long ago
i’ve been looking through all my profile pictures. and this weird thing about me is that i put them up there because they all have some sort of a past i can’t let go of. you don’t see pictures of my ex-boyfriends up there, you don’t see unhappy pictures of me up there… and i’m always going back to this special page just to look back at it and be happy.
i know you’re going to say that i should stop dwelling in the past, and look forward into life, but i.. i can’t. i just can’t seem to. i’ve done so much in the past that i feel so, so, so proud of. and there are so many memorable things that i cannot delete. look, i deleted the photo of me being so sunburnt during youth in touch 2009 that even aloe vera cream couldn’t help omg bad memory, i slowly deleted photos of weers, janey, and muts over the course of last year and this year because i just don’t want to keep these friends anymore… i did it. but there are those that mean so much.
this is a photo of blan and i (he looks so cute), on our first trip overseas. i remember it was somewhere in malaysia. how fashionable were we then? socks with sandals? pjs in the day? karl lagerfeld will shit in his grave.
my very first time being a GP (games personnel) during the CASS (Communication, Arts and Social Sciences) freshman orientation camp in 2009. back then, i was also a GL for CSCC, i was in the subcommittee, i participated in so many camps, so many nightwalks oh god i’m not even scared of ghosts anymore look where i am typing this now i’m alone at home in Perth with electrical appliances switching on by itself and lights switches being turned on by itself and i’m just like okay i’m half-naked in my bed now bye okay moving on
my two brothers. one of the first few times we started bonding as a trio and look where we are now. ever since my gorgor came back from the States he’s been a total awesome, outgoing asshole, and the three of us club together. oh god when i was back in Singapore, all our wasted nights at butter, zouk, avalon… twas’ awesome. i’m so happy i had that three months with my brothers.
on stage in hong kong when the DADP (diploma in applied drama and psychology) crew went there in 2010. how awesome were we, trying to converse in mandarin and cantonese, and appearing on stage? and i thought ‘guei low’ meant aliens lololol.
poly50 in year 2009. one of my proudest achievements. right when CASS was the pitfalls of the clubs in SP, i took over as the sports head and got 30 people to represent CASS in three teams, all of us made it through running 50 rounds around the campus. oh god those moments were magic. i felt so proud of everybody. this, along with heading the entire crew for the CASS freshman orientation camp as a Camp Chief in 2010 where all the participants turned up god i wished i can post a photo of it but forget it, and heading sports day.
with the bitchezz. and back then we weren’t the bitchezz. everyone started getting even closer after all of us graduated. back then i was running around, hopping with the different cliques in class. cliques? fuck they really never existed. back then you never thought anyone would do anything stupid look at us how innocent were we all but look where we all are now, clubbing, drinking, smoking, (some) having good sex, listening to makeout stories, many of us are gone in London and Australia, many of them are in Tekong University, one is even working and her job is to drink and be merry.
and one of my proudest moments, graduation. that’s me with my principal. i told him i wanted a ‘cool’ photo with him and we started posing like rockers it’s like a rocker thing and then these two idiots came in and also wanted to pose with us and i was like damn this touching HTH moment spoilt by ms zainudin and ms anba.
so much i had done, so many memories of friends and family, and then i look at what i’m doing now. teenage years, young adult years. i’m not regretting what i’m doing now, it’s part and parcel of life. i mean we grow up, we do different things. i’m so happy with the way i grew up in my late teenage years.
i should be happy with life now. my mottos throughout my life stuck by me. 1. everyday is a learning experience. 2. never regret anything. and i’m always sticking by that moment when i’m old and i tell my grandchildren stories of how wild i was and how much of life i’ve lived, experienced, and lived to tell. that makes me happy, that keeps me going. and now i’m in Aussieland, spending the next 2 years in university. considering all these photos took place over a span of 3 years, the next two years aren’t going to be long and i daresay i’m going to do so much. i’m going to bungee-jump, i’m going to learn how to drive (wait i’ve already learnt that illegally, now i just need a license), i’m going to eat weird things, i’m going to fall in love, love and be loved, i’m going to travel, i’m going to do so much in these 2 years because you know why?
nothing lasts forever.
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this is me before i passed out on my last day at Avalon. buggers pouring shots down my mouth non-stop, including a fucking barcardi 151, according to lis.
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johnnie walker double black (i survived! and many beers that night!)
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the day i met david archuleta and he sang to me but lovecalculator.com says we only have a 22% chance together if you don’t believe see
mind you this screenshot was taken 2 years ago that’s how much i love david archuleta :(
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my first time wearing a dress designed by Ashley Isham i am in awe of this man he’s my idol don’t know him? i’ll slap you pls go google he’s a legend and i want to be just like him
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chinese new year 2012 at my place with everybody. and i mean evvvveeerrryybody. some couldnt make it but i was so happy that my dear hunsup came. he’s been in the army and i haven’t seen him in months. he’s not in the photo though.
okay i’m done with my self- and over-analyzing goodnight i love you.
