Scattered all around the floor.

So, I think I made my decision?

Then again, maybe it’s the whole idea of love nonsense thing again.

OH DEAR GOD I NEED TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE.

The world’s so wild, but you built your own paradise.

Wow. I am like Aunt Abby this week. Solving people’s problems and cheering them up.

It’s ironic cuz’ I’ve always pictured myself as a very emotionally inept person. I mean, I’m great with knowing when to show emotion and when not to, but dealing with people’s feelings has never been my strong suit. In fact, it was proven in my emergenetics profile I did when i was 16. I am 3% social. I think of people’s feelings the very last when it comes to dealing with problems.

Anyway, I’m glad I have driving tomorrow. I really need the practice. I think I forgot a lot of things already. =/

And…… I have to be very very careful.

Yup. That’s it!

I could really use a wish right now

So. I mentioned about the whole monkey zodiac thing.

And a few days ago, I posted about the idea of love.

And WOW does God work fast.

Well, too fast, too soon. No break.

Two guys from two different countries.

And I think I know my choice. But then again, what do I know?

So now, I’m just all woozy.

And kinda excited about the beginning of a relationship? Although it IS long distance.. urgh.

Take on me

Elaina read the zodiac monkey thing at parkway and told me this year was gonna be a good year. But that we would break a lot of hearts.

Very interesting… Indeed.

The dust has only just begun to fall,

Dear You,

When you cried over the phone, I really wished I was there to hug you. I felt so helpless when you were wailing and all I could do was verbally comfort you from what seemed like the other side of the world.

I was never very good with comforting words, so I really hope you felt a lot better when we hung up.

I know it hurts sometimes. And sometimes, it feels like nobody in the world loves you anymore. And you feel like there’s no one on your side anymore. But you have to understand, you are so loved. No matter what you think, or how others treat you, you have to know how lucky you are.

I know it may not seem like a blessing now, but give it some time. You’ll realise that you are so lucky to have a family like yours. No matter how cruel they seem to be. You’ll also understand how much they love you some day. It’s only when you truly love someone and feel completely comfortable with that person that your worst is brought out. Because you know they’ll still love you at the end of the day no matter how crazy everyone acts.

Whenever you feel upset, try writing a letter telling the people how much hurt you feel. And how much you want to scream and punch things. Then, when you feel better, either make a plane and fly it into the sky (so Jesus can receive your cry for help) or crush it and tear it and let all your anger out.

OR, try screaming really hard into your pillow. It helps. Seriously, it does. More than you think, actually.

Whatever you do, just remember that at the end of the day, you should be the better person (wonder who told me that when I was having problems with a certain guy…) and say sorry first.

I know it’s hard, but someone’s gotta do it, right?

But take it slow. Don’t need to start getting angry again, yeah?

Anyway, know that I love you and that I’ll be here whenever you wanna just talk or when you wanna get something off your chest. :DD

From your extremely good friend who loves you loads,

Stephy.

It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone

I think I’m in love with the idea of being in love. And who can blame me? The propaganda that the TV and movies feed you sure doesn’t help.

Sometimes it’s hard to resist temptation, you know? The first guy that’s remotely nice to you and you immediately think he’s probably THE ONE.

I sure sound like a sap right about now.

But that’s the truth of the matter.

I guess when it comes to love, it’s a risk-it-all or die trying sort of business.

I guess it’s especially hard when you realise that none of the guys around you fit your description of the perfect guy. Or at the very least, a good guy that likes you for who you are.

And when you resort to trying to go online in search of guys, they all either turn out crappy or… crappily horny.

Maybe it’s the whole ‘Valentine’s Day’ spirit still lodged down there somewhere. I don’t know.

All I know is, some people are really lucky they found someone special, and yet, they don’t treat it as well as they should.

Horrible, horrible feeling.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn.

Yeah. I should stop playing pool. For my own sanity.

Seriously.

Don’t tell me not to fly, I’ve simply got to.

So, I think I’m pretty racist.

Yeah. That’s not very good right.

Okay. So let’s start from the beginning, shall we?

So, I’m unemployed. And I bum around at home when I’m not tutoring or terrorising the streets of Singapore.

I play pool when I’m bored. It’s actually pretty fun, relaxing, plus I get to chat with people I don’t know, and sometimes I get to make stuff up about myself so that’s always great.

And well, a lot of Indians like to play pool too, apparently.

Which is great and all, but they like to talk to me. Which can get annoying.

And I mean, I just clam up when they tell me they’re Indian. So, you know, I’m officially racist.

But you know what? Everyone’s a little bit racist. Some people can’t stand Jews, some can’t stand the Irish.

So I’m not exactly ‘hot’ for Indians. Well, it’s a preference.

Doesn’t make me a bad person.

Does it?

HAHA. Oh, the things you blog about when you’re bored.

Oh right. And a 55-year-old man wanted to KISS ME!!!! YUCKSSS

On the day that you were born, the angels got together.

I’m getting better at driving. I can turn and move on my own without much help. Only a bit of help here and there when I start freaking out and forget to hit the clutch.

And I can park (albeit, only on the curbs.)

I really can’t wait to drive on my own. It’s so cool! =D

Currently, I’m being all nostalgic. I downloaded the Carpenters. Such classics.

I figured that while I do enjoy mainstream music, I really do prefer the classics. Plus, there’re so many new songs nowadays, it’s so hard to keep up. And, oldies rock. You gotta admit it.

So, I’m going to get my hair done for fun. Cuz’ I am that bored. And since I haven’t really been spending money on myself (besides the cash used for driving and you-know-what) I decided that I needed this little treat.

Tomorrow, I wanna go shopping and buy stuff.

I do enjoy being unemployed. It has its perks. =))

Yesterday once more

When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs

When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile
Those were such happy times

And not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so well

Every sha-la-la-la
Every wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing
So fine

When they get to the part
Where he's breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more

Go now, don’t look back.

I would just like to say, for the record, I move on fast.

Which means I was only in love with the idea.

So, that’s awesome, right?

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!

In another life, I would make you stay.

So I guess it’s for the best.


Was fun while it lasted anyway.

And I shall move on from this confusing period and get on with my life!

Yesterday, Tia and I watched Black Swan. I first heard about it from LP who freaked out after she watched the trailer and realised it wasn’t a romance movie. So, here I’m thinking, ‘Oh dear God, why did I agree to this!?!’

So anyway, Tia and I bought the mandatory movie snacks (read: popcorn and soda) and settled down in our seats.

The movie was…… I don’t even know how to describe it. I mean, on one hand, really, bravo, Natalie Portman. Bravo. On the other… WHAT THE EFFING HELL WAS THAT??!!!

Tia and I settled on a movie description, finally. Dark, scary, psycho, and raunchy.

When it wasn’t dark and scary, it was raunchy and SUPER uncomfortable. (Well, it WAS M18 for a reason..)

There were no happy scenes, or mildly pleasing scenes, (and when I say ‘pleasing’, I don’t mean SEXUALLY!!!) and the whole thing was just weird and crazy.

I think the only reason why it got such great reviews was because critics were like, ‘OMG, IT’S SO DARK AND RAUNCHY, ITS GOOD!!!!’

But no. It was just dark. and raunchy.

Okay, so it’s not my kind of movie.. Whose kind of movie IS that, btw?! I would like to know so I can take a mental note of the kind of friends I hang out with.

Okay. MY movie review is done.

It was great hanging out with Tia. Telling all our little secrets and catching up, as always. It’s really fun lah.

And I had my first private tuition yesterday! I am an awesome teacher.

So, I am learning to drive and I hope to pass really soon. Cuz’ you know, it’s awesome and all.

Here we go, unemployment! Feels great, btw.