sho loser.
people go to kopitiam and order kopi kosong gao gao (a sure sign of manliness? you tell me). and here i am, gulping down.. zhongguo cha gao gao.
to date, i've drunk 15 teabags-worth of iron buddha tea. iron buddha! never thought tea could sound sho funky. like, iron buddha 1000 palms can knock you out flat. one hit one kill. but if it's 1000 palms it's technically not one hit one kill. more like 1000 hits one kill. ok iron buddha doesn't sound so powerful anymore. if i could make 1000 hits with one motion, i'd try to hit more than one person. oh well.
went to hongfeng & xinyi's party on sat (congrats congrats; baby shower soon? hee). and my, how MARRIED they looked! :) first couple i know that got hitched. (maybe fear of commitment is highly commutable) seems like people's cousins/friends are getting married left right centre every other week; is marriage such a splendid thing? i admire them for having the courage to take the plunge to find out. *bows*
it's either a sure sign of getting old, or my sleeping pattern is back to normal, but it's 2:30a.m now and i'm positively knackered, dah-lings. (RJ don't snigger haha) i was writing halfway and left to get some supper from downstairs.. and DAMMIT THE STALL WASN'T OPEN. walau siansation.
sometimes i'm surprised at how some things i thought i no longer cared about come back to pierce my heart so neatly. maybe i don't care about it anymore; it's just the lingering memory that hurts so keenly. just for that moment. i cannot get the stain off my heart. maybe i need an emotional Dynamo; gets stains off effectively. just rub a little over the stain.. sorry damn lame. just moody and melancholy i guess. but what am i apologising for, and to whom?
tummy hurts now; but right now, i'm not sure if it's my stomach, heart or head that aches the most. i wish i were an iron buddha with an iron heart to fend off all that's hurtful and horrible.
