Tuesday, May 3, 2011

My Love Post.



Finally I'm back to blog.
This time I'm gonna post with pictures so no worries.

I know blog is like my private space but still people will update themselves often with this lil not updated corner of mine.

People who knows me should know I'm not a very computer person or rather I'm too lazy to use lappy.
Today marks a very special start of my so called new life so I should blog.
Can anyone guess what's it? (If you followed me on twitter you would have known)


Yes my poor boy is enlisting TODAY.

So much for not seeing him for 2 weeks, I wrote him letters just days before today.
Letters enough to last him for 2 weeks, not till his book out.

For people whom have seen him, bet you all know his presence is like mine.
When you see him, you see me. Like his sister once said we're like glued already, and that was just when we got together.
I am so dependent on him daily, now that I can't see him for 2 weeks, its torturing.

- no more purple line;
- no more "leticia"
- no more supper;
- no more warm hugs to bed;
& this list continues....



For those who have been through this yea you guys will know my feeling.
Just can't stop crying these days even before he's going in.
I cried to bed and he was asking me why....

I haven't really been so attached to anyone before, so its really tough for me.


So minutes after I started writing this post, best friend called.
He's the best when it comes to being a really good friend.
He knows when to do things and when not. We're so close many would thought we're together and often his or my partner will be jealous.
Yet this time I'm so so glad that my nini can clique with him.

Still remember the first time we went out to eat together. Was a total hard time. Yet now they are quite good! :D
Plus they will see each other daily now I'm so jealous.
(bear with me I want to write all out here)
*I love my bf he just cliques with all people I know.


So I was talking to best friend and asking how's the new batch in.
Well my ex is in his company (so happening) and my boy is in another.
He told me to cheer up cause he doubts bc will be calling.
And so I texted the boy and true enough, he injured himself and can't call. That moment I really want to start bursting into tears.

He told me he misses me so much and put his :'( face behind.

I'M A TOTAL FAGGOT WHEN I SEE THAT. I CAN'T STAND GUYS CRYING. I will feel SUPER UBER SAD.

So because mummy is just beside me I sucked up my tears, but the second text I totally cried. lol.
Enough of words pictures up now.




No more pedi/mani
no more working out
no more act cute face

no more ak (ah kua)



no more snapshots


no more oily face
no more supper

no more carrying bag
no more hugs


no more hair blowing





and of course, no more facial time.


I just hope he will be fine, and out soon.
I know its not the end of the world.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Birthday.

Hello, its 27 again. And this time its march 27, one day after my birthday.

What am I doing here?
To complain. About things. People. Relationship.


I don't know why I have so many things to complain. Maybe its like what someone said, ima perfectionist, I want everything to be perfect-my way; my style.

Yet most of the times I wont speak about it, I want that someone or whoever to know it.
Because I feel that if he/she understands me, he/she will know what I want and how I want things to be.

Unfortunately, I haven't found someone that truly knows me.

Its sad you know, because though I might have friends who are friends with me for years, they still don't know what I want.

Makes me feel: what for I have friends then?


Here are the list of things I liked/ never liked:

- I like surprises.
- I hate people to ask me what I want (for gifts/presents)
- I like you to let me cool down and talk to me after awhile (in a fight or what)
- I hate to make decisions even its my big day. (If you got the heart you will plan all for me)
- I like to stfu when im not in the mood
- I hate friends who ask bout my bday when they have no intention at all to celebrate for me.
- I like presents more than treats.
- I hate good/best friends who knows its my bday yet they don't wish me. (They should fuck off from my life)
- I like people to wish me in texts than FB. (Fb is for losers la)



A lot more right?
This year I only ate cake once, compared to last year its nothing.
I will post again with all the people I wanna thanks.

And to some, or rather the one, that I don't wanna see. You better get lost with all your new friends.


Last, happy belated birthday to me.
(I shall pamper myself with a watch soon)

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