munching on tea leaves now while typing. old habits die hard. heh. anyhows, just some disjointed random updates abt my life, if you're interested to know, that is.

long awaited chilling session at china jump while having sex on the beach and enjoying the live band performances with the girls. don't forget saturday alright heh. to clara (tan): happy birthday, my dear :)

which reminds me, our birthday song fer sf (lerping's brainchild) really sucks. i've never heard anything worse haha! but anyhows thanks lerps, fer your valiant efforts. we've cunningly named it Winter's Rose, in hope of deceiving the world - at least for that short while (from the moment people click on the song, till right before the first note starts playing), everyone will be misled into thinking of the song as a romantic love ballad by the very fact that the title is so beautifully poetic. sadly, that's just a facade. in truth, it is horrendously outrageous and downright ridiculous, boasting retarded techno beats and sudden uncool inserts of "tweet tweet tweet" (wth?!) and "fuck!" and a jumbled array of weird assorted background noises. urgh. it was supposed to be some cool hip-hop rap. nvm, happy birthday sf dear! hope you'll erm learn to appreciate da song, somehow. haha.

food fiesta (and jeering-at-miss-singapore-hopefuls session) at xt's house was good fun! haven't met up with fellow ruggers in a while. missed everyone a hell lot mans. loved ruai's very innovative bookmark present and amandy's heavenly baked mashed cheese potato dish heh :) and thanks mj and bennie fer sending me home, right to my very doorstep. (hugs!) really a pity i can't make it fer rugby sevens :/ screwed up la. video record fer me guys!

and good news fer visitors/ stay-overers of my house - i've finally cleaned up my pig-sty of a room! it is at long last, spick and span, with no trace of even a single strand of hair lying around. heh. whilst rummaging through the random mess in my room, i came across my secret (and forgotten) stash of snacks. however my glee did not last long at all, as i horrifyingly discovered that due to my negligence, my packet of marks and spencer viennese sandwiches with rich chocolate filling has EXPIRED. fark.

as i cast a last dismal glance at the sadly forgotten packet in my hands, i suddenly recalled that it was a present from him. and when i very coincidentally caught sight of the unopened christmas presents (also from him) lying in a corner, i knew i was (and still am) a fucker. sometimes, i really wished tt i could reciprocate...and not be so cruel. but whatever it is, guess he'll always be my first, and last.

i hate to end on such a melancholic and contemplative note, but cant help it yer know what i mean. yeah, maybe i shall always remain this way, like how joel aspires to be heh. whoever marries first pays up!

Talk to me softly
There's something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin's changin' inside you
And don't you know

Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

Give me a whisper
And give me a sigh
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby

And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby

And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight

-Don't Cry (Guns N Roses)