Friday, March 16, 2007

i'll never fall in love.

What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you kiss a guy?
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia.
After you do, he'll never phone you.
I'll never fall in love again.

Don't tell me what is all about,
'Cause I've been there
and I'm glad I'm out,
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you

What do you get when you fall in love?
You get enough tears to fill an ocean
That's what you get for your devotion.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!


i love this song.
what a coincident to how i was feeling,
on my way home from zouk last night
I HATE ZOUK BTFW.
anywayss. updates for the past weeeeek.
i've had lots of time to think .
and time to myself.
and i just think. i deserve much better then what life/love has thrown at me of late.
last wednesday was just a reflection of people
and their roles in my life.
who i need, and dont need.
who i can rely on, and who i can't
and sad to say, among all who were with me,
there's only that ONE significent you that falls in the latters.
so i've decided, to let myself go.
from you.
its just a recollection of what happened last week,
seeing how i didnt have the capacity to actually know or remember.
and everything's been pieced together for me by people who were there.
i won't lie, its hurts.
i know, again, not to rely on you to be there,
when actually i think, you just can't or don't want to be.
its such a pity, to how great you can be,
undearneath that facade of yours.
i never want a repeat of last wednesday.
it was utter misery.
physically and emotionally.
i hated the state i was in.
i don't know why i allow myself to hurt me so badly.
but that shall be the last time steph! LOL .


results are out!!
i'm quite pleased with how i did.
its enough motivation for me to work harder next sem .
my GPA went up by 0.3!! WEE!
my accounts coursework was a F and after the paper
(which i did in an hour due to driving)
IT WENT UP TO A D+!! heh!
2 grades up! why did i start studying earlier.
its quite easy and understandable.
b+ for culi
B for lodging
C+ for F&B ops, facilities management (went down a grade!) and mice
i thought i'd do worse la.
considering how 'deligent' a student i was this sem.
or year ratherr..
i'll sure miss sentosa.
i'm just afraid in the next year i'll have less time to spend with people whom i'm always with.
tampines campus is so big, and spaced.
no more bumping into familiar faces as much .
plus. i'm hesitant to know who's gonna be in the same class as me again next year.
i just have a problem adjusting comfort zones, initially at least.
oh wellllll.


rugby's taking most of my time.
or evenings rather.
trainings and games.
and my earlier part of the day i'm still Zzzzzzzz. lol.
my ankle pains are coming on and off at the worst times!
and my body hasnt had the time to recover from aches.
hopefully it'll only get better.
I BOUGHT MYSELF NEW CANTERBERRY SHORTS!!
the half green half white one.
reserved a pair and i'm eyeing a backpack.
and wearing a mouthguard is a bitch.
it feels, painful. cant even close my mouth.
but its addictive to chew on (shhhh)
doubt ill use it often anyways.
prior to zouk was out before, and then went to ccab for training.
it wasnt as heavy as expected,
seeing how david mentioned he wanted to do fitness.
phew!
and alas! blooper of the day.
i foreseen it coming,
seeing how i did stupid things thoughout the day.
my bag VERY fat,
so while walking to the mrt station to meet shimona,
i pulled out my training gear and out plonked my pink and black panties.
ZOMG.
then then, during training,
while going for a takle on the tackling pad with speed,
i just BOUNCED back, onto lu and rania.
LOL.
i SWEAR it was david putting more weight and strength onto the pad.
it was darn funny, very cartoon like.
embarassing pls!
especially if people were watching from far.



ANYWAY.
i've started myself on a diet.
i'm counting calories now.
not exceeding 500 calories a day,
and only raw foods,
meaning beans, seeds, fruits, vegetables yadder yadder.
so far so good. of corse the occasional snacking whilst giving into cravings. LOL
but thats forgivable, i AM A GIRL!:)
i feel my love handles melting away slowly,
but surely *wink*
FASTER LEH!
i dont want to remain fat.
i give myself 3 months, TOPS!
chop!


bathe change then flu and myself went to fetch naomi go zouk,
chop then clinic and momo for drinks
then back to zouk for lancing mambo!
i dont like the crowd and crowdedness!
phuture totally packed.
mambo podium with people i love and know is awesome.
even though we werent doing that syncronised shit.
got video camera somemore! LOL .
naomi totally ditched me for a guy while we were at phuture for awhile.
we went back to phuture again the last few mins before closing.
and they played the song "sexy love"
zomg, emotion rush.
just very, feeling. LOL.
'she makes the hair on the back on my neck stand'
darn sexy la the song, and it just makes me feel miserable.
and THEN. got an oi oi OI situation.
naomi la! LOL.
got people keep shoving into our space,
(i mean DUH its packed)
then she just anyhow WHACK and shove someone.
sui sui is shove wrong person, who just so happen to be walking past.
AND he thought it was felix who shoved him.
then a 3 sec staredown and oi oi OIs.
then pan 'deng deng deng DENG" *superhero soundtrack*
emerged from the back of felix and formed a great wall of china.
ZOMG. LOL.
a little pulling of the boys back then act like nothing.
just only pan's face darn black.
and my feeling feeling emo mood was spoilt. LOL.
at the corner of my eye, i saw naomi like smiling and not affected when there was tention.
now i know.
when we went out of the club she admitted it was HER who pushed the fella.
and my dear girl,
we are buying you a lanyard,
and photocopying 'missing report' forms of all the clubs we frequent.
all in precaution of your deportation.
and you being broke.
the cab driver who drove us east siders home was very nice.
this coming from a person who cab drivers hate. swear.
cab count of the day - 5.



and it felt comforting being alone.
solace in the silence.

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