Too much sugar

Oh, it’s Vesak Day.

I woke up to Stevo’s morning message at 10:57am and he called me shortly after that. I ended up talking to him on the phone for 2 and a half hours in my bed, before brushing my teeth. It’s been so long since I talked to someone that way. And well, I liked it.

Been hanging out with Lesto boy and Stevo for the past three days and it was good. Mega cheap thrill-ed on Monday. We were so bored and broke that we had to *beep beep* right smack in the middle of town. I never thought I would do that sort of disgusting shit in my entire life! But yea, it was really cool.

I love love punching Stevo in the tummy just cause I love the silly spastic expression he gives whenever he gets punched. And Lesto boy’s ‘tickle’ thing that he does on my arm is so nice.

And oh, all of your conspiracy novels please Stevo!

Please pardon the incoherency, and the bad English. I still… haven’t brushed my teeth. :/

And last but not least, what do you get when there’s sugar overdose topped with plenty of narcissism?

G-mo Pangs II

It’s 5:42am right now and I just got off the phone with Steve. We talked for like, almost 4 and a half hours? Urg, I am not supposed to feel upset because I had a really enjoyable night at Clarke Quay merely 4 hours ago. What is wrong with my frigging head? I am feeling so so confused right now and my heart is scrunched up, and I think it’s causing my bile juice to churn. It’s not scientifically correct but who cares?

Relationship sucks. Be it a platonic friendship, bestfriendship of boygirlship. Fuck it man, seriously.

/Edit.
Shut the fuck up dad. Seriously. And grandmere’s being such a bitch.

G-mo Pangs

I have a lot to say but I just can’t seem to find the right words to use. Sigh, I guess it’s probably due to the usual morning grouchiness combined with the fact that I sometimes bottle up my emotions so much so that I don’t know how to express myself freely anymore. I try, but not hard enough.

I am G-moing (the new term given to be by the Secksi People for emo) in class right now and it’s gradually becoming a daily routine. I am sick of such G-motional post but I seriously can’t help it. I just have this inclination to blog about such same things over and over again. Maybe I can blame it on the fact that I am a Lit student, no? :/ And I was just browsing through some journals lately and I really wish with all my heart that I could say the same too. Oh, I forgot, I have no heart. I haven’t had a heart for months ever since that fateful day.

If only I could just pluck up enough courage to take up that suggestion Steve gave to me. If only…
But then again, I thought to myself, so what even if I finally managed that pathetic few words? I think it is obvious all these while. And I don’t see how it could aid in this hell hole that I am currently stuck in. It might just make it worser than it already was.

Oh G, please keep your emotions in check already.

On a lighter note, Vivo-ing last night with Steve was good. We were just talking about everything under the stars and cam-whored like mad at the playground. Click for visuals.

Mad Rad Hours

Do pardon the bad picture! I guess we can’t really manage decent pictures without Ikkhy.

You don’t know how much these people can make my day (including the missing Ikhlas). School will be sucha mega drag without these people. I had so much fun hanging out with them and the word fun, is starting to get so underrated.

Been catching the last train home so often these days and I don’t like the feeling of having to go home when I really don’t feel like it. Pfttt. All three of us (Stevo, Lesty Boy and me) so wanted to stay on at Cathay and emo about love, love and more love. Ah, shush. I should so get out of the emo mode already.

Fort Canning Park
Our New ‘IT’ Hangout

Can you say that you once ate beside a cannon that killed more than hundreds about forty to fifty years back? I am sure the secksi people can. We had our take away Ljs dinner the other night by the cannon at Fort canning park last Friday and I tell you, Ljs never tasted that good. Frankly speaking, it was seriously nothing about the cannon, but all about the ten thousand flights of stairs we had to climb before we managed to find a nice spot to have our dinner. All of us were starving. Saw some couple and I assumed that they were trying to find a perfect spot to do some hanky panky since it’s a Friday night at Fort. I am sure they were pretty disturbed at the sight of us cause we might be intruding…

After which, we headed back down and passed by the Parameswara’s grave. Steve said that it’s one of the most cursed places in Asia and if you ever touch the grave with your hands, it’ll fall off immediately. I didn’t really buy that cause I thought it looked so quaint and peaceful with the dim orange lights shinning at it.

Besides Fort, we are also starting to become regulars of Clarke Quay. Somehow or other, we always end up there even though we didn’t plan to head there at all. I love that place. IndoChine at Forbidden City was pretty good the other week but we didn’t think it was appropriate to get wasted that day. We’ll do it soon though. Donuts and home club next week. Can’t wait.

This post isn’t doing the past two weeks any justice cause it has been truly truly awesome.
More pictures for your viewing pleasure soon after I get them from Lesty Boy. Love!

Updated! (11.48PM) Many pictures from the past weeks.

Wonderwall please

My name is G and I’m feeling more than a little melancholy today.

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
(Is it really the end, or are we just presuming it’s the end in based on our own different situation?)

It’s not good to see that my emotions changed so drastically in a course of four days.

I had a pretty bad week in school, I wish someone could just sing me one of my favourite song and turn it all around.Maybe you’re gonna be the one that saves me. But after all, you’re my Wonderwall.

My name is G and I need to talk to someone tonight.

High on Hoe

I am in a extremely frigging good mood right now and I just can’t stop grinning like a silly Cheshire cat. Nothing can spoil it for me at this point in time. (Ok, maybe, just maybe you can blow my whole good mood off for me by telling me something but I don’t think that will ever ever happen) That explains why I am not paragraphing this whole chunk of words. I had a fan-super-tastic weekend and I mega loved it. I have cool Electrik blue nails now and I went Indochine on Sat with three secksi humans, ho! I am seriously too lazy and too happy for proper updates and even if I do update about my weekend I think it will be in my locked post so ask for the password if you would like to read.

I am going to click my heels now with Wonderwall playing on my media player, bye.

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