of curry favors and moonlit rivers

i know when i'm back in singapore when i start walking onto the streets and bump into people so much that it kinda makes me feel creepy... like a freakish sort of being stalked actually...

been meeting up with friends and catching up with them lately... and it's on this topic that i feel 'pressured' that i'm not attached... thinking about it, i've spent 8 years of my life devoted to 2 relationships... that roughly equates to a staggering (average) revelation that my first TWO-THIRDs of my life growing up and ONE-THIRDth of my existence involved in relationships.

right.

many things in life we regret i must say...

have not actually started the grey matter to dwell about dissertation... i'm trying to be focused... but some things are life are not as simple as u would like them to be...

had a really good, but short-lived, tennis game this afternoon with a friend YN... i reckon she hasn't been exercising at all this past year i've been away and it was relatively noticeable from her exhaustion at the end of an hour odd of hardcourt tennis...

i do suppose it's all for the better since i shouldn't push the knee too much as it's probably just healing from the sprain i have had to endure after a similar but very much shorter-lived street soccer experience...

it was then decided to have a coffee at coffeebean 6th avenue for a breather... where i met an old friend from Catholic High.. whom i ironically met last night and who works at the same building of the coffee bean outlet...

i do think now that he's probably spreading rumours of me being with my tennis khaki, being an item and all...

the silly mindsets of people..

had a most lovely dinner with Mela and her pasture after a year of absence...

yep you 2 belong together... definitely, we think... i will remember that date till then, dun you worry.

hugs