and these days i refuse to believe in love. not now, not anymore. don’t ask me why, because you know the answer best.

and happy birthday.

and it really is closure now, all four months of it as you two enter the green and the black. gone are sunday bouncings, shootings and bitchings and i suppose all i’ve tried to hung onto would eventually fade and disappear. it already has as a matter of fact; all i have to do is to look at my msn and accept reality. but if only i could because i am stubborn and unrealistic and i refuse to accept deaths.

take care, and don’t change too much.

planes mistaken for stars says:

wow that guy looks DAMN familiar!

wah lau that’s it man. just because i’m in army uniform???? arghhhhhhhhhhh.

“papa where did you put the ferry tickets?”

spoken by a 19 year old man/boy, and something i will never mutter. how would it feel like to enunciate that statement, that dual syllable of kinship and recognition? but i suppose i will have to live with it.

take care mr lai, good friday will come shortly and dont let the green and the black get you down.

bbq @ wenqi’s! free supply of food, drinks and entertainment for the cost of half a cake and to cheer go divas!

saturday was fun and of nearly melted contacts under the heat of the largest bbq fire ever; of once nearly men but now entirely legit men who have popped out from tekong as well as the wizened blind lobo private to hear them regale about soc(k)s and to curse and swear of doing sai kang at opposite acjc.

well, at least i have a very nice tan now. bwahahaha

hello to young ones at acjc! it is a very small world.

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and arghhh rashes.

and two (three?) days ago, i finally laid a ghost to rest. of flights and departures.

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you come to terms with yourself, with your surroundings, and in that you find peace and solitude. march madness is ebbing away, with the exception of the incredible amount of money spent, but finally, in a long long time, i feel tranquil and un angry.

(but of course, ns changes everything.)

i want my sleeppp plehh.

today is march twenty fifth, and i wish you a very happy birthday.

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arsenal vs chelsea! lovely match so far.

twenty first march, eighty fifth years, five years after, of canterbury suits and maybe tales.

today it rained for two hours and i stood in the open and let the water pour over me. ha, for once i didnt mind standing in the rain and having my gel washed off; release, catharsis in a way.

today is the twenty first of march, and things look happier.