Saturday, June 30, 2007

.|.Fragrance.|.

It's been ages since i've listened to any good music. Thankfully, Ah-Foo, or rather, Win, was right on time and gracious enough to save me from listening to only all that rubbish that's played on the radio. Thanks so much, m'dear. =]

Welcome back, Camui-san. xD

zawameku kokoro no koe ni mimi o sumashi
"ittai nanno tame ni
umaretekita no ka..."
sou, toikaketa

tsuki wa kawarazu boku o mitsume
ima wa mada kotaete wa kurenai

kikasete okure yo
sono koe o...
misete okure yo
sono yume o...
samenu nemuri ni ochite mo
obieru koto wa nai kara

oshiete okure yo
shinjitsu o...
tsugete okure yo
sono tsumi o...
akai namida ni nureteiru
kakusareta kono sugata o...

tada itoshisa dake ga ookiku naru
kako no namae sae
omoidasenai mama na no ni
mou dou ni mo dekinakute

tsuki wa kawarazu shizuka na mama de
ame o furasetsuzuketa...

Take care., my dear readers. =]

Off to bed now.
~Lyn.

11:42 AM Z

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.|.Hormonal imbalance.|.

Well, it's been ages since my last post. But well, lots has been happening, and let me just summarise.

Last i remember..

1. Aiden and Sam came down for a visit
- My dear cousin and his girlfriend flew down from Oz to visit. Was very interesting since i've never met Sam before, and i haven't seen Aiden since i was what... 4? Will post up pics when i get them off Sam.

2. I've moved.
-Yes, i, Yeang Su-lyn, the girl who has never moved in all 16+ years of her life, has finally settled down in her new house over looking the... erm... other houses.

3. I was emo
-Yes, my last post says alot. I admit that i'm emo most of the time, so putting a title that says 'i was emo' is not quite right, but if you folow me through this in chronological order, i don't want to confuse you. Not emo at the moment, by the way.

4. I marched.
-On sports day. Looked like a giant, moving lemon with Mickey Mouse Gloves on the field that day. To some individuals, it may have been for some more *ahem* interesting reasons, but here on my blog, where i will be forever be only sarcastic to the point that people still understand me, if not totally honest, that i joined marching to... gain marks. Sorry, no hidden agenda. =] And for once in a lifetime, the marching troop of Hang Lekir of SMKTS was graced by the presence of none other than me. Which kinds of explain why i'm darker than usual.

We lost, by the way. But it was good fun. xD

5. I stepped down.
- Officially as of today, i am no longer the Assistant Secretary of the Librarian Board of SMKTS, but can now smuggle out books when the computer system is down, without feeling that guilty. No more horribly long hours of working on minutes, typing out permission letter after permission letter, no more seeing the ever-terrifying En. Z to get his approval for activities, no more cracking my brain open to find ideas of how i can con the student of SMKTS with some great marketing ploy so that the Librarian Board can buy new... erm.. hmmm.... table cloths!! Yeah, that's it... Actually, i have no idea what we would have done with the money from the fund-raising project... Oh well.

6. I ran.
-Like i was chased by a crazy, blood-thirsty hound from not-so-nice-places. I reckon Pn. Chuah must either really dislike me or think i'm exceedingly, impossibly, Hock Jeen-ish capable. [NOTE: I have a thing where i think that Liaw Hock Jeen can achieve almost anything, after seeing him run during Saringan1. "dad" if you read this, just accept the compliment and don't ask too many questions or YYY will come and beat both of us up for making too much noise.]
Ah yes, i ran for 3 events, for the love of my sports house.

7. I didn't do too well for my trials.
-Please pray for me.

8. I have hormonal imbalance.
-Alright. The last point, and the thing that's been happening lately. Let me explain this. *clears throat*

I've always been straight. As in, i've always known i've been attracted to the opposite gender. My first "crush" was in kindergarden, when my maid pointed out that she thought i had "special feelings", or "like like" this boy in the same class as me. Of course, when you're as young as i was, you'd believe anything anyone said, so i did. Which is exactly why i said "crush". So anyway, since then, i've always had little crushes on different guys here and there. Honestly, i don't think i can remember all of them. Kind of forgot the ones, if there were any, in lower primary school, but i remember having a crush on this dude in Standard 5 and 6. Yes, i'm very faithful. Lol. I know i had various crushed in secondary school, and somewhere in between crushes, really fell in love, then diverted back to looking at other guys. However, lately, yes, i have my crushes and all, but... Let's put it this way.. I may have been labelled a stalker when really, honestly, i'm not. I don't trail people in school, or nick their handphone number from some database i had to access to in the dead of the night in school, or follow them when they walk home, or purposely walk into their class just so i could catch a glimpse of them, or purposely sit at the same table so i'd be able to see him, or whatever. Truth be told, i just observed him so out of interest of someone else's interest. Notice the word observed and not stalked.

So, was wondering that how come i even bothered studying someone i didn't even find remotely fascinating [other than my fascination with my friend's interest]. Why i would even bother to lift an eyebrow when he walked past. Why i felt like smacking him when he walked into the paper bag i was holding, and didn't even turn around to apologise. Why the diminutive dude has a code name. Then it dawned me...

I have hormonal imbalance.

Yes, i blame it on my Chemical make-up, and whatever sparks my neurons may be firing.

-

By the way, i shall succumb to my current state of mind and hence, the picture of the awfully good looking Dr. Robert Chase / Jesse Spencer, from the best series ever, House!!

And to allow my more practical and [hopefully] intelligent side take over before i become some crazy, obsessed, infatuated school girl, i shall quote my favourite doctor.

9:53 AM Z

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