aaaarghh... *blur*rubs eyes* i don't know why, but this sleeping at 4 or 5am and waking at 10am is murdering me... i'm surprised i don't even have eyebags or look like a close relation to the panda. =/
thank gawd anyways. hmm...

been catching up with some of my ol friends over the last few weeks, if not making new ones. had that little high school graduating class of 96 gathering just after Christmas. it was rather intimidating at first cos of the news that the last gathering had some of em exchanging name cards, asking how much you earned, what car you drove... mmm...
that didn't quite happen to the same scale as this one. rather, cliques were harder to overcome.
but it was cool seeing Julia, Elaine, Kai Ling and Adelyne. =) miss having Yuh Meei around as well... i wonder if we could start a weblog for the ol' jing gang... hmm.. another idea!

also, Sharon's back for hols and helping me out with the scriptwriting for the show... just that can't spend much quality time with her while she sits at a nice cool Starbucks outlet to beat the Malaysian humidity... =/

then there's Tania - good ol friend and godsister of mine whom used to inspire me with her eccentricities. *sigh*sentimental feeling all over* that woman got a lovely darling cocker spaniel for her belated 21st bday! aaaaaaaaa... Monty is such an absolute darling!!! i can't wait to get a proper house so i can buy myself a cocker spaniel...
hahah... i digressed from talking about Tania to talking about her pet cocker, Monty! lol.. you can see how much i love her! (sorry-lah Tania... i didn't mean it thAAT wayyy...)
just hanging out with some of my ol friends makes me feel like i'm 16 again. not that i've ever felt a day over 16 since then.. hahah.. well... erm... actually... i began to feel age approaching when it hit me - it's exactly a month till my 23rd birthday! omg! =/

bleh... why hide my age?! i'm not like those women. don't intend to be - in a lot of ways - as long as i can help it... hellllppp!!! hahah...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA*gag*choke*... bleh...

here's a snippet of inspiration n reason:
"I refuse as I age, to deny my years. When asked at 30, I'll be 30. When the question comes up at 45, I'll take 45. For what year should I subract? The one in which my son or daughter was born? Or the year I first fell in love? How about the one less favourable? Like the year I came down with pneumonia. Or one of those grief-filled years spent saying goodbye to someone close? Maybe I could choose the seemingly insignificant. That year I saw a falling star? Or the one spent not enthralled with life, just content with it? No, I'll keep them all, the good years, the bad and the not so memorable. To deny one would be to deny myself. Because added up, they are my life." ~Sheila Cabrera