Love Is...

When you are committed and care for each other...

When you understand that time will take away youth, beauty and agility...

But you will still want to hold each other's wrinkled hands and help each other along as the 2 of you take a slow stroll in the evenings...

To me, love was all these that he promised me...

Crappy Crampy Me

Ohhhh.... Am so glad the sun is not out... You see, I so badly wanted to go tanning again after last week.... But, my period had to choose this very moment to come... So my new bikini sits at the back of my drawer and will live to literally see the sun another day...

Kinda in love with the new-kini... Army green with lime coloured flower embroidery on the top... I think it's sporty and pretty at the same time... And the strings are quite thin... Good for tanning, definitely...

Let's talk about tt throbbing thump in my tummy... Have been popping chocolates like aspirins since 2 days before... Might be breaking out soon... Argh!!! And I am feeling tt sick lethargy when I can't will myself to do anything constructive and it is only what, Tuesday? I still have the rest of the week to survive...

Today a bestie gave me a distress call... I thought she was laughing until I realised tt weird sound was of her trying to choke back the tears... Be strong girl, and chill... Couples always, and I do mean ALWAYS, quarrel about stupid things. Silly things. Redundant things. Same, really... No matter, u still love each other and rock each other's world so there!!

Of course, any time u feel like sticking pins into his eyes coz u really can't stand him... Give me a call and I will try to be a bigger bitch just so the maternal instincts in u are shaken and start defending ur lover boy... Hehehehe!!!

After this Sunday's project submission, I can concentrate on exam revisions!!! Yay yay yay yay yay!!! And then it's the hols... Oh yes, moving home for the holidays... And working to increase the moolah factor in my bank!

Oh man, too much chocolates maybe, I am being hyper...

And Crystal, if u are reading this, dig this:
We are starting to pepper our conversation with Psych nideologies and concepts and theories... No wonder our other friends have a hard time trying to understand what we are trying to say... Do u realise how philosophical we sound when we talk like tt? But it helps I guess tt we understand each other when we talk... At least, when we talk about things in our life with the psych perspective, we understand and can relate... Who is gg to understand when we just say someone has a self-serving bias or explain the real idea behind prejudice?

AND

I need a back rub... I don't get stomach cramps (God bless, thank you so much for not giving tt to me) but I get lower back aches and tt is bad news when I want a good night sleep... Argh!!!

Alritey, back to CH 802... Fuck, I hate tt....

Last Hall Event

Cultural Night is over... That was the last hall event for this academic year...

One Year passes so fast... Too fast... What I held so dear in the past, I look back and see them diminishing into the horizon... Maybe I didn't realise that everytime I looked back, the memories had become smaller and blurry... Moving on seems so scary... Leaving familiarity behind...

I used to want the freedom to walk new paths without baggage and flit around to try things that I never experienced... But there are times when I am so scared of the unknown and I really wished that my past was around to provide the kind of comfort that only familiarity can give... I guess I never was that adventurous... Why try to be strong when I am not? Why resist the familiar warmth when I cannot tolerate the cool of strange surrondings?

Exams are coming and suddenly I think, it never was his fault that I thought Uni was the last stop station of youth and ignorance... It really is, with or without him... Time still will pass as fast and at the end I would end up being swept by the responsibilities of adulthood, with or without him... I projected him to be all that I didn't want when I must have known all along that it was going to be this way...

Do I still love him? Well, I do miss him but at the same time, I am afraid... The familiarity is gone and I don't know what will we share if we ever get back together again... Will we be able to pick up the pieces and really start over? Or will there always be this safety distance between us, just coz we don't want to hurt and get hurt again...?

Then again, will that be love? Or just familiar companionship? But then, passion will fizzle out, infatuation fades, our bodies will lose the beauty of youth... In the end, isn't it about the commitment and companionship? Even if our skin wrinkles and browns with age, we will still smile and hold hands as we take a stroll...

Shit, I can't go on... I am tearing...

Brain Juices Depleted

I have no energy to do anything constructive...

I am sorry, I really can make no sense tonight. And!! The best part is, I have been an avid fan of Yahoo Games for these past few hours...

Another month to exams... MUST!!! Work harder...

Dry Eyes Black Roots Pink Nails Too

Must get new contact lenses soon... My eyes are so dry... Gosh! It hurts!!!!

Anyway, like my new bright baby pink nails... So distracting... Find myself staring at them when I am typing on my laptop... Hehehe!!! And my toenails too...!!!!

And dye my hair... The roots are disgusting... Creeping me out!!!

What have I been up to??

I want to go swimming one of these days... I need a tanned tummy for the upcoming Navy Biathlon cheer performance... The routine is almost fixed... I am so happy!!!

I have to be more disciplined... Exams coming soon... And I still have a few more projects coming up! Assignments too... Let's see if I can do better this sem....

Flower Heart Carrot

I have a motivation in hall, and I am a flower heart carrot.... *grinz*

Another Day in Paradise

She calls out to the man on the street
’sir, can you help me?
It’s cold and I’ve nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me? ’

He walks on, doesn’t look back
He pretends he can’t hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh think twice, it’s another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it’s just another day for you,
You and me in paradise

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she’s been crying
She’s got blisters on the soles of her feet
Can’t walk but she’s trying

Oh think twice...
Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she’s been there
Probably been moved on from every place’cos she didn’t fit in there

Oh think twice...