so last night was another one of those nights that i was being kept at home on a weekend. reason? for this sickening annual gruelling of the education system, which is synonymous with the term 'exams' .

but lol. i wasnt alone. yesterday , for the first time in a long while i actually sat by the com the entire day and talked. really talked to my friends.

so first it was kian, a sargie who's into mgs, ps3 and turntables and hahaha! whose mum watches him like a vulture with safenet patrolwatch ! . the entire afternoon , was with him , on very random stuff of invisible nudger on bill gates to ,down tempo , progressive musik and ah bengs.

then came along kennethphua, a interactive media design student/model/wongcheok's bf from nus who has 10 packs including his boobies, who's totally random and wants to have prata anniversary with me over at thomson. and whom we both suspect have gay tendencies! haha!
and whom, i gotta say, is as wretched as me. fancy watching reruns of a beautiful mind on the telly. HAHA! but it was good, i think we both had a good time last night. at least, he told me i cracked him up like mad, and hmmmm. hahaha he did tickle me with his total random and out of the blue remarks.

then den came back from work. a ceramist /photographer/soldier from lasalle.
alittle passive, alittle shy who carries that tinge of melancholic aura of an artist. alittle mysterious who's always trying to predict my handwriting and birthday.alittle runaway with his words. and who's really keen and nice enough to share with me all his favs on itunes. but i think it was good. :)


i like meeting new people.


i dont know. looking back. i am glad everything's over.
it feels as if a load's off my shoulders for good. and i think i am proud of myself for not associating with him and his online medium/outlets for over a week now. i dont know. i just didnt see the need to?

aaron was the threshold. somehow. after everything, nothing hurt that bad anymore. still, i didnt regret my relationship with him . :)

i hope this is the first and the last time i will ever have regrets on social relationships. well it's not that, i hate him,i cant esp when he just doesnt mean anything anymore?

oh well let's move on.
hmmm it's sunday today. and after tomorrow. everything's over, at least almost.
then i will have to start planning for my exchange prog next year.



The clouds above reflect the shape of all she's left behind.