mood resigned
listening to Clarity by John Mayer

The days of my holiday are numbered! and with every stroke past midnight, another strike marrs the purity of my calendar, rendering it into criss-crossed numbers that seem to be increasing at an alarming rate. yes, as you can see, i love my holiday that much. People always seem to ask, so what have you been doing the past two weeks?

oh. my. goodness.

you mean it's been two weeks already? *bites fingers*
Other than my wisdom tooth surgery which partially consumed my mobility for 3 days, i've been making trips to the Indonesian embassy in the quest of renewing my passport. i tell you, my blood pressure promptly rises everytime i visit that God-forsaken place. ulu and ironically inaccessible despite being right smack in the middle of orchard road, i can accept. at most take cab from mrt. no NETS transaction. urgh, i can tolerate. no ATM machine, *pulls hair by the roots*, almost went bonkers. unhelpful, rude, inefficient i'm-high-up-there-you're-like-an-ant-so-shut-up immigration officers, that's it, man.

thank God i'm only going there once every five years. any more often than that i may need to travel with drips, a personal masseuse and high-blood pressure medication.

anyways! met up with my mum today and accompanied my aunt for medical check up at camden medical centre. boy, that place is super posh. my aunt consulted this nutritionist lady to enquire about her diets and we were charged $30/half hour of consultation. $5 every 5 minutes for the subsequent time exceeded.

i so want her job, man. never mind that you have a beautiful working place, you get to tell people what to eat, and you get paid just for talking.

if i become a nutritionist, i can talk to my friends on the phone and at the end of it say, "eh, 2 hours, so that would be $12o thank you."
even if that means asking them to eat char kway teow 3 times a day, they'll listen to me because i'm an accredited nutritionist.

haha.

my mum is so sweet, she brought me 3 packs of pizza-flavoured Ritz biscuits from indonesia cos she knows i love them. eventhough they have it here too. ^^ "
and there i was, thinking. oh no!! THREE packs! how to finish? not mentioning how much kilos i'm gonna be piling.

but look who's talking.. already half a pack gone by now. in less than 15 minutes.

i weighed myself today, found out that i lost 3 kg after my exams and subsequent wisdom tooth surgery.
so people, if you wanna lose weight, enroll yourself in a university, prefereably on a tiny island called singapore, south of Malaysia, slightly further than Thailand just fyi, and remove all your wisdom teeth too just for a bonus.
I guarantee you a Kate Moss.

sometimes i wonder if some people still bother how i am. am i still just an ice queen that won't defrost? dont say that i'm being insecure because i'm not. grown out of it yonks ago.

Some incidents just inevitably stir the murky thoughts. superficial "how are you's", only-there-when-they-need-you voices, faces. i'm so tired i don't even wanna elaborate anymore.
just know that i won't stick around for long. i'm not a tree trunk that sits around waiting for mushrooms to grow on me. Pastor once said, you lose what you take for granted. and i can almost cry agreeing with him.

13 days to sun, sea and sand.