hey folks, i may be moving to wordpress.com.

the evil people from Plurksville have convinced me over the past week that it is superior to Blogger. so i am trying it out for now (you know, i love you guys!)

the new address is - http://leeminencegrise.wordpress.com/

all my posts from here has been imported and transported over so yups!

le eminence grise. that's what i am.

About....*shrugs*

I am just blogging for myself this time.

On Sunday, I got so pissed with my brother's comment over my appetite that I yelled at him. He said some really stuff but in short, he said that I am just making it up to gain my parents' attention.

I was so pissed and hurt that I just told him that I wish he will have the same problem as me so that he will know how awful it actually feels. That it's not just an act. And, well. The brother went mad.

He started hitting me again. Nothing new eh. My mum had to hug me and shield me from him. But even then, he keep hitting. Sometimes, missing me and hitting my mum instead. Even though my mum shielded me, she still blame me. She said I shouldn't have provoked my brother*sigh* What's new?

It's at times like this that I just want to drop dead. When horrible thoughts crawl into my head. I just want to crawl into bed and sleep. To not give a damn. And to not pretend that I am okay. But, I can't, can I?

Here's the scars from where my brother grabbed me -


Holes/punctures created by his nails. I had to leave the house with plasters all over the arm. Yups.

Been to the doctor, but the appetite is not getting better. And now, I think I have an ear infection. BEH! I am tired. So tired this week.

The Prata Date.

One of the Fridays (4th July), some of us met up for Prata at The Prata House.

Okay, the prata there is not fantabulous. But...but...I don't know. I guess we just like it there? Especially since it's middle distance to all our house (except for bestie).

The place is PACKED! And it was so noisy! We tried to have one united conversation but! Saran can't hear me from his end and I can't hear him at my end that we just gave up and had 2 separate conversation with Juan (sitting in the middle) switching channels once in a while.

It was a nice enough gathering(: It was the first time in 1.5weeks that I actually feel hungry!

Anyways, here are the pictures (Saran finally sent it to me!) -

(L-R): me, bestie, sivan, saran, kelvin, joel

(L-R): bestie, sivan, saran, juan, kelvin, joel

the girls(:
(taken by Saran. Please don't tell anyone he's the President of Photography!!)

Yups(: It was a nice ending to an otherwise dull week! Meeting up with them are always nice and wonky!

About flings.

This entry has been delayed for one too many times. Heh. Procrastination anyone? (:

Anyways, I know some of you are going to judge after reading what I am going to say or write but do I care? No. You choose to read it so you handle the consequence *ahem*

Flings. One night stand. Booty calls. Whatever.

I don't think it's wrong to have flings. Because just like any other things, as long as you know what you are doing and you don't regret later, then it's okay. I mean, what is the difference between doing it with the boyfriend and doing with anyone else? It's just the stupid name/labels! It's the same. At the end of the day, you are still not married.

In my funny world, there's 2 types of flings.

Type 1: The Once-Over
This type is the typical one night stand. They see someone in the club/pub/wherever that tickles their fancy, have their fun and then it's so-long!

They will never see each other again. Easy-peasy-breezey.

In short, "We have our fun. Let's leave each other alone!"

Type 2: The "Friends-with-Benefit"
This is a little tricky. It kinda break the rule of, "Don't shit where you eat". Unlike Type 1, there can be repeats for this.

They don't necessary have to be friend-friends. But they are on each other MSN list and have a few common friends/acquaintance. The occasional chat online (both clean and dirty) and the once in a blue moon fling.

They function normally and civilly with/towards each other.

Now, this takes a certain degree of maturity to "do". If not....

It's like...Come on lah! We had our fun, so move on! Let's go back to being friends! It's really immature for you to purposely ignore me. What?! Are you scared that I will spill the beans? And tell people? What/Who do you think I am? Dumb? Idiot?

And do you think all the ignoring will go un-notice? That you are doing it tactfully? People are starting to notice, buddy! How does that reflect on/about you?

For goodness sake, GROW UP!

But I guess this abuse will have an advantage in the future/the next time they meet up.*poof* Fireworks!

But that's provided there will be a next time.

Incoherent. Blame it on the TV.

stop.

my appetite has not been good. i feel hungry once a day and that's about it? one meal per day would probably be enough. and i don't necessary eat at meal times.

but i have been forcing myself to eat at every meal time. even though it might mean that i will feel like puking afterwards. you know how you feel when you are stuffed to the point where you want to puke? that's how i feel. all the time.

but the family don't get it. yesterday, throughout the 8 course meal, they keep nagging me and nagging me. can you imagine having 5 people nagging at you throughout a 1.5 hour meal? non-stop.

my Sunday is spoilt.

Saturday(:

It's been a nice Saturday. When Friday rolled about, I thought this was just going to be another Saturday with me lazing around at home. But nopes!

Good news on Friday! Braces gone! Pictures up soon! Had a dental appointment today as well. Kind of sad to say bye to my dentist who is ever so nice and brotherly (:

Then I met up with cyn and mabel. Walked around Ang Mo Kio looking for cyn's perfect bed! Tired!

Then the sister called and we went to Tao's for dinner. 8 course dinner! *faints* But, they have the most excellent service! Post up soon (i think).

Then! Ling messaged me and asked if I wanted to chill tonight. Since I was in shorts and slippers, we couldn't go to a pub or club. So we went to Pitstop with the guys. After that, we drifted from Pitstop to Starbucks to McDonalds.

Had fun talking to them(: We should have more nights like this!!

I almost did something I shouldn't. Bestie is going to be so disappointed (?). But, I've gone from being tempted to being irritated. Oh wells.

Anyways, thanks @Janelle for listening to me rant on Plurk (:

lovelove(:

Right after my braces were removed, I sms-ed bestie!

And she replied, "Woah! Can't wait to see our pretty gurl!"

I feel so loved right then and there! (: I think it's because of the word "our" (:

Anyways, I love my bestie!

About common sense manners on social network.

You know how in real life, you can just choose to avoid someone you don't really like without appearing rude/mean and the likes? You can choose to tell some people some stuff and the other "group" will have no clue? You can be exclusive AND not be rude? You can ignore a person's comment in a group discussion and go un-noticed?

Okay, it's not just because you can. But you actually restrict yourself or you have some common sense/manners/considerations in real life. So why can't we carry that over to social networks?

If you have an exclusive list or cliques, do not go around announcing that you have revised your little list and that you will be using that list more often. It's just rude insensitive.

I mean, it's almost like you are saying, "Hahaha. You are not in the list. Not in my list. Nanny nanny poo poo!". I'm sorry, but seriously, that's the image that pops up in my head every time I see such a thing happening. And that image comes with butt shaking and tongue dangling out of mouth. Cute t-shirt and shorts sold separately.

I understand (but don't really agree) the need to have cliques and segregate your friends in social networks. So, just do it quietly and *pause and thinks* you know, "talk" to these people. You don't have to announce it to the whole wide world.

Because, you don't go around telling people that you have told Group A certain stuff and that you are not going to tell them, right? Right? *suspicious eyes*

Then there's the thing about ignoring comments. Let's say you have posted something really interesting and then it generates quite a bit of discussion. Some comments are really interesting and then there's those that are really DUH! But need some replying.

If this is in real life, you can just *pause* I don't know, smile and laugh at the person's comment and just let it pass. But if it's on things like blogs/plurk/Facebook, there's no way you can just let it pass. Especially since you are/will be replying all the other comments. What do you do?

I think it will be rude to just ignore the comment and the poor guy will be highlighted! People will be reading the discussion and then they will go, "Eh! XX didn't reply this person's comment. This person must be pathetic/clingy to XX/whatnot." Basically, it will look like you are blocking off that person. Like how Cynthia blocked Renu, Sivan's friend and me in the photo (I had to leech onto her to make the photo look continuous).

ANYWAYS!

Yeah. If you ignore the person, the person may not be discouraged from commenting on your stuff in the future. That's not good, right? Because you never know! Someday, somehow, this person might just leave a comment that will enlighten you or enhance your stand or..you get my point.

Therefore, unless you have the intention to make the person look/feel bad, I suggest that you make some sort of reply. Be it a simple, "haha" or a Q&A classic, "I'll keep that in mind". Whatever! Just you know reply something!

One last thing! Remember how I say sometimes social media can be like high school ? Well, there's another way of putting it.

You know how some kids in school will only answer/be active in some teachers class? Always the first to raise their hands? And how people like to call them teacher's pets/bootlickers and all sort of nasty names?Well, THERE!

When a person only answers or comment on certain people's post (even though it's not something with discussion value), isn't he/she a "teacher's pet"? Eager to show that they are in the "in" crowd (whoo..sensitive word here) and that they are special, yada yada yada yada?

Yups, that's my 2-cents worth.

Just remember that even though you may not see people around you in social networks, it does not mean that they are not around. And hence, you have to be CIVIL to them!

Wrote this a few days ago. But now I'm just feeling a little jaded and tired of Plurk social networks. It's like everyone already knows everyone from somewhere else. So it's just hard? And with all the "high school" stuff, it's just tiring? Oh wells. Don't mind me. Just tired and grumpy and in need of a hug.

Wanted.

Okay, I was wow-ed over by the trailer. The scene where Angelina Jolie drove the red sports car, swerved and *boom* the guy is in the car! Wow-wee! Hahas.

So, after a little bugging and stuff, Sivan, Saran and I caught the movie today yesterday!

I was turned off right from the start. Too much blood (like seriously?! how can a person bleed so much?!) and too unrealistic. For the first half of the show, it feels like some modern-slasher movie. Instead of knives, there's guns and those sort of stuff.

The storyline is pretty crap. Fate?! Hello? The only time a movie can use the word, "fate" and not sound lame is if the person who says it is psychotic or if the movie is about some weird cult. Then again, the people in the weird cult are probably psychotic. So, yeah. Fate is only for psychos.

But but but! I love the twist in the movie! After that, the show kind of got better. Except for the exploding rats part.

And! I love it when they showed the curved bullets in slow motion. Pwweeetty! Is it possible to make bullets curl in real life? *ponders*

I want to take back all the things I've said about Angelina Jolie! She's HOT! The way she smirks and holds a gun is like *fans self* HOT! I think the movie would have been really been without her. She's like the STAR of the show. Angelina Jolie! YOU'RE MY GOD!

*coughs and regain composure* So yes, overall, I'll give the movie 2.5 popcorn out of 5. Watch only if you have nothing to watch.

P/S: This show is a bad influence! After the show, my sentences are littered with the F-word, shit and stuff like mother of all gastric pain-.- And it makes me want to pick a fight!

So this is goodbye.

I have been on myspace for about 4 years now.

Loads of things happened there. It was a place that I can blog freely because readers of my blogs either don't know me or live far away from Singapore. I can bitch freely there. And more importantly, I can be wild there.

The "first" time I met someone from online was a "friend" from myspace. This person was then given the label of "banana ass" and condemned by my friends and later on, by me. Fuck man. You think you are very charming ah? Toying with someone's feelings like that?! You are just a short, insecure guy. BAH. *breathes*

After that incident, I swore not to meet anyone online anymore. But then I got to know another guy. No, history did not repeat itself. CHOY! It was pure fun this time. Not in a realtionship kind of way. CHOY! However fun it was *grins*, that was short.

It's been 4 months since I last logged in to myspace. I went in today, looked through my pictures and blog. It felt so surreal. What I wrote is still true. The pictures I took and posted there serves to remind me that I am not just a goody goody. I am not some plain jane.

I just feel that, I should stop with this separating of my personality and just blog. Blog freely here. Post pictures freely here. Then maybe, it won't be so hard on myself.

I am going to transfer the posts out from myspace, save the pictures and then, I am going to close that account.

This is goodbye.

today.

I'm feeling a little jaded today.

Should have known. When the father unit was talking to me today, I just ignored him, gulfed down breakfast and ran back to my room to change.

Feeling anti-social perhaps? Who knows?

I'm just in a lousy mood. Jaded.

Flah-Phat-Urgh-Grr-Bah!

(saved as draft)

Get ready for a tsunami of post!

Working is seriously bad for the health of my blog. Not that anyone is actually following it. But you know, just for the record.

As no life as this sounds (but then, I never said that I have a life), I go home everyday after work. Except for tuition and dental appointments. And the occasional movie with the newly formed movie clique, k-box with the JC guys and that's about it.

But hey, considering that 70% 80% 85% of my friends are attached, I am already making the best of the situation.

Once I reach home, I will plonk in front of the huge ass (or some say) TV and fall asleep before the first commercial comes round. Then it will be dinner, bath-time and then back into my very messy and neglected room. Where I will switch on my laptop, check Plurk/emails/blogs, decide that I will have a little lie-down and then conk out for the rest of night. Waking up for 5 mins to have my glass of milk, brush my teeth and read about a page of whatever book I am reading.

Yups, I have so many thoughts in my head that they are all clogged now.

Some are gone. Some are stuck but ideas/witty quotes removed from them. So, today, I will do some rescuing and then space the post out over the day(s) or something.

Possible posts: On definition of short, on booty calls, on tax evasion, on ERPs, on things people do in relationships and on stalky guys from PA IT.

But I have to say, I am not in the top-of-the-world mood today. BEWARE for sarcastic/mopey post and reaction.

No offense okays?(:

I'm not trying to dig shit here but I have witnesses *coughs*high*coughs* school behavior again. Ahh wells *shrugs*

I just spent my very precious sleeping time reading a book with a good twist but a crappy build-up and ending.

Off to bed for 4 hours of sleep.

Oyasumi~

触摸 - 陈迪雅

I woke up with this song stuck in my head.

Googled it once I reached the office and yups, I rather like the lyrics.

If I have the time (and am in the mood), maybe I'll translate. But for now, I like this phrase -

好想看你的笑容，对离开的他说，你心中那份美丽， 怎么找都不会再有。

Will not translate it now because some songs when translated, loses its meaning.

Muffin Monday(:

On a lighter note, I baked muffins last Sunday.

This time I baked -

Yups, instant mix again. Strictly speaking, it's not baking baking. But hey, it's close enough! While mixing the mix, I saw this (note: only selected people can see it ;p)-

Heart-shape!

Tacky! Anyways, the baking went fairly well. I had time to watch Narnia on TV and bake! The only boo-boo is that I got my first baking scar! Heh. Was pushing the batch into the oven and *tada* touched the inside of the oven. !#@!@$!@$!

And, I wrote these while watching Narnia and waiting for the muffins to bake -


Heh. I've decided to bring muffins to work and leave it on their table before they arrive. It will be a nice start to the morning and might help to chase away the Monday Blues! When I was working in IRAS, the supervisors used to that all the time. It was pretty nice.

I also packed the muffins individually -

It took much longer than expected!

The next morning, I went into the office pretty late so I didn't have the chance to leave it on my colleagues' desk. I handed them out instead. Whees~ Gundu me forgot to bring the camera so no pictures.

The colleagues seem pretty surprised? I don't know. Hahas.

I guess they are just not used to people doing these kind of things for them. We are from a different generation anyways.

But my supervisor, Veronica and my colleague, LeeLing was thrilled though! Hehes.

Oh wells! Muffins Monday!

Hurt?

This is just going to sound so dumb. Especially after my post about parents and how they like to scold when they are worried.

But, I guess. Easier said than done?

See, I've been feeling nauseous for the past week or so. Especially when I smell food or stuff, I'll just feel like puking. All appetite killed and everything. Wait, the appetite scale will go into the negative region since my appetite is zero these days.

The only time that the puking feeling didn't surface was last night during the supper date with the Deyi gang. I was feeling hungry for once! And after that, I was feeling FULL!

I thought I was getting better. The whole pukey phase over. But nopes. When the "fragrance" (inverted because it stinks to me) of my mum's cooking floated into my room, it almost made me retched.

So, I went out to tell my mum. And she just yelled in my face. In typical parents' manner, she put the blame on me. Like how I've been sleeping late, waking up late and basically, just existing and living.

The father and sister unit just sit there and pretended that nothing happened.

I hate this. Their indifference. My mum's accusation.

And at this point in time, I'm just tired. Tired of being understanding. Tired of rushing home everyday to make sure that she's not home alone. Tired of being tired. Just tired, okay?

I'm worried about your impending doctor's appointment but I'm not yelling at you, am I? And to my sister, thanks for not standing up for me. Especially when I did.

Fuck. Just fuck.

I think I am going to stay in my room and skip dinner.

Random.

No, I have not gone all sappy on you guys. Still quirky and random.

But I do think my brain has gone a bit blah and blah. It's kind of like this now -

And some of something else.

Everyone, please say hello to my new "Flower by Kenzo" perfume(:

I think I smelt 10 over scent behind deciding on the SJP's vanilla ice-cream one. But at the last minute, I got this instead. Pretty nice. But I still like my Anna Sui - Secret Wish. Maybe I'll go back to that after I finish my Kenzo's(:

Alright, time for bed and I promise to tidy my table tomorrow.

Hen Chong i-Econ.

(insert picture of shop sign)

Yups, that used to be the name of my dad's shop. Well, before that, it was "Hen Chong Econ Mini-mart" and WAY before that, it was just a simple provision shop in a kampung.

The shop is no longer around anymore. Well, technically it's still ours till 7th July. But the shop is not open anymore and the evil occupiers (that's how I like to think of them) have already started their renovation.

Anyways, my childhood is very much tied to the shop.

Dad and me(:
(See the bottles of sweet in front? I used to pretend
to talk to my dad and then "steal" the sweets. Heh.)

Mum and me next to the star of my favorite instant noodle(:

Do you know that every shop has a second floor? There's a stairs at the back that leads to a flat upstairs. SO! I lived above the shop for 4 years. Since I was a baby actually.

in the kitchen(:

As the flat above the shop is pretty big and the grandparents are always there, the cousins like to come over to visit.

Grandpa and a really ugly me.

Two of the cousins and my sister.
(Cousin holding me taught me how to walk!)

And as the parental unit are always busy, they tend to put the sister unit and I in baskets and put us next to them while they stack goods/work.

And the neighbourhood knows us as the basket girls-.-
(Look at that really ancient ice-cream fridge!)

I have a very huge group of friends when I was a kid. All kids from the shops surrounding my dad's! We will run around in the neighbourhood, playing block catching, police and thief, badminton, catching ants, hopscotch and etc.

This is about 1/3 of my group of friends.
(My 1st best friend was 11 days younger than me! Not in picture.)

Then when my brother came along, we got a flat 8 floors above. So, for the next 8 years, I lived in the shop above the flat part-time (stay there in the afternoon and go home at night). As I move into the terrible teenage years, I only visit the shop daily after school/work/going out for the next 8 years.

When I am tired or had a bad day, I will just sit in the shop and my dad will try to cheer me up by talking politics. Or I'll just do some solid people-watching there. It's really nice(:

And sometime, when I come home late, it's always nice to walk past my dad's shop. Somehow, it's comforting?

Of course, the flat above the shop is also the place where my friends and I spent a considerable amount of time doing our IP Project in Secondary One. I would like to post some pictures of my group mates sitting (very un-glamly) painting cardboard boxes. But I doubt I will make it out alive if I did.

I took this a few weeks before they started packing -


Yups. 21 years. So many (much?) of my memories are (is?) linked to the shop. It's kind of sad to let it go. I almost cried on Monday when I sat in the shop and realised it was the last time I'll be doing that.

And what I will miss the most is that I won't be able to see my grams everyday anymore.

Grams and me(:

I'm rather worried about her. Without the shop, she has nowhere to go. Which means she will be spending her days at home alone. Sigh. I really should get the key to her house from my dad so I can visit her after work and school.

Taking a last look at the shop -

The stairs leading to the shop upstairs.
No more boxes of goods by the side and shoes underneath.

The door separating the shop and the back.
Ripped of all the numbers and drawings (from our childhood), it looks old.

The shelves emptied of their goods.

So yeah. I'll miss the shop:(

Where do I go now when I am sad? *sigh*

(insert picture of shop closed).

P/S: The shop was supposed to be called "Heng Chong" but my dad mis-spelt the name during registration-.- So it became Hen Chong. Yes, hen as in the one that lays eggs.

one colleague pretended that he was going to the washroom. but when i looked up, he braked and started talking to me. after that, he went back to his desk. nice(:

and another colleague just gave me Taiwan goodies! (:

now i have sesame stuck in my braces. darn.

Hmm.

Something is up with me my body.

For the past 2 weeks, I have no idea when I am full or when I am hungry.

Therefore, I'll just eat whatever amount that you put in front of me during meal time. 2 plates of chicken rice? No problem. 3 plates of fries? No problem.

It's total crap. I have to control the amount I eat consciously! If that makes sense. BEH!

I feel like puking all the time. Especially around meal times?

And the thing is, my weight has gone slightly up but I am not getting any fatter *touch wood* It really doesn't make sense!

One last thing. I look so pale these days that everyone has been asking if I am okay. But I feel pretty much the same?

Just that I am getting dizzy spells again whenever I stand up (just like 2 years ago).

Just really tired more than usual. And you know, more irritable than normal.

Yeah. Maybe I just need sleep? And no, I'm not pregnant. Keep those stupid thoughts away.

The Golden Compass

I thought the Golden Compass was just a rip (ripped) off of Narnia so I didn't catch it in the cinemas when it came out last year. Boy, was I wrong.

I rented the DVD from VideoEzy last week and just watched it today. I am BLOWN.AWAY.

I really am. I love the way there's witches, gyptians, the polar bears and the daemon. omg. THE DAEMON! Oh man.

As usual, not very good with words when I see something I love. But yes! I want to read the book! I want to watch the sequel! I want to buy that DVD!! I heart heart it.

The movie is so so so so much better than HP or Narnia! Oh man. Oh man. Ohman.

Okay, time for bed! It's been a nice Wednesday (: Thankful(:

Oh, here's my daemon!

Dumb dumb NTU!

Subject registration. Ahhhhh...The time when all NTU students will be jittery and scared.

Being the old-fashioned school Pulau NTU is, students add subjects for their next semester via "Fastest Fingers First"! Nooo..We do not use the bidding system like all the other civilised and modern school.

Therefore, whether you get the subjects you want will depend on a) your internet connection and b) how fast you finger is. Oh and!

AND! They actually restrict the core subjects that you can do! This means that, they only allow certain people to add some subjects per semester. And if you do not belong to the group of certain people, you can't add!

For example, I wanted to add AB311 this semester! But I can't! Why? Because AB311 is only for people in HRC, THM and Marketing! Erm...Dumb?! There's more!

Here's what I got -

The game of fastest fingers and "chosen one" is only applicable for core subjects!

For electives, you have to be on the waitlist!

Add the electives you want to take next semester, rank them according to preference and then START PRAYING! Because electives will be allocated to you based on balloting!

If you are really really really (x mazillion) lucky, you might get your first choice! If you are (only) really really lucky, you might not get your first choice but one of the other 4 choices. Well, if you are unlucky (like I am last semester), you don't get any!

Here's my waitlist -

Japanese, Korean, Spanish, Personality Psychology and Abnormal Psychology.

This semester (my 2nd last one before graduation), I have to take 3 electives! 2 to clear my Psychology minor and 1 to satisfy the AUs system. So, everyone! Please. Pray. For. Me. If I don't get any electives this coming semester, I'm screwed.

So, send lucky charms this way!

This is really crappy. What happened to, "You can plan your own timetable" ? And especially since we are final year students, you thought they will cut us some slack and just take away the rules and stuff. I mean, we ARE final year students, so we need to clear all our electives and cores before we graduate! So hello?! A little help here?!

While SMU students are complaining about turning into a mugger school, here in Pulau NTU, we are just unhappy about our crappy school system.

Now, don't even get me started about NTU's internship allocation system. That will be another story for another time.

WAKE UP, NTU! What the hell are you doing?!

*takes in deep breath*

Anyways, all you undergraduates-to-be, don't come to NTU unless you think you have exceptional luck.

it's one of those nights.

i'm feeling anti-social now. can't help thinking it will be nice to have someone to snuggle up.

how weak.

anyways, snuggling does not equate to relationship. it will be nice to have snuggle buddy?

right. shut up, woman. go to bed. you are making things worse.

Fight for TODAY!

I was on my way to work this morning and hey hey hey! TODAY newspaper was being distributed (which means I'm late for work)!

So I joined the queue and grabbed one. BUT! This uncle in shorts and singlet (who was not in the queue) grabbed the same newspaper I had my hands on!

That's not all!

He tugged at the newspaper and I moved abit. I was shocked and didn't let go. He tugged again (harder) and I moved abit more.

Eventually, I regained my composure, glared at him and let go of the newspaper.

Sheesh.

Anyways, the uncle distributing the newspaper and those behind me saw the incident and they criticised the newspaper-tugger pretty loudly.

Like building sandcastle.

Sometimes, friendship is like building sandcastle.

Together with your friends, you build a sandcastle. Firm, strong and pretty. As waves lap at it, you take turns to repair and patch up the sandcastle. It remains strong and pretty.

But as time goes by, you just let the waves erode the sandcastle. Only repairing it once in a while. Allowing the castle to be eroded pretty badly.

And just like in life, there are always free-riders. They realized that their friends will always take the initiative to repair the sandcastle. So why bother? The friends will always be there. Always hanging around. So they just sit back and watch. When the friends are repairing the sandcastle, they will stand at the sidelines giving "suggestions" and offering their "eye-power".

Eventually, these friends get tired. The castle began to deteoriate. The free-riders begin to panic. They don't want the castle to be gone. But they are too lazy to repair it. They think that even if they tried, the castle won't be repaired. So what do they do? They go to the friends and tell them, "I think the castle is falling apart." After which, they will wait and wait.

All these years, I have been the stupid ones. Repairing the castles. Letting them ride on me for free.

I know I've said these many times. But these time, I am really ready to just sit back and let the castle. I want to see the look of horror/panic/indifference on the free-rider's face as the castle dissolve to nothing but sand.

Till we are strangers again.