everybody loves kungfu fighting…(sings) ….
everybody loves kungfu fighting…(sings) ….
Next time I introduce myself to a potential dating partner. I will be brutally honest and tell them I have the worst of both worlds ie: the worst characteristics of both genders.
1) i will never know why you get angry. and 2) I am bloody emotional especially during the time of the month, i turn into a monster. pls pour chocolate down my throat during that time. or…i dunno. buy tissue. preferably kleenex thanks. (smell nicer)
sorry =( just the way…i don’t know…genes are distributed or something. I don’t know why I’m this way either. What do emotional people end up doing in life anyway.
I need a sport. probably swimming( since i hate perspiration).. better buy more shavers.
Hello. This will be a semi-obligatory post , one I hopefully will often refer back to in times of confusion, about 2012 hopes and resolutions.
2011 was crazy. I had a taste of crazy love and am hoping to have more of that in 2012. Hopes because some are not within my control and subject to multiple external factors.
1) Read. Extensively. on economics. literature, philosophy and news.
2) Buy the hoodies and sneakers that I want (within reason). Last year of college.
3) Cook healthy meals for myself. So far thats going well. not so much because of health but more because of how cheap it is to cook for myself. REally. and just buy fresh ingredients. 60% cheaper.
4) Travel. One long. One short. Tentatively, my plans are bangkok and Australia or Korea. Hi Hairy crabs and roast meat with over-spicy cabbage.
5) Find a Job.
6) Fall in love.
its midnight over here. 5 am, I’m flying back to singapore in a few hours time. I hate nights because they are always so lonely.
Its also night-time that my mind runs wild. and I think of the past alot. i think quite abit of good has come out of the break up.
I now officially cringe upon any break-up news. Its emotionally draining and very sad *cues Adele songs*. Nights like this, I wonder whether I imagined our past. How something , someone I was so sure of, end up this way. How promises are forgotten. How moments are so easily forgotten. It makes me question how a same relationship can matter so differently to the two parties.
Much as self-delusion softens the blow, reality is reality. That no thought or consideration was given to us. that promises were mere words. And ultimately, I meant too little to her. I used to wish that she would have a taste of her own medicine or that she would come to her senses. I don’t wish her anything good or bad now. It is irrelevant to me and therefore no longer applies to me.
Tonight’s just one of those nights.
2012 is the year for growth!
I realized that I am full of fear.
Of being in danger. Of being poor. Of being jobless and unemployed. Of being ignorant. Of being inadequate. Of being unloved and not finding the person to share my life with. I’m afraid of settling for comfort and ignorance so much that I ultimately stop growing.
Today’s one of the days that I feel grateful that she left me. Because after months of crying, of illusion, of fear, of rejection, I feel that I am truly alone again. and truly ready again.
Signs showing you’re over your break up/her?
You start noticing all the good looking people that seem to be magically appearing in the world all at once…
*wipes spectacles* …
*rubs eyes*…
And the world becomes your oyster…..
One short entry before I go reheat my prawns and cook some instant noodles for the night. (sounds delicious yea?)
Recently read a blog about someone who’s partner wanted an open relationship after years of monogamy and eventually going down the break up road. Find myself laughing at the things the partner says, declarations of being in love with two people, knowingly entering into dangerous territory and naively thinking that two people can continue loving her at the same time. The foolishness and selfishness of it all is rather overwhelming and surreal.
But I guess, they’re just two fundamentally different people who should be leading different lives. One monogamously , one not but definitely in wholly separate relationships.
I’m working, reading, studying, going out more often these days. Feel myself changing. Its a good beginning.
Job App after job app. =(
You know what I want? I want a humongous chocolate cake with icing, berries and frosting on top. I want to have an apartment with an oven and a proper kitchen. I want to fall in love. I want to roast chicken, sizzle bacon wrapped scallops, whip salads with homemade dressings on weekends with my partner. I want to grocery shop. i want to snowboard. I want to read my book at Sai kung. I want to eat foie gras, oysters, humongous crabs, suckling pigs and erm maybe broccoli. (trying to sound less carnivorous)
ok just ignore me. i’m hungry at 3.53pm. haven’t had lunch due to job application deadline. =( Going to go stuff my face now.
woke up missing you, went back to sleep hoping to wake up differently, woke up missing you again, looked at some old photos, fought the urge to call you to tell you i miss you and forgive you and want you back, reminded myself that we can never be the same again, talked to cass about it, decide to cook instant noodles and job hunt instead.
Its the time of the month. i need my brain back to write nice convincing letters to companies.
One of my all-time favorites
