Wednesday, November 11, 2009

It really annoys me

how people constantly criticize me. You know what? Fuck you. Fuck you and your standards. I wasn’t born to live up to your standards. I was brought here to live my life for myself, to live my life to the best of my ability. I was born to fight for myself and stand tall. I was taught to give as much as I get, and to love as much as I’m loved. Do you have a problem with that?

And it sickens me when these people are my friends. You claim that you care about me. When you truly care for someone, you don't look for faults. You don't look for answers. You don't look for mistakes. Instead, you fight the mistakes. You accept the faults and you overlook excuses. The measure of love is when you love without measure. So don't give me bullshit like that; you're just ashamed of me. If you are really that ashamed to be my friend, why don't you just cut off ties with me, instead of constantly criticizing me, hm? Won't it be much easier?

Oh, and seriously, why the fuck would I fabricate my childhood? I have better things to do, instead of coming up with lies about my childhood to lull people into sympathizing with me. -_- Don't be stupid.

I'm very annoyed pffft nevermind. I'm fucking pissed, seriously.

Victor Victoria + Fish Spa

Had a terrible headache yesterday, barely survived throughout the day. :( Anyway, met Junhao at 5.30pm yesterday, had dinner at Pastamania. And he sent me to City Hall, hehe. :B Had to plead with him before he promised to accompany me. :p

So, met the rest at Esplanade! There was an extra ticket, so Justin called Yuan Kai along. And Ms Nah passed me the photocopy of my SA2 compo! Woohoo.

Pictures taken during the 20-minute intermission:




And pictures taken after the musical! :)





Took the train back to Tampines, and had supper at Macs with Raina, Szehui and Yuankai. I left at 12.40am, and reached home before 1am. To my utter surprise, my dad wasn't pissed. :O Expected him to question why it took me 2 hours (from 11pm to 1am) to reach home! But he didn't. Awww.

Anyway, I didn't feel sleepy so I only slept at 5am. Had a lot of difficulty waking up at 11am to meet Alicia. In the end, she came to my house at like... 1pm. x) She was fascinated with my beads collection, and ended up fashioning a bracelet together.





Left my house after that, and walked around looking for the fish spa center. :o Ended up walking one big round. -__- Found it anyway, paid $8 for 20 minutes, and...

IT.WAS.SO.TICKLISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We were giggling and splashing water all around the area. :B When you put your foot in, all the fishes immediately run to your foot and starts to nibble and there are like at least 50 fishes sucking on your foot.... VERY TICKLISH. Took us a few more dips in the water before we got used to the ticklish sensation. Felt pretty shiok after a while. :B




"Om nom nom tastyyyy"





20 minutes up,

The assistant helping us to wash our feet. Felt like such a queen. :x

Went to Pizza Hut to eat....



After filling ourselves up, went back to my house because Alicia wants to do more bracelets (she's OBSESSED).




Then she left at around 6...

And now I am blogging. :B
Oh yeah, this post is filled with Alicia's face. Her fault, always ask me to take pictures of her, but never take for me. :o Thanks ah, Alicia! :p

Woo bye. ;) Tomorrow, Huishan's staying over for the night and then we're heading off to Pulau Ubin on Fri. I might just collapse of exhaustion on Fri night. Oh, and I'm going to the clinic later for an injection. -_- Because I'm going overseas, and need protection against H1N1. Wtf hahaha so lame!!

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

3.38pm

Juexin and Jolene came to my house, with food + peach tea in tow. But they didn't buy any thing for me, leaving me to die of hunger :(:(:(

Anyway, I'm leaving soon. I'm going to watch Victor Victoria with several pupils from Literature class. :B Going to have dinner with Junhao first.

There's a dull pain throbbing in my head. :( I want to take a nap, but I'm afraid I'll oversleep. Oh, plus I've showered already, don't want to mess up my hair. Although the bed hair is quite in right now HAHAHAHA. Ok whatever.

My birthday's coming up, and to ease your agony in deciding what to buy for me, here's a list:

1. Treat me to chocolate fondue at Häagen-Dazs. If you are too poor to afford the $49.90 chocolate fondue there, you can also bring me to Swensens, which only costs $20.90 ;)

2. MIX TAPE. Okay, I don't have a cassette player. MIX CD. Haha! (Just fucking Google it if you don't know what it is)

3. Novels. Most preferably about love/life/family/friendship/growing up. No horror/gore/fantasy/sci-fic.

4. Bags! I love bags. Roomy, big bags. I like hobo bags! Preferably in leather. Not patent or shiny or glossy surface. My favourite colours: black/dark brown/navy. I also like tote bags, preferably in canvas. Any colours! As long as it's not ugly.


5. Shoes! I love shoes. HAHA. No heels please, I walk like a psychotic duck in them. I prefer ballet flats. I'm a size 38. :p

6. Shirts. I'm a shirt-jeans person. I'm more of a hoodie-jeans person, but Singapore is too hot. I'll melt and turn into a gooey puddle of misery on some pavement. :( But you can still buy for me hoodies hehe. I'm a size S.

(As long as the t-shirt has owls on it, or a fancy quote, or a funny line, or a beautiful picture, you can never fail. I prefer my shirt to be white/grey/beige. Oh, and no tight shirts please. I like my tees big and oversized.)

6. Just write me a letter. Filled with details of how much I've enriched your life, brightened your days and bring sunshine to your dull life. HAHA, OK, I'M JUST KIDDING. You can write anything but no negative comments please, it's my birthday. :O

Ok, I'm done. HAHAHA. Wow, a birthday list done up a month plus before the actual birthday. -__- And it's so DETAILED. Bwahahahaha.

Monday, November 9, 2009

I've realized that, at its core, most of the time when people refer to love, that love is rooted in their love for themselves. This can be clarified with a parable. A man walks into a restaurant. The waiter asks him what he would like. He responds that he loves fish. The fish is cooked and then cut up. The man then proceeds to eat the fish. Is this love? Is this the way one treats someone he loves? This man does not love fish. He loves himself, he loves to fill himself with fish.

Although the story sounds kind of silly, it reveals a very important lesson. All of us use the word love. In this story it becomes clear that, more often than not, when we use the word love with respect to others, we actually mean love for ourselves. In other words, we love what that person does for us, the way he or she makes us feel. The bottom line is that we do not really love others, rather, we love ourselves. What we often feel as love for others is actually just an extension of our love for ourselves.

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Pictures.............


My mom.


I'm cutting my hair soon. :B


Xiaopang and Irene.

Okay, I'm tired. Bye. :)

Sunday, November 8, 2009

"Half empty or half full?"

Someone asked me the other day if my glass was half empty or half full. I was going to say it’s empty, but that’s not completely true. My life isn’t void and I have my happy moments, but they usually just seem to disappear, or get worse. So, my glass is cracked, yes, cracked. It gets filled up with happiness and hope, but it always ends up escaping my grasp. It always ends up emptying out. It will never be full, because it’s always leaking. And one day, it will get thrown away, because no one wants a broken glass.