What a miserable night I had last night. Made the dreadful mistake of drinking cuppuccino in order to stay awake to catch Lord of the Rings last night and I remained awake until like 5.30am in the morning. Flipped and flipped and flipped in my little bed. When I finally got to sleep for a few hours, two French girls started to talk and laugh directly outside my room! Wah lau! It's damn irritating and inconsiderate, okay! When they walked, they seemed to walk and scrap the floor at the same time. Are you lame or what? Or the floor is not clean enough for you to walk? Can't you go inside the other girl's room to continue your incessant chatters? Shut your damn mouths! I wished I knew a few French vulgarities. Or I should open the door and slam it. Like my friend slamming her window. It will create the effect I want.
Singlehood. How is singlehood like? It has been so long forgotten by me happily until that happened. When I was younger, I was single. The me now has long gotten used to having him by my side. Comfortably and happily. But, by some great joke, I am learning to be happy by myself again. Unwillingly.
I see friends and strangers whom are single, seemingly to have a great time on their own. Some of the blogs I read shared about their lifes as singles. They seemed to be happy and happening in the things they do. Clubbing, going to dinner with friends, catching movies, school life and many more. Having being in a relationship once, when will I see it the same way as them? I do feel sour that the things that we once enjoyed doing together are now impossible. I see fulfillment as a couple and fulfillment as a single are distinct. The company and feelings evoked are just different.
When I was younger, I did my own stuffs at the times and the places I want it. Should I say that I felt total involvement and abandonment when doing things. Perhaps it's only when I got into a relationship, my attention for accomplishment begin to waver. To be able to spend my every waking moment with him constitued as bliss to me. Well, it's just too bad that only I saw it this way.
What do I really like when I was single and in couplehood? KTV? Singing just relieves me. It's an equivalent to screaming into the pillow for me. I don't claim to be a singing queen. Sorry if I created noises for any of you. I do have days I can't seem to sing in the right pitch. I like to play electronic games. Tomb raider, kingdom hearts, final fantasy 8, the sims, warcraft, might and magic, quest of glory. I know I labelled as weird, for a girl to play games. Does it matter? How says only guys can play games? If we can wear pants, why can't we play games? I think playing games actually improves your hands and mind co-ordination. I'm considering to get a PS2 when I get back to Singapore. But, will I have the time to play it in the future? I don't really know. Haiz. I like to play the piano, but I hadn't played it in a long time. Perhaps pre-occupation with school work and other aspects of life had drawn me away from it. But, I resolved to learn to play a few new pieces when I get back next year. I used to love being a couch potato. Just not moving in front of the tv and munching tidbits non-stop. Wah. Get-fat recipe. I doubt I will be going to movies much anymore. There isn't that someone who will feel the itch to watch movies and keep pulling me to watch with him ever. I love shopping, but I think money hard to earn. So I can only shop to my hearts content with a reasonable degree. I like swimming. Maybe I'll go and swim 3 times a week again. That's what I did last time. Swim freely like a fish and working out my pathetic muscles. Okay, that's about it. Nothing else that I like.
Looking at my photos, I think my hair is a disaster. Time to rebond my hair when I get back home. Singlehood means no arguement about whether I should rebond or curl my hair to his likes. Good.
