Let's take this journey together,
where ecstacy is not a word,
but a reality.







Aggie
Amanda
Angeline
Aurelia

Cheryl
Cherlynn

Dayana
Diana

Eunice

Kat

Mr. Khoo

Priscilla
Priya

Rina

ShiHui

Wendy

XiaXue
Dawn Yang

A thug in my life.
Thursday,
Busy timetable, 4 classes, manageable though. My subhead on childcare leave, i have the beloved classes to myself, well it's up to my imagination to have them tamed.
Tu me manques chaques instant mon chéri.

Friday,
TGIF. Thankfully, one class today, my beloved yet naughty class. They were still beyond my control until another permanent one came in, counting down for the monkeys to return back to seats. Before lesson end, i gave them Français lessons, au revoir.
There's this lunch buffet for the staffs, and somehow the reliefs were invited along. NUSS Guild house at suntec, very dim and romantic ambience with the candlelight. After meal, the senior citizens corner kinda overwhelmed us young adults, with the oldies, so old that i've never came across before. Shifted the attention to a room for the four of us, the retro yet updated genre. Freddy has the your body is a wonderland voice, smitten the girls of course. Dawina has the RnB beats going along, the rap gotten her dumbfounded though, beats per minute were too fast. While yvonne and i took the microphone to duets and chingchong songs. Of course not forgetting, i would still stick to the anglais, i still have yet to figure out why do i sound better in those chingchong songs despite me having the dislikes for that language. I still believed that i'm meant for English. i refused to speak chinese unless i have no choice, because i sound like am trying hard to speak em'.
Back home to gym with kalai in late evening. Nonetheless, my mum made her psycho me to pursue further studies, i did not budge though. Fucked up house rules with fucked up management, so much for the maintainence fees but with ridiculous house rules. I totally have a strong grudge with this indian guard, who's the supervisor, whom i have had enough of his nosey business.

Saturday,
A rotting Saturday, will someone ask me out please? Plainly just drama all the way, from afternoon to night. I'll just have to wait for a few more days i guess, it's boring me, i'm on cold turkey.
This love won't fade, and through the hardest days.
I'll never question us, you're the reason, my only reason.
Nothing's impossible, nothing's unreachable.

Sunday,
Breakfast done, afternoon nap.
Again you're questioning me where about i've been, when i just left before ten. We're so preliminary, all this stress unnecessary, this is crazy. You're oppressing me, fall back i need some room. You want this thing to work, i need you to do all the necessary things to keep me. But you just keep on pushing me, you're about to barely be my boyfriend.
You have a girlfriend, i think i have the legal human rights to have a boyfriend too, but of course, not you. The key word is patience, don't be too cocky, because evidence is not available yet. So once i gather the necessary, i'll do a mass announcement.
Clean your mouth after you have your delicacies outside, because i don't think you would want the one at home to be suspicious. I was once in those shoes, i would have suspicion aroused, so here's just a piece of advice for you.
Dinner-ed with family.
End note, i have a sweet drug, that gives me the rush rush, that doesn't treat me like a booty call. You're just a history, that i retell to everyone the tragic story. But as i come to an end for the history book, i unfold a processing chapter, my present sweetest drug, and the future untold.
Je t'aime de tout mon coeur sweetest drug, duex days to go.