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Archive for May, 2006
The Five Love Languages
My primary love language is probably
Physical Touch
with a secondary love language being
Quality Time.
Complete set of results
| Physical Touch: | 9 | |
| Quality Time: | 8 | |
| Receiving Gifts: | 6 | |
| Acts of Service: | 4 | |
| Words of Affirmation: | 3 |
Information
Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don’t understand our partner’s requirements, or even our own. We all have a “love tank” that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.
How accurate is this?
Summer holiday is coming to an end. Prematurely. Just when everyone says year 1 can slack etc, i gave my best shot at all the internship opportunity and i got what i asked for. Not exactly near to home or in the best area, but the name of the company and the nature of the job are something which i believe will add value to myself.
That’s what really matters, isn’t it?
When companies are reluntant to hire year 1s as interns, i got mine at an MNC. Isn’t that something to cheer about?
Hey wait please don’t stand up and cheer for me now in the middle of the night and wake everyone up. Just like what Sabby the half bestie used to do at night when we talk online. Except that she didn’t cheer, she always laughed at the computer.
Since i found a reason to be happy about, Mrs Chongky and i gladly skipped gym, and went to find outselves food to stuff us rounder.
And we ended up at Sakae Sushi and had buffet.
Ok this picture was taken a while ago. There is even more unglam ones, but i’m not in the picture so i am not in a good position to show you guys.
Something which we agree that it is what both of us enjoy. In order of preference, the activities that we both love to do together:
1) Having buffet
2) Rock climbing
It’s a strange night. Yes it is.
By the way, Aust wine sucks. Especially this Jindalee Cabernet Sauvignon 2003. I don’t taste blackberry AT ALL.
I feel kinda weird at the moment. Just a passing feeling. I will be fine again in the day. I’m still feeling the happiness, from finding one common activity that we both enjoy. Never thought that after all these wild i would go back to give my best shot at climbing again. And i never thought that Mrs Chongky would love it too.
And i swear she has the flair for it. She is good.
Unlike the round, fat Mr Chongky.
And now i shall present you, Razor Ramon Hard Gay! Hoooooooooooooooooo
And he sings too. Young Man…. nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
And i want that keychain!!!
Out of a sudden, i have a strong desire to compete against myself again. Looking at the list of upcoming sports events…
1) OSIM Triathlon
2) Farrer Park Sports Challenge
Probably can’t go for the latter because of a performance on the same day. But the first… it’s tempting. There is an avenue to rent a bicycle now. And i have been wanting to do a full triathlon for the longest time.
Don’t tell me that i can’t do it because i didn’t train!
I can’t do well because i didn’t train. But i think i can do it.
Just like how i survive canoe polo training last night with a flu and sore muscles.
I think the fever fried my brain.
The question now is, to do, or not to do.
I is sick all over again.
This morning i was feeling very cold even with the door of GSR opened. Goosebumps kept coming out. Was hungry, but survived on kaya bread (thanks love) and one litre of brown rice soya milk. Till the dinner i ate just half an hour ago.
It is strange that how i feel only exhaustion and no other pain during canoe polo training. But once i bathed i felt like shit immediately. Dragged my tired body from Big Splash to Amber Road, kept telling myself that i’m ok what doesn’t break me will only make me stronger.
The same old trick works everytime when i need some motivation. Note: Only applies in physical excertion.
Gotta nap now. Managed only 2 hours last night. Survived a whole day in my sick body. Got some work done and played lotsa games. Then gone through canoe polo training.
I is zai.
Muahaha…
A big bang, and my beloved most treasured lappy slipped from my palm and went crashing into the floor. It rebooted immediately, while i was recovering from the shook. Fuck i sweared, wishing that i had initially keep it in the bag first.
Lappy seems ok now. Just that the fan seem unusually silent. Otherwise it’s still the same.
I think.
Starting MIS report now.
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Hee… this explains too.
Question to self: Seriously i don’t know what am i doing in school. I cannot run regression, and it’s not the case that electricity is only available in school. Then why am i in school early in the morning?
Answer from self: My project group needs me. So might as well come school first. Hopefully they can meet me earlier in the day.
Question to self later: why on earth am i doing at canoe polo training when i am so sick.
Answer from self later: Because everyone is expecting me there so i should be there.
Question to self just now: Why are you carrying bread to school in a ugly red plastic bag that you would associate with markets?
Answer from self just now: Because Mrs Chongky bought it for me, the sick person who can’t eat a lot of things.
