my.escape

domingo, febrero 20, 2005

[ 801. Week ]

Not having a computer really irks me at times. When you wanna talk about certain things that happened and you reached home to find no available means for you to record it on your blog. Argh. For the record, i'm at enghow's now blogging. Realize that i'm like an nomadic parasite... using people's computers anywhere and everywhere. Muahahahaha.....

Well, i took off on thursday. Surprisingly, i didn't plan for any meet ups with anyone whatsoever... haha. Slept till quite late, then went to tear down my room. Mom's been complaining that i haven't spent time cleaning up my room. Well, it's time for my biannual clean up and there i took 2 hours to move every single thing out of my room. By gosh, i had like more stuff that i thought i had. Ooops. And thereafter i took three days to pack everything in again... not to mention, thrashed six plastic bags and 1 carton full of stuff. And i'm not done with packing yet.

Aye aye. And yes, i went to cut my hair as well. In bishan. Those suckers in my neighbour charged a price of 15 to 26 bucks, which i jolly cannot afford with my current financial status. Well, on the way back, i actually overheard some interesting conversations on the bus. Not that i'm a eavesdropper, but the duo was simply sitting right behind me and the conversation was too animated to be missed.

The lady started by asking her friend, "Would you lend a mobile phone to a stranger?" then she went on to talk about how she actually bumped into a frail old man who wanted to borrow her mobile phone to call his family as he was too tired to walk on anymore. Seeing the pitiful state the old man was in, this lady offered to send him home instead, as she was waiting for her dad to pick her up. The lady called home, and asked her mom to hurry her dad as she explained the situation. The first thing the mom mentioned was "be careful, don't get cheated ok!" and the lady just rebutted "mom, don't be so skeptical can?"

The next incident she went on to talk about was a time when she did street sales for a roadshow somewhere in town with a friend. The friend spotted a little boy with lots of shopping bag sitting on a ledge nearby, and after a very long time, started to ruffled through the shopping bags and taking out things to eat and drink. Even after three hours, well into night time, the boy was still there, seemingly waiting for someone. Concerned, the friend told the lady about the little boy, and decided to go up to him and ask him if he was lost. The boy told her that he was waiting for his mother, and the friend offered her mobile for the boy to call his mom. The mom apparently was with a friend and totally forgotten about that she brought her son out to shop with her. And well, when the mom came back for the boy, the boy started crying, perhaps just letting out all the fears of loneliness that he hid for the past couple of hours. And just before he left, he dug through his shopping bags once again, took out a pack of sweets, ran to the friend of the lady who lent him the phone and gave her those sweets.

The lady went on the comment, isn't that the way the world should be? All sweet, simple and sincere. Why do people want to complicate matters. Somehow though it was short ride, but i was really touched by the little story told. If only the world could be simple.

Looking a little back further. Wednesday the unit had a "louhei" together. I wasn't feeling very well, so didn't really looked very up that day. Not to talk about the event actually, but something before that. The unit mixer was giving up problems, and i think it's time to get a new one. Haha. Ok, on a serious note, apparently i have been nominated for jan's best serviceman award, but was shot down big time for my attitude problem during the unit o grp. Well, no qualms about it, i do admit that i do carry the attitude with me. RSM came to talk to me about it, and very bluntly told me what went wrong. I wasn't upset that i didn't get it, but i told him this: i'd rather to be left alone doing my own things then to get unnecessary scrutiny like this. In the end? Only i get upset at the ugly truth. =)

Oh yes, went to club at chinablack with eric and the bravo guys on friday night. NUS Engin was having their bash, and having nothing to do, eric and i went in to talk a look at their stage events before ten. BAD idea. It was pretty sucky... but well, never mind. The crowd returned to normal slightly after eleven, when the bravo guys, along with 2lt sam and andy jr appearing. Booze and smoke, dance and fun were the orders of the night i guess, with platforms and sofas and vodkas and gaydances. Definitely aided in burning off some of those carbs eric and i inhaled while raiding sakae sushi for their buffet on the early two hours off given by boss dearest. Reached home just before dawn, and slept my way through the morning till i woke and took on part two of packing my room. Craving for soup, i left for soup spoon at about three on 133.

Oh you have to read this part: i was STALKED by a GUY in raffles city. OH MY GOODNESS. He first saw me at perlini's silver, and he followed me up to cards and such on the third floor. Thinking that it could be a coincidence, i went over to precious moments right at the other end of raffles city. And he was still there. To confirm my doubts, i went down to MPH, and he followed me there!! And he APPROACHED ME!!! The following conversation ensued:

Him: Hi, you looked... very familiar.
Me: Really? Who are you?
Him: I'm derek. Where are you studying?
Me: (going to faint) I'm... (contemplating) not studying.
Him: Hmmm... then where did you studied?
Me: sr. You?
Him: acjc. Let's talk outside?
Me: (followed him out)
Him: Err... are you gay or bi?
Me: (stared at him for some time) i have a girlfriend. (So sorry i lied.)
Him: Oh ok... i thought i found you familiar. You look cute anyway.
Me: (WHAT THE HELL!!!) Oh ok, thanks. See you around. (And i left.)

What the HELL?!?!?!?!? Oh GOD... please! I was traumatised by that incident for the rest of the day lo.

Ok... Let's move on dudes.

Today. Today was a good day. Because today was church day. Lalala. Wasn't feeling too well, feeling nausea the whole day. Wondered why. And now... i'm in enghow's place... typing this while he snoozes away at lala land...

Shannon left at 4:16 p. m..

gone.

will i be back?
i don't know.
maybe i've started elsewhere.
maybe never. again.

domingo, febrero 20, 2005

[ 801. Week ]

the guy

his wishes

his horizons

people.

tags

gone. will i be back? i don't know. maybe i've started elsewhere. maybe never. again.

domingo, febrero 20, 2005

[ 801. Week ]

the guy

his wishes

his horizons

people.

tags

gone.

will i be back?
i don't know.
maybe i've started elsewhere.
maybe never. again.