Life is good.

School, awesome stayovers and laugh-till-you-drop friends.

Literally. I remb rolling on the floor, clutching my stomach side

and ohhh at one instance.... tearing even. - _-)

 

Must-watch. Not your usual sappy plot,

instead an inventive romedy film that's fricken hilarious

and really speaks of people with different abilities to commit.

If you think about it.... how true.

"There are only two kinds of men in the world.

The ones who cheat and the ones who want to."

 (十个男人九个坏，一个想作怪。)

To this the female lead retorts 那我要找第十一个。

Hahahahhaha!!

Might be a long wait but Mister Eleven exists.

Once you start doubting, you'll never find him.

Someone mentioned above is from the male perspective

but it doesn't make a difference, does it.

How many of you have been through this cycle more than once? 

I have. Exactly why I'd rather be alone now. 

There are no fluctuating or declining stages to fret about.

To me the final outcome of breaking apart acts like gravity.

Eventually, my dear girlfriends and I will overcome that pull with the right one. 

High up we won't ever go back where we started.
Strangers again? Nah.

10,001 things to blog about.

But sho fricken lazy.... how?!???

Went to the gym instead. Finally a productive workout session!

Small girl vigorously pedalling while head-bobbing to rock tunes.

Must have been quite a mad sight ha ha.

Flood of pictures soon.
For now check out Boyce Avenue please. They're awesome acoustic.
How nice it is to have someone special sing for you. Dontya think?
#mysecretfantasy

Made a wrong turn once or twice

Dug my way out blood and fire
Bad decisions that's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated misplaced misunderstood

Mister "no way, it's all good"

It didn't slow me down

Mistaken, always second guessing

Underestimated

Look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please

Don't you ever, ever feel

Like you're less than

Less than perfect

Pretty, pretty please

If you ever, ever feel

Like you're nothin'

You are perfect to me.

You're so mean

When you talk about yourself

You were wrong

Change the voices in your head

Make them like you instead

So complicated

Look how we all make it

Filled with so much hatred

Such a tired game

It's enough

I've done all I can think of

Chased down all my demons

I've seen you do the same

You're perfect, you're perfect to me.

Even the seemingly best disappoints.

Let's just do well ourselves, shall we.

Laura Marling, Brit musician I can really relate to.

That much I cried. You should hit this twice.

One for her spellbinding performance, another for the lyrics.

I know I said I love you, but I'm thinking I was wrong

I'm the first to admit that I'm still pretty young

And I never meant to hurt you when I wrote you ten love songs.

That guy that I could never get, 'cause his girlfriend was pretty fit

And everyone who knew her loved her so

Well I made you leave her for me and now I'm feeling pretty mean

But my mind has fucked me over more times than any man could ever know.

Maybe I should give up, give in.

Give up trying to be thin.

Give up and turn into my mother

God knows I love her.

But I'm sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state

Watch my steady lonesome gait, and be aware

I will never love a man 'cause love and pain go hand in hand

And I can't do it, again.

So we stayed up late one night to try and get our problems right

But I couldn't get into his head just what was going through my mind

Think he knew where I was going 'cause he put Ryan Adams on

I think he thinks it makes me weak but it only ever makes me strong

I've got this friend who sounds just like him

Now he's the man I'd leave you for, the man that I just adore like you.

The same man he turns to me

He said "I got to tell you how I feel, if god could make the perfect girl for me it would be you."

And my god told me not to tell about how much do you love your fella

I don't know more everyday

Not in this new romantic way.

I'll always be your first love

You'll always be my first love.

I will never love a man 'cause I could never hurt a man

Not in this new romantic way.
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I promised noncommitment till this independence is deep-rooted.

And with the past months of dissecting life under a microscope
I have become a (perhaps scarily) self-sufficient person.

It is too true.

"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone." Orson Welles

We can and we will still make sacrifices,

as long as we know there is no obligation to receive the same, we are self-sufficient.

I've taken control of my happiness for a while now.

Reset my thoughts instead of faulting the people responsible for my emotions.

Truthfully speaking.... no one is.

Been on the phone a lot with my girls. I used to be in their place.
The calls somehow affirm I am on the right track.

Relationships complement us. Even then, that is the best it gets.

A wise friend said, love loses appeal when love becomes work.
There is absolutely no reason to place expectations on any one person.

Not a partner, not friends, not family. You are your own homeground.

This segmented mindset's my newfound realization.
Being self-sufficient is so important. It frees the unnecessary priorities.

That said! I'll always believe in love and be eager to give,

how shall I say.... I arrived on Earth with such hope. Haha. :b
But I'd keep in mind never to cripple myself without it.

"都这么熟了还要握手"
Hahaha. Yep this is the title post.

I am finally going to write about my birthday.

February it was but looking at the photos makes me feel truly blessed to have them in life.

Close as we are, our clique hardly celebrates birthdays, it will presumably be spent with special ones.

(We all had partners, still do except for me of course!)

ps: jump break enabled for visual-heavy entries.

Last Friday - 38.9.
Today (a week later) - 38.8.
This is not cool. I was looking forward to the weekend.

Now its more brain damage party than paradise. :(


The end of semester calls for a post.
Screwed the finals yest but thats okay, because it was a mass-screwing thing.
Hahahaha. *insert half of middle finger*
What was Fang thinking when she set the dam paper.
Nandos with my class, then Sanctum.
Sure it cannot compare to Avatar but I appreciate the father-son relationship.
And how they didn't let Carl recover like he never just saw his girlfriend (spoiler).
Because thats hardly possible. Physically or mentally.

Timbre @ Old School for celebratory drinks.
Maybe ice-breaking too. ;b
Revealed my tolerance or non, to them. I really need to step up.
Thank you all.

So hurray holidays, hurry away headache.
Sleeping now. 11:19PM.
Pigtures soon.