Dreams

'Dreaming is very pleasant as long as you are not forced to put your dreams into practice. That way, we avoid all risks, frustrations and difficulties, and when we are old, we can blame other people- preferably our parents, our spouses and our children- for our failure to realise our dreams.'

I dream many things, some of them are peculiar, most are extraordinary but all of them require me to step out of my comfort zone. Dreams wouldn't be called dreams if they were easily achieved, would they?

Yet, it is easier said than done to break free from what everyone else expects of you. Harder still, I'd have to conquer my biggest critic- myself. To do something I am not professionally trained in will come along with a barrage of doubts and fear. Dating someone who doesn't fit squarely into what society considers 'good marriage material' hauls criticism and disparagement.

Walt Disney should have thought twice before he instilled in us the belief of fairy tale lives and happily ever after. Thankfully for me, Tjer is my personal cheerleader when it comes to achieving dreams- he is my inspiration that anything is possible as long as you set your mind to it. However, not everyone has their own Wang Ie Tjer. Also, happily ever after just does not happen in the world outside the cinema screen- our world.

Really, the phrase 'and they lived happily ever after' should be changed to 'and they worked hard at their relationship to live happy' or something catchier. That is what the boyfriend and I do. We work hard at our happily ever after. This has given me faith that nothing is unconquerable. Stepping out of convention might just not be that hard after all. Perhaps I should give it a go career-wise...

We'll see how that goes. :)

Girlie girlie.

Went on a swimsuit excavation at the mall. I ended up buying a one piece suit that beats the skimpiest of my bikinis in terms of sexiness. However, it's so skimpy and revealing that I might not even have the guts to wear it to Ibiza! When I stretch in it, it feels as though my boobs are going to pop out! :O

Thus, the contemplation.

If I don't, I'll probably save it for my trip to Langkawi with the boyfriend. If my boobs ARE going to pop out, I'd rather it be in front of the bf than anyone else. NOT that I want my boobs to pop out lah... that's like worse-worst scenario. :D

After an entire day shopping, I went for dinner with JunChin and Emilie at Las Iguanas. Took photos after a very very long hiatus from picture taking.

The food at the Las Iguanas beneath my apartment is aweeeeesomeeeee. Calamari, pita mushrooms, nachos for starters; some salmon rice that resembled my Grandma's awesome nasi dagang for my main course; Banoffee pie and tea for dessert... I was in food heaven. :))

I honestly wonder how I am going to squeeze into my swimsuit in two weeks time. Sigh.

GRIP GRIP GRIP

The boyfriend says a good writer grips her audiences' attention.

So, do I have your attention yet?

*grins*

badshape makeup smear picture... an old one because I haven't had the urge to take any pictures lately.

¡Hola! Me llamo Shervin. ¡Soy muy bien!

He aprendido español para cuatro días.

Hablo español fatal.

That translates to

'Hello! My name is Shervin. I am very well!

I have been learning Spanish for four days.

I speak terrible Spanish.'

:D

I just completed an intensive course in Spanish.

I didn't emerge a maestro of the language but I wouldn't be totally lost or go hungry if I ever happen to be dumped in Spain.

Moreover, I've always wanted to learn a new language other than the three I already know- Malay, English and Mandarin (all half-past-six standard)- and now I do, so I'm pretty pumped. :))

It'd be great if I could study the language more in depth. Unfortunately, I don't see how Spanish is going to come in handy if I'm going to be working in Malaysia, especially in some local law firm. I probably should brush up on my Bahasa Melayu, my Chinese and most importantly, my English.

It's always so much more fun learning something new than delving into something old though.

I remember New Years Eve, running around like little kids and watching fireworks explode all around us;

I remember dancing in the kitchen with my feet on yours;

I remember forcing you to eat your dinner at Black Canyon when you had no appetite;

I remember both of us catching the same fever bug- and going back to the same clinic two times in three days, one day for you and the other for me;

I remember waking up crying because my feet hurt- you pulled off my socks and kissed me better.

I remember trying to make you take an umbrella when you had to walk in the rain... you didn't listen, and ended up falling sick!

I remember you piling things on top of me while I slept... and putting your shades on me because I said the sun was too bright. -_"

I remember Starbucks, Mont Kiara;

I remember Madam Kwan's... the day you passed me your handwritten letter;

I remember how you made me drive your car and took a video of me screaming all the way;

I remember the time you got into a horrible, horrible accident that made me crazy worried- which is why I always get so worried when you drink and drive : (

I remember our uh uh uh uh;

I remember our long long lunch breaks talking about everything under the sun;

I remember you manja-ing me after I got upset because you got upset. So lousy of me, always need you to manja me no matter who gets upset first. :S

I remember trying to cook cashew nut chicken. The key word is trying.

I remember muah-ing in Liverpool's stadium;

I remember muah-ing under the stars;

I remember muah-ing in the rain;

I remember muah-ing in the sun;

I remember muah-ing you.

I remember all our silly moments, the times we disagree, the times we fight, the times we laugh, the times we kiss, the times we're crying, the moments we share similar opinions.....

I cherish every single moment of us.

I may not be the best girlfriend but I do love you very very much. I thank God every single day that he gave me you.

Happy Anniversary. I love you.

Over!

Exams ended today and along with it, my status as a University student.

I was shopping at Topshop when I realised my student card expires in 11 days!!!111 No more student discount after the 14th of June?!?! How can! :(

It still doesn't feel like a complete end. I guess that's where graduation comes in- another story for another day.

Finally! I can watch all the movies and random dramas without feeling guilty! I can also start reading my dust-covered mini book collection. Whee! :D 

Daily highlights from today shall be waking the boyfriend up and waiting for him to come home from work so that I can see him on webcam. Decadent tai-tai lifestyle.

Well, practice makes perfect. After all, I AM going to play that role after graduation.

Yeap, you read me right. My plans after graduation is to get married to Tjer, sit home and shake legs. Why go to Bar school when your boyfriend is capable of supporting you??

Hee. I kid. If you actually fell for that, you probably don't know me well enough. 

Presently, I HOPE to get into a Bar School in London. Hope because I need a 2:1 degree to qualify. Fingers crossed on that. Yet, despite my Bar school wishes, I still really don't know what I want to be! Again, that shall be a story for another day... I have to go wake the boyfie up!

Before I do, some light humour:

My paper today concerned Insurance Law. One of the questions required me to do some simple calculations, in this case $20000 - $ 4500 or something to that effect. After spending a good three minutes trying to figure out the equation, I arrived at my final answer- $ 22500. -_"

Super fail. I have a feeling I won't be telling people my mother teaches Math for a living anymore.

Subsequently, I had to write an explanation for my calculations. As I had done my calculations on the left side of my answer sheet, I decided that it would be a good idea to put it in diagram form and insert something like 'refer to the diagram on the left'. 

You know how you tend to be more forgetful when you're particularly stressed up? Well, that probably happened to me after the intimidating Math question *look of horror*. Amidst my flustered-ness, I momentatily forgot how to spell the word 'diagram' and almost spelled it as 'diaphragm' instead. Fortunately, I got it right at the end. How mortifying if I had done the latter!

Okie... boyfie wake up call time. Toodles!

xx

Break.

I sit for the last paper of my Law degree in less than 48 hours, and I am at the verge of giving up. 

The sheer load of reading material I have in front of me in crazy. A case is about 30 pages long, and that's not inclusive of the case critiques and journal articles that are, according to my lecturer, "compulsory". 

So far, I have finished only two journal articles and have not the slightest clue what I have been reading! Partially fault on my part for slacking after Family Law and finally panicking last night- very last minute. Procrastination shall be the death of me.

I just need a 2-1. ALL I am asking for is a 2-1. That means I cannot give up no matter how much I feel like screwing this paper and going out into the hot sun in a sundress, sipping cold orange juice.