If u can watch only 1 movie this weekend, let it be...
Disclaimer: Pls do not send your ticket stub to me for reimbursement if you do not enjoy this movie.
I am nothing special; just a common woman with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.

Should I stay or should I go? My mind is in a total state of confusion. For one moment, I felt so cornered. Yet, I couldn't show any signs of fear but to remain composed. What kind of life am I pursuing? What's best for me may not be best for me.
Since the beginning of the year, I've been clubbing almost every weekend. Every Friday, at least. Does that make me a hardcore clubber? Or a chiongster in Singapore term. The longer the amount of time I spend in the office, the lesser the amount of time I spent on sleeping, all the more I need to go to the club for some drinks. Somehow I find that I seem to hold my liqour better than before. Every week is a challenge for me & I always look forward to Friday 'cause it is clubbing time for me!! I admit that I kinda stressed up by work and I am seeking solace in clubbing. Drinking helps too. I do not drink on weekdays, but I'd need a drink badly on weekends. I love long island tea and my recent fave, apricot brandy. Not only am I a workaholic and an alcoholic too! These days a big fraction of my credit card bills goes to the accounts of the clubs. Though I do not belong to the class of major spenders on drinks, at least 10% of my wage goes to them. I feel all uneasy if I don't club on either Fridays or Saturdays. It feels like some form of withdrawal symptom for me. I feel unhappy if I stay at home. It's like I'm on drugs literally. I'm beginning to understand how smokers feel when they try to quit smoking. Sigh... I do not club alone. I don't enjoy being picked up either, because I just wanna chill out with my friends. Being picked up by strangers only tells me that maybe, maybe I still have this last bit of charm left in me. It could be due to the dim light setting in the club too that these guys thought that I am attractive or simply mere desperation of them. The time now is 4.03am, Singapore Time. I just done with my shower. Left my office ard 3ish am. Tired. Very tired. Applied some eye gel on my awfully dark eye rings. Suddenly, I've this feeling that maybe, maybe 1000 years ago, pandas might be my potential ancestors back then. I starting to resemble more and more like a panda literally.
| 05 Dang Shin Eun..... |