April 29, 2004
"Of course you are unique, just like the rest of us."
Met up with Mr Chua today. We shared a Coffee Club Muddy Mud Pie. Sigh, I am eating too much ice-cream for my own good in the past one month. It's not just about the fats lah, please (or is it...hee). It's that my tummy feels a bit uncomfortable whenever I eat too much ice-cream. It's probably the lactose. So, I should cut down on ice-cream, and eat sorbet instead (Yummm). Point noted.
He's going to Japan for holiday!!! (So is my lao ge, btw.) And he asked me a question which I'm supposed to ponder on - which is something that I obviously didn't do - ... before giving him the answer. hehe... The good thing about being used to 'smoking' is that I can just throw out a lot of opinions with an acceptable level of coherence and others would more or less be taken in by my random discourse. haha!
The question is "How do you know you are a unique person?"
I think he just feels slightly lost, given his very-soon graduation from the academic chapter of his life. But, I dare say he'd snap out of it soon.
SH, I think we actually don't have to try too hard to feel unique and different from the rest. You are already different, your life experiences are different and how you felt towards and made the choices in your life already made you different, your perception, your beliefs, your interests.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 18:20
It's not that I am silly,
just that sometimes,
my tears say best what I can't seem to put in words.
It's not that Hong Kong is so far,
just that sometimes,
anywhere not besides me is just not good enough.
It's not that things are too sudden,
just that sometimes,
I like to think hope can forestall time.
It's not that you're leaving,
just that you're leaving without me.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 01:02
April 26, 2004
"Leave a light on"
Yesh, leave a light on, my dear Kyn aka FVB. I grant you permission to assume a MIA status from the S.B.C for as long as you will be pursuing your dreams and aspirations, scaling new heights in whatever you do, spreading the passion of your trade, no matter where you will be.
Parting, especially of friends so close at heart, is and will never cease to be a difficult thing. But, it does help to remember that parting is entirely irrelevant when a friend is so close at heart.
We are all so happy for you, underneath our shock and reluctance to say byebye. But every parting is a new cycle to get ready to welcome you back! And I'm absolutely sure that each welcome will just give us all more reasons to be proud of one another!
Besides, you better make it big in whatever you do in that city that never sleeps. 'cos Apple and Me have already set our eyes on you being our Design and Image Artist for our wedding (whenever that might be... haha). And you know the Bches of S.B.C won't like to settle for anything second best. hoho... You better get your act together, you hear!
Then, maybe I'd consider shedding a few tears at our parting at Changi Airport on Wed Morning.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 16:43
"I'm Hot!"
Ya, the wrong kinda 'hot'. Ran a high fever since Saturday night. Been ages since I really fell sick, other than the occasional mental kind of sick. In fact, I wasn't even sick this time, no cold, no cough, no sore throat, nothing. Just that my system decided to send out all signals of their revolting against how I've been treating myself for the past month after I rejoined the gainfully unemployed category. So, I've been drifting in and out of sleep for the whole day yesterday, with minimal appetite for food (which then makes my gastric feel weird and tummy feels bare).
Fever is a very interesting thing, actually. It's a system of contrast and irony. You gotta feel hot inside to be cold outside, and the colder you are outside, the hotter you are inside. Which effectively means you will be pretty screwed up. To pull the blanket or on the air-con full blast. No matter which way you choose, you end up feeling weak as a deflated balloon. Plus of course, it takes away all your appetite, making you feel annoyingly weak and light-headed. For some reason, food and sickness don't go well together. And I just realised that I prefer white plain home-cooked porridge than the ones outside. The salty taste of the porridge my Ma bought for me last morning almost made me vomit.
But, I'm better now. Janet said if I have got the strength to scold her, I would have been well on my way to recovery. And I just did when she called. In fact, I also just nagged at my parents' lack of discretion in their diet (too much carbo).
Desmond said if I start using 'unpolished' language, I would have been well on my way to recovery. Well... guess there's only one thing for me to do now...
What the fuck?! I'm recovering well lah!!!! goddamnit.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 16:25
"A Journey Completed"
I finished reading "The Return of The King".
This journey lasted for 3 months. Damn satisfying.
I'm a Hobbit, shamelessly adopting an elvish name - Enelya.
Erywen of Lorien, enjoy your trip down under!
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 15:46
April 23, 2004
"Read my lips. NEVER."
I was about to go to bed (for the first time in a long while, i'm going to bed before 2am). Popped over to Vamp's blog.
What dya mean you are leaving for work in HK next week? hullo!!! Pls don't give me this kinda shock. Just when everything in my life seems rosy and promising! I need you to share with me leh!!!
*Okay, chill... 'tis her aspiration, her wish, her dream... she's only going to pursue her dream... Now, breathe... count to 10, breathe...*
Vamp, I know we are meeting tomorrow. And I totally expect you to update us of this HK work thingy and how long you'd be gone and like where would you be, and every bloody detail! Then, of course, we will all keep the S.B.C spirit going, with you constantly on our mind and in our bitching.
Tell us tomorrow. We love you.
Last, you are NEVER replaceable. Read my lips. N-E-V-E-R.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:06
April 22, 2004
"The way life should be lived"
Went ECP with Snow aka X***X** ytday. Brought a straw mat, crapped a lot, discussed some slightly more intellectual topics (e.g. do girls really think Snow is gay...), crapped somemore, fell asleep, woke up, went to pee, brought 2nd cup of Slurpee and Twisties, read a bit, crapped some more.
ahh, what's the colour of Envy?
The beach was super cool, far from the scorching hot weather we've been having in most other parts of Singapore recently. It was breezy with a bit of sun. Absolute luxury.
We both met Mel for dinner after that. Mel almost made us both lose our appetite, not once but a few times!!! Simply by the mention of some korean seasonal music piece... and her new idol.. the one who came to SGP, from Korea, just last month. Sorry I really can't bring myself to say the name, cos I don't wanna remind Snow of the trauma.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 21:58
April 20, 2004
Love & dating...14
Ever wondered if you would stop in the middle of Orchard Road, turn to your bf/gf and start french kissing for 2 minutes (only, some think), ignore all stares and finger-pointing... just right there, right then, kiss?
I can think of one reason why we don't do it - Singapore is a damn hot and humid place to kiss. Think Paris. Kissing in the middle of a slow stroll is probably as common as the 'Hi, can I take up a few minutes of your time to do a survey?' teenagers in Orchard Road.
I know of a couple who got scolded by a passerby when they kissed in East Coast Park. They probably felt it most unjust since there were still many others who were kissing too. Maybe it's the way they kiss then... (haha.. kidding sia)
Personally, I don't think there's anything distasteful or rude about kissing in public. A kiss is an expression of affection, greeting or just respect. A french kiss is probably more of affection and amorousness, but, if it's restricted to just that, I don't see what's the problem. After all, we do see huge billboards and posters of models kissing (think perfume adverts).
On the other hand, I have seen man who gropes the butt of his girlfriend on trains and young teenage couples doing things on buses that they should do at a more discreet setting (pls ref to one of my earlier posts). I can understand why the aunties and uncles find these distasteful and enough to warrant a good hard stare. For myself, sorry to say but I just find it amusing.
Actually, we are already a very repressed society. There's nothing wrong with some PDA (geeks out there, tis one means Public Displays of Affection! DUH!). I, for one, know that I'd find it most encouraging and heartwarming to see a couple kissing passionately in public. To begin with, a couple must be really comfortable with themselves and with the environment they are in to be able to display their PDA. And if indeed so, who's to say they're doing something wrong?
This world is getting insane, where is the love? Those of you who can, pucker up and spread some warm fuzzy feeling to the rest of us here.
(Ahh, I'm in a romantic mood, ain't I?)
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:24
I think I can qualify being a self-centred person. Those of you who disagree immediately, Awwwww... so sweet of y'all...
But, I think I can. If only you read on and understand what I mean by 'self-centred'.
I used to not be like this. But, just the last 3 years or so taught me 'heck, the world didn't stop for me'. And, really, 'it's my life'. So then, I went about living, knowing 'no man is an island' but at the same time, aware that in my life, there's only that many persons I need (and want) to answer to. The rest, great if they understand or respect me, if not, ahhh, F*** it.
My closest of friends have seen me do this countless times. Start brewing an idea in my head, talk about it, and if I decide to do it, I'd start a round of self-justifying. I don't give a damn if what I want to do is going to sound like the most childish of acts or most insensible of behaviour or most dumbest of decisions.
And, I grew not to see the need to answer to anyone (well, almost, 'cos fact is, I'm still my parents' daughter) but myself about what I do and how I live my life.
But, you see, I'm such a sensible person that I hardly deviate far from what is accepted (at least, not on the outside)... and I can lie well... haha
Arghh, whatever.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:06
What? Holy Shit! He's Gay?
A privately exclusive joke, which means like a joke shared among just someone and me.*wink
Why is she not sleeping with me?
Vamp Les aka FVB of S.B.C, well done! I see that you have taken all our feedback into consideration and changed a new backdrop for your blog. Yes, dear, this current one is definitely more aesthetic... I went like, 'Wowww.... Mmmm....' when I saw it. Keep it hot, keep it up!
Actually, my curosity now is in WHO's YOUR BOY??? And what baby??? U do realise that all babies of the Bs in S.B.C gotta call me Godma rt???
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 22:58
April 16, 2004
Love & dating...13
I never saw the point in holding on to things that should be let go. I think I'm more stable and lucid than most people. I don't like to be bogged down with things that I have no say or control in whatsoever. To me, it's just not constructive. I try to make myself look at what other things life has to offer and let shit in one area of my life work out to be the fertilizer for another aspect of my life. Dats just me.
I find it funny that sometimes, we regret letting go of someone. And we wish for the chance to be with the someone again to make it up to him/her. But, when we have the chance to be with that someone again, we are afraid to let go of another one that has been there while you were wishing for that chance.
Then, whole of our lives, we just constantly live with regrets about letting go of someone.. and not daring to hold on to what we have... and then, in this way, everyone is more or less screwed. haha...
wat a crazy world...
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 15:33
"Please, I've got better things to do."
April 15 came and went. Ultimate date that a singificant majority of Singaporeans will mark down in their calender. Deadline for filing income tax returns.
Every April, my parents will bug my sisters or me to do their income tax filing for them. Actually, it's every April 14th. 'Cos my Dad really doesn't give two shit about this inane process, and my Mum is really like blissfully ignorant about it, at least until her colleagues start giving her stress by reminding her to do it.
So, anyway, I was doing e-filing. And, pardon me, readers but I'm really pissed by the whole process. D knows all about it lor. Cos, for better or for worse, he was online while I was trying to swim in this sea of confusion.
First, I wanna know why the board enjoys changing their acronyms. First it was PAL, now it's Singpass. Before it was a 4 digit thing, now it's 8 digit. And I wonder what made them assume that we'd actually keep track of all these changes and remember all these changes. Like, hullo, do they not think we have better things to do?
Second, I wanna know why they had to make the whole process of reporting your income so tedious? It's tedious enough to earn the income, now it's double work to have to report it. There's employer's section, employee's section, reliefs, claims, what shit... Any wonder why the older folks are totally pissed? Imagine asking... 'So, how much is your relief?' 'What relief??? If I had any relief, you think I'd still be here struggling to make ends meet at my age???'
I may sound like a stupid graduate who cannot understand simple English and cannot memorise all my pins, and who doesn't follow the news enough to keep myself updated of all the changes (But, really, who bothers?).
But, my point is, don't I have better things to do in life? I really don't mind filing my income and like how much I earn. But don't make the whole process so tedious. Every next item sounds about the same as the last and it's no longer a test of my honesty in reporting income, more like a test of my English comprehension. Which then brings me to the next point...
Don't you think it's very boliao to file income tax? Especially if you are like earning a miserly income and the cost and effort of 'chasing after you' when you don't file actually exceeds your tax amount?
Like my Dad says, 'it's illegal not to file. so, juz file lah. Give them any figure, so long as you file, they'd be happy. Not like we are secretly acquiring properties and opening up swiss accounts.'
And after some time of trying to think where the hell i left my PAL Pin, or is it Singpass pin.. whatever, I decided...
Forget it. I'm not going to file this year. I didn't receive any form B too anyway. And if they are going to take away more peanuts from me, then, wtf. I'd let you guyz know again if they do.
hehe.. meanwhile, life's good! Told u I've better things to do!
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:17
From the papers...12
Anita Mui's brother wants to appeal for the courts to take action against her will to leave HKD$1million to her mother.
My first reaction? WTF.
Like a person can't even decide what to include in his/her will. A will is someone's last wishes what to do with the legacy being left behind right? So, what's this thing about asking the court to step in and decide what to do and what not to? Sounds damn childish to me.
Don't get enough money outta your deceased daughter, run to the big daddy. Like duh! Grow up!
I always wonder why should the government intervene so much into our lives. Like, as if we need them to nanny after us. No, wait a minute. Maybe there ARE some of us out here who do... but then, most of us don't. Right? err... right?
Anyway, this brother of Anita Mui, don't know what he's thinking of...
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:55
PPGMCE!!! What's up with you?
Only read fr ur blog, sounds like u are finally being headhunted to be the lead pole dancer... wat kinda job lobang is that? tell me, call me or tell the whole world, blog!
Vamp Les, for d first n last time...
I'm not the witch in our gang lah, i'm the *ahem* Queen Bitch. Get it clear oki. N hullo, your sexuality was never clear in the first place. What dya mean I drag you into my deceiving world? I'm sure my darling wouldn't like that too.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:52
April 14, 2004
Love & dating...12
'tis one is inspired from Glaywitch's blog. Whether there is 'the one' out there for each and every one of us. Coincidentally, I was just pondering upon a similar theme, which I will write in Chinese.
Many years ago, I was touched by something that goes like, 'Love is when two halves come together to form a whole'. I think, it's something like, there is someone out there meant for every one of us. We need to find our other side of the wing, then, we can fly.
Many years after, the same thing sounds like bullshit to me. Sorry. But it does.
Actually, there's really nothing wrong in believing in having 'the one' for you and trying to find him/her. But things get haywired when we all keep wanting to know for sure if 'the one' is really 'THE ONE'. Just like... Oracle telling Neo that he's the ONE but Neo doesn't quite believe her at first. We should all be like Morpheus. He decided that Neo is 'THE ONE' and that belief never faltered.
How many of us grope in our relationship, wondering if we are wasting time on someone who is not 'the one'? How often do we end up feeling shitty and insecure about whether there is a future with this one, who may or may not be 'the one'? And, how many falls must we take before we finally realise what I believe in now...
that is, 'Love is the coming together of 2 whole persons, capable of sharing their own completed world.'
I guess, it's totally reasonable to assume that as long as you don't become a hermit, you will always meet new people who will be better than your current partner in many ways. He could be earning much more, she could have longer legs, he could be more knowledgeable, she could be more outgoing... and the list goes on and on. Of course, there will always be someone better than this one.
But, think about it. How many years do you have to keep revising whether to give up this one for that one? I'm not encouraging the phenomenon of suckers or doormats staying in unworthy relationships. But, I'm saying, 'The One' is the one you make to be, not someone who can proclaim him/herself.
Truth be said, you'd never know who is 'the one' in your whole life until the minute just before your heartbeat goes beeeeeeeppppppp. So, why do we keep searching for some divine answers or some insane ways to prove our partner is the one? What we can do, we can keep believing the one we have now is the one for us. And try means and ways to keep the relationship growing, the flame burning. And keep believing until all is proven otherwise.
Moreover, The REAL One is really just you, alone. You came into the world alone, you will leave alone. But, from one nothingness to another, you can share your world with a worthy other, who will share his (or hers) with you. You have one life, but you see two worlds. Now, isn't that better than waiting for your other half of the wing to see just one world?
The search is over. Be contented with what you have.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:19
Is that it, Vampire Les aka D Vain One in my Bitching Gang?
You have to put the two men this time after the last one right? Like I told you, women are more aesthetic lah! But, I must say, you are brilliant, zhabo! Your blog and all the 'visuals' makes my blog look like the stepsisters beside Cinderella. And it doesn't help that I realised your headlines and descriptions are so damn well 'formulated'. No wonder, cos you're a bisexual... hahaha... OK, pple, she's not. She's as straight as an arrow. =P
Great work, Vamp! Keep posting... but pls keep the worms, viruses and pop-ups out.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:09
April 12, 2004
"therapy"
1. Soaking in the swimming pool with my bblics on a Sunday morning. Warm sun, cool water, some noisy kids taking instructions from their swim instructor, and of course, a very good chat companion. Water was so sleep-inducing.
2. Writing letters to my friends. Writing has always a calming effect on me.
3. Taking walks (strolls) alone. Anywhere is good. Parks, town centres, shopping centres, beaches. But my personal favourite is actually the stretch from along Boat Quay to Empress Place, to Fullerton Hotel, One Fullerton, the Merlion site, and then the bridge in between The Esplanade and One Fullerton. I lurrve the bridge. I lurrve sitting right in the middle of the bridge, facing the ECP in front, looking out into the distance, above the river. To find the calm and peace from within while in the mid of a most bustling part of the commercial hub of Singapore is therapeutic.
4. Going to the Fat Frog Cafe to hear Nuris and Darren. And an occasional music enthusiast to join them. Watching people who engage in their passion makes me feel lifted and inspired.
5. Reading in a cafe, usually Coffee Club at Millenia Walk. Iced passion tea at hand. Heavenly.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:59
April 08, 2004
Adeline and I were talking about guyz, more specifically, boyfriends who cannot even take care of themselves and expect their Mummy to do almost everything for them and make decisions for them.
Scenario 1:
Your bf's bed sheet resembles a big piece of floor rag. You ask if he's going to change it and he tells you he doesn't know when his Mum will change it.
Scenario 2:
Your bf complains that he's running out of socks. You are puzzled cos you thought he had quite a few pairs, enough to wash and change. You ask him and he tells you his Mum hasn't done the laundry yet.
Scenario 3:
Your bf adopts the view that it's either the gf cooks (when the Mum is not cooking) or eat out. It never crossed his mind that he, too, can wash the grains and put them into the rice-cooker.
Scenario 4:
Your bf looks glummy the whole day cos he couldn't wear his new shirt. Why? Cos it's still among the pile of clothes waiting for his Mum to iron.
I'm sure you guyz know what I'm driving at.
I'm not saying that I'm terribly well trained in doing all the household chores. For one, I totally hate vacuuming the floor, cos the noise gets on my nerves.
But, what I'm saying is, there are some guyz out there who seriously feel puzzlement when you ask them how to operate the washing machine. I understand though, that it's cos our parents' generation, most of our Mums will make us learn to do housework from young, whereas they will do all the work for our male siblings.
It goes something like this... "You already 12 years old, still don't know how to wash clothes? Next time, how?" or "10 years old already, must learn how to fold your own clothes."
So, it's probably no real fault of the guyz that they can barely take care of themselves. But, is it then our fault to want our bfs to at least know to change the bedsheets regularly?
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:38
I went to have lunch with Mel and Joyce yesterday. It was soo nice to see them and knowing that they are still very much sane and civil towards each other. No, hang on, I think they are getting more physical, hitting and pinching each other... isit? Hmm... Things are looking better after I left. I knew it, that was no company for a witch. Hey, girls, stay chirpy and I'd see ya all again soon (urgh, the Co lunch today right? damn 'sincere', the way Derek asked me to join. Joker!)
Oh ya, girls, under the illusion (thanks to Mel, cos your bank got the money earlier than mine) that my pay has been credited to my dieting bank account, I bought a skirt from Southhaven and a bag from Xcessories yesterday. I think I'm under the influence of you both shopping queens. Tsktsk...
Then, I met up with Adeline for some tea, with which came a free dessert-of-the-day i.e. choco truffle... damn sinful, esp since I just finished a cup of ice-cream before meeting her. And we had a good chat about many things...
Love & dating...11
We always say in a loving and healthy relationship, there must be give and take. And that's about it. 'Say'. More often than not, we do not do it, or we don't do it enough.
In this, actually, I only learnt from a rather poignant conversation with Mel some time ago. She was complaining about how her bf sorta pissed her off. She sounded so pissed that I wondered why she didn't just tell the bf off. Then, she turned all understanding and told me that it's cos she knows there are certain things about her that her bf has to put up with too.
I always thought I know what's give and take all about. But, it was only when I heard it from Mel that I realised the most important thing about give and take is not giving your attention and love in reciprocation of being showered with attention and love. It's when you are super pissed with the other person and starts wondering if it was stone or bronze age he came from, then you step back and remind yourself that he probably had similar thoughts about you too. It's to catch yourself when you start to think 'If only he's more....' or 'why is he not...' and remember that it's also 'If only I am more...' or 'why am I not...'
Sometimes we learn too late about the essense of this. But, still, to be late is less sorry than to never.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 13:52
April 07, 2004
From the papers...11
I'm sure you all have seen on posters, Zoe Tay telling you to catch the NKF Charity Show on the two coming Sundays, and Sharon Au telling you that TV's most touching and inspiring show is on Channel 8.
And I'm sure we will watch if our next best thing to do that day is to watch toads mate. Then again, I think I'd opt to do the latter. Procreation is always more exciting.
NKF has $198m in reserves, and it was reported that this amount of reserves can last the organization for 3 years.
I have barely $2K in reserves and I estimate that it can last me for 1 year (Shit... I need to have more sources of income soon), if I stay away from Orchard Road as much as possible, and feign ignorance about my friends' birthdays. Look, why don't I perform a nature-defying stunt like... erm, oral sex (hey... illegal in singapore lahhhhh) and you all donate to me instead?
Okay. I'm not being fair, am I? The donations go to helping the patients of NKF. Have a heart.
If you believe by calling the 1900-suckers, you will go straight to heaven after you beeeeeeeeeppp, my suggestion is to watch toads mate instead.
NKF is abusing the fact that most of us have a heart (figuratively, please) and most of us will have this internal struggle whether to pick up the phone and call 1900-suckers as and when they show us heart-wrenching snapshots of their patients' struggle and determination to live. And NKF is accumulating our annual acts of compassion such that they have so much in reserves and they have such beautiful premises.
A friend once remarked that she went for an interview with NKF and the staff there were as nice as Faye Wong is to the paparazzi. They barely were the kinda people who should work in such an instituition. Another friend said she once read that the CEO (or whoever that's one of the top management) flies first class, expense on the organisation, and felt that he is not under any obligation to explain his need for luxurious travelling.
I'm not saying that we should all boycott NKF. They still do their bit for their patients. Just that if you really wanna contribute to a worthy cause, go down to the level of volunteering and helping the patients, case by case. I think what the patients need is direct cash handouts, quality equipment and supportive presense, not 5-star premises, and a $198m accumulated reserves.
So, this 2 coming Sundays, watch the show if you must. But, think twice before you dial 1900-suckers.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 20:59
April 04, 2004
The burning question is... "what have you been doing the past 3 days after you left your job?"
Regreting leaving it.
NOT!!!
To the dentist, who strongly advised me to burn a hole in my income-short pocket now so that I can reap returns of a more regular set of teeth in future. I'd think about it.
To Esmirada with Desmond, Snow and his two x-hsemates (who finally admitted that they were actually victims of him, held captive in the same house). Snow, you cheeky fella, went back to chat up the waitress under the pretext of using the toilet... such a lousy pick up line! "Can I borrow your toilet?" Oh, C'MON!
To Aloha Changi Fairypoint Chalet for the 1st anniversary BYOB bash of SGN. Biggest party I ever been to! There were close to 100 babes and dudes when I left at 10pm, and still more coming in. And we played this celebrity guessing game where I was Teresa Teng. Lucky they didn't ask me to sing or Warner Music would have to find their way there... lala... hee
To Changi Beach Club. That was just below the chalet. This kelong walk around the club, was juz sooo serene and pretty and offered such a nice contrast to all our Ministry of Sound CDs blasting away above. I didn't know there's such a place at that part of Changi. And for a moment, I seriously felt the convenience of having private transport.
Today. Today, I'm just gonna spend it like I ususally spend Sundays - At home, give tuition and disturb my Mum (and Dad, if he's sleeping) and watch some TV, do some reading.
Actually, I'm a pretty easily contented person. *smile
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:51