A few more hours to Yogya!

Yes! I am finally going to escape from the extreme weathers of Singapore. Today had been quite a bad day, not being able to sleep properly the night before, i woke up rather early to do some clearing up before i head to Raffles Place to change some money. The rates were rather good, like 7062 per Sing Dollar. However, looking at the rates for NZD, my heart took a plunge. It's rising rising and rising. My heart is dropping dropping and dropping! Please, USD, please brace yourself up and rise!

I'm so sad, i will not be able to see my buddy for at least one year. Just learnt that today. It's bad! And she's leaving for London a few hours earlier than me leaving for Yogya. However, i know time will pass by like even before i know it and 1 year will be like 1 month, given the kind of things i will do in between that duration.

I am rather tired now and i think i should go now. Keep logged on for photos!

Kill all the Commuters

Been a very angsty and bad Thursday! Every moment today was a moment of "damn this stupid person, i wish i could kill him or her" . First started with a stupid commuter on the train. As usual, the train was packed. As far as i can remember, there wasn't a time where the train isn't packed. Everybody was squishing and squashing and it was quite bad and my mood started taking a turn for the worse. Upon reaching City Hall, this damn lady, i guess in the middle ages, pushed me from behind even before the freaking doors were opened. I turned back and gave the " i-am-so-gonna-kill-u-now" look. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with all these people? I finally see how Singaporeans are accused of not bring gracious. Here is a puuuuurfect example of why we aren't.

Next, the victim became my dad. I just woke up from my nap, went downstairs to buy my dinner and realised that my dad gave me a missed call. Not knowing what's the matter, i gave a call back. Only to find out that he wanted me to bring up some stuff which is in no way urgent. I was super pissed. Why the hell would my dad want me to go down to pick up bread, joss sticks and 2 garlands of flowers? I mean the really small garlands. Can't he bring it up himself later? And the weather was freaking humid i sweat while going down. My mood immediately swung from worse to worst! I know i shouldn't be feeling this way, but i could not help it.

I hope... tomorrow will be free of such pissing me off events. It's a friday anyway. If such things were to happen, i would seriously kill myself.

THE BIG 23

First of all, thanks to all whom made my 23rd a rather pleasant one. Firstly the physics gang whom, bought me a cake and then had fun at Kbox. Though we were chased out like after 2.5 hrs, im sure the time spent inside wasn't one that i can forget easily.

Next, thanks to all those whom sms/facebooked me and wished me well and happy birthday. The feeling is unbelievable. I was actually contemplating counting the number of wishes i have and then recording it down to see if my 24th will be as well received, but by doing that i am inevitably celebrating my old age, something which i do not want. 23 years had just passed by so silently. But i still feel like i am 18 or 21. Being older by the years merely means that your responsibility as an adult is piling and i am expected to do things which i wasn't expected of. This birthday sets me to think who my friends really are. And i actually have quite a number of good friends, that's certainly very pleasant to learn.

Next to my bunch of ever-so-cool secondary school pals. I feel very touched and remembered when feng asked me out on my birthday for dinner. That's the point i know that my bunch of ever best friends are still there for me.

Now im awaiting the cake cutting session with my family. Thanks Dad, Mum, sis and bro for everything. I still treasure family the most.

The celeb will prolong and extend for 2 or more days i hope, meeting different groups of people. Now i have to do up the indon bulletin. Bye!