Finally.. I got 2 days worth of rest.. I went to the doctor yesterday and she felt that I deserved 2 days of MC!!! Yeah!

But anyway..

I am so happy today..

Finally got the rest I have always wanted and I woke up only at noon..

Finally started on my new HK series..

Finally signed up for the government Progress Package online..

Finally started on my project.. Applied Research!! Can you believe it??

Finally know my deployment for the week already.. Good.. good..

To top them up, my dear Susan bought me something!! For the first time!!!

(Must mark out this date.. 30 Mar 06.. Rare like shit.. Hahaha..)

Knowing that I am having a sore throat, she bought luo han guo for me to drink!!

Thanks sweets! You made my day!!!

Everyone hates liars. I am one who simple loathes them. I might forgive someone for lying to me, but I will never trust that person again. However, although (I call them) direct liars are detestable, they cannot be compared to liars of another category. I call them 'Deceiving by Omission'.

These people deliberately leave out information. You may argue that they cannot be labeled as liars. But you cant deny the fact that they have the intention to hide something. It is especially frustrating when you know that you are a 'victim', but you cant protest as there's nothing seemingly wrong with that kind of conversation. Furthermore, why force someone to say something when he/she doesn’t want to spill it out right?

Someone actually told me that it takes two hands to clap in a relationship. I beg to differ. Think of any relationship as a rubber band. 2 different hands are holding either side of it. What happens when one hand pulls the rubber band? Tension occurs. The other party is frustrated. He/She pulls the other end of the rubber band and creates even more tension. When both sides come to an agreement, their hands loosen and tension ceases. However, when one party gets too tired from being pulled, he/she might release the rubber band altogether.

Whatever. Anyway, I have developed a short fuse recently. I get irritated easily although I can control my emotions well. Sometimes, it's better not to be bothered by things happening around you. As what Roger would say, 'don't know, don't care, don't bother'.

This entry is not for the faint hearted. It may contain some explicit and sexy photos portraying some degree of nakedness.

"I shouldn't have done it on the beach. Its no fun doing it in the water. My nipple almost came off".

It was a breezy and sunny Saturday morning. Perfect for absorbing sunlight I thought. My campmates and I had arranged to go Sentosa and we reached there in high spirits. However, most of them turned up late. This was our strength at 1100hrs.



The rest of them joined us about TWO hours later! We were enjoying the sun, sand and the sea, while playing Frisbee and volleyball. Then it happened. As the sun was damn hot, all of us took a dip in the water.


All guys outing.



Piling on top of one another.



Then it happened..


Ouch..



SM gone wrong?

The truth is, My friend's pet dog, Alfie, was initially reluctant to play with us. We were taking a dip in the water when Alfie turned and stared at me. When I returned his gaze, he started to swim towards me. I was taken aback, but as I could see that he was afraid of water, I made a move towards him, gave him a hug while lifting him up so that he would calm down. Just when I thought that it was alright to let him go, he got afraid and pounced straight back at me. It really took me by surprise and there you go.. The story of the bleeding nipple.. Hahaha..



Seen a bleeding nipple before?



The culprit.


Enjoying himself after ripping my nipple apart.

After this incident, I realised that I have a bunch of great friends! Just when I decided to retire from the water because of the bleeding, all of them desperately begged me to take photos with them first!! They even asked me to see a doctor asap in case I turn into a werewolf at night! Haiz.. the thing with watching too much movies.

Anyway, I went off first as I wanted to get some antiseptic cream. I met up with Bernard, Wenjie, Jiahui, Yu Gui and Priscillia at Underwater World. (My nipple is still sore) We then made our way down to Suntec. We had an estatic time, talking rubbish (still thinking of my nipple) and this photo taken at Carrefour sums up everything.


Trying on kids' sunglasses.


Couldn't resist taking one myself.

If only every Saturday was just as fun.. Minus the injuries..

We often find ourselves wondering, 'Why is life so complicated'? When we were young, sweets were the most rewarding treat (we did not have to worry about tooth decay), toys come at no cost (our parents paid for them), truth is the only thing that we were allowed to say (we would be deemed as a naughty child if we told lies), friends were friends (there is no need to worry about motives), playing means the world to us (injury and dangerous were not in our dictionary) and feeling troubled were the least of our worries (our parents acted as protective shields).

Life was so simple back then, until complication seeps in.

Because of it, we have to choose our friends carefully.
Because of it, there are office politics.
Because of it, we keep worrying about supporting ourselves.
Because of it, crimes are on the rise.
Because of it, we become realistic and materialistic.
Because of it, educational attainment is god damn important.
Because of it, we have to hurt people to achieve our aims.
It is because of complication that you reject someone that who holds you dear, only to lose her later and find out that she is the one you actually love.

Imagine life as clear waters and complication is accumulated fine sand. Wouldnt it be wonderful if we could see everything clearly in the waters? I think we have only ourselves to blame. We are the one who makes things complicated. We are the culprits who put the blame for our own mistakes on situational disadvantages. We are the stupid ones who doesn't know how to treasure the things we own. And we are the same people who choose our paths, only to regret our decisions later.

And you might be thinking.. If things were simpler, then brains would be useless.

I still remember watching the movie 'Sliding Doors' starring Gwyneth Paltrow when I was in Secondary school. She is Helen, a PR personnel who had just been sacked. She is returning home when time reverses itself for a few seconds and a second version of herself is created. 2 scenarios then occur. One in which she catches the train home and the other which she misses the train. In the first scenario, she met James, returned home to find her boyfriend screwing his ex girlfriend and subsequently ended up with James. In the second scenario, she got mugged, went to hospital and eventually arriving home to find her boyfriend in the shower alone. She even ended up taking 2 jobs to support her bastard boyfriend who continued to cheat on her.

I often imagine how life will turn out if I make a split second decision. Would things turn out better or worse? If I had decided to go JC instead of poly, what will I be like? Who will I become? I am really happy to have my friends with me throughout all these years. They are my many pillars of support and they bring back fond memories. Having said that, there are times when I got hurt by others and felt depressed. Would things be different if I had chosen another path? It's both contradicting and conflicting.

However, what I have is sufficient to compensate for what I lack. If I do not have this unbelievably crazy bunch of friends, many things would not be possible. 5 + 1 would merely be a myth. Kenny would not have roped me into Zoosh and I might not even know the existence of Susan, Hazel and many others. I might not know how to play mahjong, I might not how to hold a mike as well as Tammy and I might not even know who's Jay Chou! That was exaggerated, but you get my point.

It has been some time since I last blogged. I seem to have difficultly stringing proper sentences nowadays. The worst thing is, I am having the insomnia bug. I think I slept like, an average of 4 hours a day for the past few days? Whatever. Shall blog again when I feel like it..