This morning I was so hard at work until I received a text from Nessa saying she got accepted into NUS Law and I was so happy for her, so happy because we used to be best friends, and we used to be everything when we were together. Then there were 4 years that we had spent apart, still I believed in her. She’s not mediocre, she’s someone amazing and is willing to go through all of that (My past) with me. Then we planned for her remaining days at work, and talked about almost everything we have missed out on these years, and planned about the months and the places we desire. It was just like old times all over again, just older, wiser and better. But the fact that changed, was that we’ll never be friends at best like how we were, because old times will always be replaced.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Last night Fang bought a pair of Topshop boots that looked so cute and awesome on her and she’s just amazing really. Then with Jordus we sat down talking about Hong Kong days over desserts and spent the entire evening at Privé. This week at work had been hell, and I’m still reeling of the amount of work and stress after. Next week wouldn’t be partial either.
We’d be making pork knuckles with home made mashed potatoes later. Hope it’d be good. And the losers tonight.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
These are my amazing friends that I’ve spent my last 2 years in St Nicks with, who never fail to amaze, never fail to cease to make me happy, never fail to come up with the most ridiculous ideas anywhere in or out of school. But school had never felt like school, felt like a bonding ground where we’ll pick up the pieces where we left off, and move on.
Then last morning I felt this bad air circling around me, then I choked up a bad headache and decided to take the half day off. I never knew how waking up this morning with a heavy heart and with so much to say getting stuck within your guts - So close I could almost pull a trigger right through my heart. Not immediate, but indefinitely. This morning I saw a girl with emotionless filled eyes, filled with emptiness and sorrows within. She looked at me so beautifully and I wished I went up to her and asked if she needed company. Then I wished I had my camera so I could take a picture and let it remain as a memory, a memory of a stranger that I thought I’d knew for more than a decade, looking right through me.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
I have an undeniably messy and unorganized stack of notes from work - All scribblings on loose pieces of paper that I’ve never found anything to attach them to. It’s been a while and I haven’t learnt anything new, and I require more patience by the way, to sit by the clock and watch time pass and try to do something productive. This Final Year Project better do some justice to where I want to be. Of where my future lies. I’m dependent.