Have had a long, full weekend, so will do a huge entry to make up for absence in past days. What follows is essentially a censored (actually I think “filtered” is a better word. Didn’t do anything X-rated I assure you) version of my diary.
Friday
Sheesh! held a farewell dinner for HX, who will be flying of to Brunei soon. Supposed to be at Café Cartel @ Plaza Sing, but it was crowded to went up to Swensen’s instead. Had lamp chop & a coit tower all to myself. Heh. Was great seeing the group together again, but argh it’s sososososo hard for a group to keep together in this crazy System…(will skip the rant)
Then traipsed across the road to Istana Park, the good ol’ practice venue of many a Sheesh! meeting. There were people there, but what the heck, we acted silly as usual and gave HX his prezzie (the photo we took of the “prize presentation” was just hilarious!). Then we just had to decide to sing “one last song” and ended up doing several. It felt surreal, singing (very terribly, I might add) in the dark park, with stares from the occasional passer-by, but what the heck. Reached home around midnight, tired but happy.
Saturday
Went for the2ndrule talk in the morning, by editors Bengliang, Shannon & Jason. Interesting but won’t bore you readers with details. Talked to them afterwards & gave them my email. Haha, contact-making. Oh, and got a 2ndrule T-shirt to show support too. Love the text on it! Nice & thought-provoking. By now, the VJ WC juniors are already familiar with me it seems!
After that, saw Joyce, stressed and prepping for Theatre Studies & Drama (TSD) pracs. Practical exams begin Tuesday so everyone understandably frantic and feeling under-prepared. Ouch. TSDers are a nice, messy group of people. Obviously, going thru fire together (and spending whole weekends together practically camping in sch) tends to create close-knit groups. Spoke to Joyce about System, studying in the US & the US itself. Pretty meaningful. Followed her around watching the rehearsals & prep. Haha, Joyce sed with me tagging along like that the TSDers would think I’m her bloody bf or sth. Silly people. =)
At night went to Alivn’s house for pre-Silence & Solitude prayer/briefing. Although couldn’t go for S&S, decided to attend the dinner anyway to see what I’ll miss out. Had decent hokkien mee, and conversation. Am getting to know the young’uns better, hopefully.
Sunday
Finally (??really??) solved a personal problem that’s been plaguing me these past months. It’s still painful, but now it’s a (hopefully) resolved kind of pain rather than an unfinished pain. Hopeful I don’t suffer a “relapse”. Wish I could go back to my immature self, the crushes and the mad implausible dreams. So much simpler. Of late, my delusions & illusions have become more cunning & subtle. Thank goodness for my self-sufficiency and self-correcting software, it’s keeping me sane and not too depressed.
After church went to Nat library to see it before it gets demolished as an unliving sacrifice to Our Illustrious God of Progress. Borrowed 4 books—guiltily have to admit three were crap (2 Terry Prachetts and 1 Andy McNab novel). Only the last one, the Regeneration Trilogy was “literary” and intellectual. In 4 hours, have already polished off Carpe Jugulum and am into the second Discworld novel. This is probably how girls feel after a chocolate binge—fat (in my case intellectually flabby) and very, very guilty & decadent. Dropped by the library Café and decided to try the strawberry-orange instead of my usually mango-orange smoothie. Ugh, not nice. Will miss the library and café though. So many memories…should return and take photos of it someday soon? Went home, and life returned to normal. Except for the amazing hawker's hor-fun and Oyster omlette I had for dinner (sinful! Plus the problem of being genetically thin is that you never know when you'll have a heart attack--no physical signs of artery-clogging fat beforehand).
Friday
Sheesh! held a farewell dinner for HX, who will be flying of to Brunei soon. Supposed to be at Café Cartel @ Plaza Sing, but it was crowded to went up to Swensen’s instead. Had lamp chop & a coit tower all to myself. Heh. Was great seeing the group together again, but argh it’s sososososo hard for a group to keep together in this crazy System…(will skip the rant)
Then traipsed across the road to Istana Park, the good ol’ practice venue of many a Sheesh! meeting. There were people there, but what the heck, we acted silly as usual and gave HX his prezzie (the photo we took of the “prize presentation” was just hilarious!). Then we just had to decide to sing “one last song” and ended up doing several. It felt surreal, singing (very terribly, I might add) in the dark park, with stares from the occasional passer-by, but what the heck. Reached home around midnight, tired but happy.
Saturday
Went for the2ndrule talk in the morning, by editors Bengliang, Shannon & Jason. Interesting but won’t bore you readers with details. Talked to them afterwards & gave them my email. Haha, contact-making. Oh, and got a 2ndrule T-shirt to show support too. Love the text on it! Nice & thought-provoking. By now, the VJ WC juniors are already familiar with me it seems!
After that, saw Joyce, stressed and prepping for Theatre Studies & Drama (TSD) pracs. Practical exams begin Tuesday so everyone understandably frantic and feeling under-prepared. Ouch. TSDers are a nice, messy group of people. Obviously, going thru fire together (and spending whole weekends together practically camping in sch) tends to create close-knit groups. Spoke to Joyce about System, studying in the US & the US itself. Pretty meaningful. Followed her around watching the rehearsals & prep. Haha, Joyce sed with me tagging along like that the TSDers would think I’m her bloody bf or sth. Silly people. =)
At night went to Alivn’s house for pre-Silence & Solitude prayer/briefing. Although couldn’t go for S&S, decided to attend the dinner anyway to see what I’ll miss out. Had decent hokkien mee, and conversation. Am getting to know the young’uns better, hopefully.
Sunday
Finally (??really??) solved a personal problem that’s been plaguing me these past months. It’s still painful, but now it’s a (hopefully) resolved kind of pain rather than an unfinished pain. Hopeful I don’t suffer a “relapse”. Wish I could go back to my immature self, the crushes and the mad implausible dreams. So much simpler. Of late, my delusions & illusions have become more cunning & subtle. Thank goodness for my self-sufficiency and self-correcting software, it’s keeping me sane and not too depressed.
After church went to Nat library to see it before it gets demolished as an unliving sacrifice to Our Illustrious God of Progress. Borrowed 4 books—guiltily have to admit three were crap (2 Terry Prachetts and 1 Andy McNab novel). Only the last one, the Regeneration Trilogy was “literary” and intellectual. In 4 hours, have already polished off Carpe Jugulum and am into the second Discworld novel. This is probably how girls feel after a chocolate binge—fat (in my case intellectually flabby) and very, very guilty & decadent. Dropped by the library Café and decided to try the strawberry-orange instead of my usually mango-orange smoothie. Ugh, not nice. Will miss the library and café though. So many memories…should return and take photos of it someday soon? Went home, and life returned to normal. Except for the amazing hawker's hor-fun and Oyster omlette I had for dinner (sinful! Plus the problem of being genetically thin is that you never know when you'll have a heart attack--no physical signs of artery-clogging fat beforehand).
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