Saturday, November 21, 2009

From the Heart of this LiL' Girl's...

Many a times, we've all been hurt on the Journey of Love, sometimes we get our hearts dented, sometimes we get our hearts slightly chipped in the corners, yet sometime, our hearts get completely shattered until we decide we can never become whole again, and how we close ourselves up to Love and its opportunities...


I once had my heart completely shattered, for the ASSHOLE in question was constantly up to no good, misbehaving and abusing the trust I had in him by sleeping around, ONS, Flings, u name it, he's done it... Married women, SYT (Sweet Young Things), old women whom were old enough to be his mum, women at brothels, women at sleazy karaoke joints -- You name it, he's done it...

I gave up a degree, gave up the opportunity of a lifetime to travel and see the world, whilst getting paid to serving coffee, tea and hot towels (LOL~), gave up my friends, and was so-close to losing my own family, my sanity and my Life...

For close to 3 years, I put up with his overbearing ways, his nonsensical rants, and how he came begging, crying on his knees for forgiveness, telling me he would change... I forgave him each and every time, for in the heart of mine back then, I hoped deep down he had meant what he has said, but each time, he broke my heart, even more... He did change, but for the worse; Until one day I realised that Leopards never ever would change their spots, not even with the Power of Love!


I then went on a self-destructive train wreck, where I got into a rebound relationship, where I had no feelings for the guy, Brother calls it a "For the Love of Money" relationship, for his family was well-to-do, and he tried so hard in wooing and impressing, so I thought of giving him a chance since my heart was already completely broken and too numbed to feel anything... If he could mend my heart, it would be cool... If he couldn't, at least he won't lie to me; or so I thought...

He lied to me about everything - his job, right down to telling me and BFF how he was in London when he was actually asleep in his highest peak called Bukit Timah (It's flooding now, good riddance!)...
He had forgotten that I am a soccer fan, and I knew the time zones at the back of my hand; plus, I had an extremely wonderful friend in UK, whom confirmed the bullshites he was telling us as "pure bollocks" ...


Talk about Karma indeed! I was treated badly and then in turn, I turned around treating another individual like crap cos I thought I had deserved it after being treated so badly; Only for the person in question to stab me back!
A very bitter lesson learnt!
*Cynic Laughs*



Then after completely healing from the 3 years of horror and then lies thereafter, I met a guy whom defied all logic of what I was looking for in a guy, and then realised after constantly trying that he was far too different, character-wise and mentality, for me to be around and support him through Life...

It just wasn't cool to get drunk every week and then challenging strangers for a fight (He thought he was a knight of the Medieval ages probably! LOL~)... And then asking for money to fund his drinking and smoking habits, for he had loaned all of his savings for a friend whom owed the loanshark's... His friends were his #1 priority and never could I replace that poistion in his heart... I then realised I had fallen into the trap of being someone I would have loathe thoroughly... What a fool I had been!

I was unhappy, miserable, FAT, and in a relationship where I couldn't Love the other party no more for I had been taken for granted... I picked up social smoking out of anger and out of wanting some attention from him, which backfired, cos he didnt't even bothered... And I, whom never ever liked the habit of smoking, had became a slave to the addiction - I had loathed myself, and loathed what I was doing to myself, all in the name of, supposedly, Love...

To think that I even gave up wearing heels, my #1 obsession just for an individual whom wasn't worth it!
(He is vertically-challenged, ie, SHORT, and friends whom know me know how I ♥ my heels and once infamously proclaimed I would never ever sacrifice my heels over a man - The irony of Life! :P )



So then I decided that for the past 5 years, I've had my heart shattered, dented, chipped, broken and had so many missing pieces that I decided to close, lock and bolt the door of Love, for I never ever wanted to be hurt, and I wanted to be strong, not just for myself, but for my family and friends whom geninuely cared and ♥ me...


♥, afterall, to a very jaded being was a fleeting feeling which could have never befall on me, and as long as I had ♥ from family and friends, I would be just as happy as well...


For the past year odd, I have been living and having the time of my Life, juggling a shitty job with studying for a degree at night, meeting up with friends, shopping, eating as much sashimi as I can, successfully quitted the bad habit of being a social smoker and just live Life like the way I had meant for it to be - A huge Party where there were smiles and no frowns... :D

I partied every weekend (what is there for a singleton to do over the weekends anyways?), for I didn't want to mop around at home, and feel sorry for myself... =)
After what I have been through, and having been given a 2nd shot in Life, Life ought to be cheery and in PINK! :P

I bought more shoes than I ever possible have had (Mostly 3-4 inches high! Haha! :P ), and have cheered up more people than I ever had in the past 6 years, loving what I was learning in school, minus lousy lecturers, and just loving Life, its ups and downs!

I have made friendships over the past year, many whom I hope will last, and lost some friendships, especially one whom I had really treasured which lasted for 8.5 years; whom just disappeared like David Blaine's illusions once she was healed from a bad patch in Life... But hey, Life went on and I was still the happy, chirpy me...

=)



Perhaps Fate and Karma has its funny ways of sneaking up on you, like how perhaps I have had cheered so many people up with my limitless energy and goofiness that Someone decided to be nice to me for a change...


He was someone whom I was made the obligatory introductions to, I merely said "Hi" and smiled; and went back to my own friends.

I didn't know how he, in his somewhat-intoxicated state, was rather somehow intrigued, (or maybe its the beers? :P ) and how he noticed what I was doing throughout the night...
It led to him searching for me via FaceBook, adding me as a friend, chatting and later, text-ing and e-mailing each other like he has been someone I've known for decades...

A supper date and a movie date later, I felt a spark which I have never ever felt so intense before in my Life ever began to burn, and it took me by total and complete surprise, for I had always thought it was never ever possible to have such intense feelings for another person in just a matter of days...

I then tried to resist the feelings I was feeling, for I didn't and couldn't allow my heart to be broken once more... We've also had our fair share of insecurities and bad experiences previously to make us feel extremely vunerable and insecure...
How the age gap between us was an issue to him, how his past was something he was trying to overcome, and how I had the task of juggling so much things on my plate, that we both wondered if what we had gotten ourselves into was worth what was at the end of the road?



"Meeting you was Fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in Love with you was beyond my control." (Unknown)


It seems as though for once, my prayers as a child, were finally answered; For despite all our flaws and imperfections, he makes me laugh in ways I have never thought possible, he listens without judging and endures with my random ramblings and kookiness about the world, and about Life in general...


He has sacrificed his sleep and resting hours to send me home safely (SG isn't that huge but it takes awhile to travel from the North to the East ya know? :P ) and talk to me on the phone or online, has made the effort to get to know my friends, to go window shopping with me walking around, for walking to the beach near my house when he could have drove there (HaHa!), to know me and my Life better; and for that, I am ever so grateful... :)


The Future, is an open book, where we are unsure of what might happen and what is in store for US both... But as we embark on this journey of Life together, I hope we'd be able to fill up our remaining chapters we have together with wonderful memories which we would be able to reminisce and have a good laugh about when we grow old (Especially the bits about how we got together pretty unromantically... *Rolls Eyes* ) together...


Hopefully, he is the GlueGun whom I have been waiting for, someone whom heals my heart from all the previous heartaches I've ever experienced, someone who would be able to glue the pieces together, to make me whole, make me complete, and make me feel Loved in ways never imagined possible... =)



"You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly."
~ Sam Keen




To my Dearest GlueGun ,

Thank You for putting up with my overbearing nonsensicals, for never judging me when I go off-tangent and become very random, for wiping my tears when I cry (cos u bullied me! :P ), for holding my hand as you drive... For taking time out and for making the effort to chill-out with my friends...

For the little insignificant things you have done to touch my heart, for making me smile and laugh in ways never imagined before; and for loving me as I am, for accepting my past, my flaws & imperfections, and for loving the way you love me...



"True love begins when nothing is looked for in return."
~ Antoine De Saint-Exupery



Although you've constantly been telling me that you require nothing for as long as I'm happy you'd be happy... I would try my very best to shower you with the that you thoroughly deserve, to help you heal from your unhappy past, to walk with you through Life, to you, your flaws and your mad driving skills (!!!), to take care of you, shower you with care, concern, affection, and TONS of nagging to quit smoking ( I mean it! LaLaLa~ )... :P


But most of all, I ♥ you, for who and what you were, who and what you are now, and what and who you'd become in the future! =)


May we conquer and walk through all obstacles along the way hand-in-hand, GlueGun! :D


Je t'aime Baby! =)








"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.


Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."

~ Captain Corelli's Mandolin. "Love is the beauty of the soul."
~ St. Augustine.




Thursday, November 5, 2009

The Status Update...

It's been a year odd since the last time that particular portion of my Profile details have been left untouched...


Yet a while ago, it has been updated to a "Its Complicated" relationship status... Although to most people it would mean the end of a beginning, both parties involved have a great feeling that this tough and rough start would blossom into something intensely magical... =)


Yes, for the uninitiated, the tiny little spark had became a huge bonfire, engulfing most of the fears and obstacles along the way - He has made me smile, in more ways than anyone has ever ever succeeded in doing, and yet in the same moment, he makes me feel so much warmth and Love than I have ever experienced that I keep asking myself whether someone up there had finally listened to my prayers that I had thought were once-forgotten... So much so that I keep telling myself to rein in the magical sparks, and to have a better grip on the whole situation...


I fear for the unknown, for I had made promises to parents and myself to get over 2010 without having to worry them by getting attached as to them, their lil' girl should fully focus on getting that degree before anything else... But when Love comes full speed crashing like huge waves, a wave after another, how would it be remotely possible to push that Love away and to get on with Life lamenting that what was once around had escaped so unfortunately from one's grips?


I never knew what real Happiness and contentment was until meeting him, getting to know him better, listening to his comforting voice, and having long conversations about the daily mundanes and absolute notingness... Being in his presence on long drives home, and being surrounded by laughter that I need not fake or pretend about...
Finally I could take a break from cheering people up and allow myself the luxury of being teased mercilessly into being all happy and cheered up, yet at the same time, reciprocating the favour by cheering him up in the very next moment... =)


A feeling which I had never ever experienced in my previous failed relationship has been creeping up onto me - Open honesty and communication... I am finally able to communicate on a level which I feel that my views are listened and respected, and how I can finally be completely honest about my past, the present and the future... Its really indescribeable as to the "wow-ness" and how the butterflies in my stomach feeling has taken this Happy lil' Pink Piglet to an extremely delightful place, where I finally can flash that dimply smile of mine across the table, or just next to me, knowing that the feelings felt are mutual and reciprocated.... =)



What is impeding us from taking our relationship to the next step are due to inner issues which we both have, which I would not really wanna share, except that I have trust issues which needs resolving, and as well as finding the opportunity to tell the Parents that their lil' girl is in Love and how it feels awsomefully right this time around... And for them to trust me and Him into working things right...



I am still getting to know him better but my Heart has been taken, truly, madly and deeply... ...



"Romance and all its strategy, Leaves me battling with my pride...
But through the insecurity, Some tenderness survives...
I'm just another writer, Still trapped within my truth;
A hesitant prize fighter, Still trapped within my youth...


I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides..."

~ "Sometimes When We Touch" by Dan Hill.

Friday, October 30, 2009

A Tiny Little Spark...

Everyone who knows me ought to know by now that I am an extreme fanatic of the reality game show, Survivor (The other fave being The Amazing Race); and how I am truly hooked cos of the superbly evil contestant in the FoaFoa tribe called Russell...
He is so devious, scheming and have been showing how Survivor ought to be played out... But maybe, its just clever editing... LOL~


I was suddenly reminded by how creating a fire and keeping the flame would be their most important task of their 39 days within the huge deserted islands that the contestants get marooned on... Cos fire gives them warmth, cooks whatever food they have to fill their stomaches, and in Tribal Councils, Fire represents their Life within the game, so if their flame is snuffed out, it would mean that they have been voted out from their respective tribes and out of the game...


On TV, it looks easy to get a fire going out there in a deserted jungle in the middle of nowhere... But it's tough to do so through rubbing stones or sticks together to create some sort of friction, and then a spark, before a tiny flame that they would have to keep it from being snuffed out... So usually during the first day or second day, they compete in a challenge to win flint to make easier fires...


Using a flint, creating sparks for a fire would be easier, and then getting and keeping the flame would be an easier task for the contestants...


It suddenly made me think of how relationships, is somewhat like the entire fire creation we've seen on Survivor or on any camping sites...

It takes a flint, be it chemistry, something unknown & indescribable, or even something we all have come to know as one of the 7 deadly sins; Lust, to get 2 individuals being attracted to each other... A flint would create a spark and then another, before the sparks catches onto some dried leaves or branches and then a fire starts burning...


It is up to the individual whom is starting the fire to keep the flame from being blown out... The individual may try to get more sparks, or try to keep the little spark burning by adding more dried leaves or branches...
Just like a relationship, it is up to the 2 individuals involved to keep the fire in the relationship going... There might be challenges along the way, in the form of strong winds, a spark being too weak to be sustained to keep the fire from going on strong..., or distractions through another individual whom tries to create a bigger fire but ends up snuffing out the initial tiny flame...
Or the individual him / herself might snuff out the flame by being too anxious to create a fire through the tiny spark and added far too much dried leaves or branches which destroys the tiny flame... ...



Many relationships disintegrate due to various of reasons, some not known to the people involved until the fire fizzles out - It might boil down to differing personalities, having grown apart after being together for too long a period of time, the lack of communication, the lack of honesty and trust, feelings changing, the list goes on...


I have been reflecting on why and how my relationships were always never happy endings, and I guess that it was there was never open forms of communications and understanding of the other party well before commitment was established...
Like how once there was a spark or two from the flint, it is always human nature to want to keep the spark burning to get a fire out of that spark... But sometimes, the sparks might not be what they seem to be, sometimes a tiny spark might just fizzle out, just because the individual whom started the fire might not have used adequate amounts of dried leaves or branches to keep the spark from being strong enough...



I truly believe that with the ending of each relationship, people would learn more about themselves, and know what they are really looking for in a relationship...

Like how from each unsuccessful try to create a fire using the flint and dried leaves and branches, people might develop a method to get the sparks started... Lessons are learnt, and some people might choose to ignore the hurt they have once experienced to fully embrace Love once more when it knocks on their doors, while some might choose to totally give up and not pursue happiness...
While some, like me, might choose to sit on the fence and await what would happen...



I was once extremely hurt from the initial failed relationship, where I actually went on a rebound relationship, just to find that special spark which I had never experienced with the Serial Cheater... I had wanted so badly to feel truly appreciated and Love than just being taken for granted, but we know how all, well most, rebound relationships would end, it ended painfully, with me becoming more bitter and jaded in the pursuit of happy-ness...


And just when I least expected it, someone came along and created a spark that was huge enough for me to regain my confidence in Love, which I decided to give Love another shot, cos most people do say the third time is a lucky try...

The flame / relationship, sadly, in my case, fizzled out as we were two extremely different indivviduals trying to work things out to be together as one...

However, through compromising, one side would have to make more sacrifices, and ultimately the sacrificings and compromisings became the root cause of my unhappy-ness as I was no longer whom I was, and how I could no longer enjoy the things I've enjoyed doing, and how I missed the former self... It then became something like an evil root which grew and bore evil fruit, where the former significant things which made me happy became insignificant, and soon enough, like how many have expected, the flame / relationship fizzled out...


I became extremely jaded and cynical, for I myself know that I have tried my best, but perhaps, my best wasn't what the other party was expecting, and like how it is intrinsic in human beings to want much much more (Another one of thte 7 deadly sins, Greed...), I kept giving until I could no longer offer the other party anything else...

I shut and bolted the door towards looking for true Happy-ness and decided to surround myself with positivity through other forms of Love - Love from my dearest friends, Love from my family, and my Love which was slowly but surely developed for my quest for knowledge, aka, that highly expensive silly piece of "toilet paper" called the Degree... :P


After a year odd of being able to learn more about myself and Loving myself more than anything else, I was and still am at a Happy place ~ friends whom truly love me for whom I am and what I have become are still there; Some fair-weathered friends whom have left cos of bad weathers like rain and thunderstorms have left for their own reasons which I don't wish to know nor investigate...
Family is still there enouraging me, although the recent new addition in the form of the Brrother's girlfriend isn't all that rosy as I honestly have a not-so-good vibe about her...

I have even found strength through my failed relationships to encourage others, to make them happier, which I am happy about! :)


A couple of friends have recently commented that with me being such an awesomely cheerful girl with numerous positive traits, it is impossible that I am single...

But the fact of it is that I am single, somewhat by choice and also due to Fate (Haha! Cos I seriously have no one interested! :P ), and simply because I had promised my parents that I would rein in on my Life and concentrate on graduating, cos they know and have seen how relationships have affected my studies, in one way or another...

I didnt want to waste my time on not getting THE degree which has been extremely belated, and how the men that I know in my Life are all happily attached and settled, and how I wasn't receptive to the various matchmaking sessions and to making new friends which I dont know on a personal level, which are reasons why I have been single for the past year odd or so...


I admit that there have been a couple of people whom were interested, whom I wasn't sure of committing anything concrete to, for I was pretty sure that they would not know how to handle the emotional and fragile heart of mine, one which has much glue stuck in many places which hold scars of the wounds once inflicted by the former Loves, and how some tiny pieces have gone missing, never to be found again...

So, I allowed myself to let them down gently, allowing them to pursue the happiness they were looking for, which I could not reciprocate in return...

In the past couple of months, a little buzz has been ringing in my heart off-and-on, where tiny pieces of me wanna enjoy the feelings that i had once had, however fleeting those moments may be, yet I fear hurting myself all over again, worrying people around me and crying myself silly over a person whom wasn't worth it...


I honestly admit that there has been a very recent spark that has been ignited, but I am unsure and uncertain of what this spark is really made of, and whether this spark would become a stronger spark in time to come, or to be let down and have the feelings of disappointment be doused upon the tiny spark and not allowing any flames to be created...


Because of my complicated and unahppy past, I am fearful of what is ahead, partly because it seems like ages since I last felt a spark, that i had almost forgot what being delirious had felt like...
I dont wanna hype things up and to expect anything, for I dont wanna be confronted with the huge disappointment if the spark turned out to be nothing more than a tiny spark that could not evolve into becoming a fire...





To that one tiny spark ~


I am sorry that I don't have and am unable to provide you with the answers that you would like to hear of at this very moment...
I know how anxious you are cos you are also fearful of the unknown, of whether this spark that I have would be put out within a moment or whether it'd become a bigger spark...

If only I was like Google.com, having all the answers to every single thing which would merely make things easier... But with such subjective matters, answers would not be as easily found...

So I am asking you for time, for patience to get to know whether this spark would last for more than just tonight, and for me to discover facets about you as an individual...


I had been like you previously, being overly impatient which led to the many heartaches and disappointments which I have been through, so I am forcing myself to have a little bit more of patience and an open heart this time around...
Some parts of me fear for the unknown, yet some parts of me want that magic spark to last for more than just one single night...


Bear with me for that is the only thing I can assure you of now at this very moment... ...


=)

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Just Once - James Ingram

A song that I have been replaying on my music player recently...


Enjoy! =)











I did my best,
But I guess my best wasn't good enough;
Cause here we are
Back where we were before...
Seems nothin' ever changes,
We're back to being strangers,
Wondering if we ought to stay,
Or head on out the door?

Just once...

Can't we figure out what we keep doin' wrong?
Why we never last for very long?
What are we doin' wrong?

Just once...

Can't we find a way to finally make it right?
To make the magic last for more than just one night...
If we could just get to it,
I know we could break through it...
(Hmm hmmmm)

I gave my all,
But I think my all may have been too much,
Cause Lord knows we're not gettin' anywhere...
Seems we're always blowin',
Whatever we've got goin',
And it seems at times with all we've got,
We haven't got a prayer...

Just once...

Can't we figure out what we keep doin' wrong?
Why the good times never last for long?
Where are we goin' wrong?

Just once...

Can't we find a way to finally make it right?
To make the magic last for more than just one night?
I know we could break through it,
If we could just get to it...

(Bridge)
Just once...
I want to understand.....
Why it always comes back to goodbye?
Why?
Can't we get ourselves in hand,
And admit to one another,
We're no good without each other,
Take the best and make it better,
Find a way to stay together...

Just once.....

Can't we find a way to finally make it right (Whoa)?
Make the magic last for more than just one night?
I know we could break through it,
If we could just get to it...

Just Once.....

Whoa oh, we can get to it...

Just Once.....

Monday, September 7, 2009

It's been a year...

Since that phone call over the weekend which was probing me of whom was the person I was so busily distracted from yakking over the phone, where I was so un-like my usual self, sounding very distant while making sure that the curry that I was cooking wouldn't be burnt... I still have the SMS from that phonecaller, whom was asking for whom I was trying to be a "gud housewife" to...


I've never really told anyone, but it was that very same weekend which was the last time that I cried myself to sleep, surrounded by acquaintances I had barely knew, where with a bandaged knee, having the cold hard floor as my company... I had no shoulder to cry on, no one whom comforted, with only the sound of the waves along East Coast Beach for company... I had wanted to walk home alone at 4am, lay on my bed, and just cover myself in the sheets and just cry it out... But I feared that my Mummy would worry about why I was home when I said I would be out for the weekend, and how upset I had been... I didn't want her to worry... :(


The so-called was asleep soundly, surrounded by his buddies of decades, where no one even bothered to give up some resting place for me, whom had a recently operated knee that was still in pain...
But the hurt had somehow paled in comparison to the hurt that I had felt in my heart... You knew my knee was hurting as it hadn't fully recovered from my operation at the hospital, yet you chose to hush me than to tell your friends to let me have the bed at the chalet...


***


You knew I had wanted your presence just before I had my operation at the hospital, but there you were, lying in the comforts of your room, giving me a live commentary of what was showing on National Geographic... I remembered you rambling on about how some African tribe was performing some ritual...
I also remembered telling the doctor to give me a stronger dosage of the general anaesthesia as I laid on the operating table... I had told the doctor that it was too painful for me to bear; I knew I was lying ~ it was the hurt from your nonchalance and the emptiness I had felt that hurt more than the wound on my knee...
Every single day, I am reminded by your heartlessness when I look at the bump on my knee, yet, at the very next moment, I am reminded of how what hadn't and doesn't kill would merely make me become a stronger girl...


***


Instead of coming over to comfort me as I had blatantly asked of you when I was really sick from a high fever, you merely nonchalantly told me to drink more water and hung up the phone as your friends were waiting for you at the gym, and you didn't want to keep them from waiting...
How could you be so heartless?
How could you simply just take me for granted and only be around when you needed cheering up when you get all emo over your family or work matters, or how you needed financial support in the form of drinking funds for the weekends?


I remembered the argument we had over nonsensicals; I merely had just wanted and wished for you to be honest with me. I had already told you how I cannot endure lies for I have had endured far too many lies in my past relationships... Yet you had to betray the trust that I had in you...
How could you?
You have a very complicated past and family whom lied constantly and yet you lied to the so-called person you had claimed to love?
What a load of bollocks!
Pure bullshite!!


You didnt even filch nor stop me when I took a cigarette from your pack of Marbolos and lighted up that very weekend a year ago... It started to drizzle, then came the pouring thunderstorm; But the strong gusts of winds could never compare to how cold my heart had felt...


It took me 4 months to kick that habit of lighting up whenever I had thought of you... I had never liked smoking, but yet I had became a slave to the addiction, just because I had wanted some attention of any sorts from a man that don't deserve my , my time, nor my efforts...


I remembered how I got so drunk because of you, hugging a gf while crying over someone who don't deserve any of my Love, whom I had wasted so much time, effort and money over...
I was a happy girl and then you had to come along and wreck the happiness and optimism in me... I am now back in a happy place, surrounded by family and friends whom care; but deep within me I know that once a heart has been broken into pieces, it will never ever be the same again...


As the strong gusts of winds blow like how it blew exactly a year ago as I type this, I remind myself to never ever allow myself to be taken for granted by another person ever again, and to never ever cry over a man who don't deserve ME...


And to the Special friend whom sms-ed me that weekend a year ago ~ No, the curry didn't get burnt, although his so-called friends said it wasn't yummy; but yet they finished the whole pot...


*Cynic Smile*


I really do appreciate the , care and concern that my Special friend have showered upon me from miles away for so many many years... I have no idea of how you have the knack for calling or sms-ing me when I always am feeling blue; and I cannot tell you enough times of how appreciative I am for those calls and sms-es... It really means alot to me! :)



“Keep on beginning and failing. Each time you fail, start all over again, and you will grow stronger until you have accomplished a purpose - not the one you began with perhaps, but one you'll be glad to remember.”


“People seldom see the halting and painful steps by which the most insignificant success is achieved.”


~ Anne Sullivan



I am now stronger and have succeeded in being a happier person!










Sunday, June 14, 2009

*Snip sNip*

I went from the what i called "Curry Puff / Pok Pok Puffed hair" to ... ...

Before...






Looking kinda like an Octopus with that Puffy head and with the machine's pipes resembling my tentacles...

*LauGhs*

:P

In between...
"Steaming" the "Crowning Glory"




And after a very "heated" duration acting as a wannabe Octopus... ...


After...
My hair looks even Black-er now, and I didn't even dye it!!
*LoVesss*


=)





The weather was getting to me - Humid, dry, and I even got a shade darker from just walking around without a brolly!! (*HurHur.. Poor me!* :~( )


I wanted so badly to get something done to my hair and after much proscrastination ... ...


I went for a haircut!


The 1st Singleton haircut since 2007!
*LauGhs*


I'm pretty anal when it comes to my hair;
(for some unknown, random reason, I rarely allow people to touch my hair...)

I was actually quite hesitant to chop off my locks, due to me having bad experiences with hairstylists who wanna earn the buck than to really listen to what I want for my hair...

But my previous experience of getting a haircut was amazing, so I wasn't that frightened to
re-visit the salon... But my previous Hairstylist / Boss of the salon absconded with the salon's funds, never to return (I'm not kidding!), so I handed my locks over to the new Boss, who really looks familiar, as though I've seen him around in St James, which he vehemently denies... ...
:P



Truth is, it wasn't anything much of a drastic haircut, it was merely a trim, of probably 2 inches to snip off all the bad split ends... (Strange, but my split ends are getting bad... Probably cos i'm getting, unfortunately, older... *SiGh*) But I finally mustered courage to get some treatment for the locks, cos I usually dislike having heat or chemicals on my head... But knowing how shitty my hair looks and how un-happy I've been recently, i decided to go ahead with my gut feeling to get the more things done to my hair just to cheer myself up...


And?




The after effects was so amazing!!


=D


I my hair!!

It smells really good, feels real bouncy, and it really feels and looks like those hair ad-worthy of luscious locks!!

And the best bit? My hair treatment only cost me $35, which according to my Hairstylist, is at 50% off due to the Great Singapore Sale!

But according to my Brother, whom is a regular at the salon, is suspicious of why the treatment of my hair of such long length would only cost $35...


(Ermm, maybe because my Hairstylist thinks I'm hilariously humorous, or that Business was slow earlier this afternoon? :P )


*LauGhs*



Even Mummy s my hair and told me to ring up my Hairstylist and let him know that my "Elder Sister" would love to get her hair snipped there!
*LauGhs*


(Cos I told her the story of how I asked the Hairstylist if he was surprised that I'm my brother's younger sister, cos most people have commented that I look older than he does... *LauGhs* )




For the first time, in a very very longgggggg while... I'm absolutely happy with how my hair turned out!!





YiPPpppppEEeeee!!!


=D






















Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A Sporadic Update...

*LauGhs*


My bad!



The reasons why this blog has not been updated in eons when Ive promised I would have is because... ...


I seriously am darn terribly busy!
(I wished I had 30 hours in a day! So that I'd be able to sleep for another 6 more hours! :P )

*At close to 6am after a night out at the clubs!*


I've been busy saving the economy, shopping, and window shopping more often since the office has reduced everyone's pay by making us work less hours...

Less for $hoe fund$! HurHur! :~(

*TeeHee*
(Don't ya just adore the PINK rose? So cuttee!!)


My buys from the trip to KL; Malaysia in February!
(I went with my Brother!! :P )


During one of the shopping sprees with my daRLing YuN in March!
(I *heart* the MAC Hello Kitty brochure lots! :D )


I've also been out clubbing, painting the town PINK in my LBDs, and having a whale of a time!














And I met up with my BFF for some teh halia (Ginger tea) at our fave joint!



My BESTEST friend for 13 years and counting!!
:D


I cannot wait to go shopping with her just like the good old times in JB!
:P


*sMiLes*


And I met up with real long-time mates for some Karaoke!!!

=)






And there's school, tutorials and readings to complete, and mundane routine called work!


Which reminds me, I've smthg from school to mug, so I'd update again... ...

REALLY SOON!!!


=D




*heaRts*