im back...
sorta dreaded coming back home on sat and sun cos of many tings.one of them being i kinda like tis wandering lone man lifestyle...i can foresee myself going on trips overseas,just alone or with a wing man to sightsee and to explore and to make friends.
another reason would be the totally hot cheerleaders haha.im telling u the cheerleaders dig me man.totally man i swear to god.too bad the fotos are on their cameras.and too bad i lost my phone.
let's go!
clap clap
team singapore!
we are here to win!
clap clapdamit i was too shy.gota start getting used to the attention.
so here i am back home,feeling confident and heartbroken at the same time.(2 totally unrelated feelings)
my bday was the loneliest yet warmest ever.i spent it with only my dad and mum,but when i found the surprise present on my bed i felt so lucky to have such wonderful parents.i found another present from my cousin who left it in my house for me to find when i get back.that's abt it.thanks for the wellwishers tho i only recieved marcus' sms when i checked my sim card back in singapore.dun forget i lost my phone.well,i got those on email,and friendster.
solitaryness?
haha im missing those hot pants-ters.
if my leg recovers after operation ill try cheerleading man.
btw my blog's screwed up,i cannot control the time and dates of posts liao.
hanyan i tink the time and date tingy disappeared ever since u wished me happy bday here...but thanks alot!:)
oya ive decided to name my other girlfriend kelly!haha for those who still cannot guess my 2 girlfriends are my crutches la.so im not some pluralgamy goondusamy.
i love my kelly and karel,they are the ones who have truely,and literally stood by me all these while.
i have a feeling.or feelings.i hope its not temporary,cos i feel grown up now.filled with confidence,suaveness,handsomeness,lameness,cockiness without the 'i' in it(just joking),and ive learned a great many things out there in manila.
i left singapore 18 and came back 19.
i left a piece of me in manila.
and i would like to go back there one day.
sitting in the coach on the way back to the hotel,we approached a traffic light stop.i was reflecting on some thoughts on the day that had passed and i heard a knock on my left.i saw a skinny girl,looking like 16 but im guessing 20 and she was carrying a little girl not less than 5 but looking like 2 being so tiny with one skinny arm.she opened out her hand and looked at me.than she closed her hand and pointed to the babies tummy.i without hesitation searched my pockets for all the change i had which amounted to abt 30 pesos and i opened the window of the coach to drop the money into this young street lady's hand.
once i closed the window a few adults warned me sternly not to do such things in the future,its too dangerous.i was ashamed of myself the whole journey home,
because i dint realise till it was too late,that 30 pesos only amounts to about 1 buck.