Chequie,

I'm currently addicted to this Japanese song from Full House. Had to go to XP's blog each time I wanna hear it. Though the language is foreign and I have absolutely no source to translate it into English, I don't mind. The song is way nice.

Ooh. Went down to CDC very late. About 2pm? By the time I reached there, everybody was like, slacking!? Haha. Ammjays, Ian and Jian were playing cards and I was just lazing around on the beanbags. HOOH. Then Timoy came and joined us. YO DUDE. =)) But then Ammjays, Ian and Jian were caught, technically, by Zatan for playing cards and they each had to write 200 lines of, "I will not play cards in the volunteer lounge again." It was alot okay. So Hanna, Timoy and I helped to write. HAND PAIN. I wrote about 80+ lines. Pathetic.

Headed down to LJS to eat. JIAN HAD SUPER BIG APPETITE. OMG. He ordered two combos! And there was this irritating housefly buzzing at our place. FUCKYOUHOUSEFLY. Oops.

Slacked back at the lounge but then WeiGuo told us we have 15 mins left cos Zatan wants to close the lounge at 4.30pm. HOLYCOW. Played 'Bluff' (cards again!) discreetly and I BLUFFED Jian a lot of times! HAHA. Ian won the game btw. That skunk.

Everybody have somewhere to go after the so-called meeting. Ammjays will be going to her korkor's Christmas party (SO GOOD!!! =(( ), Soh and Jian going out, I suppose, (aww romantic), Timoy and Ian going to the Amazing Race committee's sleepover party at XiaoJun's place (WAY COOL, I WANNA SLEEPOVER PARTY TOO..) and Jerome and this girl, I donnoe go where. Hmm. I'm the only one going home.

I came to a point where I HATE being lonely. There was this aura of sadness and melancholy engulfing me and I suddenly felt so depressed. In the bus I was plagued with a lot of thoughts, thoughts of 'why's. All questions were punctuated with question marks. Millions of 'why's. I could not answer them. It was disappointing, really. I am disappointed with myself. On the way back home, I walked with my head hanging low. Kept on walking though there were mats calling me here and there. FUCKYOUALL. I think I have a mild schizophrenia coming on cos I kept feeling that everybody's eyes were on me, humiliating and looking down on me like I am a dirty whore. But cast aside that negative thinkings. I'm not having a mental illness.

Because the other half is gone. Half of my life is empty.

But then, everything should be okay by tomorrow alright? Hopefully....

Dad won't let me work anymore (after the record-breaking events of quitting job after few hours). Now I'm in the midst of wanting to groan or heave a sigh of relief. Bad thing about not working is, the number of hours spent rotting at home will obviously outnumber the number of hours I spent outside. Butttttt the good thing is, Mom promised to let me go out after the boxes on my housework checklist are all ticked, and mom and MAYBE dad will give me $$ for my expenses and other expenditures.. WOOOOOOOO. But hell, I wanna see at least a thousand bucks in my bank account each time I check my acc balance on the ATM machine, so that I can feel the exciting rush of exhilaration washing over my body before I can zap cash cash out from the machine! =)

Now time to comfort myself. At least if I didn't work I am able to spend my life freeely unlike working people who havta slave themselves under their bossy bosses and major hours of the day. HMM. But heartpain lah.

Yes that's my shorty doowap...


The smile on your face lets me know that you need me.