Nostalgic

Exams finally ended with the last paper this morning! I'd lunch with TWC at Uno's, and as usual, we spent the rest of the noon chatting and bitching over salad and tea.

Thereafter, I came back home and browsed through some old pictures both in my redbook (new name for my red lappie) and Facebook. Flashbacks of the frequent gatherings in the ER (entertainment room in our matrimonial home), drinking sessions with my fav clubbing partners, hanging with my girlfriends, etc, flooded me in waves. I miss those good ol'days so badly now, that I wish I had all my good pals here with me to bask in happiness together for the next 2 weeks. The nights we spent making merry, and dancing non-stop for 4 hours straight; those stamina, I wonder where had it all gone to. The bitching sessions, through cups of tea and plates of sushis, were what made my life so full of colours. I yearn for those days when I could get a girlfriend out at almost anytime of the day just at a push of a button, and spent the rest of the day lazing together. When we gossiped about the bitchiest girl while having our nails manicured, when we faked appointments to go for massage sessions together, and when we talk about guys and fast cars in coffee joints. These were pure life's pleasures. Friends, I can never live without. Though we're half a globe apart, and uncontactable via my faulty Starhub IAD, I know I am still very much a part of my friends' lives, just as much as they are part of mine.

When Stress Gets into Me

I ate practically non-stop today, esp during the later part of the night. Here's what I had:

12pm: Lunch consisting of rice, pork with bittergourd n egg
3pm: 2 pcs of double choc cookies & some popcorn
6.30pm: Extremely heavy dinner; finished e entire bowl of beef noodle when I normally only managed 3/4 bowl
8pm: Curry puff
11.30pm: More popcorns and pork with bittergourd (leftovers) for supper

I stepped on the scales at 11.45pm, and not surprisingly, gained 1kg. Sick!

Coils Needed

for burning midnight oil. I see many long nights ahead... with instant noodles, cans of coke and ice-tea as my companions. Oh, if you haven't know, the minimal amount of caffeine in coke and tea is sufficient to keep me awake through the entire night.

With just a week to the 1st paper, I am still busy clearing the last 4 assignments, and have yet to start on my revision. God help me! Or maybe I'm just hopeless. I do good at nothing, except constantly asking for God's help when I'm in perils of bad time management.

Finals...

AGAIN! Ten more days... As usual, I've yet to start my preparations. Too many assignments, projects and an upcoming presentation is making me insane.

Thereafter, it'll be my 2-week long Springbreak and our Mt. Rushmore trip!

Bruised

I feel like dying. I want to go home, back to the safe sanctuary, to my parents' arms, where I receive unconditional love and protection. I hate my life, and everything that I thought was perfect.

Parents are the only greatest joy. Friends provide unconditional support. Juxiang and Yueniang gave me strength.

Teleport me back to SIN immediately!!!

Today

1) I went to school just for a 30-min discussion on a freaking Friday
2) The temperature shot up to 19 degree c, right smack in the middle of Winter
3) I felt extremely hot in my coat on the way home cos of (2)
4) I snacked on popcorn and will be having yoghurt and Ben n Jerry's after this
5) I promised and will try to stay away from "小娘惹" because
6) I have to complete my VBA assignment
7) I felt old, cos I think I lost all interest to club and to get intoxicated
8) we have a new join in WH; Savita will be here for a couple of mths
9) Zhiwei, Hubby and I will be having dinner with Savita, after picking her from the airport tonight
10) is one day before the day when most of the gang will be back

That's my day.

Of my Sisters, and Me

Mummy called 5 mins ago to annouce one of the greatest news. I'm so proud of Mel's achievements. Just 7 months ago, I was glorified by Geri's accomplishments. Now I have another chance to blow my trumpet. =P

"Does that make me a loser", I asked hubby after I hung up. "If both of them were to marry men in the same profession, does that make u, the eldest son-in-law, a loser too?" Hahaa, of cos these were nonsensical questions. Anyhow, I was motivated by hubby's reply to my 1st qn, "Successful finance people make the most money, it depends on if u choose be a loser yourself." Since Hubby's a professional too, and most importantly, since he is bringing in the dough, I should honour what he does. Right.

That aside, I'm nothing but proud of my 2 sisters, so it doesn't matter if I am the loser among the 3 of us. However, I do not want to jeopardize my parents' pride by being THE loser among the achievers. Thus, I'm all charged up now!