The Place to be (Part II)

The boyfriend says I think too much. And I have to agree. I think about alot of things in a day, and in life generally. I suppose its more of worrying you would say. Lots of people worry about different things throughout their whole lives. Was listening to Class 95 while on the way to work and the Flying Dutchman and Glenn were asking the public about what they worried about the most. A lot of people worried about money, another lot of people worried about their children, some people worried whether there was a heaven or hell, and some worried about dying alone. Some worried about things that hadn't even happened yet, like being trapped in a building on fire, or getting into a car crash. Which is ridiculous isn't it, why waste energy worrying about something that hasn't even happened and may never happen?

Anyway, it's true, I worry about lots of things. About my career, about my parents, my brother, about whether its going to last with the boyfriend, about whether I'll be happy in the future, about what exactly my future will hold. About my health, about the health of people around me. About money. About goals in life. About what I want to achieve. To be honest, I think I'm surprisingly ambitious. I want to achieve something significant in life, something I can look back on and think WOW, I can't believe I did that. I want to do alot of things in life. I don't want to grow old wishing I could have done more when I was young. Thinking I lived a wasted life. I really feel like living overseas for a while. If I were given a chance now to study/work overseas for a few years, somewhere in the US or in Europe at least, I would grab it with open arms. Even if it meant leaving the boyfriend. If we were meant to be together, we would be able to overcome anything, even a few thousand miles. The boyfriend is very safe, he's very logical and stable, sometimes I wish he would just loosen up and do something crazy and out of the ordinary. He calculates his spendings down to the last penny, and carefully weighs out the pros and cons in every decision. It's not bad or anything, but when it comes to emotions, there's no way to deal with it logically. The fact that sometimes he does that pisses me off. Like how when I say he doesn't show enough concern sometimes, he overloads me with 'caring' questions every morning. And how he treats me nice while I was studying in my last sem, just to make sure I treat him the same way when he is doing his last sem. I mean WHO plans these things? But I know he cares for me. I just don't know if I'll be happy with someone like that. Imagine if we get married, I think he'll drive me absolutely nuts. It's not that I don't love him, believe me, I've loved him enough to be with him for this long. I don't know why though, maybe its his stupid face? Cos sometimes I still melt inside whenever I see him smile or gleam like a satisfied kid who just ate his first oreo cookie. I don't know, I'm so confused.

Bleh, anyway, here's some pictures of him (and his yummy ass) while he was setting up his computer which I (yes, ME! MOI.) helped move into hall :P





And us looking happy with my stupid fringe which is presently getting overgrown and out of hand..



This is my scabby knee which is STILL PUSS-Y after I fell down while roller-blading (a tiny seed got stuck in my wheels and I went careening.. and nope, no one caught me *grumble*)


Yeah, alrighty, get an early night ppl, its Monday againg tomorrow! But my boss is away in lombok (or smthing like that... it's near Bali) so I'll be totally unsupervised for the whole week! woOT! Goodnight peeps!

Sorry I've not been posting much.

Couldn't find the time and the diligence to.

Well here I am now.

I've done a few things since I've been away from Netland...

I graduated..


I cut my hair..


And I said goodbye to another cute UK colleague..

Something tells me I wouldn't mind dating a fashionably bald man

And I think I also had like manee manee fights with the boyfried in between. Relationships are hard. Like real hard. I think its just all caused by expectations. I expect him to take care of me, catch me when I fall, make me laugh and brush all my worries away. He expects me to be independent, healthy, driven and happy. Sometimes things fall short of our expectations, and disappointment looms. I start thinking what would it be like to date someone warmer, more passionate, more selfless... He starts thinking what it would be like to date someone more sporty, more sexy, more fun I guess. And things just would not work out that way. And it's no point thinking that way. It would just drive us apart. In the meantime, we should just care for each other and enjoy each other's company yar? I guess so.

Mm.. ok, should get some sleep. There's work tomorrow again. Sigh! Gdnites

Was too occupied during the weekend to post. So here I am on a MONDAY night, giving you your weekly dose of Cat's happening life. Hah. It'll be short, so brace yourselves.

What I did last week:



Did a little dinosaur sight-seeing.







Or rather it was officially called the Life Science Graduation Dinner in Conjuction with Sci Centre's Dinosaur Exhibition. Yup who would have thought of that? An honours class's DND in the Science Centre in a roomful of extinct fossil dino relics. Yup, someone must have thought him/herself pretty smart to be able to come up with a smashing idea like that. We made do with it though and had a fabulous time making fun of the dowdy dinos.

Friday night was date night, we went to Tam Po Po at Liang Court. Homey little jap place with a nice hot pot. Boyfriend wore his FCUK shirt which I (YES, I) picked out. Remember his picky ways? Yup, I got past that and moulded his taste to the likes of mine. Hurrah.



Then on Saturday we went canoeing at MacRitchie. It was really pretty the way the sun beams filtered through the clouds and made the water all sparkly and shimmery. We canoed down a little riverway and it was just like hunting for crocodiles in the Amazon (just without the crocs). And it was pretty hilarious sometimes cos we kept crashing into foliage at the edges of the stream. Haha, I think we destroyed a significant amount of wilderness in the form of broken branches and scraped canoe undersides. We even streaked across the canoe training lanes to the place where all the turtles lived and spotted a few little heads. We did get shouted at by the trainer but streaked past him anyway.. we rawk, thank God boyfriend has strong arm muscles (in addition to his strong nostril-flaring ability).



Alrighty, that's all the pics for now. Today was the bosses' birthday (3rd July, I hope I remember that), and we bought him pink and orange daisies and a 5 liter keg of heineken. Haha, it has a tube attached to it for direct consumption and he was suggesting hooking it up intravenously to his arm and rolling it around with him on a trolley for the rest of the day. Haha, UK bosses are hilarious.

Right, and it's ONLY monday! Hang in there working folks.