the ONE-YR-CELE

maybe it's a wee bit late to talk about that now...but i really thought i should blog it down. so that i can read about in future and laugh/cry about it. it's been so long since i traditionally use paper and pen to 'blog' (a.k.a. diary).

the one year celebration with my bf was almost a month ago now. he made me really happy that day. i was so touched i cried; which is rare. also very guilty cos of the way i treated him. he really didn't deserve me after all. he's just too good and too nice...100% potential good husband. and what did i do for him in return? nothing much... maybe i invested so much of energy and effort last time, it hit me back the other way round now.

he brought me up to genting that night so that we can chill out, have tea and stuff. halfway up, he stopped at somewhere deserted and dark... now now, i dun want any minds drifting somewhere...

bf: you wait in the car for a while yea? don't look at the back and don't get out of the car.
me: huh? y? what are you doing? why cannot go out?

being mischevious, i climbed to the back seat and tried to peep.

bf: cannot see la ok! wait a while...
me: yer....y? what is it? faster lar....faster!
bf: ok! you can come out now.. fast fast!

when i look into the boot, omg... it was so beautiful! he sticked glow-in-the-dark stars everywhere and lighted little candles around. one huge heart-shaped candle. lucky he didn't burn his boot. there's also one butterfly stuck on the boot. and... a bouquet of different-coloured roses. he had prepared all those things since a few weeks ago, hunting for those small small gifts.

i don't know how i felt that time. it was a mixture of happy, surprised, touched, sad, guilty... oh, i duno.

that's the highlight of my anniversary. a truly spectacular one. one which i can remember really well because it's different. it was all da effort that makes it shine isn't it?

Though my blog is quite dead, i'm very much alive. maybe because i didn't know what to blog these days. i don't know what is it that i can tell and what i should blog about; OR maybe (most probably) the twisted story of mine is just too long to be told and there's hardly any words that can describe it. i know, it's complicated. *scratches head*

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my holidays have long ended, like 2 weeks ago. i've already attended classes for 2 weeks now and it's just torture. having too many subjects in one sem is a problem.... what's more worse is 4 out of 5 days, my classes start at 8 am. Everyone who knows me well enough, especially collegemates know i have problem with early classes. it's either i won't appear cos i overslept or i'll probably be late and be marked absent anyway! the bright side of the story is, my dark eye circles are fading slowly because i'm sleeping much much earlier now... i take afternoon naps almost everyday after college.... and i don't experience any insomnia anymore. just plop on the bed and i transform into a pig faster than sailormoon's transformation (some funny fella said this, not my idea).


another depressing thing... i have 6 subjects this sem and EVERY single one of them seems like hell. one week into the college and we're supposed to start doing assignments... and it's not only one. they're SEVERAL bloody killer-assignments each subjects. *calculate* that makes it more than 10 assignments to do.

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well, at least the past 2 weeks have been very peaceful for me (minus the college). the major problem that makes me pull my hair out? it kinda subsided for a while... doesn't mean it's gone. it's still there but it's less of a bugger now. i'm so glad for the harmonious environment now. i know i have to face it again someday soon, and i mean 'really soon'. i don't want to delay it either at the cost of having someone else drown in misery. especially when i hurt someone i love dearly just so that i can avoid the problem for a little while. i nearly solved it once and for all, but it didn't work out. there's lack of compromising. i'm so SELFISH... i know that too. there's no need for reminders.

out of track

*hmmmmph*

* a VERY big sigh*

just when i thought that life was about to get back on track because i tried to do something about it, God came and prove it to me that i will never get it my way. MEAN!

it's after many many times of trying to set everything back on track, trying to repair things here and there, maybe avoiding certain stuffs and breaking a few rules... the consequences would be a repaired-life. one that gets better than the previous and one that is meant to be the right way to happen.

TADA!!!

it never happens... it just get worse. sO, a piece of miserable advice for my friends; DON'T bother changing your life. let it change you would be the easier and hassle-free way.

routine-oriented week

so it's been a week since i last update my blog. and i can tell you what the heck i did in just a few sentences? why? Because it's the same thing everyday!! what a simple life... i'm getting the hang of it. having the holidays and becoming a 'fai' (useless) person everyday doing nothing but yam cha and going out. isn't that err....sad? or..relaxing? whatever...although i miss college, i know i'll miss my holidays more when class starts.

it's always waking up in the morning or afternoon to go eat. then after eating, maybe walk around midvalley or one utama or wherever that can waste time. then i have my 'hi-tea session'; which means yam cha again. then chit chat plus drinks...and waste time again. then without realising, it's dinner time. SO? time to go dinner... (eat again). after dinner, it's time to go Steven's corner to watch football. what you expect? football mania this month isn't i? and i get to win some money.. (sssh...it's illegal and i'm blogging bout it openly. hahaha sue me!)

i'm just back from yam cha and there's nothing else to do till evening so here i am blogging. and there's no football tonight *sobs*. a must-mention, i was yc-ing with carmen just now and i realised she has quite some good advices up her sleeves. don't think she's blur... because she definitely knows what's going on around her. even know who likes who... ahhha (haha carmen, i think you're right. i think she likes him). we even analysed the whole drama together and made up the conclusion. poor 'kai yeh'! he sounded like he was framed when carmen ask him that question.*breaks into laughter*

WhAt IF?

one day, you're stuck in this crossroads.

ONE way is the right thing to do,

the OTHER is a wrong path full of sins.

your mind says do the RIGHT thing,

the heart says foLLow your FEELINGS!

you stood at the middle,

looking left and right and left again.

then you think,

'which way makes me a happier person?'

the answer: to go with your heart...

so you went to the path of sin,

where more damage could be done,

where more people will be hurt.

where you may lose almost everything one day.

halfway through the path,

you felt guilty and thought of turning back.

then da' devil in you reminding..

all the happiness that the wrong path could bring,

telling you,

'my dear, even if you turn back....

things will never be the same again..'

if it's you in that situation,

will you go straight on to that path?

or will you turn back to do the right thing...

and forget the happiness that you could have?

fOOtball and betting


i was just back from Steven's Corner and the match between USA and Italy was quite interesting although i only watched the first half. i have no idea what's the result at the end of the game but i guess i couldn't bother more or less isn't it? i didn't bet on any games and i guess the thrill isn't so strong.

for the past few days, most of the mamaks are filled with people (as long as there's tv). even the mamaks who are usually empty and business-less are filled with people. whenever there's a goal being scored, u can see people jumping up or punching the air with their hands... shouting 'GOAL!' or whatever it is that sounds like 'YAY!'.

either they're betting on the game, that's why they're so excited (most prob winning). then we can see who's betting on the losing team (those who look grim and not punching the air!). OR these people can be just hardcore football fan. Hmmph....i bet most of them are betting!

all these football fever caused me to waste time looking for parking when going to Stevven's Corner at night! and also waste time looking for empty tables!

sUCking sErviCE

yOu know, i haven't really done this before but i guess this time is an exception.

AND i'm forced to!

due to dissatisfaction, anger and most of all...

what happened to good customer service in the F&B line?

some (very small percentage) waiter/waitresses these days are like morons.

damn, they're RUDE! obnoxious!

my goodness, if you're a regular at Mid Valley Megamall..

go take a trip down the rows of restaurant just outside the megamall.

it's somewhere beside Chilli and near Center Court.

go to KILLINEY KOPITIAM..

there should be this fat bitch (brown-skin, hair tied back, fat and grumpy) standing at the cashier.

even better, go try and buy something and see the way she talks to you.

that day i went there to tapao breakfast...

my order was "two kopi-O and two sets of roti bakar"

she just slumberly punched the cashier and i paid her.

when the kopi-O arrived, it's hot... so i remember that i forgot to tell her i want kopi-o AIS.

i went back to the counter, told this chinese guy that looked like the person in charge..

"i want COLD kopi-O, not HOT. can i change?"

the fat bitch suddenly walked over and open her blaring mouth instantly saying,

"SHE did not say she want cold.. she just said Kopi-O!!"

my eyeballs were burning and could have stuffed kaya till it fills the brim of her mouth if it's legal to do so.

i looked at the chinese guy and said very politely,

"i'll pay you the extra charge, can i have it cold please?"

that bitch rolled her eyes at me...what the hell for?

i didn't even complain about her.

besides, when i did waitress-ing, i remember we have to ask the customer if they want it hot or cold (if they never mention).

she was the one who never clarify with me..

sudah-lah, i never cari pasal with her.. she wanna step on my tail.

should see her bloody face.

KILLINEY KOPITIAM IN MID VALLEY HAS BAD BAD SERVICE!

although their food isn't so bad...