Mollie’s mama said that I am sexy and that he was ugly. Haha. Treated Mollie to dinner to thank him for buying the King Lear tickets from me. I coerced him into the deal in like 2 minutes. Interestingly, we bumped into damn alot of people today. As we were getting dessert, Mollie’s junior popped out of nowhere and said Hi. While we were heading towards Guess, we bumped into Yaqi, Emz and Stacey (in the picture above). We stopped to chat in the middle of Citilink and Cliff saw us on his way to meet Kai and David. Then, as we walked towards VnC, we saw Sze Lang who thought that Mollie and I got together after 4 years of Dunman and 2 years of HC. How retarded. When we were parting at the MRT, we saw Alan and Mols just exclaimed his name damn loudly.
It was really a hilarious dinner and comforting as well. I get to whine and whine with Mols dishing out advice here and there. I was feeling sick ok. The greatest theory that Mollie continued harping on was that we should never compromise being happy for anything. How self- centred it is, but I used to subscribe to that as well. It was easier in the past to maintain that arrogant posture and say fuck the rest. But I can’t seem to do it now. I don’t think I am that happy anymore, not the exuberent way Mols is. I need to regain a greater sense of self. As I was telling Erene, perhaps my quality of life has been greatly reduced, no longer as purposeful as before, no longer as driven with my commitments… This is really bad. I need to have a closer walk with God as well. Or maybe I am just whining to a screen because I feel sick and headachy.
