today i went to the airport for lunch. and coincidentally, energy was flying in from taipei at around the time i was coincidentally at the airport. so i joined the screaming entourage of little school girls and waved my hands in the air. i also dunno for wat since i know nuts about energy.

then i met went for dinner/coffee in holland vee. oh ya stephanie sun's sister is working in my workplace now but i don't really care. don't even know any of her songs or how she looks like (stephanie sun, not her sister).

but i'm still quite excited over the fact that i saw energy. yeah baby yeah!

who the hell are they?

you know how sometimes you make a big deal out of things that weren't even worth making a big deal about in the first place? you agonize and you ponder and your mind throbs and you almost get hit by a taxi (but that's another story) to find out that in the end, your big deal was just a big misty wisp of NOTHING. then later you chide yourself and chuckle nervously before you get struck by a panic attack because once you stop thinking about what you weren't supposed to think about, you will have absolutely nothing to think about. as in your once meaningful life is turned into a meaningless, mechanical existence.

so you start making a big deal out of another issue and the whole sickening, vomit-inducing cycle gets a fresh start.

that's how my life is. i brood over things i shouldn't even be skimming on and i wail and i cry and i pound my frustrated fists against my chest. i do this for about a month before i get bored then i start anew with something else.

i've just ended a cycle and this lighthearted feeling will probably linger until tomorrow when i find something new to brood on.

man, i live by a shitty philosophy of life.

yesterday was spot-the-celebrity day. i saw jean danker in orchard and later, james lye dropped by for a drink at my workplace. he looks more handsome on the big screen than in real life. and he likes to drink lattes.

i feel so restless now but there's absolutely nothing to do and nowhere to go at 1AM in the morning.

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i know it's really boring and redundant when people list their schedule on their blogs and expect people to read them because NO ONE CARES.

tuesday - mpw test
weds - bmr test
fri - ie test & deadline for twc individual assignment

today is chap goh mei. am i supposed to throw oranges into the sea and hope that a handsome young man (with impeccable english and a sense of humour) picks it up and marries me?

haha yesterday my friend vomitted after a round of drinks and another commented that she should go to esplanade and stand beside the merlion.

that really cracked me up.

it's valentine's day today and i lao sai. is it a bad omen? IS IT??? IS IT???????

byebye meathammer. may you have a fulfilling plane ride to nz and by the time you come back to penang, you'll probably be so sick of lamb chops. don't forget to stick your jay chou poster in your room and make sure you spread the gospel of jay chou to your nz friends. penang will miss you very much.

barry manilow - mandy
frankie valli & four seasons - my eyes adored you

i'm stupidly obsessed.

school is getting more stressful. the mid-term of week 7 is the worst because that's when the profs fling project deadlines and tests in your face and you can't do anything about it but whimper in terror.

went to watch final destination 2 yesterday. i don't understand. when you evade death's evil clutches, does death get all pouty and angry and avenge you by making your death 1000000 times more grotesque and gruesome? it was a disgusting show and i missed half of it by ducking my head into my armpit.

went out with yao (again!) to bk (again!) and bitched (again!) and we befriended a bored tattooist who was only too eager to share with us his pretty pictures of tribal designs, butterflies and spiders.

i'm going to ignore valentine's day and pretend it never happened. it's stupid, it's over-commercialised and i'm a bitter, single woman.

i'm back in singapore.

i went back to school.

i went back to work.

the end.