Saturday

Saturday, was a mad rush for me. I went to sit for my test in the morning having only 3 hours of sleep. I think my prayers paid off..thank god I managed to finish my test on time.

After the test, Vaani, Laura, Meetz and myself sat down to talk crap for a while and we began to realise that that will be the last time we would ever sit down to talk nonsense in school. I mean it's study break now. The following week will be exams, and that's it. It was rather emotional I must say..

We managed to take some pictures. I only have one here though(Vaani, u better send me the rest)..

After school, I had to rush back home and dump all my files and books to go to the zoo. Yes, the zoo..to celebrate Yujia's birthday. It was such a rush since the zoo closes at 6 and I had to reach the place earlier or it would defeat the purpose of me even buying a ticket to enter. I didn't even have time to wrap Yj's presents properly. However, I was really really happy to see these people after ages.

When I reached the zoo, Yj told me to come to the elephant enclosure. And as usual, I got lost and ended up staring at the Lamas. I called her and told her to meet me there. A minute later she calls me up to say she's lost as well. Haha..it was hilarious. We were having an amazing race at the zoo, going round and round in circles.

Finally I managed to spot her..and she came over and gave me a hug. It was so good seeing that woman after so long. Seriously I missed her and the other two gundus like hell.

Alecia was as usual, scolding me for ignoring her and the others for the past one year. And I was really touched when she showed me this sms msg which I had sent her in 2003. That girl had been keeping it in her hp all these years.

Diana..I hardly got to talk to her..cos she had to leave soon after I arrived. But hopefully I get to catch up with her soon. Anyway, here are some pictures. I'm certainly not an animal lover but I kinda liked these. Especially the wolf which I finally got to see, but didn't get to take a pic of it though.


He was posing for me!

These penguins were really cute. They were queueing

to get in..adorable..

Finally they got in!

Us four!

To my darling YJ!

Let's see (*starts counting fingers*)...6 years of friendship. Wow that's pretty long. If I were to break it down:

-2 years in JC (or should I say gallivanting at Orchard)
-3rd year: Met up atleast once in 4 months
-4th year: Met up once I think
- 5th year: I went MIA
-Now : Haha..need I say more..

But I truly, deeply miss this woman. I recall the days at NY. How she and I would come up with every single possible plan to skip class. And yet end up going for class in the end.

How we came up with nicknames for every single teacher - Kawani(Mr Nandwani), Big-butt(the malay discipline teacher, albatross lady(our infamous Literature tutor who talked non stop about the wonders of the albatross bird)..Haha..

How we would draw comic versions of the chronicles of onion. Fine, fine. I sucked at drawing. You and Diana did.

I will never ever forget one incident for life. How we ran out of the school gates to skip class, without being caught by big-butt. And we took a cab right outside the gate. Before the cab hardly went a distance of 3 metres..

YJ: OMG. Is that big butt(discipline teacher) at the bus stop? You know how he stands at the bus stop to catch late-comers right?

Me: Serious? Shit he just saw us. We're screwed.

YJ: Ok let's get out and walk up the slope, into school again, to pretend we just came to school.

As we walked up the slope we saw another discipline teacher. Mr Bong.

Mr Bong: You girls are late!

Me: Ya sorry about that. Anyway there is no need for you to take down our names because Mr 'big butt' saw us from the bus stop.

Mr Bong: He saw you'll at the bus stop???*shocked* That's surprising. I just talked to him seconds ago at the staff room.

Haha..boy did we feel stupid. But it was so funny YJ. And now that we have all grown up, I don't think I'm ever going to do stupid things like that.

These 6 years of knowing you.. it was just wonderful. I miss all the outings we used to have or just simply talking to you. You've been a great friend in so many, gazillion ways. Can't wait for Saturday...

And yes, Happy Birthday!!

Hatred

I can’t wait for your downfall.

I hate to think this way. This is not me. But this is what you have caused me to become.

Everyday, I find out something new about you. And I realize I never knew you at all. Every, single , thing that came out of your mouth was a lie. I found out today what October 7th actually means to you. I realize how you lied to me telling me it is a day nobody would know where you are and that you would just run away. Well, part of it is true I guess. Just that, you would run away with your girlfriend.

I can’t wait for you to experience immense pain. Since you don’t know what pain is.

I find myself fighting a losing battle. How I had been so stupid to jeopardise my education for a muthafarker like you. How I had been so stupid to jeopardise my friendship for a bastard like you. I could have walked away at Cantonment Complex that day. I wish I had. Atleast then, you would have experienced a bit of pain. But I didn’t. Once again, I had relieved you of pain.

I’m trying so hard to concentrate now. I’m trying so hard to grow out this phase and move on. I have one last chance to prove myself in life, now that I know the truth about you. And I find myself falling back each time I try to move on.

I told you about everything I had gone through. Yet, you did the exact same thing that what guys did. Just that yours was worse. A lot more worse. Now, you’ve caused me to become this completely inhuman person who is void of all feelings. I don’t want to trust anybody now.

For all that you have done, I can’t wait for your end to come. I can’t wait.

Money

After eons, one of my guy friends, or should I say acquaintances, calls me pretty late at night. As I answer the call wondering what exactly he would want to talk about at this time of the day, he says "Vasaantha, I need your help. Are there any ATM machines around your house?"

What the .....?

Firstly, I do have any ATM machines AROUND MY HOUSE. Sorry that I don't sleep over at POSB Bank.

And for the last time, I am NOT going to lend money to any Tom, Dick and Harry around. Not even if YOU CLAIM some guy is holding you hostage and there is a ransom. NO.

Pardon me if I get philosophical now. If there is ONE THING life has taught me, it would be to not lend money to any person who claims he needs it urgently. Especially guys.

Yes, of course my opinion is biased. You cannot blame me. I'm just like any other human being. I am judgemental, opinionated and you may even say dogmatic. And more often than not, life's experiences serve as a catalyst for shaping our biased opinions. In plain English, we start being biased because of what we had gone through, and what we had been influenced by.

And that is exactly what has happened to me now. From two-timing pricks, to certain 'stars', till some criminal who tactically swindles money from women, I have gone through more than enough when it comes to lending money to guys.

Till this point of time in my life, there was no such thing for me as 'I've learnt my lesson'. Even though I had met so many cheats, I refused to learn my lesson. I refused to see the underlying truth in it all. That some people just make use of you for money.

But really, I wonder why?? Is it because I live in a condominium? Or my parents' professions? As far as I know my grandparents were not some rich landlords who had loads of wealth. And my parents had to work doubly hard just to reach the point where my family is at now.

I just don't understand why these assholes think that I have a money printing machine in my house.

Anyway, these are my life's experiences which have caused me to adopt such a stand today. Most certainly, I am generalising. I am not denying that. However, I am not willing to take any risks, anymore. I am not willing to trust anybody anymore.

Celebrations?

I realise as days go by, the font size for my blog entries keep getting bigger. So I'm sticking to the small size now.

It's CNY holidays but it certainly doesn't feel like it. The lane behind my house is lined up with semi-detached houses. Usually, celebrations would start days before CNY at those houses.

Every year, me and my mum would stand at the kitchen window and peep to see how grand the celebrations are. One house in particular would be so lavishly decorated, nobody would be able to get their eyes off it. And on the day of CNY you would see so many people gathered at that house compound eating, drinking and laughing away so loudly, we would be able to hear from our house.

This year, it was extremely dead. Not just at the semi-Ds opposite my house but almost everywhere. I was thinking, maybe people are just too caught up with work and other things that they are not interested in grand celebrations anymore. My mum has a different point of view though. She thinks that many have converted to Christianity and are thus losing touch with their Chinese roots and culture and are embracing the Western culture more.

However, I felt that Christmas wasn't that grand either last year. This was not just my opinion, but that of many of my Christian friends. Have Singaporeans really lost touch with their culture, or just life on the whole? I feel like non of us really know what true enjoyment is anymore.

On a positive note, I had an extremely good time for the past two days with my family and my cousin sister, uncle and aunt. The little brat stayed over yesterday and we had a really good time. Especially at the pool where me, my bro and my cuz sis played our own version of water polo. I felt like I really enjoyed myself after ages and laughed my heart out.

And what happens when you enjoy too much? You have to pay the price. Thus, I'm going to stay up now and finish my Arbitration project...

Epitome of insanity

Idiots look like they're having some affair. They left me out k!

Err..well..it's Rashmi, what do you expect?

She looks really calm isn't it? She was actually having toe cramps

and jumping around seconds before this was taken

Well, I must say it felt really good meeting up with the two gundus after ages. Even though I have a test AND a project submission on Monday, I'm really glad I met up with them(though I might not be saying the same once I get my grades).

From Rash trying to create some sort of fashion statement at Vivocity Watsons with Sasi's green scarf, and highly embarrassing me..

To Sasi trying to tell me what costumes we should wear for the folk dance for Swarnam performance since we were supposed to dress up like 'korathis'..well this was the conversation..

S: "You should watch that Rajnikanth movie la. Rajnikanth ah..they'll be wearing this thavaani like thing"

Me: "Well..that's err...nice. But I don't think the guys(in our dance group) will ever agree to it"

And there was a long pause where we stared at each other and burst out laughing after which,

S: "Diiiii(in her high pitched voice), I meant the GIRLS wear the thaavani k..not the guys."

Well..how was i to know Sasi? You kept saying Rajnikanth, Rajnikanth..haha.

Well..should I even talk about Marche, Rash? I think I better not embarrass you:-)

But we three went to Marche and got some pathetic dessert, while there were others queueing up for really long waiting for us to get up and leave..haha. Then we decided to go to the foodcourt to get some 'real' food. At the food court I was telling them how I have this sudden attraction for good looking middle aged men. Then we saw this Indian man queueing up and Rash was like..

R: "Oh, that's my tutor"

Me: "Is it?? Well is he single??(raises one eyebrow)

R: "He's a divorcee la.."

Me: "Oh..that's ok with me. So why did he get divorced?"

R: "Oh he told us he cheated on his wife"

And I nearly spat the laksa out... oh well, no more divorced middle aged men for me then..

But really guys..I had loads of fun. And Rash, you have yet to finish that 'man touching your feet in India' story..