happy birthday to my blog! it's a year old today.. poor thing has seen me through spurts and droughts, dazzling cheer/manic paranoia/choking pain, wondrous enlightenment and mind-numbing rants. i can't believe it's only been a year. yeah i'm gonna keep repeating that mantra till someone gets fed up with me and hunts me down with a rifle. oh wait this's singapore.. ok fine staple me to death.. might be a little messy though, but i'll be patient.
bridget jones's diary was on last nite. only watched the 1st 5 min or so, cos was distracted by biostats ( explain why the best-fitting straight line for a scatter diagram is given by the 'method of least squares'), but within those few minutes i saw something i thought utterly defined the stereotyped image of female singlehood- sad, plump bridget, face devoid of makeup, vegetating on her ragged sofa in unflattering pyjamas on a weekend evening with remote control in hand, yelling along to 'all by myself' in her apartment room.
alrighty i don't even know where to start with this one, and i don't really have the time (or heart) to continue so till next time.. but one thing i'd like to point out, i'm sure things won't be this bad.. right veen? ;)