I haven't been blogging in what feels like forever. I know, I know. I've become one of the most lazy bloggers in the blogosphere, with one of the weirdest blogging patterns. But anyways, things have been pretty hectic. Been getting used to college uni these past week(s); and one of the things I need to get used to is referring to it as uni, lol. Albeit it physically still being in the Sunway campus, I still feel like I need to adjust to uni life. It's different from college, most definitely. I can already feel myself being swamped down with assignments. First assignment is due on the 24th of March, which *count count count* is not long from NOW. Gulp.

I'm sitting in the Monash comp lab now, finally blogging, while chatting to Nick and Siokkwan who are in their statistic class right now. But that's not stopping them, and we're still chatting. Tsk tsk. =P

Got this interesting email from Michelle who's all the way back in Aussieland now, about love.

So, what does love mean? The age-old question. It ain't so easy to define, isn't it? For me, the closest definition would probably be the bible verse from 1 Corinthians.

Well, a group of professional people posed the very same question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, and well, because kids say the darnest things, the answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 5

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody . You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine - age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4 (LOL! Smart older sister)

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7 (so cute...)

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8

And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."


Nothing truer than a kid's heart, I say.

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I flicked some pics off Sheng's blog of Jun Mun's farewell partay, finally. So, you'll very likely be seeing more Sheng than usual. =P


My dear senoritaz.


Ms. Ha & Ms. Loong.


Mae and Ching.


Ping and Sheng showing us their dinner =P


The man of the evening, Jun Mun, with Andrew.


Mr. Edmund Chow, whom we all have not see in ages, and Sheng.


Hamming it up for the cam, as usual.


What's a pool party without tossing someone in?


Final pix of the nite.

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The song of the mo- Forty Foot Under's Beside Me.

Thought of the minute- Maybe I should go and have breakfast soon. Hmmm.

Wish of the day- To have a car.

Thing(s) I should do- Clean my room; start assignments. Sigh. Busy busy busy.

Thing(s) you should do- Save petrol. 30 cents, you know.

Quote of the past week-
Me: (semangat-ly) I will start studying next week!
Mel: Yeah, that's what you said last week too.
Me: Aiyak.

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