Met up with Joyce (haha), sheila, beryl, becks, qi and sham on wednesday, bitched about old times. Favourite old school characters, i.e. cai jie ying, oil tank were topics of the night. She treated us to ajisen and it was a good dinner cause we sat there and just talked for hours. Then theres chomps to celebrate becky's birthday on thursday. I think we had too much cake and talk that no one could finish the food. Nat was struggling with the sotong while the rest exchanged their chopsticks for more talk. It was actually the first time at chomps, that i had to stuff sting ray down my throat. After that we went to liquid's to have a drink, played some games which unveiled some (supposed-to-be) secrets... hmmm...
Anyway dinner yesterday at ikea with sheila nic and raven resulted in alot of self praise (mostly from nic), a very "drunk" sheila and a brand new book shelf which only means that i get to buy more magazines to fill it up! i managed to lug the 7KG out of ikea, up the bus and back home. I'm that strong really such that when i got home my arms felt like jelly and i wanted to remain stationery for the rest of my life. Got over that fantasy pretty quick and had fun assembling the shelf with daddy. Because it was so cheap, the thing wouldnt stand still, it was slanted until i stuffed some film canister caps underneath one of its legs. damnit
Its weeks like that i rarely get. It felt very long but hell, it was freaking fulfilling. I've enjoyed myself, i was tired, i was upset at a certain point, nervous on my first day, quiet and loud, bitchy at night, emo in the morning. At the same time, purposeful esp when i went to church alone. It felt so good. This feels like life.
I dont know if anyone remembers, a few years ago the newspapers reported on this old sibling who after having their electricity and water cut off, they shifted to the void deck and lived there for days until they were told to move back home. They ransack dustbins for food and according to neighbours, they smell real bad. I see them around occasionally because they live around hougang ave 8. Like yesterday, i saw them grinning. They had smiles i've never seen in my entire life. Besides the chipped tooth, yellow stains, crooked smiles what was so different and intriguing was the genuineness of it all. They practically live on other people's disposal. the half eaten bun they find is likely to contain someone's spit, none of us would be able to imagine living a life like that. They in their own world have no qualms with me watching them laugh, just as long as they are happy...
So far i've really enjoyed my time at hjgher. Its been really enjoyable and i've learnt quite alot- strangely since whatever i am doing, i've done the same for school assignments. Im happy there and seriously, what is there to complain with deathcab, modest mouse, explosions, interpol, the killers etc etc. (Justin makes really weird noises and bin hwa, my colleague is funny) I have to admit though, i dozed off a few times. I think Jerry noticed cos he was like, "Are you falling asleep?"
"No!"