It's Almost Time, or Right Round

Every single day that I've been home has been most of a whirlind for me.

Well, Friday doesn't count, but I already met one of my ex-schoolmates at the airport. Like, wow!

Saturday was soo soo soo much fun, got to meet everyone plus other things :)

Sunday went out with friends.

Monday went to JR's house, to sleep over, because

Tuesday had to go to the mangrove place together. Met alot of people again.

Wednesday went out with Jess to go watch movie again, then Worship Practice. Jamming screamo versions= SO much fun XD

Thursday waited three whole hours(plus more), then went out with friends from school again.

It's been wonderfully tiring, but there are some things that have really bummed me out.

Firstly, why did I get kicked out of the worship team? That, I must say, is real sad, when people like Addie Choon is still in it.

Secondly, why do goverment establishments have to waste everyone's time? I mean seriously. 3 hours? I could take a nap with that time (I actually did).

I havn't done much homework... I'm so dead. I can't wait till like the June holidays man. I just can't. Eventhough I'm back, it still doesn't feel enough for me. The prospect of going back in a few days time to face the horendous life before is not at all comforting.

Ah well. At least the time spent here was well spent. Had lotsa fun :)

Now, I have to go do my work, and that it's back all the way to Singapore again. Right round again.

It's This Green On Both of The Sides, or I Don't Care

The Sunday before last, I went with my father who was in town for the weekend to watch the top women golfers to play at the golf club at Tanah Merah. My dad got all excited and started running around and I had to run after him, because he was all preoccupied with running after Yani Tseng and Paula Creamer and whatnot. The thing is though, I found myself running alongside with him, because it was kinda fun watching them play, cheering when the got it, groaning along with everyone else when they missed.

But what am I getting at here? I'm not really sure.

I couldn't go online for a fair amount of time, so I had a lot of things to blog about, but then I forgot about what I wanted to blog about anyway.

Now, I'm back in KK, and boy am I confused. I guess it's different, but at the same time, nothing has changed. I'm glad to say some people are genuinely glad to see me back, and that makes me smile a bit. I love nothing more than getting a hug from those whom I miss so dearly. And I get proper food now(instead of rice, rice, rice). 

I must thank those who organised for me to go on the outing yesterday, Sunday. Thank you, Chin. You did it again. But sadly, everyone had to go home, which is like sad. But it was good enough that they bothered to come, anyway. We watched Race to Witch Mountain, which, was a very good movie, but was grossly ruined by pilaks, who have no consideration. It was only the rest of the people watching the movie and the safety of my friends that stopped me from shouting at them and throttling them to the bone.

On Saturday night, I was glad to see my Eklektos friends at supper. There was a piece of bread stuck to my brand new Puma shoes, though.

Now, would you find these rowdy pilak and bread-on-the-floor in Singapore? I doubt it. But then again, would you be able to get your original Tuaran Mee there either? Nah.

Hmm. It may just be that it's that green on every side.

And if any of you do NOT attend Revo, I shall cause you every hurt.

It's not as if I'm not already, anyway.