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Mot: means witty saying. Short for Mote (speck of dust), reverse of Tom (Cruise), which is in turn short for Tomato.

Ashlee Simpson, Big Fish, Just Shoot Me, Red, Tomato, Blueberry Cheesecake, Rockstar

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Tuesday, December 25, 2007
stand still, look pretty

xmas at xtine's came back for a second year last sunday and it was swell even though the rained threatened to, well, rain on our barbecue parade. spent most of the earlier part trying to complete my last minute christmas cards but in the end i triumphed- not in time for lyl though, who decided to leave early- what a bugger. everyone was in happy, high spirits- some back from a new home miles away, a different continent, some local 'regulars', some fellow new officers...whatever the case...all still very happy to see each other because frankly we cant get enough of one another haha. oh and i finally got to see xtine's house and invade her room. super cosy. a room of one's own. she also decided it was time to gimme an xmas gift from last year (i feel bad for not reciprocating)- a small jar of marmalade (which unfortunately expired in april) and a button magnet which read: BREATHE DEEPLY. oh christine- "the whole world loves her and, has to have her"

everyone was looking positively radiant. the turn up was actually quite reassuring and it was just so easy talking to everyone- like we never left school at all. well i guess to a large extent we're all still jc students in our hearts- nobody really wanted it to end anyway. after the charred food we made our way up to xtine's apartment for dessert- namely superb ice cream from trix, a cake which ramu bought, and wine from snee. i think im addicted to rum and raisin ice cream now.

after some bumming around and a little bit of america's got talent on the telly i made my quiet way back home on two buses. 156 almost didnt come- but having served me so well along the same route for 6 years, i guess i knew it wouldnt let me down. caught the last bus home, appreciated the xmas lightings at pandan valley, and almost didnt wake up in time for gawin's dimsum lunch the next day.

i think i might like
the quiet nights
of this empty life

gawin always pours in the best gossip in town- but it was definitely nice meeting him for other reasons, of course. catching up was great, and so was the food- although im more of a whatever-tastes-good person rather than an i-want-my-cantonese-food-authentic guy as gawin is. once again, the world is small, so i bumped into glen chiang whom i have regretfully failed to meet up with all this while. trooped my way to cityhall after that to shop for a last minute present before meeting up with the guys. because the world decided to shrink even more what with globalization and global warming, we bumped into shibani and evie at canele! in an effort to dispel my embarassing same-clothes gaffe from their memories i hastily squeezed out two xmas cards for them. but to be honest i enjoyed the spontaneity. just like how jan and i walked into marks and spencer and came out with my cards and biscuits which i so very kindly treated. it's christmas everybody! no time for scrooge.

anyway we exchanged presents quite quickly and jonk surprised me once again by giving me the hitchhiker's guide book. wooohooo! whenever i get down to proper reading im gonna have a heyday. anyway we spent most of the outing eating. next stop was soup spoon, where we saw a certain singaporean celebrity dressed like a tasteless newurbanmale and i bumped (because the world is really more puny than small) into valerie! i guess it's a good thing that i could recognize her. zee got a music-themed gift combo from me (oh how i like to overrate my creations and embellish it so- but like it said it's christmas! what's life without a truckload of decorations and unnecessary distractions?)- a singing dancing santa and a maroon 5 cd for the music explorer in him. most disturbingly we stopped by ben&jerry's for yet another binging session after that, where joyce was chatting with her friend because the world is really running out of space, and where evie happened to be on shift :] extra large scoops we got!

we whiled our time away saying extremely bad things about alan the absent (i hope you are reading this, dude. haha) and before we knew it it was time for jonk to leave for his family thing. next stop was hmv and as a belated gesture of both kinds zee and i bought celine dion's las vegas dvd for nash the rash. i still insist that taking chances is her best song to date but then again i never really considered myself a fan of hers. not even the paper kind. but the wreckers! oh thanks so much zee for that splendid belated bday gift. yes i chose it myself haha. so that makes two new country albums for christmas this year. dad got me carrie underwood- whom ive always been wary about. but we shall see! new music is always welcome.

lingzhi veggie restaurant. chengchai could finally eat freely, without qualms, and the atmosphere was perfect. our own little private table. comfy sofa seats and avant garde backdrops. i actually enjoyed the food- too bad there wasnt more to go around. when we got to united square everything was closed- so much for christmas shopping, but there was this new ice cream place called, much to nash's delight, Udders- and i indulged in more rum and raisin :]

for some reason we never tire of sleepovers although when you think carefully about it we never quite accomplish more than a dozen youtube videos, a movie maybe, and some good conversation. a tick each for all of the above- we (or rather, i) finally watched Undiscovered, and i must say it wasnt quite well worth the wait but i still enjoyed it nonetheless. ashlee simpson rocks lah okay stop arguing with me. they weren't the best fellow movie goers for this particular one (given their inherent prejudice) but i suppose i will still thank zee nash and cc for attempting to watch this with me. i hated saying goodbye when the one night stand ended, but i guess im finding it easier to do so nowadays. not because anything matters less...but rather, on the contrary, because i have confidence that the 'goodbye's gonna be more temporary than ever.

by the time i made it to my family party the fatigue was setting in quite painfully so i spent most of it sleeping on my aunt's bed together with some of my other tired cousins. haha. when i woke up there were only 3 hours of christmas day left. i spent most of it looking at the face of time (and wishing it would stop)- youth. my cousin's little toddler, finding his own cheerful way in this world he probably thinks is humongous (but will probably grow up to discover otherwise, as i have). and then i thought about all the things that made this year. that made it happen. and i guess i will look back with a smile on the heart. i dont think i could ever do it all over again.
the food was a feast though.

i am still fully booked (and happily so) till the end of my leave this friday. even for the weekend actually. facebook is about the only thing that i can make exceptions/openings for. how i wish everything could be expressed in pictures. i guess you know im joking, though, seriously, i think i am hooked.

merry christmas little world.

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