POCOS PERO LOCOS

School's   o u t  t  t   t    t     t       t          !

 (A week ago actually, but it is only appropriate to be all scream-y and responding to this with the enthusiasm of a nine year old kid when thrown in a candy store. So, indulge me.)

Cafe Iguana along Clarke Quay is really good (my second time there! Whoop.), serving authentic Mexican food along with fiery jalapeños. All right, i don't have the faintest idea what authentic Mexican food is like. But i know what i had was not cinema-standard nachos and the bottles of sauces they serve were, well, never-before-seen. After eyeing the weird colors and having my one-semester-worth-of-spanish speaking friends who helped decipher, we say, bring us more Chimichangas!

We popped into some random Cuban-themed bar after and they had a live band that played my favorite 1950s Rock & Roll songs!!!! Cat and i broke into our retro dance moves as WEEEE ROCK AROUND THE CLOCK TOOONIGHT~ 

POCOS PERO LOCOS 

español : "little but crazy" 

Fine, so i googled for that. 

But hey, season greetings from Mr Cuban!

charting leaf growth

Meow

WRITTEN WEEKS AGO 

I am strangely happy.

It’s been 10 (gosh T E N) weeks into University and to be honest, i maybe really am getting the hang of things... 

All the work that come streaming in, back to back project meetings, my countless nights of sleeping on the sofa/ floor/ table (my highest record was six consecutive days of missing my dear but dangerous bed) had actually contributed to my contentment that i have chosen to take this path. I guess making a really conscious choice to get myself enrolled into school and into WKWSCI for that matter, played a huge role in this fulfillment. It’s just a refusal in me to regret. 

Almost entirely because i don’t want to be embarrassed by my own choices. 

And that pushed me to seek for strength and goodness; how many of us would say “feeling stretched” is an understatement- i never thought University was like this. But then again, i was absolutely clueless about anything to do with school. 

Just a simple fact that i really am enjoying what I’m learning (maybe because if i could get myself to do limestone rocks and differentiation/integration questions for A’s and not develop a wallowing anger towards education, how bad can this be right?) made me happy waking up. (I’m not dying everyday!!!!!- absolute goal of life) 

But if school and all that work sounded like a piece of cake, then the friends i have made are the yummier digestive biscuit crust and fruits on top ooooh~ And also the jam laced in between. 

WHAT A BAD ANALOGY AND PUN. 

Dear Self you get what i mean.

The people i met and made friends with were my solid cornerstones (so sorry friends, to say that ya’ll are stones but how cute an image! And also uh, the digestive biscuit crust). 

They are what make my life soooo much better (fruits on top!) and because they were in every part of my 10 weeks, they are also the lacy lacy jam WHY AM I EXPLAINING MY LOUSY ANALOGY. 

I can’t envision what lies ahead but i can’t wait too! 

COME WHAT MAAAAYYYYY~ 

Typing this at 6.34am because i woke up from the sofa at 4 and decided to get to work. I kinda like this new-leaf me ;) 

WEEKS-LATER-ME: hahaha not bad YOU'VE GOT IT GIRL KEEP IT GOING 

splendid soap

Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight~ 

Tonight was just one of those lovely times.

 It was an effortless quest, really, with these girls to hang out with. The moment when we looked up from our notes/ whining/ MacBooks (& someone's Alienware?!) to see wondrous tuffs of foamy-soapy-snow outside the glass, we let out something that can only be described as delightful yelps. 

Oh Film Studies, thank you for bringing me more than just crazy theories of psychoanalysis and black&white movies with no dialogues (& shots of soup bowls swaying onboard a ship), but also allowing me to meet these people. Randomness no, divine placement. 

I can't quite put adequate words to how i felt tonight, but it was… a perfect blend of ease and sweet contentment.

So many spontaneous funny moments, and even the comfortable silence when we each dug into our Burger Bites. 

"We are high on depression. It can only be." - Jamz

(and trust me, so many more quotable moments but sadly too much salsa got to my head i can't recall much right now yikes)

Maybe it was the free cup of Starbucks, maybe it was the foam, 

maybe it was the collective sentiments,

or maybe it was the extra sour cream that never came. 

2AA4

I have grown to love my class so so much over these two years, and learnt loads from each and every special person. Thank you :')

OMG THURSDAY BACCALAUREATE SERVICE NOOOOOOOOOO END OF MY JUNIOR COLLEGE DAYS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

joyous offsets

Happy photos of happy people and happy things. 

To offset the negativity that has been overwhelming my blog lately. Mmm.

xoxo goodnight.