this acoustic version brings out his voice very well http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rgInHvW8Ic

i'm finishing the book.and i must say i already feel very accomplished :) it's always like that. the initial stage damn inertia.like just push through it and you'll come out of it.

next time i'm gna try not to read books with the protagonist as a man. for reasons i'm sure most know. it's rather disturbing esp if the man is 43years old and not married. (actly come to think of it, if hes married it's even worse)

today is saturday. okay, on thursday night, it was after a round of really thoughtful thinking that I had solid conclusions and theories. that then, you were the one bringing yourself down and all - that distracted me from the real truth.which is .it really is the opposite. i overlooked that and caused a greater downfall... i don't deserve such good things in life; i knew and should have taken it upon me. 'i need not' apologise but sorry. msymi

Be careful whose advice you buy, but
be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia,
dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal,
wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts
and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

i could go on but i shan't because i'm bored. i don't understand why. when i was in secondary school, people told me that when i grow older, i'd learn how to appreciate it; like you know, enjoy it. but i still hate shopping at 18. but of course when i'm out i swallow it down and tahan. especially with jan and rachel. it's fun to shop for ryan and with friends.laugh at them. but other than that, i'm kinda .....that i don't appreciate it because it kills one more few-things-to-do-in-sg past time.or bonding activity wtv. only one good one conclusion, i'm not old ^^

you do know that i am going to change right?

in j1, we had the adventure class camp to pulau ubin and the 2nd day we had a ,what norman'd call it, a therapy session. (wth, he called the 2007 j2farewell a therapy session. ahhahahah) i don't even remember whether our instructor was a girl or boy, much lest what was shared across the class. but from the session, what i took back was that events change our lives, whether it be ongoing or for a mere moment. and at this point of time in life, i'm going through one now.

i used to think that my future husband must be somewhat like janell cos we two click rather okay-ly. which is rare la , me being able to really click with someone for a few years running. (while on that point, i don't think it's my fault. people just keep leaving me. they start to have their own lives after say changing class and get so caught up in their 'new better life'. and that makes me shrink to a corner and not want to disturb you.) i can insult janell till i feel a little bad myself and she doesn't care.like me. or so i think lah. and as i said , i'm a little loud and embarrassing at times but she tolerates me. she goes 'and i live with her -.-' to her friends but i know she means it in a proud (in the good terms of course) way. and she shares with me a lot of things, too long in fact. but, good to share lah. AND she lets me spam her facebook acct.and talk to her friends on msn.i'm sorry if you find that invading one's privacy but i can't help it.i get a kick out of asking them young kids to guess my relation to her.but most are rather mature i must say. i rmb this one guy who's one year younger me and suddenly we started quarrelling.two of us were in a really foul mood. but when janell angsts me a bit, i get very affected.not in the sad way, but in the angry way.especially more so that she's my youngersister(i dno the purpose of this whole chunk. nor not caring abt my english .apologise) so therefore my future husband cant be somewhat like her. plus shes my sister lah, we're forced to be together.

anw on her facebook i added a legendary runner and fb says that ' - is not single anymore' !hahah

nyeh this aint working out. i'm almost very bent on taking a year off already. all i need to do now is to find something meaningful to do :)
( i was thinking if like in 7 mths i go off to uni and then study for the next 3-4years. get out of uni and look for work. get married HOPEFULLY. juggle kids. work some more. retire happily with my husband HOPEFULLY. spend next few years taking care of grandkids. go holiday....the rest is history....)
sorry, i've been brought up to...okay i dont know how i've been brought up. i can't think of any logical reason to justify this decision to you but who do i owe to in my life?so..... yup. this is something i must do. even if i don't take a year off, i must go to ntu. this is something i must stick to. i will admit that getting (somewhat) forced into rj was not a bad decision at all though it was not a personal choice.but aiyah, ntu.i need to study damn hard and do well in uni. make up for everything lost. wth my only good academic years were in p1 n 2 :(