I've been caught up in a sea of birthday celebrations lately,
from deer and bak kwa's, to our superstar's, to "sista" Adam's,
and finally to newname's fren's.

I've always enjoyed bday celebrations cos that's the one time pple get together for the simple reason of celebrating the birth of another.

It's sweet and touching in its simplicity,
and almost always,
emotional.

Maybe even more so as we all turn 21,
that significant point in life.

As quoted by the "Getz" last night, " When you get the REAL pink IC "

Ok, more accurately,
while most of us turn 21 anyway
(bak kwa and deer not inlcuded. The lao peh pehs.... -_-!!)

At Deer and Bak Kwa's,
I was awed by the realisation that it is possible to form meaningful friendships in uni.
It's not easy,
but it's possible.
While everyone's busy projecting a cool image about themselves,
while everyone's engrossed in trying to enhance their self-image,
there still are people who are less guarded and who genuinely cares.

Even if they're SUPER kopitiam-kiao ka-la kopi-peh pehs.
Lol~

Our Councillor VP shed tears at his party.
Somehow,
I know it's not possible,
but it feels as if his tears cleansed away the remnants of whatever misgivings I once held of him.
Vividly, I recall that I did not particularly hold alot of respect for him during my JC days.
Somehow, I always thought the worst of him,
and associated him with the NATO stereotype
(No Action Talk Only, reminiscent of a certain VP in ZHSS Prefectorial Board).
He never struck me as someone sincere.
And that impression stuck all the way until recently,
until the Taiwan incident,
when I began to doubt my previous judgements.
He truly is that nice.
And from what I heard abt the "ever-ready" orientation pack,
he truly is THAT naive boy-boy. Lol~

I liked it when Adam kinda screamed in my ear while I tried to educate the cab uncle
about the merits of "safe speeding for a meaningful cause".
Perversely I enjoyed it even more when he asked in his unique adam-liness
"So now N*t's more important than me alrdy is it?Hmmp!!" Lol~

That Saturday night,
I felt like I was back in JC again.
Maybe a little older,
a little wiser.

It wasn't all laughter and joy though.
And although I was glad noone morphed into Bryan Chan over the years,
I was a tad taken aback by what age had done to some of them.
Sadly,
they're no longer the simple-minded boys that I once knew.
Hopefully,
they do know what they're doing,
and hopefully they're happy in their own way.

Let's hope life's kind to all of us!

The latest round of bday celebration ended eventful September beautifully.
I woke up today feeling as though...
I know it doesn't really make sense but

*struggles to find the words*

it feels as though September is a very heart-warming month,
very befitting the greenday song "when september ends"

The star of the finale of september celebrated his big day in a comparatively small way.
It was a simple dinner at Brewerkz,
with drinks of cause,
(Yes Brewerkz again. What's with Brewerkz and men anyway?)
and a small group of people.
It was special because of the way I got to be acquainted with this guy.
He is not my friend,
as in,
he is my friend,
but more than that,
he makes up 1/3 of galpal's 男朋友s.
It ended the month of bday celebration nicely simply because
despite the weird combination of people,
despite the mini friction among the girls,
despite the heart-pain I felt whenever I look at zee,
and see her stoning,
despite the concern I felt whenever I see Dew lapsing into her autistic mode,
which means she's bored or feels neglected,
despite the tiresome entertaining of my gals,
I was really touched by how much the bunch of them loved one another.

It started in the afternoon when I had the opportunity to observe da tou and galpal at work.
Their persistence,
their resolution,
their desire of wanting to give him the best,
the best bday celebration yet.

As the night went on,
watching the table,
and the bunch of them last night,
I felt an inexplicable happiness.... for galpal?
Lol~ Which is weird cos she's not even the bday gal.
And I didn't feel that touched at her bday (too much alcohol probably)
ok, I don't know how to express what I'm feeling,
but I just felt really touched last night.

So yup,
let whatever pictures I have do the talking then.

Introducing the bday boy
with the 21 colourful nipples,
I mean, mini cupcakes instead of the traditional bday cake
For tt he is forever indebted to galpal n I.
Downing 21 mini cupcakes is definitely kinder than 21 donuts isn't it?


A closer look at the mini boobies tt galpal n painstakingly balanced from Raffles Place to Clarke Quay.



Dew with her Lychee Martini equivalent at Timbre.
For those interested, exact add is

Timbre@ the arts house
1 old parliament lane
#01-04
Singapore 179429

The band on Sat has a guitarist/vocalist who looks like xiao gui.
Merits of the band has to be tt they perform pretty mainstream stuff,
stuff tt u can sing along to.
Well, tt's about all I liked bt it.
xiao gui and the mainstream stuff.
lol~

So anyway,
my fave boy-trapped-in-a-girl's body finally turned up sometime past 11.

That's our way of PDA btw.
She likes it rough.
GRR!!!!!

Don't believe me?
Here's a clearer shot.

See that look of pure unadulterated bliss on her face?
Ok, I know wat ur thinking.
I look like a serial pervert.
A violent one nonetheless.
But hey, I'm not always ruthless k?

I can be lady-like too.
See?
It all depends on who's with me.
And Dew brings out the gentle side of me.
She has this aura abt her tt keeps me grounded and steady.
My future wealth manager!!!

You know you're besties when the ur colour combinations match with incredible frequency,
that is,
without prior arrangements ok!!
Remember tt lady in red always wears her long thick hair down,
and remember tt lady in red's wearin a sexy tube....

Wow!!!Lucky guy got to spend his bday with 5 gals.
woohoo!!
Althoh the pics look like it,
it is not so.
Apparently I realised tt I was too engrossed in messin ard wit d gals tt I completely
missed out the others.

Anyway,
U gals can quit callin me tou-sao le k?
Why?
Cos it's OVER.
*weeps daintily*
He hates it tt I always tie my hair
and he hates it tt I'm all covered up.
He's into long-haired girls who show off their shoulders.


See what I mean?
See how good they look 2gether?
As a bestie,
I can only give them my blessings.
Forget jia-di and huo-da,

jia-di and da-tou is the NEW RAGE now k!!!

Thanks for inviting the gals n me Mr Tan Yee Kiat!
And Phua Ewe,
U'r always remembered even in ur absence!

Well, no matter how exciting the event,
there're always moments for stoning....

:X

Wish you were there ewe,
truly.... :)

ANG GEK TING, THIS IS ESPECIALLY FOR YOU.




Weather's fine and blogowner finds it a cause for celebration cos she FINALLY can go out for her evening jog.
She's been getting lazy and fat with all the social activities and calories intake.
She promises to blog proper soon.
Soon....
Soon.....

The young at heart tells the young last friday that she's behaving too old for her age.
The young at heart says that for someone that young,
she shd be out with guys,
zealous in the pursuit of joy and experimentation.
She shd not talk as if she's been in numerous relationships
She shd not talk as if she's suffered numerous burns before.

The young told the young at heart a story that day.
A story of a teenage girl who,
having discovered a picture of her mother in her twenties,
began a conversation,
which started out light-hearted and ended melancholic.

The teenage girl exclaimed to her mother that she was crazily gorgeous in her younger days.
And her mother,
as usual,
replied "yeah, I know. Till now, I've always why I married ur dad."
The teenage girl broke out in laughter.

Although she knows that such exchanges always ends with her mother repeating the same lines,
she laughs every single time.

But this time,
her mother grew serious.

"You know, the reason I married ur dad...was because I had no other choice"

The teenage girl laughed.

"Oh yeah? I thought u always said that u haf countless admirers vying for ur attention ALL THE TIME"

"That was when I was younger. By the time I was thirty-two, I was considered left on the shelf. Your dad appeared at the right time, so well, we got married.

Don't keep saying that ur not gonna get married.
Don't keep having the mentality that u wanna remain single.
I used to believe in that,
when I was younger,
when life was vibrant and I believed that I can do anything.

Before you know it,
all the beauty has faded,
all the opportunities that cld've been have alrdy come and gone
and when u begin to realise that all ur friends have begun a new chapter of their lives,
when whenevr u meet up,
u realise that u no longer fit into their circle of conversation,
u don't haf much choices left"

Her mother looked sadly at the picture of her youth,
smiling back at her,
frozen in eternity.

The teenage girl used to believe that her parents love each other.
Naively,
she only thought that with time,
love merely mellowed into a form of obligation,
a form of responsibility.

Maybe more like a slow burning fire in the fireplace,
the kind that warms gently,
instead of the fireworks kind,
or an inferno that engulfs the whole being,
making them feel truly alive.

"If you're really determined to be alone all ur life,
u've gotta really be prepared.
U'll regret it if u give in to loneliness.
U noe,
if I not for ur brother and u,
I think I wld haf left ur dad a long time ago"

The young believes that it doesn't take being in a relationship to learn lessons.
She believes that stories would do as well.

The world,
unlike popular beliefs,
is not like a fairytale.

Explosions of fireworks are beautiful,
but short-lived.
What's the point of owning such beauties when you know that they won't last?
They'll merely melt away
until all that's left is the blinding dark that's the night itself,
leavin you wanting more.
Even if someone manages to capture it for you,
it's merely an illusion of the real thing.

It does not take a wrecked marriage,
or many failed relationships for a person to see the fruitlessness of such pursuits.
The young admires the young at heart,
for her courage to keep trying,
despite the painful precedence set by her parents.

But then again,
the young does see the effects in the young at heart.
For despite all the courage she possesses,
enabling her to jump into all these relationships,
she carries with her the mentality
"I'll make it good, while it last"
She neither believes in the sanctity of marriage,
nor the eternity of the frivolous emotion called love.

So until someone manages to keep giving the young fireworks,
or until she learns to be self-contented and live with the attitude that the young at heart advocates,
no fireworks for her.

Truth be told,
neither the young at heart,
nor the young,
is really THAT young after all.

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Now on a lighter note,
a little update on what zee thought of as a very "happening life".

Sunday was spent curled up in bed cos I was dead sick.
Either that,
or POA is just damn boring.
But then again,
since I woke up today sounding like a toad,
I suppose it isn't POA.....

On sat,
Galpals and I trained down to Chinatown to satisfy galpal 1's craving for authentic korean food.
It's super good!!
But the most important thing is,
it's super economical!!!
Highly recommended for poor students like us!!


The pictures made it look like we had a feast,
but in honest truth.....


yeah, we had a feast.
Do not believe it when someone tries to convince u tt guys eat more than girls.
Trust me, the 3 of us polished off EVERYTHING on tt table,
plus deserts that weren't....

And talk abt coincidence,
we even caught a few familiar faces ard.
There was Lia*** in masquerade.
*girls, I went to stalk her blog, AGAIN. And I'm VERY convinced tt it IS her!!!

Then there's newname's fren, lookin uber dashing in tt pose of his!!


Now check out tt uneven tan on his arms!!!ooh~Sexy!!
Galpal darlin, r u sure d story of faye and ah qin won't happen?
I'll try my best not to guess his choice of dinner so accurately k?

On next,

we had a really difficult time locating him,
but we eventually spotted da tou!


k, k, tt isn't really him,
it's just tt in the beginning,
we THOUGHT it was he.


This is he.
Now darlin galpal, r u sure the story of Big S and Zai zai ain't gonna happen to u?

lol~

Wed evening was spent eventfully on my first trip to Zouk!!
Spank spank was disappointed tt he didn't manage to b the one to share my first time there.
oh well,
I know he isn't a petty dude when he surprised me with a huge hug from the back today,
making my day :)
Back to Wed.

It was a long long time since I last clubbed.
Feelin was just as shiok!
It was as I've remembered.
The feeling of "no rules",
of liberation,
of just whiling the night away,
drink and dance
drink and dance.

Meaningless,
brainless,
just a sea of bodies bobbing to the beat.

Wo was as wonderful company as I remembered.
Her "highness" was contagious and her quirky moves hilarious!
But above all, it was her ATTITUDE tt rocks balls man!!
dear wo, don't feel paiseh abt ur dance moves k? They've got PERSONALITY and INDIVIDUALITY. Besides, u managed to dian the ah pui~ LOL!!!
Let's make these night outs a regular in our busy busy lives yah?
Afterall, if we're not going to party the night away while we're young,
are we gonna do this only when we're old? :p

First time clubbing with da tou.
I was a little worried initially.
And as the night wore on,
I got even more worried.
Cuties at Zouk kept me entertained for awhile,
but watchin the cutsy in black striped shirt mumbling away the forbidden word "SIAN"
with a emo look on his face tore at me.
Thanks for not being a bitch abt it tou!!
Besides the occasional complaint tt he had to pay entrance fees twice,
besides the time when he was lured away by the semi-drunk girl,
he was useful to have ard,
especially when there are jerks with roaming hands.

No pics of Wed cos none of us photographed well that night.
Will dress up in future, will also get WO to dress up in future!!
SOMBA!!

There were many firsts that wed.
Take the afternoon itself for example.

Galpal and I, together with our excited, apprehensive self,
met up at raffles place.

After searching around for awhile,
we finally found the place we were looking for.
It was a little ulu, but well, we were poor students,
what are we supposed to do?
After a while,
we found the courage to walk in.

It was much nicer than what we've expected.
The shock only came when we didn't get the double room that we requested for.
That was when trepidation built.
I mean, it was our virgin experience, and we thought,
with each other ard,
perhaps we wld feel more steadied,
ease the awkwardness,
and maybe,
even look out for one another.

Unfortunately,
it wasn't so.

We were led to individual rooms.
It was small and dimly lit,
sparsely furnished with a bath area, closet for our belongings,
and a bed.


And once I entered, I was told.

"This is ur panty, ur shower cap, tower.
The closet is for ur belongings.
Try to relax and get urself ready,
I'll be back in 15 min?"

Right, so where did galpal and I go tt Wed? What experience did we have? Stay tuned for more!!! Hey Gorgeous~ is on and I'm off to watch TV!!

I'd always believed that it is extremely painful to be attending classes alone.

Yes,
I did joke about the prospect of me being a loner school nerd almost 2 yrs ago,
attending classes in my baggy, PJ-like tees and ugly glasses,
blending into the background and making the sch library my regular hang-out.

But the truth is,
I hated that image.

I even believed that I would not be able to survive the ordeal.

I attended my FIRST ever lecture ALONE today.
I was damn late.



And about half an hour later,
Mr SIM strolled over and tapped me on my shoulder.

I panicked.

Before anyone start having funny thoughts,
he wasn't tryin to hit on me.
It was merely an act of friendly greeting to a casual acquaintance.

That pat actually made me realise that the difficulty of attendin classes alone
doesn't lie in the "alone" factor.

I realised that I can be quite self-sufficient.
I'm perfectly fine with sitting there,
and just focusing on the lessons.

In fact,
I think I'm more attentive when I attend lectures alone. Lol~

What's unbearable is seeing acquaintances,
or rather,
being SEEN attending lectures alone by acquaintances.

You know,
people who are neither friends,
nor strangers?

It's the caught in the middle feeling that I don't particularly enjoy.

U don't feel like acting too friendly
for fear of making them feel obliged to invite u to join them,
fully knowing that joinin them and their friends wld make u feel like an uninvited guest
intruding in an exclusive party.

It's that feeling of not knowing what to do,
how to react
that I hate.



I thought my morning wld go downhill from then on.

What I did not expect is that,
I actually walked out of the lecture theatre feeling alright about 3 hours later.

And I even regained enuf of my sociable self
to engage in polite small talk with the people sitting around me.
I regained enuf of my sociable self to initiate a friendly goodbye to the same people who waved hello.

To Ms Phua and Ms Hung,
attending lectures alone has become a way of life.

To me,
my very weird experience today made me realise that,

Growing up isn't that difficult afterall.



Being independent isn't as tough as I imagined it to be.

Independent,
or lonely?

It's only a matter of perspective, isn't it?

On a lighter note,
allow me to share a little incident that occurred last week.

I was hanging out with gorgeous galpal last thursday at our
老地方 at far east.
I was sitting opposite her,
and I had this picture as my handphone wallpaper,





Cos,
yeah,
well,
I thot I looked pretty good in that pic

*shrugs* lol~

I AM VAIN.

So sue me.
Even average people have the right to feel hiao~ ok?


Right,
now,
why did I post the pic above,
overturned?

Cos that was what it looked like to gorgeous galpal,
and I felt obliged to protect her from the evil remarks that wld definitely follow
as the story unfolds....

Back to the story.


Galpal reached across the table and snatched up my ph.....

Stared at it for a full five seconds....

Her eyes became saucer-wide....

and her surprised exclamation ought to be filed as a classic.


"Eh!! That was me eh!! Hahahaha!
I thot she looked pretty
and I wondered who she is"


It is true.
Kumgong-ness is pretty contagious is it not?

The sacrifices galpal makes for me.
Tsk tsk~

I love u darlin~

I dun think there'll ever be another
who's willing to allow her brain to disintegrate
just to be with me.

Muacks~

So that's what it feels like to have too much alcohol running in my blood.

The alcohol of choice for the night was what they called Black Label,
and from what I understood it's some sort of whiskey.
They say that the power of that liquor is that it doesn't kick in immediately.
When you start feeling the effect,
it's usually too late.

I felt the effect about an hour later.

The slightly spinning world,
the slightly weighty head,
the urge to fall asleep.
The fear of giving in to that same urge,
afraid tt if I closed my eyes,
I'll lose all form of control.
The vision gets blurred by spots of black,
and images get merged together.

It feels very exciting,
and at the same time,
terrifying.

On hindsight,
it does feel alot like falling in love.

Getting drunk is ugly,
not to mention embarrassing.
And it's not as if I've not had enough embarrassment clouding my short 21 yrs of life.

I was at Wala Wala last night,
indulging myself with the company of gorgeous galpal, Da Tou and Newname's fren.
The band was good,
the lead's vocals blew me away,
plus,
she was charming.
So charming that if she hit on me,
I might just turn lesbian.

But then again,
Zee had always believed that my inclination was towards girls anyway....

I've always admired women like that.
They've about them this aura of self-confidence and this Hippies vibe,
like nothin in the world can get to them.
It's not naivete,
it's more like they've seen all there is to see in this world
and nothing fazes them anymore.
It's not that they've built a concrete wall around themselves to protect them,
while looking outside with eyes of fear.
It's more like their eyes are crystal clear,
so clear you'll feel like they're looking straight into your soul,
and they're like fluid water,
where you can't touch them.
It's like what Ms Wee calls "the spirit of a free-flowing atom" I guess.

I didn't get to hear the song I requested for.
But I supposed I alrdy got more than I expected from the outing.

Besides the nice chill-out spot,
I got to experience the thrill of speed-driving,
90 degree turning that had me flying across the backseat,
and colliding against Newname's fren (I'm sorry if I caused u any bruises!!!!)
the "demonstrations of driving prowess"

Lesson learnt tt I've got to watch my words in somebody's car in the future.
Especially if somebody's driving in future.

Like I said,
I don't want to die a virgin.

"You can forget all your worries,
forget all your cares and go Geylang,
everything's waiting
and Geylang
everyone's waiting for you~"

Now that I think about it,
I shd have just puked in the car,
sweet revenge.

footnotes: In case anybody's worried, I didn't exactly get drunk. In fact I was so wide awake that I cldn't fall aslp when I got hm. And no, I did not wake up with an achin head.
I woke up seriously starving.