23rd Birth Anniversary

Had a private pizza party to commemorate the start of real adulthood. Still a child at 18, still one at 21 and I turned into a young fine lady two days back. I am finally leaving school life and i am excited at what awaits!

Received 5 bday cakes this year from really kind friends who recognise my love for all things soft, sweet and fluffy. Life’s good. Although Pa and Ma were both overseas this year, Jace and Ying still made sure the party went on. Blessed am i 🙂

   
    
    
   

I love growing old! 

Reconsidering

I must say i am someone who is very affected by my friendship problems. And my friendship loyalty is definitely higher and i am more commited to managing my friendships than other friends. It is defo draining and frustrating to talk to someone who do not reply, AT ALL.

Although i am very sure this is not my last straw to this friendship, but i am defo gonna wash my hands off taking the initiative now. If they have all the time in the world to do other less impt things, surely asking for a reply on my part isnt too demanding right! Wah why is this so infuriating!!!!

Bedtime thoughts

I thought about my shift tmrw from 8am till 6pm and i alr feel tired…BUT RARING TO GO!! C’mon i can do this! 

Diamonds

Many of my friends are becoming successful in their lives. I am proud of them. I am happy for them 🙂 

Long Wednesday!

Woke up at 5am today to prep for UQ mock test, went to sch afters and i just reached home from dance. Time check : 2340 hours. Rest time is finally here! Even the longest day is only 24 hours – i love this quote.

Dance pract was super fun today and i shall name this pract as the epitome of forgetting steps. Im not lying if i say i forgot 90% of the entire choreo during showcase in group. Memory fails me. Why…

Just wna end off with an interesting find today during MSM class this noon… WIWT:

What a lecture mate wore today:

Coincidence? I think not…

Goodnight!

A New Beginning?

Hola! First press in 2015 using my iphone! It’s early in the morning right now at uhm 0045 hours and im in for a longggg day ahead. Here’s my last meal of ytd’s dinner which I finished in 9 precise bites:

Now i’m really getting sleepy…. ZZzzZzz

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Chronicle of liz.

Felt an urgent need to press down this feeling, yes at 1am on an early Saturday morning. Cos I just stepped out of the shower and met a lizard. You may wonder why I cringe every single time I see it, let me fill you in…

I vividly remember that early morning in year 2000, I was routinely waiting for the school bus to pick me up for school. I leaned against a lamp post after settling down my school bag. As I was gazing in the direction of where the school bus will be coming, I felt something slipping down my back. I shook my whole being so vigorously and the thing slipped out from under my uniform and dropped onto the floor. I looked down and saw a lizard scurrying away. I can’t remember if that 8 years old Yoyo cried. But it definitely scarred her so badly.

The next day, I had rashes all over my body. The rashes were angry, red and itchy and it spreads throughout my body in random arrangement. They looked like clouds that popped from my skin. It took me days to recover. I was flabbergasted by that creature ever since.

So back to the present, where I met a lizard after stepping out of the shower… It clang itself onto the corner of the wall. I did not have my specs on and all I see is a patch of brown. I hurried out into the living room, wore my specs and went back to take a closer look. Its body curved in such great flexibility that my body can never achieve; its skin semi translucent and I can see bits of contents inside its body; its tail is long and meanders along the corner of the wall. I stood at a safe distance and watched it till it was out of sight.

They say ‘do something that scares you everyday’. There was once I really tried to capture a young tiny baby lizard, armed with a plastic bag in hand and several layers of tissue…but I never got to it. It takes a lot of courage to step out of my fear and I wasn’t brave enough. I’ve failed myself time and time again. I have no idea how some people live with this kind of creature as pets. I guess I will never ever understand, neither do I want to try to understand.

Maybe one day, I will be able to do it. Catching lizards, by myself, regardless of how big it is. One day.

My Return.

Dear WordPress, a lot has happened since my last post. I have no intention to note down every single thing cos it may take me days and Im not a procrastinator so I may not shower.

Mostly dance related.. like the success of the club’s 2nd production, helping out in dance camp, performing for SIM’s open house, bonding, meeting and making new friends in the club and work stuff like bonding with my colleagues, Lele’s resignation ( 😦 ).. oh! and me getting into advance team! So speaking of which, I had my first advance practice today and it was soooo much fun. Dance is ALWAYS fun. Even though I still suck at it…but I guess what’s important is that we enjoyed what we are doing.

I’ve been dancing so much these days I can really feel my bones breaking and hear my muscles yelling at me to stop putting them through so much pain and horror. I get muscle cramps at peculiar areas recently, such as the right side of my core, my inner thighs and tricep! Never in my entire 22 years of age has such muscle cramps got to me and experiencing it for the first time really caught me off guard. I had such a shock I had to google my situation for remedies. But the silver lining to these cramps was that my muscles are really becoming stronger…however, i still need to take caution.

Have I ever mentioned that dance ALWAYS ALWAYS A L W A Y S clashes with important events in my life? I know, for the record, that I almost always choose dance over the other event. From the top of my mind I can only remember skipping dance for Ying’s birthday celebration (2 years consecutively), ‘cos my er jie’s happiness is more important than anything else. And that’s the only two times I’ve not chosen dance. However, right now dance is about to clash with yet another important event in my life… I know I’ve always chose dance…but this time round it’s different so I need to reconsider. I’ve been thinking hard…

FYI I have an overactive brain. I think about ALL sorts of things that could happen after making my decision. At my level of thinking, I’d probably need to conduct a SWOT analysis soon. But ain’t nobody has time for that. They always say follow your heart…but my heart is a capricious thumping fella. It changes its mind so frequently that my brain just gave up communicating with it.

Passion VS Responsibility. What a tough battle to fight…

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