Right now I just want to be there. Relief that comes with watching the Bali sunset.

I don't want to be here.

To J

 

Keeping fit isn't just about the vanity.
At least to me, it is (more) importantly a test of endurance and mental toughness.

Said hello to a neighbor at the gym earlier....

THOUGHT CATALOG | 14 Ways You Know It's Love — Real Love
by Brianna Wiest
 

1. You feel compelled to be loyal.

 

2. You think of ways you will love them more than you think of the ways you hope they will love you.

 

3. You start compromising on things you thought you wouldn’t.

 

4. You’re happy when they are, because they are.

 

5. There is a sense of peace and ease that comes with the thought of them.

 

6. You feel challenged to be better.

 

7. You allow yourself to be vulnerable because you feel accepted unconditionally.

 

8. All of a sudden, you understand why so many people settle down.

 

9. You have a newfound understanding of and appreciation for your previously detrimental failed attempts at 'love'.

 

10. Every part of this person enamors you.

 

11. You keep coming back, no matter how hard it gets (and it will get hard).

 

12. You start counting the miles between you and the days between your birthdays. You remember what they were wearing the day you met them, what they said their favorite color is, and you start accounting for all the other little, beautiful things you’ve picked up about them, all in vivid detail.

 

13. You want to tell anybody who will listen of your newfound love (you’re not ashamed to be with this person).

 

14. Being with them is not about the vanity of having a significant other or an elaborate wedding or someone to talk to when you’re lonely. It’s who they are that keeps you.


There you have it, answer to the million-dollar question. :•)

"Next time you look back, I really think you should look again. "

Friday's reflection (I)

Considering the amount of dilemma in between and past months of bad condition,

I come out of the hall every time, thanking my lucky stars for every pass.

Thankful I need not waste money or additional time to retake the papers.

To the people who have encouraged me
despite knowing the person I am and the requirements of this career as being quite ill-fitting.... thank you!

Hahaha I have since decided:

There is nothing to fear in the unknown except your own mind.

 

Yep being an agent is no doubt out of my comfort zone.

Sometimes though, I think we gotta attempt that littlest possibility in order to learn what we're worth.

 

It's scary but there are too many opportunities for personal growth (in the sense of becoming a better/braver me)!

I am actually looking forward. :)

[edit]
I will be responsible for my own feelings.
I will exit at my own pace.

Focus, take another shot

 

A very lengthy post.

Just another day to myself.

Ah, awesome.

 

Hello Mr Labrador!

He stands at my waist level, teehee.

After gym today it was time for some reading.

Kinda sick of insurance/investment-related study hee.

 

I know too many girls who constantly need two, three or more simultaneous dramas playing out in their lives.

They allow them to happen.

The attention given by different boys, the chase, companionship;

basically having someone else to fall back on when the 'main one' screws up.

They juggle these relationships discreetly and build up a woman's so-called market value.

The funny thing is, these same girls are the ones who complain to me about feeling empty, directionless
and tired of dealing with the same old shit.

I put myself in their shoes and it seems to me like a diversification of options (just because we all are afraid of failure).

But personally I never did understand the logic behind settling or spending time texting/hanging out with people

you're jolly well sure wouldn't work out for nuts. Dating, is it called?

Punkie and best friends have pointed out a big change in me. I don't need love anymore.

When I used to be such a sucker for it hahah.... so much that I stayed in an unhappy relationship for four years.

I think I was really in love with the idea of love.

It isn't that I no longer need or want love now.

The number of entries here about that person probably already shows a liking quite substantial.

It's more like, there's an important person I want to focus on atm and it's either him or I'd rather be alone.

And with most people – that's exactly where the problem lies.

They find it difficult to commit their liking to just one person, if it lacks a certain promise of return.

Might sound silly to others ('putting all your eggs in one basket')

but I'm alright if my basket falls and all eggs break since that is where they should be rightfully placed.

My actions are in line with my feelings. So it's okay to pay the price.

The following extract rings true to what I believe in.

THOUGHT CATALOG | The Difference Between Being In Love And Being In Love With Love

by Brianna Wiest

(...)

When you’re really in love with someone, you want them: the good, the bad, the ugly. You come back at the end of the day. You are as accepting and nonjudgmental as you possibly can be. You don’t want to change them. You aren’t dreaming of the day when they’ll finally come into themselves or saying, oh, they look so much better when they put themselves together. You’re not scrolling to a better Facebook picture to show your friends. You’re not condescending. You don’t think their passions are a waste of time.

 

You’re not dreaming of a bright future more than you are dreaming of your next date, because being in love with someone means they make you happy right now. If you have to constantly resort to thinking about the great things that could come or dreams you’ve had that they could fulfill, you’re not in the moment with them. You’re just looking to see how they can be a role in your life.

 

When you are in love with love, you leave as soon as things start to get tough. You are waiting for the day someone becomes what you want them to be because you aren’t happy with who they are right now. And that’s another thing: sometimes people just fit into the idea of what we thought we’d want in a partner, so we think we’re in love because all the checks on the list are marked off. Don’t settle for someone who happens to have the qualities you think you’d find endearing.

Be with someone who is a cataclysmal force in your life, someone you want to work out issues with, someone you love just as they are now, someone on whom you don’t put any expectations, someone who makes you happy just because they are.


And at any point in time, there would only be one of the kind.

And remind me who I really am

Please remind me who I really am
 

YOU MAKE ME GLOW

 

I could send her a stamp as huge as this.

 

相信一个人， 不是只靠听说的。

I want to stay true to myself and be fair to others.

That's all I have been.

I also want everyone I care about to be genuinely happy.

But very often life isn't about giving you the best of both worlds.

It allows you your one choice and grants you some misery in return.

Will it be worth it? You don't know.

All you're sure of is that, 'there's no other way'.

 

From now I will show concern if I care, move forward if I like, and if I feel... then I'll love.

Feelings and wants really need no hesitation nor full length analysis.

They do not require participation after all.

My feelings and wants belong to me.

As long as I am true to myself (therefore to others)

.

 

FRIZZY, CURLY WURLY HAIR....... JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I MISS YOU.

HAHAHAHAHA!! I LOVE THIS PICT.

 

I hope he knows. 

 



休息是為了走更長的路

你就是我的旅途

都是因為你 我一直漫步

想要跟你一起走到最後

但我遺失了地圖

誰給誰束縛 誰比誰辛苦

愛到深處才會領悟

好的事情 最後雖然結束

感動十分 就有十分滿足

謝謝你 是你陪我走過那些路

痛 是以後無法再給你幸福

好的事情 也許能夠重複
感動時分 就算紛紛模糊
不要哭 至少你和我記得很清楚
愛 是為彼此祝福

I'm still in love with this song.

 

A-B-C soup. Carrots to heal the eye.

Potato... because I love, love potatoes....

 

(continued)

I don't need easy. I just need possible.

Learning everything about a person, and so quickly,

willing to take up the challenge to battle with whatever is pulling the two apart,

believing the other person to make things right even in the messiest of situations.

Isn't that what every valued relationship is about?

Would you hold on to a difficult relationship, knowing that the good is awesome,

although the bad is shit... because you cannot let go being so attached once?

I would. The many moments long ago or brief as they were, are irreplaceable.

But it kind of sucks to realize you've been seated at the sidelines all this time, watching us decay.
Because if this was all worth it, if I was important even for a while, you'd care if I was truly happy.

Beneath the outward appearances you could have looked just a little harder and found my simple message:

In this place I will only be truly happy if things were how it began.

You wouldn't have chosen the easy way out.

I do not deserve whatever niceness, sacrifices and patience that comes with — or without conditions.

 

Finally. To ride out anytime, anywhere. Whenever I need an escape.

 

Decision.

 

For too many reasons I shouldn't, and cannot leave these people.

Friendships I can fully trust, people who genuinely care,

people who make me curl into balls of laughter every day.
I wouldn't mind eating breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper with them.

I realized it's not about how long you have been acquainted. Quality counts.

Certain friends I've considered myself close to over years cannot even compare.

 

But time has proven I need to step out of this circle.

 

Every moment I am still here becomes a sad reminder/remainder of what we are.

Even when you're not physically around.

The mention of your name weighs fifty kilograms.

It's funny how no one notices something that feels like explosion inside.

 

Change. Happens in life and it is not the biggest deal.

Somehow though I am not logical when it comes to you.

 

I tried hard to prove your importance to me.

Not for anything more. Just for that bare minimal we once were.

I started conversations (stupid aimless ones), I replaced my nervewrecking emotions with confidence,

yeah I've not done much -- but I have indeed put myself out there very plainly.

Either it doesn't matter at all, or you're refusing to see it.
Any way is fine.
Because right from the start, every move to keep you close has backfired or been misinterpreted.

You're a super duper good person, and even though I can't say I know everything about you,

I believe in that person I grew to like over time, over spaces, over circumstances.

I won't let anyone tell me who is worth it and/or who isn't.

I'm glad it is someone like you that affected me this much.

 

I know you'll be happiest when everyone is together, trouble-free, enjoying simple fun.

I wanted so badly to give you that. What normal I could do, I really did.


But I must finally take some better advice.
I can't be there with them, with you, and expect to one day stop feeling the way I do.

All-visual post. Some happy birthday shots.
Bleeh my head looks very big. :(

A life without any form of love, is no life at all.
To all the relationships worth celebrating. :)
 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO.... UH ME ☺!!

 

You can't kind of love a person and they can't sort of love you.

This is propped up against my desk wall. 

Thank you to you, you and you. ♥

I was awkward. They said my face flushed red aaah.

I didn't know where to stand nor what sort of expression to give. 

Been a long time since I last blew the candles off a mega cake...

 

or even be part of a reunion dinner made up of laughter and good food.

(OMG the salted egg prawns are super nom nom worthy!!)

Complete with awesome friends.

One of the best bunch (literally, think banana) of people I have met in life.

Strangely embarrassing - to steal 30 seconds of each and everyone's time to sing us our song. 

I hope I didn't appear too unemotional/stoned.
Because deep down, I truly appreciate the little things I've gotten to feel in this big family. 

I'm just bad at expressing myself in a social setting.

So, thank you to you, you and you. ♥

Spent a whole two hours at the gym earlier. 

45 minutes on my favorite elliptical machine, 40 minutes on the treadmill, leftover time for toning and weights.
Stretched my limits so that I'll feel tired (by now), and just fall into a damn deep sleep. 

Already 2AM. Nope.

I'm feeling tired lately. Maybe it's the quarter century crisis I don't know.

Masks

 

Homesick for a place I've never been.

THOUGHT CATALOG  | The Person You Think About Before You Fall Asleep

Grand-Aunt 22 January | Chinese New Year

Iphone 5 is quite a jinx.

For the third time, I headed back to the ulusamy Harper Road today.

The unit I ordered online after selling my first had receiver problems.

And so they repaired it.... but while doing so they screwed up my cover.

It became a little lopsided on the left. I could have lived with it, but heyy why should I!

I could have lived with it if the phone cost me 9.48. Nope. There is no decimal place.

And so I diligently made the trip again, expecting the issue to be solved once they re-align the screen.

Ah why do they keep operating on my new phone!? :(

Wheeeee. The staff wasn't able to fix it.

I told the girl (in a slightly annoyed tone), "No I have not dropped it. It was perfectly fine before I sent it in."

I think my face was gray too. Aiyah the sun. The sun very HOT la hahahaha.

She nodded and scooted off immediately.

The boss then kindly offered me a 1-1 exchange. A brand new set straight from Apple.

I checked that it wasn't refurbished so..... hip hip hurray!!

 

This is my third iphone 5. I must break the curse.

It's actually a good thing that I have been staying away from messages/calls, except the V.I.Gs (very important girls).

I don't feel as crippled without a phone anymore.

I do know however (when I'm back) I will need to improve on my texting etiquette.

I always get the sarcastic bomb: "wow you reply fast" ...after 4-5 days. Hahah.
I conclude I am indeed rather rude.

I sometimes disappear midway during virtual conversations because I see no commitment to carry on.

I chuck my phone aside as soon as the fingers get lazy to type.

Apparently, we are supposed to end off with 'ttyl' or 'brb' or 'cya soon' or 'goodnight'.

Somewhere along those lines to cut the other party off.
Are we?

Yesterday.

A lot of walking. Time alone was well-spent as always. 

Then we had dinner (salmon mostly!) at T3's Itacho Sushi. 

They have such a wide variety of grilled sushi I took damn long to decide. 

Hungry like a wolf....

See see the fatty, luscious (wrong descriptive but heck) sashimi.

Midnight reading.

Love is hard to believe, ask any lover.
Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. 
God is hard to believe, ask any believer.

What is your problem with hard to believe?

Parting is part and parcel of life.
♥ Z-E-L-I-A ♥

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBOOOOOOOODY!!

Here comes two thousand thirteen and beyond.

As usual at this time of the year social media becomes very very action.

Hahahaha it is filled with reflections and resolutions, post after post, feed upon feed.

 

I don't usually make a list.

But as I mentioned... to define a path from the present must be kept in mind this year.

I have habitually been stuck at the same place for too long.

There is no past. The past exists for us to dwell miserably on what used-to-be.

We then weep, feel sorry about something, start missing a big part of the good,

smile a little, think somemore and finally we realize the past is no longer happy to recall.

 

At least that's what happens to me.

 

There is no going back. Moving forward is however, and of course possible,

so I really need to learn how to define my path based on every present situation.

I am not aiming to change myself though. I have never been overly rational and will never be.

Why would anyone choose to ignore their innermost feelings?

I will not give up on my passion, ideals, and I will not give up on the people whom matter. Nope.

BUT it is time for me to progress towards things I seek in a more practical way.

 

Oh it begins with bedtime. :D

Instead of complaining about my horrible eyebags/dark circles,
blaming them on bad genes haha (because I am dang sure it is inherited),

I shall sleep by 12am every night from now. Fix it!!

(edit)

Been running about the past two days, I am surprised I've accomplished everything!

And within 48 hours heehee. I usually complete only 1/10 of errands.

A little freaked out now. A little might be an understatement.

Tragic. I don't know what else could be worst.

As I read the article Connecticut School Shooting 'Gallery of the Innocents' and scrolled through face after face,
I felt sick to the stomach. True that what's left today are only photographs.
But it is not hard to imagine these babies while they were alive and well.
The thing I love most about little children – their smiles. A kid's smile expresses everything about them. It is honest.
It is sweet cheeky sheepish mischievous kind hopeful shy all at once.

Each of the 26 victims were shot up to 11 times by a semiautomatic rifle, with two of the victims being shot at incredibly close range. The bullets had pierced everywhere – heads, extremities, and torsos.

I know God teaches us to forgive.
And the gunman himself probably lived a hard life to commit such an act of madness..

Adam Lanza planned his murderous rampage with meticulous precision, destroying his computer's hard-drive to hinder investigators and rigging his semi-automatic rifle "Rambo-style" to fire with maximum efficiency.

The bullets used in the massacre were designed specifically to penetrate deep tissue and do a devastating amount of damage. The killer used "frangible ammunition", inflicting wounds that are usually beyond medical help.

But there is no reason good enough. Not even insanity.

For all the innocence you pulled down under with you, for the millions of hearts you effectively broke,
I will need to say this tonight

fuck you Adam Lanza.

Really really fuck you.

Just months ago I researched for an article on school shootings in the U.S.

And yesterday morning, 27 lives were lost during the Connecticut shooting: Sandy Hook Elementary School.

Elementary.

Twenty children made up of five to ten-year-olds.

Their last moments probably filled with fear none of them could even comprehend.

 

What cruelty.

America really needs to step up on gun-control laws, and the public's vigilance of mental health.

 

My heart goes out to all the innocent kiddos, teachers and their families.

: (

21/12/2012 end-of-the-world?

I don't know, but I am looking forward to it because I'll be meeting.....

them love! #thebeegees

For several weeks I've been keeping fit through Nike Training Club, in particular its Sweat + Shape workout.

The intensity literally makes you sweat (within 25 mins I look like I just came out of the shower).

NTC alone is enough exercise thanks to its variety of objectives. It is also super convenient and time-saving.

Although of course, discipline is something even the awesome-est app cannot help with. Haha.

But I'll be heading back to the gym starting from tonight!

I plan to sign up for the 2XU half marathon with Felly and Banana Boys.

I have never ran long distances because of MVP... I don't know if my body's up to it.

I do know I am up for it so I'm going to try. Try, try, and try some more.

I need something to look forward to in 2013.

People Help The People by Birdy.

This may sound like big words, but in time to come I'd want to make a difference to these people.

Even if it's only for a handful and never enough to make a real difference.

I think more than once in a lifetime, we need to place ourselves amongst the less fortunate to stay thankful for the simplest things we own. What could the definition of small joy mean for the little one above?

And what is yours and my definition of 'small joys'?

JY and I sometimes have conversations about change.

I am always skeptical. I doubt how much one person (or even a group of advocates) can do to alter the world.

To save a going-to-be extinct animal, for example.

Now I think it is about being somewhat dedicated to this change. It starts from cliché it starts from me.

Yes.

  

And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it

People help the people

Nothing will drag you down

Reflection + Critical Exegesis (killller) down!
YIPEEEYAYYAYYAY. : D

It's chilly December again.

The season of lovin'! Yeah even if you haven't got a lover teehee.

When people tell you time flies... believe them.

I won't be seeing these girls, Syl too, as much next year

or the bunch of funnysmart boys once we officially graduate.

School has been manageable thanks to awfully helpful mates, 

and of course our cooperation as a class to draggggg for extensions.

HAHAHA PROCRASTINATOR UNITED FOR THE WIN.

Ischmimi why you so cute?

Soon it'll be December again.
Christmas Day last year we celebrated her birthday,

and a month later.... she left us for good.

Yay received a text message from Apple.

My second i5 (brand new, scratch-free) is arriving in approx. 3 days!

 

This means a formal goodbye to my trusty 3G that I've thrown around,

dropped like 10928237 times and still in positively good condition!

For funs' sake, and to offset the boredom of waiting for shipment,

I dekorated it with cutesy animal stickers muahaha..... TAADAH.

See see the king of my zoo? BLUE ELEPHANT.

Couldn't find it in orange. ;(

 

The pop up stickers are like bloody expensive.

Cheap thrill I know, but Ivy and I had balls of laughter

deciding where each animal should be placed to make sense!

 

Okayokay I am turning mid-twenties in.. *horror* don't-want-to-continue.

Away.
 

Uncle Bk was born a little slower than others.

Naturally, out of my mom's three siblings, he is also the least educated.

 

Uncle Bk spent most of his working life serving famous bak-ku-teh at Balestier's branch.

The lady boss always looked after his interests.

But when she passed away a few years back his colleagues started to turn nasty.

Knowing he was intellectually challenged, they made fun and took advantage of him.

There was no longer anyone to stand up for him.

He was eventually fired for no good reason.

 

He then found his next job - a restaurant helper at MBS.

Today, mom told me Uncle Bk has resigned. Once again he is left with no income. 

Being slightly slower my uncle is sometimes ignorant to people's criticisms.

He neither bears grudges nor takes offence to petty insults.

He doesn't know how to.

So if he had indeed chosen to leave, it must be the result of severe mistreatment.

 

In better times, he never failed to surprise his wife with her fave chili crab every week.

She is considering a divorce now because of his inability to bring money home.

What happened to 'through thick and thin'?

 

My heart sank when I heard that.

I don't understand these buggers.

My uncle, although slow in interpreting and conversation, is a very genuine person.

 Compared to my richer relatives who only bothered about which elite schools we attended,

he fulfilled his role as a loving uncle to us nieces.

It angers me to imagine how lost/upset he could be feeling.

 

I am ranting. I can only rant. There is nothing I can do against discrimination.

I don't know who are the horrible characters. It could be the whole world.

A friend once introduced this song, said the lyrics' awesome.

 

The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn't live boldly enough, that they didn't invest enough heart, didn't love enough. Nothing else really counts at all. ―Ted Hughes

What happens in the heart, simply happens.

It does. I know for sure now.

But life's not simple and love isn't free after all.

There are other people who will hurt with certain decisions.

There is fear that stands in the way of how and what we feel. Fear speaks to us more than love.

There is no actual freedom to love the person our heart begs us to.

If love was (truly) free, we need not flee.

Slept 3 hours yesterday (drifting in and out).
And I was so freaking tired.... that I forgot to ZIP UP.

 

Zz butter brain.

: (

 

My eyes weigh 250 kilograms.
Temperature at 38.1 degree.

Word count due Thursday? 7000.
: (
: (

THANK YOU JY THANK YOU JY

THANK YOU YOU, JY! :D

6a.m in the morning. Finally submitted CSC poster.

 

Nice?! SAY YES
eyes almost popped out designing from scratch.

 

JY awesomely lent me her Macbook to work with.

It is 10 billion times faster than Little Red Crawling Book (my netbook's name).

Had problems converting to pdf... cranky layout..

so she being the TECHKID patiently solved all the tiny booboos.

And I was being very obsessive compulsive about the alignments.

Hahahahaha THANK YOU JY!

K session with Banana Boys earlier, Pratahouse

then felt upsetz that they were going home to bed while I rushed to Starbucks.

Super glad for JY and Shawn's company.

They bully me big-time every single night but I think it's a love-hate relationship.

Heehee.

Jam-packed with endless assignments.

Trying to enjoy while it lasts though because 2013+ forever, welcome nine-to-five.

And I know I'll miss school.

 

On a side note I miss my friends.

Sorry to those I haven't met in a long while;

Thank you to those who always accomodate, meeting me nearby etc.

I refuse to step foot into town because its too bustling.

I am currently in an extremely neighborhood-ish mode. Hahaha.

BUT I promise y'all will see me soon!

Mid Sept Mid Sept Mid Sept.

 

Good morning, goodnight.

2012

2009

As Fel and I always say:
We are each other's best gifts that came out of the past.

Everything happens for a reason. :D

What an awesome friendship we brought forward and made the effort to keep together.

Thank you babygirl. I hope I have been to you what you are to me. xoxo

p/s: hehehhe let's never stop being retarded.

Starbucks crew are the dope.
Damn, I forgot no nets beyond 2AM and they treated me to fave GTRB (again!).

Small gestures like these really makes one's day.
This place is second home. Good memories mostly.

The reason for several newfound friends.

Life's a short trip.

Hesitate and we'll lose good timing.

Remember them?

A BANANA A DAY KEEPS THE EMO AWAY.

Good morning! Still in your pyjamas?

Have you heard that bananas are happy boosters?

Eating the fruit is a ‘perfect way to sooth your nervous system, reducing irritability and impulsive behaviors’!

I have added it into breakfast since a week ago to cure my skin allergy,

and gymmin religiously because bananas are high in calories (healthy calories though).

Exams are in two days.

There's a Mount Everest of readings I haven't started on. Hello keep calm, breathe.

Hahahahaha! Anyway I am currently in what I term as 'study retreat'--

time away from worldly sins i.e. whatsapp and SMS.

It feels liberating to not check your phone 24/7,

lesser distractions give you the solitude needed to make better decisions.

I wondered: everyone appears on that damn screen...
everyone but , then again it probably don't matter.

And dear friends I am not emo, nor emotional. The first line just rhymes!!

Hahah okaydoke out for brunch with Ivy before muggin'.

What an eventful night. Again--extremely unproductive.

*shakes head* but relax there's always tomorrow.

Collected my denim 3quarts from G&F (yes it is nicely tailored)!

For once Xin Wang HK Cafe didn't let me down.

Papaya soup surprisingly good. Healthy too. Second yay.

Met up with Stella for dinner.... finally!

She's like a big sister constantly showering me with care and concern since TLL days.

Im so damn happy she's found much bliss in her current marriage and 3 cute baby girls! :)

Hello "lobang" in hair. Because Im too cool to retake.
Ha ha ha ha!

Starbucks to prepare for looming exams.

Ended up....... Highway Rider throughout.

It is a bloody addictive app!! Especially with very competitive people LMAO.

Josh, Zihao, Yang and I sat at the same table swerving and swaying to our phones,

the game seriously challenges one's patience or rather t-temper.

This has been thrashed by Zihao's 165.
The sensitive new-age guy did it within his first few attempts,
while Josh (110) and I (58) spent half a night and morning respectively.

FWWAAAH. I AM MISS FAIL.

Foo came along 

and thats about the time Dharnie (drunk UK fella) decided to befriend us

after having 16 cans of beer and walking a mile to get another 3.

He announced his entire life story very slurrily. We mostly hem-and-hawed in response.

Apparently he tried to cup a woman's breast at Zirca the week before,

and was visibly quite disappointed the action didn't go beyond that.

He also has a Japanese wife (skyping her at Starbucks) and a three-year-old son.

He told me not to judge him. He assured us he does love his wife to bits.

But how? I already passed judgement. HAHAHHAHA.

Overall an entertaining conversation from an interesting character though.

JY hiding an ulterior motive sent me home. It was my turn to share life story.

She asked, I answered and she listened with a little too much enthusiasm.

"It isn't supposed to be exciting JY!!!!!!!"

Anyway thank you for the LIFT. Both Willy-Wonka's and the real deal.

Now exhausted from talking, gaming, laughing all night and typing.

I didn't know exhaustion can come from doing nothing.

I am going to bed. Good morning!

Have an exsaiting weekend ahead! :D

“If the moon smiled she would resemble you.

You leave the same impression

Of something beautiful, but annihilating.”

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At the favorite midnight spot, rocking (or not) my new hair.

Change. How many are able to embrace change instantly?

Visiting the salon always excites me. There's a kind of suspense.

To err is human... even trusty Patrick might fail at times.

Whenever I snip off just a little hair I feel discontented.

I like the liberation of mega-change, snip snip snip away!

My netbook's webcam miraculously started working by the way:

The gaps? Very intentional haha.

Cutting hair is number 1 stress-relief activity.

What if....

you're always in my line of sight

how do I go ahead and click unlike?

SUPPORT LOCAL!

爱一个人 没爱到难道就会怎麼样

有些事情 就不要拆穿

我没有说谎 是爱情说谎

它带你来 骗我说渴望的有可能有希望

是很感谢今晚的相伴

但我竟然有些不习惯

Everything comes to pass if we do not act on it.
Sometimes, just let it pass.

It is too tiring to make second guesses.
I need some distance.

Messed up with the right one,

now I'm falling for all the wrong stars.

While at Starbucks as usual last night.... I received a whatsapp text.

Bestie said hello and pasted me a LMAO link.

http://fun.omy.sg/common/media/popup/?playlistPath=/global/media/Showbiz/MV%2BOnline/Story/OMYStory201204191214-328649&type=video&section=Showbiz&startIndex=1

 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!

His MV is finally out--and with my ex coaches Hideaki and Estella!
Doubly excites.

I am forbidden from posting this on FB guess it's fine to share here sssshh.

Some of you have met him (hello nat) hehe you will probably find this bloodyyy amusing.

Laughter aside I think he did better than expected for a first-timer,
given that he is famous for being very 'woody' thumbs up clapclap!

p/s: Reaaally couldn't stop laughing within first minute of playing the video.

"I get goosebumps watching myself. So I haven't seen it."

And that's what he said hahahaha.

Back from hiatus.

Last semester's 2 exam-heavy modules literally killed us.

Thick readers.... lecture notes... textbook. Survived though yipeeyay!

Just booked combined tutorial slots for the upcoming units

we're going to see new faces from the later batch this time, heh.

Crashed at Starbucks every night for a week into the papers. 11pm-6am no joke,

most were productive but uhhh oh it has cultivated into habit.

I was never able to study at home (for obvious reasons)

and anyway daytime's too bright, warm, noisy--to sum it up distracting.

Its worst now.

If you ring my doorbell in the day you'll probably only find me sleeping.

Maybe cranky singing. Haha.

Still it makes a whole world of difference to be taking subjects you love.

Sigh little more than half a year before graduation.

I don't want to rejoin the workforce along with all its politics and grown-up nonsense.

Rar goodnight.

You know how most girls are into the BFF-hype.

I had my last 'best friend' in primary three, and that was it.

Nothing dramatic happened. We drifted eventually.

It isn't because I haven't found good people in my life since then.

But as I grew up, I also grew up knowing not to count on forever.

Best, friend, forever.

Three separate words that I find (almost) impossible to define.

Don't take this the wrong way.

I am blessed with a handful of close ones, each too awesome to compare.

Sometimes though... I wish I had a duplicate of me.

She understands, never misunderstands.

She would be the best reflection of my good and bads,

a friend like no other and most importantly she'll stick with me forever.

No wonder I talk to myself in the nights. Haha.

Don't you wish you were your own best friend?