Hey ....

Happy Chinese New Year … As usual, we’ll have our steamboat dinner and occasionally take a sip of Gordon Blue plus green tea. After that will be gambling time and tidbits & cookies marathon as we will stuff ourselves up with tons and tons of sweets and delicacies. Nice… But I still don’t get the ‘’CNY feeling’’. Just don’t feel it… I just can’t get to feel that kind of excitement and anticipation that I use to have anymore. Is it that we are older now? Or is it due to our gloomy economy? I’ve no idea. It seems something’s missing, using a simple analogy it’s just like having a bowl of fish ball noodles without fish balls. Some things just remain the same… Good night…

Lost...

There’s a war going on in my heart and plenty of scorching thoughts colliding in my head, it seems like it’s getting tougher and tougher as I struggles to fight against the current which keeps dragging me back , won’t be updating till this weekend.

It's so fast, that I never notice it's been so long, it is sort of in me...

(Bring me back there.... )

So...this will be the typical blog entry that you guys read anywhere else. Had a great match with team Japan, It has been quite some time since I play basketball. Head down to town after that for dinner, walk a few rounds and can’t really decide what to eat and in the end settle down at Youth Park for Botak Jones. Ordered the black pepper chicken for today rather than the typical Cajun chicken. Highlight of this evening, we went to the Museum of Broken Relationships at the esplanade.
I feel that it’s very nice and definitely a place not to be missed if you have got nothing much to do over the weekends, interesting stuffs being displayed like the letters and objects that have witnessed the disintegration of love, accompanied by the stories of their donors. At the same time you’ll also be able to leave your confessions on the big book right at the entrance. I hope I’ll have the time to visit it again tomorrow as it will be the last day of their tour in Singapore. Will be out of town next week for a few days, and it will be the start of our 10 weeks long vacation, finally …!

Beautiful weekend, Tattoo show, a nice place, lovely and adorable kids...

I’ve got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it. It has been with me ever since then…
For now, I wish this last three weeks of the semester will end as quickly as possible , I really can’t wait for the holidays as desperately as I need it and to be out of school. Other than that I hope I could vanish into the thin air just for the time being, the truth is it still hit as hard this time round....

Same shit, different day.

(Virgin nightshot)

What a great start for this last three weeks of school. Sick and tired of this sickening routine.

A brand new year with a brand new beginning, seems to be completely sensible and logical. Paradoxically, the familiar sense of fear and shortness of breath still co-exists, somewhere at the dark corner waiting for its chance to strike again…