Yesss, I am.

If you've noticed, I look dead tired in this picture, captured last night.

I'm sooooooo DEPRIEVED of sleep, that gosh, I really need to get some right now.
Shall write more tonight, after 'hibernation'.

p/s: Target spotted.

Oh well, maybe I should hire a PERSONAL PHOTOGRAPHER to follow me wherever I go.

Very nice side profile. [falling in love with ma-self already.]


Been to Bangsar 3 nights in a row, this weekend.
Well, had dinner with Yiling and Mel in Outback Steak, in BV.
Food reviews at Yiling's. Wait patiently.

Too bad this time, we couldn't stay longer to chill. Sorry lah, gotta attend the Foam Party after that. So, dinner was a brief one, yet there was drama in the shop. I am not sure whether the drama would be a part of the food review, but anyway, drama's good



Did I dress up too nicely for a Foam Party? Well, actually I was contemplating between a FoamParty with lotsa Young ladies, or Zeta Bar with lotsa Older women.
So, I had my tank top worn inside, with a formal button-up shirt on the outside. Easier that way.


Yiling and I



Mel and I


Alright, next dinner is no fancy-pansy one. We will be going to some local, cinapek roadside stall, so that I have an excuse to go in my tank top, because apparently, none of them have seen me in one.

And yeah, that's about it. I would want to hire a Personal Photographer.

Mondays are evil..and so I was told.

I shall spare you the details of having to pry my eyes open, and get ready to work.

And the day was spent doing some online chatting with YenYen, Ian, and some other random fella.

That's Monday for you.

Clearly not in the mood to write, but ah, kena lepas stim.
Poppy's this Friday.

And gosh, period's about to come!

I'm fuming over the roommates I have.
So what if you are a Medical student, you have yet to graduate. So grow up, suck it and face life. What the hell.
Thank goodness I'm leaving in 3-months time, because certainly I can't stand any longer. Fuck you.
Please roll over and die.

Actually, I'm seldom this vulgar. I'm serious pissed now.
I hate it when my patience is tested.

Speaking of which, my office area, located beside the Sungai Klang, was flooded this evening. All cars parked at the lower ground had to be evacuated and some unlucky folks' were still seen parked inside. Pityful really. The cars parked at higher level also can't come out because there's only one exit for the cars, which is to the lower ground.
I wonder how my colleagues are able to go home tonight.

Pictures, of course.

 

At the rate of unhappiness I have here, I would wanna jump down instantly.

Thank goodness for weekends.

Not feeling so well at the moment. Blocked nose, thick phlegm, sore throat, body temperature..
What they say about cursing people..yeah, pay back time eh?
I shall go to the doctor's tomorrow, if I'm still not well.

Am contemplating whether to stay behind for the weekend.
Ian just cancelled our 'Poppy's' date. I have no plans on Friday onwards, to date. And am going to spend my big day alone. Probably a little self reflection no?

I am currently in the office. Rushing datelines. Abu Dhabi's landscapes can be tedious and time-consuming.

A friend of mine just told me her sudden breakup.
I didn't know what to say to her. Probably it's something I've foreseen and she should have seen it coming.

This friend of me, I just knew her less than a week, but we've been spending time talking most of the time. Online, offline.
And no, there are some people you can love and there are some, you just can't. Well, she's the one I can NEVER love. It's platonic.

We have a serious generation gap, and different education background, not to mention our field of work differs alot too. However, friendships can be forged, no matter what the circumstances are.

But it amazes me, how much she can confide in me when I barely know her.
Aah, sometimes I wished I have a sister.
Being the eldest, bears alot of responsbility. And that sucks!

And to you, *Leelee* (she's shy, thus the real name omitted), I wished you well. Get yourself back on track!

Second update for today.

I sat in the office, with my head pounding. Work's aplenty. Sometimes I just feel like throwing in the letter. But I'm not working for real. Everyday's a routine. You wake up, you take train, you go to work, and then you take the train, and you go to sleep. Everyday's a whole new cycle, over and over again.

The roommates are giving me a headache. Apparently you can't turn un-bitchy overnight. Stupid women.

I hope they get their internet service ASAP because then, they might be able to bump into this page, and realize how fucking pathetic they are.

I had to do some legal processes today. Tagged along my senior colleague to an Open Tender procedure.

Very interesting. And the best bit is, everyone assumed that I'm his GIRLFRIEND. Lol!
To which he quickly said "No, she's my colleague."

Truly a gentleman. Never ever introduce your intern as an intern in the public, because they might not take your words seriously. And for that, hats off to him. Not to forget, he opens door for me, and that's certainly something hard to come by. Did I tell you that out of the blue, he said, "I'm still single." during the journey back from Shah Alam.

Funny man.

So, after the legal process, only about 4.30pm, and it was about to rain. He dropped me at Masjid Jamek to take the train to KLCC, while waiting for my dad.



It's no wonder some says Internship is the best 8 months of their lives.
For me, it's a break from everything, and new friendships are forged.

It's never too late to get to know someone better.
Ice blended Caramel, with whipped cream has never taken such a long time to be finished.

Nice conversation. *beams*

And you know what, Starbucks' tastes better!

How to enjoy a piece of MEDIUM-RARE steak?

and I realized I have nil creativity juice in me.



Clearly I need to go running to bed now. Gosh! The coffee is working at the wrong hours!

Dinner at Bangsar Village tonight.

Earlier, when I picked Mel up from her place, it was a very dramatic exit on her part.
Bug her to tell you the full story, I have enough of laughing already. And I can't seem to find the picture anywhere in my phone, so Mel, please upload it in your blog.

Had cake with Sarah and Mel.
(oh, RM29.00 for 4 pieces of cake. Mel belum bayar lagi ke?) Lol!

Don't ask me names.

I'm too tired to remember.
The attack of the sore throat returns. Bugger.!

Lonely weekend ahead.

I was skeptical earlier about this personality test which I read at Cheh Shing's.

But, blimey!

Your view on yourself:

You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.

The seriousness of your love:

You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.

Your views on education:

Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.

The right job for you:

You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.

How do you view success:

Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.

What are you most afraid of:

You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.

Who is your true self:

2 nights ago, I was up awake, chatting with a friend, at 2 something in the morning.
I guess, in a way, the conversation was a light one, as I was getting tired after a day's work.
Mind you, this friend of mine, is 27 this year, and me, being 5 years younger, I guess it really means either I'm a very mature conversationalist, or she's the childish one. But let us not venture into that.

For some reasons, (and obvious ones too!), I was feeling a little edgy then. How can someone not be, at 2 in the morning? But because I know this friend of mine was still stuck at office, thus I stayed up late as well. Hoping that she goes home as early as possible, for her safety, as well as me hitting the sack.

I had no qualms chatting with this friend, because she's funny, silly, and very naggy. Reminds me of my ex-friends. ;P

But one thing that she kept reminding me was that I'm a younger person. That I'm very much younger than her.
That she sees me as this little sister of hers.
And I don't know what came over me, I flipped. I went off, without saying a courteous 'goodbye'.

I was edgy.

Today I received a message from her. Which she send 2 nights ago, but I only got the internet today.
She apologised.

Why am I writing this?
It's a boring Sunday. and I'm bored.

p/s: Someone please bring me out for a drink.

I made my way home for 24 hours. Took the train at 9am, Saturday. Just in time to have lunch with my parents, tea with my parents, tea with SanNien, boyfriend and friend, dinner with grandparents and parents, supper with YokeYee and Crystal and the sister, breakfast with parents the next day. And then took the 9am train back to KL.

Phew. Slotting in all the activities in less than 24 hours.

The above picture, taken with Crystal and YokeYee at Breeze Cafe. Been sometime we didn't get the chance to drink and talk. Mindless conversation, yeah.

The past 24 hours has been pretty interesting. Now, I've 15 minutes left before the 11th March comes along.

Would like to thank EVERYONE for the text messages, facebook messages, online messages, phone calls.
And special thanks to MEL and SARAH for a wonderful birthday dinner.

22nd BIRTHDAY, not spent alone. GREAT!

Shall write about what happened, during the birthday eve, birthday dinner, and the post-birthday (if there is one). But that, has gotta wait. I still pretty much have the hangover from the eve now.

I totally love my jacket man! '87'. Eighty-seven, the year I was born. Love it to bits!

And you've got to give it to me, for someone who just turned 22, I certainly don't look that old.
Gosh, do I look awesome or what?

I've been spending time with women lately, that I find myself trying to turn into one.
The age gap is simply too huge; a couple of them can be 10 years older than I am.
And I find myself trying to act their age, blending in.
I hate it when they see me as a little child. I tried reading more, turning into intellectual conversation whenever we get together. Hoping to fit in.
Yet, in their eyes, I'm still pretty young, or some of them would say, "Eh, leng mui ah!!"
So many times, I tried becoming one of them, and then I realized my effort is not worth it.
Why should I act so old, when clearly, I'm not even there yet?

p/s: Is age really only a number? or a barrier?

Been 4 nights in a row, I came home, feeling all tipsy, covered with smoke, at 2 in the morning.
Came back from the same bar.
But kept seeing the same person. :D

I'm on MC today. The cramps pretty bad. And it was a good day to be on leave as well, since the day started with a little rain. Good day to sleep in, but I did not. Dad texted to have breakfast with him, so I agreed.

Since I'm here typing an entry, might as well, just write about my pre- and post- birthday.

Well, pictures are scarce. You tend to forget about pictures when you are happy, enjoying yourself.

So, on Monday night (public holiday), I went to this bar alone, in Taman Desa. I've heard it's a gay bar, but now, it's opened to the public. I've been there once, but didn't make a lasting impression. So anyway, I stepped in, sat by the bar, to which the bartender saw me and smiled. She came forward, and said, "Hey, you are Khian right? You were sitting by the corner the first time you were here right?"

I gave her a polite nod. And settled comfortably. I ordered the usual, TIGER draught. And took out my packs. I litted the first one, and sat staring at the tv set, hanging midway. The place was not crowded that night, so it was cool. I enjoyed such moments when I don't have to listen to drunkards' voices. I just wanted to spend the remaining 21st year of mine, reflecting about my pasts.

I thought about the time spent, with Mel, LaiTheng, and Pearly (both Mel's college friends) over dinner and supper. And how we went to Bukit Gasing for morning exercise to which we actually spend more time eating instead. And how I met up with Maylee for dinner, in Wangsa Maju to do a little catching up. All that happy thoughts which lasted for 2 days.

I was at the bar, sipping beer, alone. Thinking silently.
Then I received a text, from a friend. Asking me to meet up at the bar since she's going to be there with her friends.
It was funny, I told her. I was already there. So, she came over, met me by the bar.
It was our first encounter. Though we were pretty close "online", yet that was the first time we met one another.

A nice hi-how you doing conversation. And I followed her back to the sofa seats, to meet her friends. It's always awkward to meet new people at first. Because both parties are trying to evaluate you;the first impression. And I dare say, I was probably the youngest in the crowd. But they do say, alcohol and smoke helps to tighten the bonds.

We drank. Finished, and they topped up.And we drank more.

It was then, about 11.35pm. I was getting all heated up. And high.

Text messages started pouring in, wishing me happy birthday.
I smiled.
My friend grabbed my phone, and said, "No. Not in the presence of pretty girls."

Funny really.

We drank more.
And when the clock struck 12, all of them wished me a good happy birthday.

The first birthday, my 22nd birthday, spent, in a bar, with total strangers. 
And, I felt crazy.
(must the alcohol)

I found my way home, (fortunately!) safe and sound, at 2 in the morning.
And got myself to work, the next day. On my birthday.

That's pre-birthday for you. Stories later.

The phone kept ringing, even past midnight. I was too drunk to read the text messages, but *hearts* to EVERYONE who bothered wishing me happy 22nd birthday.

The next morning, it was a struggle to wake up, after the toxification of alcohol the night before. However, I felt jolly, because it was my birthday.

Work was the usual. No one at work knows about my birthday, so yeah, there was no commotion in the office. But the text messages kept coming in, and my email inbox was filled with  messages from facebook. And I even got calls from abroad!
Phone was practically ringing every single minute. (that's abit exxagerated but you get my point.)

I left the office early that day. An hour before the actual time. The reason was "I have emergency". I know, it's irresponsible, but, sigh, what's done is over.

I rushed home, showered, and went to meet up with Mel and Sarah for dinner.

We decided to go for Italiannese (however you spell it!).

I was really touched when I got the gifts from Mel.

Oh well, it was nothing fancy. No LV, no Mont Blanc, No Gucci.

Only a birthday fruit flan cake, 6 pieces of my *orgasmic* durian pancakes, 2 bottles of beer and a handmade card.

Sarah gave me a birthday card, which kinda looks like a handmade one.


We had a brief dinner, partly coz my mood was affected by some idiot who send me a threatening text, but anyway...

Did I tell you, I have 3 birthday cakes this year?!

All in one night. I'm so happy (and sad, because of the calories)..


(Don't I look awesome??)


Well, this is the one bought, all the way from Taman Desa, with the help of Pearly.

It acted as a prop because we didn't eat the cake that night. We were too full then, so after the candle was litted up, we kept the cake back into the box and Mel had to bring it home.

But before that, we ordered a tiramisu, for dessert. So that was the second cake of the night. To be honest, I didn't think much of the tiramisu because trust me, if you've tried Beacon Point's, you would not look at other tiramisus.
However, after eating the tiramisu, the 3 of us were laughing at odd jokes, even lame ones. The rum must have taken effect somewhere.

I had to lit my own birthday candle, because Mel doesn't know how to use a lighter. :S

Funny, yeah?

The 3rd birthday cake came, when the waiter knew that I was celebrating my birthday. He came, offered me Bread and Raisins, for free. Even though we were sooooo full, I, being the kiasu one, said "Yeah, sure, definitely!" and laughed (due to the Rum's effect!).

It was a night of pure fun. Thanks for throwing me such a nice dinner, Mel, Sarah. *hugs*

We only left the restaurant when it was closing time. Imagine that!

A quiet celebration this year.

Happy 22nd to myself.

It's mandatory for my coursemates to celebrate birthdays together.
Mine lah.

There were alot of fantastic plans earlier. One which included a 3D2N in Langkawi, because to them, it's my kind of place. And, even worst when ShiouTing asked me what I would like to do for my birthday, I answered, "Everything", to which she suggested a 2D1N in Genting Highlands.

Apparently, to my friends, I'm the type of person who likes to:
-Gamble
-Drink
-Fool around
-Smoke
-Eat

I agreed to the last one, but none of the above.

But the trip to Genting was ridiculous. No one has the extra cash to pay for the hotel, plus it was down to 4 of us, since YewTeng couldn't make it. (*Yewteng didn't give face!) Anyway, since it was more of a ritual, we decided to go ahead with the usual lunch, after 5 days of postponing because ShiouTing had to go out of town for work earlier.

And so we had Tony Romas.

The girls each had salads,

Kenneth had a burger set,

And I had the privillege to choose the NY Strip Steak.

Clearly, they didn't understand the meaning of Medium Rare, because it came out too raw, and I asked them to cook it abit more, and it came out Well Done.
See, if I use numbers, they don't understand (remember the 70%!!) , and if I use phrases, they also don't understand. Apa nih? cannot eat steak kah me?

The girls went all the way to Sunway Pyramid whereas the guy, woke up just in time to walk across.
=.="

Yeap, that's Guys for you, from UTP! Now you wonder why I'm still single in an Engineering school.

Like I've said earlier, it was more of a ritual lunch for birthdays, so the lunch was more of a catching-up with each other's working/playing life, rather than celebrating. But it's cool really. We really needed this "excuse" to come out and meet. Otherwise, everyone's occupied somewhere.



I totally like my '87' jacket! Wearing it wherever I go.

And they got me a thoughtful gift.



I kinda like this picture of me, waiting to prounce on the present.

Earlier when I asked ShiouTing what was it, she said it was a handbag. A girly one too.
I was left speechless. Well, the thought which matters really, but still, a handbag?? What for? I would've needed a backpack instead, that would be more practical.
Hahha.



and knowing that I'm avianphobic, yet they still got me a bird.

It's a vibrator. Of sort.

Well, I could've used a more 'practical' vibrator..lol! But anyway, it's a stress-reliever. It has an 'on-off' button which you can turn it on to vibrate and put it behind your back. It claims to massage, and release stress. How true is that, I have yet to find out. Before that, I need to overcome my phobia first. To be honest, it's still in the box, in my car boot. Still don't know how to open it and use.

Thinking of it, makes me go all wobbly inside.

After lunch, we walked around, and managed to catch "City of Ember". Been some time since I went to the movies, but I found the movie not really my kind of genre.
Well...intellectual mind I have lately.

Well, the trip back to Bukit Jalil was pretty frustrating. I took the wrong turning, paid the stupid RM1.60 , three fucking times, headed all the way to Putrajaya, Cyberjaya and even KLIA!, and then Sungai Besi, Cheras before realizing that I was heading the opposite direction, made a U-turn and headed home. It was an hour plus journey taken, all for nothing!

Got a quick shower, rest, and drove all the way down to Seremban. Clueless with directions. Called Ivan to make sure I was using the right road, but while I was half way, he said maybe I should turned back. I didn't want to, so I drove all the way, to find myself in Kajang. Then, it was already pouring madly. My friend called all the way from Seremban, worried that I was lost, since both of us had no idea where I was.
So I took a U-turn and headed back to Point Zero. But I reached UPM, just in time to take another highway and headed to Semenyih instead, and followed Kajang Silk.

I exited the Mantin toll, drove the 'forest' route, dark, car-less, alone, rain, all the way to Seremban. That's 13km of car-drive, alone, clueless. If my car were to break down then, I would cry.

It was so FUCKING DAMN DANGEROUS!

I arrived in Seremban, while waited for my friend to pick me. I went all the way, just to have a short supper, and then headed back to KL.
I was clearly out of my mind then.

Clearly irrational, insensible.
Clearly not using my head.

But it was worth every single tear.

p/s: THANKS CIVILIANS FOR THE LUNCH! AND SI SHIOUTING, YOU STILL OWE ME ONE!

You know how sometimes, the worst thing to do is playing with fire?
And then, you know you are gonna get burnt, but yet, you still keep playing?
Yeah..that's what I'm talking about. 

It's 8.45pm, 2 minutes to spare.

I just realized there's one day gap from my last entry to this one.
Life's sure toned down for a second.

I'm so sleep deprieved lately.

And yes, I'm playing with fire. A growing one, I think.
I hope someone puts an end to it soon.
Or else, one of us is going to get burnt.

*fingers crossed* I sure hope it ain't gonna be me.

I've been debating with my inner self, about my moral values. About what kind of person I've became.

I know the issue I'm currently dealing with, is morally wrong.
And it's freaking ridiculous going around, asking, whether it's right or wrong, when I CLEARLY knew the answer already. This, is what I called, a fire.

But in the midst of these wrong doings, it felt so right. Even spending an hour or so, sometimes it made me all glow-y on the inside.

I was given warnings, to treat myself better. That I'm a nice person, that I should put myself first before everyone in this world. That sometimes, a wrong is still a wrong. Never would it be a right.

I just got back from SS2 tonight. I was on the phone the whole day.
It's distracting. But it's still wrong.

I wished there's not much variables in life sometimes. Life would then, perhaps, be less stern on me.

Message received at 7.43am today: "I wonder what's the difference between thinking of you and missing you"

I wished I knew the answer too.

Been some time since I last sat in Starbucks, alone, with the usual drink by my side, online. Thinking of what to write here. I'm actually predicting this entry to be an 'EMO' one.

It's 12 on a Saturday morning.
I am a little exhausted here. For some reasons, my heart beats are irregular tonight. Chest pains. I wonder if it's the coffee.

Have been doing some thinking lately.

Whether actions are worth it. Whether words are uttered wrongly.

I'm missing someone. But it's wrong to do so.

The heart beats sucks. It's causing pain.

Oh my goodness..
Look what I've found.

Taken during TEC '06 in Chancellor Complex. Pinky, Kenneth, Khian and the big bikes.

Roommates. Punchee and Khian, in V1D. Yeap, that's my side of the room.

Me and my brother. (2009)

We spend the weekend at Genting Highlands, with my parents of course!

I enjoyed the time we spend in the arcade, just like the times when we were younger.

Sometimes I just miss home.

I hate it when my patience is tested.
I know sometimes, some things are expected. Like how I got myself into this big puddle of fucking mess.
And people like us, people of this position shouldn't be expecting much.
And people like us, have to learn to close one eye, and ignore whatever fucking bad feelings which comes with it.
For the record, I never expect you to understand.
And now, either to ignore, or just fucking move on.

I couldn't sleep well last night.
Tossed and turned, waking up to check the phone. Expecting text messages or calls. Checking the time. More tossing and turning.
Been some time I've had sleepless nights.
When the alarm rang at 6.30, I was half glad that the nightmare was over.

I was wrong though.

Breakfast with dad. I was quiet most of the time. Drown in my own thoughts. Scary really.
Been some time since I last ignored him, when he talked to me.
Oh wait, I wasn't even sure if he was talking to me, but yeah, I didnt say a word.

The weather didn't really help much with mood either.
It was dark and gloomy when I got ready for work.
And then it started to drizzle when I was in the train.
When I got out of the station, it began to pour.
So much for a great Tuesday eh?

I switched off my phone, perhaps too scared to not receive anything.
And then I switched it on again, after 10 minutes.

I'm a weak thang I know.
Curse the mood swings.

p/s: Still in this big fucking puddle of mess. Still in it.

I came home early today, just to catch a quick shower when I overheard the conversation between my two 'oh-so-beloved' roommates.

R1: Eh, R2, you know what's red bean?
R2: Yeah, the one for desserts right?
R1: Yalor, I want to cook the red bean dessert, together with the green bean.
R2: OK. I'm going out tomorrow.
R1: Help me buy ok? Usually need how much ah?
R2: About 100g can already I think.
R1: In that case, help me buy 1kg each lah.

=.="

(in my heart) : 1kg?!! Eat until next year also cannot finish!

Totally no sense of mathematical values. Medical students, bah!
I'm so thankful at times, really.
Hallelujah!

10 minutes later after I was done with shower, I heard their conversation again.

R1: Eh, R2, tomorrow your exam is at 9am right?
R2: Yeap!
R1: Ok, let's pray together later tonight.
R2: ok!


Well, don't get me wrong. I've nothing against praying before an exams. It just felt funny, because I've never encountered such situations in UTP before.

Recalling one of our conversations back in campus:-

Khian: Wei, tomorrow got test weh..die!!
Punchee: Hahha..sei lor..study study!!
Khian: Aiya..study what lah..also die one..
Punchee: ......study lah....
Khian: Sigh..
Punchee: (Silent mode)
Khian: Eh, what you doing lah??
Punchee: Busy lah..on dc++, finding movies lah!
Khian: Is it? That episode come out d ah??
Punchee: Got !!
Khian: Eh, later want to go mamak not?

See how typical UTPians face exams. We don't pray before we go to sleep one lor..what for pray? test only mah!

I'm scared.., really terrified.
You're better off, WITHOUT me.
I'm like this destructible machine, a walking time bomb.
You are only attracted to me, like how girls are attracted to dangerous guys. You like how I push your buttons well.
I'm like this walking time bomb, don't know when the ticking will stop, don't know when it will go off.
But I guess you like the exhiliration which comes with it, knowing that the time spent is worth the blast.
Aren't you scared?
I'm insecure, I'm indecisive.
But I like you, and you know you like me.
I know better, you are better off without me.

Tell me you would enjoy the moment.
The time when I would slip my hand in between yours, and squeeze it softly.
The time you smile, when I would secretly send you a sweet text.
The time you would laugh when I made a fool for the sake of your entertainment.
Tell me, that all that, you would enjoy all that while I'm still around.

Yeah, it's scary, really. How feelings can be so abstract.
It's wrong, but somehow it feels so right.

Tell me, you would want to stay in this moment with me.

"The birthday dinner, was good.
Even when both of us were too stuffed with vinegar rice, yet I'm glad the dinner pulled us closer. I see the twinkle in your eyes, I hope no one is able to give you that, other than me.
I noticed your weakness: Afraid of tickles.
I liked the way you squirm away everytime I come near.
The way our arms brushed against one another accidentally. You make me felt that the wait is worth it. I will. "

Beautiful friendships are forged.
I love it!
The usual hang-out place: Steven's Corner at Pandan Indah. Love the way we can talk about anything.
Reminds me of the friends I have back home. :D

By the way, I'm playing my cards wisely.
If you think you know what you are playing, you got it all wrong. I'm the player here.
You? Part of the chess set.

Ok, that sounded wrong. I'm officially pissed.

Supposed to head out for dinner, mum said,
"Wei, let's go dinner earlier. Later they will off the lights.."

Halfway through dinner, mum said,
"Eh, eat faster! faster..go home, to off the lights.."

At 8.29pm, mum said,
"Oi! 8.30 already!! 8.30 already!! off the lights!! off the lights!!"

and turned the master switch off, just like that.

Mum's overhyped about this Earth Hour and now the whole family's living in darkness, for 1 hour. Let's just hope she doesn't prolonged her environmentalism longer than that.

I looked out from my gate, no one in the neighbourhood is doing the same. Well, maybe not practical?
Like one of my friend said, "It's too late. There's too much damage done, and now, we want to apologize to mother nature by switching off the lights for 1 hour?"

Point taken, point taken.

I'm just here, trying to adapt the darkness. I needed this somehow. Nothing to do with the Earth Hour, sometimes laying in the darkness, let's you reflect how much you've done for the past few days.

Text message received last night,"See you next week ok? Miss you"
And I crumbled .

i can't deal with the emotional turmoil anymore.
day in, day out.
it's driving me nuts.
YOU are definitely not worth it.
I'm letting YOU go.
I'm not your fucking doormat. Get that in your head.

i
am
weak
at
your
expense
.

p/s: and that sucks. because you know that.

Another care-free night out with the PLUs. I love it.
This time, in Cheras Business Centre, where the Restaurant 2008 Snow Beer is located.
Speaking of Snow Beer, the last time I had one was in Ipoh, during my last Finals.
Gosh, we were so addicted to it, that I think for the 3 weeks of Finals, we actually went down Ipoh 3 times for it.

So, dinner was there, prices were astrocious, but nah, the company matters.
It was like a 2-hour break from problems.
I don't have to care what you are doing, you don't have to care what I'm doing.
I don't have to report to you, you don't have to report to me.

But I miss you. Sigh, how true it is.

I am in the office now, and I felt the need to write this down, because I find it amusing.

Foo:  if u wan something then if it owns by someone else
u dont share it
u take it

If only I know the secret of taking you away.
I would grab you and run! and keep you in my pocket.

:: You are my right kind of wrong, and you know it. ::

editted:
Thanks Michelle, Chris, Sam

for the night spent with me. Incase I got all suicidal and emotional.
Beers were aplenty, but I'm a safe drinker.

Love you braders and Aunty Michelle loads!