the younger ones

zouked last night with ck, terence and ant. who on earth goes to zouk on a tuesday night? only people who have nothing better to do like us. sheares hall was holding some kind of an internal pagaent there, followed by an inter-jc pageant (which rj wasnt invited to take part in!! what the..). decided to go after spending a very boring and uneventful day at home. reached zouk at around 10 and found the place swarmed with little boys and girls. haha..i felt old amongst the 18 yr olds. these kids just finished As, the guys havent even been through NS yet..

it kinda brought back memories of myself three years back. how i spoke then, how i dress, how i thought...soo different. there was so much i didnt know then, not that i know a lot now, but comparatively... there are many things i wish i have done earlier, but when i think about it again, there is a right time for everything. some people are lucky to have a head start, others saw the light later. when it happens, it happens, that is the right time. when i was 18, my priorities were different. it could even be a blessing. you cant worry if you arent even aware of the problems that existed.

when i was 17...

..i climbed mount kinabalu! ok lar i dont look THAT different right..besides the hair length..and i was much fairer then.

we sailed to a tiny island in sabah: can spot me?

and there we witnessed a beautiful sunset...

anyway back to clubbing. we were flabbergasted when we realised that phuture wasnt going to be opened. and coupon only allowed us to exchange for a free soft drink. $16 for a soft drink! ant and ter were like OH MI GOD. haahha..we drank after that at the members' area. a few jugs of this sweet greenish drink (forgot the name), apple shooters, tequila shots. ter and i shared a flaming lambo cos we were sure if we each drank one, we'd puke! and i did (even tho we shared)..eeee...but wasnt drunk lar. haha..a little tipsy but was perfectly clear headed. danced with terence and gang for three hours straight. i was practically falling asleep on the dance floor towards the end. so sleeeepy. the night ended at 3am.

i hope i'm not taking people for granted. i try not to. but if i do, please forgive me..i dont mean to be ungrateful..though sometimes i might forget. i might even be demanding and unreasonable and petty..which i feel..deep down inside, that isnt really me? just that perhaps i've been getting so used to having things my way, having people giving in to me, that i forget what compromising means. i forget to be understanding. ok, that has got to change.