u r?.

i love the moment when both our eyes met

i love the way you took my heart away when you sang

i love how u melt my heart with your kind gestures

how u brave the night just to bring me supper

how u acompany me thru the years

the first trip we ever went

the first 'our' chalet

countless movies

countless cycling trips

countless sun tanning

still it can't ride over that thunder storm

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what a waste.

Busy Weekend Coming...

Yeah... it's friday. But seems more like a monday morning. Today, everyone was especially early. To think that i thought it's a friday and therefore can afford to come in late abit and it was only 905 when i got in the office. Yet, the office is like in full operation. Even ay is SO early. Need to get four digits from him man. Wonder what prompt him to arrive so early when his usual arrival time is 930 at the earliest. Hmmm...

Yesterday was a happy outing day for her and i'm glad for both of them. But the worrying is still there. Reason? If they needed such 'breaks' to keep the marriage going, it's not very healthy, isn't it? Just have to see how they progress liao.

Tonight going DXO with the gals and other ex colleagues. But.. haaha.. more like a gathering for the SnK people. The no. of people heading down are still counting. Luckily the guy who got me drunk last time at CB is not going down. Or else... guess mich be dragging me home le.

Tomorrow will be a shopping day for both of us. Can't wait. Looking forward to get my boots, makeup (still thinking if i should head all the way to JP le since i can have 30% but it's a long journey.. sobz), clothes (hee... saw a jacket at BV the other day, kinda fancy it), the belt which i saw at BV too and it's only SIX bucks, the leather sling bag at Parco and more clothes. My wardrobe has been sucessfully changed 20% only. Oh dear... at this rate i will take a year to thoroughly change my wardrobe. Not a good sign.

Gosh, been rather active during weekends lately. Kinda miss the sleeping days where i can just confortably tuck myself under the comforter, day dream, or read a good book, or just listening to the music the entire day. I miss those days.

Gloomy Gloomy Sky

The afternoon has been crying pretty bad lately. But yesterday was slightly better for the sky had cleared much when it was time to go home. Today? i doubt the sky will clear soon in half hour time.

Why do i have this bad feeling?

Is it because i know that she would be very likely to agitate him with her tears?

I do not wish their day to be spoilt.

I do not wish history to be repeated.

(sometime ago)
gal : i spoil the day again

me : y.. wat happen.

gal : he went drinkin with his frds liao. now me alone.

me : hey.. u dun drink alone again k?.

gal : haha.. i am drinkin now.. n alone outside.

me : wher r u

gal : its ok la.. u acompany me for 2 nites liao.

me : i wan drink lar. tel me wher u r now.

gal : AB

me : k. wait for me.

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I pray that the guy will soon know what he truly wants. Not to mislead anyone anymore.
I pray that the gal will be strong no matter what happens. Whether it's the ending she wants or not. That she knows there are many people out there love her and care for her.
I pray that this marriage of theirs will be able to overcome this obstacle.
I pray that they will receive happiness in the end.
I pray that God will guide them, lead them the way through this difficult times.

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I do not wish anyone of them to regret in the future any of their actions now.

the bubble foot soak ~~~

i gave myself a little treat last night after work. =) a long term treat.

got myself the bubble foot massager. cool~~ and it's only 19.90. cheap sia...

the moment i got home, i quickly opened the box and treated myself to a foot soak.

though the massaging wasn't that strong but it's still under acceptable range.

the massaging duration can only be ten to fifteen minutes. such a short time.

my foot didn't want to come out after fifteen minutes was up.

after the massaging soak, my foot felt so refreshed.

im a bad person

this morning i find myself going crazy. almost screaming at someone. for heaven's sake, it's no big deal mah. perhaps i have become so not vulnerable that i am unable to tolerate any stuff or incidents that deem tiny to me.

though i admit i fear of it too. esp when there are people around, often i will just run away. reason being? it's like, damsel in distress mah. lolx. but not now anymore.

conquered the fear.

if we never learn or overcome, how would we learn?

if we are afraid and still let the fear continue to grow inside us, what good does it do to us.

No Title

I have 15 minutes left before i knock off. My mind is thinking how did the day go for her. Is everything alrite? Did he try to make her feel assure and not otherwise?

I'm cooking char kway teow later. Hope that she will have the same appetite as the other night when i had prepared fried rice for her.

Last week hadbeen a agony for her as the nights slowly pass night by night. With tears by her side. Finally now its the second week. Though promises had been broken but not without better promises to make things improve.

"Sometimes, it's much better to choose to believe because at least there is hope"

Oki, time to 'shan ren'

Some Thoughts

When you fall in love at a age too young, love is blind.
When you have relationships more than you can really count, you lost hope.
Either you will just fall blindly again for the next one because you don't want to be left on the shelf or that you would rather be alone and independent for you would not compromise whoever fails to live up to your expectations.

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"Gal, if im a guy, i won't not chase you. Because your character is too strong. You are too independent. You have a career path ahead of you. And you are not afraid of failures. You always believe and prove that whatever the guys can do, you can do so too."

Woman of strong character may find it tough to get attached. For guys will feel intimated. But why doesn't people feel the other way round that it's the guys who are getting softer and weaker.

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Anyone can stray. It's only a matter of staying faithful and be true. Determination and love for one. The art of generosity to one but not many. (think i wrote this before huh..)

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Can anyone out there sense that i'm utterly disgusted with this world?

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Getting a little frustrated. Or perhaps more than a little. Can you sense the agitated, almost erupting volcano in me?

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I think i'm in love with you. But i'm not sure how long this feeling will last. If it doesn't, will you blame me for leaving you?

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25/26 March 2006 Saturday/Sunday

My Saturday Night: Time : 7 plus p.m

Msg Rec'd (from Chloe): Hi, u & Mic gg anywhere tonite, any progs?

Msg Sent : Im at home le.. Mic work till 9 le..

Rec'd : Wanna 'ton' at Swensens @ Crown Prince?

Sent : I'l call her & ask. who else gg?..

Rec'd : Haha.. haven realy call any1 yet. u wanna ask ard?

Sent : k...

Sent : So later meet wher & wat time?

Rec'd : 11 pm at Swensens. whoever reaches first get table first.

Sent : k...

In the end, chose to settle at Mr Bean Cafe due to the never ending queue at Swensens & Coffee Club. However, even Mr Bean is crowded too. Well, what to expect on a saturday night? And so the night begins with finding a whichever cafe that caught our fancy and sit till they closes then head to the 24 hours joint.

We stumbled upon Mind cafe which we had a fun time. The only minus point, why on earth the charges for playing games? Duh... Stupid le... Put aside the fees, we all really had a good time playing monoploy. Chloe, Mic, Steven & me. At first Steven was the one who would lose first for he had all his property sold and left with $250. Then after a couple of rounds, i was left with zero cash and a few properties. Four players, one with little cash and no property and the other with no cash at all and left with 3 properties only. With a twist of fate, the destined loser = Steven, had his fate changed with mine and i became the big loser. Haha.. as usual lahh.. And the big winner was Chloe.

After the game which took about 3 hours, Steven left to play 'chess' at home. The 3 gals then off to continue to 'ton' the night at Mr Bean.

I can still remember the comment made by Chloe, very meaningful to me.

"Life is like a piece of puzzle, only that the thousands pieces of puzzles are not contained in one box. It is scattered all over the places. You have to find the pieces one by one everywhere. You may pick the wrong piece and you may take a very long time looking for the right piece. You may even have the right piece in your hand but fitted to the wrong corner. But once you found all the pieces, it's a complete picture. And comes the feeling of satisfaction and joy."

It was a night of girly talk and getting to know more about each other. Though it became a bit of a drag in the early morning as both Chloe and i tried our best to keep awake but we were defeated. After breakfast at Macs @ PS, we both fell asleep. Lolx...

Got home around 10 plus and off to the slumberland. Dead tired.

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And that's another weekend gone. In pig's disguise the whole day on sat and sun, leaving the nights to chillin out.

Inspirational

The first day of school, our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.

“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began: "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. "You have to laugh and find humor every day." "You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!" "There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change." "Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. If you read this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! We send these words in loving memory of Rose. Remember: Growing older is mandatory, growing up is optional

23 March 2006

Had difficulty in getting up this morning. The rain in earlier hours had made my bed more reluctant in letting me go.

The late arrival of my bus almost had me decided on mc. hee.

Last night was unexpectedly 'normal'. No conversation of whatever heartache. No urge of bursting out. Only a short talk during the journey home and afterwhich time was spent on the fried rice i had prepared, popiah and rojak from the hawker. The supper had our stomachs almost exploding. Waterboys was next to keep us acompany. Then came the usual routine. Watching of HK dramas till she's tired. And i was tired. Falling into slumberland before the end of one vcd.

New Hangout Place

Icon cafe.

Ambience = ******

Beverage/Food = *

Service = **

The people present = Chloe, Mic, Steven, Sharon and me.

Chloe brought us to icon cafe last night. Situated at the heart of town. It was very nice, considering the ambience. Otherwise, i guess i probably won't head there. The menu is so pathetic that i felt sorry for the place. No doubt it's a newly revamped place, targeting to promote the shopping paradise of Lion city, still, there's no reason for such poor menu.

Okie, i shouldn't kinda trash the place like this. I ought to give some credit too for the spectacular view it has given us last night. The stars above our head, the slight breeze and not forgetting the shooting star and especially that eagle or hawk soaring above the whatever building lahh.. haha.. can't remember the name of the building. It was like, 'hey, what's that plane flying in circles for?'. 'No, it's a plane being played by people at the rooftop.' 'NO!!! it's a bird!! Look at the way it has flapped it's wings!!'. lolx..

Cool~~~

Next gathering = DXO?

Why did It Happen So?.

I used to believe in God. Whatever obstacles that comes along are test from Him to me. Whatever happened are to help me in becoming a stronger person and to test my faith for Him.

Till i question myself why am i so weak. Why do i need an invisible to guide me. Is it because nothing physical is there for me. The guidance that can influence the mind so greatly.

Right now not involved in any particular religion. Not as weak and still on the journey growing.

To let go and be lighter.

There isn't a switch whereby i can press and choose to turn it on or off for her. Only wish that she stop contradicting herself. Keeping banging into the wall so clear and obvious is definitely not a wise choice. Knowing that your path has been blocked and by staying vigilant at the dead end will never come to a destination.

Angel vs Devil

Angel says: He's not deserting you or leaving you away. Just that right now he needs his own personal space to think over matters. He has already assured you that he will not give you any negative answers when he's back from the break. And if this solution doesn't work out, he will definitely think of another solution. If he is giving up, he would agree to your saying of ending the relationship. Hiccups occurred and of course needs time to let it go away. He is lost and confused but yet to have given up totally. He is still trying his best to reconcile and trying hard to salvage. He deserves the chance for you to have faith and trust in him.

Devil says: What good exactly does he possess? He cheated you. And now he's leaving you away claiming he wants to have a breather. Why can't he face you directly? And why should you believe in him? He cheated you before and he can cheat again. He's not the only tree in this world. He gambles so much in soccer and drinks like nobody's business. Why let him be your one and only oxygen? What about your father, your friends and colleagues who all care about you? You don't come into this world because of him. You live for yourself and not for him.

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You can cry and throw tantrums. You can drink like there is no tomorrow. You can be in daze for as long as you want. But in the end, nobody will pity you. You are the only one who can decide on your own worth.

Nobody can predict the future. If you fall down this time, pick yourself up. If you don't learn to pick yourself up, nobody will lend your their hand because even you yourself is unwilling to help yourself, why should they bother then.

What we can say already said. Life is still going on, the world is still rotating. You decide on what determine your happiness. Stubborness gets you to nowhere. Knowing that the wall can never be removed and you still want to bang into it. It will only be your lost.

Life is too wonderful to be in remorse and sadness.

17 March 2006

First of all, my condolences to a ex classmate. Someone who introduced me to Holland Village. Someone who helped cultivated my reading habits. Someone who had accompany me to the City Harvest for almost 2 years. Someone who is very sweet and thoughtful.

We may not be in contact. You may not read this at all. But it's okie. Still, if you happen to come across this entry, i'm sorry to hear the news. I know how hard it is to lose someone so dear. Only don't forget to continue to be strong and to live happily. He's watching you from above from now onwards. His eyes will never leave you. Your happiness will let him know that his departure is not a burden to you. Be glad that he is in good hands now.

God Bless.

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Okie, i'm still somewhere in zombie state. Today is day 3. Can't wait for the knock off time to come, yet my cosy bed is nowhere near me till probably around 11 plus because i still have a dinner appointment to fulfill. Argh.

I remember the other day i was mentioning about missing ICB and AB. And perhaps my conduct has been so good that God decided to fulfill my wishes. Lolx. Was at ICB on wednesday night and AB last night. All of which was not planned at all. All was impromptu. And yesterday i puked. But i wasn't even high, yet i puked.

Trying to recollect when was the last time i had done what i did last night. Rushing down to a frd in distress in middle of night. I think it's the first time.

The whole episode had been rather straining in the sense that it's been a long while since i slept such little hours. Less than four hours each for 3 days straight. Can barely hold on to it.

But i know in the end i can. Last record i think was same no. hours everyday for about 3 months.

Those were the days.

Tomorrow finally is an off day. Where as usual i'm going to sleep the entire day. Heehee...

My Direction?

Was blog surfing and came across a blog dedicated to the Lord, about him being a lost sheep but finally found his shepherd, God. His direction in life.

Makes me ponder, how many of us out there are aware of our directions.

What is my direction in life right now...

And what is your direction in life?...

This topic makes me link to her, that her direction in her life is him. Because, without him, she will be so lost. Nothing else is more important than to have him in her life.

Well, i guess my direction is still quite vague.

Zombie State

Zombie is BACK in action this morning, thanks to the late hours spent at ermm.. some pub lo.
I miss ICB... Alley Bar... most of all i miss The Loft. Such cosy ambience especially.

Last night, i've sent the longest ever sms since God knows when was the last time i input such lengthy message. Think it was like a total of 5 sms in that go. Finally the intention been executed. Lolx... Remembering the first time when i was told of the incident, i felt i shouldn't be listening or being with her first. It should be the guy whom i should knock the sense to.

The bumpy journey is detested often but necessary for our personal growth to be strong and independent. Truly hope that she will learnt something from this episode of her life.

It's pretty sad that no one person can always be strong. Having that tough mask on at all times. It's not impossible though. Except that the tougher the outlook, the bitter the truth. Lonely is a word feared by many, and towards some, it's often hidden where no one can find. The fear of rejection, of lonely made these people all the more seemingly not afraid of lonely and dare to be the odd one. Someone whos like 'wo3 xing2 wo3 su4'?.

Then, slowly these people doesn't know how to take off the mask anymore.

Utimately it's how you allow yourself to be moulded into.

Not all children who are raised from single parent home will be independent.

Not all children who lived with both parents will be sensible.

Not all children who grown up without parents are problematic kids.

Anything is possible.

Letting go is much easier than trying to forget.

To live with a burden makes us unable to stand tall and as a result will miss out alot.

A night of venting out drinking session didn't exactly turn out the way she had wanted because of the restrictions of expressing out what she really wanted to say but hope the conversation through the journey home was still comforting.

A Cuppa A Day

I need help. Generally it's 'An Apple A Day Helps To Keep The Doctor Away'. But in my case, it's 'An Cuppa In The Morning Helps To Keep Me Awake'.

Not that i'm not having enough sleep but since days ago that i suddenly need a cuppa to help sober up, i've been addicted. ARGH!!!

I don't want an addition to my addiction!!!

Which is Which

"If denial is a form of running away, then what is facing it yet without a solution. Sometimes, running away doesn't mean that we do not want to acknowledge the problem but to let it be over, let the bygones be bygones. And to start afresh."

Quoted from a frd online...

My Weekend

Saturday was a truly recuperating day or rather a napping day. Woke up at 8plus, time was spent with my vcds, followed by comics which i have spent more than 100bucks the day before, then falling asleep before noon. When i regained my conciousness the sky had already darken. There goes the wish to tidy the house, giving it a clean look and ironing my clothes.

In the end, i had to wake up really early on sunday morning to do my chores. Geez... i must be mad. Very mad. Instead of using the smart way, using the smart tools, like example, the 'mop', i tested my endurance of strength. Hmm, is that how u put it? Well, i had used only a piece of cloth to clean my house. Cleaning the floor, wiping every single inch of the area. I really am mad. But i must say i am pleased with the end result.

After the 'cleaning' therapy, i had to rush off to my parent's house before rushing to my movie date. Hate to rush. Yucks.

Caught 'Transamerica' with chicky, another R21 movie. Seems to be watching alot of rated movies recently. Lolx... Not a bad show overall. The issue on acceptance of people physically different from us and emotionally more deranged from us too.

I have no qualms in accepting these people. There are no different from us. Their preferences and inclinations shouldn't make them alienated. Perhaps in the eye of the global growth, this is not healthy. But as we all know, there is no such thing as the perfect in this world.

As chicky and i were walking to bustops/mrt station, she suddenly popped an interesting question. She said i should find a bf, since the house i'm staying right now can't be permanent. Hmmm... wonder how she gets the idea of bf = a permanent staying place. Funny...

Not in hurry anymore. Tired. Really tired.

But part of me still yearns for the tender loving care. Wants to be doted. Wants to have assuring hugs. Wants to have that lovely companionship. The thought of someone missing you, thinking of you. And someone for you to miss and think of before heading to bed, creating sweet dreams.

But... not forgetting the downside of it... the need to fulfill the other party's needs and wants. To compromise. To give in. To have patience. To endure. Oops... discouraging words here...

Well, it's always nice to have a special someone around, besides you, comforting you.

Only that i kinda want to give up on this area.

Pig???

Surfing the net, checking the mails, i came across this game:

http://www.freaknfunny.com/files/upload/draw-a-pig.swf

& my results:---->

Toward the middle of the frame, you are a realist.

Facing front, you are direct, enjoy playing devil's advocate and neither fear nor avoid discussions.

With many details, you are analytical, cautious, and distrustful.

With 4 legs showing, you are secure, stubborn, and stick to your ideals.

The size of the ears indicates how good a listener you are. You are a good listener.

The length of the tail indicates the quality of your sex life. You have a good sex life.

Truth is... probably this is what i want myself to be though... am i really like this in real life? I have no idea. I'm in my own game, and will never see myself clearly. Only friends around me will know the real me.

wait... pls wait...

Is life always full of waiting?

Waiting to grow up.
Waiting for results.
Waiting for the graduation.
Waiting for parents to be home.
Waiting for meals to arrive.
Waiting for the love ones on a date.
Waiting for the call from precious ones.
Waiting for tasks to be completed.
Waiting for the legal age.
Waiting to be a adult.
Waiting to be interviewed.
Waiting for the lift.
Waiting for salary.
Waiting for promotion.
Waiting for the movie to start.
Waiting the sun to be up.
Waiting for the night to come.
Waiting for the flight to take off.
Waiting for the next holiday.
Waiting for that big sale.
Waiting for the end of year party affair.
Waiting for the ring.
Waiting for the groom.
Waiting for the baby's arrival.
Waiting for the baby to grow up.
Waiting for the baby to address you.
Waiting to retire.
Waiting and waiting and waiting...

I'm running out of patience... Have i waited too much before that right now i would do anything to run away from wait?

Perhaps it's the end of the WAIT destination. If the end result is spelt 'happiness', the wait is definitely worth. If otherwise, i will try ways and means to avoid embarking on this wait journey.

If it's unknown? Then before the long journey of wait, comes the journey of contradicting first. Shall i or shall i not?

Infidelity?Unfaithful?

Lunch topic today was on homosexuals then slowly it evolve to man's infidelity. 'All man are lustful creatures' as qouted. If there is such a man who is not lustful or having some sexual fantasy or being attracted by other women at all, ain't consider a man or actually a normal man. I agree. I even agree that this area doesn't just dominated by the man but the woman as well.

It's only a matter of faithfulness and staying true. The power of self control.

This brings me back to a movie, Unfaithful. About this comfortably married couple with a kid living in a suburb zone. All was well till the wife was presented with a chance of anxiety, surprise and a break from an otherwise monotonous lifestyle.

I suppose humans are just too greedy. We want everything. Never satisfying. We want both our hands to be filled with. Never a chance of emptiness.

Lust

Gluttony

Avarice

Sloth

Wrath

Envy

Pride

Lost

I was in tears last night after Brokeback mountain. The last time a movie caused me to have watery eyes was a korean movie, think it was a Moment To Remember.

The love Ennis and Jack shared was simply beyond nature, normality even revolting to certain extent yet touching and warming. Love knows no boundaries. It doesn't matter who you are or what you are. Whether it's against the society or morally disgraceful, it all doesn't matter. What matters most is that 'i love you'.

Frankly speaking, i would still feel the same way if they were a pair of normal couple.

But the truth is they are not. The fact that they still want each other despites the difficulties and all odds against them just makes the love seem so sweet.

The complexity of human emotions, the unexplainable mind twist and the uncontrollable reflexes of us...

When i saw the love bond blossoming between Jack and Ennis, i can't help wondering if the same would happened to any two people who were just thrown into a world of their own just like that.

As the saying goes, 'Ri4 Jiu3 Shen1 Qing2'.

The forbidden love they had for each other made them live in agony and under a mask. In the end, all were hurt in one way or another.

Love can't be control or manipulated. That moment which hasten your heartbeat that you can barely breathe smoothly. Feelings can't just go to whatever direction that any one commands. It's a free-spirited soul where it will wonders to the most unimaginable place and choose to settle down in midst of the surprises, be it good or bad.

Love to make one happy, not to make one sad. Love can never be logically explained except in irrational sense for otherwise it's not true love anymore.

Love exist to create harmony among us. Intimate love for the special ones. Brotherly/sisterly love for the siblings. Gratitude love for our elders, especially to our parents who brought us to this world. And love among friends and colleagues for the timeless friendship.

But why else should love hurt us so much then?

Movie Month

Brokeback Mountain... I'm coming... lolx... going to catch this show tonight after work. It's been up in the screens for like more than 2 weeks yet when i went yesterday to purchase the tics, gosh, it was 90% full house lo... haiz... so decided to get the tics for next day instead and though there were still tics available, it's half gone too.

Sunday will be a movie watching day too. Probably catching Rumor has it. Otherwise can't think of any other shows that both chick and i will agree on.

I guess this month might be a movie month for me... so many movies that i wanna catch...

Munich

Underworld Evolution

North Country (Already can't find in listing liao... sobx sobx...)

Transamerica

Syriana

Walk The Line

The Constant Gardener

7 March 2006

Been awhile since i last wrote anything. Having mental block i suppose. But here am i this morning. Haiz... ain't a good morning to start with though, had drenched myself from knee onwards due to a slipped bottle of mineral water, and it's not just those small bottles of water u will find on the shelves but those u find at the water dispenser. If only i had waited for the machos to arrive in the office but then i don't want to wait and ask for help. ARGH!!!! What could be worse???

A case of overestimation of strength or just a need to be independent.

The point is, it's not the first time that i attempt to change the bottle anyway. I had no problems before. But today, it SLIPPED. Argh!

Enough of complaints bah...

Here's a update of what i have been doing for the past week. Was dragged to a business talk by bro on fri night. Rather attractive offer i would say, but i'm just not that interested in marketing stuff though. In fact it is really seducing but still, i think each of us just have our individual path to make out.

Went for tattoo shopping on saturday and return home very disappointed. Wasn't easy to go alone, having all that courage to go in and what have i got in the end. Empty-handed.

To ease the disappointment, got myself a set of drama to accompany me through the weekends. Nights were burnt 'k-ing' the vcds and haha.. 20 discs were gone within 24 hours. =p

My gfs around me are all addicted to HK dramas but me? I like it all... lolx.. But i think my main preference is still in idol drama. Maybe because of the way they produced it. It's comically produced, the laughs, the silly cold jokes, the exaggerated actions. I like shows that not only make you in tears but caused you to have hysterical laughing moments too. A little heavy settings towards the end of the show but not forgetting some light hilarious moments to lift up the mood. There aren't many idol dramas which i truly fancy. Some are too draggy, some too emphasize on the sadness where as i still love to see the sweet and happy moments. Some have ridiculous ending and others just don't have the quality to evoke the urge of wanting to watch from the start to the end. And especially those without the laughs definitely have me running away from them.

And if we look deeper into the story, it is very meaningful. Like, 'if we don't learn to cherish ourselves well, how could we have the ability to love another person'. 'Loving someone in a wrong way will only result in causing sadness and harm to everyone else'.

Actually, alot of people out there really do not know how to cherish themselves the right way.

Ohh and not forgetting the other reason of being addicted to the idol drama, haha of coz it's the sweetie pies and the hunkies... i like to watch but pleasesss do not associate me with those crazy fans out there, Eewww... ain't that crazy to think of them whole day long and collect all their stuffs, blah blah blah... it's so oh my God...