went dinner with kc at kikuya and proceeded to some random dvd stall afterward to get some disc to watch in the night. my hand reached out to the barbie series once i saw it. kc: barbie again? jq: why cannot :( fine then. i put back my barbie series, and took up the lion king series. yay lion king :)
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it's a beautiful night
our prom night, tonight.
my first time organizing a prom.
my first time wearing long dress.
my first time to have my hair curled and bun up in saloon.
my first time to be invited to a dance, like really that hand in front of me. wow
our prom night, a beautiful night, tonight. loves :)
the art of forgiveness
was browsing through my mailbox to clear up the chunk of junks inside, and came across this mail from Global Media Outreach Prayer Letter which i subscribed sometimes ago. clicked open the mail, and it led me into a deeper thought of myself. the body of the mail sounded roughly like this: We must learn to forgive each other. Because nobody is perfect—not me, not you. The word “forgive” means “to release — to let go.” If you want to have a relationship that lasts more than 6 months, you’ve got to learn how to let things go. Otherwise, it’s loneliness and bitterness for me and you. You see, relationships are like cars. Sometimes they need repair. Wear and tear, constant mileage, accidents: cars need attention to keep working. And just because you have to take it to the shop and spend some money doesn’t mean you should abandon the car. It has years and years more to go; it just needs a little work done from time to time. Relationships are just like that. Sometimes it’s just taking the car...
am currently having my worst ever hangover since i'm alive. my head is so heavy i can barely process the data i read. things in front of me spin randomly, or my head is spinning. whatever. this post effect is somehow expected when i went to bed last night. been having few nights of insufficient bed since last week, or even earlier. works, studies, obu. i worked myself till midnight almost every night and this normally promise me a good bed since i'm so tired, till last night. never expect a cup of milk tea to cause such impact on me. insomnia. oh, prom on this Friday! ain't you excited about it? i am. :)
meet the bunch of stalkers!
i have this bunch of friends who are all professional stalkers. from just a name, or even part of your name, they can find out your profiles thanks to facebook twitter and google search. to think of it, it is actually kinda scary. imagine you met someone during some random occasion for ONCE, and ever since then you had some people checking on you. wow. creepy. but the good thing about that is, i found a lot of fun watching them checking all these people, and making jokes about it. i was once kinda against all these, cuz it sort of not in-line with my principle of privacy. not that i don't care about privacy anymore now. i still care about mine, but i don't mind checking on some cute and hot dudes and babes randomly haha! oh well, if your profiles etc are not locked, you can't blame others to check on you, no?
my latest newest roommate just moved in, busy cleaning her space now. Jesveen, a course-mate of mine, another older-than-me junior. one day before this, when i stepped back into my room where i stayed for more than 3 years, i had eeling telling me we are going to have another indian roommate as my welcome back present. indian, again. *bangs wall* yes i'm racist when it comes to this, cuz my current indian roommate caused my room a total mess. dusty and dirty everywhere i just can't stand it. no tolerance when it comes to hygiene issue. anyway, back to Jesveen, the new roommate who is now wiping her wardrobe and table etc with dettol. well i hope this keep on, and i hope the one who is staying beside her (i don't even care to remember her name wtf) can LEARN TO KEEP HER SPACE CLEAN, like seriously. call me one with OCD or whatever. i want my space clean and comfort for my use. boo.