My oh my.

My friendster account initially was only viewable by my friends and at the “about me” slot, I have this message “Just dont message me or add me if you’re a complete stranger to me”. I just cannot tahan having strangers adding me in friendster for their pleasure. I even have some guys blocked in friendster.

I mean, I dont even add some of my acquaintances. Let alone strangers. Some of my friends are not even on my friend’s list.

Recently, there was this male stranger whom added me in friendster. Of course, I rejected it. Today marks the 4th time I rejected his invitation.

Some people just dont get the message, do they?

I emo.

Ta.

A few days ago, one my pals was upset about a friend of hers, copying her style, her taste and etc. I then tried to cool her down and told her maybe that friend of hers just wanted to get to close her by having and doing similar things or she maybe she find Wendy’s taste better than her own and decided to just follow. Pretty harmless.

You see, close friends tend to imitate each other unconsciously. It is not wrong at all. Everybody does that just that they are not aware of it.

For example :

Mr. A bought a very practical pen holder which is cheap and useful and stylish. Mr.B, Mr.A’s good friend, saw it and decided to get himself one to make his working desk looks tidier.

This is totally healthy. I would be happy if I were Mr. A if I was able to help Mr. B in anyway.

If I were a little more petty, I would been upset over this. But I understand that it might just be a coincident and of course, maybe she didnt know that I have taken dozens of such pictures or if my pictures served my best friend as inspiration, I would be glad .After all, we’re friends for so many years.

Anyway! I now get a chance to display some of my camwhore glories! =P

This is actually the first picture I have taken in the dark and fell in love with it(taking picture in the dark) immediately.

And this, is serving as the picture in my blog banner.

So satisfying after posting so many pictures. Wakakaka. More of my trademark pictures to come soon, I hope. Hehe.

Ta!

Yesterday I found out that it is confirmed that I must go to Aussie this July. There isnt any subjects left for me to take here. That means, I’ll be leaving the The Guy for some period of time. I really dont want to but am left with no choice. We have less than 5 months to spend time together until I graduate and get back here. That, saddens me.

We are both often occupied with different things and that makes things more difficult. It is really difficult for me to not see him. He has been a great support to me emotionally. He shown me many things and I dont want to lose all the moment.

It is so difficult. Like he always say, we will have to do to what we have to do. And I often wonder if this is what I have to do. I mean, its not even what I wanted. It doesnt make me happy. In fact, it pressured me a lot. Why must I do this to put myself through all this? Oh. It is all for my mother’s will.

Of course, it is also for my future. But to ensure that I will have a future, there are so many other ways. Such as studying something I like. There are other ways that I can be happy and have a future. Why must I be unhappy along the way? Oh. That is because I am not the one paying.

Like I have said in my previous post, money isnt everything. All the expenses are being paid but I am not happy, at all. I think what I want should be heard and be brought to attention. The era of “money makes the world go round” has past.

Emotions are setting in. Demands are setting in. Personal preferences are setting in. Most important of all, the wants for happiness are setting in.

I dont mean that we do not need money. We do but it is not everything. It is not the most important thing. In some matters, money cant help. Money cannot buy happiness. Money cannot buy the time I could be spending with The Guy. Money cant buy back my Dad’s life.

In some people’s eyes, I am just a stupid bitch whom doesnt appreciate what I have. But to me, they are the stupid bitches who are materialistic, they are the stupid bitches whom have not been through emotional pain. So I guess its even. Anyway,

Happiness > Money

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Woah. Another year has past. Time flies. I have spent CNY in many places before but this has to be the most quiet one because my family is not visiting and not expecting guests too! That is because we dont have many friends and relatives in KL so my mum thought she could skip the hassle, which suits me.

I have to thank one of my readers, Crispy, for sending me a picture of how Kuching looks like when the clock struck midnight during CNY eve.

Picture courtesy of Crispy. Thank you!

Every few years, CNY has a new and different meaning to me. When was I was kid, it was the crowd and ang paus which made me anticipate. It was a lot of money considering my parents would give us 500 and my dad’s friends would give us 50 and sometime 100 each. Not to mention the feast my mum would come up with.

To make CNY merrier, my dad would bring us to places which sold fireworks and we could choose whichever ones we wanted. One year, we bought too many and we couldnt finish. Those CNYs were the best, ever.

As I grew older, I soon found out that the ang pau money of course was all gone.

CNY has a completely different meaning to me the year we celebrated with one family member short. My could dad was no longer with us and that particular CNY felt so dead and cold.

The past few CNYs meant visiting friends’ houses and have fun(ang paus were no longer the issue). This year, CNY means staying at home and live life like a pig. I think that might last for a few years before it changes again.

Again, Happy Chinese New Year, people. May you all lead a happy and healthy life.

Ta!

After reading someone’s post about her roller coaster life, I thought of mine.

Hers is the typical family problem but so is mine but in different aspect. Both reflect that money isnt everything for it could only provide temporary happiness. Its love and attention which can avoid kids like us to suffer from emotional pain.

I cannot and dont want to talk too much about my unsual life to get the point to you. So, go figure it by yourself.

Ta.

Happy Chinese New Year!!

Happy holiday too

This is for you, Baby. Hope you like it. =)

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If you have listened to that clip, please leave a comment saying if I should or should not post anymore podcast… because I think I am going to post some of my singings. However, if its gonna scare my readers away, I wont want to do that Please be kind >.<

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The Guy dislikes the whole Valentine’s Day thingy because it has being commercialised. In fact, many people dislike it because of that fact. I personally do not see why we have to dislike it because it has being commercialised. Sure, I do not and would not go and buy those overpriced things but it does not mean that I have to dislike that day.

Fortunately for me, The Guy only dislikes the commercialised part of V’s Day. I mean, I am not some dumbo whom wants him to spend a fortune on me over things that we can get much cheaper normally. For example, flowers; the most common one.

Set aside the commercialised issue, we still had a pretty romantic day; at least to me

I was thinking of us going somewhere to take pictures of the night scenery after dinner. Just spend some quality time together and have fun, just the two of us since we havent spent time doing something together for a long time(was travelling) and we probably wont be free for th enext few days to meet up.

We had dinner, Jap food, and the restaurant was so full and demanded that when we left at about 9.30pm, many people were still waiting outside the restaurent for a tables. Dinner was happifying, as usual(dinners with him are always happifying) just that we had slightly better food than usual.

Next we did something which we havent done for a long, long time. Something which we only did once when we were still courting. Something which was quite romantic. Hehehe . Cannot stop myself from smiling now as the images of us almost a year ago drifting into my mind What is it we did? Not telling. >P

Ta!

Okay. I am back in KL.

Did I mention that I shifted, again? Yea. I shifted. For the 5th time in 4 yrs. So tiring. I just got my internet minutes ago. Was so bored can die.

Anyway, I am going to blog about the those I bought from Taiwan.

Rm40 shoes. Very comfy!

Rm40 boots. Too cheap to not buy.

My lovely Puma

See through holes.

Let your feet breath!

My another lovely Puma

Pwetty pwetty pink and brown colour

I am a Puma fan. I have 5 pairs of Pumas, not including one pair of their Limited edition(cant remember the name of the shoes) one with its very own ID number. Not a huge number but to a slipper-person that I am, I think its pretty sufficient already. Not to mention my Nikes and Rockports I wanted to take pictures of all member of my little Puma family but two pairs of them are in Kuching. Maybe next time >.<

I just cant resist pretty lil shoes.

Ta.

Changes of my hair style. Starts from 2003 to 2007. Gonna leave for airport now. Do give comments. Bye!

New hair style!

I am.

I burned my brother’s toe once when we were kids.

I delibrately destroyed one of my brother’s game disk because he bullied me.

I stole candies from a supermarket when I was kid.

I told lies.

I threw a scissors at my maid when I was a kid, left her knee with a cut.

I spend a lot, a lot of $$ which was not mine.

I gossip behind people’s back.

I used to argue with my mum quite regularly.

I skipped a lot of tuition classes, tutorials and lectures.

I hurt people’s feelings before.

I kept the change once when some cashier gave me extra.

I kicked my dad off the bed before.

I plucked my neighbours’ flowers when I was a kid.

I once left a restaurant without paying.

I have broken my promises before.

I blocked a lot of people in msn.

I laugh at others when misfortunate incidents happen to them(like kena whack by ball on the face) all the time.

I littered a few hours ago.

I am lazy.

I pee-ed in the pool when I was a kid.

I switched people’s textbooks and bottles when I was primary school.

I cried crocodile tears before, when I was a kid.

I vandalised school properties when I was high school.

I am sure there are a lot more but I cannot recall anymore.

Woah. I am/was so evil. Tsk tsk.