Updates! Like finally!

Updates! Everyone is asking me for updates! Here u go!

Birthday:

This year's birthday aint as spectacular as last yr I think but still it was GREAT! I tink it's correlated to age.. at this point in time, somehow birthday juz dun intrigued u tat much (at least for me).. it's juz another day..

But still I have to thank the following pple for bothering to text me birthday greetings (though some were DAMN late!):

Hocky, always my president, past present n future!
Yenghong, the crazy optimist!
DK, who bothered despite the drama!
Sebestian
Cuiqin, who to my shock got attached 2 weeks + back
Freddy, a server at St James, whom I remotely knew)
JJ, who did me some good with her little birthday song
Yuyan, whom I was quite surprised to hear from :)
Tor Yuan, part of my AHM training team
Jeremy, whom I had to constantly remind
Layz, who sent me an mms, super act cute but heartwarming nonetheless
Syndrome, who sent me a syndromic msg (as usual)
Ivan, whom will be slaughtered if he dares forget
Xiaofen, whom I was half-expecting to 4get?
Chongz, my wake-board brrrrrrooooz
Sheryl, my clubbing entity
Marilee, with loads of smiles
Gina Goh, who ACTUALLY REMEMBERED?
Euwen, the scatteredbrain princess
Xin-xin, my fellow freshie when we were in yr 1 - Funis ROCKS
Ghandi, who had to remind me I am halfway thru my 20s
Qianqian, who also had to remind me tat I am cat Y now
Wanwan, my darling girl
Charz of coz who called to sing me the birthday song!

Coming to orientation, pple asked if I really wanted to be hse ic: on one hand, yes because of my attachment towards T hse, yet on the another no simply because I nvr had the chance to scream and go mad with frenz who really matter simply coz I have been hse ic since I ended my life as a freshie...

And to these special frenz, thanks for somehow giving me a lift at appropriate times and how glad I was when I saw T hse rising up on sentosa nite.. such gratifications, hard to imagine...

Now tat sch is starting, I m having mixed feelings. Looking forward to it because life revolves ard sch and frenz and the hols is f***ing boring, on the other hand, I know this is my final year and tat's kinda sad...

And it's scary to see how time flies...

I cld still remember matriculating at MPSH after my 1st Arts Camp, buying my 1st laptop with Anthony being my guarantor... Then mugging in the library every evening to Hock asking me to be hse ic, trusting tat I would do the job despite doubts from seniors to running for 26th MC with the Hai Dais and Hock, to witnessing the displeasure and tension in the comm and yet the love the comm had for each other to going on being yr 3 struggling with research papers and opening up more to others to where I am today...

The sorrows of time and tide...