jukebox playlist
8th world wonder - kimberly locke
anytime - kelly clarkson
i will always love you - tamyra gray
it's a cool, rainy monday morning... what better way to spend a morning like this than to stay in bed cuddled up with your bolster and lying cosy under the blankets?? Half of me wants to do just that but the other half (the one wif a conscience) is telling me to get up, get a cup of coffee and start being productive... *haiz*
anywayz, i think it's been quite awhile since i updated my dear bloggy wif "real-life" events and moreover, i'm quite aware of the fact that my bloggy is becoming rather impersonal lately especially with the AI3 reviews dominating the pages. my life had been a tad eventful this past weekend (at least to me) so perhaps, finally, there's an opportunity to write something of personal relevance. ;-)
Late last week, my younger bro was warded at alexandra hospital and had his appendectomy done. fortunately, he was discharged by saturday in the late afternoon so didnt have to spend the weekend cooped up at the hospital (me included since i'd have to visit him)... the downside for me is that he'll be on mc to recuperate 'til the 20th so i'll definitely be seeing pretty much of him around the house. Since i'm sharing the room wif him, that's waaayyy too much. oh well...
on a more positive note, it was edward's birthday on sunday so... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DIDI!!!! Met him up and a bunch of us went down to cheeky monkeys on saturday night to have our requisite, little celebration. Got him a present too which wasnt really very conventional but he seemed to like it... thankfully! hahaha.. i think getting gifts can be rather.. erm.. tiresome.. especially when looking for that perfect gift for someone. anyhow, cheeky monkeys had great music and an interesting, upbeat crowd; nevertheless, i was too much in a culture shock to really soak in the atmosphere and enjoy myself uninhibitedly. I gotta admit, it seemed to be the most happening place over at mohammad sultan (which is singapore's clubbing haven) but i dont think u can find me there again anytime soon; perhaps i'm just getting too old for this kind of stuff. ;-(
fazlee's birthday falls a day after edward's but didnt manage to see him during the weekend because he wasnt free to meet up. Could have had a rendezvous with him on sunday evening but my schedule was already too tight to begin with, so had to postpone my meeting with him to another, more convenient day (i still gotta pass him his present afterall..).
on sunday itself (i.e. yesterday), i slept at five friggin' am (i was at cheeky monkeys, remember?) and despite my hangover, was up by noon because i had promised to attend a wedding function with a friend. i dislike weddings because:
1. there's always some tedious ironing to do beforehand in order to look smart, chic and "adult-ish" enough for it
2. i'm always clueless about what to say to the bride and groom (and i hate being so trite & predictable)
3. it's NOT fun sitting down amongst strangers (who are mostly twice your age) to eat while pretending not to mind the dreadfully humid weather, the noisy little kids that keep getting in your way at the buffet table ANd the relentless karaoke-singing that is often, rather tuneless (why is it that karaoke has become such an integral part of malay weddings anyway???).
BUt of course, i could probably fabricate a hundred other reasons for my antipathy of weddings but i think these are at the top of the list... ;-) after the function, i headed down to the suntec career fair. Didnt stay there very long because there wasnt anything much that was of interest (to me at least) and i was really too overwhelmed with fatigue by then. Seriously, i'm the sort of person who just canNOt make do without my seven hours of uninterrupted sleep and thus, i was pretty much on the brink of unconsciousness by the time i reached home last nite. Surprisingly however, i still managed to muster up enough energy to engage in a couple hours of fonechat wif an old friend of mine whom i havent heard from in ages... Initially, it was a selfish need on my part to enquire about some reservist stuff (yeah, i'm not That nice a person afterall ;p) but i realised later how much i miss and treasure those good times we shared together back in our younger days. *haiz* Ok, i COnfess; i've got a penchant and a weakness for the nostalgic... So does that make me a romantic (although i've been accused of not having a single romantic bone in my body)???
whatever the case, i dont think it really matters as long as the people/person whom u love and care about accept you for who and what you are and still love you anyway... and this, i think, is bliss... ;-)
Quoteworthy
Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low. ---- Henry Ward Beecher.
