In a bid to have a last social thingmajig before we all disperse into various office buildings in Singapore, Lt, Alec and I did a little catch-up session. Instead of finding cheer and general happiness in our gossiping, we were made more miserable by each other. Misery does love company. Understanding someone else's saddity isn't as healthy as you think it should be. Good attempt nonetheless. LOL

ps: & thanks to the double Joeys for hanging around at the I.T fair for over 3 hours with me. Never again shall that be attempted.

It being the last night of school, some things changed momentarily, but some things stubbornly remained the same. People exhaust me cause I exhaust myself trying to make others appear better than they are. Or I'm just tired of trying to be less sensitive. It isn't because I don't care, it's because I can't care for things that aren't real in the first place. Things that made me forget my exhaustion; 42 below, Indochine dancefloor and the whole crazy lot of us on it.

...I'll go hug my new cross-stitched cushions from Ikea now. Comfort bought is much easier to get than comfort sought.

This blog has been revived and then shut dead a few times over. School work has robbed me of my words. For the time being, everything just feels slightly sad. I need to get my emotions back in the spot where shiny, fluorescent light shines and feeling okay was good enough.

I won't waste myself on you, I'm not here to stay. Some friends should be thrown away cause its the same either way. I might not get out of this year fully intact, but it'll be alright more or less.

I'm the perfect decoy with no alibi. Some things, even if its structure remains intact, still change. We are now ruled by different rules and different areas of acceptance. Cat power tickets are bought (don't ask how, but lets just say it involved quite a bit of strategic timing) and come January 2010 I'll be broke but I feel so amazing it doesn't really matter. The sight of a heavy downpour made me spring up the school steps today and I wish the rain would stay to rain on everyone else's parade except for mine.