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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

De one with "A changed Jason"

Warm night

I was watching Save the last dance for me today. The story progess to Xuan Yu (the director's son) recalled his memories after a car accident. Just a short period after he's engagement with Yin Xiu, he returned back to his family. Sigh. Now, another year have past. See what happens next bah.

Well..that's just a sidetrack. I realised i'm changed. I've become less responsible. That's the reason why i get so bored easily. Even to the point I lose concentration more than easier. Sigh. I hate this. It's like defying my responsible nature...

De one with Ear peircings

Windy

I've always wanted to have my left ear peirced. Well..it's true.. Peer pressure during adolescence and media influence have a great impact on the way person "accessories" their looks and appearance.

I remembered I've always been maintaining a goodie-goody, earnest look. Throughout my 10 years of education, earrings were a "NO NO". Firstly, it's going to get troublesome with the school's discipline. Secondly, it will only boast feminity to me. Sigh.

It wasn't until after ORD when i suddenly have the interest in having my ear peirced. Well... perhaps it might be because of the previous long awaited years of being confined by my disciplined environment... or because of vainity desire... Maybe it's because I saw Jay Chou had his ear peirced (which actually turn out to be a magnetic ear stud) in his 11月的萧邦... Or my bestest friend Chin Yu (or even majorly -A-)'s afflence.. To a certain extend, i guess i was too traumatised by the events of misery which made me wanna have changes bah.

Ha! I had my very first peircing done at Plaza Singapura. Went with Chin Yu, after weeks of serious dilematic consideration. Omg. Well, I'd still remembered I was super anxious during my first ear-peircing experience. Kinda trembling when the lady "xia shou". Oooh.. It was after the mere seconds when the burning with numb sensation start to activate. A surge of adreline rush.

My aunt, mummy and granny used to tell me. Guys have their ears peirced because it's a traditional way of making them grown up. To be more matured. Then, my campmate said, once a peircing is done, one's life, fate or destiny would be altered. Life will definatey not be the same as before. Well.. it wasn't much of what they've said. Beforehand, i've already been a rather supersitious about certain stuff like this. Well, it's definately true of personal experience. Life was pretty screwed up after my 1st peircing. So...

The second one was done months later (a couple of weeks back) at Plaza Singapura, again. Same shop. Same person to accoy me. The most significant about this experience was it was "quick and short". Surprisingly, it was compensated with the ringing pain. My tears nearly flowed out. Omg. I don't really know how to express it. However, I did felt something that stirred within me. The best described, the same as how Harry Potter felt when he first held the magic wand meant for him Oops. hehe. Oki. Be more pragmatic. I felt when the peircing was done, it some how triggered a shock in my nervous system. Perhaps my life was changed as though someone'd never be the same again after being electricuted.

Again, Vainity really comes with a deadly price of pain. The most tormenting part of having ear peircing is the fear of not being able to locate the ear-hole when changing your ear studs. Omg. Two very bd experiences occured before. The second was unforgettable! I recalled i spent an agonising 45mins, trying to find my ear-hole. Until "lao zup". My cousin had to help me out.

Wait! Must be wondering how's my life now? It's.. kinda better now. Thankfully. Hehe..

De one with Beautiful night

Nightful of stars

Clara messaged me that tonight's a really beautiful night. With all the visible twinkle-stars, clear skies. It's a considerably rare ocassion ever since my last time i actually got to sight this beautiful scenery for a very long time. Thanks Clara, for your special way of cheering me up.

I watched the new korean drama, "Save the last dance for me" after seeing it being advertised on Channel U a couple days back. The story line is really nice. So far, the story progesed until the part whereby a rich director's son, who was mugged and presumbly died after a car explosion, is alived after one year. He's in love with this neighbourhood girl. Everything they did was so sweet. Post notes and presents into this house-modelled mailbox, crafted by the male lead. The way they confess their love. The painful yet touching moment of them being seperated by their circumstances. Sigh. Made me sent Clara this sms:

"Itz lik u saw wat happiness ppl haf n u start to feel sour. Plus frustrated y such things wun happen on urself. Itz lik when u c how pitiful others are, den u start 2 relate some (familiar or appropriate) 2 urself. Feeling sad and wonder how lost and alone u r coz no matter how much u do but u dun get wat u deserved (the recognition of wat u did or ur existence). No matter how tough, u realise u dun haf a person who truly understand n care, embrace or protect u... itz bcuz u dun feel being appreciated in life and ppl ard u.. Or nostalgic memories stirred.. Tt tears starts to fall"

..or am I just being too over emotional or unneccessarily sensitive?

Perhaps it's supposedly due to this morning's visit to the temple for commemoration of Mummy's Lunar one year death anniversary bah. Prepared by laying out the food: White Chicken, Braised Pork, Braised Char Siew, Huaw Kuay, Pig's Trotter and Bah Kuuh Teh, Coffee, Plain rice, Assorted fruit (I recognised this "flatten Japanese Peach", similar to the one in Memoirs of Geisha where Saiyuri gave out to symbolise her Mizuake's ready for bidding).
Before keeping everything, we went down to have all the boxes "of wealth" and incense paper burnt.

Mummy, do rest in peace. Thank you for everything. I miss you beyond description, from within what's leftover of my heart...