Guess what?

Today is marbleslab's friends and family day!
and we get to bring two friends along to have free icecream from seven till ten!
(:
the best part of the free ice cream? its gonna be scooped, mixed and squashed by me. (i'll be adding in lots of love and xoxo toooo!)


p/s: im really excited for later! canyoutell?canyoutell?

the twenty first

I told myself that when the clock strikes twelve, I want to be doing something that I love.
And so, I turned 21 while moving back and forth on a swing at the playground.
Jo was beside me.
And she said: “mal, this is the eleventh time im wishing you happy birthday!”
We have been best friends since primary five till now.
At the moment, its like an emotion rush. Terribly mixed feelings.

I can feel myself as a child, gobbling up my lunch during recess so that I can make a trip to the bookshop or play girly games with my friends.
I can feel myself being so nervous about getting PSLE result. And how happy I was when I saw the score.
When I was 14, I met my first love. The one with the nicest dimples ever. I’ll never forget the first kiss that we had. And all the playful times we spent together.
And the breakup. And the patch up. And the break up again.
I can feel the sugar rush in me as I thought of all the swoon-worthy boys that I’ve met in polytechnic.
Hockey.
Projects.
Presentation.
Exams.
My favourite bunch of bimbos that I met during my second year at Sentosa.
Internship at Singapore Tourism Board. Where my body clock was totally wired the wrong way. I woke up at wee hour in the morning and slept at wee hour in the morning as well.
That very moment when I saw his profile on the computer.
All the msn conversations that we shared.
Those random phone calls.
Botanical garden with lil boshy at weird time of the night.
All those times, with him, I was overwhelmed with a special kind of happiness.
And the abrupt ending of everything.
the ending that I dont want at all.
the ending that I never once thought will ever happened.
but it happened. somehow.





Still, Im a happy girl on my 21st.
26th of June: Thanks for the wonderful day at Sentosa. The scapebook, the flower, the balloon, the gift and mostly, the love.
27th of June: Thanks for all the birthday wishes. (: Birthday song at Marbleslab which made me feel like hiding my face behind a paperbag with two holes for my eyes. The pretty surprise flower delivered while im working. and the surprise presence of joyce and fishy.The cozy sweet family dinner at Jumbo Seafood whereI tasted the most delicious prawns ever. (:
The night ended so well.
28th of June: Training at marbleslab with a bunch of funloving people. and the wonderful dinner with the bims. The huge collection of my favourite kinder bueno! and love the stupid game that we played though joyce and I lost horrifyingly.

this week is packed.
still,
I'll try to squeeze in those random 21st dinner. (: thanks for the thoughts, you and you and you.

(:

because life's not a perfect ten

not anymore.
and will never be.

studytimesexytime

I should complete my assignment by tonight.
I ought to complete my assignment by tonight.
I need to complete my assignment by tonight.
I can complete my assignment by tonight.
and so,
I will complete my assignment by tonight

studytimesexytimestudytimesexytime.

how now brown cow

what a day.
what a night.

to top it all,
though we laughed way too much
i didnt know your name till a moment ago,
now we're virtual friends. whooopeedo.

okay, off to do some studying and other super-incredible-important-stuff-in-my-oh-so-wonderful-life.

p/s: to the one who ate cocaine for breakfast lunch and dinner (seriously!): im glad things turn out this way. (not thinking bout it the other way) life is easier to breathe now, isnt it?

Why it is time to hyperventilate

Its Monday.
And it’s the beginning of a crazily wild week.

Two days of work at PayaLebar, two days of school, four days of Marble Slab trainings, Four birthday celebrations with four different group of awesome lovely friends.

Adding on: 1 midterm test and 1 individual assignment submission.

All in seven days.

p/s: I need a koala bear hug to keep me going.

pp/s: How about some kinder bueno? you can buy the value pack. its cheaper.

ppp/s: maybe I should just whine and moan for the whole seven days to whoever near me. (: but no, i like it that im that occupied. at least, my mind is better off that way.

have u been happy today?

Happy 22nd birthday to you, keat.

The phone call last night was like a door slammed right into my face.
All I want is just to wish you Happy birthday in a more “humantouch” way. Somehow, texting you a message just doesn’t seem enough. You deserved more than just a 5cent worth of message. But I guess, to you, it doesnt really matter.

p/s: i still care about you, everything about you, you know?

I felt pretty last night

Definitely not physically though (how can that be?), I felt pretty deep within.
The party was awesomely good (:
I like how everyone squeezed comfortably in a small tiny room even though we hardly knew each other.
Strumming of guitar, ringing of Jason Marz and Coldplay, binging on yummy delights, all the laughters, merriment and amusement, stupid old –school donkey game and the small curly poodle - Shylee.
And im down with the donkey curse. (why is that so?) Im supposed to be damn good in the donkey game (Back to the age of 3 year old). Pffffft.
And so, when you asked,
“have I been a good host?”
My answer to you…. You certainly are. I really do enjoy my night!

(:

Happy Birthday Alyssa!

Happy 21st! my dearest girl.
For your birthday this year,
I decided to bestow you one of my all time favourite possessions......

EDWARD CULLEN!

p/s: you must be damn happy now.
pp/s: bigger piece of durian cake for me later, okay?
ppp/s: im looking forward to get high and wasted tonight. (:

The freezer room is stocked up with ice-cream mix. I repeat, ice-cream mix! I can feel the tinge of excitement in me as I pushed open the door. The freezer is (obviously) freaking freezing cold. And boy, im so scared. I refused to close the door. The thought of us trapped in the icy cold room is akin to a final destination journey. Or even worse. Since it wouldn’t be me pointing at every sadist death and laugh with gusto like how I did when I watched final destination (whatever sequence it is!) It will be you, laughing at my ghastly wretched fatality (pfffffft). But oh well, for the sake of making ice-cream, of course I still went into the freezer room with the door closed. (okay,I didn’t. Cat hurled me in.) haha. And so, I learned that the freezer door will budge at the slightest push. (you’ll see me more often lurking around the freezer room smelling for ice-cream after today)

And so, I made ice-cream today with Cat and Roger. To be precise, I made Ice-cream cakes and pies. Sweet Cream flavoured ice-cream. (:

Talking about being ditzy(again), I whined my head off (im so great at whining) that I cannot carry nor do anything with the freezer gloves. They looked at me and laughed. Okay, I wore the freezer gloves the wrong way. Argh.

p/s: Dinner-picnic after a long day at work with you is such a bliss. Xoxo.
pp/s: A very huge shoutout goes to my dearest bims, really touched by all your messages. Another 18hours more to seeing you all!
ppp/s: you wont want to what goes on in my head. ):

its only gonna get better

Its only during shit times like this,

I can tell that there are so many people whom I can turn to.

p/s: going to bed is such a challenge, (maybe) bedtime tonight will be less agonizing with you around. thanks again and again and all over again.

it ends tonight.

After tonight, it will be another brand new chapter of life for me.

I'm (not) yours.

I've been spending way too long to try to see things clearer.

There's no need to complicate, our time is short.

thats why i heart you

Something noteworthy:
I felt much comforted after a long talk and good cry in the gloomy room.

Something sugary:
I like how boyfriend secretly dump a ferro rocher into the right pocket of the lacoste jacket.

Something self-derogatory:

Its all up to me. to make it or to break it. But what if im not up to it?

the clock ticks relentlessly away

The slow and gradual build up,
of frustrations and insecurities,
of chagrin and vexation,
will all end tonight.

I cant afford to flunk life. seriously.