Bones sinking like stones, all that we fought for

I would say the attitude I have had in the last week or two, is sorely regretted. I make apologies for the descent into a feeling of emotional drain and for most probably bringing your mood to an all time low. However tough the week was, I understand that most of you probably saw my previous entries as a way to light up your eyes. (Self-praise is clearly not intended in this entry, whatever amount of it that remains is mostly unintended and yet evidently true :D ) Anyway, I regret my sink into a state of singular depression.

These few days have been the closest I'll felt to utter happiness. A happiness akin to when the new year first greeted me.

Friday:
Now you must know something about my lifestyle these days. I've been awfully in need of a new backpack. (Well ever since Yen and D said my current one minimized my size.) It is with great difficulty that the past week I engaged in saving and scrimping for cash. "Every cent counts" was the catchphrase D would throw at me every time I indulged in something. Therefore, the last 2 weeks were filled with sandwiches and homemade goodies. A water bottle that served the only purpose of keeping me filled up so I wouldn't buy canteen food came in handy at times. Yet anything goes when you want a perfect bag. Friday was no different and I actually woke up at 4.30 A.M. to make the most elaborate recess I will ever taste in my life. (Well, actually I didn't specially wake up to make the noodles, rather as I was sick I was awoken by my cough. But just let me feel all high and mighty right now!!) I cooked 4 packets because pro said she wanted to have some. I actually planned to include several slices of ham and scrambled eggs but my weariness prevailed and I forgot all about the extra ingredients. 9.30 A.M. came and all I had to offer to my horrified classmates was a filled-to-the-brim box of instant noodles with a seasoned tom-yum taste lingering. My dear twin decided to redeem my folly by buying some food from the Mixed Rice stall and dumping some into the box. Success! I actually conned Choon Min into eating what was now a "rather decent" meal of noodles and curried beef. (Yes, Choon Min you've been conned. Haha! You realise it only now!) It's funny though. Professor Les can't take curried or chilli at all and repulsively seeked water sources as if she was a thirsty traveller in the Sahara upon her first few tastings. The day ended on a sombre note with a sincere conversation involving the emotional wreckage of the weekend past. While Saturday brought laziness on a bed with an iPod in hand, Sunday had more to offer!

Sunday:
An overdue session of dialogue and ice cream (We would both agree to utterly be crazy over while possessing an indulgent smirk as we slurped our spoons) with my best professor. Just talking to pro enlightened my view on many issues that cropped up previously and as well as issues that are certainly starting to arise. Randomness engulfed our conversation at one point. Which mostly consisted of gossip and loads of doodling on each other's notepads. It is of notable interest to you that we most definitely did not stop to admire the Mud-pie. (Oh, yeah right Pin Li!) Yet as D would tell you, I am on a save-money campaign that requires me to bring sandwiches and a water bottle to school. Therefore, I most certainly did not purchase a mud-pie. Nor did I indulge in a milo drink from Macdonalds. Nor did I purchase an apple pie. I am not lying right now, stop smiling. Anyhow, at the end of the day pro told me not to neglect me-time. Thus, I will not neglect me-time and will always find time to engage my inner self. Wise words, wise words indeed.

This week thus far:
I would say that the 4 ham and butter sandwiches I made this morning (Of which I only had 2 to myself.) certainly makes the grade at last. No longer will I be known as the guy who mashed up nutella with overflowing, excessive margarine spilling out from the seams of the bread. Rather, I will make quality sandwiches equivalent of the pricey ones they sell at Delifrance. (Which, no offense to the attorneys of the French company, I have to say might just sell their own versions of mashed up stuff with bread..) Tongue in cheek guys. Tongue in cheek. Don't sue me for that. How screwed up is it though, that I have to attend one-on-one sessions with my chinese tutor for being a bad student at articulation? Sigh. The days of C6 and smiley faces are long gone.

After school this afternoon, a group of us pursued our ambitions to emulate Shawn Lim's lifestyle. Queueing up in the 2 storeys-high crowd of people outside Ben & Jerry's, while playing hold'em on Yen's hands, inspired me to desire a strawberry cone at first. And I really do mean at first.. Because we queued up for a second round. (Our first cones in tow!) But seriously! Free cone day is a day where everyone gets the opportunity to sneak a few cones into their stomachs without feeling guilty about it, simply because we didn't spend our week's pocket money on purchasing it! Altogether Ben & Jerry's Cathay seemed to have lost 70 bucks from just the few of us. You can imagine the total cost for the thousands more in Cathay at that particular time. Multiply it a few times to picture the hundreds of thousands of people queueing up for free cones around the World. Well, thank you Ben & Jerry's.. For allowing me to not only enjoy 2 free cones, but experience what it takes to go on a merry-go-round trip twice. I will most definitely support your business. (Come free cone day next year of course..)

Right now, I have to rush a ton of essays and fix a file that isn't even ready.
Labour Day just won't come fast enough..

P.S.: Thanks everyone. :) I am alive and well.