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I was walking back to my room when I saw this tiny being literally lying face-down on the floor in front of SS (SuperSnacks™). Then her mom looked down at her. Straight away I could imagine if I were the girl and my mom saw me doing that. She'd yell at me, "Oi Do! Jijik ah guling2 di lantai mak itu (begitu)! Malu pulok dijingok uong (diliat orang)!"
Now this mom-n-girl in front of SS were angmos. So instead of yelling of the girl, the mom stepped on her when I walk pass them (@_@);
In short, it made me think about how I would bring up a child.
Okay, that was worth "ha ha ha"-ed at.
sigh.
I just thought thinking earlier would be good.

impulsive

These days I easily get bored.
I became so-very-don't-know-how-to-not-get-bored.
So I joined NUS Freeze in the morning.
And put on an unlikely outfit just now, just for the sake of irregularity.
heh.

[the otherside]

When reading Lei Da Wei's blog recently, my head became thrilled by the complexity of the love story he mentioned. Made me recall of what I often did back in my childhood. I used to lullaby myself with storylines of me, the girl I liked, and some more figures (well, friends. sometimes Ivan Ooze and monsters, when I tried to come up with the heroic side of me). I made up my days with imaginations of how things would turn out between me and a girl. How I say this.. then she says that.. then I'll say this... then she'll say 'yes'... then yay. happy. It was just great, imagining.

Don't know when those habits fled me.

But I caught something. Having had broken relationship several (okay, four) times, I became conscious of the other side of a love story. Before - after. Pre - post. Do you realize how many comics end with a couple being happy together, then the author writes some beautiful sentences that make us tear? How many 2-hours movies end with the guy and the girl joined together... then the cam zooms out, n credits start flying in? How many children storybooks end with the famous "and they lived happily ever after"?

It's difficult to admit, but as a guy (man, if 20 is enough for one to be called as one) I realize that striving for my love story was really an ego I'd been having. Don't know why winning a girl's heart seems so addictive. Tried so hard to reach the point where she would say "I love you too" and found out that about love, I had no clue. Thought it was time for happily ever after, yet ever after turned out to be a month or two. It might not be the quarrel, it might not be the fight; it might just be walking it day and night.

I'm not being skeptical. Just sharing how things are. I guess for most of we guys, striving for a woman's heart would be like hiking a steep slope. Once we get up there, we victoriusly punch the air, inhale satisfactorily, look forward, and find that long straight road that still needs to be walked through. Now the difficult part actually starts here =)

Heart grows clod at times and passion flickers; yet a conscious mind remembers, and thus glad are those who live up to their commitment.

-say(2)

happiness is not end game.

think eternity.

sophomores.

yak... beginilah...

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