I just learnt a shocking news today. Something that I had all the rights to know about, yet kept in the dark for nearly 2.5 years!

He should be socially responsible enough to let people close to him know, and when I mean close, I'm referring to physical closeness. How can you keep someone in the dark about something so important? For fuck's sake, it concerns the other party. Beyond redemption.

And because of one irresponsible asshole, it's causing me to worry not only for myself, but for others. Damn you, understand? BAH!

On a lighter note, I just borrowed my elder brother's old O2 mini! One day with just one phone is torturous.

Damn, I feel super handicapped now! Some time in end March, my old phone (Nokia 7200) died, and today, my even older phone (Nokia 6510) died. From three phones, I'm down to one, how to survive?

I already felt super deprived with one phone less, and now this has to happen? zZzZz! My W850i is still pretty reliable as of now, but I think I'm going to get another Sony Ericsson. Maybe one of those older models that's still quite stylish. Ah, what the hell.

Threw out my old pair of Nike running shoes some time last year and I never got down to replacing it until today.

This pair was practically calling out to me with its vibrant colour, and I really couldn't say no to it. Initially wanted an orange pair, also from Adidas, but they didn't have my size, so we carried on our search, and finally this pair was begging me to get it.

My boy's been wanting to go jogging with me for ages, now we can! Work hard together, and try to be at our best in two weeks' time! =)

With two big bright purple smileys on my calendar for two consecutive days, what else can I ask for? I'm doing my best. Recovery, here I come.

I've got so many reasons to rejoice today.

First is because one paper is finally down! Following that, I've caught Spiderman 3, and it's really something worth watching. It was worth getting those tear ducts to work too! Then my boy brought me to satisfy my long awaited avocado milkshake craving.

Last but not least, as well as the sweetest and best thing to rejoice about, is that he bought me a very pretty orange tube dress!!! And it's not like I've been eyeing that dress or anything, in fact, it's my first time today that I'm seeing it. He bought it because he found it nice and reckoned that I would like it. I love it, simply because I'm an orange fanatic (ever since Primary school when my Art teacher told us to tell her what's our favourite colour) and because it's from him!

But I'm only to wear that dress on my birthday, and that's by his word. So okay, I shall just have to feast my eyes on it in the meantime. I'm not impatient, I can wait. =)

Achieved my first big bright purple smiley for the month of May today.

Just got back from dinner at Botak Jones with my family. Urgh, the strain on my tummy is killing me! None of us cleaned our plates because it was simply quite impossible to. The serving of fries was insane and the same applies for the coleslaw.

Nonetheless, all of us left the table happily patting our bloated tummies. Definitely a calorie loaded dinner, but a great one that's worth it. What's most important is that Mom was happy.

I trust what I know. But whatever for?

Happy Birthday Mommy!!!!! =)

Sidetrack a little, got this crazy quiz link from Jo's blog and it's been my source of entertainment for the last couple of days! And finally, today, I reached the very last question of the damn quiz!!!!!

Sadly, still unable to complete it because of some hiccups. So, no skipping huh? I shall try then! Save my skips for the ultimate question! My boy's addicted to this damn quiz too. Tsk, very bad for us.

Back to the main focus, happy birthday Mom, I love you! =)

edit// My boy completed that super duper crazy quiz! I will too, but tomorrow. It's late and I'm tired of that quiz. zZzZz.

My mom was at AMKhub earlier and she called to ask if I wanted anything from NTUC. SMS-ed her a list (as instructed by her) of what I wanted, and I was expecting only one of each. My mom came back with more than what I expected. Her logic: 'Since I'm there, just stock up for you so you don't have to keep making so many trips down yourself.' Mommy's the best. Whose mom isn't right?

Now I can open a mini-mart selling granola bars. Hahaha.


All except the box of Oats 'N Honey granola bars were bought by mom.

Waking up with you by my side,
Is bliss that can't be bought.
Hearing your light breathing, if not experienced,
Is something that can't be thought.

Buried tight within the sheets,
My boy is still asleep.
Sleep well, dream well, don't wake just yet
For I love to see you snuggled deep in my bed.

The skin on my body is a canvas for my "art pieces". Sometimes, it feels really damn good to inflict pain on oneself.

To draw blood from beneath those delicate skin, is like oozing red paint onto that piece of canvas on me.

A few visible ones remind me of things, of people. And it's not all that nauseating. Those markings play as a constant reminder for me.

I suppose I won't be painting my canvas any time so soon. But I'll definitely not discard it away. For it's a good outlet for me. My skin.

Zilch originality. Ripping off a small part from others is bad enough. But even words/way of phrasing?

It was quite entertaining initially, but it's starting to get very irritating.

Question: If you do not know someone at all, not even acquainted the least bit, how would you know what's going through his/her mind? How would you know how he/she thinks?

The answer would be that most of the time, more often than not, people use assumptions and 90% of the time, the assumptions concocted are wrong and very far from the truth.

It gets even tougher when people try to get at you, for reasons you don't know about. Bearing in mind that you don't know them at all. It's weird, this world we live in. Or the people rather. -shrugs-

muahahahahah i was here --> The boy did this.

Anyway, he was so so so so so sweet! Knowing that I've been craving for jellybeans for quite a few days now, he actually went down to Candy Empire to get me a HUGE canister of jellybeans! =)))

And the best part, my boy was waiting around the corner of my house for me to return from school. A million =)! Such a gem!


My model for the night. -- Paradise for joy, doom for waistline.

So weird that everyone's been having weird dreams of late. He just told me over the phone that it's due to the dream-maker being on vacation, and his assistant is doing a horribly bad job, hence causing eveyone to be having weird dreams.

How lame can my boy get? Lame but cute. =)

Went for NPAP 2007 yesterday. He was GOH commander 1. Happy for him that this big event is a memorable way to mark the end of his service to the Corps as a CI. He's so hot in No.1. Heh!


Ahmad, Ros, myself, Jay-Jay


The boy & I

For three years,
I've been stuck with it.
One of the many fears,
That I cannot beat.

Day after day,
Night after night,
I battle it,
With all my might.

The road ahead,
Seems so bleak.
What is it,
That I seek?

Every night,
I cannot sleep.
I want out,
That is it.


*I know this is a pretty weak attempt at poetry. But that's how I really feel. As I lay in bed, suddenly the words started rhyming in my head. So here I am, with my thoughts.

Yes, that's a mango and it's barely the size of my palm. Mind you, palm, not my hand. My palm is considered quite small, so go figure how cute that mango is!

Surprisingly, looks can be deceiving. I thought a mango with such size would barely have any hint of sweetness. Boy, was I wrong.

Just remembered this lame thing that occurred about 3-4 weeks back.

I cannot remember what led me to say 'chao ji bai chi' which means super idiotic in Mandarin. Then that crazy boy just went "ORH! You scold bad word!", and that really left me bewildered. He then told me to repeat what I just said and I did. THEN it dawned on me what that "bad word" was.

The 2nd and 3rd word. -_- I so wanted to whack him hard! Goes to show who's the one who curses more huh? -points finger at him-

Gary just called me and told me that my picture has been uploaded by someone on hardwarezone. Totally WTF.

Apparently it was a picture taken on Valentine's 2006 in Swensen's. And the comment was that picture of mine resembled Tanya Chua. My face is -________- right now.

These people are obviously too free, with too much time on hand to waste to do things like this. Tsk.

War zone. Was packing my wardrobe earlier, and the mess you see is less than half of the entire content. I think it's even barely 1/3 of it.

Initially wanted to throw out clothes that I've not worn for at least half a year, but I ended up repacking most of them back into the wardrobe. Every time I try to clear my closet, I'll end up only throwing out a bag full, at most 2 bags full. Simply because much of the clothes in there have sentimental values to me.

I have this bag full of ballet stuff (leotards, assorted skirts, ballerina shoes, and the black one which I can't remember the exact name for it), items which lasted me 6 years of my Primary school life. Then I have this corner stacked high up with NPCC uniforms, from the days when I was a little cadet, then to the blissfully torturous CIBTC, and right through CI-ship.

So, success rate of trying to clear my wardrobe? Maybe only 10%.