So easy,

Friday, August 11, 2006

hullo. forgot to blog the day before. which was.... on national day. on that patriotic morning,i painfully woke up at 9am, where the rest of the people whom i know would still be cuddling in the comfort of their beds, enjoying this rare oppurtunity to actually sleep longer than before. the reason why im waking up earlier than other people, because i had a make up guitar skills class on that day. and the following week, he wouldnt be in singapore so there would be no class on next wednesday.

and as usual. i was LATE. class was due to start at 11am. you all should know the reason why im late 90% of the time la. the fucking bus. sometimes i feel that there's really a need to write a letter of complaint to SBS. like im there usually about 1/2 hour before school starts, and the bus takes a minimum of 20 minutes to show up. fucking bitch. what pisses me off most is that, at the bustop where i waited in vain for the bus, other buses like for e.g. bus no. 7, came over 6 times in a short span of time. what the fuck is this?? to add more salt to the wound, once the bus arrives, the bus driver drives really turtle slow. but i have self control not to try to kill anyone.

something i'm a little worried about in school. every music foundation student would have a main study for their respective own instruments, and most of them by now(i think) would know who their own main study teachers are. but for me, it has been like 4 weeks of school already i still have no damn idea who my main study teacher is. so i havent even been to my very first main study class yet. i was told by my guitar skills teacher to go see some teacher to check out the namelist to see who im under. but i searched for her in vain these past few days. to no avail. she's not in school. so is the other guy.

guitar skills class this time was better. because at least i have a fucking guitar on my lap to play. unlike last week. fucking just sat there listening to the other guys playing. feeling left out. finished class and went to the coffeeshop across the road for my Brunch(breakfast+lunch). had 2 cheese pratas. then left the dudes to go CP to meet wei and muneh. today is the last day wei is staying in singapore. 2 months really went by just like that. how fucking fast.

reaChed wei's house later this afternoon for his farewell party. a rather slack party as i should call it. and as predicted, there are 2 separate cliques. the second clique went to play soccer while we stayed, watched the NDP parade on tv, and cooked some japanese crispy chicken wrapped in seaweed, and thats some good shit. a perfect party snack for the 5 of us. here comes the irritating part. we kept making fun of those generals or whoever u call them, those guys giving out commands, to the army people standing on the parade. we imagined, the cameraman trying to make the general laugh, while focusing the camera on his face on LIVE television. i pictured it in my mind, the general with a super stone stern face, suddenly laughing like that in front of national television. i bet he would get shot. then the singing part came, i think all of them were fucking lip synching la. and here comes my favourite parrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttt. the PLANES SOARING ACROSS THE SKIES! it has always been my childhood ambition to be a fighter pilot. but with the crappy eyesight i have now, that dream is shattered already la. and those planes are fucking quick as hell. one moment they were flying across the national stadium displaying an array of colorful works in the evening sky, and within the next 20 seconds, they flew above the house we're in. that shows how fucking small singapore is already.

so basically thats the first thing i've been anticipating for the whole NDP event. the next part would be the fireworks. but watching fireworks on live tv is plain stupid. had a second round of japanese crispy chicken. but some chicken parts are oddly cold. funny la. it was a slack party overall. muneh is an idiot. he came over to stay in the house for about 1 hour and the next thing we know he says, "i have to go already, curfew at 7pm."

CURFEW. HAHAH. muneh, ask yourself, how old are you already?! even 14 year olds have more freedom than you. after he left, we went up to watch wei's band play a full set in the dark. it was good. the perfect lighting for my eyes. it was getting late. i stayed on. there were only 3 of us left. he packed his luggage for taiwan. we went to have supper at JALAN KAYU. took a cab there since it's already fucking 130am. ate at the famous prata stall. 2 cheese pratas for me. it was heaven. wei went back in a cab. me and an idiot walked back home. the idiot lives in SK and he still followed me, what the hell. but good thing he followed, because on my way from jalan kayu to hougang ave 9, there was this fucking dark alley, and on the left was this row of empty houses, and there was absolute ZERO artificial lighting. plus it's the 7th month and the trees are creepy and i kept feeling spiderwebs. daanmn scary la. got home later.

THURSDAY. received a call in the morning from wei. i was actually gonna bid him farewell and send him off at the airport. but one major thing is keeping me from doing that. school stuff. fusion group. got news later that my fusion group thing was cancelled. what the.. i could have been there to send him off. probably the next time i'll see him would be next year. thats fucking long. goodbye wei. it's been a real nice time having you around here in your 2 month stay in singapore.

so i just did nothing on thursday la. secondary and primary schools have their school holidays. for me, 10th august marks my school's founder's day. so i had a holiday also. haha. had last minute plans later to have dinner at Jalan Kayu yet again, with muneh. the rival stall across the road serves good prata also. i feel it's like much worth my money. cheaper, yet bigger. with some pretty office ladies around sometimes. then went back to CP hoping to play some Time Crisis 4, but some idiots hogged the sets for eternity. so we decided to come back the next day,

FRIDAY. fusion at 1pm has been moved over to next monday. i left the house early to meet muneh at CP. played time crisis 4. played like crap. muneh said he was feeling "confident" today. but he used up 2 credits even before i died, and im only on one credit. hahah. "confident" la he. it was still early after we finished. 130pm. school starts only at 4pm for me. how slack. then went over to his friend's home as he described me there's ps2 and shit there to play. but in the end WHAT HAPPENED?! went to his friend's house just to sit down and watch his friends PLAY MAHJONG. i stared into blank space for 20 minutes before leaving and going to school. and was late again. 4minutes this time. im improving : )

i SWEAR. a shitload of students were at the bustop across school going back and 87% of them are taking bus number 14. and in that 87% includes me and my old ex classmates. we took 196 instead, swapped buses at Suntec to go to PS. had dinner at BK. a kid's meal again. but i dont know why they never give me a toy. ok la, then what happened after that i would be too tired to explain in detail and i think it would be boring also. today's also the last day that Esplanade is gonna hold a final fireworks session. i so wanna go. but nobody wanna go with me, so i didnt wanna live the boredom, i just went back home. and lastly, i had a freaking bad hair day. one side of my hair was dead STRAIGHT. and i think it looks freaky and ugly la today.

omg it's like 4am now. im still in the grip of INSOMNIA la. damnit. this room is getting really chilly. im only clad in boxers and i have yet to shower. oh ya, next wednesday night, im going off to australia. and again, bet none of you would miss me. i think im off to shower already. good nite.

so what happens when you lose control?
when the future has yet to start
and what happens when you're still in love,
but this just had to rip you apart
will there ever be an answer...
for when love is not enough
when the world must move on.
i never knew it would be this tough

Purple Rose;
11:52 AM