How many Sundays do we have if tomorrow is a Monday,Bank Holiday?

Maybe it's because of the cold, or pms, or laziness, mixing with panic and stress, I am somehow, exhausted and ask for myself to get sick. So that I can avoid the people. The questions. The answers.

If everyone is tired or will be tired eventually, perhaps at different times, perhaps after they got home, took off the coat, sit down, collapse; why wouldn't we let it go and be ourselves? It's sickening and tiring to force a smile or to engulf everything to myself but it will be more tiring to let it out and make the whole forest bare. I do not exactly like the way things are not as pure, but because of " the world is made up of different kinds" and "everything happens for a good reason", what can I do except go to sleep then stand back up and fight?

Watched The curious case of Benjamin Button today, no I'm not rich or anything, just wanted a rest and go for what I would love to do, and then I think.


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26 Jan, my second Malaysian night. Glad that I was busy involving myself into it, really going to miss it man! I was in Kadazan Dance, then Sketch as a villager, then somehow in finale dance and even in fashion show later on.

Having a lot of photos in this post to show you my friends. Because, you don't have a facebook account and who knows, maybe tomorrow or day after tomorrow, I won't include pictures in my blog anymore.

We did a great job, had fun, MOST people are happy. What else to ask for?

Hui yee, and our kadazan dance costume.

We were told to perform our dance again for cultural diversity week! Wuhooo free lunch to go~

We had a korlam, and an adli and a angela.

Fashion Show.

I was some Kadazan guy... Paired up with yongxin.

yy and I, in the changing room.

Sophie, Alison and I.

*shy* she said my punjabi outfit is nice!

JOlynn.

Wai Onn.

Deenish.

Ryan and my "don't touch me" face.

Han Bing, me and Sophie.

Ming.

Yolanda.

Gothic jolynn.

The stone, the dots, the rise, the fusilli and me.

The 2nd year.
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05 Feb, Had 2 snowball fight and caught a cold. Gurvin made some vadai for all of us.

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06 Feb, Wai onn bought us as slave for 120 euros 2 weeks ago during the PMCSA slave auction. So Fiona and Bernice cooked him lunch and I helped yy with dinner. It was a western 3 courses meal and we got to eat with him haa..

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08 Feb,The Malaysian Ambassy sponsored 600Euro so we can pay half price for Jimmy Chung's chinese buffet.

Jimmy jimmy...

Gurvin, fiona, ruyi- the Hang Li Poh and Farhan- the Sultan.

Eunice, me, Shiau Hooi, little Anand and fiona.

He's soooooooooooooooooo cute.

Fi, me and Yi Jiet.

Tit Tat and Yi Jiet.

Wuuuu the first years really are lucky to have soo many things going on this year.

p.s: with pretty seniors like us. HAHA

We had ice-creamS.

Tegpal and Fiona.

Catherine, Han Bing and I.

Victor posing again. See even Jonathan can't stand him ;/

with the first years.

hui yee and grace (and her new haircut) infront,

tim, me, kesh and fi, standing at the back.

fiona and her ladybird laundry bag!

jly-sth(eh sorry i forgot abt her name again), me, huiyee and yun.

*awwww they are going back to penang so so soon :(*

me, chee wooi, sam, jia hang, alwyn, yy, jolynn and elaine. (sorry elaine, it wasn't me who cut you into half)

Photo with the Malaysia ambassador, who coincidently bought the same cny outfit as his wife.

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As I said earlier, after the lunch, I went for the movie with fiona, ajay, yun and hui yee. It's a short story and here's the link to read it online.

http://www.readbookonline.net/read/690/10628/

The movie director modified alot to his own version, but I still like it. I hope the time will turn back, really. As it does in the movie.

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If there is something that is worth doing, it doesn't matter if it's too late, or in Benjamin's case, too early. I am a little tired. And a little lonely. Should I let it go and have the strength to start it all over again, but before that, can you tell me what is actually bothering me? I have zero clue. Just frust and needs my snickers. So badly. I don't want to sleep so early tonight. But I will have many more nights. This is the only tonight I have. But I can have more better nights. What if those nights are worse, perhaps at nights with nose blocked like this. But there will still be better nights, and more better nights. But I don't want to sleep early tonight since it's already not early. I am not thinking too much. I am just tired of thinking. Goodnight.