The other day, I was given the opportunity of dining with a millionaire and two of his friends. Amidst bellows of smoke from our sheesha (one each! I got so high I got sick haha) and good food, and of which the contrast can be said for the service given, I heard some stories which really made my eye pop.

One of the gems :-

“You mean you bought your wife another Rolex watch?”

“Yeah.”

“But didn’t you just bought her a Cartier watch not long ago?”

“Oh. She threw that away.”

“WHY?”

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A million thanks BestManFriend for coming over to McDonalds in the wee hours of the morning to aid me in doing my work stuff, even though you’ve had a long day and was already a nursing a headache. Also, thanks for tolerating my nOob-iness in handling Photoshop :) You’re gold!

The other day aboard the bus to Harbour Front on our way to Sentosa, as Haikal and I were spotting soccer balls on rooftops and talking a whole lot of crap, a middle aged chinese man entered the bus and took his place next to us.

His mannerism and facial features suggested that he was a person with a lower IQ then the average man, so we let him be as he toyed with his pack of cigarettes and his lighter - flick, flick, flick.

Next thing we knew, he had a lighted stick in his mouth and the strong smell of Sampoerna Menthol filled up the top cabin and the fumes began to engulf us, seated just a meter away from him in the air-conditioned double decker bus.

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Wow, it’s been more then a week since I last blogged isn’t it? Kekeke… It takes so much time and energy to turn on my computer after long days out that I really just can’t be bothered to edit pictures or write anything. Weirdly though, I’ve been penning my thoughts using ye ol’ pen and paper, which takes much less of a hassle (but at the sacrifice of aesthetics, seeing how fugly my handwriting is) kekeke.

Ah well, since I’m quite sick of editing pictures for work and am rather pleased with the pictures the boyfriend and I took with the Lomo Fisheye during our trip to Sentosa yesterday, I shall squeeze in some time to blog about the fantastic day out we had, albeit it being a short one :)

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Weirdly, at a point of time where so many things, so many ups and downs and full circles, have been happening to me, one would expect that I have so many things to jot down. But lately, I have been pretty wary of the things I write, up to a point of paranoia maybe.

Long regurgitations from the pit of my emotions find themselves in the Recycle Bin instead of being a literary food up for public consumption, and the thought of unwanted eyes reading the little tiny personal bits of my life makes me feel so claustrophobic. Ironically, the very essence of freedom that the Internet has bestowed upon me has clamped my very ability to pour forth what I keep inside.

Blogging is different now. Being so free the entire day, I had read through my entries from my previous blogs, and how I envy the way that girl wrote! 4 years ago, I was letting out whatever I needed to let out. Turmoil, anger, sadness, anxiety, nirvana; whatever emotion I felt at that point of time could easily be radiating through the pixels of the screen.

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You are tall,
I am short,
You have curly hair,
I have not.

My love is eating,
Your’s is fashion,
I am snappy,
You are patient.

You go to school,
I head to work,
I think I’m average,
You think you’re berg.
(can’t find another word hehe).

We have our differences,
In a bazillion trillion ways,
But yet we’re here,
Together,
Hearts intertwined
In Cupid’s gaze.

I think I have changed quite a bit in the past few months. I can’t place which part of me exactly, but something in me definitely has changed. Sometimes, I like it. Sometimes, I don’t. Right now, I don’t.

I miss my old self :( Boohoo, I don’t want to grow up.

Quite some time back, since I was so damn bored with the normality of life, I managed to psycho the boyfriend into doing something just for the cheap thrill that it may bring. $20 in hand, we ransacked Beach Road and bought all the silly little camp-ish things; messtins, hexamine tablets and a little portable stove, amongst others.

Then we headed to Giant (the hypermarket) and bought all the nice-to-cook, good-to-eat stuff, like packets of Maggi, a tin of Campbell soup, a whole tray of eggs and such. After rolling out our mats on the grass (at East Coast lah, where else kan?), we started our little ‘adventure’.

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Somewhere between the nightly debate between head and heart, I finally got too exhausted participating in the ill-wrought battle with fate. As the Malay Ancients say it, “Rice has turned into porridge“, meaning that what has happened can’t be changed. And that, was what I had to first understand and envelop.

Instead of harping on the loss of a prospectively luminous future, I cajoled my heart into accepting who and where I am currently. It was not an easy process; humbling, really, much akin to having to settle with whatever I have instead of what I could have.

So one fateful walk home, I had my enlightenment. Funny as it seems right now upon recollection, I actually made a decision to Grow Up. On that evening, I stopped behaving like the immature kid I am, blaming everyone but myself for my position. I stopped thinking that henceforth, my life would spiral into mediocrity. And, more importantly, I kicked myself in the butt to give myself an awakening. It was a breathe of fresh air; I was reborn. I no longer am a failure.  (Lol, so drama!)

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