Everyday I'm hustlin'

Is it weird that no matter how much people have been telling me that I have too many irons in the fire, I still carry on swamping my schedule with work and dates without any rest in-between? The adrenaline rush I get from running after the shuttle bus (that I stupidly miss by a minute for far too often), the refrainment from my laptop for days because I'm always too exhausted to do anything else, and the constant oblivion of what day or date it is... all these drive me forward, because it is always worth it. It's been an amazing week.

Brunch at Lola's Cafe

My love for Nicole can't be described with mere words. Looking back at my entire poly life, the people I grew closest to were always the most unexpected ones, because we were never directly related. Not by class or by orientation group or anything of that sort. I guess we could say that it's thanks to BAOC'12 and scuba diving. The fact that she knows what runs through my mind more than people who see me on an almost-daily basis or people who have known me longer proves how she's like a god-given soul mate. Do you know how much you have broadened my perspective towards life in general? You don't see it, but you're always the one pushing me to step a little more out of my comfort bubble. Thank you for helping me grow as a better being. Just thought you should know :-)

JJ stalking pigeons outside Taka

The best (and only positive) part of being 20 is that everyone's starting to drive, hurray! JJ rented a car over the weekends and we had supper at Upper Thomson one night and dropped by town for some pushcart ice cream the next afternoon. I was vying with Josh for the front seat (somehow I find a lot of thrill in that). My boys are growing up so fast. I hope they don't grow up too fast away from me.

Full-shifts at work these days have still been bearable because when the kids give you a hug at the end of the day, all the weariness fades away in an instant. Finally scheduled for a closing shift with Iffa (haven't seen her in months) and we played pool after work. It rocks to have colleagues that hover around the same frequency as you do.

28th March marked #TB28's reunion (I love coincidences like that). It's been more than a year. I swear to god the butterflies in my stomach were biting on my internal organs while I peeked at the bbq pit from afar to speculate how the atmosphere was like. We ended off on a disastrous note and I didn't dare to know what to expect. But hey, things turned out great. It was the calmest and most heart-warming reconciliation I've ever been through.

"Through 2012 and 2013, I've made several wrong turns on the way which led me to horrendous places I've never intended nor expected to end up at. But in 2014, I think I made the best decision of my poly life and that was to put down all the animosity to let you back in. Do you know how.......... liberating that felt? Not many are as fortunate as me to have gained back what was loved and lost, so I take that as a hint of fate that this will be worth it. You have been such a prick once before, but I've never felt more delighted to have this prick back. You really were a cold-hearted prick, D... A prick that I don't wanna lose to stupid school drama again."

This has been saved as draft for a while now after D and I broke out from the cold war. But now I think it's safe to say that I don't want this affinity to go to waste again. You guys the fucking best, the best I've ever had. 

Chillin' with Stella on Bert's bed while we waited for the rest of JK to head over to nua (no I wasn't naked). We had Ayam Penyet and lotsa other miscellaneous food for lunch which led to me spewing it all out the next morning. I suck at eating spicy food. Called in to cancel work for today and now I'm packing up for Japan.

Just two more days! I've been anticipating this day since four months ago!!!

To hold your breath is to let go of it

I take my words back about being reluctant to return to work at the kids club, because it is cunningly addictive. The kids, the colleagues, the cute guys (haha)... A part of me will always come back for more.

By now, everyone's more or less looking forward to greener grasses, but here I am, still staring at a bleak plain. They see their future so crystal clear in front of them. They always do. I never do. It's always a bokeh to me. I don't know. Perhaps I'm hesitant to admit what I want, or perhaps I'm just impatiently waiting for a reason... a reason for me to stay.

Reconnaissant

I think people tend to have the wrongest ideas about me. Thank you if you don't.
(Thank you^ for not)

We worked too damn hard for this just to give it up now

Jimmy Monkey Cafe > AMPed Trampoline Park

The blame for yesterday's calories intake goes to the moist brioche french toast above, but thank god for the hour-long workout session at the AMPed trampoline park after. I think I might just have returned home with a bruise when I kneed my own face while being tossed around on the trampoline. (P.s. my ferns make me so happy!) Plan scrimp-and-save obviously failed over the past few days because hanging out = expenditure, so yes I'm a broke bitch. Urgh, but I'm having mixed feelings about going back to work at the kids club even though I could really use a source of income right now. Not sure if it's just me but I have this recurring phobia of returning to work after every short hiatus because of the new things I have to catch up with and sometimes the new people I have to meet. And honestly, the distance to Sentosa is such a pain. Last week I came across a cafe nearby my place hiring part-timers. Back to f&b again maybe?

On a brighter note, I'm so glad I stayed home for three days straight. It's where I get the most inspiration from, when I'm buried in the shadows of my room 'cause I can't be bothered to reach out and open the curtains or turn on the lights. 

One week has passed since the last day of school and I think I've had my fair share of alone time. Time to get back up on my feet and werk my system up! No more bummin' around!

Back home

It's been ages since I've used the word 'blesssed' and meant it but yesterday I felt like every single deity up there was shining their holy light upon me. I'm not even going to try to describe this feeling using bombastic adjectives because it's as simple as it gets: I am b l e s s e d.

This particular Saturday felt more than 24 hours. Perhaps because we moved from place to place several times and I had to be up early in the morning because of the renovations at home. Berty and I (and Zul) met for our mini domestic shopping spree at noon to search for instagram props as planned. It amuses me day to day how Berty and I talk about how we can imitate famous instagrammers with the various props they use (like how he bought white eggs for the artsy-fartsy effect). We are such pretentious idiots, LOL. That aside, the main point is that we had dinner at The Bravery to celebrate our dear March babies' birthdays! Not so fond of the food but super fond of the homely ambience and ang moh baristas ;-) Also we had amazing pies at Windowsill in The Woods for dessert, where we took a crazy amount of ridiculous group pics as usual nearby. I swear we have the best group pics in town. Thank you all for being my anchor, and for reminding me how happy I can actually be even without trying. #juxkeydingz