every second dripping off my fingertips: January 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010

Lately I've been lying in bed a lot more than usual because I refuse to go out. My feet have become somewhat of a nightmare and I blame it on my new set of footwear. So right now I'm treating it with cream, which I must admit came a little late because being the stubborn jerk that I am, I refused to accept the obvious diagnosis. I also think it's partly due to my skin becoming dry because of the medication I'm on. Hopefully I can get rid of it before I enlist.

Well it's not that I have become a hermit. On Friday I went to UCC to attend Asher's play.

Me: (approaching the ticket counter) Hi, I'm here to collect my tickets. My name is Gareth.
Counter guy: Oh you're Asher's friend.
Me: (with so much pride) YES I AM.

Okay so I'm pathetic. But at least the play was awesome for some parts. The characters adopted a British accent that on occasion sounded pleasant, while other times it was mind boggling. It boggled the mind so much that I had a headache. Naomi had to get my boggling under control (she was suffering as well). I have to say I'm proud of my heritage of sorts, because two of my seniors (I think) played rather interesting characters. Naomi even wanted to adopt one of their accents because it was so... funny. The play had several episodes of blatant sexual humour that screamed "ACS", and altogether, there were intense scenes, as well as scenes that were so silly, it was almost ridiculous. I think we had great fun that night, and there shall be many more nights to come.

Yesterday I also spent another intelligent afternoon discussing Naomi's assignment. It helped to get my literature gears working again, although I do believe they need a bit of oil. They must have rusted from all the lazing around at home, not doing anything literature related. I can't say I miss literature as a subject either, but I do have some sense of missing school. I felt that as I was walking around school recently with Krupa, looking for teachers to chat with. I have left remnants of my presence there as a sign of my undying affection towards my school. My spirit will always always be there.

Today as we traveled around after mass, we were busy counting how many people were "reaching for the apples on the tree". Adam and Eve must have had it difficult, and screwed humanity over for generations past. But these apples are mine.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
6:31 PM

Monday, January 25, 2010

My Big Fat Eating Birthday

22nd: My birthday, and Day 1 of the epic eating saga. Mom took me to the Grand Copthorne Waterfront where we ate at Brio. As usual, I ate a lot, and Naomi had fun at burgershack or something. I had the rich food and she had the fast food. Well this isn't all about me is it? Wait. Actually it is. I'm freaking 19 man I get to do whatever I want. I think. So I ate and I ate, and in the evening I had cake. The same cake I eat every year because I love that cake. There's still cake left over in the fridge if you're interested. I had an epic dinner also, so the gym trip the day before was completely washed down the toilet, with toilet paper thrown over it to make sure it's gone for good.

23rd: Another lunch date at Ju Shin Jung, this time with Naomi. She calls me a moron for paying for it myself, but secretly I know she has fun stuff prepared for me that's going to make my insides feel special, so I'm just preparing myself in case she decides to do something spectacular. She has been known to do that. She also happens to be an expert at these things, it's almost uncanny. You should have seen the way she looked at me when she was feasting on the long beans. Later she whispered something in my ear that sent chills down my spine to my special place. Well enough about special places. Later we went to watch New York I Love You, and it wasn't fantastic. When we saw The Time Traveler's Wife yesterday, we both agreed Rachel McAdams's butt is definitely better than Maggie Q.

In the evening I made my way to Bren's house to attend his BBQ, where I enjoyed some steak, had some laughs, and nearly choked on squid. I do not wish to mention the details of the party for reasons which only the people present would understand. I also proudly displayed Naomi's fantastic present that drew the attention of many of my friends. Yes folks, it has ONLY been around the head supported by a neck. Naomi has yet to return the favour.

24th: As usual, we woke up late and so we attended the 11am mass. We noticed the choir seems to be double dipping, hoping for a larger salary so I might actually go back. Unlike Naomi, I don't have talents that make people's insides feel special. Thai Express was our lunch destination, and was definitely incomparable to the Korean cuisine we had the day before. Either that, or I'm biased. After fattening up further on twister fries and the movie, I went with her to Jelita to get her smashing new haircut, that automatically gets me feeling special inside. Right now it seems as though she's getting to me. She can't seem to get her hands off me, and the fact that every post I have right now seems to have her inside makes it scary. I need to be wary. But... Naomi has yet to return the favour.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
5:17 PM

Friday, January 22, 2010

Haaapeeee burrrrrf-dei tuuuuu MEEEEE.

I am 19. I feel happy. I'm going into army.

He: *walking along Arts corridor, and notices pictures of young men and women pasted on the railings* EH.
She: *stops to look as well*
He: what's this... *eyes narrow at the sight of another "pageant" thing where people have to vote for their favourite, like the failed Singapore Idol isn't enough*
She: oh these are the pageant winners from each Fac.
He: ah I see. *scans through rest of the pictures*
She: *follows behind, disgusted at the "black" looking goth people*
He: *stops abruptly* EH this girl wear her tube so low! can see ______ already.
She: OMG they could have at least Photoshopped in a cleavage for her la.
He: walau she wear until so low some more. *walks away after mentally digesting her canvas-like chest*
She: ya I can write my entire life story there la...
(brief silence)
She: OMG I JUST MADE A JOKE.
He: HAHAHA that is FORNEEEE! *secretly rolls eyes*

You did well Naomi! Don't give up your dream!

Later I went to gym with Krupa. He found it unproductive. I can barely lift my arms. I think army is going to do wonders for me. I won't go in Spartan and come out a god, but hopefully I'll come out a Spartan then.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
12:33 AM

Thursday, January 21, 2010

I know I haven't been blogging for a while, but here I am now. As it is, I am thoroughly bored at home and yet I am too lazy to go out and find something important to do. Perhaps the trip to school and the gym later might do me some good to cure my boredom. Krupa better not pang-seh me again.


On Tuesday I went with Adeline and Jeremy to jam at some random place (again), where they did not have a sustain pedal for the keyboard (again). Yes that was the reason, or at least one of the reasons why my face was not so pretty that day, besides the obvious blemishes. Unfortunately, we did not have very successful music that day, owing to the fact that we had no drummer and no bloody sustain pedal. Jeremy suggested I bring my own, which is a good point, but I don't know if I have one and more importantly, whether the one I might have actually works. Or is it the other way round... I'm confused.

After that we went to watch Daybreakers which is about (surprise surprise) vampires. Luckily there was no nonsense like shiny skin and telepathy, but more of gore and "fuck" in every sentence. Plus there were naked bodies that were being farmed for blood. Cool huh. Role reversal of your typical vampire-horror movie. I wonder if I should include spoilers. Hmmm...

On the train ride home, Jeremy and I had some guy time analyzing this guy and girl chatting, observing their behavioural patterns and such. Naomi, we should do that some time.

Speaking of farming, yesterday I had a rice ball.

Yes that was so amazing, I have to give it its own paragraph. The rice ball stall thing was very much like a Japanese Subway, so we chose our rice, which was purple rice (for expecting mothers) and wheat germ rice. As delectable as that sounds, we decided to go for the jugular. The insides consist of silverfish, seaweed chicken, chicken ham, asparagus and pickled cabbage filling. Tasty. To clear our pallet, we had takopachi balls and twister fries. Yum yum. I think my fats are accumulating, fast. Doom.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
12:14 AM

Friday, January 15, 2010

I hate being sick. It makes me miserable, and inadvertently makes other people miserable.

I'll be spending the next few days at home.

House, if you're out there...

Differential diagnosis for a maculopapular rash, flu symptoms (with no fever), cracked lips and conjunctivitis.

Go.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
12:44 AM

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

I've spent the most of my evening contemplating my future, discussing university issues with friends, and working on some artistic material, with limited success. I will be travelling to NUS to seek answers from the admissions office.

Yesterday I spent some time with Naomi to have lunch with her before her lecture. Old issues came up but everything is okay now.

Sometimes I really wonder if I'm the person I think I am now. I never thought I'd be 'that' kind of person but I realised that no one becomes the people they would like to be, unless they are lucky. They usually turn out uglier than they envisioned themselves to be in the future. If they are not uglier, than perhaps just not what they would have liked. I blame this on a person's fundamental flaws, such as selfishness and greed, but as my better half has told me before, not everyone is like that.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
2:02 AM

Monday, January 11, 2010

I have begun to acquire an expensive taste for Starbucks coffee, having recently occupied the outlets whenever I felt like I had a lot of money in my wallet. "A lot" is not usually enough for most people but it is for me. My taste for coffee will get more refined as I grow older and earn more money, and hopefully I'll get to have a taste of Kopi Luwak once in my life. Instant forever sounds awful.

Speaking of shit coffee, I spent yesterday in good company, feeling flu-ey but happy. At least there's someone in my life I can thoroughly rely on, who is an excellent companion with whom I can openly share my feelings, both in my heart and other organs. I have also developed a liking for caramel hot chocolate.

And something to look forward to:

The Blockbuster TV Event of the Decade
Starring Bebe-chan as 배하미 (Bae Ha-mi), and Bobo-kun as 이성보 (Yi Sungbo)
Love, growing up, missed opportunities and second chances. 영원히 사랑 (Yeongwonhi sarang) tells the story of a young couple embarking on a journey through life that sees them go their separate ways. Yet, as fate would have it, their paths are destined to cross once again. This chance meeting not only re-ignites old passions, it triggers a chain of events that will change their lives forever. It promises to be an explosive journey!

Keep an eye on this space for more updates.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
11:30 PM

Saturday, January 9, 2010

6th January has passed, D-Day is over and I'm still here. I'm still breathing. I cannot understand why and neither can some people. Just ask TC. But this post is not going to be about me rationalising how this was "a learning experience", or how it "isn't so bad". I would prefer to detail how I spent the past few days and how I intend to live out the next few years of my life


After getting my results, I met up with Naomi and we went to 'sit and talk', to calm my nerves and discuss other plans. Of course the question of universities came up but I politely interjected with joking remarks about the lack of movies to watch these days. You know it's when you want to watch a good movie that they don't have them, and when you want to study that they have the best movies. The next day I went with Adeline to catch Avatar where there were Amazing blue naked Aliens. Just yesterday I spent time at Krupa's where they didn't have the patience to watch Sweeney Todd, so I ended up watching the mindless Wolverine again.

Today was better, not just because I was out with Naomi again, but because I did more intelligible stuff like reading Winterson and having coffee. After quietly enjoying the lesbian relationship depicted and getting distracted by recounts of our exciting dreams, we finished up the coffee and the paragraph and left because she had a date with her friend. We had a laugh on the 156 when we started making Domo-kun faces and taking pictures. The other passengers on the bus must have been thoroughly disturbed by the giggling and the contorted faces. Lucky for them, our ride wasn't long. Oh if only I did not have a sore throat.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
9:43 PM

Friday, January 1, 2010

I would like to begin with "HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!" because that is just "how we roll" man. Of course I would like to tell you about my so-called "RESOLUTIONS that never get fulfilled" because the rest of the world does it as well. I suppose it is good to resolve to be better or do something different or improve on something but at the same time, I stand by my principle (and House's as well, but I came up with it first) that people don't change. Unless you have brain damage and you begin to have an aversion to ice cream in which case, if you're a fat guy, I'd say you're lucky, otherwise, I'd feel sorry for you.

  1. Get fit
  2. Get nice
  3. Get rich(er)
  4. Get less horny
  5. Get to my cello and piano more
  6. Get my life in order
  7. Love Naomi more
Speaking of horny and ice cream, I spent New Year's Eve with Naomi on our planned expedition to Dempsey hill where we enjoyed 2 scoops of Ben & Jerry's. While 2 scoops isn't enough to get a Gabriel Long fat, it was enough to get me sleepy and self conscious about the growing number of spare tires around my stomach. At least I was not self conscious alone, albeit about different things, but the other thing I shall not say because it has to do with the human anatomy and NOT ME. After torturing Naomi by making her finish her food like a Sook Ching torturer, I had to torture her some more by making her watch 20th Century Boys II with me. She could secretly be a masochist because now she wants to watch the third installation with me but I won't complain. After the free ice cream (because "I'm the man") and movie, we chilled for a while thinking about what to do and where to go after, and at the same time we were mesmerised by lesbian love. And then Backstreet Boys came on, and I made a music video of Naomi, and I was laughing and and and and adn dan nad it was time to leave.

Sure enough we continued enjoying each other while walking to the busst op to take the bust o Orchard to have dinner. Clearly we were still dreaming about the lesbians because we did not eat much, although the fail mocha and double chocolate frappes were enough to inflate my tires further. After which I flew Naomi home ON TIME so that we could hang out by the poolside.

Her Mom and Dad invited me upstairs for some steak which was honestly really good, and after a glass of white and red we went back downstairs for some private time. And yes, I mean private.

Then came the highlight of the evening. We took a dive into the pool and the water was freezing. Luckily I had shorts to wear so I wouldn't have to go home dripping and getting smothered by a drunk Indian lady with a fetish for wet guys. Naomi shivered like crazy but I shivered a little, because I'm macho that way, and we had quite a lovely scene if you were to stand by the poolside with a camera. Then we could have filmed a remake of Titanic but only this time, Jack and Rose would be doing handstands in the water. We had a few giggles (let's leave it at that) and then I had to leave. How unfortunate that a lovely night with a full moon had to end so quickly.

Bus service, you suck.

somewhere a clock is ticking:
1:43 PM

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