Saturday, July 26, 2008

Night Out at Joker's Wedding

Attended Joker's wedding at the NTU Alumni Club with Slug. Can't believe they are getting married before us!

Slug and I outside the hall

Ready for dinner!

We sat with his friends, and we could not escape being asked when would be our turn, to which Slug replied, "When I am not a Bobo shooter". I nearly killed him for that.

Although the NTU Alumni Club was not as prestigious as those posh hotels in town, the food served was surprisingly quite delectable. So delectable that Freddy mistook the glob of wax used to hold the lobster shell in place for yam paste, and ate it. When the waiter stopped him from eating it and revealed that it was wax, Freddy dashed to the toilet in panic and we roared in laughter mercilessly.

Slug loved this greedy look of Freddy

Someone brought Johnnie Walker and started mixing drinks. Soon, everyone at the table got high and their faces were undeniably red.

Blurry group shot

Acting cute with Franco and Slug

With Min Min the bride

Towards the end, I could hardly recall what I was doing. I only knew I was truly happy for once in these few weeks.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Screwed Up

Haven't even left a whisper here ever since my last post about my Hong Kong trip, but what's the point when there isn't anything happy to blog about?

Signs showing that I am slipping into depression:

1) I have forgotten how it feels like to switch off after work

2) It's amazing how students can ruin my appetite ... for the whole day

3) It's even more amazing to fall asleep for one hour, wake up the next hour to find myself musing in the darkness about my lesson plans, finally falling asleep in the next hour, waking up the next, falling asleep and then waking up to realise it's time to go to work

4) Trying to devise ways to land myself in hospital, including starvation, falling down the stairs and suicide

5) Even entertained the ridiculous intention of paying MOE $60,000 to release me out of my misery (much to the disapproval of others)

6) Can no longer hide the fatigue that my eyebags and sulk are unintentionally revealing

7) Cheeks deeply moisturized by tears

8) Most importantly, I live everyday with dread.

Life is getting meaningless.