2010

Oh my. I've abandoned my blog for almost...half a year?
Uhm, hello you who are reading this. (Probably no one but oh well. Courtesy!)

I've been too caught up with living my life as a friend, final year student, girlfriend and a daughter for the past 6 months. But I think dating and being a girlfriend has taken up a BHUGE chunk of my time. Not that I'm complaining. I'm loving every single moment of it!

So I don't quite know why am I here but I know I can't sleep and am troubled by a lot of thoughts but I don't wanna wake my snoring boyfriend up to listen to my rants. *pants*
In case you're new here, I've a very bad habit of writing longlonglong sentences. Just because I can. (But how why would anyone new come here to read this seemingly dead and gone blog?)
Oh, and many internal monologues too. AND lots of self entertainment.

Now where was I?
.............. *awkward cricket silence* HAHAHA I love this cricket silence thing.

ok. Let's talk about year 2009 even if it's 2 months too late.
It was a year filled with emotional roller coaster rides.
Falling in and out of love. Discovering truth (and more truths) about ex-lovers. And actually I don't quite remember the lower points of these emotional roller coaster rides because apparently my selective memory serves me well in this case. But I think I'd be able to tell if someone asks.

The second half of year 2009 was just amazing. Though I was kinda bogged down with lots of work for dissertation, I had the best boyfriend with me to support me through the whole period of burning midnight oil/printing assignments/ coffee overload/ Pos Ekspres overload (I call it the online shopping therapy)

I now know how it feels like to have someone who genuinely adores you. Someone who's truthful and has nothing to hide. I feel great being around him and I've never been happier.

But I'm sure everyone has their qualms about everything and I have my moments too.
"What if..What if..What if..."
Especially now that we're gonna be in a long distance relationship. It's gonna be really hard for me because I've never been in one.

I guess we just have to do what we have to do. And I think being a girl, one has to know how to keep her man and I've yet to master the art thoroughly. This is like the toughest job in the world because the environment and people we meet is ever changing and the things that a girl has to do varies all the time. But I'm slowwwly learning...wish me luck ok!

If there's one thing that a girl needs to learn, is to trust her instinct.
Based on personal experience. True story, really.
I wish I documented every single case down but too bad, I didn't.
Guess I'll try to remember and blog about it next time along with a list of different types of compulsive liars (which I encountered all in one person) and ways to expose them. hahaha.
I'm talking like a pro but I still have a lot to learn and see in life. And I can't wait!

Life awaits.
TTYL, bloggie.

but before I go, this is the amazing guy Ive been going on and on about.

Eugene and myself.

Now baby, don't complain that I NEVER mention you in my blog k? ;)

Mucho love, hugs and kisses world.

Da da dum

The title of this post tells the song that's playing here in this restaurant right now. I don't exactly know what song it is but I hear 'da da dum', so there.

I know it's been a while since my last post.

How's everyone doing?

I hope you guys are fine and dandy, as I am. I'm really enjoying my life right now.
Classes started on Tuesday and I dreaded going back to uni because I had some kind of holiday.
Awesome is the word to describe it.
Unforgettable.

I laughed, drank and cried a little too much. And this is life. ;)

Loving life right now and I don't want anything to be different right now. (okay maybe new cash in my wallet pretty please!) haha.

Free beer awaits now. Got to go!

Have a nice weekend people!
xoxo

Library in my head.

Picture source

"Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you'll live forever in your own private library."

- Haruki Murakami

If there really is a library in my head, I believe some of the pages in certain books will be wrinkled from dried tears, dog eared or possibly torn by an over excited reader.
But however damaged they may be, I will always, always keep them in this library of mine.
No matter how much hurt that certain book brings me, they deserve to stay here in this library in my head.
Forever and more.

If it matters at all...

I'm on yet another hiatus right now.
Though I was on an unannounced one before this.
In quite a rut now. The photo above just shows how tired and battered I am right now. emotionally and physically.

Went through hell and back the last weekend.
So much happened and so many things were thrown at me that I can vaguely remember what happened.
I have so much on my mind that I wanna tell but I don't know where to start.
Let's just say...I learnt a lot . and I'm thankful for all the friends I have that cares for me.

Thank you, lovers and haters.
I'm a stronger person because of you.
Thank you.

p/s: I'm Twittering! Follow me here. :)

What comes around, goes around.

When you cry over something that broke your heart today.
Please remember that you have once caused tears rolling down the cheek of another person, too.
The same kind of heartbreak. The same way it did for you.

and the evil cycle, just goes on and on and on....

Home.

It's time to go home!
No plans so far for the month of July.
Probably live on my 30 gigs worth of entertainment from my hard disk. FML.

It's just so hard to bid goodbye to KL now!
I had so much fun.
But i'll be back soon! before you even know it. ;)

Big ass picture of me so you don't forget about me!

p/s: JB friends/girlies, gimme a call when you're in JB! and we shall meet up. :)

not sleepy in a sleepy town

Blogged this when I was bored in JB.

It's 2.43am and i'm not sleepy. yet.

It feels weird because i hear nothing but the taps of my finger on the keyboard and the sound of the fan spinning above me. and oh, the phone just beeped.

I can at least hear some souped up cars doing the Tokyo Drift at this hour back in KL. and some occasional 'skid and bang' sound.

It kinda weird. This town.

How do they manage to sleep the night away when the lights are at its most beautiful at this time.

They just light up the city. some twinkle. some really glaring to the eye. and some just sits in one corner and sulk. but to me they're all oh so beautiful.

I love cruising around in the car at night. you'd probably find me smiling to myself. and each time, I wanna ask for more, but I don't dare.

Coz I just wanna lay down in the middle of the road. watch the stars and city lights blend in together. That'd make a perfect picture.

But too bad. I can't have the best of both worlds. If I have pretty city street lights, chances are, there wouldn't be stars in the picture.

I realise this fact and I stay quiet in the car. Trying to feel contented with what I have at that moment.

The lights. The silence in the night that is somehow misplaced in the city of blinding lights.

Here, back at home. Everything feels right. The dark street. the silence. oh, and the crickets.

What happened?

Life happened.
Things happened.
Time happened.

Is it the rapid chain of changes in time?
Is it the stars?
Is it the change in my scent?
Is it the different alarm tone that I use now?
Is it because I prefer to sleep in foetal position now?

Is it time?
Is it you?
Is it me?

Why do I not feel.

Anything. Anymore.

Just can't get enough of you.

I was in Lot 10 today and I think I wet myself I squealed in delight and my knees went weak and the butterflies in my stomach were knocking themselves out and and and...I just went a little crazy when I saw him.

Justin Timberlake for William Rast.

I wanted to take more pictures with him. But the person taking photographs for me seemed a bit too shy to do it for me. I was so unwilling to leave him. If only my nails are long enough to claw and hold onto him on the 2D canvas board, I would.

But this is as near as I can get to him. =(