ahila, imad and caffeine

remind me to never, EVER take anything anything with caffeine.

i'm never a coffee drinker, so never really experienced caffeine.

th reason i'm still up now at 5am is because of that potent concoction of black tea (which i just discovered has the same amount of caffeine as coffee) that i has at that sixth avenue tea place just now.  i thought a bit of caffeine wil help me deal with ilhan and his expected diarrhoea through the night.

he's still sleeping soundly thru. not even waking up for milk.

and my heartbeat's still racing.

met up with ahila and imad just now. had a good time. it's been like what..4 years since i last caught up with them. told ahila i cant believe it's been 10 years since we left jc. and when we meet it's like we never parted. so funny reminiscing about our jc-bitchiness and Miss Phua-isms and us 2 minorities-against-the-world angst.

felt slightly awed when they slipped into legalese. such high fliers. they do important things. me too. like teach.

i need to sleep.

maiden entry

can't believe i'm succumbing to this.

could never really understand why people bare their all thru this medium. it's like the opposite end of this voyeuristic tendency i guess we all have in us.

why am i doing this? hmmm......mak trained me to keep a diary since i was small (something about building up your language and discipline..) and i've been at it on-off for donkeys years, but i tell you, those years when i DID keep a diary i still keep them and *chuckles*...the things i did and wrote back then!

secondly to make up for a homepage that never seems to materialise...*sigh*...first i blamed it on the lack of tech expertise and then it was the perpetual no-time factor. and then i got one at moonfruit.com with flash and all and then never maintain..hehehehe....

i've always wanted my own realm in virtuality. why...hmmm...good question. not exactly as an egoquarium. i would say putting down my thoughts and silent conversations with myself in tangible form. observations on anything that deigns to land on my warped mind.

excuse the self-indulgence.