My Singapore Dream

to be updated.
(not a good idea to write with sweet choya running in my bloodstream.)

edited: night of 28 December 2008

So i have decided to postpone my big plans. and im now embarking on a 10-month preparation for my new plan. it might just be procrastination, but it feels kinda...cosmic. the repulsion and then the following inertia. feels like ive got unfinished business, too.

i was very sure there was alot of things i wanted to touch on for this topic... but maybe it was just the choya. been resorting to the chardonnay and choya in the fridge to take care of my insomnia. i seem to sleep at the most impossible hours and the most inappropriate places.

i dont like crowds. are you aware? crowds of strangers, at least. the moment a crowd falls into my line of vision, my brain fogs up and screams for home. and im not even exaggerating. (yes, i know i tend to do that. im the worst drama student ever.) i shut off, and my excitability drops. i get really irritable, and i get on people's nerves.

but im greedy. i dont want to miss out christmas. so i egged my mom on to cook a christmas feast, and bugged my family for days. and it panned out. i didnt do any of the planning. sil and mom took care of the matter, inviting the extended family. lovely food. mac & cheese, turkey, honey baked ham, pork knuckles, wine. im quite sure i missed something. so that was christmas thursday.

i sprained my neck and back on friday, putting me through a series of torture at the osteo's. i think the osteo was a little overzealous when he came to me. he very probably applied all the instruments of torture he had available in his big two-unit clinic on me. and all the while i was lying facedown, breathing through a towel. i shudder at that thought. maybe im not made for childbirth after all.

got a log cake for my angels and they loved it. couldnt join the colleagues for lww's farewell dinner at cedele's cos i was too sprained. so i went home after work, and we had steamboat to celebrate sil's birthday! yum. then we swam dry for a few hours, before mom joined us at the table, ending the game at 5am.

5 hours later, i stirred to vera's beautiful voice, but remained motionless for the good part of two hours. after which i had to get up, ready, and out to meet my 2 gofs for ktv at shenton way. too many oldies. i need to grow up. had dinner at delifrance with zhen, and we concluded that we like the food better than swenson's. i slept the entire ride home after she alighted. and was wide awake upon reaching home. crap. so that was my eventful weekend.

and im craving a half-glass of wine. but nooo. i think the limit was three servings a week, not each day. im so overdoing it. maybe i should check the figures again and maybe i'll be relieved of my pain.

oh help. i need to sleep. the bio-essence that mm recommended is good, but it doesnt go to my brain.