

when i went into hcjc, to tell the truth - i was scared to death of being ostracized. mainly because boys are evil but that's another story for another day. but hc has been good to me. yday night i saw z after not seeing him for two years - the last time i saw him was when we got our a-level results back, and i just kept laughing the whole time cos he is completely the same. lame jokes galore. i was laughing the whole time, but deep down inside, it was allll warm and fuzzy. it's amazing how almost all of us in singapore turned up for yammy's 21st. and of course i was vvv happy to see z. never thought i would be but i felt like he completed the class reunion. can't wait for jo to come home in may and then we can have drinks and ch's lectures again! hahah.
i wish i could write something happier or prettier; but i just caught the bob dylan biopic and this stuck in my head: there are two things which are very temporary - happiness and enthusiasm. yesterday night, and maybe this morning till 3am, i really felt it.but now it's back to the daily grind.

check out yammy's shoes. i couldn't tear my eyes off those babies all night.
honey you cannot afford me
the one who got away
i'd like to take a slow boat to china
the baker
trent!!
lil missdrinkalot
tres bitchy
fuggers
secret wank shed
blood ninja