It all started

When I walked alone

Into the tunnel

 

And suddenly

When I least expected

It grew a little less dark

 

Who would've thought

That when I left the tunnel

You'd still be here

 

And I told myself

That this isn't forever

It'll dim, disappear…

 

Who would've thought

That when you left

The dark would be that glaring

 

And then another light

Made its way through

But I still waited

 

I chose the dark

Than to let the other light

Show me the way

 

It's clearer now

I'll find another light

Or maybe it'll find me

 

I remain apologetic

To that second source

The one I pushed away...

 

Happy Valentine's Day.

P/S: I'm not putting a damper on Valentine's Day because if you really embrace that poem, you'll know that it's a happy ending. Be happy today, and please indulge in more chocolates and wine so I feel less guilty about going for ice-cream this afternoon. :)

Yes, the blog looks like me after football: pink. :) In the spirit of Valentine's, of course. Like the rest of the world, I realise that it's a commercialised day designed to rip everyone off. Nevertheless... :)

I know everyone who's single comfort themselves with this (or maybe it's just me :P), or they're a half of a pair trying to comfort their single friends, but Valentine's isn't just to be celebrated with your other half. Your family and friends can enjoy it too. Trinity came over today and gave me and lil' bro a nice handmade Valentine's card. Thanks, dearie.

Warning: The following might seem like I'm boycotting Valentine's so if you're perfectly content with today and tomorrow being great days, don't read the next part:

"I would have given you all of my heart, but there's someone who's torn it apart..." Rod Stewart's The First Cut Is The Deepest

Please forgive me for what I'm about to do this eve of Valentine's... cause I know it's going to take me much more time to forgive myself...

I realise I sound selfish, but I think you'll find it easier to do than me cause you'll move on. You'll find someone else. And I...

I'll be happy for you...

I really can't keep doing this...

To all you fellas craving ice-cream, here's a healthy alternative!

I caught sight of a container of yogurt in the fridge after dinner. Its date of expiry was a month ago so there's no way my baby sister would be eating it. It's mine! Okay, so it's not all that healthy, but by all means, DON'T wait for it to expire.

Now, all you gotta do.... is throw it in the freezer! Sit on your hands for about.. oh, I dunno, an hour? Depends on how frozen you want it. Listen to some music. Talk to the wall. Whatever.

Then remove it from the freezer. Give it a good shake and take off the lid. Stir. Forget about James Bond, okay? Just shake AND stir! Then, I command you to indulge!

Mmm, baby's happily forgetting that she's sick now, in the face of irresistible strawberry yogurt.

Credits go to Kassy, who taught me that frozen yogurt doesn't have to be expensive. Hope you're having the best time in France!

I haven't been reading Yvonne Foong's for very long. The first post that brought me to her blog was about the blogging formula. My take on it is here if you want to read about it.

Now that I've started reading her blog again, she really makes me realise that I am guilty of so much. I am fortunate, as much as I bitch about my life. She is facing so many more difficulties than I am, yet she looks at each day as an opportunity to record the happiest moments with the people she loves.

Every one of her posts are insightful and touching, and reduces me to feeling stupid for even devoting a single thought to the tiny things in my life that ultimately don't matter at all. I really admire her positivity and courage. If everyone could say that they want to live their best today... let's just say that things would be very different.

To support her so that she can get that surgery, I'm going to buy her t-shirt tomorrow from Subang Jaya. Go get one or call me. I have till next Friday to get one for you.

I insist that last night was a good session because my CS deaths were actually equivalent to my kills. Never happened before. So swallow it down and shush.

I've been told to get a guy because I replied 'what social life?' when asked how it is. What. the. hell? Since when does having someone equate to having a social life? I think denial is speaking but come on, I have a point.

Most couples HAVE no social life. I've kinda lost count of how many friends I've lost to their girlfriends and boyfriends because oh right, you've just gotten together and you gotta spend every moment with them and slowly descend into the point where friends no longer exist. I DO believe in the whole romantic 'there's only you' bit (what a stupid admission, but anyway), but I also like the part that continues on to say 'and there's also my friends'.

Kill me if I ever become a half of a pair who ditches my friends for my man just cause I feel obliged to. Ridiculous.

Anyway, then he continues to say that 'it's fun'. To get a guy. Is it me or does he make it sound like I just need to run along and pick up the newspapers? :P Well, he said he didn't mean it that way, only that I should find someone I can connect with. How do you go from the earlier point to that, I'll never comprehend. All I could do was remind him that it's not just me who makes one relationship. The other, extremely crucial person is... okay, not going there.

Well, just to let my friend know, no, I'm not worried I won't meet people and I'm not exactly scared to be forward. Yes, I know it's not easy to find someone I like. I hate stating the obvious, but anyway, moving along now, thanks for just bugging off online with a 'in the end, no matter who you have, you are alone in this world'.

I really don't have a shortage of bitches in my life. Please don't join them. I mean, you have to take a fucking number?

I hate patronising people who are halves of a pair. Almost as bad as mad relatives.

Have a brilliant day, now that I'm done chewing your ears eyes off.

Fricking hell. I am in painnn. If you've never known what it's like to go ice-skating after not doing so for half a year, allow me to enlighten you. It hurts like crap in the beginning, disappears and then comes back afterward for what seems like forever and forever.

I was at Sunway Pyramid today to meet up with Howie. The car conveniently died in the morning though, so the battery had to be replaced beforehand. Guess the mechanic decided to take his sweet time cause by the time the car was ready, I was half an hour late. *wince*

Dave's Deli's was.. err.. okay. Yeah, not even worth going into detail. Suffice to say that the other eateries (does the plural exist?) now look much more attractive. :P After that, we headed to the ice-skating rink.

I almost forgot how good it is to ice-skate, until today. There's something so cool about ditching the conventional method of our daily travel, walking, and just.. gliding. Lol, that sounded like I'm high. :P I can't remember which one of us slipped first but the other person went down too, trying to support the perpetrator, lol.

When I fall, I always end up laughing, not bothering to pick myself up first. How embarassing, you might think, and you turn away, pretending not to know me. But I don't care. Tell me what ice-skating should be if not fun, right? It sure as hell will never be my profession! It rocks my socks to be able to fall and laugh about it. It's the one time when falling seems like the most fun and sensible thing to do.

Why do you think they call it falling in love anyway? (Source: How To Deal, 2003)

So... which one of you feels up for a fall a trip to the ice-skating rink before the 19th of this month? :)

Averdim came over this morning to my place. I wanted to write what happened today, but I realised that it's very.. hmm.. repetitive? So, I've decided that this post is dedicated to pimping him, yay! Oh, he's gonna kill me. Or make me remove this post. Well, I'll take my chance! :P I'll pick ten things about him or this post will be wayyy too long. Anyone who wants more information, I'm on MSN a lot!

Okay, number one: he greets you with a hug. And it's not one of those really loose, meaningless hugs. It's a tight, I've-missed-you hug, even though he's 'san thew thew' (you need more cheesecake and coffee sessions!). Yay, 5 stars! I like, I like!

Two: this guy is extremely polite and respectful. He made sure to greet my grandparents and my mom and to wish them a happy new year. He watched out for my granddad and opened and closed car doors. I think he charmed their socks off!

Three: I'm not the best host. I rarely receive friends over, so I didn't really know what to do. But even though it was silent in the beginning, I didn't feel awkward at all, and I hope he didn't too! He just has a way of making people feel comfy around him.

Four: he dresses well. It's like effortless. Or maybe he just always looks good?

Five: 'He reads and writes poetry.' Haha, a line from Sepet! But yeah, he does that. :) And which girl doesn't like that?? He reads a lot, full-stop.

Six: Honest, smart conversation. I disagree with him on rare occasions.

Seven: I dragged him to a few places today because I had to and he didn't complain. Not once. Awww, sweet! Thanks so much!

Eight: Okay, this isn't a plus point for me cause we live pretty far from each other, but I think most girls would like that he drives.

Nine: Next to Trinity, he's probably the one that I've had the most heart-to-hearts with. There is nothing that can endear a person to me more than that; that he is willing to listen. And he gives good advice to go with the listening.

Ten: That cheeky grin! Makes you feel like grinning and wonder what he's up to!

Well, there you have it. My ten points about him. You are gonna watch the sequel to Sepet with me the next time I'm back, and I don't care if it'll be your tenth time! Emotionally-charged, sensitive, weepy films rock my world, yay! :)