Boo! I haven't blogged in so long! My foot hurrts. Really. I don't know what happened to it. But I think I tore something in it. On wednesday, I practically dragged my foot downstairs in the morning to iron my clothes. Anyway, tuesday was fun. Went out with maryann and we watched "midnight sun" the movie. I wouldn't say it was an Oscar worthy movie. But I much prefer this to those Oscar contenders with too serious scripts dripping with political satire or historical controversies or human emotional madness. It was simple and sweet. And it made me believe in love all over again, when I just told a friend that love is nothing but a product of our imagination and a consequence of our loneliness. I don't take what I say back though. In a cynical way, it is. ok. I'm distracted now. Coz daddy's playing this piece on his hi fi and I kinda played it before. So it's deja vu. I feel like I'm back in the orchestra, playing the piece. Wait. let me enjoy the rest of the piece first............Awesome. The ending was AWESOME. ok. back to where I was. It is true in a cynical way. but sometimes I think we all get too blinded by it. It isn't a bad thing, to be blinded. Somehow, being blinded makes the whole experience sweeter and purer. But sometimes, I wonder if we made a beautiful coat and put it on him, only to fall in love with the coat instead. And sometimes, it's as though we're chasing this mesmerising multi-coloured bubble, only to realise that its beauty fades and the pretty bubble we fell in love with has disappeared into thin air. I guess the beauty faded. The pretty bubble burst. He took off the coat. And love turned into indifference overnight. I like to see love as a coincidence. ok. another piece that i played before is playing again. let me enjoy it first....... :) nice. it ended. heehee. Yeah. Oh wells. I still got my friends around. I don't live nad breathe and others affections. :) :) :)

oh crap. I'm sick. I don't know how I'm gonna organise the class outing properly. Bad throat, cough and I keep perspiring even in an air-con room. Oh and i'm performing tonight for a concert. ok. Crap. And I'm working tomorrow and for the rest of the week, 8 to 6pm. No joke. Plus class outing on thursday night. I won't be surprised if I fall flat on that day. I'm in such a bad state and bad shape now. So all you 3mers out there, who are reading my blog, please try to make it down for the class outing this thursday night. Your poor friend here is slogging to make it a success despite her bad condition. ok. please reply if you're coming ok. please please please. or i'll really fall flat on that day. boohoohoo.

Grad night came and went. I looked freaking fugly that night. GROSS. That's my own opinion. Anyway, I won't say I thoroughly enjoyed grad night. Poooooffff. It was more like a show and tell session for everyone. Everything about it was fake. Eeeww.. Ok. I'm probably the only weird soul here who doesn't like it. But then again, I'm weird. Even my violin teacher who has known me for 10 years said so. My frequency is way off. Although I conceal my weirdness really well around people who haven't known me THAT long. Coz once they know me, they realise I really live in my own world. Oh wells.. Take it or leave it. that's just me. And I love the way I am now.
I'm getting sick! Yuck. And I wish I could go on a long holiday, somewhere cold and wintery perhaps. But its not gonna be the case. i'm so bored here in Singapore. And what's worse. Everyone's pairing up. As in getting attached. So it's always like "oh.. but i'm going out with (insert their bf's name)..some other time perhaps?" Haiz. Sometimes i just like to sit at Orchard and watch the couples. It's so sweet. But then, it's like giving an empty house a new coat of paint, romanticism on the outside but loneliness inside. And then there's always this nagging feeling that Oafie's going away. So it's like on top of that loneliness comes sadness.. oh wells. Sometimes I think all who become close to me just end up leaving me. Not in a bad way, but we'll always be separated by the physical distance between us. I think it's fair, in a way. Afterall, I'm not so much a home and hearth kind of person. So it only makes sense that like and like can be close friends. hmm. I should stop mopping around and feeling sorry for myself. Coz it's dumb. I think I'm going town tomorrow to find Oafie.

The past few days have been so memorable. Class chalet rocked. By my standards. There weren't alot of people who went. But those who did made it memorable. I think the second day was cooler. We actually decided to leave the chalet at about 11.15pm at night to do something as a class. There were like 8 of us, Zit, Deborah, Wenyan, Steph, Anyi, Zikai, David and I. So yeah, we took a taxi down to City Hall wanting to go bowling. We had thought the bowling alley would be open till 3am in the morning. It was freaking difficult to get into the shopping centre at that time k. We actually had to go by the back door, through Oriental Hotel. At long last, we reached the bowling alley and the guy said they only opened till 3 on weekends. DAMN. Imagine our disappointment. We just sat there and ok.... plan B. Now what? So we went walking around. And Anyi said he was hungry. We wound up at Glutton's Square, beside Espl eating. It was supposedly quite boring until we saw bouncers chasing this guy who refused to pay up. Suddenly, I thought I was watching a Hong Kong movie. Yes. It was THAT drama. But boy, do the bouncers really run fast. ok. So we walked down Singapore river after eating until we reached the bridge in front of Fullerton Hotel. Then Zit said she was tired and sat down. Then we all sat down and before long, we were all sleeping. There on the walkway, just before going under the bridge, in the middle of nowhere. It was about 2am in the morning and passerbys thought we were mad. 8 people lying on the ground, sleeping in a row. But we were tired! After a while, someone woke up. I can't remember who. And we all followed suit. Someone wanted to go to the Merlion, which was just across the river from where we were. I can't remember who. (Now you get how tired I was...) So we got up and walked across the bridge. At the Merlion, we actually saw flying fishes. I never knew there were so many of them there. And they were huge! oh. We continued sleeping at the Merlion. Anticlimax. We woke when this group of Caucasians came down to the Merlion area for a SWIM. You guessed it. They actually went in their trunks and bikinis at 3am in the morning for a swim in the Singapore River, just beside the Merlion. Oh wells, things people do. I think this one guy got too excited and he cut his leg. An ambulance came to get him. I think he just ruined his own holiday. After that, we all went back to sleep, this time sleeping in a circle. At about 4 in the morning, this Caucasian traveller, still with his backpack on came and sat on the granite cubes near us and stared at us. He asked Anyi what we were doing. And I think Anyi said we were waiting for the first train to start. He gave all of us this quizzical look. We looked too rich to be homeless and too tame to be rebels. the night ended and we made our way back to the chalet. Our little adventure out. WEEEEE...

Oh. yesterday was YO concert. :) It felt so weird to be sitting as an audience rather than playing. Couple of times I wished I were on stage instead. Like when they played Bolero. oh wells. I'm quite tired now. Boohoohoo. Shan't type anymore.