Cocoa's thoughts (1)

I am seven.

But one thing stays the same

As much as I loves my human,

I love food more.

I am willing to betray human for a piece of cake,

What can I say? I am glutton, and proud.

Facade

Initially I dressed my best, then I wanted to tear it off my skin. Received an advice today, "follow the flow". What could it really mean?

Still here

(WARNING: This might just be the most uninteresting entry you will never going to read on this page) In the midst of settling bills and the state of my house - apparently my 'art' of mess is not very welcomed by my mother, who demands it to be clean as of today. I know it is wrong to think about the holidays right now, but it is all I have been thinking about. My ignorance must be put to a stop before the avalanche of disappointments fall upon me, slipping me into the dark abyss of no return.

I have learnt and experienced a couple of things during my time away from the internet (not really, but yeah). I attended my first dance class last Friday. First class only because I went to the wrong class the week before and ended up with a few moves from Street Jazz. I laughed at myself the entire week. Body control is such an amazing thing. And learning how to dance despite having your friends laughing at you is such a liberating act. I have never felt more free and happy. Seriously.

I also caught ABTM3. Boyfriend would break my attention from point to point to further elaborate or explain the movie. It was fun trying to spot H in the movie, but sadly that was all the fun I got. Compared to the previous ABTM movie, I could not tell who the lead really was. It was more informational than entertainment. Although there WERE a few scenes worth choking your popcorns for, but that was that. That day I understood that I am never going to like ALL of Honwee's acquaintance. There are just some group of people I would like to see less, regardless of how close H is to them.

Kingsman was great. Think humour, gore and well-fitted suits.

I think my health is in a state worst than what I think it is. Is it all in my head? I have never seen/met/heard of anybody that experience blackouts as much as I do. I am going to stop right here before I start dwelling on the possibility of a certain death. I like living.

*Ends abruptly*

Boiler

The Kohs and I went to The Boiler to celebrate Minhui's birthday last Saturday, and we had so much fun. I love them so, so, so, so much. I am very thankful and grateful to always be able to hang out with them. I am greatly honoured to be asked to attend events with them - birthdays, dinners and etc. I'll always carry this warm feeling in my heart, and know that this is what a family is built upon; love and nothing else.

H's parents are very understanding, humorous beings. I have never heard my own parents laugh at my jokes, but I always hear H's parents laughing, when the three of us (H, his sister and I) are fighting each other. They care, care and care. Papa koh always say "don't need to care about the money, just try what you want to do" or anything along these lines. I am already very lucky to meet a wonderful man like H, even luckier to experience the true meaning of belonging with his family. Thank-you so much, even though you might never, ever get the read this page.

D.P.

H got me dominos the other day, and I love the box so much I would not let H eat until we took a picture that was satisfactory. But I guess the hunger plagued my brains because none of those were a good shot.

Waiting for my turn at the project, hope my group mates are able to finish up soon. 

Silence

I used to have this default grouchy face that I thought was oh-so-adorable. After awhile I think that I look nothing close to cute. It was like I possess only the demonic side of children. #pictureunrelatetoentry

That aside, I have this new found appreciate for silence. I like to think that I was an independent child since my younger years, but I hated quiet. I needed my earpiece wherever I go. I'd rather be late than travel long journeys with nothing but my own thoughts. I took this test when I was younger as part of a development programme in primary school and it stated that I work best without music - not even the soft ones. Of course I didn't took the advice of a piece of paper. It was uncomfortable. I want Katy Perry to rock my ears when I do my simultaneous equations, and she will.

Until this semester, I've found myself doing my work without the urge to keep my radio on, in fact, I had to switch it off because I am too distracted to do anything. Maybe my multitasking skills have deteriorated, or maybe I feel the need to respect the singer enough to really LISTEN to their songs. *Shrugs* I don't know. I used to study a lot outside. Not the library though, the air of competition (for study tables, haha) and silence suffocates me. I studied at McD's a lot and I loved it there. I made many friends, and even managed to meet the love of my life there (everybody joking about how H and I will hold our wedding at McD's... *pout* you all watch out, I give you all 10-course McD's meals). And now I can't seem to even sit still anymore. I rarely go back to McD's and I spend most of the time studying at home.

Library became such an appealing place, the thought of being surrounded by books and people who are hardworking (and people who aren't, but are just hogging seats *death glare*) kinda made me really happy....for no apparent reason.

I don't know why I went through the trouble to compose a badly written entry to tell you about my new fascination, but hey, thanks for reading through.

Peek-a-boo

I love kids that are not camera-shy. I love kids when they go about with their whacky poses and laugh when they see themselves in the picture. I hope you grow up loving yourself as much as you do now.