Okay, no okay?

listening to james morrison's 'You Give Me Something'...
What a deep gruff voice for a eighteen year old boy!
He reminds me of James Blunt and Chris Martin. Maybe coz they're all from UK. Anyway, this song makes a good ending track for some drama serial, movie or something along that line.

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Lethargy and Restlessness are my best friends these days. They stick close to me almost everyday. I'm sad happy apathetic. Indifferent is the most accurate description. I couldn't summon the creative juices to be secreted nor muster the energy to blog. Definitely busy, but everything moves in a flurry.

I have:
1. gone for a super-duper hen's night,
2. ate zi-char at Amoy and received a parking offence fine in return,
3. attended NDP prize presentation and sipped champagne before going for class,
4. watched 'The Devil wears Prada' and got inspired to dress up,
5. nourished myself with the double-boiled soup and dim sum at Royal China, Raffles Hotel,
6. rehearsed for a church wedding, which will be happening this Saturday,
7. suntanned at km8, bitched about some girl's humongous bosom and ogled at Brad Pitt's doppelganger,
8. lazed at East Coast Park...

Amidst all these, I even ran and tried qigong. Yah yah, stop calling qigong the 'CC ah-soh activity'. It's an up and coming exercise ok? Like yoga, only a little more cheena. As for work, it isn't too bad. I've done a number of productions and scripts, recorded the inflight program, and the sense of pride hasn't gone flat like stale Cola yet. Thus I'm crossing work off the checklist too.

My roses are blooming. Zappy is going for servicing. We're still friends. Nobody hates my gut enough to want to assassinate me. See, more reasons to celebrate...

If nothing is wrong with the things around me, then what is wrong with me?