im stuck here at hall, wondering if i should go to jurong library to sleep, or go to imm daiso to buy my transparent umbrella.

it's really stupid,

but i really want one.



i know my old one is stuck at the soci department, but im lazy to get it.

rainy days always make me feel nostalgic. it's the kind of scary emoshit that slowly crawls on your back and hits you hard when you least expect it. then im looking up at the sky, opening my palms expectantly as the rain drops hit my skin, wanting to skip lecture to walk leisurely in the rain with my beautiful transparent umbrella.
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nothing much recently, except i met up with wife, kon and hot babe the other day.
everyone looks good, except maybe me, or so i think. well. *clears throat*.
such good fun. we always have.

looking to arranging regular meetings every month. if it's even earthly possible.



rainy days either make me want to curl up in bed, at home, as in, HOME, not hall, under my warm comfy blanket, and sleep, or splash around in puddles and throw my umbrella around when nobody is watching.
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a little sad with my current state now; apparently my stamina has dropped significantly, so im compelled to train up my stamina so as to not let myself down and not throw face in front of the freshies. sigh. sometimes i think kendo is something that is too high-commitment and high-maintenance for me... but i've never gone to a practice and regretted after it... it's the shiok feeling of having pushed the limit, the slight breathlessness, the rush of adrenaline, the satisfaction from some good cuts and techniques, the disgruntlement at stuff that needs to be worked on....

even during last practice, when i did a small merlion [without my men, thank goodness] i immediately felt relieved after that. sometimes... i dont know really.

i think i ll just take things one step at a time. my parents reckon im too much of a 3-minute person, considering my brief affairs with calligraphy, art, choir, dance, etc... but well. i dont know, really... maybe there are just too many things im fond of but i just cant seem to do that well in them, or keep myself interested long enough... persistence, persistence!

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something i really, really, really, really want to go this weekend. but i don't have the tickets! they were snapped up in 3 hours =(

check out the programme and a short summary of the film sypnopses and their respective directors at:
www.nationalmuseum.sg



here's the line up for this week:

Sat 18 Aug 2pm
Wrong Turn by Charles Lim
Tracks by Gavin Lim
SuperDONG by Pok Yue Weng
Fonzi by Kirsten Tan
Take Me Home A.K.A I saw Jesus by Gozde and Russel Zehnder
(Total Duration: 65mins, Rating: M18)












fonzi, by kirsten














tracks, by gavin









i really, really, really, really, REALLY, REALLY, really want to watch fonzi and tracks.

tickets, anyone? *sigh*


or maybe,
anyone interested to wait at the door with me to see if there are any tickets?