Alright. I’m super sleepy now. Have to keep my eye opened till 2pm when tuition starts. After which, service, then back to camp. Guess I’ll be sleeping all the way till tomorrow morning. Let’s see what my puny brain churn out in ‘standby mode’. Hmms.
Friday Vikings
Met up with Zhiyong after work. Overslept on the bus. Haven’t been sleeping right the past few days. Sleeping at 3am, waking at 6. hmms.
Headed down to J8 after that. PE, ling and ber. Too bad hoon and bud couldn’t make it. had a helluva cranky-crappy time. Contemplated the 50% off cakes. Took a darn long time to decide. Ended up with Viking’s on the Rocks. 10scoops. The one jess and I had quite a long time back. they were wondering if we could finish all 10scoops. Was thinking, if the 2 of us could finish, I don’t see why you 3 can’t beat jess. (but come to think of it, she ate like, 6-7 scoops that night. Oops.) true enough, we finished it with much delight.
Had been a crappy night. Discussions about our beloved hoon’s bday prezzies were made. Exciting ideas were suggested. Well, just have to put them in action I guess?
Talked about tampons and vibrators. And our oh-so-innocent were strangers to both of them. Tsk tsk. And ber, you don’t stick the vibrator in I think. Yups. I think it hurts? Well, let me know when you know ya? *winks*
Was a really comfy evening. Enjoyment to the max. Thanks girls.
Hong’s
Went hong’s after Vikings. Supposed to play Playstation2. but Maurice had the console but wasn’t there yet. Sat on his bed, watching him chat on MSN. It was the S-L-O-W-E-S-T chat I’ve EVER seen. Can’t blame him. Not accustomed to the keyboard yet. But still, I feel an attempt should be make to type with all 10 available fingers, instead of typing like a praying mantis- typing with index fingers ONLY.
Slept on his floor after the games. Body felt cranky after waking up the following morning.
Lazy
Decided to stay home on Saturday morning. Did some surfing, static exercises, just simply relaxing at home. Resisted the urge to sleep. cause I know I would knock out all the way, and would probably miss out the Rover’s dinner in the evening.
Watched GOAL on the comp. about this kid from Mexico, who went to LA, then to Newcastle FC to live his life as a professional soccer player. A good recommendation for those who appreciates soccer/football. Inspirational and motivating.
Dreams can be fulfilled. Be diligent, pray, and seize the opportunity whenever possible.
Dinner
Had dinner at this really cool place. Alexandra road. Really nice chill out place. Shall propose the 6ist go down there one of these days. After the girls’ examinations. Yups. Food is good, ambience is reasonably chill. Have to figure out how to drive there. But if I’m not wrong 166 and 57 gets there. yups. Any takers?
Had fish and chips. Derek and meiding had some chicken thingy. Jesper ordered some beer butt chicken which took 1 hour to prepare. The rest had ribs, and burgers.
Sitting amongst them makes me realise that time is slipping by really quickly and quietly. These guys were only 17. ALL of them except Derek. Old man. Old old man.
Mahjong
Had overnight mahjong at CA’s place. Derek, meiding, and Jonathan. Played 2 rounds. Session ended at 6am. Napped for 1 hour. Went mac’s for breakfast. CA’s treat. Ha.
Alright. Didn’t know that she’s SOO weird. Ding added 12packets of pepper to her hashbrown, and 16packs to her omelet. We were stunned. And kindly rejected her offer for a bite of her ‘spiced-up’ breakfast. Sheesh. Wonder how it tastes like. Thought weihong was bad. Think again.
Home
So here I am. It’s only 1211pm. Only 20mins passed? Gosh. What should I do? I can’t read now. I’d most probably fall asleep.
Sighs. Why haven’t I seen them hold hands before? Why haven’t I see them say ‘I love you’ to each other? Why haven’t I seen them behave like a couple before? Not in my entire life. Maybe they did. Maybe I forgot. Why are men like that? Why are men so superficial? Are we all so fucked-up?
This is home. The place I am supposed to sleep every night. The place where one would feel safe, complete and happy. Yet why am I constantly seeking comfort elsewhere? I find if so hard to honour them. So so hard.
No one person understood these crap. No one to share the pain with. No one knew. The one who knew left. Hell.
And hoon, I can’t deny it was physical attraction. But I can tell you it was more of an intellectual, emotional click. Yups.
Friday Vikings
Met up with Zhiyong after work. Overslept on the bus. Haven’t been sleeping right the past few days. Sleeping at 3am, waking at 6. hmms.
Headed down to J8 after that. PE, ling and ber. Too bad hoon and bud couldn’t make it. had a helluva cranky-crappy time. Contemplated the 50% off cakes. Took a darn long time to decide. Ended up with Viking’s on the Rocks. 10scoops. The one jess and I had quite a long time back. they were wondering if we could finish all 10scoops. Was thinking, if the 2 of us could finish, I don’t see why you 3 can’t beat jess. (but come to think of it, she ate like, 6-7 scoops that night. Oops.) true enough, we finished it with much delight.
Had been a crappy night. Discussions about our beloved hoon’s bday prezzies were made. Exciting ideas were suggested. Well, just have to put them in action I guess?
Talked about tampons and vibrators. And our oh-so-innocent were strangers to both of them. Tsk tsk. And ber, you don’t stick the vibrator in I think. Yups. I think it hurts? Well, let me know when you know ya? *winks*
Was a really comfy evening. Enjoyment to the max. Thanks girls.
Hong’s
Went hong’s after Vikings. Supposed to play Playstation2. but Maurice had the console but wasn’t there yet. Sat on his bed, watching him chat on MSN. It was the S-L-O-W-E-S-T chat I’ve EVER seen. Can’t blame him. Not accustomed to the keyboard yet. But still, I feel an attempt should be make to type with all 10 available fingers, instead of typing like a praying mantis- typing with index fingers ONLY.
Slept on his floor after the games. Body felt cranky after waking up the following morning.
Lazy
Decided to stay home on Saturday morning. Did some surfing, static exercises, just simply relaxing at home. Resisted the urge to sleep. cause I know I would knock out all the way, and would probably miss out the Rover’s dinner in the evening.
Watched GOAL on the comp. about this kid from Mexico, who went to LA, then to Newcastle FC to live his life as a professional soccer player. A good recommendation for those who appreciates soccer/football. Inspirational and motivating.
Dreams can be fulfilled. Be diligent, pray, and seize the opportunity whenever possible.
Dinner
Had dinner at this really cool place. Alexandra road. Really nice chill out place. Shall propose the 6ist go down there one of these days. After the girls’ examinations. Yups. Food is good, ambience is reasonably chill. Have to figure out how to drive there. But if I’m not wrong 166 and 57 gets there. yups. Any takers?
Had fish and chips. Derek and meiding had some chicken thingy. Jesper ordered some beer butt chicken which took 1 hour to prepare. The rest had ribs, and burgers.
Sitting amongst them makes me realise that time is slipping by really quickly and quietly. These guys were only 17. ALL of them except Derek. Old man. Old old man.
Mahjong
Had overnight mahjong at CA’s place. Derek, meiding, and Jonathan. Played 2 rounds. Session ended at 6am. Napped for 1 hour. Went mac’s for breakfast. CA’s treat. Ha.
Alright. Didn’t know that she’s SOO weird. Ding added 12packets of pepper to her hashbrown, and 16packs to her omelet. We were stunned. And kindly rejected her offer for a bite of her ‘spiced-up’ breakfast. Sheesh. Wonder how it tastes like. Thought weihong was bad. Think again.
Home
So here I am. It’s only 1211pm. Only 20mins passed? Gosh. What should I do? I can’t read now. I’d most probably fall asleep.
Sighs. Why haven’t I seen them hold hands before? Why haven’t I see them say ‘I love you’ to each other? Why haven’t I seen them behave like a couple before? Not in my entire life. Maybe they did. Maybe I forgot. Why are men like that? Why are men so superficial? Are we all so fucked-up?
This is home. The place I am supposed to sleep every night. The place where one would feel safe, complete and happy. Yet why am I constantly seeking comfort elsewhere? I find if so hard to honour them. So so hard.
No one person understood these crap. No one to share the pain with. No one knew. The one who knew left. Hell.
And hoon, I can’t deny it was physical attraction. But I can tell you it was more of an intellectual, emotional click. Yups.
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TOO MUCH!
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