Been down with a bad wisdom-tooth-induced gum ache since 3 weeks ago and it has only gotten worse these past few days. Initially I could still chew with the left side of my mouth, but since I over-used it to the extent that a menacing ulcer has emerged, I now resort to drinking congee or swallowing half-chewed food. Eating became such a chore, even for a glutton like me. So in order to cease the torture, I'm heading over to the dentist's tomorrow with Korkor, who needs to get her 4 years-bleeding gums a check (like FINALLY). For now, I'll just have to tolerate the constant throbbing pain. And if you want to know, I'm giving dinner a miss.

I don't know how long it has been since we last typed backwards to each other, but your text did give me a pleasant surprise. You just don't stop amazing me do you? Lets hope tomorrow turns out well, because I know it's killing the both of us, not being able to see each other.
And yes, I do miss you.

So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, that you're replaceable.

With these darlings, there will never be a day where I run out of things to mock blog about.


Kay: WAH LAO WHY GO MOMO?!

Xue: MOMO THE TOILET NICE CAN. CHICKENNNN.

Raine: LOL club in the toilet kind right.

Kay: HELLO? YOU GO THERE CLUB OR USE TOILET?!

Raine: COS OUR DEAR JAVEN SAID THERE IS NO ENTRANCE FEE BEFORE 11.

Kay: oooh, got free flow?

Raine: 1 on 1

Kay: 1 on 1?!?!?!

Kay: 1 FOR 1 lah LOLLLLLLLLLL.

Xue: Don't disurb her lah.

Kay: 1 on 1, YOU THINK HAVING SEX WHAT! LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

Raine: LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

Kay: FUNNY UNTILLLLLLLLLL. MUST BLOG KIND.

Raine: BLOG UR LAN LAH.

Sometimes I wish she was you.

It was just another one of those times when you settle down and really ponder about what life has done to/for you. You look back, mentally running through all the memories and along the way, recognising the things that you've done right and wrong.

"Dammit, I should have done that instead."

"Shucks, I screwed that up."

They always say, learn from mistakes and never commit the same wrong twice. I guess my obstinacy got the better of me most of the times.

No matter how much I dread the situation I'm currently in, there's really nothing much that I can do about it. Love is blinding they say, and I couldn't agree more. Even if you're a mistake, let this be the only one that i wouldn't mind.


said my love is the greatest gift ever.

I need an outlet for my emotions now before I really do flood my entire room with tears, and so here I am now to blog an entry for you, this special someone whom I have never learnt to cherish till it's too late for me to. I don't wanna crack my head for chim words, I want this to be as clear and as simple as it can be for you.


My tears are falling as I type this entry because I've just read through your archives and realised things that I never did. Your love for me was crystal clear, yet I was too blind to see. I cried, because in my mind, I never knew you loved me this much and I never knew I was such a huge part of your life. All along, I thought I loved you more, I thought you meant more to me than myself to you. I've always thought that my love was magnanimous, generous and selfless, but I'm wrong.


Loving you had once made me a bitter person filled with so much hatred. I said things to hurt you, whether knowingly or unknowningly, it's unforgivable of me. I've been a jerk with the capital J and I've did things to you that even I myself can't forgive. I know sorries are never enough to aton for my mistakes, and even if you did do me wrong, it's only retribution on my part.


I hope it is not too late for me yet to start loving you all over again. There's so much that I wanna give, so much that I wanna offer. I owe you too much from the start to be short-changing you now. I want to love you, to let you have the best that you can have, to create new memories with you, to share your joy and sorrows. I hate seeing you giving up on yourself, and taking things the way they are, even though they shouldn't be. I've seen you in your worst states, but I've held you through it all. You know that I do love you for who you are, flaws or not, you know I will love you all the same.


There are beautiful things in life that I want you to fight for because you deserve nothing less than the best. I want to see the confidence that I once saw in you, the undeniable shine that attracted me to you in the very first place. I've loved you all along, I always did and I always will. There are times when I've doubts about you coming through for me, but just a touch from you chases those doubts away. Don't ever underestimate your significance in my life, you do mean the world to me and I will learn to become someone more worthy of your love.


This is for you, someone who insisted on giving her love to me despite my flaws and shortcomings.


I love you.

I suppose it's time to do some justification to the existence of this blog, other than being a venue for "= win isit!" tags for my crew. (now, blog = win.)


Something triggered me to click the link to the first blog I ever owned. Took some time to read through all the entries and the template, had a few laughs and a few realizations as well. My entries felt shallow and nonsensical apart from those few that I dedicated to you and it's apparent to me how significant you were at that stage of my life.


I guess it's just a phase that one has to go through, dealing with tiny tragedies and comedies, before they eventually shed their juvenile skin and morph into something more beautiful, more appreciative and more understanding.


We've all been through such, the aLtErNaTe cApS-ing, the i miz ma baby sho march, the wish list with striked out desires, the IRC nicks (|kAysOn| was mine), the copyrights and disclaimers (if you don't like my entries please click the X at the top right corner) and having back-stabbers and liars in our "Hates" list. I've been through that stage, and I've walked out of it (THANK GOD).


I've grown since then, to become someone deeper, wiser and more fluent. The last entry was a good 3 years ago and now, things have changed and altered, some still recognizable but some no longer. I've always been awed and amazed by the change you have brought about in me and the impact you have on me as a person. How you molded my life and taught me lessons is truly appreciated. You've made a difference and brilliantly coloured pages of my history.


When we were younger, you were mine and I was yours. We shared a love, a bond that was undeniable whether to the eyes of others or ours. We danced under the moonlight, with your body fitted perfectly into mine. You made dancing something more, more spiritual, like the exchange of emotions without the usage of words. I never doubted this love, never doubted the ability of you talking to me through your eyes.


It's astounding how simple words are able to express the most profound of emotions, how a young mind is able to decipher feelings and put them into words comprehensible by another. I know words are all I've now. I'm not doubting their ability but mine to piece them together to bring across a message to you. I love you, and whether our paths will cross again, I will leave that to the hands of the Lord because he knows better than I do.


Yes, you will always be my precious, bb.

Marriage is not a ritual or an end.
It is a long, intricate,
intimate dance together
and nothing matters more
than your own sense of balance
and your choice of partner.


Amy Bloom

In my opinion, this is wayyyyyy funnier than thinking Bukit Batok is near Bedok.


Xue says:
she stay
Xue says:
at clementi right
K says:
cck
K says:
CHUA CHU KANG
xue says:
wheres
xue says:
CCk
loraine says:
-.-
K says:
OMG?
K says:
AT KUALA LUMPUR
Xue says:
.
Xue says:
oh no wonder
Xue says:
nv been there before
K says:
loraine, is she serious or what?!
Loraine says:
LOLLLL
Loraine says:
no comments
Xue says:
then she stay there
Xue says:
kl ?
Xue says:
how she go work
K says:
.................................
Xue says:
then that time she fetch us frm ktv
Xue says:
she went back kl?

Is allowing your friends walk all over you a sign of weakness? Many would agree without much hesitation. However, a deeper insight of this "weakness" will reveal otherwise.





Lets break it down and take a look at the recipe for friends to be exploiting you.
You'll need:
i) incredible amount of patience
ii) astounding capacity of generosity
iii) dumbfounding volume of magnanimousness


Needless to say, each of these requisites are virtues that one can only wish for unless bestowed upon by the Lord(s) above. So since it is a gift from the Almighty(s), how can we name it a weakness? It takes a lot of one to hate, but it takes even more of one to forgive. We have all been consumed by the guts of hatred, tortured by the acids of vengeance until our wrongs are righted. We've all longed to taste the bitter-sweetness of revenge when we think that we've been let down. But how many times have we really forgiven, or to even forget? Very seldom I'd say.


Many of us, including yours truly(sometimes only), are too shrewd to be taken advantage of in such a manner. The dearth of such virtues within have caused us to view them as weaknesses and flaws. Not everyone is made to excel, people are born with imperfections so there are always things to learn for everyone. Just because one is kind-hearted enough to be exploited doesn't make him/her any less of a person or any less beautiful. And they are wonderful people because they have the capacity to forgive and forget, to live and let live. Even in TV dramas, those who have the capacity to forgive, are characters whom we look up too and support. It is precisely because we lack of such magnanimousness that we admire people who do.


Kudos to those who have been silently "servicing" their friends. They are people of incredible mental strength and they are jewels amongst us that are waiting to be uncovered.


I found one, and no doubt I will polish her till she shines through all the ugly debris that others have been piling onto her over these years. There is still a long way before she learns how to shine on her own and appreciate the glow that she is radiating despite the dirt. But we are well on the way, though not there yet, but closer everyday.


You were right when you thought that we will be different.

Pardon me for my bluntness, but I think only intellectually-challenged individuals would be asking me nonsensical questions about my entries. Let me get this straight, I'm not a systematic blogger just in case you were too blind or too nitwitted to comprehend or realize. Even though my command of english is only peanuts as compared to some of my fellow counterparts out there, I believe you need a certain level of astuteness to catch my drift. I do sympathize with your lack of intellectual acuity but it's only too bad for you.


So the bottom line is: If you're stupid, don't read my blog.

Project MCFML.


We live by restrictions and conform to rules and regulations in order to survive in this realistic and pragmatic society. Yes, we have became a part of something, but have we sacrificed some of our idiosyncrasies in the process? To some, they are mere guild lines which one has the volition to decide to observe or to not. Whereas to others, they are plumb lines that would determine their entire being and existance. I was never a believer of conformity, and I don't think I will ever be. And if my beliefs were to falter one day, it will only be for convenience's sake.


Wear my ring, bear my surname.