leaving the blur to clear itself

running alone around the world

mind's ridden with its share of woes

why do we share our breaths

we tiptoe on the line of love

and fall into the abyss of wounds

holding a body of memories

i miss kor so badly.
we had so many happy times together.
we could have some more years to come.
but you had to leave.



a wound that can never heal. not even with time.

hk here i come again!

coming july will be our 20th month together. how time flies whenyou get older. i was happy getting together with you, am happier together with you and hopefully will be even happier together with you. you have 4 months to save up for our anniversary gift! haha.

leaving this sunday for a 4d3n getaway! i can't wait. but it's just that we didn't get the earliest flight at 0800 but we got the 1030 flight instead. actually we planned for 3d2n but since ken's pop planned it for us he got us the longer promo which means we can visit ocean park after all! but it also means we have to spend more (boohoo, we are on a tight budget!) and spend more carefully. we will plan to spend like only sgd 100 per day. i wonder how we can survive. i am such a blunder without my mom and i doubt i can depend on ken totally. haha.

excitement.

our toysrus adventure. 

this entry is dedicated to my parents:

i love daddy 'cos he loves me as well. 'cos he got me 2 tops from esprit shanghai and money for my holiday. i love daddy so much to the core.

i love mommy 'cos she loves me as well. 'cos she brings me shopping all the time and is always willing to buy me stuff. i love mommy so much to the core.

i love my folks.

entire week was spent on shopping. mommy must love me alot because i got 4 pieces of clothing from mango. and i got myself an agnes b tee, my first! dad is returning from china and i wondering if he got me anything, but i'm not looking forward to my dad's taste. i was never pleased. haha. i just woke up and i smell because i haven't brushed my teeth. mmmm.


to go through tough times with you is easier because of love.

we went for hair cut. had 3 meals at macdonald's at raffles place. went bodyshop 6 times. couldn't catch any movies. wandered in town trying to look for father's day gift. ken got socks for his pop at the last hour. struggling to share mos milk tea 'cos we wanted to save up for taxi fare home. haha. we are a poor couple. he got me tea tree for bathing (wee!) and chocolate gummy beans and yanyan. the little surprises he has in store is so pleasing. i am not very high maintenance and anyone who has (or have had) me as a girlfriend is so fortunate.

haha.

i simply cannot wait to see you tomorrow night! counting down!

'nothing's gonna change my love for you...'

quite ashamed to say that i slept almost 11 hours. i hate to wake up late and only to realise that half the day is gone already because i was wasting time sleeping too much. but i wasn't in control i set the alarm at nine but woke up only close to twelve. i was hungry cooked myself some noodles which tasted bad (koka curry with no msg) and threw the entire pot away (no, i only dumped the noodles, not together with the pot) and now, i am feeling quite deprived. all i feel like doing now is to take a good shower, complete with tea tree scrub.

somebody, give me some ice cream.

talking of ice cream, for the last 2 weeks, i have had ice cream everyday. sometimes even 2-4 scoops a day, that explains the EnormouS weight gain lately. i am so pleased with myself. not.

if i could bomb somewhere now, i will bomb the adsd. this is not a terrorist act, it is a mere personal attack. hey, that rhymes!

'i'm a little teapot, short and stout!'
'i'm a little teacup, short and round!'

Your Stripper Name is: Paris

Get your own Stripper Name

see? i knew i had some kind of affiliation with paris hilton. i always wanted to be a stripper and always wanted to be paris hilton...so there goes. i'm a stripper and my name is paris!

wahahahaha. ha.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is traditional. Without saying anything, both of you communicate with your hearts.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

have you ever just felt like crying? for no reason at all? ever had those times when the slightest thing can trigger a bucket of tears? i am sure many girls out there are like that. sometimes you just burst and wail and wail, with nothing really occurring (maybe something in the subconscious mind...), then people around you get so shocked and pitiful and sympathetic. but you actually just want to cry it out, you don't really want to tell people why you're crying (maybe you also don't know why).

so, forget the world, and just c r y.
boohoohoo.

skeptical and cynical. always been like that.

legs are aching aching aching.

some people have no initiative at all, and not to mention, the slightest courtesy at all. i practically hate everyone and am feeling extremely moody now. friends are like manicures, sometimes you want them, sometimes you don't.

i miss you. really.

mars and venus.

was reading a guy's blog and it's quite funny to read about his entry on mr and mrs smith. he was talking about only jolie and only jolie. all was about her and her curvaceous body and everything and there was no mention of pitt at all. well, while i'll only talk about brad, brad and still brad. anyway, brad pitt is like king. i would give anything for a lick. lick, lick.

the mother-and-daughter shopping addicts came home quite satisfied. well, maybe not so when the bill comes next month but till then! i am glad veron decided to choose the other pair of earrings because i hate it when people get what i want! that's why ken nicknames me 'jealous-pie' but i guess it's just me. i shouldn't hate it 'cos it's all fair and square in the game of shopping! got myself a pair of jeans and 3 tops. i haven't found my nude knickers yet!

happy family. 

mr and mrs smith was fabulous, with witty dialogue and of course, the sexiest man alive. he looked good enough to devour in the movie, as always. and ghost train was horrible. i didn't like it and i am going to stop wasting money on horror flicks. movies are very expensive but seems like the operators are still going to earn from this inelastic demand. i mean, singapore is soooo teeny-weeny small (read: very boring), if you don't catch a movie during the weekends, there is no where else to head. i think.

jane: first impression when we met?
john: you looked like christmas morning.

i think that was how it went in the show, or something along that line. anyway, that is like the sweetest sweetest thing i've ever heard.

he is the one.
who knows me best. or, better than myself.

me: what colour am i in?
him: blue. (right.)
me: am i wearing top and bottom or just jammies?
him: top and bottom. (right.)
me: is it blue top or blue botton or blue both?
him: both. (right.)
me: which is my longest fingernail?
him: middle finger? (right for right hand)
me: then the other hand?
him: little? index? middle? (all wrong, my thumb.)

passed evaluation: 98%

now for the big test:

me: what colour are my undies now?
him: pink.

bingo!
how clever.

i can feel happy and lonely at the same time.

the more you try to squeeze them into the back of your mind,
the more they get pushed back to the front.
i haven't let go actually, i only just left them aside.

loneliness seems to get to you faster than you can run from it.

hidden secrets
resurface on the
lonely ride home
hidden feelings
reappear on the
cold seat beside you
they tug at your blouse
they pull at your skirt
you try escaping
but the train jerks
and you slip and fall
everyone looks and stares
you remain oblivious
and continue
to dwell in the deep dark hole.

he grabs me away
from peaceful slumber
he pulls me away
from comfort covers
he cuffs me tight
like one criminal
Sorrow.

some people say life is too short to hate anyone.

my life's longer.

sitting alone watching snow fall
dazed into the distance
like a broken doll
for what we cry
for whom we weep
all the sacrifices we made
all the promises we kept
'no more,' he said.

we are at rachel's place again. waiting for the mistress to change and then we head to town. so i was feeling bored. about people again. some people are so condescending they think they are so great. i mean, you don't have to worry if you don't have a guilty conscience. nono, not you!
sheesh. i was only so bored. i don't know what i was blogging about. i miss the life i used to have.

you know the feeling when your loved one is feeling bad and you're not there to comfort, or just not being able to be there? it makes you feel very useless (and hopeless). seems like i can't do anything to alleviate your misery, but i seriously wish i could. there's nothing much to do anyway, we'll just take it as part and parcel of life. i know it's not the loss of the material object but more about things happening in you. it's funny how a small thing can trigger off the whole effect. i just hope we'll walk this road through together, we'll be encountering different happenings along the way, but in the end, the lanes will merge and we'll still be together. morever, we are holding each other's hands tightly, i never want to let go, i hope you won't either. if giving up a part of me can lighten up your mood, i will. i don't want to walk the streets alone. i know you've become a part of me the moment you held my hand.

i was trying to get off the mrt today when an old aunty tried to squeeze past me. i mean she was using her huge umbrella to force her way into the train and she was grumbling and grumbling anf grumbling. seriously, i tried to be patient and just let her pass. i mean, i could have just snatched her brolly and pushed her into the tracks. BUT I DIDN'T. sheesh. sometimes i think i have several personalities.

some people have such pretty exteriors but have only air in their heads (i.e. airheads). and not to mention, walk around with their noses stuck in the air. everything they say and do carry the element of 'I'. "I blah blah blah, MY blah blah blah, blah blah blah ME, etc" actually, they try to be as humble as possible towards others, but are actually parading in their costumes. they talk in self-contradictory terms, like ' oh, no, i didn't get anything much' but her arms are already flooded with shopping bags. you know, these kind of people? we all meet such people now and then, or rather, such people are always in the circle, somewhere, somehow. but sometimes i am thankful for such people, if not, we modest people have nothing to bitch about. to whoever is reading this, no, i am not talking about you. i am talking about her.

such a cute wedding cake. courtesy of min. :) 

when we just started dating, i asked him when he thinks is the reasonable age to marry. he said he didn't know and asked me in return. i told him about 25 'cos i'll want to marry young. he told me he wanted to marry at 26. i asked him why, he said, 'because you want to marry at 25.'

i love him.

i hate the man in the house. oh my gosh. if not for money, i would have slammed him right in his face. right, talk about dignity. i have so much hatred in me i think my chances of becoming a supermodel in my next lifetime is very slim. geez, bad karma.

i absolutely love what lin chiling wore for the awards. i don't like her ('cos ken does) but the bohemian style is simply gorgeous! argh.

www.chinadaily.com

i am completely irked. thanks to people who have been listening to my bitching.

meanwhile, i just find min and hx so uber sweet. i hope they get married. hahahahaha.
smiles, min? :)

i also want my significant other. boohoo. miss you dearly. we made a pact to travel overseas in july no matter what. i got this feeling i'm going to break it because my horoscope says so? but no matter what i still love you love you.