beyond!

The 6 white little fluffy thingies at the left side of this picture are the dead rats for the King Cobra. =(

"I feel so lonely."

"Let's share the love, mate!"

Impressive road march. I'm wondering how many clicks they've already covered..

And lastly, our goodbyes to Ah Meng. The tomb is located beside the Garden with a View, a very peaceful spot to place her in. All in all, it was a very tiring day as we combed every exhibit of the Zoo with our legs. We were eating like hungry ghosts during dinner and boy was the seafood yummy and cheap! Anyway, one thing the trio has in common is that they really love making fun of me. One good example: they told me to get on a particular bus back to the train station, knowing that I have no idea what the bus number was cos' I was too engrossed playing with the digi cam. Then one-by-one they slowly backed away until I was the only one left with the crowded queue and they only told me that it wasn't our bus when I was about to board it. -_- How evil. But it's alright, I still love you guys despite the little flaw three of you possess. SO please face four walls and start repenting now! =P

A sudden change of mood but I'm pretty saddened by the fact that I haven't accomplished much in my life.
i never knew roses smell so lovely





I'm steadily losing the weight that I've put on the past few weeks. I got tired after watching the television for 2 hours. I got tired when I merely watched a one and a half hour movie. I got tired while eating. I got extremely tired after spending 5 hours in the friend's house doing absolutely nothing except playing online daidee. It feels like my body is ready to snap into two, or shatter into pieces, anytime now. Frail, and freaking fragile.

The night was tormenting. I was coughing so badly, the stomach and chest hurt. It's tiring. I didn't mean to disturb the parents but I couldn't endure the pain any longer. And the parents somehow are aware that if I look for them in the middle of the night, I'm totally at my wit's end. Dad gave up his luxurious queen sized bed and his position beside the mother for my single bed. Although he was nagging while applying medicated oil for me, his words sounded like the sweetest pieces of advice. And mama did her part by patting me to sleep, a touch so gentle it would seem like she was cradling a baby =P, but I'm sure she didn't get a moment's peace from all the racket I was creating. Couldn't sleep that night, was in agony. The morning saw dad accompanying me to the doc's, and I didn't have a single ounce of energy left to debate with him over some of his ludicrous comments. Simply 'nod nod' all the way to the clinic. And I realise each time I visit the doc, the tablets progressively increase in length. The largest antibiotic I ever attempt to take, now measures exactly 2cm. Quite a challenge to swallow. Kor kor isn't all that bad too. Somewhere last week while I was trying to cook my maggi noodles for lunch, he offered to cook them for me. Although the end product was super hard noodles, but I still appreciate it bro, and also for washing the dishes and all (you can rarely see him doing that at home). I feel so blessed. But gosh, it's two visits to the doctor's in 2 weeks. $_$

This bittersweet song playing right now, Konayuki, is one of the soundtracks from '1 Litre of Tears' (kudos to Weiming), the most melancholic japanese series I've ever watched. It attempted to drain all the tears I have in my tear glands. But somehow this show taught me something - being sick isn't unlucky, but simply an inconvenience. On the way to recovery, I hope.
thanks for always being there for me (:





It's so disconcerting. I had a fever last weekend without a cough, only a really bad throat - maybe the fever was due to some viral infection. Ironically, when the fever went down, the cough began. Trying to surpress the cough is like placing a huge concrete block over your body and getting someone to break it into two with an axe without saying 'ouch' or wincing in pain. It has been tiring, always finally falling asleep at night only to be jolted awake by the cough. I really want it to go away so I can drink my chocolate and resume my weekly jogs again. Aye. I guess I'm gonna make that happen by getting plenty of rest! Shall digress.

I spent about an hour in Kinokuniya last week and discovered some really cute books with illustrations that I wanna own, mostly by Tim Burton. But they're pricey. -squints- Oh talking about Tim Burton, a new movie, Sweeney Todd was recently released and the graphics and everything look kinda cool, putting aside the blood, gore and all. But who cares about the gruesome scenes if it's Johnny Depp doing the acting? Anyway I'm turning 21 this year.. I reckon a little M18 movie wouldn't hurt, would it? Hi to nightmares before Lunar New Year.
and it again all comes down to who's by your side