Drawer of Memories...

I have a little drawer which I keep all sorts of stuff... Well, Bb showed me his 'Box of Secrets' today and it triggered me to take a stroll down memory lane by opening my 'Drawer of Memories'. Really have lots of stuff inside. Hahaha... kind of interesting to read thr the old letters, cards n stuff... The memories stretched as far back as 20 yrs ago? Haha... That's y I'm Grungie.

Not only stuff from my past relationships, but also stuff from my cuzzies, frens and little rascals I used to take care of at the Childcare centre :) Some I dun even rem them (I'm so so so so sorry I've forgotten who u r :( )

There's this little story which I wanna share with my readers... It took place more than 10 yrs ago... Now thinking of it I juz smile... The 男主角 let's call him W ba. I know W when I was 13. He was 3 yrs my senior in school. He's juz like a sweet elder bro n takes gd care of us juniors. He grad den left the school. We were all sad but that's part n parcel of life isn't it? Well, like in those 偶像剧, W n I meet at my relative's wedding... My distant auntie's husband is an officer and W happened to be an officer during NS. So he was present at the wedding for the army style march-in stuff. We exchanged numbers and things started from there...

He's a signed-on officer. We chatted on the phone and he invited me to attend some kind of dinner for his army. I wanted so much to go but my mum is really strict with me that I have curfew at 9pm. I didn't get to go. I was only 16/17 den.

天意弄人。He left SG to UK to further his studies. My heart shattered. I could sense that he felt something for me too. But we were both very young n 'gong-gong' back den. We communicate thr emails n letters. I still rem my JC classmates still teased me abt 'London Boy'. That's the nick they gave W. Haha. He came back during his term break and we meet up. Den left again. Still I didn't have the courage to confess to him that I like him.

I did a very silly thing. From the day he first left SG to UK, I started folding one paper crane each day with the date and a little msg written inside. Planning that by the time the bottle gets filled up, he wld be back n I could give it to him.

One of his term break, he came back to SG again. As usual we met up. He bought me a piggy bank. He said, "Put a $2 note in it everyday. And by the time I come back next time, I will bring u to UK for holiday with me."

Me, "Really?? What if it's not enough??"

W, "Nvm, I will top up the balance for you :)"

Happily I took the piggy bank and religiously 'donating' money to it everyday. We got caught up with life n we email lesser n write even lesser... The piggy bank was filled up but I nv got to see him again...

The bottle of cranes is still there, sitting on my shelf, waiting for the 'owner' which is nowhere to be found...

Theme Song

Every couple has their themed song. Once heard, you will think of your that special other half. This song touched me when he sang it to me. I teared. Now, whenever the past creeps into me, I listen to this song and it eases my sorrows and pain. Thanks Bb for being here for me now.



I was feeling emo again. Yes, I'm an emo kid. Seeing the posts on Facebook of my frens getting married triggered memories in me. The past juz come back in waves n hit me. So I backside itchy and went to view my wedding montage which I did back then. I teared. I juz got drowned in the memories n tears. Den I played this song. What's in the past is juz a memory. What lies ahead is the more important. We learnt from our experiences and moved on.

So what is your theme song?

Irritating Fxxkers!

Some ppl juz LOVE to gossip and as if it will kill them if they dun. IF it's like teasing and stuff for the fun of it is perfectly fine. But spreading rumors n making sarcastic comments when they dunno the whole story r plain irritating.

Yes, I'm still on MC till 14 Dec. Going back to office to work on 15 Dec. So u question me why I still can go out meet my frens for makan sessions n drink? Well, I travel ard on cab or my bf drives. Seldom do I take public transport cos I wldnt get to rest my knee n the jerking of the buses n trains creates stress on my knee. If the distance is short, I still can tahan abit. I go there, makan is sit down. Drink oso sit down. I dun stress my injury. Of cos I can work. Tat's y I'm working from home. Checking emails n doing what I can at home. It's the traveling to n fro office + the walking in office which my knee cannot tahan. Imagine the peak hour crowd. Normal ppl already cnt tahan liao, what's more I can only rely on one leg for support. U tink is shiok? Go break ur leg n be on long MC too. U see shiok anot nor.

Some random thoughts....

It's all cobwebs and dust at my blog. Haha... Thanks to my lazy virus, I haven got the motivation to start writing anything. Everyday juz eat n slp at home. Heehee.. It's gonna be piggy days for the next one month as my MC is extended till 14 Dec :P

Wanna blog abt my Baby Oskie whom I found in the rubbish bin. Haha. He's not the most yan dao, neither is the most hunky guy among my ex. But he's definitely the sweetest and the one who loves me most. Followers of my blog all should know that my love life is not smooth sailing. Heartaches are my close frens when it comes to matters of the heart. Getting rejected and dumped are nothing new to me. I'm afraid to love cos everything I get hurt real bad. 总是被伤得体无完肤。I prayed for a simple life, a simple man, a simple love. And finally, my prayer has been answered. He's not fanciful in his words nor his actions. He loves me in his simple way.

I dunno how to describe in words. It's being felt with the heart. I know he's true. Everytime something good happens to me in a relationship, I will have the fear that one day, it might just turn out to be a dream. (which happens everytime :( ) But this time, I know he's here to stay. I'm juz afraid that I might hurt him. With my excess baggages from past relationships, lousy temper and not-so-simple demands. I know I can be a real pampered princess at times (ok most of the times, I can see u guys yelling in disagreement...), but I can be a real nice, sweet gf too.

Thank you for loving me baby. Thanks for accepting me for who I am and what I am. Thanks for being there.