I used to think it was quite unfilial to send one loved one to the old folks home, but now i guess if it's for the better, we should.

Sadly the family will be sending a family friend over(an uncle who spent his life working for my mom's family). I guess the thought of him being able to get companionship and having someone to take care of him for once makes it better. At least he'll be taken care of should anything *touch wood* goes wrong.

I guess it's not the stigma of someone who sends relatives to old folk's home as one who simply brushes the hands of the party but it's actually for the better. Would you rather the person lives alone and anything could simply go wrong.

I guess i'm still not used to the idea.

No more dinners at the place i once knew as HQ. No more reasons to bask in the atmosphere of my childhood area. No more garden and dreams of getting married there. No more semi-d to feel rich in. heh.

oh well .. time to start mugging for french.

How would you define love?

I think my boyfriend loves me more than i love him.

Yet, he thinks likewise.

Like he said, how would you define love?

Do you count by the amount of money spent?
The time and journey spent to visit the other?
The no. of times you took the initiative to hug or kiss the other?
The no. of times you feed the other?
How about the times something you did or say initiated a quarrel to start?

Fine shall stop digressing from projects

I'm glad we got over yesterday's unpleasantaries. *muacks*

Thanks my sweetie for cooking for me today, cant believe it's your first time =) so sweet of you, feel so xing fu.

Got to watch the much anticipated Da Vinci Code, the effects were very nice i must say but it did get quite draggy. Maybe just like serene said, if you read the book you wont enjoy it as much as if you didnt.

Ate at Billy Bomber's after that but maybe it's due to the fact that my stomach's ultra-sensitve lately, it feels bad even now. And i even stupidly ate another bowl of porridge upon coming home.

Off to prepare tomorrow's presentation.

Post no. 235. Have it been that many?

Dont understand how she can talk to him so nicely yet scream at me for the same thing. 2 faced b****. Damnit to you i'm nothing isnt it. You only know how to pick on him and overlook his flaws.

I dont know, i'm tired. F*** you, you seriously expect me to live on $100 these few months including transport isnt it. Why cant you get him to buy his own dinner especially since he comes home earlier. Shit you.

I dont seem to have any energy for school or work. Someone save me please.

Lucky or unlucky for me, i already have my placement secured in Suzhou and i cant for any reason back out now. Oh well, at least i need not fret about sending resumes and interviews although some of the placements looks interesting.

I think some scums on this earth deserves to just disappear.

Happy 4th month darling =) seems much much longer though haha.

I guess it was great that we went out on saturday instead but where's my butter crab?? lol just joking =)

Poseidon was fun, ok i admit i freaked out a little but it's quite sad that some characters had to die which made it not like the typical hollywood movie whereby all the 'good guys' lived.

Headed to shop around town later, managed to get a pair of shoes and after more wondering we decided on Tonkichi =)

Had an experience there which made me wonder why are people so inquisitive or plainly just k-po and ever heard of being discrete? Like it's any of your business if we fed each other or if i paid.

Anyway overall had a great time =)

Still i must apologise for my silent treatment yesterday darling. I'm really sorry, i love you.

Back to work.

Love is...
The way my heart flutters just at the mere thought of meeting him seconds away
The way he never seems to wonder far away from my thought
The way i cant help but break into a wide smile when i see him
The way i feel funny when i dont message him
Feeding him first whenever you're served your meal
Being worried when he's sick or injured
Getting upset when he's upset
Wishing to be with him every minute every second
Imagining a future with him
Feeling the pinch whenever he spends to much

And the list goes on.. =)

I love you *muacks*

I dont know what the fucking hell is your problem and if you are gonna be such a fucking coward and not leave your name and leave such stupid comments which is reflective of that of a child stuck in a primary 3 mind that's your damn problem. Stop dirtying my tagboard with you useless, unconstructive comments.

On a happier note, it was fun yesterday =). It was just like the olden days whereby bicycles were the chosen mode of transport due to obvious reasons such as poverty and the girls wore retro dresses with big hairbands and guys with tailored pants and suspendors.

Well it wasnt exactly the case with us in terms of dressing but still it was great having him cycle me around, sitting at the top of the hill overlooking the reservior, lying on his lap just talking random stuff. The feeling is just so wonderful and just wow. Haha, i'm at a loss of word.

I guess despite all our differences, it's great to know that we can still settle what ever that is bothering us and be happy again.

Election results out soon.

There i am helping with my friend with regards to her relationship and yet here i am not even sure where mine's heading.

I admit i'm not the best girlfriend around but i dont think i'm that bad. I've given you my everything what more do you want. You know i always forget about messaging you after something and it's not intentional. You know that i'll get stubborn and clam up and after that you'll forget about it and stubborn me will still refuse to talk and it's your turn to pacify me. Why does it seem like a never ending game.

I dont know what to do.

Note to self: Dont be such a cheapo and use some i dont know what brand chocolate instead of Hershey's. Dont think you're saving money by using up the block of butter and ending up mixing 2 types of butter together. Fudge brownies are meant to be slightly liquid when it's done baking, it'll turn hard after that.

Sigh, feel like such a failure, the next time i shall do the perfect brownies again. This time no cutting cost and mixing of butter.