Screaming Infidelities

Yesterday, my father and I watched a basketball game between the Singapore Slingers and our very own Harbour Centre [PBL].

I was hesitant to go with my dad because I thought it was going to be a lousy game but apparently it turned out to be really really fun. The Harbour Centre Team actually played strong against the Sg Slingers, however there had been some “Homecourt Setbacks”.. Haha. (I sort of shouted my lungs out during the game because of the unjust calls by the refs)

After the game, I had this feeling that those guys will be going home tomorrow (which is today) and there will be a great chance that I’ll see them at the Changi Airport. Luck was on me. And, it had something better in store.

I was already feeling hopeless about seeing them when mom and I went to the lounge…. but just as when we were about to board I saw three tall familiar guys. Two of them were wearing sponsored shirts and there they were. Yeah lah! The same guys who I saw play just the other day. Tough luck, eh?

Hahaha. S0 I was gushing over the boys and I started texting my sister. I felt like a teenybopper mooning over the hottest basketball player in high school. Like seriously. Hahaha. What topped it all off was they were seated at the row before my seat. Wooohooo. Too bad, I had no cam with me and my phones were all dead.

It was a good welcome home for me. And I still can’t get over it. *blush*

But that doesn’t change the fact that I’ll miss my Singapore buddies. =(
I’ll be back soon, I hope.

Two weeks ended so fast and I can’t believe I’m leaving again tomorrow. Sigh. Have I made the most out of this vacation? I’ll have to sa.. YES. Even though I spent most of the time here at home. Even though my mom had to nag out all the spirit of laziness in me.

This was one of the most memorable vacations I’ve ever had. I’ve learned a lot of things. I’ve met new friends, and known them better. I’ve actually spent time with my father without the fear of having an argument or discussion.

Tomorrow, I shall leave this sanctuary and go back to the reality of toxicity, pollution, academic stress and extra/co curr. pressures.

And I am home.

It’s my last day here at home in Singapore. Well.. nothing significant.. just another day I’ll sit through in front of this tiny laptop my sister owns. But there’s something about this day. I’m not really sure… I was up until 4am last night… but I was in bed around 2 am. I had a hard time falling asleep. I don’t know. It felt like I was having some anxiety attacks, but I wasn’t really sure. Anyway, eventually, I fell asleep.. and woke up at 12 noon. Haha. Bummer. I’ve already packed most of my stuff..my other clothes are still in the laundry. I can’t believe I’ll be leaving in hours. Dang. Anyway, my stay here has been generally fun. Of course except for those days which I sure wouldn’t like to remember.  But I’m sure I’m going to remember everything. Hmm. I was planning to go to Bugis this afternoon. I’m not sure if I’m still going. Haha. I’m not excited to go home. I don’t want to go home yet. But I have no choice. I’m oppressed by my needs. And this one I don’t want to let go of is just a luxury. I can have this after everything. Who knows I might just go back here for Christmas…. tenen. hahaha.

On other stories:

Nov. 06!! Hahaha. It’s been so long since… #%@$@#$@. hahaha. and yeah, I must admit that I miss him. Not so much but yeah I do. There are moments when we talk about how we were so happy and young before. Sure, we want to go back to those days but it’s always better to live in the moments of now. This friend of mine.. we really haven’t gotten over everything yet. Yes, we”ve moved on but there are still times that we get lost and confused on who to blame for what happened. Both of us are at fault I guess. You can’t blame me for leaving you, as I can’t blame you for not taking me back. At least we’re both happy now, right?

The years apart were too awkward. We dragged the days, it was a miracle that you get through another day. That’s why, it felt so great that we settled everything.. ah, no not everything.. but most of it, and regained the friendship tha we once had. and yeah, I miss you too.

This day felt longer than any other day I’ve had. (not really. the day I was cramming for my thesis proposal and psych scale was waaaaaaay longer. 3 days straight without normal sleep—REM). I woke up late. My mom went to East Coast with her friends, my sister and a house mate were eating breakfast/lunch, my father was, hmmm, I’m not really sure.  My day didn’t turn out to be as fun as I imagined it. It’s a long weekend and it’s Saturday. I was actually hoping that the family would go out, spend time together… but wait, it only took one man to ruin it.  Great.  So sister and I decided to go to the National Library to return some books, and to loan some as well. I was able to loan The Alchemist and Mrs. Freud. (Don’t ask me, I’m bored and I just want to read something to pass time)

After going to the NLB, we went to Bugis. Nothing spectacular. Hahaha. After that, we spent the whole evening at sister’s friend’s place. It was his birthday party, and as usual, I am the party crasher. It was a gathering with lots of Ogurs and Ogurettes. Actually, they were different, a whole lot different, from those I know. They were actually… nice.. and humanly.

It’s fun hanging out with my sister and her friends here. Although, you’ll know when you get to spend time with them that they are infused with the stress of the Chekwas they work for.  I’m glad that sister found friends like them. =) reason? I’ll keep it to myself.

My friends are asking me how my sembreak is.. and I always tell them that it’s all good, I’m having fun.. yada yada.

That’s what I want to think. But, seriously? Hmm. I don’t know. This break is kind of like one of those moments I have been avoiding for a very long time now. Petty quarrels with my mom and sister, irritating father who lurks around when you’re up to something, and the ungodly arguments between my father and mother.

If you’re a hopeful kid who was looking forward to a very exciting and joyous vacation, and ends up spending your free days with people who are only up for the figures and moolah, most specially the moolah, you’ll be disappointed.

When I look back, I remember how excited I was to end the sem and to go here as soon as classes ended.. now I feel like, everything was just so.. overrated.