Ok. I thought I should write.

It's been almost 2 months since I wrote something here. Little updates to Zelda's life. Been having my Fridays spent at KPO. Kinda turning from that new kid in town to the molded in regular. And quite frankly I miss Butter! And filter. And China One. And Thai discos. Sigh.
It has also been a while since I last blasted Facebook with hot pictures of yours truly. I haven't lost or gained any weight. I guess the only difference about me is the hair. Was at Royal Room with the girls 2 Fridays ago. Yes. Gotten bangs again. And I guess that was prolly the only club shot of me so far. (I'm giving that quizzical brow as I'm writing this)

I'm in my final semester of school. Finally. Then again, I'm enrolled in courses like Advertising and Promotional Writing. Sigh. Means too much work and not enough partying. So not fair! My falsies and sequined dresses are collecting dust! RAWR! Ok. I need to gather the girls for one last time before I end my academic career. NEED!

Another pretty picture before I end.

Last year.

Missed the fireworks again. For reasons that were much more legit than last year's. It's been almost a year since the break up. Quite seriously, I don't feel anything anymore. I'm more excited about what's placed in front of me now. The last 3 months have been really fun. At least things seem to be looking up. :)
Now, back to Public Relations.

Harry Potter.

The end is soon.

Dear JK Rowling,

I thank you for the contribution to my years growing up from a confused 14 year-old well to a 24 year-old young adult experiencing life. I remember my first Harry Potter book being the Chamber of Secrets. The first book at that time was sold out. So I bought the 2nd and 3rd book, and placed an order for the first book. Your story has helped bonded my family through both the books and films.

It is no doubt a sad ending to the series. I do hope, one day, you'll write on another series. And yes, I do think it is about time for the Harry Potter chapter to close, while a new boy takes that amazing growing up process like you had done for Harry.

Once again, I thank you for the experience. I am so grateful for that delayed train that happened a decade ago. If not for that, the world wouldn't have Harry Potter.

Thank you.

Sincerely,
Zelda

Shoes.

I'm just done with watching "Ever After - A Cinderella Story".

Some way or another, shoes have played a part in deciding the fate of a woman. In that movie/story, the heroine is reunited with her love with a glass slipper. In yet another movie, Mr. Big proposed to Carrie Bradshaw with her pair of blue Manolo Blahniks.

Yes, he had remarked on how women justify their value through shoes. I had originally thought my love for shoes was just an obsession, considering the fact that I kinda think I do have a little OCD going on. I shall not digress.

Shoes. How many is too many? Having owned 60% of the shoes at home, I say I do not have enough shoes. While my dad, who has perhaps only 5 pairs out of the 100 pairs (I suppose), would definitely say that's too much! And of course, I have gotten my share of 'shoe' warnings. Then again, I guess my dad would have to agree, it'd be better I like shoes than liking bags. Hehehe.

I think I'm going to do some shoe shopping before school starts. I need a good pair to last me that grueling 6 weeks. :/

Whitening.

For as long as I have known, I have been rather tanned. The last time I was pale and white, was when I was a kid. And even during my primary school days, I was known to be tanned. Hence, chao-da woo.

Now, at 24, I'm gonna try my hand at being fair. Prolly try to be that Jap kid I was at 5.

Shakespeare.

Too intense and pure. Well, time to get a copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets.

Here's an update.

So what have I been up to? Enjoying the rest of my term break before school starts on 4th of July. Ironic. But oh well. I'll just have to stuck it up and attend the morning class of intercultural communication.

Well, been partying as expected. I need to let it all out of my system before the intense 6 weeks hit me. Here's just a peek into the havoc.







Now I'm going to bed. Am gonna be an angel in the morning. Needs beauty rest now. Good night people.

Recycle.

Well, dating has been nice so far. 3 dates in, lots of texting and nice kisses. Enough of that.

I have been thinking. Almost everyone of us have ex-es. How much of the previous relationship do we recycle on the next one? Experience would mean better sex, more thought and effort put in, so as not to screw up the upcoming relationship. But how much is it we recycle?

I have introduced my dates to Pluck at Haji Lane. That's probably me recycling. I guess we do recycle. After all, places like Pluck have sentimental value to that individual. Perhaps not based on the previous relationship but the bond they have with the environment. I remembered having a date with Ray at Haji once. Let's call this new guy NG. So, I suggested Haji/Arab to NG. Please be mindful, the Kampong Glam area's not exactly in the road map of NG. I shall not go into too much details. But I guess we leapfrog a point of the previous relationship, deconstruct and reconstruct something new again.