Which means..

Since he is a boston terrier pup, it means I currently have

1. 4 bunnies
2. 2 guinea pigs
3. boston terrier pup and
4. a golden retriever who's waiting for us to pick her up when we return home.

I want a zoo!!!!!!! Full of bunnies, pigs and pups!!

His.

You Are a Boston Terrier Puppy

Aggressive, wild, and rambunctious. Deep down, you're just a cuddle monster.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

I knew it!

Your Ideal Pet is a Little Dog

You're both high strung, hyper, and cute. You're one of the few people who can get away with carrying your little dog in a little bag.

What's Your Ideal Pet?

The kind of relationship I have.

Part 1

Me: Hey, I called you 4 times just now but it just couldn't get through.
AA: Huh, really........that's strange. It went staight to the voicemail?
Me: Yea, were you on the phone? It always doesn't get through if we are on the line.
AA: No, I wasn't.
Me: Hmmmm, now that's strange.
AA: Anyway, what did you want to tell me?
Me: Can't remember la, that was so long ago.
AA: Hahahahahhahahahaa.
Me: Ooi, why you laugh at me? Not my fault that I couldn't get through right?
AA: Hahahaa, you should have written it down.
Me: You think I'm very free ah?

Part 2

AA: I've something to tell you later. Remind me.
Me: Ok, give me a clue, so that I can hint you if you forget later.
AA: Ok, 'irritated with studying'.
Me: Erm, okay, person or thing?
AA: Person.
Me: Erm, okay..name starts with?
AA: The person who lent me the book.
Me: Oh, that girl. Maybe she likes you!
AA: Don't be stupid.
Me: No! You know, sweet innocent loves start from lending or borrowing a book!
AA: Hahahaha.
Me: Hmmmm, I think you should move from the com lab to the library, even more romantic.
AA: *Laughs at how silly I am* No!
Me: Okay la, get back to your revision with your girlfriend.
AA: Don't be crazy.
Me: Tata!

So I reckon my other half thinks he has a silly, stupid, crazy girlfriend (how very complimenting hmmm) hahahahaa who really should be doing her own revision now.

Ok, back to the case study. Ciao!

P.S Pardon me for the slight Singaporean-styled narration.

Personality test.

Not too long back, I took the same personality test that I had undertaken while I was in college. Of course, unlike the professional process in college, the recent one was a plain computer-generated quiz (Honestly, I'm clueless if it's accurate). Regardless, I got the exact same results. Does that mean I haven't changed very much since I was 17? Maybe. No matter how hard I try to change myself a little here and there in hope to become stronger, it seems that I'm still the same old me.

I'm highly irrational and I'm extreme. I'm either very sensitive or cold-bloodedly insensitive. I either care a hell lot, or am absolutely nonchalent and don't give a darn.

After a long break, I find myself back here: friendship issues. How childlike can I get, I think to myself. Adults are cooler than this, aren't they? Or at least they seem more adapted. I'm just childishly, foolishly upset over little disappointments. I guess these days, at my ripe quarter-of-a-century age, many just care about their relationships and don't really get their hearts broken over friends, right? Or is this a senseless unrealistic assumption? Then this will serve to be a consolation: maybe I'm not the only one. Maybe this just indicates that I'm still alive and breathing and am courageous enough to throw my heart out to people out there.

Anyway, I aspire to be a cooler grown-up, who doesn't get upset by the million specks of nonsense that goes around this warped world. That way, I get to appear to be an adult and possibly pass off as one *Winks!*.

Oh, and to have two different silly things upsetting me on consecutive days = I need alot more sugar to make myself think happy thoughts! Double Chocolate ice-cream, here I come!

Still caring too much.

I'm one of those silly donuts who care too much, and think too much about friendships and friends, some who probably don't care too much anyway. As we grow up, some friendships become priceless and mean the world, while some just slide so faraway and become naught.

I've made some new friends, some whom I've come to adore very much. This ain't a good thing sometimes because that means what they do and how they are means alot to me and actually impacts how I'm feeling.

But oh well, these don't really change true friendships. The liking still stays as peachy and radiant, it just makes one feel a tad more vulnerable and sometimes a little sad.

Alright, I'm back to being cheery now after listening to my current favourite song. You know there's this thing called the radioblog? You can have your own player with a hand-picked list of songs on the blog. If I'm not lazy, I may put it up here! Oh, but I'm lazy 24/7 yea? Hahaha.