I just read “The Leap Of Love”. It mentioned that love’s fufillment is actually it’s unattainability. You know, all those brooding, sullen heroes of victorian novels that girls swoon over, standing tall and upright outh there upon a wild heath in a wild storm, out of reach.

hmm…food for thought. yumyum. chompchomp. gulgulp. burrrrp. In a sentence, I’ve sumed up the process of digestion wtf.

“But the One strengthens you, lifts you up and does not produce anxiety。 When something isn’t right, your intuition keeps trying to let you know by putting nagging doubts in your mind as well as continual anxiety. This is a gut thing, and your gut is rarely wrong”

So I think that the “unattainability” belongs to infatuation, not love. Oh, why am I so laojiao? Shouldn’t I be a teenager with raging hormones that do the dumbest thing in the name of love?

Erm, been there. Done that. Learnt my lesson. full stop.

Have you ever heard this analogy about finding the right one is like waiting for the right bus? The first bus is too cold and shabby so you wait for the next one. The next one is too crowded so you wait for the next one. The next one the uncle got caobin so you wait for the next one. In the end no more bus shift then you have to walk until your leg break arh haha. Then in the end you kena left on the shelves arh then accumulate dust haha. Then the generation line break also. very chi cham.

Okie, my self-esteem has been totally mangled, left lying in a pool of blood on the floor.

I feel like banging myself against the wall and dunking my head into the toiletbowl.

Ok lah, I always have post-haircut depression. Not intellectually stimulating at all right, they say self-esteem should radiate from the interior and not the exterior. But still…

I think that the fashion industry in Singapore is really quite hampered, due to restrictions and suppressions duh.

Haircut= discipline.

I mean if you venture to Japan or Taiwan for a haircut, they’ll really give you the best haircut that compliment your face shape. In Singapore, if they see that u’re clad in school uniform, they’ll chop away your fringe, give a slope and yadda yadda.

What are slopes for anyway? We are not pine trees who need to adapt to the weather by having slope structure to let SNOW slide off. (wtf, i know my geography well!.)

Not everyone looks good without a fringe. Not me. I dont have samsung-high-definition sharp features.

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