I'm so sleepy and tired. I need some time away from the things and people I know to just rest, recharge and get in touch with myself again. Because its so easy for me to lose myself during hectic times.

I can't help feeling like something inside of me has changed. There seems to be something different about me nowadays. And I don't like it, whatever it is. I feel like one of those characters in the Animorph series, where evil slugs crawl in through their ears and take over their whole lives.

Everything is boiling underneath like a volcano waiting to erupt, its lava slowly boiling to a full bubbling, eventually leading to an unstoppable, irreversible explosion, with hot, molten lava burning everything and killing any living creature in sight.

For some good, honest truth in this world. Yet we can't have that all the time. The truth always has to be tempered with lies. Why?

I'm missing 4C more than ever. Annoying as the boys may have been, playing soccer in the classroom and throwing dirty jokes around and all the constant teasing. From Stephanie's "Yeah boy" to Teng Lui's constant, unwavering smiles, to Wileen's hardworking-ness, to SockLing's high pitched voice, to Jonathan and Bernard Teo's quarrelling... I feel as if I've known them all my life. And I miss sitting next to Dari, much more than I ever knew I would.

Once some things are lost.. there is no way you can ever get them back.

Sometimes even I get tired of life. I'm usually filled with boundless optimism, but I get tired too. And I'm so very tired now.

Teach me how not to care, to have a heart of stone, an unseeing eye, an unthinking brain.

Today I discovered that Eileen and Xinhui are both members of Soompi! This is so good, now I finally can talk to people about the latest Korean dramas and movies! And fight over HyunBin, Daniel Henney with somebody. Haha. Thank goodness none of them know about Minwoo yet. ^^ I want to watch Goong! It sounds good. Except the male lead character somewhat resembles CJW's stepbrother in StH. But many people seem to think he's hot. The Goong guy, that is. Wanna watch A Season for Love too! But Eileen refuses because its a sad story. I can't understand why! I love watching sad stories and then bawling my eyes out. It's a stress reliever. Maybe I'll just get the VCD when it comes out.

Today's Econs test was somewhat killer. I wasn't prepared for questions on Interest Rate to come out at all. Couldn't answer certain questions. I doubt I'll pass. Jeez. I somehow feel as if I've got a lot of expectations to live up to. Miss Jeeva seems to think I'm alright at Econs, which I really am not. And I think she thinks I'm very hardworking, which I really am not! So I really don't want to fail any tests and disappoint her and my parents. Most importantly, I don't want to disappoint myself.

Did you guys realise its exactly 20 days left to the block tests? I've got to come up with a study timetable soon. Everybody's working so hard, which is good.

Emma: I just realised the abbrievation for your guy is RNI. Which kind of cracked me up because it reminded me of RPI and CPI. Hahaha. RNI: Retail Numerical Index... or Really Neat Insect. Or something. Okay, I'm going crazy.

Having crushes relieve the austerity of school life. Even if they are silly and meaningless, at least for me they are. I don't know about Emma & Zhiying. Haha. From Parsley to RNI to RN to George... these people spice my life up, even if they don't know that.

Alright. Guess its time to hit the sack. I'm wearing my Pioneer PE t-shirt, and I feel strangely comfortable and at home. Been ages since I last wore it.

Just heard a song by Ah Du which sounded rather nice. Haha. I remember how caught up I was with his first song... Can't remember what it is now though.

I can't decide where to study. If I study at home, I'll be so distracted, but its so much easier. If I study outside, where do I study?? Gaah.

Sweet November kind of sucked. It was so disappointing, even the ending. There weren't any real emotions involved. The words were at times poetic, but they rang hollow. And Charlize Theron looks really scary sometimes. Her face can become all mottled up and blotchy at will. Keanu Reeves was okay I guess. His acting wasn't that bad, but it wasn't exactly fantastic either. The way he speaks is very stilted. I did like one quote from the movie though... "If you leave now, everything we had will be perfect, forever."

Yesterday, I was watching the news on the former DPM's state funeral, and they were showing the ministers giving their speeches. Somehow... it just seemed like any old day when they give their national speeches. Except for MM Lee, nobody seemed to have much emotion about his passing. I'm not expecting them to break down and cry. But I just thought an eulogy should be something from the heart, not written out and read off like it was a speech for Parliament. Everything about us is always so cold, so efficient. Sometimes, it feels as if I'm living in a metallic dome. It's always controlled and cool inside this dome.

Okay, enough of my ruminations. I need to get down to studying.

"Photograph"

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if It's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it

So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me

I can't believe I haven't heard this song till yesterday. Its so nostalgic and nice!

I have a feeling my vocabulary is deteriorating.

Of late, I've been rather mean, and I would conveniently pass it off as PMS, but honestly, I don't think its PMS. Maybe I'm just tired, or maybe I'm just turning into some old, grumpy, tired hag. Its kind of scary actually.

"The courage of shutting up, in spite of artillery!" A quote from Sylvia Plath's poem, "The Courage of Shutting Up". Sometimes, to keep silent in the face of all the verbal attacks some people throw you is the best defense. Mmm.

I just typed out a whole paragraph about a certain someone, but I deleted it. Aigoo.

I am convinced that Jungle Boy and I somehow share a thread of fate!! I was walking past this particular room today with Emmalyn, then I backtracked a little, saying "Eh, I think I saw him." But it turned out not to be Jungle Boy. So we continued walking when he came out of that particular room!!! Ah! I nearly vomitted on the spot. Haha. I don't know why, I just felt like vomitting. Emmalyn said her heart stopped beating. That was kind of funny. Puahahaha.

I really think my temper is regressing, transforming back into the days of Sec 1. I need to meditate and find back my old calm. Not that I had an extremely good temper to begin with, but I was quite alright I think. I feel like Dr. Jekyll.

My left leg is suffering from some sort of pain down the side of it, near the ankle. I hope it gets well soon, argh.

I have got to start studying hard already. It suddenly dawned on me that I'm going to take my A's in about 8 months. I mean, this is THE year. I still don't really feel like I'm eighteen, like I'm going to take what could be the most major examination in my life, like I'm going to leave a life of uniforms behind soon. I am just living day to day, trying to steal a few winks of sleep in between lessons, trying not to be grumpy, trying to try my best during trainings...

All I want is for some constancy in my life, but not monotone. All I want is for inspiration and motivation to get through this year.

Haha, that popular song by Ashlee Simpson. She honestly cannot sing! But her songs are all pretty catchy. Mmm.

I can't seem to find anything to blog about nowadays.

Anyway, we had a friendly against YJC yesterday. I got to play and I think I performed better than during the SRJC match. Sometimes I feel like giving up and just not trying anymore to get into the team, because as Emmalyn and Zhiying have said, even if one gets into the team, one might not get to play. And I realise that it would be virtually impossible to get into the team if school team J1s come in after first 3 months. But... I don't want to give up just like that, without a fight. So even if I don't get into the team during the selections, at least I'll know I tried my best and put in my everything. And that I'd have improved, and no regrets.

A couple of us played the "Concentration" game during CT today. Dahniela, Karen and myself had to do forfeits cos we screwed up three times. Dah had to gallop, like in Kim SamSoon, while Karen had to pretend she was the God of Fortune, and I had to do a Swan Lake-esque performance. It was hilarious! Haven't done anything so stupid since secondary school. Sigh. Those were the days.

I feel as if I've got to do something to change my life. I'm falling into a cycle of monotone.

Hola~

Does anyone know what language the above greeting is in? Hmm.

I'm so tired. Although I've been sleeping for about 7 hours everyday, I'm still getting dark shadows under my eyes. And I hate them! The one thing I hate more than having my period or pimples are shadows beneath my eyes. Gaah.

School's been a lot more bearable lately, because of the funny things which occur every now and then. For example, today while in the library with Eileen and Vinny, we saw two guys lying face-up on the eloganated black seat behind the computer terminals, and one of them was snoring so loudly! It was hilarious, and the librarian seemed oblivious to the two sleeping beauties, because she walked right past them without saying anything. Then as Emmalyn and I were walking down the steps, the wind lifted our skirts up, and I didn't even realise it till a few seconds later. Good thing I was wearing shorts, haha. Its things that like that really brighten up the day sometimes. Adolescence can be such a lovely thing sometimes.

I realise that I ought not to chatter on and on about Tarzan, King of the Jungle, because word might get around that I fancy him (which I don't, honest) and then he might hear of it, and then I would die, really. If only I could be all nonchalant and dispassionate about things like that. It'd be better, really.

Sometimes some people really get onto my nerves with their thoughtless and insensitive actions. I'm not the most sensitive and caring person in the world, but there are certain ways the world operates in that you just have to accept. If you're not happy or cranky, the best thing to do would be to just keep silent sometimes. Because not-so-nice thoughts tend to be going through our heads when we're in a bad mood, and if you don't learn to keep to yourself for the period of time you're unhappy, you might just regret it when something mean spills out of your mouth and there is nothing you can do to take your words back.

I still remember something Emmalyn said sometime ago, and I think it really makes sense.

"Conform on the outside, but don't conform on the inside."

Wise words huh? It's quite a good motto to live by, lol. You can't really "be yourself" 100% in this world. Because if a lot of us were to be our true selves, there would be a lot of conflict. Sometimes you've just got to put on a smile and grin it through, even if what you're feeling is the total opposite. There's no point showing your true colours all the time and messing up your relationships with people.

Okay. I need to get on with my work. Have a good evening ahead, everyone. :)

Hey there. I realised that I haven't written anything for Encore in a long, long time. So much so that when I try and start writing, I really can't think of anything to write. :(

Mr. Jeow bought his wife a Cartier watch for Valentine's Day! I'm so impressed. And I want to see Ethan!

Oh, Dae Jang Geum is coming to Channel U in March! For those who haven't caught it, DO WATCH IT! It's so awesome. I am going to rewatch it! Muahaha.

Have you ever heard a song and random images suddenly flash into your head? You've never seen those images before, yet somehow they keep appearing in your head as you listen to the song. And they stay there, floating in your mind, and you just feel as if you have to write everything down and immortalize it on paper, lest you forget those images, forget your emotions at that point in time. I was listening to one of the songs from Autumn in my Heart. It's called "Romance" and I keep having the image of a greenhouse in black and white, with a Chinese girl in a ponytail looking at someone. She's standing in such a way so that I can see her side profile, and her head is slightly turned to the side and inclined upwards, and her eyes are challenging, a little accusing. The girl is not incredibly beautiful; in fact, she is quite plain-looking, but there is a strength in her character that captivates the person she is looking at. And the person is a boy. But in my mind, I can only see this girl, this one side of the situation.

Strange, isn't it? This image has been stuck in my head ever since yesterday night.

Have you ever met someone who intrigues you so much, you just feel as if you have to get to know that person?

I realised that I've always been attracted to the brooding loner type. I'm just drawn to the quiet, alone types. Not to say that they don't have friends, but it's just that they prefer hanging out by themselves. Which is strange, since I am not brooding nor prone to hanging out by myself.

He attracts/intrigues me. Not in the "OMG HE IS SO EFFING HOT!" way, although I do declare that once in awhile, but he attracts/intrigues me in that sort of thoughtful way. Okay, I sense that I'm talking crap here, and just about anyone can read this blog, so I'll shut up about him for now.

I rather like the Shopaholic book by Sophie Kinsella. Read the first book of the series. I think I shall get the second book from Eileen before she returns it! And something utterly ridiculous happened today. I was in the toilet with the book, intending to poo and read at the same time (which is completely normal, isn't it?) when three loose pages from the book fell out and INTO THE TOILET BOWL!! I was gasping and suffered from shock for about two seconds, before pulling the pages out. Good thing there wasn't any shit or pee inside. Ugh. Stupid things like these always happen to me. So... don't borrow the first Shopaholic book from our school's library if you can help it guys. If you do, don't touch pages 9 and 10. I can't remember which other page I dropped..

I feel terribly bored. I'm thinking of forcing my brother to buy some chips for me, then sit down and watch Sense & Sensibility.

I don't know what else to say.

Hello. So today is THE day. The day where its detractors condemn it to be a commercialized "holiday", where lonely singles say that Valentine's Day is a day to celebrate friendships and where the price of flowers get jacked up sky-high.

I got lots of sweet little gifts from my classmates, basketball mates and friends. And all I gave them were stupid chocolate hearts that tasted like crap. I feel so guilty and I know its the thought that counts, but I really should buy better presents next time.

The past two days; yesterday and today that is, made me learn a lot about the people around me, and made me reflect upon my reactions to their actions. And I realised that sometimes, one just needs to let go of trivial matters, because they really aren't worth me worrying over them. I think I'm kind of immature in this aspect. One thing I need to do is care less. Hmm.

Sometimes, I'm really unhappy with what people do, but I've learnt to keep it to myself. After all, ignorance is bliss. Where before, I'd immediately snap out at the person to make he/she realise that what they are doing is quite insensitive and selfish, now, I just wait for that moment to pass, and hold back my frustration. Slowly, slowly I'll learn to ignore such things and not care. I would like not to have a temper at times, and to be impervious to all these things.

And I also realised that there are generally three types of people you will come across in your life.

1. True bosom friends whom you will forge real friendships with, and these bonds will last a lifetime.

2. Friends whom will last the course of your school life.

3. Numskulls whom you only have a superficial acquaintance with, and behave so friendly and nice to you, but who couldn't really care if you're dead or alive.

I'm sorry, I just had to throw the last point in, and use the word "numskull", because I like that word. Haha. Believe me, I've seen my fair share of such people. There are quite a handful littered around the grounds of my school. I really cannot fathom how their minds work.

Sometimes, I wish I had a character such as SYJ's in Summer Scent. Sweet, kind and you will never hear an unkind word from her mouth. I just feel so mean and ugly inside sometimes. Such people just seem so virtuous and they really have a beauty that goes beyond the surface. It's as if the very purity of their hearts shine through.

That aside, Mark is a very nice guy! Haha. I just felt I had to say that. I have to salute him for his generosity of heart. :)

Something happened just now, which kind of broke my heart. Not because it hurt me, but my heart broke for the party concerned. I don't know the situation so I cannot comment. But from what I can see, it seems as if he loves you very much. So why do you keep pushing him away?

I kind of lost my drive last week. Tomorrow, I shall get it back. Or tonight. Full steam ahead!!

Annyong~ Today was my Gong Gong's death anniversary, so we went to my paternal grandma's house for lunch + offering of joss-sticks. I love going to my grandma's house for lunch, because the food she prepares is always very traditional. Like a whole roast chicken, its skin glistening with oil, or three-layer pork, which my mom hardly ever makes, because it is very unhealthy. Apart from the fact that such dishes are really really yummy, whenever I eat them, I feel as if I am back in the past, with my ancestors, sitting at an open-air roadside stall, with one of my legs propped up, and just enjoying food which were considered luxuries back then. It's like taking a bite of your heritage.

That aside, I finished one part of my present for my secret pal! Its really pretty, hehehe. I hope she likes it! Have yet to buy her present though, as well as presents for my friends. Aish.

I want to watch a romance flick in a theatre, go to HarborFront Centre and Sentosa, go to the zoo, or to some quiet, serene beach and snorkel. Not that I know how to, and I don't particularly love sea creatures.

The other day during Lit, we were given this worksheet, whereby one of the questions were, "10 things you would do if you became wealthy." My first choice was to go travelling around the world, to romantic countries like England, Rome, Paris, Italy... I hate sitting aeroplanes, because I always feel sick, but apart from that, I'd love to go to those places. I've been to London once, and it was so awesome, it still is my number one spot to go for a holiday. I want to walk along uneven, cobbled streets, with rows of quaint, tiny shophouse on either side of me, wearing a pretty overcoat, a nice hat, long slacks, and a scarf around my neck, with the wind blowing in my hair. I want to peer into one of the shophouses and find sweet little trinkets and buy them because I feel like it, or sit down at a teashop, with a dainty white cup of Twinings' Earl Grey tea before me, and a plate of delicious, tiny pastries next to it. And then I'll take out a notebook and a pen, and begin to write my novels, and as I do that, I will observe the people around me, and they will be my inspiration for my stories. Or go to Hyde Park and take a long stroll between the many manicured lawns, all by myself, enjoying the riot of colours that the flowers show off when they blossom, breathing in the fresh, brisk air. Or maybe I'd rent a carriage with a horse, and it will canter down the lane slowly, and I will feel as if I'm like one of the female characters in Jane Austen's novels.

Hello there. Emmalyn left my house a little while ago. We were busy baking the cookies for the Vday bazaar. Ugh ugh ugh. I am quite sure I shall never touch a chocolate chip cookie again for a month. Towards the end of our baking, I couldn't even bear to look at the cookies, and their very smell made me want to puke. Its that bad. Spent about 11 hours baking almost non-stop. Ridiculous man. I wonder if we can make it into the Guiness Book of World Records. But at least its over. I hope I don't dream of cookies tonight!

Got to do the present for my secret pal tomorrow, as well as buy presents for my friends! And I still have to go to my grandma's house. Sigh. I don't know what to buy for my friends. Phwoaar.

I want to eat something very salty... The sweetness of the cookies still seem to be stuck on my tongue and inside my throat.French fries/potato chips/nuggets would be good.

Annyong~ I always enjoy reading Karen chingoo's blog, and after I do so, I'd feel like blogging. Haha.

Today was our friendly match against Jurong Sec. We won by a small margin: 33-29. Nevertheless, I'm quite happy for the team. Because our win proves that what they said was wrong. Maybe some of our players lack experience, but that doesn't mean we're going to let you score so easily. Today's match made me realise that I really have to work extra hard and do a lot of self-training if I want to play in A-divisions. I really don't want to be a benchwarmer and watch them play. I mean, I like cheering my teammates on and everything, and seeing them score. But I want to be in the thick of the action for at least a good part of the game. So I need to prove to jiaolian that I'm worthy of being in the team. Argh, I don't think I've ever wanted anything so much. Except maybe when we were auditioning for a spot in the team to participate in dance competitions back in secondary school. It'd be good to get some of my old drive back. I think I lost it along the way in secondary school, because I sure wasn't this way in primary school.

I'll be so busy for the rest of this week. There's training tomorrow, which I am actually looking forward to, because of my newfound determination and everything. I just hope it lasts. Then on Friday and maybe Saturday, I'll be helping to bake cookies for the Valentine's Day booth. I hope I don't eat half of what we bake, lol.

I'm turning into an oddball. I keep holding conversations with myself in my head, while talking to people. It's like, I can be having a normal conversation with someone, but at the same time, I'm having like side comments about the person/conversation in my head. It's like a commentator at the match. I guess I've always been like that, but lately it seems to be getting more frequent. I'm really afraid I'll turn into a schizophrenic. Yikes.

It's getting late, so I'll be stopping my entry here. I just want to add a last thought: Confidence in yourself can sometimes be the key to liberating yourself and doing better. All you have to do is believe in yourself and your abilities. Don't ever undermine your own capabilities! :)

Moe has a new fanfic! Its entitled "The Summer House". So far, I've only read 2 chapters, but I really like them! Am loving the title as well. :)

I was reading the newspaper just now, and I think the whole cartoon thing about the Muslim Prophet is just plain ridiculous. Can you imagine, all of these riots and chaos, and the loss of three lives, just because of a couple of cartoons? In my opinion, the printing of these cartoons were completely unwarranted. If the Danish press had considered the consequences a little bit more and been more sensitive to other people's feelings, all of these would not have happened. No doubt, the press may have the freedom of expression, but as the Muslims have said, it does not give the Danish press any right to publish such cartoons. Especially now with the whole Muslim issue being so sensitive, and the balance of peace is so fragile. They are being purposefully ignorant if they were to say they never meant for such chaos to occur. Argh. I just think its such a waste, you know. Now, even the innocent Danish businesses have been affected by this. It could really destroy the Denmark economy, with all the boycotting. I think this really highlights the fact that you should always think before you talk. And when you make a mistake, just admit it, and all this trouble would not escalate to such violence. Us humans, and our foolish pride. It can really kill us sometimes.

Today I was a little strange and amnesic. I took out my jacket to bring to school, and left it near/on my bag. But in the end, I left my house without my sweater. Oh, and yesterday evening, when Zying and I were at 7-Eleven, I bought some food and left my water bottle at the counter. Aish. Good thing Yizhen found it. Then I wanted to order dumpling soup today, but instead, I told the man I wanted dumpling noodles, and only realised I ordered wrongly when he gave me my food. Sigh. And the funniest thing today, haha.

Eileen, "Vinny" and myself were in the school library, and it was very quiet because there weren't anyone in our area of the library. Then this group of J1 boys came in and sat a little distance away from us. After awhile, this Deyi boy came to join them, and while walking towards his friends, he went "Lalala" in a very loud voice. He was obviously doing it on purpose. We glared at him for awhile and he shut up, but like one second later, he went back to his "Lalala"-ing. And then I snapped at him, in a very indignant voice, "Shut up lah!"

I felt kinda bad after that. Lol.

James Blunt is quite handsome. He looks like a more normal version of Josh Groban. And his voice is quite unique. I like Goodbye My Lover... I think you have to sort of develop a liking for it, its not the type of song that arrests you immediately.

Okay, nothing much to blog about now. I'm counting down to the days when I will be free of all this studying, and I can go to Korea and kiss my Song Seungheon.

I feel so wasted today. Woke up at around 10am, watched Shades of Truth on Channel 55... Dimple guy is so cute! Aigoo!! After which, I went to shower, ate lunch, read a little bit of my European history notes, then I couldn't take it anymore, and went into my room to sleep for another 2 hours. Ridiculous. I woke up at 3.45pm, and I wrote a few words for the lecture questions, then plonked myself here.

Mr. Jeow got a tattoo on his bicep with the letters "EJ" in a swirly font, and some fish-like shape around the letters. EJ happens to be his son's name- Ethan Jeow. Teeheehee. Ethan is very cute! And he looks very smart too. Hope we get to see Ethan soon! Babies/kids are so cute. I really want one, or two, or three... Hahaha. Can you imagine, if you raise your kid really well, he/she grows up to be someone filial, caring and contributes to society, it would really be the greatest achievement I could ever have. Or the kid might turn out to be a bad egg, but I think I would love him/her nevertheless. So that's why you have to save some money and make plans for yourself as you're growing old. It's like a backup plan, for when your kids ruthlessly abandon you.

I want to go Korea and visit all the places they filmed Summer Scent in. I love all the flowers, the greenery, the fresh scents I imagine must be there...

I just realised we haven't gotten back our PC assignments, the one where we had to choose to critique an ode or different forms of poems. I really want to see how I did for that. Shall ask Mrs Gan on Monday.

Alright, I gotta get back to my work, or I shall never finish it.

Listening to Queen of my Heart by Westlife. I love this song by them. It brings back so many beautiful memories. I remember how this was Bel and my "ear-worm" back then in Sec 2. Whenever we walked to the Esso bus-stop, I'd take out my music file, which had the lyrics to this song pasted on the back, and sing it together. She always said our voices could harmonize. Haha, we used to sing "Yesterday" by The Beatles all the time.

I miss that girl. Even though she loves to scold people and animalize them (e.g: "That guy looks like an anteater!")... she's such a great friend. Loyal, caring and just a really, really great girl. I haven't seen her in so long. I really hope she's a friend I can keep for life.

Yesterday was Dad's birthday. Happy birthday, Appa! :)

So tired. Went to the gym today after my lessons ended. Did some weights for my legs, which brings me to my next point. My calves are getting so big! Aish. I want slim legs, not muscle-filled ones. T__T But my legs have been rather big since I was primary school, as a result of crossing my legs when I was young. Hmm.

Sean Paul's accent is so cute. He sounds Indian. Hahaha. His voice seems to suit Snoop Dogg's face.

Valentine's Day is coming! I remember Vday in 2004. Everyone was giving everyone sweets and chocolates. It was so nice! Found out from Eileen today that Raffles Florist at Junction 8 sells Calla lilies! Karen chingoo, did you hear that? Haha! But she says they are really expensive. Flowers are so pretty and sometimes expensive, yet they wither and die so fast. Imagine, you pay like a few dollars for a single stalk of flower, which's beauty is so temporal. Soon it'll wither away and die. But I guess for that moment of beauty you find in that flower... its worth it.

Don't know what else to blog about. I'm going off to dinner now. Annyong!