am back from a corporate meeting; it's been a long day. i saw this on pauline's blog and i cant help but laugh!

'...and we all realise almost all the girls in 20/04 are attached!hahah.yuan,jiayou....'

okay, she isnt the only one pointing that out. almost everyone is asking me why, what, who, where, how. i guess you can meet the correct person, but it wont work out unless the time and the place's right too. that's how we always end up letting people slip by our hands.

i guess i have bigger plans in life and if i can find someone who can jigsaw his with mine, i'll be all willing to take him into my life. and love him, as much as i love myself.

okay, if you are a man with brains, interested in how and why things happen, strive for peace and harmony, driven, fit, open to new ideas, heart travel, can-do attitude, love children, come from a small family and have a flair in music/art, and dont mind a really busy-sometimes eccentric-hard to keep up with-enjoy deep silent connections than random conversations-varied interest-has more male friends than female friends-seasonally forgetful girlfriend, you can write in. :)

oh yes, i have un-intentionally left out my email address.

am 6/10 pages through my fundamental analysis. the report is now splattered with blotches of yellow which i use to indicate areas that require further refinements and etc. maybe the school sets overly high expectations; a second year to churn out fundamental analysis on a small cap. if you trust my judgements though, you can ask me which company im working on and i can recommend you whether to buy, hold or sell that stock. hmmm, but i think you really shouldnt.

but my mom isnt as brilliant as you are because she's going to entrust me with a couple of thousands just to "play around". bid farewell to every single cent, mom!

the following is so damn bloody true.
and oh yea, i'm allergic to more things that i knew. swollen fingers have been really typical of me these days, probably due to the lack of sleep. but thank goodness i've a whole day tomorrow to work at my own pace.

Achievers are energetic, optimistic, self-assured, and goal oriented.

How to Get Along with Me

• Leave me alone when I am doing my work.
  
• Give me honest, but not unduly critical or judgmental, feedback.
  
• Help me keep my environment harmonious and peaceful.
  
• Don't burden me with negative emotions.
  
• Tell me you like being around me.
  
• Tell me when you're proud of me or my accomplishments.

What I Like About Being a THREE

• being optimistic, friendly, and upbeat
  
• providing well for my family
  
• being able to recover quickly from setbacks and to charge ahead to the next challenge
  
• staying informed, knowing what's going on
  
• being competent and able to get things to work efficiently
  
• being able to motivate people

What's Hard About Being a THREE

• having to put up with inefficiency and incompetence
  
• the fear on not being -- or of not being seen as -- successful
  
• comparing myself to people who do things better
  
• struggling to hang on to my success
  
• putting on facades in order to impress people
  
• always being "on." It's exhausting.

THREEs as Children Often

• work hard to receive appreciation for their accomplishments
  
• are well liked by other children and by adults
  
• are among the most capable and responsible children in their class or school
  
• are active in school government and clubs or are quietly busy working on their own projects

THREEs as Parents

• are consistent, dependable, and loyal
  
• struggle between wanting to spend time with their children and wanting to get more work done
  
• expect their children to be responsible and organized

besides this skinned knee i've got today after rolling off the campus hill, am also reacting very badly to mosquito bites. "injuries" since january the 1st are enough to fill an entire journal. this is mad.

the theme was yellow. my camera went along with it. sigh. happy birthday nel! :)

i was there. i witnessed the crane toppling over. i saw how a few of them froze for a moment before running over to their colleagues who were crushed under the weight of the 50 metre structure.

and on the same night i watched L.

i suppose you can deduce how gloomy i am now.

this old photo gives me a funny urge to go all out and play with bubbles on a sunny day

i dreamt that i murdered my stepfather, chopped him up and buried his parts under my bed. and, apparently someone almighty knew what i had been doing all along and set up ways to expose me. i couldnt escape law.

am collecting colors. colors splashed onto white surfaces in particular.

A pavement was tiled by 80 parallel slabs of tiles. A cat walked along the pavement and at every fifth tile (other than the first) it relieved itself, i.e. at tiles numbered 5, 10, 15, ... A while later, another cat came along and did the same thing but only at every seventh tile (other than the first), i.e. at tiles numbered 7, 14, 21, ... Later a boy strolled along the pavement, each step covering the odd-numbered tiles. How many of the tiles covered by his steps will not have been soiled by the two cats? Dr Leong Yu Kiang

if you cant solve it in 5 simple steps, you might want to go for counting classes.

i had a lot of fun making these early in the morning. am hardly angry; it's all in the name of fun. thats the kind of things you do into your second day of 21. hangover, you know.

hey baby i've hit the exact feel i've been looking for in ages. the blueish greyish washed out philippino kind of tone.

i can see that mom is really excited about my becoming of age. she has rung me up thrice in a single morning to talk about tomorrow and chinese bdate even. and this has been going on since the first day of new year. she's over-reacting.

i'm sure they had a lot of fun building yinn yinn. they've video-ed the entire process of themselves dolling the bear but i shant post it on the world wide web in case their friends see it and laugh at the "sensitive" side of them. i heard, even her underwear is more expensive than jia yinn's; they must have spent a bomb. thanks for the bracelet and the book too. just DONT ask me why it's all guys.

we're celebrating our birthdays together for the forth year running. maybe i'll have some new photos tomorrow. happy birthday, my friend.

meaningless self-reports

aiya. i know you guys wont be interested but oh well, i always listen to itzhak perlman on bach before i sleep because bach helps me digest better. that's little perlman all the way to more present. he's really entertaining to watch. i love his techniques. his hands are so dang big and so it always makes his violin look like a toy. and he plays those pieces like twinkle twinkle little stars. you realised he always plays sitting down? that's 'cos he contracted polio at the age of four. God took away something and gave him something so special.

i've decided on cello. hopfully it wont take me too long. :)

i developed a cough so bad that i had a sleepless night again and a sprained back. but this song made everything better. and i think to myself what a wonderful world

this was the last time i took a photo with decent use of flash. i've been an ass for half a year.

okays, after my fiddle exam, i shall pick up a new instrument regardless. im done with fiddle; nobody sane enough goes on for a degree. cello or piano? oh man, i cant decide.

my voice returned as adruptly as it disappeared. thats one less thing to worry about. i've grown out of the age where i need a loud hailer.

above are some photos from wednesday's sleepover. my dawn's leaving in 6 days. sad.

because of acute tonsillitis, i woke up (or rather, i couldnt sleep at all because i couldnt breathe properly) with a temperature and pain in my ears. i am now completely voiceless.