i / am / i happy?

one more hour and i can get off work.

i am so sleepy, being loaded up with panadols. yes, it's that time of the month again *growls*. but thank God i'm not in unbearable pain. though i feel sluggish. but that's ok.

interviewed my ex-lecturer today, Adrian Danker. he's back to help rewrite Religious Education programmes for Catholic schools and teachers. we did lunch too and talked about old school people.

it's our 10th anniversary since leaving CJC. wow.

one interesting bit came up over lunch...
Lionel is marrying Vanessa!!! *wow*

we wondered where Elton is, spoke about how Baldev is a changed man. :)

i am still sleepy. but i just feel like writing. i wonder what i'm going to write about.

i wonder how the Apostle is. Baptism ends and first person i think of is him. shitz.

my manager gave me 11 bars of Merci chocolates.

Peter Petrelli in "Heroes" is an empath too. maybe we belong together.
if i could choose my superpowers, i would choose to fly. but what good will that do?
i don't mind time-travelling but i would constantly be stuck in the past so i guess not. have just finished "The Time Traveller's Wife". excellent book. will write about it another time maybe.

nice, heart-tugging song on Class 95.
"and there is nothing special about me..." *croon croon croon*
if White Boy breaks this radio too, i will break his neck. my only link to sanity.

*i am dancing on the beach... it is night and i can't see the dark waters but i can hear the waves lapping rhythmically. i can see the stars but not clearly cos of the orange glows from the street lamps that are turned on too, bathing everything in orange. i must have had a drink or two cos my vision is sharpened and everything appears crystal clear. i don't really know where i am... in Bintan... on the narrow pathway with the beach to the side... in Batam, by the pool watching the pier that stretches out to the sea... i don't know who i am dancing with either. it's like i'm watching the scene in my mind's eye, overlapping images... when i see Bintan, i am alone. when i see Batam, i see Blue Caps. ah, but it's not him i'm dancing with... i am happy.*

i am happy.