So It Was Like This...
Yes I know I haven't blogged since the first day of CNY. Yes I know its the 26th. What's the deal? Its been a wonderful four-day holiday for me, despite *still* not finishing my two 2500-word term papers for Developmental Linguistics. I've sourced for some books in Mother Tongue acquisition and Childhood Language Disorders hoping to gather some quality words of wisdom from well-known linguists, while doing what I gleefully term 'legal plagiarism'.... CNY is still happening, folks... and the past four days and nights were spent visiting, eating, gambling, sleeping, in no particular order of course. I've had nice sets of new clothes this year, amidst the shock of seeing dearest Shadowlight dressed in *red* *gasp*, otherwise he's pretty cute.
The other day after slugging at the books for about an hour in the canteen outside a closed library, I drove off to FM's house and spent some hours pondering over open palms and travel lines. Oh yes frownlines aplenty as we discussed the future and currents 'Oh he's good, he's very good, oh you don't love him that much now but you'll fall very hard later probably harder than the last one... you do know what happened in the last one don't you? Will you be able to control yourself?'
FM's mother thinks that I ought to be less emotional in order to see all four corners of my life.
How can I be less emotional, really?
Its the feelings and thoughts that run haywire inside the folds of this brain that makes me what I am. Without the heart where is the head? Without the head where is the heart?
Kevin, my ex's good friend and always a source of self-centred sarcaticism, for instance, saw *the* photo and asked if he were the one who proposed to me earlier. No, darling. No one's proposed to me yet, except maybe for fun. I've been having lots of fun lately, and have no plans to lose out on fun. Not that I'm not a good girl. I'm a very, very good girl, aren't I?
On Day 3 I met up with Chi Wei, Heng Wah, Thiran and Hankee after many years (except of course, I've been seeing Chi Wei every year recently since AIESEC), and we had a good time exchanging information on ex's and currents, and old time jokes about how we first got to know each other in form 5. Stories of a certain Dr-to-be still studying in Wales and bulking up on the muscles left us in stitches, and oh well, I do marvel at the speed of which time flies, and how we have grown since.
'So tell me what was wrong with him?'
'Simple. I just couldn't, didn't like him. There was nothing wrong with him.'
They still wonder. Isn't it funny? 6 years of a friendship, and everytime people ask I give the same reason but people still can't remember. Or is it a male thing??
Back to work folks and have a happy new year!!
