I’m scared

Yesterday a friend of mine reminded me that I’m in her thoughts. That life is too short. And that she wants me to know that I’m appreciated.

Thank you.

She reminded me how important people around you are. My bro results were out today. He has gotten a decent result, but not good enough to keep his scholarship. And that would mean more spending for my parents. But that’s beside the case. My dad is sad that this had happened. He always worried for our results, don’t quite know why though ’cause he always said trying our best is enough.

But I know he is sad. And he is sick. Been sick for the past 2 weeks. The doctor suspect it’s TB. Seriously? I don’t know what to think. Hopefully it’s nothing serious. He went for tests. Results will be out soon. Keeping my fingers crossed. And my mom has been having migraines. I don’t know what’s wrong. I can only hope she’ll be well. And my dad will be well. And things will be well.

Suddenly I’m scared. What if it’s really TB? What if it’s something more serious than migraine. What if my bro lost his scholarship? Then what?

And to think that losing your girlfriend is the worst thing that could ever happen. I’m ashamed of myself. And I’m scared.

Of GSS, babes, super cars and Police

I bought myself a nice jacket today. I have never, in my 5 years here, buy anything during GSS. So the great people of the GSS campaign had finally sold me something! Thanks for trying for the past 5 years =)

The jacket actually cost more than SGD 80. But because it was a clearance sale (read: dusted their old stock and sell at jacked up price), it went to SGD 59.90. So I thought it was a great bargain, considering that I really liked the jacket. But when I went to the counter, wait for it.. the cashier said, “That would be SGD 49.90, Sir.” And I was like “Really!!??” So there you go, GSS actually took 15% off the already (supposedly) lowered price of a piece of Reebok jacket that I absolutely like.

So I immediately wore the jacket to test its ‘coolness’. And I was so cool walking around like an idiot smiling like I had something stuck between my legs. Oh wait, actually I do have something stuck between my legs =) But I digress. Cool, is nothing near to fully describe the jacket, the jacket mind you, not me. So cool, that I decided to parade the jacket around the most crowded place.

And I kid you not, I ended up at some super cars show. Where they show great models with great legs sitting around cars so expensive, that their price tags allow me to buy all the jackets in the world and still have enough money left to treat you to an expensive dinner. But I exaggerate. So I inch closer to the show area, catching glimpses of extremely gorgeous babes, they always looked great in these car shows don’t they, and trying to snap a picture of the whole affair while wearing my super duper cool jacket.

And the nerves those bouncers have to touch my new super duper cool jacket (actually they tapped my shoulder, but I was wearing my jacket). “Sir, no taking pictures around here.” I gave them my it’s-my-camera and this-is-a-public-place look hoping they’ll get the message. But I was too chicken to continue doing what I was doing ’cause imagine their hands on my super duper cool jacket again. Eww, gross.

So I took one last look at the cars, and one last (long) look at the babes (both the models and the party-goers), before I excuse myself from the event. On my way out I saw two huge red trucks outside with “POLICE SPECIAL OPERATIONS COMMAND” splashed over their body. And I was like, they gotta be kidding. Special operations? Something’s going down, and I wasn’t gonna stay any longer to find out what after the policeman inside the truck gave me the fuck-off look.

And so, a fruitful evening.

On an entirely different note, I was walking around in the mall just now and saw this cute girl sitting in a salon. I held my glance at her and I walked into a pillar! While wearing my super duper cool jacket! My coolness factor just went down 75%.

p/s A secret message to somebody: I know you are not feeling too good these few days, and I’m sorry I didn’t do much to make you feel better. But for what it’s worth, I do hope this little >.< will bring a smile on your face. Maroon 5 for you.

What’s cooking?

I have never cooked for 3 years already. I stopped cooking when I was in Uni. No time for such indulgence. Excuses, I know. But it was always a pleasure to cook. And I had always wanted to cook for my ex. Always, just that I didn’t get around in doing it. Was too busy and too ignorant.

So I decided to cook today. Bought some onions, carrots, potatoes and tomatoes. Add a little pork ribs, minced pork, and couple of eggs. And under an hour, dinner’s served. My friends said the food was nice, I’m sure they’re just being nice. My soup was too sweet. The pork ribs weren’t soft enough. The carrots too bland. But the tomatoes were really nice, I think. Ah, but at least the scramble egg with minced pork and onions was good =)

The 3 guys who tasted my cooking can count themselves lucky. It’s not everyday I decide to cook. And when I do, people really see a different side of me. Ah, but today I’m just missing my ex too much. Wished I had cooked for her when I had the chance. A little more love wouldn’t kill, would it?

Maybe I ought to start cooking again?