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i wish to make my free time at work more fulfilling, so i’m looking for a new "hobby" for myself.

i like using my hands to create and make stuff, but there are certain limitations that i have to consider before i embark on anything!

1. i work in an office, so i have to be able to do it quietly
2. the office is air conditioned, so i cant use glue because the chemicals would just corrode everyone’s brains and cause all our deaths
3. i have 15 cents in my wallet right now, so it’s got to be cheap

that is all.

i had the pleasure of catching "the proposal" with jono and janice today, and it was sooo good. for some reason, we seem to enjoy movies that end up getting terrible reviews (re. transformers 2) for all the right reasons. i suppose a good ol’ cliched rom com was wad we all needed, somehow, in our own various ways. there were many good laughs, and even the tender moments actually made my eyes water up.

yes, i’m sensitive like that.

i kinda thought that the movie was about love. not just in the two-ppl-in-their-own-special-world-love, but the many other forms of love, be they the love a grandparent shows their grandchildren, the love parents have for their kids, the love between friends, and the love between humans brought together by a twist of fate. of course, there’s the sexual bit, but let’s not go there eh. (;

they say good company makes any mundane little thing great. i tend to agree with that, don’t you? 

sean blogged 3 times yesterday, and he has nothing to show for today.

sorry if i’ve been confusing you ppl lately, but some things are just [not] meant to be figured out. i suppose the few that are actually able to understand the little that i’ve decided to reveal out here are those that i’m specifically referring to.

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Nobody can tell ya;
There’s only one song worth singin’.
They may try and sell ya,
‘cause it hangs them up
to see somone like you.

You gotta make your own kind of music
sing your own special song,
make your own kind of music even if nobody
else sings along.

insubordination is ok, but that onli applies when i’m your boss (:

happy 21st, and welcome to adulthood… muahahaha.

but in a box beneath my bed
is a letter you never read
from four seasons back

looking back on all of that
it’s hard not to find it all
a little bittersweet

i’m sorry i cant be at the airport at 4am debbie, but you know my thoughts are with you. i know we might not talk much, but somehow i’ve managed to find a special friend in you that i cant find in anyone else. thanks, esp for helping me out when i was in charge of last year’s youth camp. you’ve been an inspiration.

you also owe me a story, heh.

take care dearest chairperson, it was an honour to have served as your vice ((:

the emotional void that currently afflicts me is strange.

unfamiliar.

new.

it’s not getting easier, not yet anyway. perhaps it’s akin to the j-curve effect, where negative returns are experienced in the short run, and positive returns arriving… eventually.

getting to the airport by 7am by train is not an easy thing, esp when the long journey is made even more painfully arduous by the fact that you’re travelling alone, and that the ultimate outcome at the end of it all is watching your very close friend walk off into the gates, where she will fly off to a faraway country for a very long time. all you can do it is smile, wish her all the best, and come to terms with the reality of having one less person that you talk to almost everyday abt anything and everything around.

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cheryl managed to make it for the anniversary celebrations today, and that meant a lot to me. the fact that she wasnt feeling well the day before, yet her making the effort just to come down, was one of the more positive things that happened today for me. hope you enjoyed yourself, and please know that there are still a group of ppl in this world who stick by the morals that God dictated for us in the first place, and are trying their best to change the perversion of said morals in society.

thank you shawn, calvin, penny, sarah seah and amos. you guys really made her feel welcome, and this is the most fun i’ve with the youth at a church event for a while (: btw sarah and mossy, the video was superawesome. now i have no idea where to put my face when i go to church, heh.

thank you sarah ong, for coming down, letting me freak you out as my way of saying hi, passing the hug on to sal, and for still being my "mom" no matter what!

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kids these days, tsktsk.

hearing from you brightens my day,
no matter what.

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take care in america vera, you’ll be missed. (: