Just for Juju

So i’m basically writing this post because Judy asked me to write something lol.

Umm what to write? As you know, most of the time i only write when i need to rant about some shitty things that happened. Well, one of the reasons i haven’t updated this blog is because.. i don’t really have anything to complain about :p

Umm.. yeah.. so what to write about?

I still have my job :p passed the probation period and now i feel like i belong to the lab. Finally.

I recently met someone who makes me feel special. He makes me feel (and lets me know that i am) special and wanted. What makes him special then? His kind eyes, his warm hands and his broad shoulders. The way he offers his hands before i even ask, and the way he always makes sure that i’m okay. This feels different. It’s too soon to say anything, but i’m just going to enjoy the fact that for now he’s mine and mine only.

I’ve just started going back to working out. Need to get in shape i guess. Last year during honours i was too bummed to even do anything fun outside the lab. It was a tough year, but we all know it worths all the tears and the lack of sleep. But yeah i’m gonna try different classes so i don’t get bored of working out It’ll be fun right? And i wanna look hot for my boy anyway. So he won’t ever find a reason to leave. Well, there are HEAPS of other reasons to leave me. Lol.

Anyway yeah, don’t really know what to write. Haven’t really had any profound thoughts lately so apologies.

To do list before I die…

1. Catch Placebo live

2. Catch Radiohead live

3. Tell Dominic Howard that he was in my best dream ever

4. Get a PhD

5. Go to South Africa

6. Go to China

7. Find out about my grandma’s missing twin brother

8. Head a laboratory

9. Work with the cops somehow

10. Own a house

11. Get married

12. Have kid(s)

13. Skydive or something similar

14. Scubadive or snorkel

15. Help build a shelter home

16. Own a record store

17. Get a life insurance before I die…

thats all i can think of for now

Watch this.. it brought tears to my eyes

I bet Serene has seen this but anyway…

What a great public ad from the Singaporean government

Wrong

Oh how i long to be wrong again
To have your hand on mine
Knowing that your eyes are always on me
You’re so dear and so precious
But i know not to wrong you again

A glimpse of the past knocked on my door last night
It showed me a glimpse of the future that will never be ours
And i wonder why this self-inflicted emptiness
Hurts last night

Oh how i long to be wrong again
To be gullible enough to believe
Your whispers of eternal promises and sweet nothings
You make me laugh you make me cry
But i am tired of being wrong again

A glimpse of the past came through the window tonight
It showed me a glimpse of the future that will never be ours
And i wonder why this self-inflicted nothingness
Aches tonight

Cold shoulders
and cold fingers
Oh how i long to be wrong again

Complain I

So i cant help it anymore! I have to complain!

I am trying hard not to complain: I keep quiet, i dont cry, i dont snap, i learn to meditate, i listen to calming music instead of Elliott Smith or angry stomping music; but i have bottled up and its time to explode!

I just hate work this week. I feel like an idiot all the time, and i think my boss thinks that I am one. Things are not working (experimental-wise), and i dont know why. I just cant stand going to him and telling him again and again that things dont work. I feel STOOOOOOOOOOO-PID!