The right partner

ARE YOU WITH THE RIGHT PARTNER?


During a seminar, a woman asked," How do I know if I am with the right person?"

The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so he said, "It depends. Is that your partner?" In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?" Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind
replied the author.

Here's the answer.

Every relationship has a cycle… In the beginning; you
fall in love with your partner. You anticipate their calls,
want their touch, and like their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love.

People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet."Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU.

Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It's a natural cycle of EVERY relationship.

Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.

At this point, you and/or your partner might start asking, "Am I with the right person?" And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you
may begin to desire that experience with someone
else. This is when relationships breakdown.

The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the person you found.

People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes.

Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it.

I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could. And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later.

Because (listen carefully to this):

The key to succeeding in a Relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the Person you found.

SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know
WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it.

Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner), Just as there are physical laws Of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know how to apply these laws, the results are predictable.

Love is therefore a "decision". Not just a feeling.

Remember this always: God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let GO! ♥

Hate it

I simply hate the new photobucket. It's not user friendly at all and ruin my mood of blogging totally. Where the "select all" buttons and link to generate codes. Roar. I'm so happy and excited because I'll be flying to Bangkok soon. I miss shopping and monster ice badly. Hopping away happily. It's gonna be awesome if I can clear Taiwan by the end of this year. Good night!

Silently kill you

Sometimes it's better to be clueless about what's around you, than to know every bit of truth and lies that would silently kill you.

 

Everyone claims to be selfless, but the fact is, everyone is selfish especially when it comes to heart issues. It can be really scary and creepy at times when you trembled in fear thinking to yourself, who are the truthful ones. Everyone has 2 faces, it's true. 2 faces that differ greatly freaks me out entirely.

 

Things changed as fast as lightning, just like a snap and it's over.

 

For a moment, someone could be telling you, "Hey my dear, I wish that you can have all the happiness because you deserve it." but on the other hand, her mind does not work with her heart.

 

For a moment, someone could be telling you, "Hey, you are my best friend and I want you to have the best in the world." but on the other hand, he/she is trying to steal everything away from you.

 

For a moment, someone could be telling you, "I think that he/she's not that great and I doubted his/her character." but on the other hand, he/she is telling a 3rd party how awesome he/she is.

 

For a moment, someone could be telling you, "I think you need to observe he/she for a longer period, he/she might not suit you." but on the other hand, he/she is singing praises about him/her.

 

For a moment, someone could be telling you, "I truly think you are good, nice and great. You deserves really good guys." but on the other hand, he/she told someone else that you weren't that great.

 

I wish not to know a single thing right from the beginning at times. Curiosity kills the cat, and I'm the cat. No one's gonna pity a cat like me. I'm a selfish girl, there are things that I wish to keep to myself too. I can't be possibly thinking for the others the whole damn time. There are certain things I don't mean to hide. I'm trying to minimise the damages. I wish not to hurt anyone either even though I know you never meant to say that of me. The truth is, I'm really hurt.

 

I can't figure out what hurt me the most. I feel the pain struggling to escape within me.

 

 

 

Is it right of me to be selfish once in a while?

 

 

 

My mind is caught in a mangled mess. I am taking in all kinds of information from North, South, East West. They are creating chaos in my mind and I just wanna unleash them all at once. There can be only a thin line between the truth and lie. I lost my judgement completely. I turned into a listener unknowingly.

 

 

 

Should I fight for myself or give in to someone who needs it more than I do?

 

 

 

It's just a random post, so let's not probe into it. I'm not referring to anyone in particular for this post.

Once

2 stories

Oh no, my mind is so screwed up. I am doubting my intelligence. It can be really contradicting when you listened to 2 sides of stories. I'm extremely confused because I believed both stories. Here I am, confused totally. I can't tell what is real, and what's not. I felt creepy when the actions of a person differs from words. Hell yeah, I'll just watch the show and indulge myself with nachos.

Sweet weekends

I had a tiring weekend, even so it's enjoyable and fruitful. I filled my tummy to the brim and created a bulging effect. Nah, it's all along bulging out but I probably made it bigger. I slept soundly with no disturbance. Oh well, it's been quite a while since I had a great time. In fact, I had a whale of a time. I love weekends.

Forget about the past

Pretty mood

My tummy is still stirring non-stop like a tornado. I fell asleep peacefully when the urge to vomit hit me. I opened my eyes wide and dashed my way to the washroom to vomit in the middle of the night. The feeling was really awful and those carbon tablets failed to cure me. I guessed I'll have to face the fact and see a doctor real soon. The doctor is definitely going to be longwinded.

 

It's been a long while since I last travelled. I don't really like long hours flight but I like travelling to places that are further. Hokkaido and Melbourne are on the top of my list. It's not about the money issues. I had saved enough for that. It's gonna be easy if you are joining tour but I seriously dislike the idea. I prefer to navigate around by myself, at least, I'd learn something at the end of the day rather than follow blindly. I like to plan my own itinenary instead of being given one.

 

My mood is in a tremendous good shape lately. In fact, I got a pretty mood. No no, it's beautiful and awesome. It was so good that I can't sleep at times.

 

Well, it's always good to be happy.

Tornado

I think I'm suffering from mild food poisoning. Had been vomiting since morning and my stomach was stirring as if there was a tornado. I wish I had diarrhea instead of experiencing throbbing pain only. I'm going through tremendous pain right and and I gonna roll up in my blanket on bed to forget my pain by sleeping. It sounds like an excuse to sleep but it's just so painful. Oh gosh...

Bleeding love

I went shopping with Ah Tard this afternoon. The shopaholics trapped within us unleashed at one go. We spent the entire day shopping. You can hardly picture the size of bags we were carrying. We had a hard time transporting them from one spot to another. Fortunately, it happened only once in a long-long-long while otherwise our wallets are definitely gonna bleed. It's finally Tard's turn to jinx. Like I've said, it's on weekly basis. It's her turn and I swear she's max jinx. She suffered mild food poisoning and dashed her way home holding her bowel. I wonder what's up next for me on the next meetup. Laugh out loud.

Miss you

Gosh! I've been missing Ng Lai Teng <3

7 years

Everyone makes major decision. There's always a point of time when you start asking yourself if you should go ahead or abort the plan. I'm pretty sure you've been caught in such dimension. So do I, I'm a normal human being afterall.

 

I had a past relationship that lasted for 7 years. Everyone thought that he's "The One" because of the time we had together. I knew I never really talk about this since the last breakup. I had this urge to blog about this out of the blue. I know I'm always being random.

 

 

 

 

People tend to ask me...

 

"Hey, it's 7 years. Don't you ever regret?"

 

 

 

 

Well, it's 7 years. True, it sounded really long. The truth is, I don't regret. I swear I don't. I broke up with him not because I stopped loving him. I stopped loving him eventually at the final stage. There were underlying reasons that spark off my decision to the breakup. A boy-girl-relationship is like a chain curse. It affects kinship and friendship indirectly.

 

 

Scenario 1...

A love without family support has it own barrier to cross over. It probably depends on how you manage the existing problems, and your priorities. In my point of view, it can never work without family support. I know successful cases exist, but how high are the chances. My ex's parents aren't supportive about our relationship. I am not badmouthing about them, I am relating this in a neutral status. I had conflicts with my ex's brother's girlfriend. It's complicated indeed. I'm not going to talk about the conflict details because I long forgotten and it's redundant to talk about it. My ex was caught in a difficult position when incidents happened repeatedly. I knew that time was hard for him and I tried to be understanding. Unfortunately, he never stood up for me. I did expect him to put his trust in me. My heart was barely pumping blood to my brain when he suspected my words. His gestures and words are crystal clear. My heart sank under physical and mentally torment. The conflicts acted like a prick in everyone's heart, his family and him definitely. None of them admitted the existence of prick. It was damn tiring to put up a show pretending to like one another, living in harmony. The show lasted for 5 years eventually. Trust me, I've been through it and the feelings sucks to the core.

 

 

Scenario 2...

My ex doesn't love me enough or his love for me faded as time went by. We were probably leading one another on because we thought that it was kind of wasted to ruin a long relationship. I wasn't sure about him, but I'll only share my point of view. It can be wrong, it can be right. Despite the 7 years relationship, I realised I barely know him. I wanted to mingle with his circle of friends, life badly. There was an unbreakable ice door before me forever. I tried for 2 yrs and I gave up eventually. He was reluctant to tag me along when he was out with friends. Even if he did, he refrain me from being myself. He advised me to talk less or behave myself better. I was really sad and he didn't realise about it. I felt as if I embarassed him before his friend or he was shameful about having a loud girlfriend like me. It was hurtful in a way. Since then, I turned him down even when his friends asked me to join their gatherings. I was really sick of being caught in a uncomfortable situation where I had to keep my cool, being soft and pretending to be someone so-not-me. I thought that I should keep my distance so that I would not embarass him any further.

 

 

Scenario 3...

He didn't say, but his words of needles are crystal clear. He used to criticize about my appearance. Let me explain this, he wasn't saying that I'm ugly, but probably not the kind of girl he thought to be pretty. Well, I gotta admit and say this. True, I am not pretty and I never think that I am. He told me to wear dresses, skirts or put on makeup. Most guys wanted a pretty girlfriend. I knew I wasn't the kind of girl he needed. It was sort of demorlising. The damages was viral. The truth is, I am vain. I put on makeup whenever I'm out to town with my gfs. I love dressing up making myself look better. I wear watches and accessories. I match my clothes with shoes and bags. Things turned sour. I stopped dressing up before him, and just him. I was badly affected subconsciously. I dressed really casual even when I'm out at town with him. I skipped the makeup process totally. I can't be bothered by it anymore. His face sulked and the more I heck care about it. Still, I doll up myself before my friends, even until now.

 

 

Scenario 4...

I probably wish not to smear him, but I am sharing about this in a neutral position. I learnt a valuable lesson in this particular relationship.

 

 

 

Never try to mend a relationship with broken trust.

 

 

 

I trusted my ex all along. In fact, he cheated on me. "Cheat" is a powerful word but I can't find any better term. He clubbed, so do I. Unfortunately, he crossed the fire line. I never exposed him openly but I dropped him hints that I had learnt about everything. I never check my ex's handphone for the past 7 years. I wanted to respect his privacy and I trusted him completely. Then one day, I was holding on to his handphone while he was in the gents. A notification with sensitive messages appeared across the screen. I shall not disclose because I believe you should know what I mean by now. Even so, I never talk to him about it. Maybe I'm dumb or you can probably think that I've got high level of tolerance. Well, I encountered the messages for several time before I talked to him about it. One day, a close gf of mine told me that he was tagged in a photo cuddling another girl. It was somehow within my expectation. It was probably the 3rd or 4th cases and I know my trust for him had fallen into the deepest pit. I know it's long gone and there's no longer love.

 

 

Scenario 5...

I turned really cold to him. I lived in my own world, having fun with my friends. I stopped contacting him and wanted to let everything fade away. He probably hadn't realised his mistakes at then and thought that I had neglected him. He did try to salvage the relationship. He tried to seek my attention in Facebook. He would comment and write in my status from time to time. He called me and I ended the call abruptly or ignored it entirely. I stopped replying his messages. My heart was absolutely cold towards him at then. We broke up eventually.

 

 

Summary...

Maybe you might think that it's a pity to give up a 7 years relationship. Let me tell you this, it's even more painful to drag on. I had been with him since my first year in polytechnic. I've been it through with him from polytechnic to National Service to University. Maybe I am not the prettiest or slimest girl in the world. Maybe I am not the best girl with awesome character and attitude. Maybe I am not the nicest girl who cooked and washed for him. All I can say is, I had fulfil my responsibilities as a girlfriend.

 

 

 

We are not suitable for each other.

 

 

 

Sounds like-a-sad? Haha, maybe you'd feel sad after reading it. I am not feeling sad about it. I am proud of myself for making such a big decision. I did wonder if I'll ever regret this. Then I realise there's no such thing called regret. We are grown-ups and we just have to be responsible with our decisions. There's no big deal even if you make a mistake. Just suck it up and fix it right.

 

I am really happy after the breakup. I have more time for friends and I can do the things I want to. I see myself better than before. In fact, I just want to play. Okay, I'm probably still playful at my age which is pretty abnormal. I just wanna enjoy myself for the time being. I am single for almost a year and I don't feel sad about it. I strongly believe that I'll find my right one someday.

 

I just need someone who loves me for who I am and that would be sufficient.

 

 

 

Remember...

 

It's not about the time, but the love and trust.

 

 

 

Don't cry over spilt milk. You can cry out heartily and unleash but dry your tears and move on after you've cried. If I can do it, I'm sure you can do it better than me.

Best wishes to all the girls in the world. Don't give up over failures, work doubly hard to see a better future. There's no forever failures as long as you keep trying. You will find the right one eventually. Don't ever feel ugly because no one is ugly as long as you have a beautiful heart and soul. Treasure what you have and you will make it right.

 

With loves,

Pzy

 

 

 

 

 

Blue roses

It's really touching when you learnt that someone is willing to do the extra miles for you. I am happy and grateful for the effort and surprises. The blue roses are really pretty.

An ice-cream

I fought with my mum over an ice-cream. I overheard dad and her conversation. Then I realized that there's only one chocolate flavour left in the fridge. I screamed aloud in my room, halting to a stop. I dashed as fast as lightning outta my room and stared in bewilderment when my mum held on to the chocolate flavour.

I wanted to be a good daughter, a good girl. Unfortunately my body ain't listening to my mind. They had a miscommunication. I grabbed the ice-cream from my mum's hand and struggled for minutes before she decided to give in. We were shouting like childish children. I won eventually,

Poor mum,but I love her. I know she have in to me deliberately. Hugs.

Uncertainty

I dislike the feelings of uncertainty.

The 7 Phases of Love

Heart Vacancy

Friend, foe

Are you a FRIEND or FOE?

I can no longer differentiate the kind of person you are. I am feeling guilty because I doubted you. I doubted your stories, words, basically everything about you. I tried to be a selective listener but you hurt me metres when I allow you to hurt me an inch. I appeared calm and cool after hearing your tales and so-called heartfelt advices.

 

Then again, I asked myself if I should ever heed your advices. I wish not to hear any of your hurtful remarks. I neither wish to blog about it in details nor share a single word with my friends because I want to protect you despite your horrendous doings. I had no explanation about your doings and I tried my best to understand your plight, pain and pressures.

 

I want to lighten your burden but that doesn't mean that I should be hurt by your words with blades. It's really hurtful with additional bleeding sensation that stabbed me numerous times. I tried to compromise and give in to you as much as I can. To my surprise, I realised that you refrained me from reaching out for my happiness. I turned a blind eye to everything you did and you attempted to harm me despite my kindness.

 

True, I am lost. But you know, I am a human too. I have feelings just like every human beings living on earth. I feel your rejections and I put a stop to it so that I won't hurt you. I wouldn't hurt my friend for the sake of my happiness. Whereas, you, giving me nasty comments and put up a perfect show convinving me to do things that are not gonna hurt you, yet putting me in a painful plight.

 

I don't mind bearing the pain, sharing the woes and lending you my listening ears. Unfortunately, your words were too strong for me to handle. I had been really happy for the past few weeks. I was grateful because everything was back to normal. Now, you are robbing them from me bit by bit.

... I think I need some alcohol

Stars

Good friends are like STARS.
You don't always see them, but you know there are always there.

Only good friends know you inside-out.
Only good friends are able to differentiate your jokes and reality.
Only good friends understand your funny tales.
Only good friends can tell when you mean it or not.
Only good friends sense your sadness and stay by your side.
Only good friends get updates about you despite the distance.
Only good friends sees what you see.
Only good friends support you in your decision.
Only good friends will never bring you down.
Only good friends treasure you like diamonds.
Only good friends cry and get uptight about you.
Only good friends know what is in your mind.
Only good friends go crazy and mad with you.
Only good friends share a drink and fight over food with you.
Only good friends bicker with you like there's no tomorrow.
Only good friends shares your woes and twists them into jokes.
Only good friends know your likes and dislikes.
Only good friends surprise you once in a blue moon making you happy.

Only good friends LOVE YOU for WHO YOU ARE.

Even if you are poor...
Even if you are dumb...
Even if you are a loner...
Even if you are silly...
Even if you are crazy...

Even if you are a NOBODY

You create them, but they build you for who you are.

 

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Some people make use of friendship...

To get more friends?
To get girls/guys?
To get benefits?
To get groupies?
To get awareness?
To get support?
To get envied?

It's as good as treating friendships like dirt.

Friends are meant to be loved and treasured.

Practice Love

Both young

23rd February 2013

Happy Birthday Tan Min Wee ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

 

#Qian, Me, Yb, Lq, Mw

 

Happy Birthday pretty, best wishes in your career and everything. Y'know, we were both young when I first saw you. But now, we ain't young anymore. May your Mr. Right appear before you real soon. Hugs and kisses XOXO.

 

With love,

Pzy

Measured in inches

Everyone makes mistakes in life, so do I. In fact everyone deserves a second chance as long as they learnt and repent. Unfortunately, there are things that are unforgivable.

 

Sometimes... People thought to themselves...

 

"Why am I being treated so badly?"

 

They claimed to be mistreated. The truth is, they made a mistake unknowingly. Without realisation, they insisted their ways of handling matters. They turned a blind eye and lied through their teeth. They assumed that no one knows as long as they haven't been confronted. Well, actually, everyone seen through it, but they simply chose to keep mum about it so as to protect the pride of the others. The main objective is to minimise the damage.

 

They can continue to act. They can continue to lie. But trust me, there will be a day when no one trust them anymore. The boy who cried wolf shall be the best story example.

 

Friends are like a lifetime bond. Strengths depend on the amount of effort you put in. If you put in a penny, you'd probably get a penny in return or probably not. It's the character and attitude that makes you who you are.

 

People loves to prove on the better side of themselves. They only tell about their good deeds, best results, positive career and brightest future. They conceal their darkest side. They hide true facts that are ugly. They only want to build a good image. True, there is no wrong or right. Unfortunately, as time goes by, their darkest side tends to surface bit by bit. Till then, it's gonna disgust the audiences.

 

Everyone yearns for love, who doesn't? Tell me...

 

I'm a big girl who yearns for love even though it may not seem so. Unfortunately, we should never implement underhand methods to get our ultimate aim. Love is a mutual feelings generated through bondings. Family, friends or the sweetest ones, so be it. Pretending to be kind, generous, nice are just stepping stones to set up a perfect image. I don't wanna make it sound so bad. I called it pretentious.

 

Pretentious is untolerable in my dictionary. I may be crude or rude, well, I don't really care. At least, I say what I want. I don't keep things to myself unless it's really personal. I am not perfect, but I won't bother to keep up a good image telling people I am the best when I know I am not. I don't need to be perfect because I can never be. I may not be the best, but I am not fake at least.

 

The term "pretentious" left behind a deep print in my mind. I detest and hate uncontrollably. I really dislike know the truth about people who did things agains their moral. Before they crossed that fire line, I really wondered if the word "shame" ever crossed their mind before everything.

 

I know it can be hard to understand the message I am trying to convey. Probably no one does except myself. Trust me, you will catch it if you are caught in the same situation.

 

You reap what you sow. At the same time, never expect the same amount of in return with the same amount of investment. They can never be on par, they will never be equal. Love and bonds cannot be measures in inches.

Stress

I'm so-so-so stressed up at work. Everyone did well except two. Although it was within my expectation but I failed my responsibilities indirectly. Maybe the papers were hard but it's not the paper to be blamed. It was me who failed to anticipate the questionnaires. Sigh, I need to do some self reflections.

Bubble tea

I know that this is ridiculous but it's true. It's embarrassing but I got to be honest with myself. I went back to sleep a while ago. I shut my eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Not really deep actually because I woke up after a while.

I had a really weird dream.

I dreamt of KOI Ice-cream milk tea with 50% sugar level. Oh lord, save me. I can't stop thinking about bubble tea now. It's 4.52 am right now. I got morning lesson in a few hours time. Bubble tea invaded my mind at a terrible timing.

And now...

It's insomnia. Sigh.

Phases of life

It's 2a.m. It isn't insomnia. I'm awake blogging via mobile simply because I slept too much in the day. I was lying in the bed thinking about different phases of life. Then I realized I've changed. I changed from time to time.

When I was fifteen, I told myself I wish I'll never be tied down by love.
When I was eighteen, I told myself I wish to be independent and my partner is not gonna complete my life.
When I was twenty-one, I wanted to carve out a new career of my own and marriage can wait.
When I was twenty-three, I wanted to get married after thirty.

Now, I'm on my way to twenty-five. Then again, I thought to myself deeply. I wanted a family. I do have a beautiful and happy family. This time round, it's different. I wanted a family of my own. I want to get married before turning 27. Those are the different phases of my life, how about you?

We are all human beings living on the same planet. We change from time to time. Objectives drift as time goes by. Now, I really wish to settle down.

There are times when I can't see. I can't see things crystal clear. It's all blurry images. I'm unclear of my path ahead. I lost my sense of feelings. I can't differentiate like and love.

You may asked...

Do I like him? (Or) Do I love him?

It's just a thin line in between. People claimed to like, but love developed. People claimed to love, in fact it's just a crush and it's like.

I don't need overwhelming loves. I don't need plenty suitors. I don't need a perfect guy. I only need one right guy in my life. That is how I look at it, at least.

There can only be a choice. I don't need options because I am not perfect enough to choose. No one is perfect in this world. It's the imperfections that makes the perfect.

I am imperfect. I never wish to be perfect. I just want to be the apple of the eye, of my right one. It's enough.

But y'know...

It's hard to know when your right one appears before you. You either capture the right moment or miss the chance with him at the moment.

At this point of time, I know that I'm totally lost. I don't know what I want. After all, I'm less sensitive towards mutual feelings. Think about this, I only have 2 relationships in my entire life. The first one lasted for 3 yrs while the second one lasted for 10 yrs. It wasn't easy for me. I moved on but there's something holding me down. I dare not try and step forward. I'm afraid of the hidden risk behind. I'm turning 25, how many more years have I got to spurge. I don't, I really don't have the criteria to splurge.

It's all my plain thoughts. I am not being emotional, I am just sharing my thoughts.

Be you

Reserved

Subconscious

Haha it sounds really sad when you asked your friend to give you morning call. Oh well, that's not the worse. It sounds really very sad when you wanted her to keep calling despite answering her call. I might go back to sleep subconsciously. Then I started thinking about my days in polytechnic when Ah Tard gave me morning calls every single day. There were occasions when she gave up calling as she expected that I'd skipped lessons eventually. Then I realized that it is my blessing to know her. I probably not turned up for lessons and meetings without her existence. Love ya Ah Tard.

Then it sounds pathetic of me when darling Teng was expecting me to make my way else where after meeting her. Then I told her no one dates me and I'm all hers. Awww sad.

Hahaha, what a sad conversation. Even so, I'm still laugh about it.

My messy wardrobe

I am so excited to meet my new room. My dad designed the interior according to my needs. My current wardrobe is about to explode anytime. I got many clothes from cheap to quality ones. I got more than 15 pair of shorts and definitely more than 5 vests. No one believes that I have dresses and skirts, but the truth is, I got plenty of them. I just hardly wear them onto the street. It's sort of inconvenient to me because I feel windy at my legs. I did tell my friends about my funny logic and they simply thought that it was unreasonable. Anyway, I wear skirts and dresses. I really do. Ok fine, no one's ever gonna take my words for that. They gonna say, "I had never seen you in a dress." But the fact is, I'm always on a casual outing and I see no needs or reasons to dress up. Then they will start ranting about partying. As you see, most of the time I'm doing the organizing part and I'd be running up and down, busy like a bumble bee. My dress gonna weigh me down, doubling my difficulties. Alright, I know what' chu gonna call that. You gonna call them excuses. In fact, they are.

 

I wanted to pack my room badly. I nearly fainted just by looking at the number of bags I owned. I wanted to change my bag as often as I can. The fact is that, my wardrobe is so packed that they might just tumbled down if I ever attempt to pull one of it that was burried deep inside. I abandoned the thought eventually. Now, I was hoping for my new wardrobe to be completed as soon as possible. I'll definitely be able to slot everything neatly into places.

 

It's exam period and I had been giving free revisions. I've been making coffees and teas, I mean real coffees and teas with cookies to make a better environment for them. Well, they are having their last paper today and that marks the end of my torment too. Awesome. Best wishes to them. I put in my effort as much as they did. Good results please or else they gonna suffer during the holidays.

 

#Rubbing my hands in glee#

 

Imma happy girl

I am mad happy. I mean really happy and I bet my happiness comes from heart. I can feel the joy in my head chasing away the grayish dark clouds weighing my mind. I thought they were just gone and then I realized that they were not gone but merely disappear into the thin air without a trace.

I've been plastering bright smiles across my face even if the sky is falling down. Despite the awful events, I'm still the tough old me. I thought that I was weak to handle it but I'm not. I'm positively strong. I sleep like log even though I experienced slight insomnia last night. My insomnia wasn't caused by stress by over dosage of happiness. I know it sounded creepy and I wish I have a better alternatives to describe that beautiful feeling.

My mood is beautiful, so beautiful that my best friends are able to sense it from distance. I used to be stranded in a terrible mood that pretty worried my caring mum and dad. I'm firm and confident that I'm out of it. My smiles are coming from heart.

Then my mum asked me, "Are you in love?"

Then I thought to myself again and answered her, "No".

I just can't believe that my mum actually probe me that question out of the blue. She's probably worry about me being left on the shelf. Frankly speaking, I love to joke about being left on the shelf because I thought that it was really hilarious at times. The truth is, I'm not afraid at all.

Y'know what, I know my flaws because I see myself better than the others.

I can't cook and even if I do, it's gonna taste horrible. Everyone thinks that I cannot wash dishes, mop and vacuum the floor. Well, the truth is I can and I'm pretty good at it. I don't do it that pretty often because I'm busy and tired at work, partially laziness too. I talk really much like a machine gun and I've got endless topics. I enjoy laughing heartily with my mouth wide open that cost my image entirely. I'm fat and short, petite is not really the right term for me because I'm not slim at all. True, I can't hide the fact of my horrible figure. "Size " (boobs) matters to guys and I really know. Seriously, I'm not bothered by the issue because it was never an issue to me. I strongly believe my partner will love me for who I am. Friends think that I'm cheery and positive but I think that I'm crazy.

No one is perfect. It's the imperfect that makes you perfect.

Love across the boundaries. It is never about the height, weight, distance and differences. It's all about the heart and soul. The unexplainable feelings and the comfort zone you're in.

Be nice and true. Be kind and understanding. That's the exact way to earn respect from the others.

Mum always tell me to control myself and make changes. Well, I don't want to. I'm just being me and I'm proud of who I am. I don't wanna make changes to please. Next, making changes to myself to get a boyfriend is so-not-me.

One day, I'll find someone who loves me for who I am.

So, mum should worry less when her daughter doesn't even give a damn about it. I don't really care if I gonna marry before or after 30. It's all fated. It will be if it's meant to be. Despite all the theories, trust me, I'll still continue to joke about being left on the shelf coz its so funny.

Love exists as long as you love, or you are being loved.

Y'know what, I'm really a happy girl now. I have a beautiful, awesome and fantastic life.

Inside my head

**A kid caught a glimpse of my flowers on the desk.**

Kid: Wah, you got flowers arh? From boyfriend?

 

Me: No…

Kid: From a guy?

Me: No…

Kid: From who?

Me: From a girl…

Kid: PATHETIC eh!!! Really is unwanted.

Inside my head, I killed that kid 3 times with a gun. ROARRRRR! FUMES! After that, I hanged my head low and huuuuuuuuuuuuuu ~

A little bit

28th November 2012

If you work on something a little bit every day, you end up with something that is massive.

 

I missed out this particular post by accident. Well, I'm afraid there's gonna be more because I took photos with my handphone and I had no time to upload the photos into my laptop. I was really busy, at the same time, I couldn't explain what I'm busy with. Most probably, I'm busy with work although everyone thought that I'm a slacker. I'd look like a full-time slacker. Well, that's not entirely the truth. I need to prepare materials, do purchases and orders etc. Hey hey, I'm not a free loader.

 

I work only 4 days a week and I really work and play hard when it's time to. As time goes by, some of my friends thought that I was a rich man's daughter. I wonder how, I wonder why. People assumes that I dine at expensive restaurant and shop for expensive stuffs. Oh gosh, that's not the truth. My dad is a pauper. Oh shit, wrong description. He isn't a pauper. He'd be hopping mad if he learnt about what I said. He's just an ordinary old man who works and slogs hard like the others. He's not rich otherwise I wouldn't be living in HDB flat. I bet it make sense.

 

#Ah Tard and me

 

 

#Dinner

 

My gfs don't really play pool. Only Ah Tard does. But well, she used to be really poor at this. She used to hold the cue like an axe and throw the ball out of the table that hit me not once but twice. We had our dinner at Bugis Plus before heading to Plaza Singapura for arcade. True, not many are willing to travel with me just to play. Only my dearest Ah Tard. Love you deep deep.

#Chill out at Starbucks

Home sweet home after our coffee.

Cheers,
Pzy



Retail therapy

Sunny

The important thing is not to be bitter over life’s disappointments. Learn to let go of the past and recognize that everyday won’t be sunny. And when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair, remember it’s only in the black of night you can see the stars, and those stars will lead you back home. So don’t be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble, to fall, because most of the times the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most.

Not fake perfection

Making mistakes does not mean you're a failure. It just means you're trying and learning in life.

Everyone is born to make mistakes, not fake perfection.

Don't carry your mistakes around with you. Instead, place then under your feet and use then as stepping stones.

Never regret. If it's good, it's wonderful. If it's bad, it's experience.

You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. Definitely, as time goes by.

Calm

A day

What a day! I had a dream last night, oh well, I could not remember the slightest detail. I assumed I did bungee jump because I fell to the ground with a loud thud. I was struggling to get up but I was too tired to do so. I continued my sleep on the ground and woke up in cold this morning. The floor was icing cold because my air con is really cold even when I adjust it to 26 degree Celsius. Dark bruises found on my hip and I was grabbing the leg of my chair as though it was my bolster. My arms have been itching badly. I mean real itch and not itch for a beating. Not something like that definitely. It looks like rashes to me and I have a strong urge to scratch. I've been applying cream to the affected areas twice a day. Imma good girl. They subsided for a while before coming back to me. Oh dear, I don't wanna scratch for life. I don't wanna look itchy scratchy before my friends. I swear I'll nap after my last morning lesson immediately. The sleepy monster is summoning me now.

Facing you

I seriously don't want to face you anymore because I don't know how to.

Beauty and a beat

Don't stop the party

You know it

Oh gosh, I'm feeling so bloated that I can't get to sleep. I'm physically tired but my tummy is not behaving well. Please don't be mistaken that I'm pregnant because I'M NOT. I had really bad stomach cramp since yesterday. I'm pretty sure, that explains my fiery temper blasting out of the blue on a Saturday night. The cramp is driving me mad. I had been rolling in pain on my bed whenever I got the chance to. I was napping and mossie (mosquito) just refused to let me off by giving me a peck on my face. I swear I'll kill that mossie if I ever have the chance to.

 

#Forever tired

 

My temper is really bad. I bet you wanna come near me. I swear I'll bite without notice. I had been eating alot. I had two bowls of rice, a bowl of glutinuous rice balls, pastries, snacks and noodles for dinner. Well, that sounds pretty scary.

 

#Forever hungry

 

Even so, I'm still in a good mood. Well, I don't really care about what's going on around me. You can pin point fault at me or make critism about me. I'm not listening to it because I know I hadn't done those awful stuffs. If I ever did, I'm sure I have the guts to admit it. I'm so sick of seeing FB status with hidden messages. Maybe you are referring to me, or maybe you are not. Lol, I don't give a fuck about it even if people are telling me so-and-so because I didn't do it. I mean I can't do much really if you allow your imagination to run wild or referring to me. Oh well well well...

 

#Forever cool

 

Backstab sounds really cool at time. Unfortunately, I don't stab from the back. I prefer to do it at the FRONT. It's either I make comments in everyone's presence or I'll just shut the fuck up. You will know it if y'know me. That's the real me.

 

I need no updates regarding any FB status referring to me. First, it's impossible to rectify. Secondly, how many heroes have the guts to stand up and say, "Hey, I'm talking bout you, fucker!". I'll just leave it the way it should be. Even if it's really me, do you think I really care?

 

#Forever heck care

 

Lol, if you think I did.

 

Like I say, it's the attitude and personality that build a character. I may not have the best attitude or personality, but I have my own character. It may not be the best, but I still know what are moral and integrity.

 

#Forever attitude

 

Maybe you think that I got attitude problem. But still, I have more than enough gfs and friends who love me for my attitude and willing to standby me. Losing one or two passerbys in my life ain't something major. I don't really need superficial friends who cross me like a bridge, use me as a tool. I only keep the true ones by my side. I'll never forgive if you ever cross that line. I can forgive lies and mistakes but not against moral and intergrity.

 

#Forever happy

 

I'm still in a great mood. I'm smiling, you see. Alright, I'll hit the bed. Y'know, it's really late. Have a good good night.

The Epic Mix

See the light

I'm completely disgusted by you. Fuck my life. Don't ever attempt to ruin my short term of happiness because I'll never allow that to happen. You need some moral guidances urgently for you have no moral and intergrity.

 

You are not even fit to be my friend.

 

You can run, but you can't hide. The truth will see the light someday.

Disgusted completely

It's kinda obvious that I am directing this message to someone. Apparently, I'm not referring to all but one ONLY. Please do not be overly sensitive about this just because I am rude and nasty in my message. I am not being full of myself but simply stating facts from my point of view.

 

Hey COWARD,

 

If you like me, be brave and tell me about it. If you have the courage to love, why no courage to confess then. You are afraid of being rejected definitely, but the truth is, everyone fears of it too. Instead of being frank with your feelings, you took up an alternative to build your pride. You spread untrue stories about me being so-in-love you.You fantasize about my infatuation about you. You decided to remove me from your options because you thought that I wasn't good enough.

 

 

 

So, that makes you think that you are the winner standing tall?

 

 

 

Oh c'mon. The truth is, I was aware about your interest. Frankly speaking, I see you as a friend, just a friend and nothing more than a friend. I show you respects but you show me none. Your actions disgusted me completely. You thought that I wasn't good enough just because you realized that I would never accept you as a suitor.

 

You are twisting facts around the fingers when you claimed that the others might be leaving if you intrude my life successfully/completely (having a real status/relationship with me). First, you got to ponder deeply to yourself about this tedious yet simple question.

 

 

 

What makes you think that we can be possible in the first place?

 

 

 

Well, I am not saying that you are bad. I never judge you right from the start. You are good, but you don't have to bring me down to make yourself a better man. Making up stories about my interest about you to bring up your value. That sounds perfectly "great" with inverted commas (sarcasm).

 

 

 

 

 

Should I be grateful because I have the criterias that make you proud when you boast about my interest towards you?

 

 

 

Or...

 

 

 

Should I sympathize you for such lonely plight forcing you to lie through your teeth?

 

 

 

 

 

No matter what happens in the past or now, we are just friends. JUST FRIENDS only. We will never have a fruitful outcome because our characters don't match at all. Please do not fantasize about my infatuation about you because it never exist in the first place. Stop claiming and thinking that I like you right from the start, it is sickening. If you have the courage to like me, have the courage to admit it even if you might be facing rejections. I respect people who has the courage to admit and confess rather than putting up a bad show, playing mind games to make themselves look really awesome. 

 

Stop being self-centered thinking that you are on high demand being good looking. At the end of the day, it's the attitude and character that makes a man, not the appearance. By the way, you are not as good looking as you thought. Probably to some, not to me definitely. I am not judging you. I am simply telling you my heartfelt speech. 

 

You are not even mature enough to handle yourself. Please grow up and widen your horizon. I need a man, not a boy. Sorry, I never love you right from the start. Not now, not in the future mainly because I despise coward. 

 

 

 

Your sincerely,

Pzy

 

 

 

Beyond the imperfections