Love Me Tender. Love Me Sweet. Never Let Me Go.

the word is: exfoliation. the who is: abang. the what? simple. soft hands! metrosexual vanity. he's batman. im robin. ha! i am proud to announce that i know the vainest man on this earth n' he is none other than herwin bunting; my dearest abang a.k.a housemate (cousin really)! i just spent the last 10 minutes with him, going through four tubey thingies to "soften" my hands! its kinda cool though! i can already feel my hands softer! =)

psych-of-lang lecture was 'haunting'. research methods lecture was surprisingly interesting. yes. overall, today's lectures were invigoratingly refreshing. its totally cool to see the same faces now tt we are all in our last semesters. uni used to be so hard to make friends in coz u see different faces each time u go into a new class. especially in arts. everyone's taking bits of everything! it used to be a miracle if you can see the same person in more than one of ur class! not now though. not in 3rd yr when u know for sure what ur majoring in. met pc and lana. panicked abit about the lab report. same old same old.

after classes, i went besserk on the mags - bought meself dolly n' gf. hey! my purchases are completely justified! there are MULTIPLE pull-out posters of benjamin mackenzie ok! ha. all of adam brody's of course belongs in the custody of ling-a-ling - tt's an understood arrangement! the o.c. today. awesome as per usual. loathe oliver to the core (who has tt kinda name anyways!?). marissa doesnt deserve ryan (who would believe a complete stranger over a boyfriend anyways!?) seth shld realise having similar likings with anna is a plus - totally a one-in-a-million connection. summer is sad. EVERYONE else in the world has a bf EXCEPT her. hey! she's me! i reckon she shld hook up with luke tho. he's awesome. too bad there's no "luke" in my life. =(

been thinking alot about what ling said before. she's right. life is too short to dwell. life is too short to play it safe. life is lived once to not take chances n' risks. n' goddammit. im a dweller. much too much a dweller! so what if some thing/ place/ time reminds me of my past fairytalestories?! whats passed is past. do u see guys dwelling? no. girls can't help being emotional. n' weak. succeptible to falling into the charms of bastards. n' i am a personification of exactly that! ive just been playing it safe. i remember a time when i would disregard rules just so i can fall in love like 'they' do in movies. i do realise love is a spontaneous chain rxn of risk-taking, zilch-analysing n' having faith. to fall in love, you CANNOT think - just gotta fall.

so ive come up with a fool-proofed plan: i stop myself from dwelling [not completely. tts impossible unless i have the "delete" function; which i don't]. take risks. stop hiding. cease my running n' TRY reinstating my faith. so maybe, there might be chance to fall again?

sighs* planning is one thing. executing the plan is a completely different story. .. wait! im confused. i dont even want a bf now? do i? -- we all know one thing - analysing this will turn this entry into a 2000 words essay. laters!=)