just finished reading through all the entries in my planner, found myself smiling at some entries – movie dates with people that i love, pastamania or aston receipts that i had stapled to a certain date to remind myself of what i did on that particular date with a particular person.. january, april, first half of may, june and august were without a doubt the best months of 2011. today is the second last saturday of 2011. the last saturday will mark new year’s eve and i don’t know how it makes me feel. i feel so uncertain about next year, feel like i have accomplished so much this year and yet there are definitely many regrets that i have. my planner is mostly filled – the entries stop after my birthday month and the whole of september and november is left blank. i decided to start writing in my planner for this month, felt like i did not want to forget things that have happened in this last month of 2011.
still there is an entire week of december left blank – 92% sure i wasted that week just watching how i met your mother and TBBT. and now there is a week left for december. right now i can’t decide if 2010 or 2011 was a better year for me, i think the last half of 2010 and the first half of 2011 combined together would equate to an extremely wonderful year for me.. but i guess 2011 has been good regardless of how it will/is going to end in a week’s time
photos taken in december:
somewhere in mbs – steak galore, best marshmallows i have ever eaten, most disgusting mango pudding i have ever tried in my entire 18 years of living, fake candles
this week was eventful. on tuesday i dropped by char’s place to visit her after her op (hi char i know you’re reading this! silentstalker1993) and we spent 2 and a half hours just watching how i met your mother, lying supine on her bed, afterwards she walked me all the way to her lrt, miss her so so so so so much. wednesday i think i finished season three of himym and at night i saw hae’s tweet about whether anyone would like to have dinner with her at nex. most impromptu dinner date that i have ever done but it was nice, just talking and eating and walking and talking.
on thursday i went out with rach and we claimed our groupon vouchers to get both a classic mani and pedi at a real steal of 22$ (or was it 24$), went to ion (i will forever love the smell of ion) and had japanese curry rice, walked to daiso to grab some drinks and then we walked all the way to scape to check if there was a flea, she bought a three china glaze nail polishes for only 20$ hmmmm maybe i’ll go back to get some one day.
and for yesterday, i met up with an old friend for dim sum brunch and we both ordered duck noodles with soup, steamer baskets filled with ha gao, siew mai, xiao long bao, beef, plates of egg tarts, steamed malay cake, sautéed mushrooms,… there was a family seated at the table next to us and when they left, we were still taking our time to finish all our food, just catching up on all that happened so far in 2011. it was nice.
then i left for home but it was raining, while waiting for the rain to stop i decided to go into the library – been so long since i stepped foot into the library, just for the sole purpose of wanting to read a book. alone, with my earphones plugged in ‘sweet disposition by the temper trap’ was playing and i borrowed the first book that caught my eye.
i sat down on one of the chairs (the library was the emptiest i had seen before, usually it’s impossible to even get a seat, but there were empty seats everywhere) and i read the first chapter slowly. i don’t think i’ve read at all this year, and i miss reading. the first chapter was about how as a child, david would have a routine of doing things (etc. the number of times he brushed his teeth, the number of items he had to carry) in even numbers because odd numbers were supposed to be unlucky. and as i read that chapter i realized i was – ok i am – very much like the child in the story.
not that i am superstitious or honestly believe in these things. but somehow in texts i will never put 6 exclamation marks – this stems from my belief as a kid that 6 is the devil’s number – so all my contacts in my phone if they are assigned any emoji, there will never be a case where there is 6 emoji ever. i don’t like sending texts where they are !!!! four exclamation marks – it’s either 3 or 5. never 4 or 6. as a child my mom would tell me that the number 4 is ominous because in chinese, 4 can be thought of as 死, and that means death.
i am rambling
so i borrowed the book and before i left to go home i walked into FOX kids. i think as we get older we want to retain some of childlikeness in ourselves. i like looking at the accessories in fox kids and apparently yesterday they had a 40% sale so i got lucky
in the end i bought (on impulse) a pink fluffy poodle thing that i think is supposedly a phone pouch but i use an iPhone so it could never fit inside the pouch. instead i stuffed my ez link inside for safekeeping. then i bought a rubber band which is very cute lolol
it is now less than 50 words away to my thousandth word in this post. next year this time, everything will hopefully be a lot more clearer and easier. this time next year i would have printed out a lot more photos and filled up all the white spaces on my wall. feel like this is a post summing up the year, doesn’t feel like the year is finally coming to an end. the other day when i went out with rach we both agreed that after o levels, time seemed to pass by extremely quickly. maybe it’s because secondary school was 4 years while jc is only 2 years.. next year i will be nineteen. i think 17 and 19 is an extremely awkward age to be in. my 16th and 18th birthday was really special..
i think i would really want to stay eighteen forever
i have hit one thousand, one hundred and eleven words – (goodbye)