Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Argh Bosy Why Are We So Freaky

BOSY!

DO YOU KNOW...i have been thinking about his issue of dependence vs independence over these few days?! THIS IS SO FREAKY! i was just relating to my friend Damien just now at cafe, about how my independence might have made me incapable of depending on someone, and i wen i logged into paybosylim.blogspot after quite sometime, i saw yr entry tt totally gave me a shock. right time right place. Boom! its simply jaw-breaking.......

Well, my context is certainly different. But the issue is roughly the same. I was just thinking about how i could isolate myself to the social world and do things alone. things like shopping, relaxing, reading, etc. All of these happily alone and yet not feeling lonely. But to say that, i don't mean i'm autistic and totally abhors social contact. Yes, infact i do feel lonely sometimes when such stuffs are done too many a times. Yeah. And these are the times that you'd wish so much that there's this soulmate to share every second of your life with: to share both the exciting stuff and the REALLY mundane stuff like "how many ants i killed today" and not feel weird about it. And wishing for someone that i could actually not feel stupid, silly, childish and lousy when i say "hey i'm jealous" over some mundane stuff.
I gave Damien an example:
If your partner has a sisterly friend/ an ex-girlfriend that is now just-a-very-good-friend, and one day he is going out with her to say....for a tea... and he ends up going out like the whole day. And then you felt ridiculously jealous. Ridiculous cos objectively speaking, your mind tells you that it's not right to kick a big fuss about it!
For me, i'd just keep this ridiculous jealousy to myself cos I know it'll look really stupid if i bring it up as some PROBLEM.It's like knowing all the appropriate social cues and behaviors actually retards your instinctive animalistic behaviors to such minimal levels...which may get too unnatural if you're tipped out of the delicate balance.
Also, if you dont talk it out with yr partner, he/she will never get the chance to reassure you. Where would the communication be then?

Actually this sorta ties down to my current situation. It's like...many people have told me that if it were them, they would do whatever it means to find the root of the problem; about the sudden "disappeareance"...like wat are the reasons behind it. But you know...I know that i cant do that. that i'm the kind that would jus try to let it go on my own. i wun have the guts to ask why did he "disappear".
And each time the bible tells me that i need to reconcile with my brothers, although i see the goodness in it, i think i cannot do it for this. And i kinda feel hmmm weak?
Weak becos i dont have the guts to confront. No guts to share cos i know it'll make me look stupid.
Weak for having been too used to being alone and independent that you don't know or don't dare to look stupid at the stakes of dependence?

Argh. Somtimes it can get quite sad to know that it'll take you a million gazillion years before you can truly open up to someone. someone like me get along pretty well with almost everyone. but someone like me does not get close to everyone even after i divulge the deepest darkest secrets of mine. Someone like me considers someone as close to me only when i can share the mundane stuff that happened that very second in my life. Someone like me considers someone close only when i can dare to be angry with and scold him/her; to look silly and childish for ALL kinds of things; to cry not only at sappy movies or books but also the very ridiculous things like jealousy or PMS. Someone who is not disgusted or afraid of my oddities and eccentricities.
(Plus, it doesnt really help when you are faced with shits(setbacks) each time you try your best to "open-up".)

It is like all these things that sometimes make me wonder if i am being too demanding under this shield of easy-goining-ness; this independence. Sometimes this independence can actually make me feel quite aloof man. And if nobody calls me out, i'll just stick by it and hover around my bed or books. sounds quite nerdy aye?

Of course, saying all those stuff does not mean that i forgot that i already have a soulmate in you and lydia; and maybe tabitha =) And i'm not being insecure here. It's just that in matters of hearts and closeness, there's this big barrier for people to cross over to get to me. REALLY get to me. And it's not like everyone would be dying to get close to me (as contrary to this i-have-lots-of-fans perona haha). So it's like i locked myself in this ivory tower and threw away the keys out of e window, thinking that i'm some Repunzel Beauty that everyone shd save, but acually i'm just the ugly bitch that locked the Real Repunzel up! haha...

So Bosy, please dont give up on me ya? Tame me like the fox that was tamed.
Sit beside me, but a distance away. And you dont have to say anything.
But each time you come sit with me, you can move a little closer.
And then one day, we can actually put our arms around each other's shoulder and tamed each other.

Yeah Bosy. I believe being independent doesnt mean being aloof or alone or in isolation. Independence doesnt really mean freedom. Sometimes independence can be like a cage. Sometimes being too independent can make one forgot how to be together with someone and share life with another. Sometimes, dependency can be a key to a different kind of freedom; a special freedom that exist with ties and kinship. How should i put this?
It's like...when u know you can depend totally on someone holding to the ends of a rope that ties you round the waist, you would then dare to abseil the most dangerous cliffs beside a thudering waterfall into the deep dark trenches beyond the belows.
So let us not have a dependency negativism.
Let us not think that "settling down" is a set of chains; a set of burdens of pros and cons.
We oughta learn how to see that it's just a deeper different kind of joy. *smiles*

Saturday, May 27, 2006

standing on ur own 2feet

bosy

in·de·pen·dent (adj.) /ɪn.di:.pæn.dənt/
1. Not governed by a foreign power; self-governing.
2. Free from the influence, guidance, or control of another or others; self-reliant
3. Not determined or influenced by someone or something else; not contingent on the outcomes of a study
4. Not relying on others for support, care, or funds; self-supporting.

i was just thinking...is independence the same as cutting urself off from other ppl...of course not.. tt would b called being a hermit...seclusion..isolation??? but..how can u really b independent if ure still dependent on others to fulfil certain needs??? can one truely b independent? or is no man an island..and no matter how seperated we are as pieces of floating lands, we are still connected by the sea bed?

was toking to my mom on msn just now..she was just asking me some qns and i gave like nice short answers (not being pissy or curt here..but just giving short ans) and she asked if i was alright..i mean..im fine..just didnt feel like haha-ing or hehe-ing or typing a whole load of rubbish for her to read...i mean..im feelin sick and flu-y..and i missed being fussed over by my mom..but..cant show it can i? i mean i noe she cares 4 me and wants me to be well..but ther's nthg she can do being 10,000 miles away...i have to be independent and take care of myself..the best way i noe how...hence came the thought of being independent..how can one truely b independent of others?? w/o 1st cutting themselves off others??

sigh (faries are not dead!)
*buries head in books*

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Telepathy (copied&pasted)

"I share a strange connection with Bosy since the day i met her. Erm...ok maybe not since the day i met her, but more like since the day i KNOW her. haha...it is so weird how we are arranged together as if we were magnetic poles placed far apart at the ends of the world and we just start wandering into each other's path (not arms) becos of some strange attraction. haha sounds awfully wrong the way i put it. we sound like we're lovers. but hey! i'm definitely 100% heterosexual and i have no doubts about it (although i know i have the tendencies to appreciate better the aesthetic beauty of females more than guys').

This strange telepathy i share with bosy is the strongest and no one has ever been able to compete and surpass this level between the bosys. once or twice some individuals may surprise me with the "i was thinking about that too!" or the "we just said the same thing at the same time!" or the "we just did the same thing at the same time!"...ya..etcetra etcetra...

but the bosys go beyond that. It has no bounds that limits this incredible and mysterious connection. For bosy's now in australia and im in singapore and yet!! my goodness, we talked about the same tings at the same time; we send letters (after a long pause) at the same time; we even talked about the same stuff in the letters even though we have not communicated for quite some time over msn. The latter was such that i bot her a pen and she was tellin me in her postcard that she bot a pen too. what mundane telepathies we have! and yes...stickers....we just suddenly decided to have funky funny stickers on our envelopes--decision was coincidentally spontaneous!

AHhhhh.....what would i do without a friend as bosy. It's just so amazing. I hope our kids have weird telepathies too haha..and maybe they might decide to marry each other and we can be bosy mothers (its not incest mind u). hahahahahaha...
But i say...such things...let God decide!"

i wanted to write sthg abt the freaky-ness too! but just decided to leech bosy's words..hahah..but YES...it was damn freaky lor! the pen...the ballpointness...the freaky STICKERS!!!! omg...thou i hav to say..SB and patrick were much funnier than my lame little sticker...which i took frm my expanding collection (supposed to b 4 my clients..but i realise im using them 4 everything else too!) BUT..the impt thing is e same-time-ness! haha..how WEIRD...*spooky music*

and i will nvr b a bossy mother..hahahahah..thou its kinda ingrained in mothers to b bossy leH! hahaha..its wat they do best! haha..i love u mom! hahahaha =p

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

yum in my tum

bosy!!!!!

i cooked pad thai today!!! wooooooo!! it was er...shall we say..successful compared to the prev attempt..HAHA! doesnt say much..except tt i didnt give myself (or my roommates tummy aches!) *sniggers* shld hav taken a pic of the yummy food! haha..we had PRAWNS!!! omg..*drool* almost forgotten the look/taste/smell (ok..mayb not the fishy-prawny stench) of fresh prawns man!!! we got them for cheap too! cos think the supermarket was gonna close liao...so the auntie sold to us 4 cheaper! hahaha..GOOD! supposed to b 10/kg..but think she sold to us at 7/kg! and i bought meself (and my lucky expanding tummy) a yummy tau sa bun for bfast tom...oooo..its all the little things u miss when they're not available to u 24/7..ahhaaha..

wah! den! i wanted to tell u this..today i was havin this lecture on voice disorders and treatments...so my lecturer showed us this video of a treatment program called the Jo Estill program..wher u teach the patient to adduct their vocal folds (VFs) first b4 phonation...so anyway..tt was a whole mambo-jumble of jargon tt u mayb didnt understand..BUT..(yes..read on..im getting ther!) the 1st step in the prog teaches the patient to giggle silently (this ensures they dont do hard glottal attacks when they phonate) AND! the kid in the vid reminded me of ur cousin when he giggled!!! hahahahahahahah ... the HEHE-so-funny-type giggle!!! ahhahahaha..almost wanted to burst out laughing...hhaha..damn funny...yeah...tt was all...

p/s bosy! ARGHHHHHHHHH..not arghing u...just wanna ARGH to try to make my fingers and toes warmer....but..neyyy..it didnt help..so yeah...this is a warning to u...if ure fingers and toes are cold..dont bother ARGH-ing..cos tts not gonna make them warmer...*sniggers at ur -_- ARGHHHHH!!!! reaction*

Monday, May 08, 2006

Coincidences paves the way for you

BOSY!!!! ARGGHHH!!!! (i'm not argh-ing you)

i am so early in school now cos i tot there's an 830am lesson!! i even rushed down in a cab! i woke up tis early mornin to do work and part of my new resolution to be a morning person, but as i flipped tru my little black book (my little planner la) i saw those bold pink words----830am MATHS. & i panicked!! ARGH!!

so i rushed down in a cabby. n the cabby uncle must have been a closet gangster ok!! WAH!! he wanted to challenged tis other driver on the road cos that driver tried to "CHA-b" into his lane! the car came so near to the cab ok! almost can kiss the sides of the cab man! den cabby uncle jus refuse to let him tru la! so wa....TENSION!
den later wen cabby was infront of the other car, cabby uncle deliberately drove VERY slowly! WA SEH!
SUCH CHILDISH ROAD RAGE!! tsk tsk.....

Anyway! wen i finally reached school, guess who i saw?!! *GASP*
No! not spongebob squarepants!
hahahahaa but my maths tutor la.....
i was so shocked cos i was like 15min late liao u see..so i was tinking...."why is she doing here?!! strolling on tis ugly looking bridge betw my college n the neighboring one??!!"
haha...den thats where i found out there's no classes till 230pm!! ARGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (i am not mrs fang!!)

Anyway Anyway!!
bosy!! u have to go look at canoe-mark's new gf!
WHY DOES SHE LOOK LIKE MARIANE??!!!
DID MARKY "ZABBED" INTO A GAY FIGURE?!!
*shifty eyes*

Sunday, May 07, 2006

WOO HAHA

haha i jus find my student so amusing. maybe partly cos he sorta praised me...and maybe also cos he shares the same name as *GASP*....my JC CRUSH!!!!
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OUR TRIP TO EAST COAST PARK

      I am back again. I just came back from my trip to East Coast Park with my class and my co form teacher Miss Pay. Of course our form teacher went on reserivce. We reached there at in the morning, some of us change into Pe-attire to make "sandcastle", most of them rent bicycles and roller blade.

     My friends and I changed and played with sand but they mostly played with water. Some of us made sandcastle but some of my friends disturbed and "kicked" the sandcastle. After a few failure, we decided no to build anymore. Miss Pay saw a group of us was doing nothing so she asked ask to play game. First game passing with volleyball style, second captain's ball and lastly is I forgot the name already. Never mind but we enjoyed

     Miss Pay talked to us also, we interacted with each other to know each other better as she did not know us better. Miss Pay seems to know everything haha.I talked to her a few occasions.

     During our break, we all rest at Macdonald, I told Miss Pay that she was sarcastic, when she said her hand phone number as her husband.  Anyway hope Miss Pay will not leave so quickly and hope Mr Siau will be back.

     By the way, when we was playing in the beach, Miss Pay told us to keep a look out for Mr Siau but she said when he saw people when half yellow half blue he will not look at the people. He will look away. Haha! Some of us heard it shouted his name guess what all the army men looked at us oh my god. We all laughed including Miss Pay. I enjoyed this trip as this brought us together as a class.

     On this note, I am going to stop here and continue later.

Signing Off,
KW

my monochrome world

bosy!

i (almost) finished reading the book! tt professor is MAD!!! how could he just impose his 'will' on the poor kids like that!!! #@#&@*&#^@*#@...he screwed up SO many kids with his disgusting porn!!!! but dont u think his point of view is abit freudian??? like how he thinks by being exposed to sex and nudity will make the child identify more easily with the sex that they are...(WERRRRR????) *slaps forehead*

bosy..i think i tend to view things in a monochrome fashion...its either right or wrong..either happy or sad...ok..and this is v out of point..but i slept almost 14hrs last nite!!!! its crazy i noe! haha..while i slept i had many weird dreams...dreamt abt my sec sch principal..and that me n my classmates had to put up a 'skit' explaining the origins of some cake (which weirdly resembled mooncake!!!) IN CHINESE!!!! wahahahahhahaha..almost died (in my dream of course) it was weirrrrrddd..and den! i also dreamt abt a whole lot of other stuff tt i now cant remember...*shrugs*...its 1030 in e morning and i can hear ppl play rugby/football/some game which involves running and catching..cos i can hear them hollaring their lungs out to 'run run run!' ..haha..if they keep this up..they will b in need of some serious voice therapy soon! WOO! means work 4 me! haha

Monday, May 01, 2006

man bhind mysterious mask

obosyyyyyy!!!!

rem our fave little ninja???? hahahahahha..i found this vid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yEXTdgOHUDA&feature=Favorites&page=5&t=t&f=b

it is FREAKING hilarious!!! totally rem e time i 1st watched it..hahahahahah..ENJOY!