The THREE months mark

I was never a playgirl to begin with, but i was no saint in this BGR thingy too.

I get into a relationship easily, usually too trusting, but those who know me would know that i take every relationship really seriously… Perhaps a lil too serious for my own good.

And i was battling this lil curse called the ‘three months mark’… No matter how much effort i put into that relationship, i did not get pass 3 months..  as somehow a 3rd person appears, he has commitment issues, i unravelled lies, or there was an unforgetable disappearing act…

… To an extent, i started developing an unexplainable fear as the 3rd month approaches… Until i met V, and i got really emotional when we celebrated the 3 monthsary… It was a breakthrough for me and i thought he is the One!

Then again, we did not survive 1 year. And i was the one who broke it off. He respected me and did not pick up a fight.. So we just ended things with mutual understanding…

And then, i met alex, at the other end of the world.

We actually celebrated or made it a point to keep count of the months we were together, because we never know how long we will last then, and every month was a mark of success for us, and a time to congratulate each other for making it..

Imagine my disbelief and immense gratefulness, when Alex and i celebrated our first year of togetherness… And came the second… And later the third

Although the time we spent apart was way more than the time we were together physically, just somehow someway, we are still going strong..

I have people throwing doubts, telling me its easier to give up;

I have a close friend telling me that she doesn’t think alex and i will have a future together;

I have to constantly stand up for what we have and convince others to have faith in us;

I have to pray everyday for the Lord to watch over us…

Well, 2 days ago, marked us being together in a committed relationship for 3 years 5 months

We missed a lot of significant events to spend together… But we both believe that if we persevere on, that day will come

Here, i would like to shamelessly declare that…
‘ i love you Alex Liao..  and i want to continue loving you’

*shy*

Hows your cny? ;)

I got a bit of free time on my hands, as grandma just dozed off while watching this chinese acrobat show on channel 304…
So with my S2 keeping me companied while the tv blasts at the background, i thought would be nice to revisit this forsaken place…
Gosh takes me so long to type even this lame introductory paragraph coz theres a funny magician maaking weird sounds..n ooo aaron kwok is now on tv..gosh he doesnt age.. Oh yeah grandma’s up so that explains the channel surfing lol…

Anyway, this post is just to recount my luluness from the past few days. I think i totally outperform myself lmao…

So people of this world, please read and feel comforted that there’s someone dumber than you out there. ..

Case #1
I had a rather packed day of classes so i was exhausteddddd.. Then during my only free time, students from 4A4 wanted to borrow spbt books… @##%/&

As the penyelaras for f4 spbt, i had to be in charge. So the students followed me to the far end of the school where the books storeroom is, i went to get the keys from the LK staffroom, and got them their books.

When they all happily received their 14 heavy textbooks, i sent them off eagerly, hanged the keys back at the LK staffroom, and walked all the way to my own staffroom to enjoy my remaining 15 mins of break…

Once i reached my desk…

Jeng jeng jeng…

I REALISED I LEFT MY OWN HOUSE KEYS INSTEAD OF THE SPBT STOREKEY AT THE LK STAFFROOM!!!!!!!!

My world completely crashed as i dragged my tired self all the way to the LK staffroom…

ONLY TO FIND THAT ROOM LOCKED!!!

I can see my poor keys dangling at the far corner…huhu..

I called up the teachers from the LK staffroom but no one picked up T_________T
Thank the almighty God a student came with KEYS!!!

Only those who been to my school would understand the dire pain and distress of walking to and fro to get my keys… It is quite a walkkkkkk…

Case #2
Two days ago, dad asked me to make sugar syrup for the tea…

And he asked me, ‘can you do it?’

I answered back, ‘you see me no up?!’ and went to the kitchen…
After boiling water and putting in the crystal cubes… Then pouring the syrup into the tea…
To my utmost horror..

The drink is now SALTY!!!!!!!!

Yup … I accidentally used salt instead of sugar…… *luluness scored!!!*

Ok.. I think i already humiliated myself enough…

Happy CNY everyone!!!!!