It’s just me.

Parents brought us to this world, therefore we owe them everything. Basis of filial piety, I shouldn’t be wrong to say.

Here’s a dad (not mine) who would say to his child, “I didn’t ask if I could bring you to this world, therefore you owe me nothing and I owe you everything.”

My weekend routine was badly distorted, all by a call from P; it ws sorta a last minute thing you see, and I had to miss a round of my reunion dinners! =X.. right…

Thanks to P too, I was given the privilege to join the VIP sector of chingay rockers (^_^)v Sure, it’ll be an experience of a lifetime.

It had started to pour, and I had to make do with socks soaked wet, bathed in the heat of the shoes’ interior for the rest of the night. Very very bad. Luckily my feet aren’t of stinky nature.

Then we have the really unpalatable bento set for dinner. The dawrf-sized halls were packed with hungry performers, where they had their fill. I just couldn’t help thinking the many people who walked these grounds of what could’ve been a terminal, now being auditoriums of the People’s Association. Images of the past laid before my eyes as if I was really there. Really. How strange.

Despite the depressing weather conditions, the chingay spirit wasn’t drenched at all… since the rockers were around!! Hahaz kidding. The rehearsal went on anyhow, and I must say the show is simple spectacular. I loved in particular the dance put up by little girls with graduation caps. Those young ones moving around so innocently in unison.. What a view! The Japanese aunties and uncles were just as entertaining! The last (Singaporean) item roared like dozens of real dragons would, dancing around with 500 participants! You should see it for yourself.

P wanted supper, so I brought him to the famous Yong He dou jiang you tiao stall down the street near lorong 9. To think he’s always been eating you tiao with mayonnaise for the last 17 years..! Dipping in soya bean must have been a thrilling first time. So in excitement, we ordered a little too much than we could take. He’d promised no you tiao for the next 30 days when the crave came back the day after.

This CNY can never be busier.

(From flickr)
I’ll try to remember.

Received my very first duty since becoming a member, since last week. The lens seems to be absorbing all the attention. But then it all went natural after a while. People got used to the roaming eye eventually. I must have been in an excited state, happily snapping away, for it didn’t take long to drain the battery dry. Mission complete, anyway.

I thought I could fail the test so that it’ll probably slap me in the face to remind me of my commitment. So I decided to save all of it for that very morning’s bus ride to school, after an incident the night before…

…Then Mrs Tan came up to me with a remark I least wanted to hear. “Tiong li… good… just some careless mistakes… but basically ok.” I was like.. WTH.

I’m really at a loss to explain how I could pass 2.4 with a D grade without a bull or shark.. or bananas:

I had ZERO confidence. Then I started jogging with feeble legs.

Perhaps determination is key. But seriously, I doubt I had any then. To think I even had the energy for a thumbs up or two.

This is such a miracle.

Randomly… (un) answered.

For the past few days, there seem to have a thing in common for both night and day; It’s been wet. And I couldn’t have asked for more. I always have an affinity for stormy days and rainy nights.

CCA bazaar. Couldn’t have been in a better spot… when I realised your booth was directly opposite mine. Couldn’t have been more coincidental.

A casual, harmless remark often is the most truthful. And a thought struck, which shook its very foundation of an idea. We’re back at the same question.

…Do I, or do I not?…

February 14th

As usual, with a little donation bag, I stood in the midst of streaming city walkers, doing some good deeds.

Up till then, everything went on quite mundance–Me, so mis-positioned in the middle of a passage way, expecting passers-by to come pay it forward themselves. How foolish of me to think that way. But it’s not as if my personality will allow something more.

Then two youths, seemingly the age of A level graduates, startled me with their sudden presence before me. They’d been extremely kind to stop by and ‘correct’ me, with a bit of self demo, and topping on with lots of encouragements and words of such. I don’t know what spurred them to do a thing like that. How very helpful of them. How very touching. Err.. haha

Shortly after, a pretty inquisitive couple approached, or I think I approached them, who then asked, “Where are you from?”, “Is this a school event?”, “So it’s a compulsory thing eh?”, and the likes. At this, I simply put them off with a single sentence which earned me a little more weight in my otherwise almost empty bag, and a very unusual praise for my tongue. I’ve never known I can be verbally persuasive, or even good at using my mouth. I’m never good at oral skills, you know.

Just realised something. I know of two Justins, whose blogskins are identical. Well?!

“Just write down all in your heart and mind.. don’t hold back unless you’re gona hurt someone.. and always have an inspiration..”

This crucial period, I’ve found my inspiration. So I suppose that’s a good start, with a drive. Yea it’s you.

You’re a daily encounter. How awkward I’d felt whenever our eyes met. And I can never have you in sight without being in a lurch. All the unspeakables.

I see no reason why I should be hiding and hinting and going rounds just any longer. Forget about all the mushy expressions of affection. My feelings for you is true, CH. Tough times lie ahead. I just hope to confess, that’s all. The rest, well, time will tell.

I don’t really give a damn, whatever the outcome of this entry will be, as long as I’m done with my part, here at least.

PS: Now why does Justin (Tan) deserve such an honour? Haha joking only. Just hope you won’t charge me copy right fees =D

It’s the new year. Aren’t I supposed to be all cranked up and excited? WTF is wrong with me.

I began questioning if dropping econs was a wise choice, if I should’ve remianed in TPJC instead, even, if poly would’ve been a better place for me. NYJC is great, but I can’t seem to fit in there. I feel… so out of place.

Why do you think I even bothered asking you along for the concert, before I asked anyone else? Why, of all, I chose to ask you for a favour while I was away?

Now that I’ve grown fond of a girl in the class… It’s all the more stressful. Love and romance shouldn’t have come at this point in time. But am I to say when it should? I must restrain. I must refrain. Yes I must. That’s it.

I’ve been drilling into mind, that A levels is all of my concerns till the end of its last paper. But why am I still so lost? Fucked up.

If need be, I’ll appreciate if someone would give me a good (verbal) thrashing to wake up my idea.

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Nephew Ethan came visiting at grandma’s place, or rather, his great granny’s. He’s oh so adorable and cute! I’ve never seen a baby more chubby.