Jaded

24th Dec - Christmas Eve
Not much celebratin this year other than meeting up with the working ladies @ Tiffins Room, Raffles Hotel for a christmas eve breakfast buffet which is not half bad actually. As per usual, we stuffed ourselves with tons of food (being typical singaporeans), exchange presents and soaked ourselves in the christmas atmosphere with the beautiful decor at Raffles Hotel.

Phoebe got me the complete season 1 & 2 of Grey's Anatomy!!! (Love her to bits!)
Rachel got me a bottle of perfume from perfume bar @ shaw centre. The bottle that hold the perfume is really unique.

I will post the pictures up later when dear rachel can find time to send me the photos taken using her camera.(This girl owes me tons of pictures)

Dear phoebe had to work in the afternoon shift on christmas eve, thus leaving rachel and i to wander around city hall and do some catching up while eating more ice cream at Haagen Dazs. I've been thinking about this notion of whether best friends are forever... We can be best friends now but will we still be best friends ten years down the road, when we get so caught up with work, with success, with our bf/family, with our newfound friends somewhere along the way? I've not had a long chat with Rachel for quite some time now, in fact, i can't seem to remember when was the last time we sat down and talk. Not just about superficial things like what we've bought on previous shopping trips, or some random cute guy we met at a club/bar but simply on how each other have been and the troubles/success we had.

I don't believe in drastic changes in a person's thinking or character, well, unless that person had a life-changing encounter. It got me thinking on the reasons that caused me to feel like i don't know my best friend as well as i did before. Could it be because we have not been spending quality time together? That we weren't with one another at certain point in time to see the changes? and when we are together, are we just meeting up for the sake of meeting up? because we're best friends? Are we taking each other for granted after over 10 years of friendship? So many questions in my head but none i've answers for... Maybe i'm thinking way over my head but aren't there always a triggers to the doubts that we have? And so,

I've finally took the time off to refurnish my blog with a spankin new lay0ut along with my favourite music! It took me forever since i'm super duper rusty on html... But i'm happy to say that this layout will be here for quite some time since it'll take me donkey years to 'renovate' it again...

Christmas is coming and i'm officially broke for the next couple of months... No more shopping for me. Sobb... Plus i've to save up for my pending trip to the States after graduation. I won't have to pay for accomodation since i'll be staying with Tess but the air ticket and the micellaneous expenditure will cost me a bomb already... Maybe i can get a 'loan' from my parents. hehe. Of course, i've to pay them back upon my first paycheck.

Time to scrimp & save!

you will be the death of me. that's what ran through my mind everytime you pull one of those shitty, disgusting behaviours that you have on me. I know that i'm responsible for you (in more ways than one), since i'm ur daughter and most probably will be condemned for saying this. But sometimes i just wish that i don't have that responsibility.

It has always been like this. You screaming at me and embarassing me or anyone else over silly, unnecessary things, me trying my damn hardest to ignore your ridiculous, unreasonable, childish behaviours till the point where i can't bear with it anymore and more screaming begins. You put me down, insult the things that i love to do, like dance or my occupation, gleefully pour buckets of cold water over my dreams and my aspiration when you are suppose to give me new perspectives on things when i'm lost. What is it that you want from me? I tried my best to accomodate but you are just not satisfied. You always tell me this, "You should know! Why do i have to tell you?" GUESS WAT?! I'm not god, i'm not a fucking mindreader. That's why i don't know everything. If you want me to do something, all you have to do is fucking ASK.

I don't have a heading for this post because i can't think of one. Okay... I admit, I was too lazy to think of one. But who cares anyway :p

I'm typing this entry with residual aches all over my body (especially my butt and my back) from a four days intensive dance camp where we dance for at least 10 hours a day. It was painful... but it came along with great fun and laughter from ridiculous jokes and weird behaviours from all our worn out asses.

Came back home with tons of emails to read and tons of emails to send. It's suppose to my holidays before my final semester (YESH!!! can't wait to graduate) starts. But i'm using to for school work (duh) and other random things that i've yet to settle due to my procrastination. Just a prediction of how next year is gonna be with my newfound timetable sent with 'love' from my lecturer in school. 8am classes 3 out of 5 days, classes ending at 6pm 3 out of 5 days... along with final year paper/presentation preparation and 6 weeks clinical attachment. Oh yeah... I'm gonna have so much 'fun'. WTF... -_-

And because of this timetable, i can't dance for evocation'07 with dance ensemble (damnit). So friends, if you can't find me for the next 6 months, don't worry. I'm either dying in school, buried and suffocated by the journals in my library or being locked up in an asylum due to immense stress. Come dig me up from the library or help me escape from the asylum. -_- School hasn't started and i've already turned slightly insane.