25 more minutes...

There's about 25 minutes left before the clock struck 0000. Sigh.. another year will pass.

I vividly remember when we were counting down to the year 2000. Many people said that when the clock struck 0000, all the computers would crash as they could not identify the year starting with 2 and o. Some people even said that it would also be the end of the world when the clock struck 0000. Hmm..

That was nearly 5 years ago. My friend and I were then waiting in anticipation for 2000 to come and were glad all those ominous omens did not come true. How silly of us..

Over the years, my friend and I had lost touch. Don't think we'll ever contact each other again. I pray that this friend of mine will always be happy and in good health. Insya'allah..

Happy New Year, everyone!

Mumbo Jumbo from a Disoriented Mind

Just reached home, watching Project Runaway, but not really that interested because I know Austin will be eliminated. Sigh..

Anyway, I watched 2 episodes of Winter Sonata today, 2 hours of my life dreaming that life can actually be perfect. Haha.. I'm at the episode where Ming Xiang actually found out that he was Jun Xiang! And You Jin did not believe him because she thought that he was using that excuse to get her back from her husband-to-be (whom I forgot the name). So drama..

I was at Peninsula Shopping Complex during the evening, trying to find a cheaper TEVA sandals. But ironically, it was more expensive there (and everybody says things are cheaper at Penin and Quensway!). Went to a shop which is managed by a transvestite; (s)he's good! I mean (s)he knows her stuff and the clothes which her/his shop has. (S)He can actually tell you how many colours that particular design has and (s)he's so friendly. Bought some clothes from her/his shop. Going back there again. Good design. And good service.

Hmm.. Grey's Anatomy is on 5 now. Heard it's good. Hmm.. it's quite funny.

Time to bathe.

*twenty28eight is currently quite disoriented and her vocabulary as well as flair in writing is hindered by her brain disorientation. will do a massive reformatting tonight after a good slumber. on second thought, she will watch WINTER SONATA episode 15 to lull her to the perfect world. haahaa..*

Asseyo.. Mr Bae!

Alone at home on Christmas Day. Folding a massive pile of clothes. Boring? No.. no.. not when you're watching Winter Sonata. Hmm.. I can hear the groans of my fellow mates. Hey.. it's a really beautiful show. Guy falls in love with gal. Gal falls in love with guy. The beautiful, bad gal tries to steal the guy. The guy has an accident and loses his memory. Gal thought guy is dead. Etc.. etc.. etc.. You watch the drama.

Well, I'm beside the point. The point is whenever I watch Winter Sonata, I feel that one day, I'll find my true love and will live happily ever after. That much effect that drama has on me. Haahaa.. But really! You know what the hero said to the heroine when they had to part (gosh.. my eyes were tearing then)? If you were to get lost and have problems finding your way back, just look up to the sky and look for the Polaris (sic) stars. Follow those stars and you'll find me at the end of the journey. Sigh..

Imagine a person making a declaration of love like that? So beautiful and endearing..

Someone used to compare me to one of the silver stars in the night. That was a very long time ago. I don't think I'm the person's silver star anymore. For one, the person actually forgot my birthday this year. Painfully sad. But bearable. And expected.

On a lighter note, Winter Sonata did make my day on a lonely Christmas Day. So mushy and drama..

Happy Boxing Day, everyone!

Love Me.. Love Me.. Say That You Love Me..

Being in love is a great feeling. Seeing someone else being in love too is a great feeling. But seeing your own ex-Goonie being in love gives you a motherly pleasurable proud feeling that her boy has grown up. And that's what I'm feeling right now.

So.. to Chris and Emily, may both of you find joy and love in each other's company. And to Chris, you're my third ex-Goonie (male some more!!! The first two are males too!!!) who is steadfast in love. I'm so happy for you!!!

*twenty28eight hopes Chris and Emily don't mind her invading their privacy*

Adventure of the Accent Driver

Yesterday was the first time I took the LRT. And of course, I was lost. Well.. to let you have a clear idea of why I too seem to have a leaky brain, I drive. An Accent (of course must support Korea.. BYJ my IDOL, what!!!). A silver one with my name neatly arranged by five Forever Friends bears. Prior to this unfortunate incident, I was slightly lost while trying to take the NEL to town. That was a few months ago. I was supposed to go to the Sengkang Interchange and this I successfully achieved by taking 163. Then I looked for the NEL. Thinking that all NEL are above ground, I confidently took the escalator up. And saw this small-like-tram-thing as a mode of transport. Huh? Not wanting to appear lost and desperate, I looked at the map. Renjong.. Tongkang.. Layar.. Fernvale.. Thanggam?!?! What in the world was all these?!?! Didn't I just came from these places?!?! Be cool.. Be cool.. Singapore is so small; I couldn't get lost, could I? That was the start of my schizophrenia. Then I saw the sign (Hmm.. remember Ace of Base?). Ooohhhh.. the NEL line is underground. Duh!.

Back to my story of me getting lost while taking the LRT, PinkieMonkie and I thought of having lunch at CompassPoint but I had to send back the car. So being adventurous (of course, both of us hiked for an hour at Bukit Timah on Monday), I told her, "Let's not take 163. Let's take the LRT. I've never been on one."

"Huh? You really haven't been taking any public transport lately, have you?" PinkieMonkie said in her I-can't-believe-you-are-telling-me-this tone.

"Yeah.. Yeah.. I drive, what."

"So where's the LRT?"

"There."

"Where?"

"There.."

My "There.." took us about 10 minutes to walk to the LRT station. It was quite an exciting ride; exciting means good but slightly overwhelming. The LRT had a way of hugging the curves; imagine a motorbike racer hugging the curves during the race. A-ha.. like that.

So after our uneventful lunch, PinkieMonkie wanted to take the NELL home while I, still feeling adventurous, wanted to try the LRT again (hey.. I wanted to expand my horizon, okay? Plus I have bus-sickness). I saw the sign (Ace of Base again..) showing that I should take this particular platform if I wanted to go home. Hmm.. so easy.

I took the small-like-tram-thing and settled myself at a corner.

"Ranggung Station," announced the computerised voice after a 5-minute journey.

Huh?!?! Ranggung? Where the hell is that?!?! I looked at the map and pondered. Hmm.. I was opposite of where I was going; maybe the LRT will make a loop. Feeling dubious, I wanted to hop out of the LRT but.. "Door is closing.." Nevermind, the next stop.

"Kangkar Station"

Goodness.. all the LRT stations have the weirdest names. I quickly alighted and hid behind some giant posters (in case the passengers in the LRT would wonder why this girl never went down the escalator. Lost, huh? I didn't want to suffer the embarrassment). After the LRT went off, I looked at the map. And was still blur. Gosh.. am I that DUH?

The opposite LRT came and I got in. Well.. better to go back where I came from. Maybe this LRT did a loop and I'll be safely home soon.

"Sengkang Station"

Hmm.. shouldn't get out here. After this will be either Renjong or Cheng Lim (again the weird names) Station. The LRT door closed and five minutes later..

"Compassvale Station"

Huh?!?! What the hell? Groundhog's Day? I didn't want to be Bill Murray!!! Help!!! The LRT still moved the opposite direction! I got out quickly, hid behind some giant posters (again! Please refer to above for the reasons) and contemplated to call my daddy to fetch me from wherever I was. I was feeling so tired and my head was throbbing from the heat plus I played badminton with PinkieMonkie this morning and hadn't have my rest.

Five minutes later..
No way, man! I'm 28; how can I don't know my way? I've been driving for more than 2 years. My brain couldn't be leaking that badly, right? So I waited for the opposite train to Sengkang Station.

"Sengkang Station"

I scrutinised the map thoroughly and still couldn't solve the problem on how to go the other side of the route. Sigh.. time to ask for help.

"Excuse me, how can I go to Renjong or Cheng Lim Station?"

The boy looked at me and smiled. Hey.. he's nice. I hope he didn't think that I was suaku.

"You have to take the LRT with the red lettering on the signboard, not the yellow one," he explained.

"I'm going the same direction. Here's the train," he continued.

In the LRT, my head was spinning like a ferris wheel, only at 100km/h. Must call PinkieMonkie and update her about my miserable plight.

"Ooh.. you, silly girl! Bla.. bla.. bla.." PinkieMonkie started her soliloquy for about five minutes. At the sixth minute..

"Hey.. My stop's coming soon. Bye," I ended the conversation.

"@*$# Station"

Finally.. I stepped out of the small-like-tram-thing and breathed in the almost fresh air.

Sigh.. Home Sweet Home..

*twenty28eight would like to thank the nice boy who helped her and who again reminded her to alight at the right station*

Some Adults Just Have Freaking Leaking Brains

Home on a Thursday afternoon. That's luxury. It's rare for you to catch me at home on a week day, especially during this time. You must always count your blessings and appreciate them while they last..

Chapter II

I had the most bizarre out-of-body experience while being the Red Indian Chief at the World of 5HUA. Most of the Potters there have leaking brains; well.. some of them, especially those of Higher Order. I thought such malady (leaking brains) only occur to the Goonies and it slowly heals when you reach adulthood. But not at the World of 5HUA. To cut a long story short, I received scrolls from one of the Higher Order; not a nice one though and still this particular Higher Order die-die claimed he was right. Yeah, right.. If he was correct, then I'm blue-eyed, blonde hair and married by now. Duh!

*twenty28eight is still brown-eyed, brown hair (chemically changed) and as single as CheeseKraft*