It's over...

Friends and I were having our casual girl-chat the other day when one of them popped out a questions, "How will one know when a relationship is over?"

Suddenly, a statement made by YT popped into my head. YT said, "Damn admire your patience le, kakak. If a guy asks me for MY money, I'm going to dump that dickhead straight away."

Thanks, YT, I'll accept that as a compliment. Yes, my patience limit is freaking admirable - honestly, but it is dependent on situations and circumstances as well.

The talk on the issue left my blood boiling to the maximum when I was reminded of the dickhead cum asshole cum bastard cum idiot ex of mine. MCB, whenever the thought of it arises, it bothers me a lot - I hate him, I despise him, I abhor him...

I hate him that I pray he will NEVER EVER have a good life ahead!

I hate him more than that, yes - more than that!

I hate him that I want his skin to be peeled off and that he'll be in deep pain that soon, his wound would be covered with maggots, digging deep into his skin! Thus, this will make him so rotten. Perhaps some of you will ask, "Why bother because he's already so rotten?"

The reason is that I hate him that I want him to be tortured in hell - forever!

You can point your finger at me now and say, "Darn, Angel is one cold-blooded, cruel girl!" Okay, say whatever you want because I don't really care.

A futile, useless, idiotic dickhead like him should rot in hell.

Yes, I hate him so much to the point that whenever the thought of him arises, it makes me wanna puke. I feel like puking now...

If you guys haven't come across this issue in my previous deleted blog site, this is your unlucky day because I'm going to do so once again.

Oh, right, regarding the question on why I deleted my previous blog site - yes, thanks to this stupid busybody friend, Mr. Lee, who loves to show-off his stupid discoveries that I needed to do so in order to protect my friends over something they had never done. MCB, Mr. Lee thought he was so lihai that he printed the my whole blog site regarding the entry I wrote on why I wanted to break with with his stupid son of a bitch's friend, Mr. H. Then, what he did was to duplicate the entry and distributed the photocopied versions to his whole faculty - announcing I was a bitch.

Okay, I was a bitch, lemme tell you what bitchy things I've done and what MCB things he n Mr. H have done that caused me to write an entry on that issue - then, it will be up to you to decide if I was a bitch or not.

Previously, I didn't even put names in my entry and I didn't even mention about Mr. Lee and now, I'm going to be a real BITCH and bitch about what Mr. Lee did that made my life a living hell for a month or so.

There were several reasons why I broke up with Mr. H and I'm going to tell you the story all over the again. This time, I don't even care if that idiot Mr. Lee is going to print and show it to his whole faculty again. If so, I should thank him for increasing my blog traffic like before. For once, I pity his girlfriend.

I'm not going to give face to Mr. Lee today lor because I don't have a friend like that. I'll include every detail that I should have included in this entry and if this entry gets around to him, good - and he can do free publicity for me like before and make my blog famous. For once again, I'd like to make it clear, especially to Mr. Lee that...

If you have bad command of English and you can't fucking understand what I'm writing about, don't pretend like you're a smart-ass and you understand every single thing I write.

The thing I hate most is that when some people with lousy command of English that includes grammar, sentence structure and limited vocabulary exposure, trying to convey your messages to others in a WRONG way.

I fucking hate that and to tell my fellow friends and readers, I'm not trying to emphasize how glorious or bombastic my English is as I never think my English is immaculate but at least one fact I'm sure of, MY ENGLISH IS BETTER HIM, that's why I'M WRITING, HE'S READING and TRYING TO DECIPHER THE CONTENT OF MY ENTRY. Worst of all, he used to decipher it wrongly that made himself sounded like a fucking clown farting.

In which, when I come to think of it now, it's fucking hilarious that he was so stupid. Yes, I'm so happy that he's so fucking stupid to NOT be able to decipher the content of my entry and in the end, he made no sense out of it. Fancy telling me how immaculate his English is and trying to show off his spoken skills - it sucks. I speak better English than him.

Reason #1 - Mr. H asked money from me on the 12th day we got together. Yes, people, this futile person was trying to get me to give him cash because according to him, "Your money is my money, my money is your money."
Well, hello, idiot, who told you "your money is my money and my money is your money?" Who is the stupid person behind this thought? Lemme tell you why Mr. H said that. From a source, I got to know that Mr. Lee borrowed RM1000++ from his girlfriend and he NEVER returned the money to his girlfriend, instead, telling everyone he wasn't oblige to do so because his girlfriend will marry him in the end and that will make his girlfriend his wife. When the girlfriend becomes his wife, money doesn't matter anymore

Mr. H first asked for RM200 from me. Well, when it comes to money, I've to admit, I don't simply give or lend MY money to anyone without valid reasons. I didn't give him MY money since he couldn't give me an answer but one week later, he said he needed RM400 urgently. According to Mr. H, he needed to pay the amount back to his friends since he borrowed the money from some friends last time.

The conversation was like this..

Me: You should dig out your own savings or borrow from your parents since it makes no difference if you're getting money from me as you still need to pay back.
H: It's different. Borrowing money from you is different, you're my girlfriend and your money is my money and my money would be your money because one day, we'll get married and then, you'll be my wife. Then, I don't need to pay you back also like what Mr. Lee did to his girlfriend.
Me: Why do you want to get the money from me when you know you'll still be owing people money after you pay your friends?H: I don't want to burden my parents and as a guy, I shouldn't get money from my parents since I'm already 23.

MCB, Mr. Lee actually taught him that and he thought it was for real that I would be someone like Mr. Lee's girlfriend who unconditionally lent RM1000++ to Mr. Lee? No, buddy, I'm not that stupid, okay?

MY MONEY IS MY MONEY AND I DON'T GIVE A FUCKING DAMN EVEN IF YOU'RE BEING BEATEN TO DEATH FROM OWING PEOPLE MONEY! OVER MY DEAD BODY.

Reason #2 - Mr. H kept on comparing me to a bestie of mine in which I do have to agree that this bestie of mine looks so innocently beautiful and mesmerizing. In this case, this bestie of mine is a beauty with brain.
It was damn annoying when he kept on comparing me to my bestie - yes, DAMN ANNOYING to the point that I felt like he was trying to make my life miserable with his every statement like...

"She's more beautiful than you."
"She's more ladylike than you."
"She's more talented than you."
"She owns a great body."

It was annoying if you were to put yourself in my shoes. He made it to the extent of trying to get my bestie's number from me with the lamest and stupidest reason of all, "In case anything happens to you, I can call her."

MCB, KNS, TMD, nabeh - call my ex-roomie better, okay?

Reason #3 - Mr. H was humiliating me in front of my friends as well as his friends by saying a lot of things that hurt my ego.
First thing first, not guys own egos, okay? Girls have their own egos too and their egos are different from guys' - remember that!

Mr. H said, "I'm not humiliating you... I'm just trying to crack a joke."

Then, you should stick the joke up in your ass, you asshole! This is because your jokes aren't funny and I fucking hate them.

He said...

"Angel is fat."
"Angel got a lot of fat."
"Don't you think my girlfriend is fat?"

To hell with that. If he said that when we were alone, I could still forget it but he was making those statements in front of friends as well as strangers and you guys know what? Even strangers were laughing at me because my boyfriend said I was fat. It was so humiliating.

Reason #4 - Mr. H asked sex from me. Okay, I'm a very conservative girl and I hated it so much when he raised the question about sex. He kept on pestering me for sex with the stupidest reason, "You'll marry me eventually, why not just give your virginity to me now?"
Go and fuck yourself! If you can't fuck yourself, go fuck any trans from Chow Kit or Geyland and get yourself HIV or AIDS and DIE!

He asked for sex the first week we got together! Lucky I wasn't so goddamn stupid to give in to him. Sometimes, I do wonder if all virgin guys crave for sex. I fucking hate the idea, okay? Few days after we broke up, you guys know what? I began to hear rumours that we had sex. That son of a bitch went spread around we had sex?!

That issued disturbed me a lot because it got to my brother and my brother was furious about it that he confronted me. He was shouting and yelling at me even before I could explain stuffs to him.

Come to think of it now, since he spread rumours that we had sex, I should spread rumours that his BUDDY couldn't get erect that he's infertile and the BUDDY's so tiny that you have to use enlarging lenses to see it.

Hahahahahahaha!

Fucking funny lor.

Reason #5 - Mr. H is one idiot that totally wanted to rely on my parents as he thought my dad is filthy rich!
Correct me if I'm wrong, people. We were having this topic on future plans...

Me: I will need to get myself a car and I'm not going to share it with you because as a guy I think you should have one car on your own.
H: Why should I when we can use yours after you've bought it? Waste of money!
Me: For me car is a necessity.
H: Hey, your dad has 3 cars now, right? Since your brother is also buying one soon, maybe you should tell your dad to give one of his cars to me, so I don't need to buy one.

-_-'''

He wanted my dad to give him one of my dad's cars? MCB... He thought my dad is Swiss Bank and that I'm a princess from Swiss that he could ask money and cars from whenever he wanted to. If I'm a princess, I won't even get to know an asshole like him.

Reason #6 - Mr. H went around telling people that whenever we go out, he was the one paying the bills that I always ate for free even though both of us were students.
WALAO EH! Since when did I ask him to pay for me? NEVER! Lemme emphasize that again for you guys...

HE NEVER PAID FOR ME - NEVER!!!

I was the stupid one who paid most of the bills! He NEVER offered to pay and yet he spread false rumours that I lived on his PTPTN loan? Excuse me, mister... I think I've gotten more PTPTN loan than you lor and who was living on who? Since you told everyone my dad is filthy rich, did I need to depend and live on you peanuts of PTPTN loan?

C'mon, you never use your brain, is it? Oh, I forgot, it's so fucking hilarious to remind myself now that your brain was full of pornography because all you want was sex, sex and more sex.

I've to admit one fact - my family's economical background is far better than his, so, who was living on who, you tell me! I had more than enough to spend every semester and why should I be living on you when it's crystal clear that there was an economical gap between us?

We went for movie, he never paid for me...
We went for dinner, he never paid for me...
We went for outing, he never offered to buy me anything until I prompted him...

When I did ask for something, for example a T-shirt, the answer he gave me was, "I have an unisex Giordano's L size T-shirt and it's too big for me since you're of bigger size, I can give it to you even though I've worn it few times - no need to buy la."

Well, hello, a filthy rich person like me don't wear something that has been worn by others, okay? And hello, stupid, for Giordano's unisex T-shirt, I wear a size XS and not L, okay? MCB, he was trying to kill my ego.

CHEAPSKATE!!!

Reason #7 - The first time we hugged, it didn't happen romantically, it was more or less he was trying to force a hug out of me and the statement he made when he wanted the hug was, "I want to feel your breasts on me."
A motherfucker he was, that is all I could say. He forced the hug! Even if he wanted to feel my breasts on him, he should just kept it to himself instead of saying it out - stupidly moronic. What else could I say about his stupidity?

The thought of the first hug kept on bothering me a lot because of the way he expressed it. I hate him so much I want him to disappear from the surface of the Earth to Mars so that he could figure out how to be a better man.

Reason #8 - Mr. H was telling few of his friends, "I don't need to worry about my thesis any longer. My girlfriend will do it for me because her English is better than mine so, I'm going to get a good grade for my thesis for sure."
Oh... darling, so sorry I didn't help but instead, I caused you enough trouble that you almost couldn't graduate since you THOUGHT I would do it for you. So sorry arr, darling... I was quietly wishing you couldn't graduate though but who knows you'd pull through - oh, I'm so proud you did it without my help.

Yes, he almost couldn't graduate because he left his thesis there and thought that I would help him to do part of it, plus doing the proof-read for him. Ouch, I didn't even help my besties, how would he expect me to help him?

Bodoh betul. Sememangnya terbodoh in the whole universe.

Reason #9 - Mr. H was physically abusive. It would have been alright if he pinched me softly on my cheeks but the way he pinched me always left my cheeks swollen n red that I did tell him to stop it because I didn't like it at all and it hurt.
Yes, believe it, you guys - I did tell him to stop it but he never did. He kept on pinching my cheeks so hard that it always hurt me in the end. When I told him few times to stop it, his stupid reason was, "I where got pinch so hard? So soft only that I could barely feel a thing! You're so big-sized, so I don't think it would hurt much."

Idiot! Big-size wouldn't hurt, is it? Then, lemme suggest to you, people like you, better die earlier because you know what? It'll make Earth a peaceful place. People like you SHOULD die earlier too because you're too "thin" that I think dying wouldn't hurt for you.

There... reason number 9 wraps up all the reasons that made me a bitch to have broken up with him and guess what, guys?

I'M SO HAPPY WITH THE FACT THAT I WAS SUCH A BITCH TO HAVE BROKEN UP WITH HIM!

Honestly, the pain he inflicted on me made me scared of going through relationships now. I used to look forward to relationships but now, I have no plan on getting attached for God knows how long - maybe forever. There's a scar in my being thanks to that son of a bitch and the scar would be there forever.

No, I'm NOT going to get into next relationship ever, ever, ever again.

Sorry for breaking all these out all of a sudden, something happened a while back that triggered me to write this entry.

Happy birthday, SK!

I know, I should be studying and working out on my Sociolinguistics assignment but I promise, this is going to be quick!

Today might be any like typically normal day of your life but 24 years ago, on this day, a very special person was born. To others he might be just the guy next door but to me, he's a very, very close friend that totally understands my lameness and everything.

I used to hate my secondary school years so much back then until I got to know this guy during Form 6. He might not be the clown of the class but he never failed to make me smile or laugh with his silly jokes - although some of the jokes were not funny.

When I first got to know, I was pulling a joke on him that my birthday would be on the 31st of August and since it's a holiday, I demanded a birthday present from him although my birthday passed a long time ago. Naive enough, he asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I told him, "100 self-drawn cars on A4 papers and you're going to give them to by before our class is over."

Yes, I was such a bitch because you know what? He actually drew three and passed them to me and then, when I realized I was totally into the lie that I told him, I felt guilty and I told him that I was trying to pull his leg.

His answer was, "I knew your birthday passed a long ago, that was why I only drew three."

OMG, he wasn't so angelic after all!

I remember the only class I looked forward to was Biology because it was then, I could sit next to him and have a good laugh. Once, when we were supposed to operate some guinea pigs, he and his not-so-funny jokes came about, telling us stories about how those guinea pigs were going to haunt us. I bet those guinea pigs haunted him because the guinea pig he operated was pregnant with four babies!

I used to tell him, one of this days, I'm going to marry him and make him my husband. My plan was to talk to his mum about OUR marriage and he was buying it, really!

Angel: I'm going to tell your mum that I want to marry you.
SK: No, you're not going to do that!
Angel: Why not?
SK: C'mon, I don't want my mum to freak out!

Things got better after we finished Form 6 - yeah, we're still keeping in touch every time we're back at Sibu. If you're curious, don't worry, I never did talk to mum about OUR marriage because I wouldn't have the guts to do so. Haha... Those were meant to be jokes to make him listen to me.

Ah, all those bring back memories... Come to think of it, four years have passed since we left our secondary school.

Well, since today is SK's big day... this entry is specially dedicated to him - I'm not sure if he's reading it or not but if he does, good, if he doesn't, I'll MAKE him read it. Haha... I'm such a genius.

For the guy who used to tell me, "I don't like taking pictures."


For the guy who loves to cover his face with his fingers during photoshoots...


For the guy that is so poor that he can only afford to wear plastic top...


For the guy who has the wittiest silly brain of all times...


For the guy who eats a lot but his weight remains stagnant for years...


For the guy who never gets any fatter from all the consumption of food...


Mr. SK, happy birthday!

I'm looking forward to endless chatting sessions with you as soon as I get my big butt back to Sibu next year!

Emotional me again...

O hai, it's me again and things are getting pretty nostalgic lately.


Remember my previous post regarding the best thing in my life? Can you guys recall, can you?

Sigh... Why am I feeling so emotional again?

Few days ago, I was telling Wendy I was feeling devastated because of something I did in the past and that I don't think I'll ever get through the memories of those days... It sucks to be me especially when I know I should do something to put things back together but at the same time, something is holding me back.

Wendy suggested perhaps, I should tell him the truth. I know, my kakak YT has been telling me the same thing too but honestly, I don't even dare to imagine what will happen to our friendship if I really am to tell him everything from A to Z because... lately...

It's like... now, things go a step further - no, we're not in a relationship but I kinda feel something from his side. I don't want to make myself go psycho because of what I sense...


I know it's going to be hard on him because of the white lies I told but I'm feeling bad too and honestly, Wendy and kakak YT, I don't think I'll ever, ever have the courage to pour out the truth to him - how?

Sigh... all these make me recall of those years of knowing him - he's been there through thick and thin... Why am I such an idiot not to notice all those?

Yes, I'm an idiot.

Bye.

O hai, it's me...

O hai...


Bye.

The story of my eyes...

Damn sien right now... Yes, I've a lot of things to do but I don't know how to do them let alone how to start them. Being me sucks sometimes. That is why you see me here, updating my blog again!

I swear, yes, I swear I have no plan on updating so soon because I've been updating it so often lately. I used to tell myself I'll only do weekly updating but nowadays, I'm kinda in for daily updating - argh, so, it sucks to be me.

Never mind, lemme tell you the story of my eyes...

I'm stuck to my glasses since Primary 6. Back at those times, it felt so good to be wearing glasses because not everyone wore glasses then. Haha... Well, yeah, I was so naive during the good old days.

Although I came to know the existence of contact lenses during my high school years, I never had the courage to wear it. The thought of putting the plastic into my eyes was gross... Plus, I thought using glasses is more convenient than using contact lenses.

~ See, ma, no lenses! ~

~ Ma, I told you I'm so guai - no lenses! ~

So, when I was 16, I finally found it a nuisance to be wearing glasses for daily activities that in the end, I turned to contact lenses for help. Yes, although I started wearing lenses at 16, however, I was not a regular user - I only used it when there were occasions or stuffs. Thus, I began to use clear contact lenses from Bausch and Lomb, switching to Johnson & Johnson, Acuvue, Soflens and finally ended up using the BEST brand of all - Biomedics lenses.

I tell you, these lenses are one of the best lenses available in the market! OMG, I totally love them - wearing them is so comfortable.

~ Ma, I'm using lenses finally ~

~ After two years of using Biomedics lenses - super comfy! ~

OMG... Finally I was exposed to colour contact lenses in the beginning of 2005. I so much wanted to try the colour lenses but my parents were skeptical about me using lenses so, when it comes to colour lenses, their natural reaction is, "You wanna be an ang moh, is it?"



TMD - these colour lenses are so nice, okay? I love multi-coloured lenses as much as you do! I went to SY's place during CNY two years ago and believe it or not, her dad, in his 50's, was wearing deep blue coloured lenses!

OMG!

So, I went back home and convinced my parents about it but still, they said, "No colour lenses for you."

Since, I'm a good daughter, I seldom, yes, seldom go against them but when Freshkon launched their newest product - Alluring Eyes, I was so sure I needed to get a pair of those.



I knew these lenses could transform my eyes - from ugly to beautiful so that I can easily kao zai with my beautiful eyes. The advertisement seemed so convincing.

~ Ma, you see, I'm in seventh heaven when I got to know Alluring Eyes ~

Hence, I went around KL, searching high and low, trying to get the cheapest pair of Alluring Eyes from Freshkon. TMD... The price of monthly disposable Alluring Eyes costs around RM55 to RM70. Yes, you didn't read wrongly - RM70 MONTHLY.

I called my sister back at Sibu and asked her to inquire about the price and she told me, "It's cheaper here, RM45 monthly."

OMG, that is damn cheap can? Dirt cheap. No, it's not cetak rompak ones and it's originally from Freshkon, okay? My Biomedics lenses cost RM45 for 3 months at Sibu while in KL, it is priced at RM80 for 3 months. If I'm doing sales on lenses, guarantee can make a lot of money in KL.

My sister was kind enough to buy me a pair of 3-monthly disposable Alluring Eyes contact lenses at the price of RM60 and brought it over to KL for me. Can you believe it? RM60 for 3-monthly disposable contact lenses? OMG - freaking cheap!



If you guys don't know, there are two colours available for Alluring Eyes - mystical black and winsome brown. Since I'm a black colour lover, I opted for mystical black...

~ Ma, I can have big, beautiful and alluring eyes now ~

I am so happy can? Lao niang has never been happier before with my purchase because you know why? My eyes are obviously bigger, brighter, darker and alluring after putting on the lenses... I totally *heart* Freshkon now...

~ O hai... my beautiful right eye with Alluring Eyes in mystical Black ~

I know you want to see my beautiful face after wearing the lenses, right, right? Haha... Behold, here comes the big picture of yours truly with Alluring Eyes in mystical black...



Please say I look beautiful, please, pretty please... Haha... I bet my eyes look a lot bigger and brighter in the picture, right?

So, quickly go buy Alluring Eyes by Freshkon if you're interested. No, this is not an advertorial and I don't get paid for promoting their lenses. I don't do promotion and I only wear these lenses for cosmetic purposes.

What? You want to see comparison of before and after wearing Alluring Eyes? Are you sure? You'll be scared out of your wits, I tell you!

Haha...

Nah, here it is...

Pardon my lousy skin condition because I don't put make-up nowadays due to skin problems. So, bear with it, okay?

Damon said not much difference actually and his thought was seconded by my sister and daddy. All of them said I've already have BIG eyes - as in my pupils are definitely bigger than anyone else's pupils.

Honestly, I can't see much difference too except for the fine black circles that make my pupils seem rounder and fuller - still, I *heart* Freshkon for coming out with this product.

My next wishlist is to get this one...



Not necessarily Freshkon, it can be from other brands too with the promise it can deliver mystical grey coloured effect to my eyes.

Any suggestions?

The lamest SMS-es of all...

I SMS-ed Alwin two days ago and two days later, he replied me...

-_- '''

I told him if I was asking for his help at that point of time, I would be dead by the time his help arrived...

There I was, SMS-ing Alwin, asking him about his most recent job interview and I was updated that he will start working in November. That means no one would be around to accompany me for a shopping spree after October... Life is just so pathetic sometimes. Why ah? Why?

Then, I told him that I wanna quit studying already but Alwin didn't agree on the idea that I should quit studying and work instead. So, there he was, convincing me that doing Masters is good and that I could become his boss after graduating...


My reply to his question and query was...


Yes, Alwin is my darling-est darling but instead of calling me 'darling,' he calls me his 'ho.' Thanks to my twin brother, Bernard, that he's stuck to calling me 'ho' this lifetime.


Right, thanks a lot Bernard - you memang kacau.

If you guys are wondering what does 'ho' mean, go harass my twin brother, Bernard, he'll be more than happy to tell you what a 'ho' is.

Regarding the final part of the SMS that somebody called and asked if I'm Mrs. Ching or not, I'm not sure who those people were because last week alone, I've gotten two calls, addressing me as Mrs. Ching. I've got a call last month as well and this girl asked If I were Mrs. Ching or not.

There, 3 calls altogether...

Well, Alwin and I are not married yet but we will get married in years to come but it's a nuisance that these people keep on calling and addressing me as 'Mrs. Ching' when I'm not yet Mrs. Ching.

Hence, I told Alwin if there are people addressing me as Mrs. Ching, that means we are married although we haven't again, we will in years to come.

At this point of time, I've to declare that...

Alwin and I are practically married wtf.

My darling somehow was so amused with me, using the 'wtf' acronym that he went...


See how cute my darling is? He can be soooooo damn amused with me using 'wtf' that I've to refrain myself from showing you guys his next reply. Haha...

I was trying to imagine his expression because the ever so guai-guai darling of mine never used the term - at least in front of me before. Maybe he did use it when he was with Bernard last time, I'm not sure.

But then hor, his reply was so damn cute lor...

Around 5.30pm, I dozed off after blowing him some fake kisses and Alwin did the same but his version has spankings included...


See what I mean? See? See? See?

What was on his mind?

Hahaha... So, that would be all for the lamest SMS-es of all... Well, technically, yeah, I'm too bored but that doesn't mean I'm free.

So, ciao!

Flying Chillies @ The Gardens

Wendy and I met up with Loonie earlier last month at The Gardens since both of us haven't been seeing her after she came back from Europe. So, we went to Flying Chillies at The Gardens for lunch after that...


Basically, Flying Chillies for me is the same as Bangkok Nudle House, The Basil and few other Thai restaurants because first of all, their menus are the same, the prices are the same and the servings of the food are the same.

If people like Aminah Too goes to Flying Chillies, sure she's going to complain since the serving of the food is so small and at the same time, the food cost a bomb! The total for the food ordered that day was around RM65 for three... that means each of us spent RM22.

Lemme show you the pictures of the food that we ordered that day...

~ Loonie's Stir Fry Chicken with Basil Leaves with Sunny Side Egg ~

~ My Char Kway Teow with Sambal Udang and Chicken ~

~ Wendy's Seafood Tom Yam ~

The lamest part is that Wendy and I actually ordered a glass of Coke and we shared that glass and she suggested that I should take a picture of the Coke...


It doesn't look alluring, don't it? Haha... Never mind about that. I'm just being lame since I'm so bored right now...

Anyway, the verdict of the day is...

My first puppy love...

Note: Updated!

Some time ago, I was talking to Alen about being 23 and the fact that few of our childhood friends are either getting engaged or married at this age. I was expecting him to tell me that he's at least attached or getting engaged soon since all those years of knowing, he's kinda popular among girls, you know?

There I was, pestering him to get a girlfriend since IMU is full of pretty and smart girls but he actually told me no girls want to date him! I certainly don't trust the fact that no girls want to date him. It was even more surprising when he said inner beauty outshines appearance because that means I'll stand a chance to win his heart.

So, our conversation went like this...

Me: Alen, consider me la!
Alen: Why not? If there's chemistry, everything will work out fine for us.
Me: (fell off my chair) Ha-ha-ha-ha... very funny indeed.
Alen: What are you laughing at? Crazy ah?
Me: I was expecting other answers from you instead of "why not?"
Alen: Like what?
Me: Something like, "You want me to consider you? Are you joking?"
Alen: Don't be ridiculous la!

I really fell off my chair when Alen said, "Why not?" instead of sarcastically saying, "You want me to consider you?"

Alright, alright, I know some of you realize that I've been posting a lot of entries about the BIG L game lately. Eh, lao niang also got emotional moments, okay?

A lot of things bring back memories lately - well, I don't know why but memories are weird sometimes. At the times when you don't want to even think about them, they always come bouncing back to you.

I woke up this morning, reminiscing the past - those years when I was still in primary school. Those were the days... Technically, yeah, those were the most carefree years of my life - no worries, no stresses, no nothing. Basically, I just went to school to talk to friends so, that explains why I'm so talkative and at the same time learning new things.

I wasn't quite exposed to the world of paktology or better known as relationships because honestly, I'm from a quite conservative family and my parents used to refrain my siblings and I from talking about it until we reached a certain age - well, the same thing goes to topics on sex.

The topic is not about sex (FULL STOP).

When I was in Primary 4, there was sort of a re-positioning of which class we were supposed to join and this was done according to our results from Primary 1 to Primary 3. To put things in a simpler way, all of us had to get to know new classmates since half of the classmates were from another class.

At a point of time, our class teacher kinda re-arranged our seat places and I ended up sitting next to my first ever puppy love - Derek.

*Derek, he and I were meant to be... Far longer than forever, I'll hold you in my heart, I'll make an everlasting love, to find the way through...*

Haha, that was The Swan Princess' theme song. Sorry for diverting you.

I remember very clearly that he was the one who made the first move by asking for my number name. It was the first time ever in my 10 year-old life that a guy friend asked for my name. Well, seriously, I wasn't good-looking even as a kid - when we exchanged hand-shake, that was the first time in my life that I felt my heartbeat fastened. Yes, my heart was pounding so fast that it almost fell out of it's place.

How should I put words into imagination?

Hmmm... Maybe I'll just attach a picture so that it'll a lot easier for me to continue with my story and for you guys to know what I'm going to talk about.

~ Derek is on the left - obviously ~

He used to be so active in class and he actually interacted with a lot of friends in the class. He was certainly one of the few teachers' pets in our class. Despite excelling academically, Derek was also an athlete. As far as I could remember, he used to play basketball, badminton, volleyball and he also represented the school on track-field events.

Well, enough about that for now - all in all, in the eyes of the vulnerable me at 10, he seemed so perfect in every single aspect.

Derek was friendly, funny, cheerful and supportive. Yeah, I used to hate Mandarin classes back then and it was because of him that slowly, I began liking it because he was so good in Mandarin that I often felt intimidated sitting beside such a smart person that he always cheered my day whenever he was around. More than often, he would be helping out with my Mandarin exercises and sometimes, Mathematics too since those were the two subjects I hated most.

Then again, despite of all those memories of us, sitting side by side to each other, doing homework, playing games and stuffs together, I remember there were times when we were punished by our teachers because we talked too much - well, yeah, technically, I used to be talkative too.

Yeah, yeah, I know I am STILL talkative NOW - so, shuddap!

I guess 10 years old is really too young to know anything but I was like, imagining things. I told myself that one day, when I've grown up, I want to marry Derek and then, we'll live happily ever after - some sort of like all the fairy tales in story books. So, I wrote his name all over my books and then, I even made carvings on my erasers.

In addition to add, I used to cut out his pictures and then, put all of those pictures under my pillow because I heard if you put the picture of the person of the opposite sex that you like under your pillow, he or she will like you. That was funny but if you ask me now, I'd say it's called osmosis. Haha.

Yeah, I was an idiot - well, Arians like me are hopelessly romantic, so stop laughing.

I wrote him a love letter too but I never had the courage to give to him - yes, I was a naive and shy girl - not anymore. So, I'm going to read to you guys too, just like Xiaxue did to Tyron but not as long as her four-page long love letter. Haha... I remember it not very clearly so, if you are one of my friends that so happened to see my first ever love letter to Derek, please correct me.

Dear Derek,

I am happy when you want to talk to me. I want to talk to you more. I like you a lot and I hope you like me too.

All my love and maybe a little bit of lust,
Angel.

Lame, right? But then again, that was the truth.

Whenever Derek talked to me, I was like the happiest 10 year-old soul on Earth. I would concentrate on what he was talking about even though at times, he wasn't talking to me. I went to almost all of the competitions he took part in and I cheered for him - so loud to the extent of losing my voice for the next few days. Haha.

I exaggerated. I did cheer for him but not to the extent of losing my voice.

I wasn't sure when the feeling disappeared because the next thing I remembered the puppy love sorta feeling I had for him, he was leaving for NZ already. Well, that was during Form 4.

So, since then, I haven't seen him around - OMG, for 7 freaking years!!!

No, we didn't keep in touch or anything because first of all, although we used to sit next to each other, he still had his circle of close boy or girl friends while I had mine too but mostly girl friends. Hello, remember? I was the fugly girl next door?

OMG, 7 years! That is indeed a long period of time! Sometimes, I do wish I'm still keeping in touch with him - AS FRIENDS, mind you! Well, after all, once we used to know each other and for the next moment, I realized we haven't been talking to each other since Form 1 in 1998.

I bet he doesn't even know about the little fact that, once upon a time, an fugly pork chop girl, as in Angel, had a crush on him - well, life goes on.

If this girl is to have one wish now according to Xiaxue...



You guys should watch the video above if you have no idea what I'm talking about here...

Aherm... So, if this girl is to have one wish now... it is that she will get a kiss from him :)

But I guess that is unlikely going to happen this lifetime...

Well, that was the story of my first puppy love or better known as my first crush. It's always a wonder what children would do for their puppy loves, right?

Come Clean with Fly FM

P/S - I was so happy last night. Damon purposely called all the way from Singapore just to sing to me! OMG! He totally made my day - I woke up feeling so happy this morning because of him!

P/P/S - SK is sooooooooo damn sweet, OMG! I'm like, totally love him to the max and I told AM that I'm going to marry him some time later!!!

Now, I know some of you are so freaking fed up with me with so many PS-es before my actual entry. Well, I still have so many PS-es if you want me to go on and on about it. Haha. We'll save that for another day.

Ah... the story so far... I guess it's time for me to burst out one of many stories of my life to those who care about me and so on. I bet you've heard about Fly FM's Come Clean Contest with collaboration from Whisper, right? If you haven't, then, head to their website and register yourself, plus tell them a secret that you want to share with your best buddy and stand a chance to win a fully sponsored trip to Bali for two that worth RM10,000!

Yay!

I love secrets!

Technically, I've already signed up for the contest because I love to write but bear in mind that IF I ever win the contest, the story I told them is 100% of the truth and NO LIES or anything! I pinky swear I didn't write in to Fly FM to tell them a lie because that secret means a lot to me!

The 10 best emails will be selected and people can vote for the best entry starting from the 3rd of November to the 16th of November. So, if you're dying to know my secret, please vote for me IF my entry is selected as the best 10 entries! Haha... or if you love me, please vote for me!

*MCB, I feel so disturbed after posting this entry up because memories haunt and they'll do so for the rest of my life, so, away it shall go - doink - into the dustbin*

True love?

It's always a wonder what a guy or a girl would do for big love - what all these people would go through because of love.


But honestly, what is love to you? What does it mean to you?

After years of searching for the meaning of TRUE LOVE, I finally came to realization that true love doesn't exist - not at all.

I was really so stupidly naive back in my high school years that I really trusted all those fairy tales kinda things. I also believed that love could turn the world around. Boy, I was so stupid!

For those who have known me since my high school years like Jeremy, Lydia and Amy, you should have known what kinda person I used to be back then. I held on to my belief that some day, my prince will come and then, I would marry him and live happily ever after - these are all craps now.


Yes, those thoughts confuse me in later life, which is now. Come to think of it, I can only laugh at my foolishness back then.

How many of us, girls, could really meet the guy of our dreams as in a guy that is tall, dark, good-looking and being wealthy is a plus point? I guess it wouldn't be fair if I direct this questions to all the girls out there but not the guys...

To be fair, I know guys are just like girls, typical human beings. They get attracted to the hottest chick next block and if that girl could be wealthy, well, it's a plus point too.

If you're shaking your head from left to right, right to left and saying, "no," that means I'm right.

I wish to argue no further about the existence of true love because in my context it doesn't exist but mind you all, I'm saying it doesn't exist in your contexts so, don't point guns at my head saying, "You better take back your words."

It won't be entertained because soon, I'm going to do an entry regarding why I think true love doesn't exist.

Thank you.

Goodnight.

In the mood for...

*switches ON bimbotic mode*

BIMBO-NESS!

Yes, I'm in the mood for a bimbotic entry!

The few weeks before my graduation ceremony, I was feeling so stressed because like any other typical bimbotic girl, I wanted to look my best for that once-in-a-lifetime day.

What? What?

Nothing wrong feeling that way, right?

For two weeks before the exact day, I was having hard time practicing my make-up still until wee hours of the dawn. So, let me tell you exactly how exactly I wanted to look like and the make-up process I went through to get there...

First... Lemme show you the picture of me without any make-up on...


Ya, ya, I know some of you want to comment that I look like fugly and pale and everything bad in the picture above but who cares? Make-up always does wonder to everyone out there!

Then, I dabbed on make-up base, concealer and foundation - in a very small amount. It wasn't that I was stingy or anything. It was because I didn't want to scare people out of their mind.

Okay, enough of babbling, then, after putting on make-up base, concealer and foundation, this is the result...


Ya, ya, not much differences but still, I think I look fairer in the second picture and somehow, the concealer covered my stupid dark circles. I know, I know, the concealer didn't do much justice to my pimples and acnes on my forehead - blame it on my fringe that I've got those stupid pimples and acnes' outbreak on my forehead.

Then, I proceeded to put eye-shadow on my eye-lids. I started out with a very light green colour eye-shadow like this...


Yes, you can barely see the green colour but never mind. After applying the light green, I used seaweed green on the light green in which it made my eyes looked like I've just been punched by another person like this...


Ah, my complexion sucks to the max. Haha... Somehow I agree with that... No, I didn't put any highlighter on my eye-lid because I was too lazy to do much experiments during the wee hour of the dawn that day.

So, after applying blusher, lip-gloss and false eye-lashes, this is the result...


Of course I needed to style my hair a bit to go with the make-up or else you'll be so traumatized if you see me next time. Haha... that's a joke - okay, not funny.

So, after that, I showed the make-up result to Wendy and she told me, "Angel, that's too extreme!"

I went like, "Extreme meh? No la..."

I proceeded to take off my false eye-lashes after that to make it less extreme. This is the result after removing the false eye-lashes...


Darn... Without the justice of the fake eye-lashes, I couldn't even see my own eye-lashes even though I've put so many coats of mascara...

How pathetic my lashes could be?

But that's another story for another day.

I swear in the name of my hamsters that I wanted to wake up earlier on the day of my convocation just to get the make-up done but I overslept...

Cherry Ah Ma and yours truly

Thus, there goes my practices - doink... into the dustbin...

The best thing in my life...

Note: Before you proceed reading this entry, please let the song I've attached to finish loading so that you'll know how I feel when you read this entry. Thanks for your co-operation.

I've been feeling so emotional lately because of some incidences that took place in my life just recently.

Sometimes, I don't like the feeling of being myself.
Sometimes, I hate being myself.
Sometimes, I hate my life.

I always believe that in one lifetime, we do come across a lot of people - young, old, pretty, ugly, tall, short, slim, plump, annoying, lovable and so many other kinds of different people. Some of these people will leave imprints in our lives but some will not.

It is always a wonder how God made each and every one of us. Sometimes, I wonder what God had in mind when He created me 23 years ago...

Did He forget to to make my jaw sharper?
Did He forget to make my eyes bigger and brighter?
Did He forget to make me slimmer?
Did He forget to make me taller?
Did He forget to give me baby-smooth skin?


He might have forgotten to mould me into the physical appearance I've always wanted but there are certain things that I'm sure He didn't forget when He made me...

He gave me a happy family and most important of all - I'm healthy.

At the same time, when He made me, He remembered to give these traits to me...

Humours, laughters and smiles.

God knew that when He made me, I would be someone who is afraid of loneliness, so, He gave me FRIENDS.

Among all friends I have, there's this person - we started out as strangers, we knew each other by mistakes, we became closer by days and we ended up as each other's daily diary.

He came to me when he was down as well as when he was happy.
He came to me when he needed friends' opinions.
He came to me when he needed second thoughts.
He came to me when he wanted to tell me how his days went.
He came to me when he needed a good laugh.
He came to me when he needed my smiles and laughters.

At the same time...

I went to him when I wanted to complain.
I went to him when I wanted to grumble.
I went to him when I was depressed.
I went to him when I was tensed.
I went to him when I wanted to seek comfort.
I went to him when I gained weight and unhappy about it.
I went to him when I needed advices.

The common thing is that we found support in each other.

The moment he told me that he was going to Japan to pursue his dream of doing Masters in Engineering, my heart sunk - truly. I wanted so much to reach out for him but a lot of things held me back. When the day he was supposed to leave drew near, I found myself struggling to go through each and every day with a smile.

When the day of his departure came, I was feeling so heavy-hearted... I knew that he won't be back in the nearest time after his departure... I was telling him how heavy-hearted I was the night before because I could almost felt tears in my eyes but I was holding back... He was telling me how silly I was for feeling so and that he'd be back in no time.

When will "no time" be, in his context?

He reassured me everything will be fine, he'll be fine, he'll be alright and Japan is no foreign land to him already and that he will NOT forget to email me EVERYDAY.

Then, the night of 3rd of October came when I received an email from him, "I'm at Changi now, waiting to depart to Japan in three more hours, so, I thought I'd drop you an email to let you know I've safely reached Singapore."

He only had 15 minutes to online and the only thing on his mind was to email me.

*tears welling in the eyes*

Two days later, I received another email from him, "I reached Japan 2 days ago - I'm sorry I didn't get in touch with you earlier."

Later, I found out he was unable to get online because he didn't have an internet connection in his hostel and just so that he could contact me, he went all the way to one of the seniors he barely knew in another block to borrow his laptop and internet connection so that he could email me.

*tears trickling down the cheeks*

All the things he went through just to get in touch with me made me so touched. I was crying when I read his email... I didn't know what I would do if he was standing right in front of me at that very moment... Perhaps just holding him would be more than enough...

I found myself checking my email furiously these days from day to night because of him.

A part of me really wanted to tell him everything I'm feeling but somehow, I know it is NOT possible... It'll NEVER be possible... Remember the white lies?

跳进黄河都洗不净了...

I'm really feeling so emotional and guilty that somehow I wish I could wake up from this dream so that I don't need to somehow make both of us going through all these...

The song above by Jim Brickman and Martina McBride brings back a lot of ups and downs in life that we've been through together all these years...

I do realize that God loves me so much that He gave me so many best things in my life to me but at the same time, He gave me another precious thing - him.

I'm so freaking pissed...

*Entry removed because I feel so much better now.*

Amuleto by Jade Crystal

The other day I walked into Amuleto, it was because they said wireless service is provided for their customers. I was awed by the presentation of the restaurant - HONEST.


One word - SPLENDID!

Yeah, the arrangement of the tables, the nice sofas, the pretty glass and marble tables, the ambiance, the decorations - all... They are look so nice in RED.

When we were given the menus, I so much wanted to order either the cheese or the chocolate fondue but since it was like RM30 respectively, I decided not to order it. No, it wasn't because I can't afford the RM30, it was because I was worried of my weight more than anything.


Gobbling down the cheese or chocolate fondue will cause a raise in my daily calorie intake and believe me, I'll die kao kao after that.

Sigh...

I opted for their Set Lunch that day. I wanted Green Curry with Rice but too bad they told me they don't serve Green Curry on that day. I wanted something spicy so, it was quite disappointing but never mind... I ordered...


Fettucine ala I-don't-know-what. Haha... Sorry, I forgot the the name of this dish. Err... Lemme think... I think it should be Chicken Fettucine.

I wouldn't say the dish was splendid or so because on the whole - well, if you provide me with the ingredients, I can cook this dish too but since I opted for an economical lunch set that comes with free soup, dessert of the day and soft drink, I couldn't complain more.

Best of all, the Set Lunch is priced at RM13.90, in which with all the soup, dessert and drink, it's worth it lor...

~ Buttered Mushroom Soup ~

~ Sprite with Lime ~

Ah, well, the dessert of the day was three slices of pathetic-looking watermelon. Nothing special, so I didn't take any picture of the watermelon.

At the same time, Sandy and I opted for Cheesy Fries - RM8.


On the whole, the Cheesy Fries are nice but it's just that my camera of 5MP couldn't capture the nice-ness of the fries. Haha... I should get a DLSR instead - yeah, some day later, I will.

Well, if you think of going to Amuleto, this is the address...

Amuleto
Lot G(E)-015,
Midvalley Megamall.

So, my review of Amuleto would be...