So Broke… But So Happy

Alexi mentioned this to us on our way home from such a random weekend day out. We were both short on cash and were highly dependent on our friend Jayt on the transport back home (my place) from the mountains.

The thing is: we were sincerely happy.

Let me tell it from the start:

Holly, Janey, Jackie and our friend CC planned this Halloween party. We (well, more of Holly), rented out a venue and invited people to come and spend the Saturday before Halloween with us. I thought it would be nice to also invite Frances and the group since we barely see each other during Halloween. So the plan was, Queenie goes to my apartment Saturday morning. Holly and the gang join us in the afternoon to pack candy bags (our giveaways) and then we will proceed to the venue. Frances and the rest (meaning Alexi) would follow as my guests.

For the party, Holly did a spectacular job organizing everything. Although, at some point I guess people kept ordering so we had a little “overspill”, I would still like to consider it as a success since people got free drinks, food and photos to remember the night.

I also joined what I mentally called as, the gasoline challenge. Holly bought this really cheap ass tequila that tasted and smelled like gasoline to me. I remember the four of us finishing a bottle once but I have no memories as to how it happened or what I did after. So for a good time, I decided to join and as it turns out, I was the only woman to join. Luckily, I got booted during the second round so I still had my wits with me while talking to Frances and the group.

I guess at this point, everything was going as I thought it was. But the thing with my brain, it only processes until a certain point. For example, during our trip to the beach and I was in charge of transportation, I prepared the going there but never the going home…  It didn’t come as a surprise that after the party, I ended up with Frances, Queenie, Alexi and Jay in a KTV place somewhere in the city. Needless to say, we went back to my place at around 4am equipped with the best kind of bedroom voice – a tired one.
We woke up at around 9am and had a very late lunch. We were looking for things to do and we just ended up going up to the mountains and on top of one of the largest Ferris wheel in the country. Can I just say, I’m not a big fan of heights? I really don’t like heights. I love roller coasters and rides but when it’s slow moving rides like the Ferris wheel or a stagnant view deck (SG’s Marina Bay Sands view deck for example), I just simply hate them. I get woozy, I feel like I’m falling (slow motion) and I’m more of a ground person. So I guess, during this random road trip up to the mountains and on a Ferris wheel, I somewhat conquered my fear of heights.

All in all, it was a nice long weekend to remember. Immediately the day after (less than 12 hours since we slept), I went up the mountains again with my uncle and grandmother for a simple brunch and walk around the outlet stores. I got a dress for a friend’s upcoming nuptials and although it will cost me a limb and arm to pay off (my uncle paid for it but I did promise to pay him back before the year ends), I’m glad. Seeing the look on my uncle and my grandmother’s eyes as I wore a perfect fit dress was priceless. Sharing a once in a lifetime Ferris wheel ride with Frances and Queenie, priceless. Playing video games with Jay and Alexi, priceless. Most importantly, continuing our Halloween tradition (Holly, Janey, Jackie and even CC), absolutely priceless. As Alexi said it: “I’m so broke, but I’m so happy…”

Another long weekend is upon us and I’m off to meet with my sister next Saturday (yes, she’s back – she’s back every month). I’m to pick her up in the airport and then we’re planning to have lunch in the city.
Looking forward to another priceless weekend,

Someone Anxious. 

A Little Something About Purity

My close friend celebrated his 'barbarakah' two Saturdays ago.

It was such a learning experience for me. It proved that everything we expect in life doesn't really happen as we thought it would. For starters, I didn't think that "Bar Barakah" was a Christian birthday party for men. At the same time, I didn't think that I'd end up having a very late dinner and beer with my college friends in the city.

What really struck me the most is how I feel so okay about the whole purity ring. Ask me two years ago and I would have laughed at you and talked you into this whole rock and roll lifestyle. Now, I get it.

Everyone is a rocker in their own way.

Shakin'

I often wonder why people always assume that I'm not doing anything.

Friday night, after finalizing my schedule, my sister called in to ask a favor. Go to the south, place and ad for her in the newspaper of where we used to live. I've come to accept that some people don't really ask. Regardless of how they phrase it, they already assume that you'll do it. After all, they'll pay you back, etc.

Still, I hate it when people call last minute.

Just like my uncle when he called me Friday night and told me to come to his house early.

He cancelled a minute before I was to wake up and my dad decided to leave our house 30 minutes later than I expected.

Wow. I really do wonder why people assume that I'm not going to be hassled. Contrary to popular belief, I don't like being late.

Still, I've had a pretty shaking Saturday. I met Holly in the south and she helped me with posting the ad and a few other errands. Afterwards, we took a bus to the city and I met the Certified Olympian. She treated me to lunch and we watched a movie afterwards.

For dinner, I met up with Frances and one of our other college friends. It was nice. Short. Simple and nice.

Looking forward to more shakin' Saturdays,

Someone Anxious

Skirt.

I haven't had such an energetic weekend in awhile.

It all started last Friday when my college friends decided to spontaneously meet for dinner. We had a really late dinner at the mall and coffee afterwards. We did the usual routine, buy food we usually can't afford and drink really expensive coffee we can't seem to digest.

What's amazing with our Friday Night Hangouts is how we never really loose out of touch. We're always interested in what's happening with one another and we always laugh about the most mundane things. There's Frances who I never fail to bond over clothes and our job woes. There's Dan who is perpetually in love with her and never fails to laugh. Then there's Vic who always wait for people to meet up first before he joins us and there's Jon who never fails to say something and make us all laugh.

I'm sure as hell lucky that we all meet up every other week.

The next day, I had to go to work for an ocular trip and right after, I met the Certified Olympian who graciously treated me to a movie. Afterwards, we spent the late afternoon dining and walking around the mall looking at clothes and buying toiletries.

It was nice having such a relaxing afternoon, being myself and talking about things. Lately, I needed a positive boost and the Certified Olympian selflessly provided it. I've never had such a great time just walking around and talking about almost anything and everything under the sun. In fact, I haven't laughed like that in the longest time.

Sunday, I met with my uncle and my grandmother. We celebrated my 21st birthday (as I wasn't able to meet them on the day itself) at one of my favorite restaurants and we had coffee and cake afterwards. Then I went with my uncle to ye ol' fabric shop where I got lost feeling different fabrics and talking about different designs. I often wonder why I never decided to pursue a more artistically centered profession like him. He seemed so happy and at ease choosing the right fabric for his clients.

Same day, I shared with my uncle of my dream skirt I've always wanted to have. I could never find a ready made one so I told him about the style. Amazingly, he knew exactly what it looked like and just like that, he bought the fabric needed to make one. I can't wait until the skirt is finished! Then I'll have the perfect outfit in mind.

-Someone Anxious.

4 Cities in 1 Night.

BECAUSE WE CAN, WE DO.

Last Saturday was another great adventure. I met up with Janey to watch rugby and go to Holly's niece's birthday party. On the ride to the party, Janey shared this great idea of going to four cities in one night and just hanging out with each other while having a drink in each. We were all tasked to choose one city each and complete a dare in the chosen city.

 

Right after the party, we immediately drove off to the first city where Holly met up with Chen. She splendidly accomplished her dare which was saying hi to a random stranger and pretending to know that person.

For the next city, which was mine, I had to introduce myself to a stranger as a complete imposter. I thought it would be easy. Guess not. Completely chickened out although I was still able to do the dare (technically). I introduced myself as someone else to this server/waiter who I asked directions too. Of course, everyone thought I was chicken for asking for directions.

By the third city, which was Janey's, we decided to go to this pub Holly knew. They served foreign made draft beer for reasonable prizes and I had a blast getting a bit tipsy. I did realize that beer was no longer my preferred poison. I think I'm beginning to develop a taste for hard drinks. Janey dared herself to say hi to as many people as possible and she ended up saying hi to an old friend from the university.

The last city was Jackie's and by that time, we were all a bit too tired. Had beer and breakfast at this point and just talked about random things. I almost left my debit card at the restaurant and had to run back in panic to get it. Then Janey took us home, me being the first one to be dropped off.

To more awesome Saturdays,

Someone Anxious.