Something that hurts you may not be something you'll regret.

All those people who have been feeling resentment towards my philosophies on 'love' (which I know I've been pushing persistantly... that was the idea), I have good news and bad news.


Good news:

I now understand how you might feel.

Of late, my stamina has been strangely wonderful; with exception of my trip to Kuching, I've been running almost every night in the park, 3.3km non-stop, being more elated when it's raining. Exception being on the days I have salsa class, and sometimes I still find myself thinking: should I go running anyway?

Just now I even did weight training, situps, push ups, dips, leg raises, lunges...

Also, I think I've mentioned that I lost my appeitite the day after, and lost 1 kg or thereabouts within two days of, being rejected. Although I've since regained that weight and appetite, it still surprises me that it could happen to me. I have NEVER lost my appetite over a guy before.


Also, early on in the courtship, I found I got so easily and unreasonably jealous. I see him with a female friend or hear him talking about it and I feel ABSOLUTELY uncomfortable. I tried very hard not to let it get in the way by just booting everytime I felt that way, but I think that was 弄巧反拙... In any case, I never thought I could ever find it in me to be jealous. It was scary.


Of course, the korean drama "princess hours" vcd that I've been watching recently doesn't help matters. I think it's a 50% contributory factor.


When I finally get over this, I'll probably attribute it to 99%.


Bad news:
I stick by my philosophy. Just because I like a guy that much doesn't change my stand.



But seriously... somebody tell me what to do... I thought I'd be over it by now... I've done anything girls have done throughout history: physically exhaust myself, throw myself into activities, cut my hair (although it was getting very long anyway)... I as going to go clubbing to flirt with guys, but I backed out last minute. And it's just hurting more.


So anyway, now to stuff you'd much more request from this blog: nonsense.


My dad got me an early christmas present in the form of an ipod nano, to replace the one with the screen screwed the second time.


And I love it to bits. Loveitloveitloveitloveit. It's just so conveniant. I'm am now an official convert.

You can create playlists on it!! And it doesn't need batteries!! It gets charged while connected to the computer!!

Of course, you probably knew that already... but I didn't... and so now I'm raving about it.


I just which there was a red cover instead of a pink one... or purple maybe... but oh well...


I think I did well in bonding with my auntie over christmas... And she really seemed to love the painting I addressed to the family...


But until she actually opened it, my dear cousin happily 'assumed' it was a portrait of myself, which she gleefully threatened to hang in the bathroom so I could watch them all in the toilet...


And of course, when the actual painting--- a picture of roses with the caption: Where flowers bloom, so does hope---- was revealed, she still suggested putting it in the toilet, and my sister decided to reveal how my mum hung a picture of a sinking ship on the back of the guestroom bathroom door so that a person doing his/her business would approprietely see a picture of a sinking object. So I said, "Where flowers BLOOM..." It's very bad toilet humour, but it works.


Wondering about that Zouk thing at the expo... is it worth the money?