could you hear me?

Monday, December 13, 2004

prayers..carol practice..

woke up in the morn. ytd had a long day folding stuff for today's prayers. it was pretty fast.. prayed and stuff. then went to burn them. oh wellz. and i was sayin that there will be one new hotspot on the satellite map. hahaz. PSI 100. neat. and the breeze provided ample O2 for the combustion process. hahaz. chem. geez.

went back to have lunch. a little. wasnt feeling hungry. porridge. literally drank it down. plain. oh wellz. then i got changed and stuff. figured that i would definitely be late. whoever heard of the mrt or bus service will travel at lightspeed from khatib to serangoon. i mean, i know the displacement isnt very far but it's the distance. u know how weird singapore had it's mrt tracks planned out. with the NEL stretching from the city to the NE part of singapore. it makes no perfect sense for one person to travel all the way to the city to change track to take the NEL. and no way can i afford 1++ hours of travelling when i've only got half an hour to. and the uncountable stops of the bus. plus i heard too much complaints from my aunts on how long it takes to reach serangoon from khatib. so there i go.

took a cab. after withdrawing money that is. hahaz. realised that i kept donating. to pple on the streets. i'll feel guilty if i dun. but it's nice to see them all thankful and stuff. and this lady said, "God bless your soul, child." when she sold me the tissue packs.. was feeling good and touched. back to the taxi. yah, the driver asked me whether goin by CTE would be alright. i juz said ok. hahaz. then on SLE read that CTE was jammed over the electronic billboard. wowz. so he changed to travelling along yck road. then we were quite close to this truck which suddenly stopped due to red light. the taxi driver juz swerved to switch to the left most lane which was empty. almost hit the truck. but lucky me. was worried that he'll go on a longer route. but no.. he brought me straight. hahz.. guess he was in a hurry too. passed xie's hse, and tk's busstop. oh wellz. the all familiar road. i so missed those times.. kept lookin at the scenery outside.

reached there in like 18 mins.. hahaz.. on time. so cool. stood ard. was actually starting to wonder whether dear aunt would be waiting inside the station. so i smsed her. and coincidentally she came from beyond the gates. and surprise, surprise! in a lady's black three quarter long sleeves and long skirt! oh wowz. she looked aunty. but nice too. hahaz. went to her friend's block's void deck to let her eat her lunch of bk. and also to pack her orange sling bag. she's got lotsa junk in there. how romantic right. an "auntie and niece" lunch. haiz. at a void deck somemore.

sat for a while. then her friends arrived. and we proceeded to their place. wat can i say abt it? the number of pple in her grp is definitely a handy number. easy to manage. true. many personalities. yea, they're quite nice. and i officially joined their carolling session. oh wellz. hope i'll still remember how to sing the songs. =P but seriously speaking, if they are choir members, they will definitely sound much louder. not that i'm saying that they are very soft. audible. but it'll be better if they are louder. the diaphragm is vital. yepz. but all in all, the carolling practice experience is nice. totally feel free to be singing again. hahaz.

thanks to aunt, i got a hitch to sembawang. neat. maybe she felt guilty for me to have spent those money on the cab. was quite quiet throughout the whole car journey. perhaps i'm feeling foreign. perhaps it's the after effects of the ability to sing again. u know, sometimes when u juz made so much noise, u juz wanna shut down for a while. yah. listening to the songs played over radio. and conjuring up some in my brain. heard "The Distance". haha. my favourite in my playlist. had some "pep-talks" with them on the cab. mostly answering qns. listening of course.

reached the station. we proceeded to the fair price homemart at the stn. walking ard. nothing interesting. maybe. i hate shopping? ok lahz. it's still the company that matters. i dun mind looking at stuff. ok. maybe not too much. i like to look at musical instruments though. still thinkin of gettin a violin. right. x-mas prezzie. maybe. i'll get sth. cards? perhaps. girls only. hahaz. maybe jas. and the someones. always on my mind.

met jeremy when he called sarah to find that he's in the fairprice at sun plaza itself. the second time i saw sarah rush so quickly. hahaz. she seemed to be able to travel at a surprising speed even though her slippers were claimed to be frictionless. hahaz. they chatted abit. and we left. went to sembawang library. she juz got herself one book at the "new" section and we got out. not even 5 minutes and we're outta there.

went to J8 after that. aunt went home. but i dun feel like shopping alone. so after a quick walk i went home. didnt see much. perhaps i'm sick of that place? hmm.. nvm..

that's today.


i know i ought not to eavedrop on adult talks. but sometimes i juz couldnt help it. family secrets. spewing all over. and i thought my family is a decent family. apparently it's more complicated then one could imagine. dun they know? lives are precious. haiz. no wonder my dad had been keepin mum. haiz. perhaps, he loves me with a reason? a guilty one? i derno. but i'm sure i dun wanna know. ignorance is bliss. but sometimes curiosity kills. haiz. i still love my dad. nevertheless..

think i'm gettin off. my grandparents are nagging. haiz. dun they know they talk loud? esp at the still of the night. their voices booming at me. haiz. shant wake my mum up.


"i juz wanna feel real love..fill the home that i live in.."
- Al

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