Wynne says:
and who's the fairy?
SORRY FOR IGNORING U YEST!
=(
busy busy busy
=(
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
it's an anime. =)
and u ignore me
u ignored
u IGNORED
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
now i feel like that evil person u talked about on ur blog
Wynne says:
which evil
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
totally heart broken and disillusioned
Wynne says:
OHH
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
DONT LOVE U ANYMORE
Wynne says:
u mean the person/ppl who's/who're supposed to sit at a corner and cry?
muhahahhhaa!
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
YA
hmph
I WILL DO THAT!
Wynne says:
OK, ill go write one entry JUST FOR U NOW
=P
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
HMph
later it's as mean
then i would really cry
i dare not read.
Wynne says:
im taking PRECIOUS time out to write know.
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
hahahaha
Wynne says:
must feel honoured, k? =P
Joshua wants to be part of Fairy Tail says:
hahhaa
hmm...
I SEE THE POST FIRST!
And so, to my silly Joshie Bear..
HUGS. =)
You're still my favourite bear. Always have been, always will be
(eh..or maybe it's just cos u're the only 'bear' friend I've got?)
Haha. Allrgiht, allright. I promised for this to be a nice entry.
Don't "DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE" me, k?
Cos Wynne bear will wilt without ur love. (Inserts pitiful sobs)
And, silly? Let's go watch that stupid horror film of yours soon, allright? =)
That, and stuff ourselves with brownies.
Bear (to bear) hug. =)
can i finally not go? Will i be able to?
It's tiring.
..I admire u, psy.
Or maybe i'm just admiring nothing.
..am i?
(i)
Needs more time in her life. If i don't talk to u much on MSN, don't worry too much.
Wynne needs time = Time is precious = I won't be/act nice and waste my time on insignificants =
If u're being ignored, just get the hint alr. U aren't all that important to me = Move on: go find someone else to bug. Or just go look for a nice corner to sit at and cry. I'll try looking for you when i'm free-er.
(ii)
Needs absolute emancipation.
(iii)
Is back, but will be gone again soon enough.
(iv)
Is freaking out over Quali.
With reference to point (i) - if u are skillful at/gg to be useful in Quali, I might consider
spending some time with u. Man IS selfish - at least I'm honest about it.
What irony, but anyway. Happy World Kindness Day. Hooray.
Had a highly interesting talk with Mack last night.
About Karma and the likes of it.
Have never been a believer (OR non-believer) of Karma.
Simply put, I've always adopted an ambivalent stance towards it.
But, allright, names and labels aside, I do believe in actions and consequences.
After a good discussion, we came to a married conceptualisation of Karma -
that of Karma being a consequence AND a lesson.
Say, one has been doing bad stuff (for the lack of a better word, yes, 'stuff'. haha) for a while,
as such, Bad Karma decides to pay him a good 'ol visit to teach him a lesson or two in life.
Whether or not he/she will cont to have bad karma really depends on whether he/she learns his/her lesson.
So, anyway, I told Mack that unfortunately I belong to the category of people who seldom retains the lesson learnt.
After a while, the lesson learnt will be forgotten, and I will resume doing what I'd usually do.
Well, but you see, I don't exactly think of it as a flaw.
Instead, looking at it from a positive angle, it IS in fact, a positive trait..
because i'll never be too 'hum' to do something that I've failed at before.
Haha. There!
Anw, moral of the story.
Karma -
(i) is a multi-dimensional entity (like maybe Karma = plural. Karmi = singular)
(ii) is cyclical in nature,
(iii) is never only bad or only good, and
(iv) is highly dependent on one's reception of the lesson learnt.
So, how have YOUR karma been treating you lately? =)
The dreams I have, though wonderful by themselves, are horrible when placed
in the particular context of reality.
Poor boy..not spared from the agony of possible IFD..even in my dreams. Haha.
I'm leaving u, Mello Jello.
Leaving u for a 15-year-old boy.
Leaving u for my Tom C.
Because I want to be serenaded by an angel with puppy eyes
(no, though pretty huge, your eyes aren't puppified enough).
Because I want to be called a paedophile and live happily ever after.
Nah. Kidding.
you know that it's all good.
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The seven types of forgetting.
But of it all - the constituent in a new identity.
Wonderful, isn't it.
How the books never fail to amaze me daily.
Thank God for Comte and company.
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When it ceases to be a unitary entity,
that's when u know..that u're stuck. =)
Yummiliciousness.
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There's Lily Allen with her "Fuck You" and "I could say", but mood for the night dictates Swift's "Love Story".
Maybe I am indeed turning into an old sap.
(Btw, "Fuck You" did have a temporal guest appearance a week or two ago, before I decided to take it down, so. =) )
TC is everything.
When TC fails, everything else does.
Some where along the way, TC died.
And with it, everything else.
From sounding enthusiastic and sincere, I sound calculative, fake and detached now.
The first one was so much more real.
Why! Why the self-censorship?!
I am an idiot. Really. Sigh.
Calculative, fake and detached idiot.
Sigh.
I just hope the damage isn't done..nor are the tone/"emotions" picked up.
Complacent in one's self,
yet always wanting more from others.
But there is one thing,
that will fuel the want in us to be better persons.
To be better in character, in attitude..in everything.
That..is Love.
It is not just about emotions.
Love is about seeing a future together,
and working hard toward the goal in the same direction.
It is of encouragement, of wanting to bring out the best in one's self and the other,
of respect, and of learning through each dispute to solving the underlying cause.
Love knows no limits in patience, care and even tolerance.
Thank you.
Without having went through life and its many experiences,
there can be no wisdom.
Yet many a times, we, the younger generation,
tend to dismiss the words of our elders as
being irrelevant and inconsequential.
Our parents are our teachers in life. Our mentors.
No matter what, the advices that they offer will always be for the better of us
(except in cases where the parents do not love the child).
I am thankful to have wonderful parents who
share in my life, and in turn share their life experiences with me.
Grateful for their continual understanding and tolerance,
and for guiding me through life ever so patiently.
Without them,
I would not have grown into a better person (and still am learning every day),
be it in terms of character, behaviour, mindset, or emotional control.
I..am a very fortunate daughter.
Thank you. =)
I'd initially be really awkward, unsure, (highly) guarded and perhaps even semi-hostile.
I don't open up easily, and I'd make sure people only get to know unsubstantial things about me.
That's how it often goes.
More often than not, people'd eventually leave me alone, thinking that i'm just weird/ unfriendly or plain uninterested (which isn't true, btw).
But there are a few..who'd stay, despite my 'monsters in the pool' (quote gab)..despite everything.
And as time passes, I'd slowly open myself up to them as I realise that these are the friends who really care.
Perhaps that's why I treasure my close friends.
Because they are real, and because they 'stick' no matter what happens.
And so, to two very special people, Gab and Daph,
thank you for being two of the silliest amongst the few who are real.
For having been so patient to me, and ever so understanding.
Remember I once asked - what, to you, are the things that make the 3-4 years in NUS worthwhile?
For me, it's you guys.
The sweetest friends one can ever have.
The kind I know I'll keep in contact with even after graduation.
Thank you. =)
Ps: Okok, fine. Added to the list are: (1) a few other people, and (2) the knowledge that I've gained. Grins.
Pps: There, Daph, updates. =)
I hope I won't be suffering from any withdrawal symptoms.
Maybe it really is a linear equation.
I've (only) JUST discovered the wonders of Bittorrent!
Grins! =)
Ge, I bet u laughed while reading this. Heh. =)
Well, at least there's ONE good thing (for me) that came out of ur long stay in the states.
I've learnt to be more independent in terms of technology stuff and whatnot!
('cos i can no longer go, "Ge...pleaseeeee", anymore)
=)
Anyways, just got myself a new phone.
Samsung Preston. =)
(Finally! No more 'disappearing' calls and texts).
New phone. New 'discoveries'. New affirmations in life. =)
(But same old boyfriend. Sighh. Heh! I'm kidding!)
with the sun shining brightly.
A feeling..an indescribable feeling..engulfed me.
That happiness. The wide smile that plastered my face.
(The passers-by must have thought I've lost it).
I wanted so much to break into a run.
And I did.
Just like that..I ran.
Out of happiness..out of silly joy..
listening to the music of Timmy Thomas.
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I didn't believe in destiny.
But I do now.
I have to.
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The simplicity. The untainted innocence.
Even the occasional cursing. The incessant blowing of horns..insistent vendors.
The sweltering heat.
That Hosseini Khaled moment.
Everything.
I'm not whining. Neither am I over-dramatising.
I truly feel lost.
I feel displaced being in Singapore again.
Never have I ever felt so deeply for any place.
Not even for Singapore.
(It's not that I do not appreciate Singapore and everything it's given me.
I do, and am thankful for that.
But it's just that..i've never felt truly at home).
Yet now this trip has shown me that Vietnam is more than just a country.
More than just a tourist attraction.
It is the one place where I truly feel alive and belonged.
I left my heart in Vietnam..
and one day, I'll be going back for good.
(I thought this trip would be a catharsis of sorts for me..to purge out those thoughts and feelings in me.
Yet it has only served to further reaffirm everything).
"Funny, isn't it. Singapore, my homeland..feels so much lesser like home than Vietnam does".
- Mood:
indescribable
This will be my last reply to u, and I hope this provides a closure for u.
U know, ur comments no longer hurt me, instead they just make me feel for u more and more. You are always comparing ur own life to mine. Why do tt? You're the one who'll be hurt the most at the end of the day.
Since the first comment you've made, I've gone from feeling so hurt over your comments tt i'd cry, to anger, to acceptance (that u'll always be posting such comments), to indifference, and eventually to a realisation - tt maybe trying to sadden/hurt me makes u feel marginally better about urself. But u know, u don't have to do this.
Everyone's blessed in different ways. We should count our blessings and be contented instead of always comparing and yearning for something else. My life isn't all that happy and perfect too, but I guess what's important is that we find peace with ourselves and our lives.
I'm no where near perfect, that too, I know. I have made many mistakes in the past as well. I'm truly sorry if my actions/words have hurt u. It's no excuse for my mistakes, but humans do err. For that, i'm really sorry.
But anonymous, don't keep urself trapped in the past. Learn to let go of the past, and start treasuring the wonderful life u have now or will have in the future. Because time waits for no man. While u are still trapped in the past, people have moved on. Ultimately u'll only feel cheated tt u're left behind. Don't let that happen to you.
Love yourself for who u are and what you have, yes? I sincerely wish tt u'll be able to find ur own happiness (be it boyfriend/ peace of mind, etc) one day. =)
Ps: I'm not gg to reply to ur comments or bother about them anymore, allright? I'll just delete them. Not because of anything, but only because i don't think there's a need to reply anymore. You should stop visiting my blog too if it upsets u. I really think it's for the better. =)
Take care, anonymous.
Meiji Milk Chocolate.
Willingly sacrificing for the other person's happiness.
Feeling that nothing is ever enough.
Being able to forgive each other easily.
Not bearing grudges.
Being able to tell the other person everything without feeling awkward or the need to hide anything.
Finding each other's little pettiness and silliness adorable.
Letting the other person take ur seat at MJ despite really wanting to play MJ urself.
Thank u, silly. =)
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Went to attend a dinner function at which my mother and her singing group performed.
I must say I'm really proud of my mum - she sang wonderfully, and with much confidence (as usual) too. =)
My dad and I, on the other hand, were simply the videoman and cameraman respectively. =)
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"...They can’t make any decisions, because they don’t know what they want, and they don’t know what they want because they don’t know who they are, and they don’t know who they are because they’re allowed to be anyone they want. Unlike our parents and people from their generation, who we are and what we do is up to us, unbound to existing communities, families and class structures that offer leisure and self-determination to just a few.
Boomer and post-boom parents with more money and autonomy than their predecessors has resulted in benignly self-indulgent children who were sold on their own uniqueness, place in the world and right to fulfillment in a way no previous generation has felt entitled to, and an increasingly entrepreneurial, self-driven creation myth based on personal branding, social networking and untethered lifestyle spending is now responsible for our identities.
Attempts to manage the Quarterlife Crisis might be as banal as drinking a lot, doing a bunch of drugs, sleeping with idiots and myriad other kinds of self-flagellation, but broader attempts are made to find some sense of purpose..."
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Pretty interesting an article, no? =)
Who says preparing for the exams is necessarily dreary? =)
This must be one of the best exams i've ever had. Or maybe the worst. Haha.
Either way, I'm happy, and confident about the 27th, 29th and 2nd. =)
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Happy Birthday to the most important guy in my life.
Happy Birthday, Dad. =)
I love you.
