Choices

“It’s impossible to grasp just how powerful love is. It can sustain us through trying times. Or motivate us to make extraordinary sacrifices. It can make decent men commit the darkest deeds. Or compel ordinary women to search for hidden truth. And long after we’re gone, love remains; burned into our memories. We all search for love but some of us, after we’ve found it, wish we hadn’t.”

- Desperate Housewives

I recently became acquainted with my mum's favourite magazine "Life & Love", which I must admit, after initial skepticism and doubt, found it to be a very happening piece of read. Some stories spoke of triumphs, others heartaches. One author who particularly caught my eye, posed some very interesting questions on the topic of love. We women are constantly waiting, waiting to be loved, waiting to love. But in a crazy and unpredictable world like today, loving will scorch you. Loving will not necessarily lead you to the yellow brick road, instead it is a journey full of thorns, rocks and scars. So in an equation that contains 3 constants with each leading to a different result, would you choose:
A. love,
B. marriage or
C. happiness

The Mourning Period

So that's it..after an anxiety filled week followed by a nervous weekend waiting for a call that should have came.. yet never did, all you are left with is disappointment and self-doubt. This is the era of darkness, the period of mourning. AND uni is not a happy place to be with exam looming just ahead and talks of people getting good jobs wherever you go. Who is it that told me slugging through uni for the first 4 years but work your ass off for the last one should be shot! Instead, the alternative route of: "should have worked hard, could have looked for vacation placement thus wouldn't be in this mess" should have been taken!! Advice for newbies: don't listen to upper years, they are full of shit!
If only a ray of sunshine in the form of HK would come and take my pain away...

Quote of the day: "it is never too early for a daiquiri" AMEN to that!

The New Gladiator

This is an announcement to say that Josh has officially changed her status from "PET" to "GLADIATOR"

But... she is sitting next to me and saying she'd rather be pet... yes.. well we don't always get what we want now do we.... be content with what I give you...

The cleverest of the dumb bunch

Someone told me after taxation that I was "slutty" because I got excited over knowing someone who's IQ seem to be topping the 180 mark, yes Rebecca and Shan, I am talking about you. Thanks... you guys are REAL friends....

Yes I realise that I'm not the smartest cookie in the world, but do you not think that *** may not like **** who are smarter than him because he is already smart enough for the both of us??!! And PLUS, why would he want to be talking to a genius and feel dumb when he can talk to little ol' me, who can make him feel like the smartest man in the whole wide world hehe

SO Becky, stop saying I'm slutty, and Shan no more ohh poor didi... I know exactly how this work and THAT makes me smart...

Psychic Louise

Dear Louise... I've been wondering... it's has been what 12 days now? 2 more days to go until your so called "career opportunity in..." and i just wanna ask.. WHERE THE HELL IS IT??!!! $35.00 down the drain and no reply from anyone... you get my hopes up and then dash them...
=( Where are you my opportunities?... I'm so sick and tired of waiting...

Affair with vanity

After falling in love with a fur coat and bring out the bucks to buy it... i am now feeling huge pangs of guilt. Thoughts of baby animals... supplied by a certain skunk and emphasise added by Joshi...i wonder if i shall ever touch it again..

I must admit vanity got the better of my conscience on saturday when I walked through a boutique and found a lovable fur coat... twirling around in front of the mirror and thinking about how it would look with boots walking down the streets left a fuzzy pink happy colour in my mind. But now thanks to my all supportive friends...that bubble has burst.

ohhh my poor coat... what shall I do with you??!!! *sob* *sob*

Mental note to self: no more going goo goo gaa gaaa over something that you are going to regret buying later because you know that eggs will be thrown at you if you wear it.