Life is a maze and love is a riddle♥

MOVED!
{Sunday, July 31, 2011}

8:53 PM

Up and down
{Wednesday, July 13, 2011}

It's been more than a week since I've been unemployed and honestly, I haven't done much. Its not that I don't know what I can do or don't want to do them, its just every morning when I wake up, I don't feel like doing a thing -inserts The Lazy Song- and time just flies while I watch guests in Martha Stewart show bake, facebook, check emails, read (finished 3 books in like 2 days), bake (made a chocolate cake today!) etc etc. So basically I'm just acting as a pig at home, eating and slacking, I don't even do housework (HEH) and pretty much not practising the dance for SAC also. Gah.

Went to the bank today to settle some A*STAR stuff and I swear I'll never be able to whiten myself unless I go London, where there's only like 4.5hrs of sun each day. The sun is a bitch, I've turned darker again. -.-

Perhaps I shld make a trip to JE library tmr, hmm, I've practically finish reading all the books I've borrowed!

HP7PART2 on saturday! YAY! :D

4:01 PM

:O
{Thursday, July 07, 2011}

I woke up this morning with the part of my face near my chin slightly swollen and reddish, I DON'T KNOW WHY! D: Spammed aloe vera gel on it and I hope it will be okay because I need to go out later, gosh. D:

10:18 AM

Everyday I'm shuffling
{Saturday, July 02, 2011}

You know how someone does a good deed to you and all you can do is to thank the person profusely because at that moment it was all that you could think of? Well, I just felt it.

A STRANGER CAME TO MY HOUSE TO RETURN ME MY WALLET, I WAS TOUCHED TO TEARS. Honestly, I've already given up hope on getting my wallet back. Today I went for the first SAC rehearsal thinking 'damn it I hate taking the train' and then 'damn it I don't have anything to exchange for the visitor pass'. Although I made an effort to ask the person at CCK mrt, it was just a feeble attempt and I said, 'no you didn't find any right?' before he can even answer. I was just feeling very pekcek, grumpy and sian cause really, how can I be happy about it?

And now, I know I'll probably never forget the stranger's face, and really, this had given me hope. He could have just dumped it to the nearest police station but he specially made the trip down and no words can express how grateful I am about it. I feel like I can never do enough to thank him and all I did was to stand there and thank him profusely. I hope he knows how much I appreciate his effort and that my 'Thank you's were all from the bottom of my heart. This has really taught me a lesson; who says Singaporeans are ungracious?

I guess nobody can really understand how I'm feeling now and how I felt when I looked through my stash of polaroids and notes -the thief only took my ezlink card, all my cash and my kopitiam card-, how they are all safely returned back to me and how I treasure them even more now!

Right now, I'm just too happy for words.

Thank you sir, for making my day!

Okay wait I just realised my PAssion card is gone too, should I be doing anything about it?!

8:58 PM

This time it is really gone.
{Friday, July 01, 2011}

I lost my wallet yesterday. Was extremely frustrated about it because I knew it will be gone forever. I haven't really lost my wallet since I was P1. Yes, there were instances when my wallet was nearly lost, like when I was 16 and it dropped onto the seat while I was alighting the bus and I only realised about it after alighting, resulting in me running back to the bus to get it back (Usain Bolt would have been proud of me!) or when it was somehow misplaced and ended up in Jessie's bag (till today both of us have no idea how that happened) but other than these instances I've never really lost it.

But I lost it while taking the train yesterday so I know its not coming back. My mind just keeps going back and replaying those scenes, all the possibilities of which I've narrowed down to 2: #1- It fell out of my bag (This is the optimistic view) #2-Someone took it out from my bag. I would hate it if #2 actually happens but really, I see no other way because I was in a really crowded train (I blame the rain and SMRT) and I was just one of the many sardines packed inside the cabin. However, I am trying my best not to pinpoint anyone or any events (like how I should have taken a bus straight to work despite the possibility of being late) and come to terms with it. It is lost and that is a fact.

But knowing me, I'll probably be harping on it for the next week. I remember pure anguish when I realise that I'll have to remake my IC but after sitting down and reflecting upon it - it is a good thing that so far I have come close to tears but yet to cry about it. Remember, crying is a mode of releasing emotions. Forget the IC, I lost my new POSB card with added security (was still happily telling jonl how I finally got mine after he got his since ages ago) and other membership cards like my new and unused Passion card, my ezlink card which still had over $15 in it etc etc. But more importantly, my polaroids, photos and notes! Those can never be reapplied for and it is with frustration when I think about them. Thus I shall not be listing them out for fear of ending the post in tears but just know that all are precious and now I only have memories of them. URGH. (And that is an understatement)

Whatever it is, I am feeling sore from this event and despite today being my first day of being unemployed since 4 months ago, I feel no joy. I can only think about my wallet, or the lack of it. Currently I have no access to my money at all and its going to take a few days before my card can be sent to me because I cannot produce any identification to collect my card immediately at the bank. Right now I am penniless. I only have less than $15 till I gain access to my account Poor me! (Pun intended).

OKAY ACTUALLY I JUST WANT TO SWEAR IT ALL OUT BUT NELSON ALWAYS TELL ME NOT TO SWEAR SO I SHALL BE NICE BUT JUST KNOW THAT PROFANITY MAKES LIFE BETTER, URGH.

Pretty please, just take my money and return me all the other things - one man's meat is another man's poison- they are price-less to you, just like they are priceless to me.

On another note, because I've become so poor, I now feel like isolating myself at home. Dang.

Last but not least, nelson finally POPped yesterday so he's going on his block leave and I'll have plenty of time to spend with him - just nice! (:

1:46 PM