For we must all learn to howl.

As we all know, wearing a skirt or dress is a pretty big deal for me. I usually stick to the jeans-and-T-shirt combo, though the urge to wear a skirt does strike me every now and then. And the funny thing about me is that I only like short skirts. Lol. Take yesterday for example. I wore a really short skirt (even shorter than mid-thigh) out, and was feeling pretty good about myself. Much-needed confidence boost! :) And then I had to get leered at in the train. Ew! I was sitting down when this really weird-looking guy came in and stood somewhere near me. He kept staring at me and grinning in a really creepy way... :( And when there were empty seats, he didn't sit anywhere near me (thank God) but chose instead to sit opposite me so he could keep leering at me. Somehow, I didn't feel any better. That incident was so gross, I felt horrible when I got off the train. Looking back, I totally freaked out when I saw him get off too, so I dragged my mom away as quickly as I could. Ugh! M...

I've never liked dark chocolate. Have I mentioned that before? Honestly, I'm a hard-core chocoholic in so many ways, only restricted by my overly sensitive throat. But I've never really acquired that ever-elusive appreciation for dark chocolate. I don't really know why, but maybe it's because of the bitterness. I guess I've always preferred sweetness, on so many levels... I know 'Jacob' loves dark chocolate though, because he told me once. Once, when we talked about anything and everything... But that was in the past. So, knowing that he liked dark chocolate, I saved up to get him a bar of dark chocolate, intending to meet up with him for a movie that we'd agreed to watch and give it to him. {Hey, my gift-buying skills are terrible, especially when it comes to guys because I have zero experience.} We never went for that movie. Never even met up, to be precise. That bar of chocolate stayed in my fridge. Until today, that is. I took that bar out, and b...

Note to self: Stop freaking out when someone calls me on the office phone. I was perfectly composed when I got a customer call just now, and after I very professionally put her on hold to redirect her, I just had to drop the damn phone and spend a full 5 seconds cursing out loud (thankfully my boss didn't hear, though my neighbour seemed quite impressed at my choice of vocabulary). Dammit.

Nothing drastic, I promise, just making it so that you beloved readers actually know how I look. I'm not pretty, but I'm not horrifically fugly either. And, till I get a slightly more flattering photo (impossible that it may be), I'll be using this. Thanks Xinyi! :)

The end of the world is coming. How do I know? Well, the natural disasters that have been occurring lately aren’t exactly subtle, are they? Earthquakes. Tsunamis. What else is gonna follow? People are even predicting that Mt Fuji might erupt, something that hasn’t happened in 304 years (seeing that it last erupted in 1707-08. Oh, and it’s cold in Singapore. For those of you who think it’s no big deal, think a few more times. This is SINGAPORE we’re talking about. You know, 1 degree north of the equator, tropical weather all year round? That’s Singapore. And at a time when we should be dying of heatstroke, it’s raining nonstop and it’s cold. Conclusion: The end of the world is definitely coming. You’d better be prepared. Maybe it’ll be like the movie 2012 and the only way to save ourselves would be to pay a billion euros to get a seat on some ginormous ark that will sail out into open waters when the Earth floods. Sigh. Moving on! I just read Xinyi’s blog, I still think it’s awesome XD ...

As we all know, I have an 'Edward' and a 'Jacob'. Tell me, how is it fair that I like 'Edward', but find myself dreaming of 'Jacob' at night instead? I'm not gonna go into some "I see his face every time I close my eyes" cliche, but honestly, I'm dreaming of 'Jacob'. Sometimes, I just feel like such a bitch. It's like I'm so selfish to hold on to both of them. Why can't I let go?

Alright, I'm sorry for not blogging often enough, it's just that I usually only have a half hour after I get back from lunch, and quite frankly I'd rather read fanfic than blog. Plus, I'm waaay too lazy to blog using my iTouch. Lol, so the score is this: Blog 0 Fanfic 1 Xinyi, I can't blog as often as you (it's really tough when your parents question you about every website you visit!), so bear with me! You're still my numero uno chica! (Any other readers who I do not know of, thanks for not ignoring my mostly invisible and highly depressing blog. I love you all.) Big Mmuuuuah to you people!! XD Let's see... What's happened lately? Oh, right. A big-ass earthquake hit Japan. And was followed by a ginormous tsunami. And more aftershocks joined the happy little 'natural disasters' club. They probably all got the free shirt, too. Oh, and the nuclear plant blew up, too. Wait, what am I saying?! What I mean to say is that I'm truly upset by the...

Oops, I haven't updated in quite a bit... Feeling guilty :( Alright, before I completely burst from holding this in..... I GOT MY PAY!!!!! I know, finally, right?? I'd been working since January and hadn't seen head nor tail of my pay. It got so bad that I'd thought of just quitting (I mean, it's kinda unfair to still be waiting for your pay THREE MONTHS after you start work). But who cares now? I got my pay!! XD XD I feel like shouting it to the whole world, letting everyone know (because I've been whining nonstop to Xinyi about my pay-less situation) that at long last, I have been paid . Whew! :)

Have you ever worried that you would lose someone important to you if you didn't love them enough? I know I have. Just as Bella from the Twilight series has her Edward and Jacob, this Singaporean Bella has her 'Edward' too, as well as her 'Jacob'. And likewise, this 'Jacob' is extremely important to her, I mean me. So now that 'Jacob' seems to be too busy to acknowledge my sorry existence, it really hurts. Honestly speaking, we're from two completely different worlds. The biggest problem I've had to deal with so far is my waaaay overprotective parents, while his problems are more difficult for me to fully comprehend. But he's always trusted me enough to tell me his problems, and I've always loved him enough to try helping him through those problems, regardless of the fact that they affect me both mentally and emotionally. I'm probably overreacting again , but it really does hurt when one of your precious people seems to be shutt...

When you ran to me, I embraced you. I alone was here for you. I gave you all of me, and promised I'd never leave you alone. And you promised you'd be there for me, should I ever need you. You said you'd never go. Now I find myself lost, alone. Miserable. On the verge of tears. The brink of insanity. Where are you?

All right. Being human, I freely admit that I've had my share of bloopers. Mistake some random guy for my dad? Check. Lock myself out of the house? Check. I'd go on, but there are just way too many. But this case, now this one, really takes the cake. All along, I've accepted the fact that I'm going to NYP. I've been telling whoever asked that NYP is my school, and been saying it with pride. I mean, NYP is a good school. It's cool. And I was ready to fight tooth and nail to defend it against anyone who dared to insult it. That's me, loyal to end. Just like a dog, and hell I'm proud of that fact! :) And now I find that I'm in TP. Oops. Man, I feel like the world is screwing around with me. Sick joke, huh? Just when I've made my peace and accepted that NYP is my new home, in comes my poly enrollment package telling me that oh, congratulations, my initial appeal was accepted and I'm relocated to TP instead. ...................... But no matter....