Good day class, I am Miss Sim

I’ve dreamt about being countless things when I was a little girl. 
An artist, an actress, a singer… Daddy wanted me to be a lawyer. 😉 Probably explains why some people say I have the Gift of Gab. 
I’ve thought of being so many things, but never once have I thought of being a kindergarten teacher
For one, I’m not really interested per say. I love children, don’t get me wrong! 
But trust me, when it gets down to teaching those little mons…*ahem* little children… It is entirely a different story, please. 
My mother is the principal of a kindergarten and her teachers had to go for a training session today. Do you believe they went for training to learn how to use an iPhone application?? Seriously, I don’t know what to say. This whole iPhone thing is really over the top. 
Something about the application linking to the school system or something….
Bah.
Anyhow, Mommy couldn’t get a substitute teacher for her Kindergarten 1 class. So what happens then? She calls her daughter (me) who happens to be on school vacation! And currently jobless… 😦 
And don’t go thinking that this was a job, because it was on a voluntary basis. Roar. I did it for the sake of filial piety! *beams* …and of course to kill some time. Got mighty boring staying at home. 
I have taught kindergarten children before, just never that particular class. 
However they were really sweet & loving. 🙂 Just one child, who needed to be disciplined with the iron fist! I might sound sadistic saying this, but I enjoyed disciplining that child! 😀 
He was a real rascal. He bullies other children, throws toys around, tries to bully me even! O.O But he picked on the wrong teacher today yo. 
And when class was dismissed, Mommy came to help me up their different buses. She noticed that he was awful glum…. Hehe. Mainly because he didn’t manage to get his way around today. 
Muahahaha. 
So after class, I went to Mommy’s office. Privilege of being the principal’s daughter… I sat down on her seat & started marking the assignments I gave out today. 
It is really interesting when you teach a kindergarten class, because you get to somewhat see what a child will be like when he/she grows up. 
Don’t say its too early to judge! By the time they are 3-4, you can already see the rough ‘template’ of what the child is like. 
As I was teaching… 
The boy who keeps on coming to lie down on my chest & whining; most probably is going to be a Casanova.
The girl who is extremely unfriendly but does her work faster & better than everyone; is probably going to be high in IQ, but lower on EQ. 
And the list goes on. 
Fun, but tiring. 
The kind of thing which I thoroughly enjoyed, but would never opt to do it frequently. 
Somehow developed a headache. 😦 
Good thing I met with Mark to unwind! 🙂 
And my fickle-minded boyfriend was supposed to crave for pasta! But once he saw some ala carte buffet, he was sold! -.-
So instead of something Italian, we ended up with something Japanese. 
We still managed to make it to the IT fair. We went to look-see, look-see!! 
The thing about IT fairs is, you have to know what you want. If you don’t know, chances are you’re not really going to find anything. 
After that, we went home!! 
Something rather…. Well, interesting happened tonight. 

I just want to thank my sister+BFF, Lily for listening to me cry & rant on the phone. And reminding me that I make very bad choices when I’m upset. Haha! Thanks for always being there for me, girl. Even though you were sleeping when I called…. Sorry!! *hugs!*

All’s good & fine now! Just a little scared from now on. 😦

Ah, but a little pinch of fear doesn’t make life sad! Keep smiling! 🙂

Just like all those little children I taught today. Sometimes you just need to pretend like you don’t really have a care in the world. All you really need to care about is, “Which toy am I going to play with next?”

Lets try looking at life with such simplicity & innocence, but applying the vast knowledge & experience we have accumulated through our years.
I trust we’ll be a lot happier!

After all, the important thing to living to be happy, right? 😉

My Love Story

Countless friends have asked exactly how Mark & I met, how we fell for each other, when did we fall for each other, how we got together… Etc.

Well, here it is! Don’t worry, its not going to be as long as How I Met Your Mother.
….Still kind of long though. You might want to bring the popcorn over.

It was in February 2009, my friend Daron invited me to have a Chinese New Year gathering at his place. Other than me, he also invited Fernando, Mark and Shaun.

Yes, I still had my bangs. 
No, I still don’t know what possessed me to cut those bangs.
And no, I still don’t know what further possessed me to keep them for so long. 
But they’re off now! *grin* 
So since then, he somehow got my e-mail and we would occasionally chat on MSN. 
And since he got into NS, he would call me every now & then just to kill time. We’d chat for hours on end until he had to go off because it was lights out. 
I distinctly recall, two occasions. 
One, I was leaving school… Really tired out & exhausted from debates. Then he called & I started ranting non-stop already. 
Okay, I see the paradox here… As much as I was tired out by debates (which required a lot of talking), I somehow still had loads of energy to go ranting (which also required a lot of talking). 
Two, I was leaving school again. This time I was leaving a camp, which I thoroughly didn’t enjoy & I fell ill. On the first day too. I just got off the phone with my then-boyfriend, then Mark called & I complained. Again. 
Ah yes, the then-boyfriend. Y’see, towards the end of September 2009, I was attached to someone else. I was madly in love and Mark & I were the most platonic of friends. 
Why?
I was unavailable, he wasn’t interested in girls. 
Okay, I realise how this sounds. No, he wasn’t gay! Albeit I like to tease him on that… 😛 He was just one of them gamers who spent all their time & money on computer games. He just saw having a girlfriend as a hindrance. 
Throughout 2009, we met on a very irregular basis. Haha! It was always with the group. Trust me, Mark was one of the boys I never ever thought I’d end up dating. 
He was even enlisted in “My Most Platonic Boy Friends” category. …Well, he would be if that category existed. 
In December 2009, he was holding a Christmas party. However I was unable to attend. To make up for it, I said I’d help him bake his Christmas cookies on Christmas day! 
So we went ingredients shopping together & bought Subway back to his place. He wasn’t very sure that he chose the right help, since I did steam cookie dough before. It was like cake… 
I have a perfectly logical explanation for this! My oven died on me just when I finished baking the trial batch! So the only other alternative, was the rice cooker… Which could steam things as well. 
Rather innovative, I’d say! 🙂
…And very disgusting. I threw it away. 
Under the watchful eye of Mark, we managed to come up with pretty decent cookies! He likes his cookies crunchy, I like mine chewy. 
Believe it or not, our cookies were both crunchy & chewy! I don’t know how we managed that, but it turned out that way. 
However halfway through, while we were just getting the hang of the baking… I realised I was very late for a Christmas date with my then-boyfriend. *guilty pangs* 
So I left him in the lurch… Alone, baking in the kitchen. I felt so bad that after my date, I called to ask if he needed anymore help. 
After that, we returned to our usual thing of just chatting on the phone & MSN. While I continued being in a relationship with my then-boyfriend. 
Then in May 2010, practically half a year later – he asked me to accompany him to a friend’s birthday party. 
And because I didn’t really enjoy it… He had to leave early for me. So he sent me home in the taxi, then he went home as well. 
I felt so bad. 😦 Because of me, he didn’t get to stay & enjoy himself.
In June 2010, I temporarily adopted a dog while his owner was out for town for a week. That day, we wanted to go out with our friend, Daron. However, I also had to send the dog back. 
After I sent the dog back, I brought the cage along… Which was a bad thing, because it stunk up Mark’s car really badly
Then he drove me around to put the cage away in the house again. 
By then, his car was already reeking badly. 
Then came August 2010, he wanted to meet me for lunch after my pop piano lesson. So we went for lunch & as promised, he’d drive me to see my good friend, Ker’s performance in Resort World Sentosa. 
We got there, but a little too late. 
Show was over. 
Point is, Mark’s total car expenditure was unusually high that day. First, driving around Orchard for lunch & parking. Then driving into Sentosa, paying admission fee. Parking in Sentosa, parking fee. Then we drove around some more… You get the picture. 
In September 2010, something really nasty happened to me. I actually had warnings from people to BEWARE when I log into Facebook.  
And true enough, I needed those warnings…Because I was greeted by something very unpleasant. 
The most unpleasant of it all? I was powerless & couldn’t retaliate. Basically, I broke up with my then-boyfriend about 2 months back. And I received something ugly, when I was still emotional over everything. 
I know. What a loser I was. 2 months and I was still missing him. 
Anyways, I ululated. Literally. 
I called Mark. Not because I wanted him to console me, because I usually do that D.I.Y-style. I wanted to ask if he saw any of this coming since my then-boyfriend also knows him. 
I tried very hard to sound like I was okay, but I couldn’t. One, it was Mark who I spent hours on the phone with before – he knows how I sound like when I’m happy. Two, September is always an emotional time for me… So it really got to me. 
After a while, Mark showed up at my house. He stayed with me around the void deck while I told him what had happened and he even brought alcohol & chocolates for me. We talked and shockingly I didn’t cry anymore… I was so sick of crying for someone who hurt me over & over again. I guess when I saw what was on Facebook, my dam broke loose and all the tears just came out. 
Then, to make things better for me… He drove me to supper. In his car, I found a bigger bottle of alcohol & more chocolates. Haha! 
Since then, we were chatting on the phone at least thrice a week.
I guess he didn’t mind all the inconveniences I brought into his life… He asked me out again in October 2010. We went for some shopping & a movie. I even helped him choose the top he was wearing in the picture below! *proud* 
After our day out, I was meeting my BFF Lily for dinner. He offered to drive me there, but in the end… We both got a little lost; drove around for almost 2 hours. And Mark was so tired he wanted a cup of good coffee, but the place where he dropped me had no good coffee. Such a picky fella, tsk. 
When November 2010 came, the army sent Mark to Australia for 2 weeks. And probably he knew how used I was to chatting with him on the phone, telling him how my day went…how I feel about things… He bought an international call card when he got there!!
Only to find that it was notoriously expensive & he had to walk a long way to the pay phone.
So instead, we used Skype! 🙂 I love Skype. 
We webcammed practically every single day while he was in Australia, so much so his army buddies thought we were already a couple. 
Look at one of the screenshots I have of him! 😛 I have more!! But I’m going to be selfish & not share, because they’re for my eyes only. 😉 
Within that same month, another personal thing happened to Mark. 😦 
The bummed up thing was I was really tired out in school & projects… but despite it all, after school I rushed down to see him anyway. 
I found myself in a part of Singapore which I have only passed by in taxis before. How brave I am! *grin!* All I knew was that the one who was always there for me, needed me this time; so I was determined to be there for him too. I even brought chocolates!!
When I found him, I saw the sad look on his face and really wanted to just hug him & tell him that everything was going to be okay. 🙂 But at that time, it was still only as a very good friend. 
However, in that same night… Before I left, I gave him a half hug. I don’t know how come it was half… I guess because he & I never hugged before, so it was kind of awkward to give him a full hug. But when I did, I felt something flicker in my heart and I realised I was falling in love with one of my best friends. 
Then came December 2010. I was already certain that I wanted to move on from my ex-boyfriend, I was sick of hoping that he was missing me too. Yes, it actually took me that long to accept that I had to move on. I realised it long long ago, but only then did I accept it. 
I knew I was beginning to feel something for Mark, but I refused to acknowledge it. I didn’t want to ruin the friendship we had. I mean, if we got together… And what if we broke up? Then we’ll most probably lose the beautiful friendship too. 😦 
In this month, I brought my dog for grooming. And while I was waiting for my pooch, Mark brought me out for a nice Japanese lunch! 🙂 
And yes, this is the famous picture that many friends thought that it was announcing our relationship. No, it wasn’t.

When he sent me back to collect my dog, he offered a lift home. Little did I know that my dog would shed so much fur in his car…. I felt awful
Within the same month, we met again for a movie! Then back to his place for another show. 
However halfway through the show in his place, my mom called to get me to run an errand last minute. It was really annoying. When I turned it down, she went on ranting about how she has to work & how I should contribute & all that stuff. Lets not get into the family feud here. 
Basically, I had to run down to meet some people for her and bring them to her friend’s office. Which was really stupid, her friend could’ve done it himself! Tsk.
So I had to leave him for a short while. 
Being the nice guy he is, Mark drove me to the place to pick up the friends. He even waited around for me to finish hosting him & drove me back again to his house.
So December… 
Soon, it was Christmas! And Mark & I were friends for practically 2 years. 
Last Christmas, we were baking cookies in his house & I left halfway….
In 2010, I baked him cookies for his present instead! And this time I stayed all the way… Even had dessert!
So basically after everything… You’d think that we’d just be forever friends.

I mean look at this! 
First, I left him halfway while he was baking Christmas cookies. So his cookies were first crunchy & chewy… After I left, they were just plain crunchy. 
Second, he was ready for some partying at his NS buddy’s birthday party…but I screwed it up for him because I didn’t want to stick around. 
Third, I stunk up his car with a dog’s cage & he even had to drive me around to drop the cage off. 
Then, he had to drive me to see my friend’s performance…Which I never did make it, by the way. His cash card in his car was deducted by a good $50, I think. 
Then, when I’m all emotional & hurt… He drove down from his place which isn’t exactly near my house, to come & comfort me. 
It doesn’t stop there! When he had to fly to Australia, he spent on getting an international call card, walked a long distance to the pay phone just to call me; because I’m used to hearing his voice. 
Then when he brought my dog & I back from the groomer’s, my dog shed fur in his car! Little bits of fur was flying around in the car!

When my mom came with a (fairly) unreasonable request, he stepped up & shared the burden with me; drove me down there & waited around for me to drive me back.

Am I troublesome or what? Roar.

Anyhow, came January 2011.

By that time, all my friends (literally, all) were saying that Mark was also in love with me. But I was too dense to see it. I continued saying, “We’re just really, really good friends.”

One fateful day, Mark came to pick me up from school.

He drove us to a nice & romantic spot. There we sat & started chatting up a storm as usual.

After a while, he held me really tightly & said there was something he wanted to ask.

There & then, it all clicked in my head – he was in love with me too.

You’d think that I’d be all happy, blushing and going, “Yes?”, with some puppy eyes.

No, I wasn’t. I was scared. I literally panicked. A thousand thoughts ran through my head….

What if we break up & lose this friendship?
What if we are great as friends, but sucky as lovers?
What about my past relationship? Will that affect us? 
What if I’m making another mistake? 
What if I get hurt again?
What if he isn’t even asking that question anyway?!?!


I was driving myself nuts in the head.

So I said idiotic things.

Just when I knew he was going to ask…

Me: Oh, I’m starving! Lets go for dinner!

Mark: No, not now okay?

Me: Oh, okay….. Oh no! Look! I think that man is drowning!!!

Mark: He’s fishing…..

Me: Well, sure looks like he’s drowning… From my angle.

Mark probably knew I was trying to escape, so he quickly popped the question.

For the first few seconds, I had no idea what to say.

Great job, after being pronounced as ‘bombster’ because I know how to answer just about any question during my presentations… I didn’t know how to answer the one question which I knew the answer to all along.

…Or at least for the last 2 months.

So I said “yes” and we kissed.

I realised that I am the luckiest girl to be in love with my (male) BFF.

That marks our anniversary! 21st January 2011.

And even after we’re officially a couple, we still do & say all those things we did when we were just good friends.

…Only this time, it comes along with loads of hugs & kisses.

I love you, honey. 😉

So that’s how our development went…

From mere acquaintances, to occasional phone-buddies, to occasional group-meeting friends, to great friends, to realising that we’ve gotten so close… We’ve fallen in love. All within approximately 2 years.

Gosh, this is a very long entry. Kudos to those who lasted till here!!

And kudos to those who already knew that he liked me since months back, because you were right! He said it was sometime between August to September that he realised that he was developing feelings for me.

Bah. I’m dense.

…but the most amazing guy I know is still in love with me. 😉

Unexpected Sunday

Ever had a day when it was just different from what your usual routines are?

Granted, it gives life the little spice it needs just to make things a little less dull. However, usually you would plan these sort of different ‘routines’.

Today, I didn’t.

Y’see, I just begun my school term vacation & I’m really relaxing myself. I keep on telling myself I need to find a job to generate some extra income for myself; I have this money-shortage-phobia. Not a very good thing, working on it! And doing pretty well, I must say. 😉 *pats myself on the back*

Point is, when it was still school term period… I was really cooped up with school.

It got to a point, I actually had nightmares about school work. O.O


Overdone? Tell me about it. I was this close to seeing a psychiatrist!!

No, I’m joking. Cue for you to laugh, please.

My brain did feel like it was in the oven, however.

So needless to say, even my weekends were used to try & catch up with some school work… Doing some projects… And if Heaven permits, allow me to get a little breather! Ah~

Today was my first Sunday on vacation! And already things got a tad different.

Mommy, who distributes lunches to some old folks at a home every Sunday… Was unable to do her duties today. Even during school term, I occasionally assisted her.

However, today I was flying solo.

Meaning, I had to get down to the rice stall alone. 
Lug approximately 40 packets of food alone.
Flag down a taxi alone.
Get to the home & help distribute the food alone.
And make my way back to my own home alone.

Not that I mind…much. But it was kind of last-minute. She sort of told me just before I went to sleep the night before.

My mom has this tendency to boss people around sometimes, its like an occupational hazard. So all she said was, “Tomorrow you are helping me distribute lunches to the old folks, because I have something in church okay?”

Oh well, at least she added “okay?” at the back. Which proves to be a slight indication that she cares about whether I say yes or not.

If I say yes, then all’s fine & good.

If I say no, then she’ll make me say yes.

So I just decided to cut everything short and just said, “Okay.”

And this is how we preserve World Peace!


So in the morning, I got up an hour before I had to leave the house.

Got a tad annoyed, because I really wanted to just rot in bed today.

But I knew that a big group of old people are relying on me (a pig, God help them) to deliver their lunch to them. And whats more, some of them save half of this lunch for their dinner time as well.

I almost heard my conscience speaking to me. It even screamed in my ear.

I washed up, slipped on some casual clothes & brought my dog down for a quick walk before heading to the rice stall.

Really lucky that the stall helper helped me bring the packets to the roadside & in about lesser than 2 minutes I got a taxi! 🙂

Usually when Mommy delivers the lunch, she and I would just drop off the lunches & take the same taxi home again. However since today I was solo, I could do whatever I wanted.

Instead of just riding the same taxi back, I paid the driver & helped bring in the foot into the living room area. Then I helped distribute & pour chili into their rice packets.

I was starving. Did I mention I didn’t have my breakfast or a proper dinner the night before? So every time an old folk flipped open a packet of chicken rice & the aroma diffused up my nostrils… I almost had a nasal-orgasm & my tummy called for S.O.S.

Pretty soon (30minutes later, seemed like 30days in hunger-time), most of the old folks had taken their packet of rice & I took my leave.

At such a secluded place, it was near impossible to get a taxi. So I decided to foot it back home! After all, it was just a good 20 minute walk. No big deal, I thought.

Just 5 minute into the walk, I realised it was a big deal. Hungry + tired = Not a good idea to hike back home.
But I didn’t have a choice.

So I did it anyhow.

Mommy called me to join for her lunch with a friend. This friend, who was offering me a vacation job. After lunch, kind of figured that it wasn’t a good idea to work there.

Mommy & her friend went off to meet someone else. I went back home.

Mark, my boyfriend SMSed & called. I missed him… Even though I was angry that he had a fever, but still went on to play mahjong till 5AM!!

Me: I don’t want to see you this week. (I know its a Sunday, last day of the week & its not really a threatening threat anymore…)

Mark: Open your door.

And there my boyfriend was, grinning from ear to ear, with his phone next to his ear & looking at me.

Oh well, I am a softie… I know.

Apparently, he was ringing the doorbell for some time already but I didn’t hear it. 😛

We sat at home, chatted about all the random things we always talk about, watched some videos online… And I exposed him to How I Met Your Mother!

After a while, I got really hungry & had gastric pangs. So we headed out to Holland Village where I had baked potato from Wendy’s!! Happy, happy.

Thinking that I was only out to Holland Village, I didn’t bother changing out of my plain-tee & shorts. I even just brought my keys, wallet & mobile.

After all, it was only for a potato! Mark was meeting his family for dinner & I was going back home for mine.

Next thing I knew when we were in Wendy’s & I was happily eating my baked potato, Mark asked me to join his family for steamboat dinner.

My first reaction, “In this attire?! I don’t even have makeup on!”

Now I realise how shallow I sounded.

But all Mark did was laugh, kiss me & say, “You’re beautiful just the way you are.”

Anyhow, I said yes eventually (& expectedly, I’m a sucker for that boy). But before we headed to the restaurant, Mark drove me back to his place to get some digestive pills. I swear my gastric was getting bad. 😦

The dubious thing was, Mark bought those pills initially for a science experiment…. Somehow it doesn’t sound very good when someone goes…

Someone: Oh, you look like you need some medicine!

You: Sigh…Yea. It really hurts… You got anything I could use?

Someone: Sure, I do! Let me get it! I bought it about 2 years back to conduct a science experiment on it!!

I couldn’t help but feel like Science Experiment Part II.


But I trust Mark, so I popped the medicine.

…After reading the instructions, the stuff it contains (not that I even know half of them anyway). And of course, the expiry date. 😛

I was feeling heaps better after the pills!

And off we went for dinner with his family!!

After dinner, Mark brought me to get some ice-cream & after a while, drove me home. 🙂

Poor fella, he has to wake up at 6.30AM for work tomorrow. Oh well, good thing is he is going to be free on Friday!! 🙂 And I’m cooking again!

I’ll be boiling some herbal chicken soup! And my boyfriend is really looking forward to it. 🙂

So basically, everything that happened today was really unexpected.

1. I had to deliver lunches to the old folks alone.
2. I thought I could get my vacation job settled, but zilch.
3. My boyfriend shows up at my doorstep.
4. My boyfriend brings me out for dinner with his family, not just a light snack.
5. My boyfriend had to detour me back to his place to get digestive pills.
6. I went into a restaurant with a plain tee, shorts & flip-flops; and I didn’t even have a bag to store my things.
7. Most unexpected of all… I actually enjoyed my day. 🙂

I used to always like to know what I’m doing, what I’m supposed to do…because I kept on making mistakes in my past. Trust me, I can do without fumbling anymore. But then I forgot just how important it is to make mistakes.

Sometimes you won’t know something is a mistake until you make it. 😉

So live life unexpectedly.

Expect to be surprised! I know I do, especially with my boyfriend. Mark surprises me all the time & everyday I’m reminded that lucky I’m in love with my (male) best friend.
…well, I cannot be in love with my female one, can I?

Okay, I can technically…. Lets not go there.

I had a wonderful day living life like it should be – unexpected.

My Furry Friend

This friend is simply amazing. Probably because most of our interactions are somehow one-way..? So lessens any possible conflict by a lot. 😉

He always listens to me. …Or at least he pretends to.
He sleeps in the same room as me every night.
He waits at the door for me to come home.
He poops & pees all over the house if he’s angry.
And he bullies my mother like nobody’s business.

Well, technically… It is no one’s business. 😛

My furry friend is my dog!

My dog’s breed is Pomeranian. And aptly named, this little bundle of trouble is really like a pom-pom.

This is how Pomeranian puppies look like. Crazy cute, please! *squeeeezes!!*

However, sadly for me… I never got to see him at that stage. 😦

I got him only about 1.5 years back? And he was already 9 years old.
That makes him… 9 x 7 = 63 years old!

Someone give this fella the purple senior citizen’s card!

But because he is just so small & really adorable!! When he got to my house, we just kept on calling him, “Baby!”

So much so, he responds to it now. 🙂 And he is super pampered.

Ask my boyfriend, he cannot stand how much we pamper that little pooch. So much so, sometimes my pooch forgets that he is a pooch. -.-

Speaking of boyfriend, he doesn’t like me to call him “Baby”. With the simple & very logical reason that it seems like I’m calling him my dog. ;P

Anyhow, it has been literally eons since my Baby last went for his last grooming session.

So he has been walking around the house like a ball of fur.

I was really lucky to manage to get a slot today! So last minute. I love this groomer’s because she is totally good with animals, she charges reasonably & she basically does a good job!

What more can you ask for?

This was how my Baby looked like before heading to the groomer’s.

His fur all messed up & unruly!

While waiting for his 3-hour grooming session, I went on a solo-shopping trip! I was supposed to go with my Mommy, but she was taking a really long afternoon nap… 
But guess who I bumped into? 
My cousin, Kath!! O.O 
Our faces were classic when we saw each other. And she (literally) pulled me over to see her mother. 
So I had company through my shopping trip! Happy, happy! 
I mean, it beats walking around & having to rely entirely on your own discretion on buying things. Sometimes 2nd opinions can really help! 
Ever noticed sometimes when a girl is looking at something, she seems to be staring at it for a really long time? Thats because we are trying to get 2nd opinions, from our 1st opinions (ourselves). 
Which is really tricky!! I assure you. 
So it was good I had other people to give me their two cents worth. 
Before I knew it, Mommy alerted me that she was at the groomer’s already & Baby was ready for collection. 
Now my Baby, from a pom pom… Now pretty much looks like a bear. 
My dog after his drastic haircut. 
And this is a bear cub. 
Okay, well… I see the resemblance. 
And I know some people told me, “He’s a Pomeranian, so you have to let him look like a pom-pom!” 
I feel like slapping these people sometimes. 
What kind of logic is that? 
So since you are supposed to be Chinese, stop dying your hair to some other non-Chinese colour & look like a Chinese then! 
Bah. 
My poor pooch wakes up to sleep on the cold marble floor every night, simply because of his thick fur. No way, no how am I going to let my furry friend continue this just because a bunch of smart baboons told me that he has to look like a pom-pom. 
I don’t think I’ll be needing a pom-pom anytime soon anyhow. 😉 

So this is my new blog!

Hello, new blog. I am your current author, Geraldine. I look forward to blogging on you… in you…? With you..??

Bah. Forget it.

Anyhow, I’ve moved here from shenbellette.xanga.com! Now, why did I choose to move?

Okay, honestly… I was thinking of moving a long time ago. However, I procrastinated for about 2 million eons before I finally got a butt down to it.

Why did I suddenly get my butt down to it?
Well, lets just say… Someone I care about saw some things that shouldn’t be seen on the previous blog, then I realised the urgency of moving.

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think that just by merely changing a blog, I’ll change history.
No, I understand that history is practically written in stone. But sometimes its just not nice to know that it is still lurking around somewhere. And for all that this person has done for me to make me happy, I won’t do anything to make this person unhappy.

Well… Not deliberately anyhow. 😉

So let me describe what I’m like a little…

#1 I’m a pig.

Quite literally. I’m lazy & one of my main hobbies is to rot around the house.
My own mother calls my room a pig sty.

#2 I procrastinate.


That I do! A lot… As you can see from how long I took to finally open this new blog.

I procrastinate so much, I’m almost tempted to finish this entry another time. 😛

#3 I am known to be a “Blonde”


Everyone has called me that before…

Well, almost everyone…

And they don’t mean it in the looks department. Bah.

They meant in the brain department.

Because sometimes I say/do the dumbest things. Really… I do.




No offense to natural blondes though….


#4 I’m also known as the “Non-Clubber”


Apparently, almost everyone thinks that I would go clubbing & drinking… Jazz like that.

Realistically, I don’t. I don’t really like all the nightlife… I don’t mind pubbing; like just sipping on some alcohol & chatting with a close friend. So zilch (unless there is a reason behind it) of my entries will be about clubbing or any wild partying.

I am very much of a home-bird. Actually I very much prefer to just….rot.

#5 I’m currently in love


Yes, with one of my best friends too. 🙂

He’s probably going to ask, “Why am I a pig too??” 😛

He knows me practically inside out & he still loves me. I wonder why…. And every time I ask him why despite knowing all my issues, my past & my annoying quirks; he still chose to be with me, he just said because he loves me.

We’ve been friends for a good two years. *gleam!*
Okay, I’m really proud of this. Well… We didn’t exactly fancy each other at the beginning. In fact, I was with someone else when we were still just friends. But when I was hurt, he was there for me to rant on… Despite me not really wanting to say much to him, he was always just there.

In other words; he’s always been the one that was there for me.

Tell you more about us another time.

As for now, that’s that!