flooble!
ohhoho. i stole leona's flooblebox. but boxed it up cos i hate it taking the colors of my text. too pink. anyway since i got a tagboard up, start foobling! =)) please.
this logs the happy and painful process of learning about myself
ohhoho. i stole leona's flooblebox. but boxed it up cos i hate it taking the colors of my text. too pink. anyway since i got a tagboard up, start foobling! =)) please.
i guess i got my fair share of that. and i probably know who the ones who'll stay are. but its a cannonball on my ego. the tiny pieces..i dont know how long it'll take for me to find them back or build new ones.
ive always been a bit backward in the arena of handphones. i carried my passed-down n3210 thru-out my jc life and upon graduation i reuqested for a n6510 when my bro asked. i believe in liking a phone..i didnt like any coloured polyphonic ones then. and i carried my first first-hand mobile thru-out my nus life. i wasnt ashamed of it! =)). it wasnt a 6110 mind you. it had BLUE backlight. haha. anyway upon graduation this time, i got a motorola v3x. my dream. =)
revelation of the day.

Find your own pose!
so robin was right..and seems like not only he noticed. i do wear shorts everywhere huh. almost as if i dont own any bottom past my knees. oh no. so um. i bought my convo gown but didnt try in front of the mirror at home or even iron it. i grabbed singlets n shorts n a pair of heels n off to the grand thing i went with my family. i mean. i honestly didnt know the rest of the world would turn up in white long sleeved stuff would i.
i cant believe it. i was..that stupid. but i like that everything's clear to me now. i like how i cope.
i woke up after hearing the irritating alarm..beeped for thirty four minutes. im that bad leh. =\.
went for this intro-ed kid's first lesson. supposed to teach english, but the same old question popped up, "'cher, u teach math as well?" "yeap. if uve got any question u could just ask me." "ive got two. my math tutor cant solve them." he procceeded to search for some book he called the "challenging problems". the first question was weird. u couldnt solve it from many different angles.. u could only try seeing it from one. the second was easy. after class, the sms came to hire me as a math tutor. poor guy..i dont mean to take ur job. sorry.
i have found out the cause n therefore the cure for my restlessness recently. i missed two episodes of er mo. and when i switched on the tv just now..gawd. i started smiling non-stop. i guess sometimes vicarious living is a joy.
everything is good in moderation. never take too much. the chill that runs down both arms n the tendency to reach that object. i hope i havent been trying to convince myself but really saying what i mean. oh gracious. fuck cold turkey.
i came across this profile.. and it spoke of sadness. how one part of her has been torn away and ripped apart n missing. i know that feeling. somehow i think everyone does. that emptiness that we feel that only this particular object that has left can fill. n i remember that when i was in that period of time, when i actually couldnt wake up having forgotten all things sad cos i couldnt even sleep, it felt like i'll never ever get better. when the eyes get all puffy twenty four hours a day from the oceans of tears i cry and the nights spent staring into emptiness n holding on to the phone in case an sms comes in. the sms that will make everything better. i know it. you know it. we know it all too well.
happy happy.