being human.

being human is knowing limitations.
it's also about embracing fears.

i've reached my limit, and i'm scared.
how's that for humanity.

fashion puh-lease.

the only thing awesome about where i am now is gasping at people's interesting albeit questionable fashion sense.

people here are so daring.

here fishy fishy fishy.

everyone, i meant everyone should pay money and let little fishies eat the shit off your legs.

tak giu.

today's sports carnival taught me a few things:

always use sunblock.

the unfit still can win.

sitting behind the goal post is not optimum.

ugh, i'm not the same colour as when i woke up in the morning.

forget me not.

while cleaning the house today, packing for the great move to jurong, my mother came across three autograph books from 40 years ago.



i have to say, my mother was quite a player back in the day.
at sixteen years old, she had one book just dedicated to boys she dated can.

"for you, the sky is merely in reach
for you, the moon is not too great a venture
because your beauty has captured me
and made me invincible"

whoar lau, mother! hot stuff sia!

she had 3 books, one for her golden girls (who she is still friends till this day), one for family and one for BOYS ONLY.

"i was quite chio last time ok. or as the malay boys say: "chantek lawania!"

but the work these boys put in for my mother was commendable!
this was done by her boyfriend, one of the serious ones. he spent 3 hours doing this tiny page. dedication!



and he was some rock star can, from the thunderbirds, the 60s version of electrico. my mother was a groupie, excites!

this one, was signed D.Lee, and he looks oddly similar to a singaporean celeb about my mother's age with the same intials.



i'm afraid to ask.

i leave you with a quote from one of my mother's "playmates":

don't make love at the garden gate,
love is blind, but the neighbours ain't.

hootie & the blowfish

"Old religions, new generations
Caught in a struggle about a righteous way
Can't see the forest for all the frustrations
So many lyin', so many dyin'
But only one love

one love ; hootie and the blowfish

it was a friday night and finally, i managed to meet up with the best friend.
like it was 2 weeks since we sat down and coversed, due to exams and other committments.

boy was it good.

firstly, it was at hooters where i felt inadequete. very.
then it was tcc, where we had sinful desserts.
then it was a void deck, where we talked like we never did before. with the company of russ.

but it could have been anywhere, and it wouldn't change the fact that i spent it with you, best friend.

cannot wait till 2 weeks then meet one time hor ; like that i will die one.

iloveyoubestfriend4evahhhhh.