rise and shine, darling.

Yep.

A very, very, veryyy

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Hello there and here’s my first post of the year 2006.

We shall start with some good ol’ New Year resolutions, like:

I must learn to be more punctual.

(Same old, same old every year, but I never learnt. Sigh.)

Or

I want to secure a strong CAP (cumulative average point) that guarantees a 2nd upper class honors by the end of this year.

And relationship wise - all we hope is,

we stay as happy as we are now. ;)

Bear with the soppiness, but I love Collin! And this long break has been wonderful, I’m so sad it has come to an end. (Time always pass by fast when you are having the most fun.) So now he’s back working (army, army, army) and I’m waiting for school to start.

School will be a not-so-great four days week. Hours ain’t long, but I say not-so-great ‘cause I was hoping for urg, three days instead. Screw sem II and its lousy time table!

Of course, there are some people on the far end and highest point of our sunny island (just to illustrate its ulu-ness) who are just happy they have a nice looking five days week. I am referring to NTU, and its engineering students more specifically. Who else takes seven modules a semester? It’s absurd.

Academic issues aside (read: sleep inducing), the last few days (Xmas, then New Year) before we step into a new year is always especially brimmed with the holiday bonhomie, despite how hyped and commercialised this part of the year is.

But I like this time of the year. ;)

This year's countdown, we spent it at Esplanade. Got an excellent spot to view the fireworks display. Waited for 3 hours which is almost well worth it 'cause the entire ten minutes of fireworks felt almost magical.

But the going home is crazy and I swear I never do this again unless we have proper transportation home, e.g. I drive or Collin drive – something quite credible by the end of this year.

(Add to my NY resolution list: Get my driving license!)

I used to adore crowds ‘cause that’s where you feel THE spirit. But crowd-hater Collin successfully change that and I’m now a convert. I’ll choose snuggling up and watching some DVDs over snacks, anytime. All this in the comfort of air conditioning and the only crowd you’ll probably experience is the man next to you who’s occupying a larger portion of the bed/sofa than you are.

Then again, I don't have to be bothered with this until (approximately) another 356 days.

I've blabbered enough. Here are pictures from our New Year's eve dinner at Hotstones – this restaurant along Clarke Quay:

My date.

Me and my belated X'mas present – the MNG jacket I was lemming for.

(The story behind the jacket is that, broke me wanted to wait till final reductions, i.e. up to 70%, before I get the jacket. Only to find out in the end, the difference was a mere 10 buckaroos for a two weeks plus wait. Good thing there’s still sizes, else I’ll probably want to kill myself. Anyway, I didn't pay for it in the end 'cause Collin got it for me. Heh.)

What we had:

I had Unagi on hot stone - and I vaguely remember the menu saying it's on oily bamboo leave - served with rice, Unagi (or was it sukiyaki) sauce and garden salad (which I don’t take).

Collin had tenderloin steak on hot stone. And the beef came really raw (you have to cook it on the square stone). Gulp. Comes with potato salad, amongst other choices of fries and mashed potatoes.