Hello.
It seems clearer, it seems fairer, it seems better. So, maybe its about time I updated again. Firstly, the AirForce told me that the vocation I applied for is full, so that means I am free and far from the 5year bond terror (yay). My parents still try to inject the possibility of me trying to enter into the AirForce though but after my recent flare up, they have not spoken much about it.

I have been listening to Korean music again. Straight after AwSiewTeng and I's Popcorn-at-bus-stop session I started to show sypthoms and within a few days I found myself listening to the old tunes like Polaris by Kangta, Song for Lady by H.O.T. and Waiting by BoA. Funny, I remember 4years ago ST and I were stressed over the O'Levels and spent most of our time at the Woodlands Library. We liked K-pop (she still does) and watched the WorldCup (us supporting Korea of course) then. And now, here I am, blogging after the first WorldCup match, ears plugged with Polaris, it has been a full-circle (and somehow I feel ST's responsible).

Anyways, remember Teisia, the short-lived Mother Soh company? I remember when Teisia was still being painted; Daryl said that Chris was pretty hot. Now Chris is my Aunite Chris for she is married. And pregnant. Our family helped out in their wedding (1 June), or rather, we were all ordered by Mom to do so. The two little ones were the flower girls, Dad did the ushering, Mom did the event managing, I did the video montage and Gladys, well, I think she was a door-bitch, I have no idea really. The wedding was pretty good, I think one thing I was proud of was changing the regular terrible chi-neh Kitaro first course song into Telepopmusic's Just Breathe (Die Kitrao die!!). The wedding kinda made me feel like marrying as well. I told Gladys that and I think she sounded pretty excited, I reckon it must be her infatuation for being a flower girl and sitting on the 'Golden Table' talking.

So I returned Home a week ago and I must say, it felt strange. Things are still the same. The chairs are still arranged neatly and lined in their odd looking semi-circle, same misty blue lights, same shadows, everything was the same after all this time. I didn't feel the same though. To be frank, I felt quite misplaced. But they were kind nevertheless. Same kindness, same.... never mind.

Haven't been sleeping peacefully for quite some time. I have been dreaming a lot, mostly nightmares though. I get shot, kicked by horses and random people shout at me. Its either those or me getting stuck in a village with an angry mob and they tie me to a stick, feed me grapes then stone me to death. It's terrible. And yes, I know, its very medieval. But I guess its better than the one where I failed in killing a baby ant and they unleashed their whole nest on me and ate me alive. That reminds me, I think my room has been invaded by ants again. Sigh.

Ok. Too hungry to type.
Quie sleepy also.Bye.
About FYP 02, Die.