I'm just sad. that it has to turn out like that. sad that after so much, she still vents her famed fury at me. please try to understand how i'd feel sometimes.
you know.. sometimes the ones that are closest to you, the ones that you cherish and revere the most, are the ones that are most perplexing. are the ones that are most likely to take you for granted. i feel like a temporary friend. in transit. when your other grps of friends are not around, you will rope me into the picture. no doubt, of course, we have fun. but. it's not fair. to jst isolate yourself from me whenever your other friends come in. esp new friends. i'm. tired of all this nonsense.
Was a quarter of my way through narrating about tonight when my whole Internet Explorer just shut down. Therefore, I shall just summarise.
I met Mus and her sister around midnight earlier tonight, we went to this Meditteranean cafe called Ambrosia. Very nice place, with a great ambience. Soft lighting, walls painted in gentle hues of red and yellow, a nice painting on the wall.. Soft Latin music in the background, nice cushions etc. I tried something new tonight, called Sheesha. It's just like smoking, but it's much more purified. Basically by water and filtered by many other things. It's like a device coming from Arabian Nights or something. Yeaaa. Afterwhich, we walked around Bugis area for awhile before heading home.
Overall, it was awesome fun la i guess. The fun we had, experimenting and perfect the Art of Sheesha. Haha, thank you ladies.
I apologise, for having neglected this blog for quite awhile now. I must say, I have been rather preoccupied with several very complicated issues. Both emotional and physical. In short, track and rugby gets me spent everyday after i get home. Sph was bittersweet, with us bagging silver for 4x200m, getting dqed for 4x1. somehow SJI always screws up. But not for Nationals this year. As Wynner puts it, "AcsI, not everyday's Sunday. Wake up."
I have yet to settle back into school. It's been a dread, especially in my class and stuff. Bunch of monkeys, i swear. Os this year, Zul. Wake up.
Love, is a damn complicated thing. Stupid, waste of time.
Of course, Jon would beg to differ. Congrats, and all the best to you.
And so PTM turned out surprisingly well. Honestly, i haven't tried hard enough this term. Honestly, i didn't perform to my potential. Nevertheless, the teachers all said I've improved and that the results weren't a true reflection of my efforts this term. I've got no complains to that, really. And they were really motivating as well, Mr Low and Cikgu Rahimah.
Drove my mum to work and then went over to Ubi Ave to get my new car. Cefiro, LIKE CHARLOTTE! (: hoho. and im back home now, waiting for the hours to tick by. then im off to school for the match against pierce. so sian, pls. i dn't wna over train. i want relay. i want sph. whoosh.
It was very difficult to try to find positives from last night. It was good seeing the people i know, yes. But otherwise, the whole affair was pretty mundane. Yusof left halfway cos of apparent boredom.
Fata Morgana was a little too draggy. But the fact that they were able to memorise all the lines is amazing. The show spanned around 150minutes. The acting was good, some really scary and comical moments.
Post Fata Morgana was even more.. frustrating? But aiyah, she cn't be blamed la. For being too nice. haha. Poor girl, was under tremendous stress. Ohwells, doesnt matter. I'll try to at least be thanking for whatever positives out of last night.
Oh I spoke to Aunty till around 3. Thanks sexy, good look at hhk tdy yeah.
Oh and i met Mel in town ytd. Too bad we couldnt talk more. Denise was there too and we wanted to go into Peter's Grandmother. But yusof was there so we couldnt. Roar.
What a weekend.
MarkShu and JonMandy's gonna watch Hitch ltr on tdy. Sorry i had to turn you down, guys. Enjoy yourselves.