nothing quite beats the feeling of eating a bowl of noodles in hot soup late in the night after a bath, the air cold and crisp from raining the entire day. in the covert and comfort of your very own home.

i came home close to 1 am. glad. and considering my dad fetched me home, i wonder what time i'd reach home if i had chosen to wait for the rain to stop before taking a cab home. went to a platoon mate's house. he had kindly invited many of us to his house which gave me a chance to peek at the lifestyles of the rich and the famous. everyone was playing billiards, drinking, playing cards, watching the super large flat screen tv, playing mahjong, etc. none of which i was engaged in except for a few short games of blackjack or being glued to the telly. i won a grand total of 2 bucks. the way the guys gambled playing mahjong was particulary impressive - the way they flicked the tiles and chips with such utter ease and how 1 game could be over in under 5 minutes reminded me once again what a miserable no-lifer my schooling life has made me. they probably still are playing as i am typing this. and as usual, i chose to keep to myself nearly the whole time. sometimes wishing i could vanish from the place. it just doesn't feel like me. don't get me wrong, everyone was nice and everything. guess it's just me, again.

collected quite an average amount of ang pao money this year. i think i remember better years. cny has been
quite sian. it's been either tv or gambling for me, nothing much about the festivity. i have lost a grand total of 8 bucks overall as of now which is good, considering i don't have luck at the gambling table. at one point i lost more than a hundred bucks; at best i won more than fifty (but that is no more lah, i should really stop reminding myself).

well it's been really fast. the super-long weekend is almost over and tomorrow's the last day before it's back to work again.
yawn.. it's long after lights-off hours.