Listening to: Somewhere out there - Linda Rostadt & James Ingram

You know you're getting old when you prefer class95 to Perfect10 =/


Just got home from a lil class outing with Irene, Tim, Shimin, HuiJing, Yuchen, Serene, CK, Eugene, Jenny and KF (well technically speaking Jenny isnt from my class.. but she spent so much time hanging out with 00S21 that.. well.. she's practically family, that sorta thing. And KF.. was erm.. just there coz Jen was.)

HuiJing and Serene were the only punctual ones I think. Tim did a lil detour on the cab to pick Shimin and I up.. so we reached there at about 6.15.. (we were supposed to meet at 6..) Aaaanyway.. by the time CK reached, it was like 7.. =/ now we know who to tell we're meeting at 5 when it's supposed to be 6.

Because of certain LATECOMERS... dinner started only at like.. 7.30? 8? The fish and chips we had were.. alrite, i guess. It wasn't fantastic or anything, but it was cheap. After which, we dropped by TimB's new err.. boardgame place. It was apparently the opening night of his joint, so we dropped by and stayed to play an hour or so. the gaming was free :p Rene and I felt bad, so we decided to order more food..

erm. for those who dont know.. TimB = Choir Senior from NJC. Tim.. is well.. good old Tim.

We dropped by eskibar but there weren't seats.. pity. So we ended up in "the rest room".. as opposed to the "bed room" and .. some other "room" which I can't remember. And apparently.. one of Jen's friends was managing those bars... so we chilled there for.. awhile, I guess. More talk and gossip.

I didnt leave the bar plastered/high. for a change :p

Once again, thanks to Tim for sending me home.. I remember he once told me I should learn not to take certain things for granted. I assume the "sending home" is one of those things :P

I spent the night wondering about those I used to call "my best guy friends"..
And.. I cant help but feel it's pretty one-sided. It's like.. Mmm.. take Eugene for example. He was like.. my best guy friend in JC. I told him.. just abt everything.. shared thoughts.. fears.. and various confusing things in the life of a 17 year old. Looking back.. I think he just listened for most and tried to say whatever comforting words he could think of. I realize I know very little of him.. and for that 2 years.. I did nothing but.. talk. He's never really shared things with me.. so.. yeah.. like I said.. pretty one-sided. He once said that was not the case. That guys simply didnt blabber abt "unimportant" things like girls =/ whatever.

Come to think of it.. I wonder who I'm really close to now. I dont confide in ppl like I used to, I think. I talk about.. things that happened the last outing.. or what I did on my trip.. a lil of my worries maybe. But.. there simply isn't ANYONE I share everything now with. I wonder if that's what happens as you grow up. There isn't a "somebody" I call and cry to.. there isn't a "somebody" I think of immediately to call/tell when I'm feeling down or pissed.. Feels a lil weird sometimes.

It's 1.30am and I'm still wide awake. Don't really feel like playing.. I wish I could just.. pick up the phone and call someone .. to talk. Someone who.. understands. Then again, it's just wishful thinking. Chances are I'm going to stay in bed with my eyes closed, and find some place to bury whatever unpleasant thoughts/feelings I'm having.

And before this degenerates into a "self pitying" post.. I'm gonna remind Shimin: my hair treatment... bring it next week pls :p I TOLD you I'll forget abt it and you'll carry it home =/
So yeah, next week.

Night guys.