Was watching 我的野蛮女友 today. It is always very amazing how things will turn out in the end in life. Take for example, before I went into JJ, it was very popular to chat in mIRC. Hence I went into the #JJC channel and wanted to get to know people. Usually I don't give out my contacts but they will always give me their numbers. At that point in time, I have a little notebook that I write down the numbers of my new classmates. I wrote HIS number down. That number was then left unattended to.
One year down the road, the captain of my CCA wanted me to clear his locker for him. I presume that's because I am the next captain after him. So that made us closer and eventually we got together. Years down the road, I opened up the little notebook that I had and realise that the person I was chatting with is actually my guy! I guess if things were meant to be, it will happen eventually.

Things happen for a reason. Similarly, I acknowledged May's camp-mate as "Daddy" 10 years ago. My daddy and I were pretty even back then. We can chat on the phone for hours, but our conversations mainly centred around his relationships. We manage to maintain this relationship for quite some time, but lost touch eventually when both of us had to juggle our tertiary lives.
Years down the road, I only met him once when I invited him to my 21st birthday. After that, we basically became 2 individuals leading different lives. Fast forward to Dec 2007, saw this other friend in MSN. Chatted with him and he started asking me out. Was a bit paranoid because he had interest in me 10 years ago. I didn't want to risk giving him the wrong idea. But after much tries, I relented and went out with him. He knows May and my daddy. Chatted with him about old times and suggested an outing to see my daddy and May.
Life went on as usual, he tried asking me out often and would sms me every night. I was indifferent and only agreed to go out when I start have pangs of guilt for rejecting him all the time. One fine day, my daddy decided to call him and arrange an outing. He remembered what I said and told my daddy that I wanted to meet him too. So a dinner was arranged and 4 of us were gathered at this restaurant. Talked about old times and each other's lives. I felt lost. I felt like all 3 of them have achieved a lot more than me. I felt weird.
Nonetheless, there was a second outing and it was pretty enjoyable as well. Subsequently, I only met up with my daddy as he was going through a rough patch in his relationship. Things progress from there and eventually we fell in love.
Now he's my baby. From daddy to baby, it's amazing and surprising. I still feel funny at times. Things seemed so surreal. But I'm really in bliss now. Hope this will never end~

Once again, I'm confused. I just received his email and his big plan for proposal. Something that I really yearn for since we were in our varsity days. Somehow everything seems so unreal now. Things did go according to plan. We were supposed to get married when he's 28. It's been brought forward by a year even. However, things are no longer the same anymore. Everything changed when I made that fatal decision. I can't really say I regret it but there's definitely tinges of "what would have happened if I didn't..." feelings.

When I left No. 3, I thought we would get back together. In fact everyone around me thought that way. Things changed though. There was the inclusion of someone new in the equation. M was there to take care of him in his darkest days. I wanted him to be happy. Even after he broke up with M, things couldn't go back to how it was in the past. It seemed as if we had reached another paradigm.

Things dragged on. Both of us became weary. None of us can keep up with the increased need to 付出. I guess that's when the weak bond between us crumbled totally. I know we can't be together anymore. I sincerely hope for the best for him. Persevere on, I know you will definitely find your own happiness~

The missing shoe saga again. I lost another pair of shoes again. It's ridiculous how people love my shoes. This time, my purple loafers. And I just mended the heels 2 days ago.
I left my shoes outside the house again and by the time I wanna go home, the shoes were missing, yet again. I'm surprised how calmly I took it this time though. I guess you feel jaded when such things happen often. In this case, twice within 2 months. Uncannily resemblance in both incidents. Both pairs bought in Bangkok. Both pairs left outside of the house. I guess it's just my luck. Whether it's accidental or intentionally loss, I'll just take it that I have a chance to get new shoes!!!

The beginning of a new year. How time flies. I was just lamenting on the fact that I'm a quarter of a century but now I'm gonna turn 26 in about 3 months' time. I'm getting so old...

You know you are getting old when:

1) people around you are all getting married

2) people you meet at the weddings kept asking when it is your turn

3) your mum starts nagging at you for not having a boyfriend

4) you start feeling that you are constantly having old age ailments

5) you can barely keep your eyes awake after 11pm

6) you dread going to clubs and those noisy places

7) none of the kids can relate to the cartoons you used to watch when you were young

8) all of you start reminiscing the past during gatherings

9) you begin all your sentences with “想当年...”

10) you start to plan for your future