you know what's the greatest thing in the whole damn world?

knowing that your bf trusts you, that he trusts you so much he doesn't claw all over you for details about where i am, and who i am out with.
my bf has NEVER done that, so to all the skeptics out there thinking that its amazing that we have actually lasted this long, i think you guys should start talking about some other useless stuff instead of asking all this crap.
and no, we do not text or call each other every other hour/everyday.

anyway, i know weird obsessive girls read my blog, and this goes out to you.
GIVE UR BF SOME DAMN SPACE LA. YOU WANT TO SUFFOCATE HIM ISSIT.
haiyo, so many cases already. fren's bf or gf managing their email accounts, restricting him from this and that.. is this what your definition of a blissful relationship is? would you like him to stick his nose in every business of yours?!
if yes, then you're quite screwed.
and people shouldn't make promises they cant keep. I, for one, know all too well (broken and had a promise broken, both ways)

just remember: whatever doubts you have about your bf/gf, he/she is entitled to have doubts about you too. everything works both ways. just keep all ur insecurity in check please!

i am still particularly miffed that the officer and my LO AND my ex-colleagues have not even contacted me yet. how inefficient can the school get?! i mean, SERIOUSLY!

anyway, i am appalled that a supposed close fren told me to like sae something which might cause a rift between my bf and i. he thinks its ok, but no it isn't. and christians are not superstitious people.

i was at jurong point the other day, and i came across a little pigeon huddled on one of the steps leading to the mrt station from the basement POSB machines. i was pretty curious, i mean, the pigeon wasnt flinching when the crowd just went past it left,right and centre. i peered closely and i saw it had swells above both eyes, and one swell had burst, leaving a gaping crater there. one of its legs were hidden under its feathers, so i initially thought it had lost a leg.
it was a bit featherless in some areas, and it looked very very sick.
i then sat down beside it, making sure that people will not accidentally kick it in their haste. i felt very very sad when i looked at it. an uncle with boils actually told me to stay away from the pigeon because it was 'sick'.

i know it just sounds crazy la, but i sat there for an hour plus, hoping that the pigeon didn't feel alone.
many ppl walked by and the ugly side of singaporeans really came out la, so many people were gawking and pointing at it. they speak in hushed voices, and a couple even took a photo of the pigeon. singaporeans do the same for handicapped people, just that they leave the pointin out for fear of hurting the person's feelings. really sad. one couple even took a photo of its back, and went "eeee" when they saw its eyes and the swells. i really felt helpless for the pigeon.

nvm. thats about all. summed up my pretty much exciting week. :)