last evening, the every evening that brother sj attained class 3, we had a gala time at adam rd's hawker. he was at my place that evening too and while on the computer, said he found the lack of pictures on my blog very disturbing.

after this weird dream of people telling me how ugly my spectacles look, i finally woke up at noon. and while my stomach tries to eat itself for the past hour, i decided to take a break from the usual mediocre metaphors, one liners, abstract, ambiguous blogging, and go through my archives, and upload the heck load of photos, for all the good times.

its been quite a ride since ord...

























till next time. :)

Labels: gessvball, go5, life, ord

at midnight we shook his hand and wished him all over. to be offically 21. i wonder what that truly means. another milestone? or just another year?

in the end, there were only seven of us. in the bedroom. singing sappy love songs. m2m. bsb. playing cards. taunting each other. trying hard not to lose. 'cause when you pass a certain point, the drinks just become hard to stomach. and it really was. for one of us at least. haha.

"sing another luuuuuuurrrrve song..."

'like birds being strangled', i quote someone ;) i can't think of a better way to describe us. haha.

i guess, the million dollar question is...

"for who?"

at half past five in the morning i got lift home which was swell. i had a good time. they say life is all about the memories you collect. that night was definitely another one of those pieces.

till next time!

Labels: birthday, friends, gessvball, go5, life, vodka

three happy man united fans & i. a bottle of singha. a grueling three hour football match. bloodied noses, tempers flaring. a night of agony, fatigue & glory. a gleeful morning. american idol.

i was lmao at our own commentary. avram grant.

Labels: football, go5, sleep

wmp: jays of clay, sing.

at a hundred kilometres per hour, the engine revs hard. its almost nostalgic; this constant familiar hue of orange from every one of these nights.

semi-concentrated on holding down the strings to a tiresome f chord, this conversation with a brother devoids me on this lonesome morning. it was elucidating at some point.

whatever that will happen, will happen, i guess.

its 4am.

let me dream.

Labels: friends, go5, nightlife, nostalgia, sleep

wmp: sum 41, underclass hero

it was two pretty decks of cards and an empty chivas bottle i left behind.

what i need is an epiphany. and strepsils for a throat that is as good as gone.

Labels: chalet, gessvball, go5, vodka

it's been about a month and a half since ord. i've finished most of the things i've started long ago and tidied up my room good. there had been a couple of good parties. and by the end of this week, it would already be approx 250 hours of hanging out at the library....

the past week had been tiring. the nights have a way of stretching themselves making the morning especially hard to pull through. i came back home last friday night relieved that t'was a weekend ahead to finally have a full eight hours of blissful sleep but one thing kinda led to another and the weekend was long gone.

that friday night, after turning down a night of poker, i stayed up late in my sister's room hammering keys from the score sheet of 'memories of lightwaves' on her keyboard. i should say it was a start.

the next morning t'was a couple of games of volleyball at jjc which kinda wore me down. they were more exhausting than i had remembered, running for the quick balls that i never really knew how to. after a three hour nap at home i took a train down to felix place where the three of us nuts sweated it out on the basketball court. in between the games i laid on the floor gasping like some fish. i had the small victory etched in my mind since but that was it for me after that. we had supper at chinatown, a very restless night on bed and then a full day at the beach on sunday. the night at one degree fifteen was most reposeful except for the lack of breeze perhaps and the absolute fatigue.

it was the first time i gambled with peanuts & peas.

i woke up on monday morning feeling the terrible aches on the legs, backs, shoulders even but without the sunburns(sunscreen!). while brushing my teeth my mum barged in and very apologetically told me to call off the bangkok trip. i didn't know what else to say, maybe except that i didn't feel like going anywhere too anyway.

sometimes we wait, and we wait for so long for something to happen that when it finally does, it isn't half as exciting as it was from the start anymore...

on tuesday, three of us samuel, hf and myself went down to ntu. i thought it was funny. a couple of years back it was the same three of us too, in the same og back in college. i'm pretty exciting about this upcoming phase.

life in the library has been pretty swell in a way. though sometimes i wish it was more happening, there are even more times that i feel it can't get any better than this. the surroundings would make a nice study haunt if i actually lived nearby. somewhere along the month i was asked to take a couple of photographs.

i seem to have an immense amount of time to myself everywhere i've been(from ns to work here), even though i seem to be misusing it each time. like watching comedy after comedy and running through online manga for three straight days...

'nuff said.

Labels: beach, gessvball, go5, naruto, nightlife, sleep

wmp: lostprophets, 4am forever

it was a short dash across the three, maybe four, lane road because i wasn't as punctual as i'd like to have been and then i felt the breathlessness kick in. i wonder what happened man.

i liked horton. fcukin' hilarious.

and so after a stout, a walk down to felix's place, a drive out to mcdonalds, some five hour restless sleep and a day at bugis, i finally made it back to home sweet home.

looks like a storm is coming.

maybe its really more difficult than it looks but i think i've spent too much time reading and its finally time to get down to it no matter what my parents think i can't do.

Labels: beer, brewerkz, gessvball, go5, movie, nightlife

wmp: how six songs collide, norwegian recycling

i've been trying to recollect on how i've spend the last two weeks ever since i've orded - it feels like yesterday actually - and do a day by day entry but everything seems to be one big blur.


so, in nutshell, t'was the chinese new year at my grandmother's place for a couple of nights of blackjack, and then we were at cs's birthday surprise came monday night(i can only imagine how he stepped into his bedroom of a bunch of us), kuishin bo on valentines day(hungry people obliterating snow crabs, lol) and, of course, raffles town club with the entire gessvball gang. aka the inebriates(see bottom left). for most of the week i saw felix & huimin, probably the two most free people in the world. haha.



t'was some afternoon i caught 'ah long' with sj & felix at marina sq. and then as we were looking around at springfield, we heard a good mix of songs. two weeks of searching and last night i finally found the guy churning those mash ups out. norwegian recycling. very neat stuff he's got.

cjseven was pretty hilarious but just alrite on the whole. i watched 'meet the spartans' on tvshack. not exactly something i'd go to the movies for but entertaining still. 'jumper' was cool. but i still wanna be superman.

i'm glad my model kit is finally taking shape after 6546876138318 days(since the alevels). what a waste of time and money. i can't wait to be done with it for good.

for the past week i've been kinda comfortable going to bed at 4am in the morning until i had to head down to the beach last saturday morning. quite a drag to reset the alarm an hour after an hour. they say its better to wake up in the early morning and i thought i'd like that too though i don't really know how now. besides, i enjoy the peace in the night.

i'm really lookin' forward to something but i can't exactly put my finger on it...

Labels: beach, beer, birthday, gessvball, go5, movie, ord, vodka

wmp: a1, caught in the middle

we spent the entire evening in town wandering about and then had a couple of drinks at molly malone's. cheating at poker is fuckin' fun especially when it doesn't matter if we get caught. half a deck was eventually drenched in strongbow. the last train led to my place where we chatted while sipping on whiskey in the chilly breeze by the poolside.

they called it camaraderie. i think i'll miss that.

so it was some 3am after setting the chivas bottle aside. jenrine filled me in on the upcoming phase of school. very exciting.

i met up with the go5 the following morning back at town. i just hope the weeks ahead are fuckin' good times together...

i keep forgeting my handphone now has a camera.

Labels: beer, go5, ns, ord

wmp: lifehouse, better luck next time

it was another good night of fun and booze. i didn't think i'd last but at some 4am when the last bunch of people went off after a couple of rounds of texas poker and beer, i was the only soul left awake, slouched on the sofa rifling the deck of cards wishing t'was accompaniment yet again.















so much for the iron livers... hahahaha

i waited it out for the first train, onboard which i thought i could just lie down throughout the journey but it was suprisingly crowded and then i realised there were probably people out there doing their night shifts and those who were returning home from a night like ours. it was a half lit 7am sky i walked beneath before reaching my doorstep.

till next time man.

Labels: birthday, gessvball, go5

wmp: straylight run, existentialism on prom night

it was a quick simple dinner with the go5 on friday night. we had a drink at the rooftop garden. i couldn't resist taking out the deck of cards. late into the morning we caught 'the kingdom' at cineleisure. i thought it was a good show despite the very shaky camera that made me slightly motion sick. i took a cab home while felix drove the rest home; staying in the west away from the rest of the gang is somehow my curse. it was only at 5am after a quick shower and surfing the net that i dived straight into bed. i was dead beat.

and then on sunday, after threatening ky that i'd kill him if he didn't turn up, the three of us caught up as we wandered around china square central and then vivocity as we tried quite hard to recall the names of our classmates and talk about the long past jjc days.

very nostalgic. for me at least.

Labels: go5, life, nostalgia

wmp: angel and airwaves, i-empire

my routines have pretty much been upset lately. that usually happens when i don't have to go to work the next day. i would stay up late for no reason.

it was another sunday night that the three of us slept over at felix's place. i wished aston villa would've just let the remaining three minutes left on the clock run out and portsmouth, i don't know what else to say man. luck, or the sheer lack of it, is a hard thing to explain.

i should do myself a favour and retire from this recent indulgence for as long as i can.

marvel/dc: after hours #7 is finally out, haha.

9am and a storm is on its way. goodie.

night.

Labels: football, go5, life

wmp: angels and airwaves, i-empire

i guess it took some effort on everybody's part to make it to felix's place last saturday evening. we watched football. and then set of to play football ourselves. it reminded me of old times yet didn't exactly feel like it. its a pity the soccer court was no longer there due to renovation works. we could have had a more continuous pace of games. and perhaps i wouldn't have stepped into the fuckin' drain, scratching my leg and making that sprain on the right ankle which i only felt during one of our last 2 on 2 match.

at 3am, there were only felix sj and i in the living room watching the football highlights while having small chats inbetween. based on hearsay, we painted a picture the very near future - the ord and beyond. what i can't shake off my mind is the goal middlesbrough made against tottenham.

came monday. i didn't need to wake up early. i remember gallivanting around bugis when i returned a miss call and was told that i had been 'activated' for the next day. it wasn't the best of news and i decided to head back home and just lie down with what's left of the day. i bought an 8" manikin from art friend along the way. God knows why.

i spent straight hours, except of those of lunch and dinner which barely made up one anyway, seated, looking into the monitor, typing and clickin', clickin' and typin'. it was nearing 10pm when i left the camp. i had thought the worst was over.

somehow i'm convinced that i'm just some sort of tragic walking dartboard 'cause as soon as i got back the next day, i was sent back to the monitor, typin' and clickin', clickin' and typin', with everyone else frolicking behind.

i had thought the workload, when plotted on a graph, produces a pleasing curve of negative gradient that eventually hits the zero axis when t=ord. whatever fuckin happened to that man?

i had dinner with jj at je before turning down a night with the go5 and headed home for a 13 hour straight sleep made of dreams mainly. i'm just fuckin' relieved that the long long weekend is here(till monday i'm on fuckin leave. isn't that fuckin awesome?)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i finsihed watching all 32 episodes of naruto shippuuden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i got my hands on angel and airwave's "i-empire"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

i will ORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Labels: football, fuck, go5, life, ns

wmp: sum 41, with me



Not in picture: Lee Khong Wee(Safti MI), Choo Huimin(Australia, Canberra), Jack club & Jack Spade.

i haven't much to say really about the weekend. i guess sometimes when you wait so hard for something to come by it doesn't seem nearly as rewarding as it could have been.

last friday night i made my way to holland village after a short but well deserved nap to meet up with the rest of the vball gang. the erdinger went well with the company at harry's but when they decided to called it an end to the night i felt again that t'was something still amiss. like an agenda unfulfilled. i must have been too intoxicated perhaps but i eventually walked it off before hailing a cab. i look forward still to such gatherings, hoping something more will happen for all of us someday even though i'm not exactly sure what i'm talking about.

it was near three in the morning as i walked pass my brother's room when i got home. i could almost see pass the closed door; he would have been there at his computer clickin' his friggin' mouse like a mad man and wouldn't careless even if i were to open the door and step in and dance around him. i can't remember when all of us started shutting our doors.

i skipped a shower.

apart from a couple of episodes of my name is earl, i slept most of the saturday away.

the day at the beach on sunday got off to a bad start with bad weather but the 2 on 2 games more than made up for it in the end. the partnership with fe was supreme. i made an early move for a quick shower and rushed to jj's place where i made it in time for the second half of arsenals match against sunderland. it sounds unlike me but for the first time, i actually jumped out of seat a couple of times in agony whenever some footballer makes a blunder and probably remaining oblivious still to the difference the one more goal would have made to the value of a ticket. the take away for the night? it ain't always about having faith...

i got home dropped my bag, and told myself i would laugh the entire lousy week away, start the next day with a smile, even though i'm not quite good at that, and just get over the day, and then the week itself...

it's been good as far as for now...

turns out it's quite an entry actually. i guess i got carried away.

lol.

ciao.

Labels: beach, beer, friday, gessvball, go5, life, monday, nightlife, ns

wmp: taking back sunday, what's it feel like to be a ghost

i've been using my inhaler throughout the week, before the morning runs, in the middle of the night, but usually discreetly behind my parents back(if only they wldn't kick a fuss out of it). this time round i just told them somehow. expectedly they mentioned how i should have out grown my asthma at my age and "no wonder i looked so haggard & pale". but when dad asked me to sniff on vicks vapour and reminded me to take my windbreaker out that sunday, and the world best mum putting down a mug of warm 'pei pa koa' right in front of me, all that, if you ask me, was priceless.

still, the uncontrollable coughs were killin' my throat that i found it better to be drugged on cough syrup and sleep through the rainy saturday. somewhere in the middle of the day i watched afro samurai. didn't think they could make an afro with a sword look that cool. voiced by samuel l jackson. not much of a storyline but pretty neat nevertheless.

last friday evening the bunch of us, andrew frankie lowbar & i, decided to have dinner at 'botak jones' which was good. the serving was generous & it was easy to see why almost everyone there in the kopitiam were there just for the american food. we caught the simpsons. hilarious flick. i tried not to cough too loudly throughout.

i woke up on a cloudy sunday, coughing still. i had planned a lazy day at the beach; a few good games of volleyball maybe but mostly lazing around. but it looked so damn cold out there. i met up with felix & cs still at ps. 'knocked up' was a good film. recommended. again i tried not to cough too much throughout. but i coughed as though i had tuberculosis as we walked down the streets to city hall after a couple of rounds of pool at meridian.

and so, there goes the weekend... great. frankly, just thinking about pulling through tmr is hard enough...



"Ben Stone: Do you want to do it doggie style?
Alison Scott: You're not going to fuck me like a dog.
Ben Stone: It's doggie style. It's just the style. We don't have to go outside or anything." - knocked up

Labels: family, go5, monday, movie

wmp: damien rice, rootless tree

the apache and chinook was really an eye opener. at the end of the day i had dinner at jp's long john silver with jj and we were at the vcd shop for quite awhile, selecting a number of titles for rent. i hadn't much time to myself at home before moving out to see huimin off at the airport.

i met up with cs and felix before proceeding there and while looking for a place to eat at the airport i suggested "popeye", which proved alittle elusive to find again since my last time there before i took off to taiwan a couple of months back. while we were there i saw an episode of tom & jerry being played at a kids corner and remember watching that exact same episode when i was a kid. i watched it on a video tape i used to own and had it played and replayed for probably 46060665679 times. it was a very nostalgic moment.

we were waiting, after the very satisfying meal, for the train back to T2 when...

cs: "felix, where's your bag?"
- long pause -

the calm before the storm, and then they sprinted back to 'popeye'. i couldn't stop laughing until they returned.

everyone else were there when we met up. along the way we saw ms chueng. she's timeless, looking exactly like how i faintly remember. at some point of time i couldn't quite understand how felix thought some dude looked like a hero in a hard shell. or why he started talking about his grandmother. the randomness of it all cracked me up hard.

hahahah...

it was past midnight and left of us at the airport were cs, joce & i. the cab, which stopped by the 7 elevan at bukit merah central and cs place before dropping all of us off at rifle range rd, made me took out money i couldn't quite take out in an all good conscience. the night slipped by with 3 of us and a bottle of mandarin(i'm convinced that liquor is distilled for the very bored who find themselves especially lost in the middle of night). at 6am i made my way home through a rainy morning.

and so just when i thought i would be lieing the couch spending the bulk of the night watching the '07.07.07 live earth' concerts, plans to go out came about and grace drove by together with kw and i was picked up with her newly acquired driving license. i was amazed by how crowded cineleisure was late at night. the slots were filling fast but after a quick snack at the burger king we caught "my wife is a gangster 3" which was darn hilarious. we took a drive back to the west and hung out at a coffee shop, catching up over a drink before finally deciding to head home. i reached home at 7am roughly, worned out, suffering from what everyone call 'the lack of sleep'.

after a mere 3 hours of shut eye i was out again, onboard the bus 30, on the way to the beach. the sun was scorching. and the back to back games were good. i didn't think i wld last but i did. we had dinner at superdog. and then felix & i went for a quick haircut for the sake of not having anyone up my ass. we took a walk around vivo where i splurged somemore(god dammit). t'was a heavy downpour and i was glad i brought my windbreaker out which allowed me to walk home with a dry head. with every flash across the sky i stopped in my tracks and hunched alittle lower; i must have been out of my mind to cut through the field. it was nearing midnight. reaching home nv felt that good.

the alarm clock sounded off. it was tough opening my eyes to the morning light through the curtains. and even tougher realising that it was a monday morning. i felt the burns on the shoulder. and the sore on the throat. and the ache on the legs. the back. but eventually thought it was all well worth it. ;)

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the silver screen
ocean's thirteen
fantastic four: rise of the silver surfer
transformers
die hard 4.0
my wife is a gangster 3
harry potter and the order of the phoenix (12.07.07)
the simpsons (26.07.07)
bourne ultimatum (16.07)

Labels: beach, go5, monday, movie, nightlife, nostalgia, vodka

wmp: jimmy eat world - my sundown.

for the last two weeks we made three trips to the beach of which one was on vesak day. we started out our first game in the drizzle and cold wind but found ourselves winning game after game till the weather grew fine and us, worn out. the consecutive matches were honestly hard on my knee and even my neck was getting it from the frantic hard dives but i guess the satisfaction of victory(especially of that one match) and feeling of personal worth more than made up for it. it was finally after a couple of friendlies with zh and her gang that we decided to hit the showers.

the day after was felix day and we met up again at city hall. along the way i saw sgt sutan. let's just say it was an awkward moment but i was left reminiscing the good times in bmt. it was dinner at the esplanade and we lazed around before spending the night at felix place and then we were back at the beach the next morning. we had a couple of good games. old jjc senior guys were around. i wasn't in much shape to do much at the end of the day so i sat out of the last match. but i was soon obliged to join another game with my fellow jjc mates. apparently, that wasn't very spartan of me according to the rest of the go5.

it was back to work eventually. friday came eventually too. i walked out of camp and found the thick clouds blotting out the sun. it felt unusual like a day after working OT but i was right on time out, 530pm. there were alot of change of plans for the night but jj, jb and i eventually caught oceans13 at jp. it was a good film. recommended.

saturday. i met up with everyone else late at the beach. we didn't play much ball but found ourselves lazing around and eventually fooling around along the shore. we realised throwing handfuls of sand hard at each other can be very cathartic. there were two sides at war. then sj betrayed kw, kw betrayed me and it turned out to be something quite out of the infernal affairs. in the end, i was on my own. i put up a brave struggle for which a good scratch along the side of my body can attest to. i did not take a good look at it until i saw it again at kw's place on the mirror where i realised how wicked it looked.

some where along the way kw mentioned that he had a bottle of vodka at his place and i couldn't resist suggesting a night at his place since we wld probably end up not knowin' our next move after the beach anyway. we made it to the bottom of the bottles of vodka and wine in no time. it was a joyful night around the table. t'was even talk about coming over to my place for the chivas but we didn't exactly get to that. felix & cs were engaging in conversations which didn't really go anywhere nor made much sense either but kept sj & i amused and entertained nevertheless.

absolut ruby red - $30. red wine - $25. felix throwing up in a plastic bag with a hole laying puke all over kw's floor - priceless.

i was sent crawling on the floor in pure hard laughter.

it was a good night. haha. till next time, whenever it may be...

Labels: bad knee, beach, go5

i was glad the nasty wound on my foot closed up before we took off for the trip. work on that day itself was pretty much doing nothing in the office; we played warcraft till it was almost time to close up and we were on our way out an hour earlier than usual because there wasn't exactly much to do...

i was picked up by dad and had some food at the nearby prata house before proceeding to meet up with the rest. wasn't long before we embarked on our little adventure and reached kl in the morning at around 1am. corona's inn proved to be difficult to find even with a map.

for most of our tours t'were 4 of us in the back seats of the cab. it wasn't much of a problem but apart from that, i slept well even as we travelled for long hours; on the coach, plane and even on board the ferry to penang. i guess its good to get away even if it's just for a few days.

after a flight delay we finally landed on langkawi. we had our own vehicle which made up most of the thrill(let's just say i wasn't the only one behind the wheel). as the day dragged towards the evening, we couldn't take enough of pictures of ourselves against the magnificent orange sky and clear horizons.

we had the day in langkawi planned; up the cable car, go karting, visit the waterfalls, and even a friendly of beach volleyball with some of the staff of the hotel. then bad news came shortly after a game of volleyball on our own; the evening ferry tickets, which we had thought we had secured, were somehow sold(to someone who offered more for them perhaps).

plans were ruined of course but frankly, i had thought it was a real pity that the consensus reached was to leave langkawi in the early afternoon and not the next morning. i mean, t'was so much we've yet to do. the sight of the beach itself was more than enough of a reason - the smooth sand. scorching sun. & other vball enthusists...

it was a mighty fine beach. need i say more?

at penang we settled down at the seemingly fabled Baba's guesthouse. t'was was a directional sign, "nice, clean & simple. (see to believe)". it pretty much described everything about it. with what's left of the day we took a walk down the night market and back up again.

the bulk of the afternoon was spent at beach. we had a few sets of pure 2 on 2 beach volleyball. we hit the waves on the jet ski and got pulled up into the sky in a parachute. we messed around on the beach, like a bunch of kids. and we met Ali Baba(he handed me his namecard personally).

we didn't try the nasi kandar which we heard quite abit about but food was great generally with an exception maybe - penang laksa is funny food.

in the words of uncle jack, "很爽的!". that sums it all up more or less. it was fun while it lasted.

photos here.

and remember kids, "做人要有爱心！"

Labels: beach, go5, vacation

i saw alot of familiar faces that day. julian at orchard. hj & gang at ps. but more surprisingly, while watching 'wild hogs', paul senior from 'american chopper'... & john c mcginley aka dr perry cox from 'scrubs'. almost unreal.

at ps we saw a guy in a spider-man costume on the ground floor taking pictures with the crowd. i've got to get one of those too. a spider-man costume. wahaha. seriously. i thought it'd be uber cool. even if it's just gonna be for the kicks.

Labels: birthday, go5, movie, tv

lately i've been able to sleep right through into the afternoons without being bothered by the morning glare because of the new curtains i've put up. i was explaining to the sales lady at ikea that i was looking for curtains tt cld shut out light completely unlike my previous ones and she mentioned 'black out' curtains and i knew at the sound of that t'was what i was looking for.

and i was right. superb.

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my doctors appointment with regards to my knee didn't go too well. the memo to the camp's MO had got nothing abt patella chondromalacia which the last doctor had diagnosed during the last visit. along with the memo was a MRI report which showed everything to be normal. another review was scheduled in 3 mths time. they seem to have ran out of ideas while the problem remains evident only to me. truely fucked up.

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so the go5 met up again last saturday going around home visiting. we lost track of time along the way and eventually gave the last stop a miss to meet up with the girls at holland v in the late evening. we proceeded to essential brews where we spend most of the night playing cards. towards the end i cldnt quite keep up and the late nights i've had were proving to be too much.

after walking out of the cafe half the group went off leaving just joce, cs, kw and i in the end to ponder our next move. we went over to my place first after i made a call to my dad to use the car just for a short drive out for supper. it was strange of him to agree so readily even when i told him we were making a trip to joce's place too.

the initial plan was to go for supper, make a trip to joce's place, and then head back for a swim at my place but after having seen a full house at the prata shop we brought supper to joce house instead after dropping my brother back home. we had some chat before leaving just before dawn broke and made it back after a drive on wondrously clear roads.

back at in my room i had to whip out that fuckin' deck of cards and suggest blackjack. i was on the losing end and what was meant to be the last round became the last 3 and then it could have gone on forever. i laid on the bed crying out loud in misery while they ignore me and the nonsense mantra i was chanting. i felt like dieing but the thing was i couldn't quite die.

in the afternoon after they left and a short nap i took, i began browsing through the downloaded contents of cs's hard drive and i came across 'the longest yard' which i had wanted to watched in the past. the film followed a somewhat predictable storyline but it was worth the watch still really.

my family and i went over to my uncle's place in the evening. after dinner my mum saw how lethargic i looked and we decided to make an early move. besides, cards later in the night would really have turned me off after my last tragic experience which left me most depressed.

i slept especially early that night.

monday morning came, i woke up feeling really concussed. dragged myself to the office.

Labels: bad knee, cny, gessvball, go5, monday, sleep