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is currently an undergraduate student, and coping with her overwhelming commitments. I like long walks in solitude, cosy chats, usually sleep like a log, and beg your patience in tolerating my versatile humour

Today was simply guiltly self-indulgence - caught my first English movie of the year, He's Not That Into You. Totally chick flick stuff for the hopelessly romantics out there who fancy chance encounters that are totally life-changing. The sensitive guy is rather good looking ((: But I would love to read the book as well so I can compare the differences. Lunched at Carls', whoa what a humungous burger you have Mr Wolf! I really enjoyed the movie loads, because I am a sucker for sweet entanglements of the heart, and mushy reunions - but what really hit me most was that happiness isn't necessarily derived from another person, but comes within yourself and that sometimes simply moving on can spark that joy internally (: Gelares and Starbucks thereafter, not a particularly big fan of sweet stuff, but today was an exception because of the sweet company - thank you for the great time today, Nikki and Meena. I went home a content little girl albeit the failed clothes hunting. Sweet smses, thank you Aru aka lunch partner for remembering me on Monday, and to Slacker for reminding me not be down.

Tell me gypsy girl, with your swishing skirts of summer. Your pretty trinkets that adorn your framed face and those big soulful eyes that contain many a weeping willow's story. Tell me, what you see when your gaze into that crystal ball of yours. Unveil the future, gently blow away the wispy night clouds that engulf that little future. Read your tarot cards wisely, gypsy girl, delve into the possibility each sign beholds. Do you see a hooded stranger in the rain, faceless as the commutors, a lone figure waiting for something that may never happen? Or perhaps, Death in his magnificent moment, a persistent courtship with a damsel whose delicate ways proved a most irrestible temptation. Maybe, just maybe, you could see Fate, gentle and smiling, her sweet embrace. Or even the noble warrior of Time, a knight in shining glory as the razor sharp blades of his arrows caught up with His victims. Yet you remain silent, eyes unseeing, gaze unflinching as your calmly hold me captive. You are as vague as half written letter.

But perhaps, I would not want to know the future myself. Because I know not how I would deal with it even if I did.

Another week at work - have been gradually increasing my calls by the day, muchly pleased with that. Colleagues are great and super friendly; walk homes with YY, PJ who talks to himself, all-knowing Kit, and unflustered Chloe, oh oh and lunching with Aru (: Friday was E and PJ's birthday, apparently they sneaked out to get a pie and reheated it in the pantry, then we had a hushed happy birthday for both of them after work after the repeated "shhh" from the supervisors.
Monday was a bit sombre though, rest in peace Sir - you have lived a good life and I will always remember how you were so kind to offer me a lift back home in your car, first time was at the Archdiocesan Youth Day in 07. Be strong, my friend - the passing of a loved one is tough, but I believe you have the support and the strength to overcome this difficult hurdle in your life. I guess funerals and wakes are good in the sense that people come together and meet up after so long, saw Nikki and Jess and M and SYT after eons though the occasion was far from happy.
Thursday was tuition day again - this time travelling time was shortened thanks to Street Directory thankew thankew, but still stupidly got off a few stops early so I think I walked a few km to the place. Girl is conscientious, which is awesome, no need for a lesson plan because she already has one haha, which makes life easier.
Friday was dinner with Carmen -sinfully delicious dumpling noodles and catchup before heading over for Fuel (: Sessions are good, managed to have a deep convo with my cell CHOSEN with pleasantly amiable company. Then off for ice cream and this time I had enough monehh.
The NTU seminar was okay I suppose, the CS talk was rather engaging but the location still puts me off -lunched at Subway with Fishy and Jelly dropped by for awhile, bumped into alot of CJ kids and YJ old classmates, wah wah saw some familiar couples as well heh.
Today's 5KM run/walk was a good experience even though I was so exhuasted that I fell asleep for 3hours including the nap in the car. Need I mention that I have no upper body strength whatsoever, because according to my mum, I don't even try in the first place haha. Off for Must Seed now, canteen's coming up and need some sponsorship funds, donate la if you are nice and kind :D

P.S I am quite annoyed actually that I could not renew my book, now must wait for it to hit the shelves. Hmph.

It's going to be almost a week already, and I just want to thank all my dearest friends for cheering me up and asking me not to think too much about it. I still get reminded of her from time to time and it brings back a rush of nostalgia, but at least now I don't cry anymore when I remember the way she used to smile.
Interview was quite screwed up. I didn't even say I wanted to study English, so I guess it was kind of a step in the wrong direction from then on. But Fripps said, hey at least it won't sound like your answers are manufactured so I hope they find my answers genuine and from the heart haha. I think I'm probably the only candidate to apply morality and philosophy for the economic recession.
After 2 weeks of mind-numbing work, I kind of have alot of mixed emotions regarding it. It's quite demoralising when you fail your second quiz in a row even after gruelling intensive sessions. But the friendly people there make up for it la -BIT people are the most infectiously enthusiastic bunch of people to talk to, yesterday's lunch at MOS with the IIT people was quite cosy, and I really enjoy playing Cooking Mama on YY's gadget! Oh and on Thu, I answered calls! I was really not looking forward to it at first, given my fabulous grasp of answering enquiries, but my buddy really helped me alot and I was soon on a roll answering.
I went for my first tuition session, got off the bus 5 stops earlier so had to do my personal Standard Chartered Marathon and arrived 10 minutes late. Thank goodness, the lady is so nice and hospitable - she was so worried that it might be dark on the way out and offered to reschedule to the weekend. What a considerate mum (: I need to go revise all my old work now haha.
I am going for the NTU Admission talk later on with my beloved ringleader - we may have lost a member but we are still a pretty intact fishbowl.
It's V-Day and Joce needs to learn how to move on. I miss how it was always celebrated in IJ and CJ; now all the prices are affected by inflation and there's so much of unhealthy commercialization but I guess one thing that people will always remember on this day is to thank and affirm all the special people around us (:

I can't really remember how our first meeting was like, after all we were in the same class. We used to sit together at the back at the Thomson site, with Vic on the other side - three in a row. She was incredibly lame - I guess that made a natural connection from the start. We cracked up over the lamest puns, the War of the Handphones, the English article Mrs Siow gave us to read over the excessive use of "My God". Much to Vic's chagrin, who was grumpy on Fridays and high on Thursdays. And then we used to shake our heads alot whenever she went into her sketching of a certain someone's name on her maths graphing paper.
At the new site, we sat down one day and talked about what we wanted to do, where we wanted to go from O levels. She was quite keen on AJ, and me undecided as always. We talked about KI, how her mother said maybe she wasn't the type to take on such a high level subject although both of us wondered what it was like taking it. But I guess, we didn't really feel the separation wherever it was we wanted to go, after all we would have seen each other in NUS , we didnt' see ourselves anywhere else either. I think she wanted to do Econs at that time, I'm not sure.
I remember her handwriting. It was usually a messy scribble, with her famous black ink. Her transparent box file, where she kept a stack of worksheets. I remember how I used to walk into the council room after school and sometimes see her doing her work, studying, writing furiously. She liked to write out whatever she knew, it helped her memorise better. And I'd think to myself, that hey I think I should be just as hardworking as she is.
She loved shoes. She mentioned it quite a fair bit, her fetish she said.
She loved to sing, she had this amazing voice which she put to use whenever our class had to organise Mass.
She was an exceptionally talent at acting as well, not that she was in Drama but she involved herself in the school's drama productions like Whizz and she was very expressive when in action.
She called me her worthy English rival, and we used to compare our grades for English and read each other's essays giving each other helpful pointers.
The only thing we probably worried about was the canteen queues, and maybe our parents' curfews - we weren't allowed to attend most council/class gatherings so the only times I probably hung out with her was during duty.

I wish I could have that time back, to relive those memories. Just reading her letter, or looking at pictures of Fishbowl, it makes me bawl. I couldn't focus at work yesterday, because everything kept reminding me of her. Even the way we sat at our desks, and how she said I
might fall over because I kept rocking my chair.

Her smile is radiant. She is radiant, even when she claims that she has her imaginary pimple above her lip which only she could see.

I love you Jac. I hope you are having a whale of a time up there, in your peak form. At least now I have something to look forward to, in event of my demise. Save a seat for me okay.

Exciting weekend rather, or at least, jam-packed schedule which had alot of rushing here and there, I haven't eaten like a proper Indian Indian meal with rice and curry and even if I did it's at irregular hours. Oh dear me, my poor stomach has already been through the Inquisition during 01 last year haha not again I hope. Saturday was Facil Training in school! (: OH BOY I AM VEH EXCITED CAN U TELL :D Original plan was to go GOL with Salim but stupid boy, only signed out on Sat afternoon so I miss called Salameh thrice before she woke up at 822. She was late. Albeit the unearthly hour, going back to school was gr8. Srsly. Met up with the teecheers - Leongs, Yeow, Li etc. It's quite of a letdown that we weren't doing mass dance I was looking forward to it oh well, Monday's gonna be a blast then!
Then lunchies date with Ivan and Kathy who asked me to come early and then I waited for them! And I was reading my book (Plain Truth by Jodi Pi) and bumped into Randy&Co, and then later at Starbucks saw Ben. Lunched at Billy Bombers, price wasn't a bomb because the cost was split and GST kindly absorbed. Rushed home thereafter to catch Om Shanti Om, which btw has a really incredulous plot but the pretty people and exagerrated satire of the film awards make up for it. Then it was mu se time: CANTEEN CANTEEN IS ON THE 29TH OF MARCH, WE ARE LOOKING FOR SPONSORS IN TERMS OF MONETARY/FOOD CONTRIBUTIONS PLEASE! (: I'd email you all pretty soon, please let me know k, can be any amount and it's going towards our printing costs for the newsletter!
Quite a stressful time deciding the stuff, had a pretty long-drawn and insightful talk with Wong thereafter till 11plus and then headed home.
Sunday was mu se time again: this time potluck at Ryan's place! Small turnout, but it was pretty much FUNFUNFUN (: I LEARNT MAHJONG SO PROUD OF MYSELF! Friends, please invite me next time for any session but sorry I don't bet with money so yeah (:

I really appreciate this weekend loads, because all the interaction with church people plus Fuel and CJ has put a spring in my step and a song in my heart - natural adrenaline! God, I pray that Fotizo will be a mega successs and that you will instill the Facils with the enthusiasm and dedication that will guide them for the next 6 days.
As Fishy puts it, ROAR!

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