Once again..


OK. Enough about my whole birthday hoo-ha.. Shall blog about what happened over the last few days..

Steph came over last tuesday to help me do some last minute packing cause we're moving on the 25th. Cant believe that my mum chose to move house on MY BIRTHDAY. Trying to make it more memorable right? *&^^%$#@

Was packing when i realised how much stuff i don't need. Threw away lots of stuff. At the end, i was packed ALL in ONE BOX.


*tIng considers.*

There are times that i feel like packing up and running away. Grab my passport and head to some foreign country. Experience things.. Meet people.. Listen to their stories. Like the character Alice/Jane in "Closer". Packed up and left.


I think i'm not that type of person who clings on to old stuff. I used to keep stuff.. until one day i realised that all these physical things doesn't really matter.. Its the memories that stays with me that are important. So i dumped everything. I don't like to dwell on things. It's not good for me.

Anyway.. Back to where i strayed..

Woke up in the middle of the night and realised i was having a fever. My throat felt like i had 2 ping pong balls in stuck in there!

*tIng points her 3rd finger and pouts angrily.*

Nabehz... Am i really that suay to fall sick on my birthday? I cant believe that it was happening! I popped 2 panadols, hoping that the fever will go off. Unfortunately, it didn't. The next morning, i woke up feeling weak, feverish and in cold sweat. Damm.. There's not enough bad words to describe how i was feeling. The closest word i can think of is...


Yes.. Ladies and Gentlemen.. My vocab is very limited. So i can only think of "FUCKED" to describe the situation. Having no choice, i stayed in bed and slept till 6pm. Cant believe i spent my birthday, SICK and sleeping.

At 6pm, i forced myself out of bed. I simply refused to cancel my Zouk night because of my little sore throat. So i got dressed, did my make-up and made my way to MW to pick Steph.

Reached Zouk ard 10.40.. Actually met Issac on the bus down to Zouk.. What coincidence. He gave me my birthday present... 20 small paper boats and one big one in a black paper box.


I saw no point carrying on a "thing" that i cant find word to describe. Basically had a fun time at Zouk. The minute i stepped in, i felt better. No need to medication. No need for doctors. Maybe i should consider going Zouk everytime i'm sick?! *considers* Bought drinks for everyone before i headed to the dance floor.


I had a great time.. Even though not many people turned up, i still had fun. Actually, i saw alot of people at Zouk. People like my friendly neighbour Chang qi, commandos like James and Spencer and blah blah blah. So many people wished my happy birthday and wanted to buy me drinks. *giggles* I'm not lonely on my birthday.. (Even though i desperately wished that Sailor boy was with me... *whines*)

I was actually quite disappointed because none of the GV people came. Not a single one. But then again, i shan't let this bother me too much. I'm the most important person on my birthday.


Stayed over at Steph's place and we went to work the next morning feeling sick.. Actually, i was just abit tired. She was sick. Very sick. Poor Steph. Must be me who spread the virus to you. *sayang Steph*

After work, we took bus 36 home. Somehow, i had the wrong impression that bus 36 goes to Katong area. I was wrong. It didn't stop anywhere near my aunt's place. I ended up taking the bus all the was to Changi Airport and back again.

*tIng congraulates herself for her stupidity.*

Nevertheless, i still managed to get I, me and myself back at my aunt's place. Still in time for DINNER. Ah yes..... HOME COOOKED DINNER.. Its been a long time since i had HOME COOKED DINNER.


Its not really a feast or anything. But i'm contented. I'm satisfied with a simple fare. I think i'm very easily contented these days. I don't have very high expecations anymore. I think it makes my life easier and also HAPPIER.

Sailor boy coming back tml.. Countdown begins!!

Friday.. Was secretly hoping the day will pass quickly cause my Sailor boy is coming back at 23.59am. Waiting for him to reach LAND has been tough. But i managed. I look forward to seeing him everytime.

Reached home.. Ate dinner.. Showered.. Did his present.. Wanted to surprise him.. Waited patiently for his call. And when he did, i literally jumped out of my seat! *laughs* Don't get me wrong. I jumped out of my seat not because of excitement but cause my phone was on the other table.

Anyway, we talked for a while.. went to bed ard 2.30am.. woke up at 7.30am.. took a cab to meet Sailor boy for breakfast!


I'm scared. Why am i behaving this way? Be still, my heart. I'm worried. Worried about me. Worried about how real this feeling is. Worried about him and other gals. Worried about everything.

I don't know. I don't know what will happen in the future. All i know now is i feel happy when i'm with him and he makes me laugh. I feel comfortable being with him and it feels so real. For the first time in many months. It actually could be real.


Sailor boy sent me to work after breakfast. Missed him.. Work work work.. He came to pick me after work... So sweet that i'm dying of diabetes already.. Gosh.. Went for dinner..

Heart racing.

Cant stop smiling.

Blushing. <- Note: This is not a gd sign. I cant believe i blushed. My face and ears turned red, i think he didn't notice cause the lights were dim.

Its not good right? All the signs of falling in love are there. Yet i refuse to acknowlegde them. I don't want to admit anything.


*tIng sigh..*

Maybe i should think about this again.. Oh before i forget.. Durffy learnt to climb the stairs today.

*tIng pats Durffy on the head*


loVe iS a deLuSiOn tHat OnE mAn dIffErs fRoM aNotHer.