next week i am going to be forced to cry and i am not looking forward to it.

haha. that sounds like such a suicidal, emo, pyschic, attention-grabbing opening line. but it's true! it wont be emo or suicidal though, just bloody irritating. and it isnt exactly crying - since that has to involve some semblance of emotions, it's mostly just tearing. which sucks.

was sick the most part of last week, and reported sick for the first time in the year. should have done so earlier, but i guess it's always in me to put off reporting sick. o wells. and watched charlie bartlett, which i thought could do better in the script department. it was loads of potential to be more smartass, fast paced and wittier but that just didnt happen and the movie ended up being normal, and not very funny. the start too was a little dry and slow, which had me checking the watch a couple of times. it was however something light and simple for us all to digest, after some serious training. and i guess there is a charlie bartlett in us all, waiting and wanting to be all important, and useful to people around us, and mostly wanting to fit in.

what was more interesting or perhaps exciting in a very warped way is how the rest of the night turned out. it didnt occur to us orchard belonged to the cbd area and we were trying to get a cab at around grange road and no cab wanted to stop for us! how rude. it lends credit to the "you dont see it when you need it most and you see loads of it when you least need it" rep that taxis have. i mean we were even chasing cabs with the green sign and they told us crap like "sorry tampines" or "sorry on call" - if you are on call why dont you just put the bloody on call sign! wat an idiot. but anyway, half an hour later we decided to join a cab queue. and then we ended up late. thankfully there werent any seeming repercussions. i will never go to orchard for a night out again.

and i still cant bowl too - as established at zul's birthday celebration. i THINK there's a slight improvement. but otherwise, i still suck. well, it's a sport, so no surprises there.

on birthdays - it's about 20 days to my birthday! so hurray. people have been asking me what i want and it's always so difficult to answer that, so here's some sort of a wishlist - dvds: prison break, office, scrubs; belt; clothes: berms, shirts, polos whatever, i dont have that good a taste anyway (window shopping yesterday was quite funny, in a everything also "very nice" by gy kind of way - and it was a good way to lose those calories from the buffet); books. but anyway i figured these arent exactly very cheap or very precise so really anything would do (although this could mean weird presents or freebies haha) , even a card or something.

i was thinking the other day, and i think i am terrible at maintaining relationships.

and there's something about the past couple of weeks, that put me in a blogging mood. but i cannot put my finger to it. maybe it's the return of suhas and chang.

junyi! posted at 10:18 pm.