after a two year's hiatus, it has come back to haunt me, this blind man's game. i never did like playing it, even when i was young. i'm wary, i'm exhausted, and i'm tired of having to do these things alone. its closing in, getting claustrophobic. plans laid out and discussed, plans for the future, plans that were supposed to work out are all bull now, and i'm on the verge of panic. ha who am i kidding. panic is well on its way to full-blown terror.
but i suppose life will have it no other way, huh. some things are just meant to be done alone.
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there's this ntu biz thing this sun, and i know no one else who is going. argh. why does ntu have to be situated at some far, godforsaken place its furthur than my aunt's place and i have not visited her since sec two because she stays in freaking jurong. arghh this is stupid stupid stupid.
heh. life's a hoot.
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.