goodness gracious, being a freaking hiao poh [vainpot] i wore my stupid heels to sch today.
"stupid" because it caused a big blister on my foot and abrasion on my thighs...
Abrasion worsen when i went jogging in the late evening, result in bleeding:s
arughh....

i hate seeing blood but i rlly do hope to see "blood" soon...
sound confusing.. "blood" refers to menses... its been like 4 months since my last period...
*faint... im not pregnant of cos.. because i didn have s*x before...

HAHA.. enough of my nonsense....

Let's talk about The Idealistic Guy.
Should he be tall, dark and handsome? Caring, sensitive, witty, humourous and generally good? Oh yea, don't forget that he must not be thalassemic too. hehehehehehe...Hmm. Well, thats my opinion of a perfect boyfriend. (some say that a bf must be retarded to a certain extent, but I seriously disagree=)

However, lets change the topic a little. We shall now talk about Prince Charming.
Hehehehehehe. Well, he should be somewhat along the same lines of My Idealistic Guy, however, with a difference - You love him.

Haha. Don't understand what I'm saying? It's alright, I don't either. I just realise something so HUGE that I can't articulate it in words. Words do have their limitations too. It's pretty much like when you hear a catchy song for the first time on radio, however after that when you forget the lyrics, and even the tune, pek chekness (frustration) rains down on you but you still remember how strongly you feel about the song.

Got the misty enlightenment when I read my ellisa's sociology textbook and the Straits Times newspapers side by side. It must be quite a potent combination, because the next thing I knew, I spotted society norms rearing its ugly head in a debate which has been so obviously blown out of proportions.

To put it in a sweeping statement, for every minor thing that swells into an angry boil, society norms are governing it:)