i think my feet is gonna protest and fall off.
i just spent the entire day running/swimming. haha, interesting. kudos to strat mark on monday. its screwing me over and over. i swear exams are the biggest guilt trippers ever.
so i woke at 1. after debating last night whether i should stay up to study after i got off the phone with rod at 3ish, i ended up debating it over in lalaland. not the coolest way to decide on something. but still.
i lugged my lazy ass up, checked my phone and realised bry called me like 50billion times. i felt bad. but at the very least, i didnt pick up and yell my brains out for calling so early, like what rod gets every morning even though i told him to do so. hur hur. i feel loved. the patience ive been endowed with. its a luxury i shouldnt take for granted.
so, i tried to study. but it was finally hot! i mean, ive been staring at gloomy clouds/rain for the past alot of days. and sun means you have to be in a pool, or something like that. so i couldnt resist. and i sat on the deck chair, half tanning, half flipping through my notes. till the sun cooled off and swam for an hour.
and since mom wanted me home for dinner, i made sure i got my ass back at 6. which was stupid. she whipped up a storm tonight. fishhead curry, everything. good stuff. but no one showed up. quite upsetting. and i felt so restricted. like, i told jun i had dinner at home and everyone was gonna be home so we couldnt do dinner, but no one showed up. but i felt bad for mom. pop was still counselling some screaming woman and her timid husband, gracie was who knows where and henry, i dont know man. so poor mom. but i decided that since i was gonna go for a run, i cant pour fishhead curry down my throat. i might die.
i managed to sneak out of the house while mom banged pots and pans lamenting about the absence of food tasters. no one to appreciate the effort. and ran down to river valley. it was quite a good run. and i took shorter than expected. guess its mostly psychological. you'd think river valleys further than running the usual route tho the usual route that bry usually takes, id reckon, is twice the distance.
i screamed at the people working at spize, for taking a zillion years to get me water. i was dying of thirst and they made me wait like 20mins for it. so i trooped into the kitchen and made a hell load of noise. hurhur. had tomyam seafood, which was stupid coz it burned my stomach through. then we walked down to robertson quay and decided to hang ard since rod had to get to butter at 11. and heyhey, i never knew robertson walk was THAT interesting. haha. there were so many good restaurants there packed back to back. and it felt so unsingapore-ish just by being there. was refreshing. nice like that.
we settled at some bar called the chamber. tim and gang visited for a bit and retreated back to their corner. i meant..cornerstone. hah. hz and i shared a bucket of 6. and i boldly announced that tomyam and beer are not friends at all, and never will be. we talked about random stuff. eeky poor yoke out with disgusting fish guts and dead chicken stories.
walked ard, (again, i know) hunting for some atm. i was comfortable, but felt uber eeky. and having my ezlink and atm card shoved in my bra wasnt the brightest idea either. i probably had to stoop down to hide while i reached in to grab my card out. haha.
bry needed supper, and since he was in his semi depressed mode. he needed love. i cant ditch sexy for too long. hes always there when i need comfort food and love. no matter how much he hates it sometimes. my comfort food that is. haha. so i walked, again, down to chang jiang at chinatown from robertson walk.
supper was good. apart from the fact that i literally launched a cup of hot tea in the air, and ended up scorching my poor sonyericsson with it, our latenight conversations are always sweet. its like coffee in the morning, refreshing, wakes you up, slaps you back to reality. i likee.
we took a long walk again, back home. bry walked me down to mt faber and uturned back home. i had my googoodolls plugged into my ears to accompany me. and walks alone always gives you ample time to reflect. i walked by some semidrunk chubby guy shouting out to me saying, hey. ure up training hard late aye! good good, carry on! i smiled and said,"everyone could use nights like these!"haha, hope his alcohol induced brain didnt catch that. hur.
quite some day. i cant wait for the scc 7s tmr. i wanna see the nz hakka up live. haha, sweet. hope eldon doesnt forget my lurcher hat. hehe. to rugby and beer!
oh my ass.
i am such a bitch. im so selfish, im beginning to love myself for it. haha.
im stuck in the library, trying to study. and its cool coz everyones trying to get at it too. misery loves company type thing. so anyway, i figured since ive been hogging this book for 2 weeks, why not another. till ms brilliant decides to borrow another copy. you know how libraries have like a 100 copies of the same thing. so yay.. ive just checked. ive got like 3 reservations on the book ive been hogging. its been way overdue. SIM charges 50cents per day. but what the heck. id take it as rental. hur hur. im evil, i know.
so i trooped into the library, all innocent, with zero evil intentions. till i saw the same book come in fresh in the book drop. i obviously HAVE to take it. why waste my "rental" charges when i can get it waivered. oh yay! hail gloria! you're a freaking genius. and a damn selfish one too. hah!
Girl, I'm in love with you
But this ain't the honeymoon
We've passed the infatuation phase
We're right in the thick of love
At times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue every day
I know I misbehaved
And you made your mistakes
And we've both still got room left to grow
And though love sometimes hurts
I still put you first
And we'll make this thing work
But I think we should take it slow
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow
Take it slow, oh oh, this time we'll take it slow
Take it slow, oh oh, this time we'll take it slow
This ain't a movie, no
No fairytale conclusion y'all
It gets more confusing every day
Sometimes it's Heaven sent
Then we head back to Hell again
We kiss, then we make up on the way
I hang up, you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel like just walking away
As our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a fantasy
I still want you to stay
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow
Take it slow, oh oh, this time we'll take it slow
Take it slow, oh oh, this time we'll take it slow
Take it slow
Maybe we'll live and learn
Maybe we'll crash and burn
Maybe you'll stay
Maybe you''ll leave
Maybe you'll return
Maybe another fight
Maybe we won't survive
Maybe we'll grow
We'll never know
Baby, you and I
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow, hey
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow
Take it slow, oh oh, this time we'll take it slow
Take it slow, oh oh, this time we'll take it slow
Take it slow
YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!south af won england losttttt!!!
haha, i still cant decide between which makes me happier. whatever it is, too bad for england. YAYYY!
bapok and dan came over for the match last night. they bought a load of chips and stuff. was good. minus the part where baps fell asleep on the 24th min and woke to catch like the last 10. stupid bugger. haha. fun nevertheless. and yay again! south af won! :):)
ive been eating so much of this shit. its not funny. this yeast jap bread thing is getting to me. maybe the japs are so freaking ingenius they make innocently looking food absolutely addictive. urgh. i so need to gym. gorging my face on this for the past few hours aint gonna do wonders. they aint gonna help me pass my exams. but screw it, coz south af wonnnnnn. hahahaa.
ive been watching so much of the L word. i think i havent stopped talking about it ever since. and sara shahi is so f'ing hot. she makes every straight girl wanna turn unstraight. hurhur. i so need to stop watching. haha. 
once again, YAY SOUTH AF! :) you made the entire world (minus england) happy :)
and so im up. its almost 9am, and im up watching the L word. or should i say, ive been up "attempting to study". is that supposed to make me feel better? to ease my guilty student soul? darn it. i should so get things done. one hell of a procrastinator ive become.
i was watching MTV made the other night. and it struck me. this uber fat ass lazy whiney bummer who quits everytime she meets a booboo. like everything she has ever done, she leaves everytime the going gets tough. so she decided that she'll get made into a boxer. and the story goes, the whining continues but obviously she conquers all odds.. blah blah.. the usual if not there wouldnt be an episode to screen. dan heng, mr producer, commented how mtv would definitely choose the whiniest of the lot. it makes a whole load of crap sense. why pick someone who wouldnt make the audience go eek. its funny watching someone like that.
gah, im rambling.
anyway, whatever i was trying to get at, it seems like im a tad like that too. i see myself in her. not the fat ass lazy whiner bit, but more of a quitter. i was telling jun that i do so much, but im not good at anything that i do. im such a jack of all trades, master of none. and its upsetting. why cant i stick to something for long. it seems like that trait of mine triumphs every aspect of my life. in relationships even. things with ben. i cant stick it out for so long! why? who knows, really. maybe im just not cut out for it. and he deserves someone better. urgh, its such a killer.
my legs are ugly. plagued with rashes. yesterday during training, i managed a last min split and scored the try. and now my legs are paying the price. its disgusting. and i have no idea how long this love/hate relationship between my skin and mud is gonna last. save me somebody.
i so cant wait for the exams to be over. God, please make me panic more. i need to feel the pressure soon!
tea with jun just nowwas interesting. i like talking to people older. he gave me a Sunand vibe. people who are more settled than i am. who seem to know full well of what they want out of life. i dont. i hardly have a clue. i like too many things, but nothing can retain my interest for long. gah. its stupid. he's prepping me all up for mediacorp. man, its gonna be interesting. it makes me smile everytime i think of what lies ahead. haha. like how im completely stoked about manila. its gonna be awesome fun. im hoping ra doesnt secretly poison us and abandon us at some tiny cannibalistic village. hur hur. bapok and i are so armed with evacuation plans. haha, i cant wait!
i'm letting my stalker instincts get the better of me. i just spent the whole afternoon googling. it started off with dive equipment to manila and now to 2am's comments. i wanted to dig for whatever people said about the bar. haha. and to think, i served like 3 food bloggers yesterday. hur hur, you guys cant flee. im just hoping i dont chance upon like, ooh..that waitress dripped meatball sauce on me. or i saw that waitress picking on my food! or..that waitress had damn big boobs, her buttons were popping. hahahaha. but, but...it would be interesting nevertheless.
my days have been so packed. ive been so tired lately.
i slept the entire saturday away. apart from dropping by at hongzhens at eleven, it was pretty much alone time with me and bed. i ended up watching the skeleton key, well we all did. shop girl and memoirs of a geisha. haha. while the rest snoozed away, i finished up the other 2 along with rod's symphonies of snoring. not cool. and least to say, the england vs france match was so not worth watching. i so wanted france to win. englands boring. and well, no one likes england to begin with. not me at least! so it wasnt so much of go france! more like, boo england, die die die! haha.
ive been having alot of alone time. its good. though i havent quite hung out with a huge group of friends for way too long. havent stepped into town for even longer. i quite like it, though a part of me misses it a whole lot too. bapok called last night sounding really depressed about life and all. and its getting to me. i need things to get back to what it used to. things seem to be falling a tad out of control. and i hate not being in control. ive grown so nonchalant towards the people around me. them and their feelings. ive grown cold and numb. nothing seems to bother me much anymore.
sometimes, id look back and wished that life was simpler. like, we dont need as much trials and tribulations. like what ive said before, maybe kids in india are happier. joyful. real joy. they dont have to bother about school, about social life. about having more. about voting for the next president, or whether your internet connection screws up on you. you dont have to bother about whether you can get there on time, or whether you'll have a car or whether your place looks nice enough for people to come visit. they seem to have so much more, yet so much lesser. i need to find contentment and fulfilment in the things i do. and worry about nothing more than just, i dont know. menopause. or something like that.
ive been doing so much lately. people have been finding much difficulty in asking me out. id be too occupied with frisbee, with rugby, with windsurfing or helping out at jans. or just being with old friends. yesterday was fun. chijazz 2007 didnt disappoint one bit. it was too good. and im in love. in love with this beatbox accapella band from germany. they were way awesome. so good that i bought both their cds on the spot. but their cds cannot do justice to how superb they sounded. i so wanna hear them live again. ahhh.. its just tooooooo gooood.... stouxingers. my new lovee. and yes, of course, that sweet dude that totally captivated me. gegorio D'clouet hernandez. his name alone can send anyone filling up a reservoir full of drool. hur hur. i lovee. guys that sing and carry themselves well immediately shoots up to a 2000point headstart on the gloriaguy rating scale. haha.
they really got everyone up and groovin to their beats. it was awesome. reminded me of large opened concerts when i was in europe. the picnic cum booze galore cum groovin cum good beats. ahh, it was worth every minute of my precious time just being there.
but zap zap, back to reality..
i really need to get down to studying. i should start going on study dates. it'll get my engine running. urgh, so much to do, so little will. buck up glor, buck up.
ive got a paper coming up in a week. and ive barely started on it. not to say, finance, which is less than a month away. i cannot possibly squish a sems load within 3 weeks of crash course. maybe i could, if i get help. but thats if i do find someone who's willing to teach. im quite brainless when it comes to finance. that person will have to deal very much with my bimbotism towards finance. like what the hell do shares do. things like that. hah!
if those nerds doing their masters can do that uber quick crash course type thing in what, 2 weeks? im sure i can too. but then again, maybe thats why theyre doing their masters and i'm just barely trying to clear my mods. boo. the inequality of brain power. i need to eat more brains. hahahaha, im such a retard.
