To girlfriends

“I have girlfriends who are like, healing. We take care of each other. They know when I need to be taken care of.” ~Maggie Gyllenhaal

 
Ting
Sometimes the elder sister, sometimes the younger one. Words fail me when I sart talking about how much she’s been there for me. Love you.

Jess
Who is always honestly blatant with me, which I’m always thankful for. But it causes me to be honestly blatant with her too, sometimes to a point of shocking myself.
This is a super old photo, Jess. I need more new photos with you.

Ling
The voice of every gathering. Kind and generous soul, and absolutely delightful to be with. Not that your face is not pretty enough, your voice is just… louder. haha.

Jane
Blissfully in love. My saviour in Singapore. I’m really glad that you have found such happiness; it radiates from your smile. (=
Meet up soon, miss your face.

Shar
Oh my, you’re just the person to be with in Uni. We just understand.

And special star appearance..

Louis
The half-girlfriend. My latin cha-cha and rhumba partner. He listens, and he bitches with me as well; a comfort to confide in.

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I was initially very enthusiastic about penning this post, but when I started to write, I realise that I dont have much to say. It’s a deep sense of love that is difficult to be translated into words, nothing I thought of seemed to fit.

Girlfriends who’ve been there; whom we share dirty secrets with; who we buy gifts for whenever we’re overseas; whom we talk till no end.

Pillars of strength when strength fails me.

“You know when I feel inwardly beautiful? When I’m with my girlfriends and we are having a ‘goddess circle’.” ~Jennifer Anniston

watch that line

The direction of a relationship is just seperated by a line, isn’t it?

The line that defines knowing and not knowing;
The line that decides if you’re going to be just friends, or more than friends – or less than friends for that matter;
The line that crosses between a constructive argument between a couple, or a verbal war

When the line is traversed, it is emotionally impossible to be back where you were.
Things would have been said; things would have been done;
Things that you can never take back.

In some cases, it is the best thing that has ever happened to you;
In some others, you wished with all your heart that it didn’t happen.

When you’ve gone to the other side, no matter how hard you try to forget, you’re just simply trying to forget.

This line – I’d largely think it’s psychological – plays with your mind.
Everything is still ordinary – life still goes on - but everything has changed.

Your life is never the same anymore.

midterms

Midterms week ends tomorrow.

International Econs paper on Monday was tricky, but do-able.

Finance paper on Tuesday..
The test was traditionally a 15-MCQ paper, and Prof decided to change it to a 15 Short Answer Questions paper. We got a little worried – “there goes our di-kam chances”.

Given time – 1 and half hours, of which he extended it to 3 hours while we were doing the test.

Of all the 15 questions, I only managed to answer about 7 of them, and of the 7 questions that I answered, I am only relatively sure of 1.

One out of 15 questions.
The rest of the questions – I didn’t even understood them.

Can you imagine my sense of desolation?

Our dear Prof’s wise words after the test:
“We [him and the teaching assistants] heard you: “the test’s been a little tough.”“
“…the only way I could bring fairness into an objective assessment process is by making the test a little more involved and thought-provoking. For this I hope you can understand the difficulty I would be facing if I give an easy or normal test.”

Absolutely insane.
Welcome to SMU’s great academic system. 

One more to go tomorrow.

As you can see, I seriously need to unwind.

the evils of marriage

 
Photo courtesy of First Love

“Marriage, in the less romantic language of economics,
creates a ‘barrier to exit’” 
- the sound of no hands clapping ~ Toby Young

Many talks with friends and incidents that I’ve witnessed have made me lose almost all faith in marriages. That little sliver of faith left consists of the hope that mine will not suffer such a fate.

I still believe in true love, though.

But I, too, believe in infidelity.

Our human ability to love is probably one of our best assets; and also our greatest detriment. The concepts of “the grass is always greener on the other side” and “taking things for granted” are somethings all of us can relate to, no?

It’s human to err, isn’t it? But are these errors, or are they just innately human?

I suppose it’s in every woman’s fears to be obligated into a marriage with an unfaithful man; or that they would be the unfaithful ones. Though that wouldn’t constitute much of a fear of being unfaithful, but the fear of swearing into a wrong marriage.

So food for thought: Why get married then?
(not that I’m now against marriages. I still want my childhood playtimes of pretend marriages to come true)

Why swear to be the one true love - to trust and honour; be there in sickness and in health; through good times and bad; till death do you part – when you’ll eventually break the vow?