you.me.and a thousand different ways.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

everytime i feel alone
i can blame it on you, and i do
you got me like a loaded gun, golden sun
and the sky's so blue

met up with sharene, zoe & meh meh on tuesday night for our monthly dinner-cum-catch up sessions. of coz, everyone has got their own fair share of news, so conversations flowed the way drinks would. it got to a point when we were discussing about our futures after NYP, and i think we are just very thankful that we've all gotten good jobs and/or are blessed with a certain prospect. i mean, sharene's working at shangri-la at events, zoe's at hsbc and meh meh's at PIL, and i'm studying. in a way, we're blessed in our own ways, and to have remain in touch thru these months is something i know we're thankful about.

was supposed to hit the streets on wednesday with nick, emily & samuel but a change of plans had everyone stuck at home today. filled with the urge & encouragement from everyone to 'try something new', i plucked up my courage and went to the hairdresser to get my curls that i've always wanted.

responses from everyone varied from the good - "nice, nice! great on you!"; to the bad - "ok lah, now you're half ugly".

*shrugs* oh well, at least i tried.

to me, it's an achievement by itself. a start of all things new? perhaps. i feel different with the hair really. somehow or another, it has a weird effect on me. like shredding away the old, and taking up the new.

after rehearsals at church a whole bunch of them for roti pratas across the street, but i went off with nick, jasper & joel to eat at chomps. we sat, wolved down the stingrays, you tiaos, hokkien mee, rojak & sugar cane juice. but we still chatted, still talked, still had a good time.

but now, all those food has made me so bloated. it's gonna be hard going to bed.

sometimes i watch the world go by
i wonder how it's like
to wake up every single day, a smile on your face
you never tried

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