Things I hate

1. Liars
2. School

Cny

  

All smiles and laughter are all lies and pretence (except within the direct familia). Chinese new year just grows more mundane and meaningless by the year. Nobody interacts anymore. Everyone just keeps themselves occupied by using their phones, if not gorging themselves, not because they're hungry, but because there's nothing else to do. I miss us circled on the floor for a game of banlak or taiti. I miss us racing each other to reach the next second visitation venue, although we're only left with one place to go to now. I miss the lively spirit of sharing and caring. I miss them family portraits. But there's none of that now.

The last hour

(Cr: Hweetyng)

Off-duty from school work on a Wednesday evening with Bala and Hweetyng in the east, where we indulged in bbq pulled pork belly fries topped with loads of parmigiano and cheddar from Ninethirty by Awfully Chocolate. Also, I am through with the recently produced horror films. Devil's Due was nothing but a shitty 1.5-hour worth of headache with zero shock factor and the worst ending ever.

But on a brighter note, here's to more dates in the east!

Pb

Night out at Starbucks with probably the most annoying person in the world

Right back at it again

Do you ever get this feeling when you're so physically exhausted from the lack of sleep and you're so comfortably sprawled across your bed yet your eyes refuse to shut, and all you want is someone to talk to? Well, not exactly someone to talk to. Just, someone to lay beside you and appreciate the silence of the night with you. And you realise that the only appropriate candidate for that is about to tuck in, so you casually brush off the idea of that much needed companionship. Then you slump back into your armchair, and stare back at the rectangle screen. That rectangle screen. In minutes, you have about a dozen tabs open and you don't even remember why you kept some open in the first place. You eventually force yourself to sleep. Wake up the next morning. Go to school. Have lunch. Attend tutorials. Come back home. Take a shower. Dinner. Rectangle screen. Then you find yourself lying on the bed, like a deja vu, yearning for that same darn companionship again.