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and i finally got hit back into reality that tekong is right there waiting for me tomorrrow.

i really had great times the past few days. the late night outs to everywhere and anywhere. the morning breakfast with my besties. the car ride in clarisse’s. the times in oops. the dinner with them. hanging out with the lesbis (which made me much of a fag stag. hah). a meet up with the css band ppl. japanese with jo and kaur. sheesha with the sec sch mates. finally meeting up with gorgeous ross. clubbing sessions, pubbing. always out with cindy. omg.. i was going home late almost everyday.

im really touched, awfully grateful and extremely appreciative to have friends like them. it’s like, you’ll begin to realise that you dont need a special someone to make you live happily ever after. u still have ur friends who will cheer u up, and be emo together with u.

it was a whirlpool of emotions the past few days too i guess. like, everything happened at the least expected moment and it was all like deja vu all over again. often the time i see myself alone, living off an unhealthy habit of smoking.

was in a club the other day and it hit upon me that, i’m much stupid. it seems that all along, the someone that i used to be close to is the someone that i’ve taken a liking for. we were close, went out together often and i thought it was just a mutual platonic feeling. only went she got attached recently that i felt the pinch, the kick on the butt. oh, wells. i got stupid when it comes to this kinda ting. fuck, i even rejected kisses, how could i. hah.

i finally met ross after a long freakin time. missed that big mean sista. she so bitchy, bitches hate her. our meetup was pretty much impromptu. got her to tantric last night before heading to play. was great being with her.

it sucks to see that while things are looking on the bright side, i had to be drafted to tekong so soon.

so this blog will go on a few weeks hiatus. as much as i miss people, it isn’t the end of me. it is just the end of my freedom. hah.

this would be the phase, in which all old men would say, when boys become men.

goodbye freedom, helllooooooo tekong! woots.