WE'RE TOO YOUNG;

..to be this jaded.

........

Never say "never".

I keep telling myself, and everyone around me when they tell me not to give up on Love, that Love is the last thing on my agenda for a long time.

I say it as though Love is so predictable. I say it as though it's so easy to just turn my back on emotions.

Silly me. 

Pardon me la, just that something happened over the holidays that's just so ironic and a slap across my face that I can't stop thinking about it.

It's like the Universe telling me, "so you think you can control it all? Here's a middle finger."

So yes, never say never.

 

ARE WE HUMAN? OR ARE WE DANCER (DENSER)?

My thoughts constantly elude me, despite my best efforts to remember them. They come to me at the oddest of hours, and go just as I decide to pen them down. I've since decided to pack my Paul Frank notebook, a Christmas present from a friend of the X, along with me whenever I am out. I have this queer habit of collecting notebooks, and never getting down to writing in them. Especially so if their pages are permanently bound to the spine and ripping one out is just too unsightly. Those with ring-binders, I have absolutely no qualms ripping pages out whenever I feel my handwriting isn't fit to be in the book, or the notes on it are no longer relevant. Obviously those books became comparatively thinner than the rest. And eventually I just end up with a pile of notebooks-turned-memorabilia. 

Although Paul's pages are permanently bound to its spine, I decided to make full use of it. What good is a notebook as a memorabilia if there is nothing inside to connect to the past?

My first thoughts were successfully transferred from my brain to Paul today. Perhaps when I have a substantial amount of thoughts in Paul, and they are worth sharing, I would imprint them here.

........

From 4, to 2. We've been through so much together, why the animosity? When someone is aware they've fucked up, but they apologise for it, should you not find it in your heart to forgive that person? Just down to the 2 of you, be the bigger person that I know you are.

Random #933463820

I am so fucking tired. I nearly twisted my ankle while transporting my loots from Ikea. I spent a good 3 to 4 hours manually screwing every screw with the ridiculously small gear. I dissembled my old table, assemble my table, chair and new shelf ALL ON MY OWN. Oh em gee I'm totally marriage material, I can cook a mean plate of prawn aglio, pretty awesome chicken soup, can bake cupcakes and brownies and now adding to my very impressive list of skills.. I can fucking be the handyman (or in this case, woman). Whoever my husband next time confirm good life HAHAHAHA~ 

Anyways, I really like the layout of my room right now. But its still rather messy because I'm too tired to continue packing. Its approximately 240am right now, I am tired and sweaty and grouchy. And I have EMS tuition with the P5 kid tomorrow. Feckin' joker, Math exam (EXAM! NOT TEST!) and the homework I give him previously? 5/8 blanks. Bravo kiddo~ Good luck tryna remember my orders at Mcdees next time. Maybe I should really scare him and tell him, "eh your this result for, PSLE already just go interview at McDonalds la. Or you want Long John? Or Burger King? Ok la give you good one, you want MOS or Carl's Jr?" 

TROLOLOL~

Okok, I gotta go sleep now. Up at 10am tomorrow. After tuition, maybe go for a run. Then get back to packing my room. Might post a picture but ohwells~ :D 

Nights world, night B.

I hate orange skittles. Even if they have a coating of sour powder, I still don't fancy them. When I pour some out of their little green bag, I tend to separate them into groups. Of their colours. And eat them. One colour alternatively. And I always start off with my least favourite flavour. And end of with my favourite. But weirdly I've come to realise that I subconsciously leave the yellow ones for the last. Typing about how I eat my sour skittles is causing my mouth to salivate. Mmm.

I like the smell of my hair today. After my morning shower I put some gloss serum for highlighted hair because I didn't condition my hair. I wish I didn't permanently artificially straightened my hair a year ago. Now my hair looks poker straight. And not luscious like baby hair.

I have no idea whats th point of this post. Please don't mind my endless ramblings. Chikuwa Tei post coming up tonight.

Till then, X.

 you're free to leave me, but just don't deceive me and please.. believe me when i say i love you..

... more March 2012

I am a pro at eating :D

 Seoul Hotpot once a week :S

 Ah Loy Thai (Shaw Towers) with FH :D

 Greenview (FEP) mhk with le CEO bro :D

 Hehehehe finally le Chanel necklace is mine #gollum myyyypreciousssssssss~ ^^

 Ikea Alexandra with le boyfr <3

 Happy hour at Applebees. Beer makes me burp, sleepy and have zero judgement. Or eyesight. HAHAHA because that night ended with me taking the wrong bus home :(

 Eggs Benedict for me..

 English Breakfast for le BFF. :D 

 Mushrooms. /devilhorns THESE ARE SOME MAGICK MUSHROOMS :D:D:D

 JAYBEE WITH LE BOYFR :D:D:D

 Manhattan Fish Market there is sooooooo value for money. The grilled seafood platter we had was 50S$ HOLY SMOKES. And we even had seafood chowder and a Caeser Salad on the side. :O  Soooo goood.

 Hehehehe so cute :P

And we ended the trip with my favourite BKT. This time I ordered so I remembered the enoki and my favourite beancurd skin :D Anywhere in JB theres awesome and cheap food share with me okay! :D Other than Loklok cause I also know that! :P