when i was 13, i imagined my future boyfriend to be someone who is umm… tall, dark, handsome and badass. it’ll be better if he smokes cause that’s cool what do you know who cares about second hand smoke and lung cancer wtf. and while i so desperately want to realize that dream, i also shop in jusco and thought i have really good taste in clothes WTF, just to impress my future boyfriend who is tall, dark, handsome and badass.

when i was 16, i liked someone who wasn’t at all tall, nor is he dark -__- but definitely badass. he’s cool when he left the top few buttons on his uniform unbuttoned. he’s cute when he sleeps on his table during an examiniation. he’s charming when his uniform is not tucked in. those… were the days. i think i’ve already moved on from jusco then but i still have this very ridiculous set of views on “looking cool with school bags”. first of all, if you’re carrying a backpack, the straps should be adjusted long enough to touch your butt and whenever u walk, your bag will wave along with your butt. similarly if you’re using a sling bag, it’s strap also need to be adjusted to a length where its either longer or at least the same length as your hips. all this, just to impress mr not so tall, not so dark, but badass. moving on…

when i was 18, i thought i’ve finally settled with the right guy. and he, will be the man who awaits me on the other end, as i walk down the aisle. as long as we love each other, we can definitely work everything out. rich or poor, it doesn’t matter because love can conquer all.  and then,

when i was 21, i simply learnt that… it isn’t so.

most importantly, throughout all these phrases of life, i have always firmly believed that – a woman eventually has to get married to find happiness.

and now, i am turning 23 in a month’s time. i am in a stable relationship with a guy who is like a best friend to me. who knows me very well. who lets me be myself – not so angelic, not so demure, not so nice. but to be honest, i really don’t know if i look forward to marriage. i don’t think i should elaborate further about my relationship here but one thing that i’m sure is, i dont like binding responsibilities. be it marriage or simply being in relationship, it’s a responsibility (with marriage being a heavier one that is). it’s a commitment. there are certain things that you just have to do as a special someone.

but what if you wake up in the morning, feeling like p diddy? *cough* i mean, wake up in the morning feeling like a free soul? i don’t know if that’s the right word but it’s like, the feeling when you know that you yourself is the only person you’re responsible towards. there’s no need to tell another person whats on your cards today, there’s no need to detail your day out at the end of the day, there’s no need to make a phone call even if you basically did nothing/ have nothing on mind to say, there’s no need to make a phone call when you’re just simply too lazy to even dial, what more talk?

i guess it’s a phase everyone goes through. when things get more comfortable than exciting. when you became lazy in maintaining a relationship because it’s already there.. so all that being said, i am super thankful for my ever patient boyfriend, whom i can pour everything onto. i don’t know what’s ahead of us, i don’t know how will my views continue to change as i grow but hey, i know i’ll be seeing him soon!

ps: totally addicted to pineapple cookies. happy chinese new year!

weird but this time round i do not feel anything at all! i used to be a girl who gets really excited on new year eve and by excited i mean staying up (and force everyone else at home to do the same) till 00:00 just to watch fireworks from my apartment’s balcony together. even the last moments of 2010 was spent in the curve with a big crowd but this year, it was spent with my eyes closed and saliva dripping on my pillow WTF.

yes i slept through new year eve. so did my family members hahaha. is that because i’m no longer a girl but a woman? then i think God decided to fast forward my life and made me a 50 year old! not to mention that i woke up this morning not realizing i’m already on the train of 2012 until my dad said happy new year (and then shook my hand wtf #yaomingmeme)

i’m pretty sure 2012 will be a challenging year for me! there will be job hunt, settling into job, meeting potential people i hate (bitch please #yaomingmeme), people i like, earning own money, buying own bag with own money #megustameme, giving my parents money #motherofgodmeme and whatever other shit challenges that 2012 will bring.

flashing back, 2011 was a quiet year for me, spent most of my time being a damn final year student, screwing my first semester up and making it up during the second semester (marks still not quite there yet) but good enough to graduate with a borderline distinction #closeenoughmeme

*****

to have lived on earth for 22 years, i just want to say that the best thing that had ever happened to me is to be born as my daddy mummy’s daughter, and to be my brother’s sister. everything else just doesn’t matter… ( i have alot to say about this, will blog about the everything else that i mean soon!)

to wrap up this post and go sleep, i wish for safety, health and happiness! happy new year all!

ps: thanks to my brother i fell in love with the #memes on 9gag, go google them if you don’t get it! my favorite is non other than the yaomingmeme!

<3

yesterday was my final shift and also boss’s birthday!

me,jessica (mamasan), heather, choi, kyle, le, boss, edward, deric (looking like a tortoise), tomo-san, annie and siakwai (the swimming instructor)

the men.

the girls. what a pathetic amount haha.

HAHAHAHA this is what we do at work.

guess which fishey is mine? (hint: the best looking one WTF)

-___- hmmm good times. i’m definitely going to miss the retarded co-workers in shogun. the swimming instructor and debbie!

i cant believe i hadnt blogged at all after exams! too lazzzyyy! i’m also yawning now while typing this fml. nothing much has been happening cause when i’m not working i’m sleeping and when i’m not sleeping i’m working. my muscles are still sore after working for four straight nights and then i suddenly have another shift again yesterday! i swear i almost asked aron to get me a wheel chair when i got off work yesterday :’(

kagawa. karaoke. night before valeron flew back. mahjong. talk cock. kahlua and milk.

need kahlua’s caffeine to keep us awake!

we played till around 3am and this was my one and only win of the night! zimo!! something’s wrong with my seat. ok i actually changed my seat but i still didnt win fml.

it’ll be nicer if it’s a “sei man, mm man, lok man” right then everything’s sequence will be in 4,5 and 6!

fella’s not attending graduation :S

SWAG.

ok i’m getting lazy again. i shall end with two random pictures.

WTF. a super stupid book we saw in menzies. will only be published in the language above -__-

a little pressie for our hero – brian’s bus.

i want that to be the last paper of my entire undergraduate life.

fingers crossed!

3 years. it didnt feel all THAT long at all but ermmmm i feel like i’ve came a long way?

during my first year, i don’t really give a shit so i study last minute. hence, the need to borrow the moonlight and study until really late at night with owls.

during my second year, i still don’t really give a shit so i study last minute. hence, the need to borrow the moonlight and study until… some ungodly hour.

now during my final year, even though i started early, i STILL need to study until wee hours in the morning. tomorrow is credibility exam and i don’t see an end to this long night. i hope the moonlight’s with me longer and the sun won’t shine 6 hours later so i can finish studying this shit. fuck my life.

ok before that, i need to blog about uee! seriously, i love this woman to death!!! people say her face is fat. people say she looks just like a commoner. people say she has weird eyes. but she looks like a goddess to me! her fat face might be fat, but that resembles a dumpling and it’s cute. her beauty’s different, this is why she looks approachable. her eyes ain’t weird, it’s sexxxyyy.

pulling off the commoner look

goddess like S line

i love you onni!

sans make up.

i’ll wrap this post up with a shout out “PLEASE WATCH OJAKGYO BROTHERS PEOPLE!”

it’s a warm family drama revolved around a farm called “ojakgyo farm”. i got too addicted to it now all i want to become is a farmer WTF.

baek ja eun is my favorite fictional character from now on <3 <3

welcome to ojakgyo farm!

RIP and #thankyousteve

today was a long day. long hours of class and long hours of work #isien. and a customer whom i’ve been thinking is hongkie asked “are you from chonghwa?” out of the blue. it was soooo busy in the restaurant i only managed to reply “oh yea i am!” and i had to leave their table. i’m pretty sure we weren’t from the same batch cause both of them looked total alien to me. well it’s either that or they’ve already gone through a mega evolution while i look… #foreversame FML. still, could’ve left contacts, or at least talked a little bit more. what a pity… glad that they asked nevertheless! never fails to amaze me, times when you meet people you least expect.

#smallworld.

today’s (actually not just today, the whole week’s) weather have been a total zabo. raining when i need to move around and THEN STOP WHEN I WANT TO SLEEP. ughhhhhhhhhhh. PMS MUCH.

#weathergodfail

hmm it does seems like i love twitter alot. #tweetwhore

ok #itired so #isleep.

goodnite, world without stevejobs xx.

and just now as i removed my makeup, i realized i got even paler! at least bbcream gave my face a touch of pinkness T____T my face has always been fairer than my other body parts because i have sensitive skin but not to this extent! also i can’t help but to notice my how dark the surrounding of my eyes looked. i thought it was eyeliner residue but no matter how hard i rub it just wouldn’t go off!!! so i realised that was actually permanent eye shadow – ie dark eye circles FML.

seriously people who dont know me will think i’m a cancer patient (without make up that is, with make up they’ll probably just think that i like being a geisha so much i have to put on 1cm thick worth of makeup). i don’t know if it’s the SKII being unnecessarily efficient or i’m just THAT unhealthy. or maybe i really do have cancer. CHOIII touch wood. actually, even if i really do have cancer, it’s the infinite tumor that’s in my body TEEHEE.

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the song that got me into them.

the live version, pelvic thrust dance in it’s full glory!

ps: please ignore L’s sexy back shirt, i know it’s super disgusting but it’s not his fault k, it’s the cordi’s fault *protective*

L playing the guitar MYGOD *faint*

the song that i have probably heard over a thousand times but still didnt grow to like – before i fell for them, but after falling in love, it’s instant love. my teacher says this is called bias wtf.

seriously, how can one not like this song?!

where their signature scorpion dance originated.

ENJOY!! xx