Time to stop and smell the flowers, dude. Rejoice in being a quitter.

Let's call it a day

We are more than ready to

We had enough reruns of the same old arguements

They always seem to conclude inconclusively each time anyway

Why do we even stick together

When we only fill up each other's lives with ugly lies and angry words

The hurt we inflict

Cancels out any little joy our companionship may bring

If we could even recall these so-called memories

When we are too busy dismissing

When we are too caught up dissing

When you make me pour a cup of coffee for you and I call it sacrifice

When I asked you to marry me and you call me a selfish jerk

14th February St Valentines' Day

Is the day my divorce is finalised

Ironies of irony

I finally found new meaning to celebrate this day

I would never say it's so commercialised again

The only Valentines' Day gift I ever got all these years from David

Yet the best I have ever received to date

Bet you can't beat that, guys

You could choose a special day to marry

But you can't get a more interesting date for divorce like mine

I can't wait

*Big Smile*

What happened hur?

"Days of Green Tea Ice-Cream, Strawberries, Mugging, & Irresponsibilities

And so it continues.......

Days merging into days of endless mugging, with near naught going into this muddled brain.

Days of conjuring up bitter green-tea ice-cream from raspberry flavoured ice-cream.

Days of strawberries from Freo markets.......

And more mugging.....

And so it is...the final couple of weeks before the official demise of my time in XXX Uni......and 3 more weeks before my darling flies home to begin an exciting new phase of her academic life, stepping up another rung on the ladder towards our common dream.

Am I excited for her?

DEFINITELY.

Truth is....I can't begin to describe just how proud I am of her....perhaps, this lack of jealousy at the success of another signifies emotional growth.......

Perhaps, it symbolizes something deeper.

Call it listening to the inner child, the innate intuition........whatever it is, I'm gonna miss her during the month we're going to be spending apart......miss our daily dinners together, her laying beside me in bed, the purity of our relationship, regretful of the fact that once back in our beautiful homeland, all this will have to take a backseat.....in the name of respecting the ostracising glares of the society in which we'd both grown up in.

There's something so romantically sweet about my love.....her with-holding her kiss simply because she's got ulcers in her mouth, her incessant worrying about me and how new I am to the dynamics of a gay relationship, her pushing me on to greater heights both academically and emotionally.

Rough ride?

Not really........in fact......no ride has ever been this smooth before.

Irresponsible?

To whom am I being irresponsible to?

No one......not even to myself.

And why am I this sure?

I can't give an answer to that one......just the simple fact that I am. Fullstop.

Perhaps, sometimes, all we need to do is to open our hearts and mind, and ears, to that inner child within us......that gut feeling that has the innate ability to discern between right and wrong, acceptable and unacceptable, and who tells us via that teeny tiny lil' feeling, the gentlest tug at our heartstrings, the lightest hint in our consciousness.

Coz nothing is more honest that that intuition......or whatever else one chuses to call it.

It's there for the simple reason from the moment we were born.......to guide us in the path in which lies our destiny......and away from the dangers that we may inherently stray into should we refuse to listen.

If one would only listen enough.......what kind of struggles and tortures will the person be spared from?"


*Link withheld for obvious reasons*

Wei's sidenote: Sigh... all my girlfriends are turning lesbian. Self-justifying gays and lesbians. Siao liao lar.....

The Subaru Car Challenge

Not many left, but you can see that he is definately tired by now.














Kierra look! A picture of the smoker we spotted on the video cast! Still smoking, haha.. I seriously dunno how smokers do it. Must be twice as tough for them...














This is what they started out with, the first evening, a few hours into the challenge, I think.













***Latest updates: Jules pulled out at a record of 43 hours, the last 40 standing! I believe to be sometime 9plus this morning.

Amazing... because I know I wouldn't have lasted 2 hours. I need the loo every two hours mah.. Nevertheless, he definately deserves a good pat on his back. Great effort Julian!!!

I always knew he loved to punish himself, what with all the marathons and triathalons, but I believe this one surpasses them all, in pushing him beyond his will-power and perserverance. This one is really - mind over body.

Actually, all whom have lasted so long, are already champions in their own ways. Hope no one is too disappointed.

I know Jules won't be too disappointed, because he likes to do these kinda things, sometimes, just for the sake of the challenge. Bobian lah, he's a little into SM. Mack, you could pass your whips and chains to him, you know, if you have no use for them.

Enjoy the pictures, people! I thank everyone on behalf of Jules for all your support.***




















*Latest updates: Jules is looking energetic and quite awake at nearly 31 hours now, 74 contestants out of 320 left, if I am not wrong. Jiayou Lianlian!*

Hi guys, as some of you already know, Jules took part in the Subaru Car Challenge and is presently holding strong at 11 hours.

For anyone unaware of this event, here's the link to what's happening:

http://www.mediacorpradio.sg/subaru2006/

Okay, he looks like he's gonna fall asleep soon, but he always looks like he's gonna fall asleep anyway, even halfway through lunch with me, you know.

Do drop by to shout hi (so you could help wake him up abit) if you are in town at Ngee Ann City, his number is 279, or you could drop him an sms to 72346 (30cents each) like this:

MSG Your message to him

Mack, you would love to see what I sent him. I told him if he could last 7 years with a bitch like me, he could last at least 7 days out there. Hahahaha.. I hope it's funny.

He did laugh his head off so I assume I woke him up for awhile.

I wasn't brave enough to write that out in a banner to hold it above my head though, there were so many people there, and the cameras! *gasp* Everyone in Singapore would then know that I'd been a bitch to him.

Anyway, I digressed.

Please shout at him if you bypass Ngee Ann City. Thank you guys!