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Our dinner is over at Prime Society tomorrow and I gotta make a reservation the minute I wake up geez. How time flies we are going to be 1 year old together soooon. This is my longest relationship ever. 1 year? I have never made it so far, definitely not without you.

Latest shot of us together.
Never trust a fart.
Be kind rewind.
I'm proud of you.
Ha nobody cares about what you think.
I'm counting down till Sunday that's when he'll be back from Japan
with mochi and hopefully an exquisitely casual yet feminine bag.
Needs to be more mascara-active.
Also high time to donate clothes to buy more clothes.
Refrain from any kind of conversation with colleagues when at work.
If conversation of any kind is needed, use one-liners actively and apply closing skills.
Pass driving please please I beg me.
Note that they are weird not me.
Catch up with friends that I ought to catch up with.
April Fool's Day is arriving.
Shortly after many will have Economic Restructuring Shares credited to their bank accounts.
And then Growth Dividends.
We <21 basically get nothing but have best under the sun.
Sun.
If not, Seasonal Affective Disorder looms ahead on the lack thereof.
My dad and I are bringing my only grandparent I have left to hospital tomorrow because she
hasn't cleared her bowels for a month.
(edit to add) I need to finish Wuthering Heights a-sap because I took an abnormally long hiatus.

How long does holidays last?

 

" We get used to living in back door apartments and not having another view but the windows around. And because there is no view, sooner or later we get used to not looking outside. And because we don’t look outside, sooner or later we get used to not opening the curtains. And because we don’t open the curtains sooner or later we get used to turning on the light earlier. And by getting used to, we forget the sun, forget the air, and forget the magnitude.
We get used to waking up in the morning exasperated because it’s time. To rush into breakfast because we are late. To read newspapers while on the bus because we can’t spare any time. To eat a sandwich because we can’t stop for lunch. To go home because it’s already night. To fall asleep in the bus because we are tired. To go to bed early and sleep heavily without having lived the day.
We get used to waiting the whole day only to hear over the phone: today i can’t make it.
We get used to it, so that we don’t get scratched by harshness, to preserve ourselves. We get used to it to avoid wounds, bleedings, to spare the heart.
We get used to it to spear life. Then little by little we wear out and wear out so much getting used to it, that we lose ourselves. "


Then little by little I wear out by the malicious drain of personal life and activities. Work is Cruelty.
Basically I have to brave through the rain of harsh verbal spats strangers put me through without an umbrella to call my own, and close off perilous conversations with the risks of provoking their petty pet peeves or calm members who are suffering from anxiety attacks talking to me and can't stop screaming their little heads out (yea anxiety attack for god's sake). Especially venomous their replies will be when I have to relate the non-disclosure of information policy that is not within my human means i'm just a public servant all in the right and wrong sense. I popped the question to my Pop regarding my intention to resign (after working for 2 full weeks) and all I get was "You can't. In the future, are you gonna quit like that?" I popped to Tim about it and he says, "I think you should do something you like in the future or else you will always quit."

And I can't stop thinking what is it that I want to do for the rest of my life.
I have the answer now, but it's about Courage this time 'round.
Save me from the tanjong hell.

Have you realised we are often the people we say we hate

Awesome works of Chema Madoz. http://haha.nu/creative/creative-photos-by-chema-madoz

Just attended New Balance party @ HV.
Got an office job (gonna be my first time not getting any allowance from dad).
Tim is adamant I'll get dismissed in two weeks' time. I disagree. So we each staked $50.
School is starting in August. Bored stiff at the thought of it - eager to resume campus life.
Attending function at The Singapore Flyer (ferris wheel) with Tim and his family next Saturday. Dining in the capsule will be radical.
Going to the zoooo tomorrow.
Kinokuniya-bookspree with Dad on Sunday. Have like a dozen novels to get according to list.
My mind is exploding. Love it