Soooo, I've changed into a spanking new blogskin which I love very the much, so you all lazyheads can start reading my words properly instead of complaining about the font and colour. Hahaha actually I have to admit that while using the old blogskin, I couldn't really see what I had posted after I published too, but wtf I knew what I was writing and that matters more okay.

School has been pretty okay lately. Stressful and tiring but still fun at the same time because I have awesome friends (: We've all been having fun and washing our hands together pretty well because yes, assessment's coming at week 4.

Headed to United Square after our last lesson for Ben&Jerry's FreeConeDay, but the queue was fuckin long. Like, seriously. The amount of people queuing could've encircled the whole level and there would still be a wriggly snake. In the end we settled for icecream@OriginalMix and Subway. And back to YioChuKang for practice. Which reminds me.. Boyf hasn't been to YCK for close to a year already hmmmm HAHA. Anyway, discussion on pubbing tomorrow is still pending. Haven't told boyf anything yet, cuz he probably is asleep now. =\ See how first la. KBYE.

Down with 38.4 degree fever plus flu and cough.

I feel so weak, but it's getting better. Had to go down to school for my 8am lab session just now because I'd hate to replace the lesson in another class. Skipped lectures though.

By the way, I've changed my email address to shirlyn-@live.com
Please add in MSN thankyou!

Yesterday morning I was woken up by some idiots shouting at the top of their voices at the carpark. I strained my ears, trying to get what they're shouting about, and slowly but surely i made out these sentences: Tingting, 我爱你. 我真的真的很爱你. 嫁给我好吗?

Total shockness! I went over to the window to look and saw around 10 guys crowding around and one lugging a professional camera. At first I thought it was sweet of the groom-to-be to think of this surprise. Then I realised it was rather stupid too. Can you imagine someone shouting to marry you and the next moment you find a way-too-clear camera right smack in your just-woke-up face at 8-fucking-30am in the morning? What the hell man. That'll be a real shock. What if the video will be shown to everybody on your wedding day. God, can't bear to think about it. But then again, who cares right? As long as you're getting married. Lol. Provided he doesn't mind the fuck face every morning...

Somehow it reminded me of the evening roughly 3 years ago, Boyf and Edmund cycled to the same carpark and shouted words-that-shall-not-be said. And also over at Sentosa where Camen shouted the three words, possibly from the bottom of his heart only for a couple of days. Anyway, those were nice and interesting memories haha.
It takes 3 seconds to say 'I Love You' but a lifetime to prove it.

I also decided to surprise Boyf after watching the surprise going on in the wee hours, by buying breakfast up to his place without telling him firsthand. Though he didn't seemed very surprised (or so I feel). Siannxxzz. Coincidentally saw Simin on the way to McDonald's and we bought our breakfasts together. Then rotzzzz.

Love isn't blind, it just only sees what matters.
The hardest thing in life isn't finding the one you love, it's making the one you love... love you back.

What is it that truly matters in life? I couldn't come up with any exact answers so I googled, and actually found this really interesting article written by Rein Raud, a writer.

He wrote a series of paragraphs, which were pretty ambiguous about the things that truly matter. I love this part that he wrote:

"A FRIEND OF MINE, B, once claimed that he had fallen in love with two women at the same time. The whole matter would be quite understandable, had these two been striking beauties, or, alternatively, young ladies of discreet charm. But, as he himself confirmed, both objects of his affection were unusually, even exceptionally, ugly. Since he was never to be seen in their presence, none of his friends could in any way confirm or deny this assertion, so all that was left was astonishment: B himself was after all notorious for the attention he paid to his own appearance. Thus, for instance, he refused to wear glasses despite his weak eyesight, since these would mar the expressive oval of his face.

It goes without saying that the split nature of his affections afforded him indescribable pain; even when summoning all the mental energy he could muster, he still was unable to decide on either lady. Going by what he said, they were very different as well: one plump, perhaps even corpulent, or actually boundlessly fat, and whom he, could not manage to embrace even in his thoughts. The other, on the other hand, was lean, that is to say lanky, or, to say it without any frills, thin as a lath, someone whose hand could not be held without it slipping through your fingers like a shadow. One of them was, relatively speaking, getting on in years, almost bordering on a decent age, but managed, as a person who has seen the ways of the world and of people, to give my friend advice and support. While the other was very young, a mere child, who wished to discover everything at his side, leaning on him, her wise and experienced companion.

In order to give us some idea of his anguish, B always omitted saying which was which, and his friends had to base their guesses on a few obscure hints, at times contradictory. Once I thought that the plumper lady had to be the young one of the two, still bursting with the energy of life; whilst the elder one I imagined as fading away like the waning moon. Then again, it would seem all the more likely that it was the elder of the two who had to be a large, primeval mother, at whose side B felt feeble and insignificant, while I imagined the younger of the two to be brittle, her growth still ahead of her. So, in my thoughts, by swinging from one extreme to the other, I was able to full well imagine the immensity of the burden shouldered by B himself.

But one day he put an end to all the due deliberations of his friends, announcing that he had become engaged. Which had he chosen? The fatter one, or the thinner? The younger, or the elder? He had spoken of them to us so much that we simply could not at first believe the unexpected resolution of his problem: in the end, he had yielded to the wishes of both his lovers and obtained a pair of spectacles, whereupon it transpired that the ladies had not in fact ever been two in number, but only the one, moreover prettier than average, neither fat nor thin, and of roughly the same age as himself – she had become so unusually divided only in his mind’s eye."

It has been over a year since we met.
So many things have changed,
So many thoughts have wavered.
I wondered what it means to love someone,
and I wondered what it takes to love you.
Carelessly I was drawn deeper and deeper by you,
and unfortunately I have found no escape.
Looking at how I have survived the past year
makes me confident that I’ll last for the next two.
You have no idea how much of my heart has skipped a beat for you,
and you probably don’t know how much you linger in my thoughts.
But I just think that at the end of the day,
I can look back and smile,
because in a awry and saddened place called life,
I managed to find you.

...It's not easy being in a relationship. Much less truly know the other one and accept them for who they are with all their flaws. Jack confessed to me his fear of being rejected if I truly knew him, if he showed himself totally bare to me. Jack realised that after two years of being with me that he didn't knew me at all. Nor did I know him. And to truly love each other, we need to know the truth about each other, even if it's not so easy to take.

I confessed to Jack that the toughest thing for me was to be with someone for good. The idea that this is it. This is the man I'm going to spend the rest of my life with. To decide that I will make the effort to stay and work things out and not run away when a problem is difficult for me.

I told him I could not be for just one man for the rest of my life. It was a lie, but I said it anyway. ... It always facsinates me how people go from loving you madly, to nothing at all. Nothing. It hurts so much.

When I feel someone was going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one last. Another wasted love story. I really loved this one. When I think that it's over, that I'll never see him again like this... Well yes, I will bump into him when I meet my new boyfriend, and act as if we have never been together. Then we'll slowly think of each other less, and less, until we forget each other completely.

Almost always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drink up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around to forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness, start again to look for true love. Desperately look everywhere, and after two years of loneliness, meet a new love and swear again that he is the one, until that one is gone as well.

There's a moment in life when you can't recover anymore from another break up. And even if this person bugs you 60% of the time, you still can't live without him. And even if he wakes you up everyday by sneezing right in your face, well, you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.

Laziness equals:

These 2 days with Feishan and her "Xiao Bai", the handsome poser..

Saturday, the day for tomb-sweeping. It started to rain while we're on our way to my uncle's tomb. A picture speaks a thousand words. I have no idea how the hugeass umbrella came about.

Sunday was out at Sentosa with Coco! And the girls, and Peishan's brother and girlfriend and his friends. FUN! In love with Coco now hahaha! And Jon! And Bobby! :D

Look at Coco's sian face, lol.

Out with boyf yesterday after his work. His new cap.

It's my mummy's birthday today! :D (By "today", I meant 4th April.) This afternoon I woke up and watched yesterday night's recorded Romantic Princess with her. Then we went online and pre-watched the last episode haha.

I also read through the manga Absolute Boyfriend, and it rekindled some nice memories. Night Tenjo!


(Not related to the above)

Lesson One
An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?" The eagle answered: "Sure, why not." So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Management Lesson - To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.

Lesson Two
A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy."
"Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull. "They're packed with nutrients." The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree. He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.

Management Lesson - Bull shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.

Lesson Three
A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold, the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.

Management Lesson -
1 Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
2 Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
3 And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!