i dunch know if you've once read this or has it caught yur mind. i was watching this romance movie (nothing drastic fer the faint heart as he's not around) and heard that song. heart, by stars. i flipped through, search and found this written just fer you.



and there's just one thing i'm sure of this time if whatever fails, i'll still be in love with you.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Hm7vWmFSEU


if you could keep it in yur heart...

if you dunch ever feel safe inside yur man's drive, ditch him. fer real! i use to hear celebrities talking about why they chose to marry that guy of their dreams, maybe not exactly of their dreams but that man just particularly makes her feel ultimately safe with his control over the wheels. i know truely get the feeling. i'm not asking to date taxi drivers, they ar paid and oblige to make it a safe ride fer you. my dad makes me wanna think twice sitting his car every single time. my baby? is the first man that i have complete trust on.

there's just one sentence one speaks which trembles my heart.

my life is one part of a whole. you complete my other.

how weekends have we left?

the thing that cuts down romance? lotsa work, little time, extreme tiredness.

i stare in blank.

after all these years, there's still this huge stress upon my shoulders with the thought that he's always demanding something from me, judging me as aways. i'm tired.

i'm really amaze with my own tolerance.

i know it has been long since i last blogged. even my baby has been blogging so religously more than me lately. this is probably my slackest holiday besides the one i had just before i entered NUS. after not been able to search fer any lab interns, i have my other reasons fer keeping myself unrestricted by obligations. any-o-ways, baby and i got a canon s5 today which was something really delightful fer his coming 159 days in CHINA trip. and thanks to baby's friend, i've been indulging in wii fer just these couple of days.

alrighty, my dog needs my company in bed now. ciaos.

http://mediaclub.stomp.com.sg/hotstuff/view/page/1

The STOMPer says the event, which was held in a booth the size of a 5-room HDB flat, was also poorly organised."The booths were poorly set up, and the only supplements were a series of talks. Shouldn't a world-renowned Faculty organise an event more befitting to their reputation?

"Also, in March, I visited another open house organised by NUS. I was disappointed as the talks were targeted towards 'A' level graduates," he says.


i can't help but to agree. comparing the difference between a tea session by NUS and NTU, you'll get the picture. not that i had any experience with my lecturers when they had their mini welcome talk (there was only 1 there fer the main talk and seen none outside the lecture hall, the students were only there to get good looking people fer camps, maybe its just the scale, maybe its just me within that whole list of others i don't belong to.), but the NTU talk was a lovable session with really approachable lecturers sharing lotsa thoughts about their personal experiences and opinions. we spent so much time asking questions and even their students weren't spared. judging from the scale, manpower placed, money spent, i guess we should all know that a very reputable place does not exactly require efforts to get people making a choice bwt them over the others. its a brand and i'm sure we all realise that one fine day. whether ish there a difference in that foreign land, we'll just find out somehow.

i need goodbye kisses.

http://www.crunchyroll.com/media-4524/A-Moment-To-Remember-Movie-Episode-1.html

if you're willing to shed some tears, enjoy.

when the age adds on, you start worrying about many many other things and that includes health. yur age adds on with increased risks to everything. health equates to money. why? simply because its medical bills ar a killa.

with a few occasions and events, i slept and dreamt, woke and slept, slept, dreamt and woke, going through the cycle a numerous but still countable times and began to feel sucha sore. yeah, i'm getting really bored, till the extend that its sucha chore, i starting feeling the 'should have never came to mind", aimless and yups, perfectly useless. its just about finding the balance in life, and it does not seem any better if yur boyfriend ish competently and diligently making himself fully occupied in school, still at this hour. just as long as my man doesn't start grumbling that i'm totally useless, i can still type a few reports if you need me to or at least my brain does not start to rust.

despite my efforts trying to explain myself, it still beats picking up a song, trying to sing it, or dance the tune, exposing yur flaws on television at this hour. there, i absolutely adore their courage and that's all.

baby ish leaving fer 22 weeks. 22 weeks ish so hard to digest. its gonna be so hard missing him.