the ridiculous and all-consuming sort

do you remember the days and people of our youth

and then i remember how it all ended. how the future no longer was a future together, how the love we paid a great deal for became worthless and how everything and everyone just got messed up. very messed up. life became a crazy game of conquest for both of us; i remember the nights i spent at clubs, the nights i got devastatingly drunk and the nights i abandoned all. and how after you there were a couple of others, a couple of other similarly situated souls whom i regularly shared weekends with and with whom i did the same things as we've done before.

we were just young and brash then. not anymore. i have a new 'him' now, and 'we' no longer refer to the same people. things have changed, we have mellowed down and life just ain't that exciting anymore. life is now staying in school doing tutorials, having zi char for dinner after, camping it out at macs writing memorials, the occasional shopping spree in town. life is no more overwhelming like how it was. but well, some things you have to give up.

the way we get by

i remember i used to write more before i entered law school. i mean, even if you just scrolled down and looked at my pre-lawsch entries, you would realise that my entries werent mostly of photos and like 3 lines of text like how they are like now. maybe it's because i'm happier, love-life wise, than how i was in 2006, pre-lawsch and therefore, no more emo-moments which warrant long emo entries. or maybe, i'm just too busy to even think about things, let alone sit down and type stuff. i guess i could, in between all that studying when im slacking (which isn't too infrequent) but somehow i tend to spend a lot of time window shopping online...

anyway, the point is that i'm so so so glad you are dead, you fat arborist(s)! ( : still, i can't believe that i spent 14 hours in school on the eve of chinese new year , holed up in a classroom between 10am-midnight! memorial madness really, it was crazy, submitting it on ivle at 2357, 2 minutes before the ridiculous 2359 deadline. i was on tenterhooks and considering to just send in my memorial without the stupid page references in the table of authorities. doubt it would have mattered anyway but fuck, it's over! before moots and memorial-rewrite madness all over again, yay. lawr is madness (a conclusion at the end of the paragraph is essential to complete the crupac structure and to reiterate your point, children).

oh well. am glad the mid-sem break is here. all our other tutors are kind and will be loved, for not dishing out midsem assignments/tests. thank god. this week, i will go out with my girls (like finally!), go shopping (i need to spend some moolah), lazy an afternoon away reading stuff or watching oc at some starbucks and just C-H-I-L-L <3

oh and maybe, happy chinese new year?
it's haebeehiam and bak-kwa time! ( :

tonight's making valentines

z brought an awfuly chocolate cake to the study room and we managed to spread the love (:

so yes, it's been more than 5 lovely months - happy valentines' day to you, my mr eligiblebachelor! <3> enjoyable ( :

and to my girls, happy vday (: i'm glad we're all happy, mostly.

The M Word

memorial is depressing. so much to think through, so much to write, so little time. i can't decide if i want the rest of this week to pass by quickly or to slow down :/

but anyway. photos. can you tell i'm procrastinating.


on friday, before we escaped to town (:


cameo by kennedy


desiree beek glenda


photographic evidence how mich=shane


glenda at b&j's



oh and some gay dude is on cleo this month ( :
oh and happy vday, maybe?

we can see the future

on monday michelle offered to lend me her cigarettes and a helmet to match my black skinnys. on tuesday, mok said that skinny is too mainstream. on wednesday we got high at holland v, over cheap happy hour pints of erdinger in the afternoon and spent hours laughing at each other and trading secrets. on thursday silly me wondered about who liked who more and today, josh thinks that schoolgirls are kinky.

oh and here, am proud of my fine taste in eyecandy when i was in jc.