had a good national day holiday this year.. at least i finally saw fireworks after missing it for 6 years... Time flies. flashbacks of my sec2 days when i participated NDP as a marching contingent. still remember how excited i felt when i marched into the parade square filled with thousands, millions of singaporeans cheering... can really feel the excitement in me. can feel the glory of being able to be part of the parade, but then again, i was only involved during the preview. perhaps i was too lousy. but i vividly remembered my "place" in the contingent was taken up by somebody because i took MC once during the rehearsals. it was so disappointing. In the end, during the actual parade, i was only a reserve who never had the chance to share the glory with other patriotic singaporeans. it suxs. i recalled how i was tasked to bring food to the marching contingent, cleared up rubbish for them, and was ordered around by this damn old lady who was THEN some supposedly big fu*k, INSTEAD of MARCHING . i felt bullied. i WAS bullied. but as i was young, vulnerable, fat and had this super irritating face i suppose, i just kept mum . memories. whatever. clubbing on Saturday was fun. my company was good, though schemer seemed tired and din't dance. she danced like theres no tomorrow, and was so happy when she got approached by a blind guy. HAHA. I, myself, tried POLE DANCING for the first time, at the PLATFORM. weird huh, yes. i know. GUYS DON'T POLE DANCE. whatever. such rare occasions when i actually don't mind PEOPLE laughing at my silly actions.
Sunday. went sentosa. just as i thought i need to get a tan. sun was blazing hot. skin was burnt, but at least i feel my face has this healthy red glow now. i hate being fair. i was fair. i look like a sissy. a real loser whom everybody feels like bullying. but too dark isn't good too. hawker aunties won't speak chinese to me anymore. i love being a chinese. i will kill a cow just to be a chinese. nonsensical. yeah. anyway, before images of her start vanishing, i saw 134 at sentosa. she is a babe. she looks good. i don't know her. just a typical sweetie pie who caught my eye.
National day. supposed to go KTV with min and jie, but my voice felt weak. sorry once again. felt like a student. was practising Maths for 3 hours because i need to master a topic which I never was taught on before. Tedious, but did it in the end. realise i will never be able to master a topic so soon if i am a student now. yes, to excel in something is all in the mind. its just how determined you are. At night, watched fireworks at kallang with many patriotic Singaporeans and *tort. ha what a way to describe you. had a great buffet dinner. nice "candid" pics. late hangouts at *tort room. a midnight tour around NUS. sounds boring, but i enjoyed it. seriously. once an ambition to be able to be part of the NUS family. come to think of it, i am glad i did make it. now its either i will stay put in business school, or perhaps accept the everybody-say-hip SMU, or try getting into LAW which i never ever dare dream of before.
to end this entry, a few nice candid shots of mine, and fireworks which doesn't justify what i actually saw.
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fireworks
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more fireworks
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cappucino is too hot..
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erm... nice. what a life to have. *sips*
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finally.. watermelon to end the day. *yum*
P/S: Thanks *tort for being my photographer. Other photographs are being kept private. :)
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