Relationships.

Recently, a friend told me that I have become a more normal person. This person meant that me having a boyfriend was normal, and this guy was not to be found in the vicinity of school was another thing normal as well. Perhaps I do have to agree with this train of thought. How can one be dating someone that's your colleague or classmate when work or school is still in progress?

Well, my guy's a senior from poly which means everything that ties us before is deemed to me as "ex". He once asked me if I would ever consider working side by side with him. Almost immediately my answer was no and will still be a no. I happen to believe that you (I) can't work with friends or family. Once I tried working with a close friend of mine. It didn't turn out well. I guess when one has that extra tier of relationship established with this person, it just seems a little hard to be more impartial to one's own judgment and expectations. Humans are creatures that often like to take things for granted. And there's no point in denying that or even trying to counter-proof this point. Perhaps so, sub-consciously I just refused to put in any good word for friends when it comes to employment hunting.

My point here is rather simple. 1 tier relationships are pretty straightforward; father - daughter, boyfriend - girlfriend etc. 2 tier relationships are simply complicated; father - daughter + employer - employee, boyfriend - girlfriend + classmates etc. Sometimes the lines between 2 tier relationships get blurred and we tend to lose focus in the secondary or even worse the primary roles we play in. Of course anyone can argue that love is something when it happens it happens. Then I guess if you're not so lucky and get it in 2 tiers, extra work has to be done. Well, that's life.

Ohhhh.

Found a little something while checking my timetables.

UB Policy on Harassment

Students enrolled in the UB program at SIM are subject to the same code of conduct as students at the Buffalo campus. The university does not tolerate harassment of any kind (including harassment conducted through electronic means such as websites, blogs, emails and text messages), and will take measures to discipline any student who is found to engage in it. Harassment is defined as follows in the Rules and Regulations of the UB Office of Judicial Affairs and Student Advocacy:

HARASSMENT - A person is guilty of harassment when he or she
A. threatens or intimidates a person creating a rational fear within that person; or
B. engages in a course of conduct or repeatedly commits acts directed at another person which would seriously annoy a rational person; or
C. creates a condition which endangers or threatens the health, safety or welfare of another person
D. physically restrains or detains any other person, or removes any person from any place where he or she is authorized to remain

Source: http://www.ub-judiciary.buffalo.edu/art12.shtml

SIM students are advised that engaging in any form of harassment—in person or through print or electronic means—will be dealt with accordingly by UB. Whether in Singapore or in Buffalo, the university will not hesitate to take all available measures, including expulsion from the university and/or criminal prosecution when applicable.

Well. One might argue I have been guilty of such. But wait. Harassment includes a clear indication of the identity of the person. So whatever shit I have written here before has ZERO identity indication. Well, I can't really control the various perceptions of others towards the thought of harassment.

As Ray would say, it's good to know some jurisdictional law. Serves as good protection in Singapore. :D

1 month.

As promised. I'll blog.

Saturday was our 1st month together. Technically, I had never had "first months" before. This is a first. So here's what we did. We went to the ZOO!

"We're going to the zoo zoo zoo
How about you you you
You can come too too too
We're going to the zoo zoo zoo!"

I seriously had a fun date! Yes, I'm slowly learning the ropes of being a loving and fun girlfriend. Despite all the walking, Saturday was the greatest date for me ever! Pictures! :D

Some really cute ang mo kid.

TICKETS!~

A mineral water bottle with 400% profit making. $2 for Ice Mountain. Winner~!

WHITE TIGERS! Pretty but deadly.

Whose poop?

Warthog's!

I is baboon!

PORN! HAHAHA.

More cute children. I guess it was a Saturday hence the insane amount of families and kids.

Splash SHOW! I throughly enjoyed the shows the zoo had put up.

Waiting for the Elephant show!

RABBITS!

More porn.

The aftermath.

And my favorite Meerkat! :D

After a month, I understood. Enlightenment perhaps. And it's true love's something that isn't just something you can use fact and figures to explain. Even psychology theories do not work on it. Ain't it beautiful?

Quickie.

Here's a quick entry.


I MISS MY PERSON!

I'm sorry.

Not the BF here.

Happy birthday Mom!

Mommy, Happy 50th! It's gold! :D Love you!











Hope you had a great time yesterday! :D

Baby's 22!

My girl of 10 years turned 22 yesterday! :D Here's our feast for 2:

Happy birthday darling!

古惑仔之人在江湖

Ok. After dating a Chinese dude, I have gotten influenced and I'm kinda reminiscing an old show I used to watch. Yes. The above title - 古惑仔之人在江湖. As I have twitted, I did fall in love with Ekin Cheng in that show. At first it was the hair, then the aura he portrayed and finally his undying love for his beau. Awwww. Well, I did pray for my future boyfriend to be him too. I guess I was still a little girl. Of course I have had my dose of "bad boy" syndrome and yes, none of which ended well. And now I'm with the funny bones. I'm glad I am. Hehe.

Ok. So after work I'll head to the video rental shop and rent the ENTIRE series of the show! And I need to have a huge supply of Kleenex by my side too!

Some 3 little words.

Perhaps my perspective to life has gone a little rose pink. Perhaps I have decided to hang up my tight A-lined pencil skirt. I guess some 3 little words have melted my rock-hard heart (Seriously no pun intended) and let me see the pink side to life.

First set: "I miss you". Well, those were the 3 words that came into my mind when I first got attached. I suppose Blink 182 were right when they wrote that song. Missing someone isn't exactly the best feeling ever. There is that sense of yearning and belonging all packed into one. Sometimes it's a rather annoying and sick feeling. Sigh.

Second set: "I love you". These are the most misused and at the same time most well-used 3 words ever. It was rather instantaneous for boyfriend to spill them into my ears. Well, textbook does state that men are the first in any relationship to express their feelings towards their partner. I wonder what about gay and lesbian couples? Ok. I guess that's another topic for another time.

Well, I know it's a little short but I got to hit my sheets. Well, I have a rather kay-po boyfriend who reads my writes. So. Good night world.

The afterlife.

Recently, about a day ago, the gay member of Boyzone Stephen Gately passed away. Before that was my favorite actor Patrick Swayze, then before that was Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcet.

Being an atheist and all, I'm just wondering. Is there an afterlife? Ok. Zelda doesn't want to hear all the religious crap. Seriously, I'll just go into deaf ears. Trust me on that. What I want to know are from people who have a more objective view. Not people who attend church regularly or head to the temple every 1st or 15th of the lunar month. Just for thinking sake.

So, if there were something after life, I'm wondering what is it actually like. True, at times I get rather spooked just by thinking about it. And we all know that the mind is a rather powerful tool. Being as paranoid as I always happen to be, I do get the creeps of suddenly dying in my sleep. Anything could happen. I guess if there was really afterlife, I'd hope to see all my dead grandparents. All four of them, probably sitting down playing a game of Mahjong. Ain't that cool. Perhaps I'd get to see all other dead famous people too. Hmmm. I think my afterlife would be a huge place filled with people who died. Perhaps they'll all be just being themselves doing whatever. How cool would that be! Hmmm. Well food for thought. Comment! I want to know what you think! Hate messages or spam will be totally not entertained.

Rolling eyes.

Yet again. Ris Low? Ermm. A 2nd degree acquaintance has been dragged into all these on-going drama. Roll eyes. Wait. Are you thinking I'm acquainted to Ris Low here? No. Although we do share a similar former trait of stealing. Hey, it isn't wrong/bad/stupid to actually admit to mistakes. So shut up. Same goes for the ever famous "Tammy" sex tape.

Firstly, I'm not here to attack R.L or anyone who has written about this matter. So here I go.

Beauty pageants. What are they? In my own case of operational definition, a form of (prissy) competition between (often) female individuals about which individual is the fairest. Ok. We all know that competition existed when homo sapiens appeared on this planet. There so happens to be that instinct within us to battle amongst each other. I'm sorry, but I'm a lover not a fighter. Yay to hippie parents for that. Go flower power!

Women happen to also be the more vicious counterpart of the human race or of any animal. Heard of the black widow spider? Or how male seahorses are emasculated by their females to babysit? Of course there have been stories of our own animal race of how women actually manipulate men to reach certain goals. I won't deny that I'm not included in this crime. In fact when women fight with each other, it turns out to be really really really ugly. Here I bring in a close friend's best gal - Claire Lee. Well, I smell a cat fight brewing. I suppose a worse one than mine. Oh, with no one from school. That's if you're wondering.

What I don't get is, what's up with the media? After much thought, this question has turned into a rhetorical one. Here's my answer, Singapore is just too freaking small. There is nothing much for media to leech on. Or for bloggers/twitter-ers to bitch/media-whore/crap about. Singapore is a sad sad country, and sadly I live her too. Darling, NYC please?

Note to R.L: Lady, please don't assume that your this 15 seconds of fame will take you all the way to tinseltown or even Bollywood. It took "Tammy" a full monty to just only get across the border. Stealing? I did that too and I'm still suck here. You'll probably too. My advise: Don't harp on it.

Young people these days lah..........

I hate her.

Not what's her name. Seriously. No time to bother hating her. It's Ray's ex. Well, apparently she has harassed Ray before with really immature and stupid antics. I'm calling her the crazy ex. Of course I'm not going to just go mum without enforcing my point of being his girlfriend. Perhaps I may seem a little childish and silly to a certain extend, I feel that without doing so I'm going against my own principles. I am sincere about this relationship as he was sincere in the courtship. I believe that good things shall prevail and, well hopefully she'll see the light and move on.

Food is being eaten!

I WANT TO WATCH CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS!

Ok. It will perhaps make me have a much bigger appetite and in turn boyfriend won't be so worried about my diet. Well, dear remember we still got to be the hottest couple in ID. Opps. And may I present a picture of us, finally. Ok. There are more to come. But I'm a little lazy to upload all of them. Boyfriend's name is Ray.