Friday, September 30, 2005

Finally... BREATHE!
Exams are finally over, and now i dread the arrival of the results.

My boy's stucked in camp now, doing guard duty tonight. And apparently, they have a "guard dog" for company!

I'm missing my boy, can't wait to see him tomorrow. Party time!

Monday, September 26, 2005

For My Boy
Happy 3rd month anniversary to you. I love you.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Thanks Alot!
Ok, my previous entry caused a lot of big reactions for those who cared. Thank you all so much. I'm fine now, we're fine now. =)

Thanks to all who messaged me, be it over msn or sms, so sweet of you people. No worries about the previous post ok? Hugs to you all!

Saturday, September 24, 2005

It's Happening Again...
The 2nd to 3rd month curse is back.

Stupid shit happens again and again. And it has to happen again now. I don't want to relieve my past, I don't need to.

Finding fault, arguing over trival stuff, being an ass.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Ultimately Sweet
Whoever drops by your place despite having a serious diarrhoea, rests at your place for a few hours, heads back home past midnight, games with you a while online, then decide to come back to your crib just to spend the rest of the few hours of the night with you before heading back to camp?

The sweetest thing alive did that. =)

Went to AMK Community Hospital with my darling boy in hopes of being able to get the priscription prescribed by his MO but the stupid pharmacy at the hospital had to close so early. -_-

Headed back home and I cooked him dinner again. I love cooking for my boy ( although what I cook is very much just throwing frozen food into the toaster or microwave, and just having to cook the rice, porridge or pasta. ) It's fun!

Have to study again today, bummer.

Monday, September 19, 2005

What The Fuck
For losing a house key (misplacing it rather), is it fair to be railed at by you mum? In addition to that, she accuses you of being damn irresponsible and slams your room door as she exits. It's not fair.

My mom just did that to me. Only after that incident, then was I told that my key have been found at Dilun's place. When my mom entered my room again, she wanted to start railing at me again, but I told her the key's been found. Without even acknowledging, she just shut my door behind her. And the thing is, it's not like I lose my key every month or what. It's the first time in 19 years of my damned life that I lost my key (didn't really lose it afterall).

I don't expect an apology from her for accusing me and branding me as "irresponsible", but at least acknowledge the fact that my key isn't missing afterall right? Life's not great, I don't need more shit.
I hate it whenever you purchase the papers, everything else aound you becomes secondary. You become very oblivious to your surroundings, and the papers prevails everything. What's worse is that you could just simply walk away without saying a thing just to get your papers.

Playing the "non-existence" game? Perhaps. When you dug into your pocket for shillings, I knew you wanted to get the papers, but you could have at least said something. That's basic courtesy. What you did makes me feel that we're both separate entities. Just "you" and "I", not "us".

An hour and a half of silence is all I got from you, and it's still counting. Is it really such a chore toinform? And sometimes, may I ask of you to put your papers aside, because one thing for sure is that the papers would not run away or vanish into thin air just like that.

So wrong. Everything's starting to get so very wrong. Please let this end.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

What The Shit!
I awoke to the greatest shock of my life! With only 3 hours of sleep, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me when I saw 43 mails.

I thought: "ok maybe I'm just tired and my eyes are not focusing well", so yes, I rubbed them and looked again, still, Four and Three glued side by side and they didn't distant from each other at all. Forty-Three was staring hard right back in my face. Totally -_-" .

Can't seem to post the screen shot. =(

My boy got into the .38 finals and came in 4th. Same as two years back. I didn't make it into the finals, how sad, but it's okay. My preliminary scores sucked this year! Probably make a come back next year, we'll see about that.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Not Used To It
It's the first night after four nights that my darling boy isn't with me. And in about half an hour's time, he's got to head back to camp. That marks the end of his long MC.

Currently chatting and mapling with him till he heads back to camp.

Ich liebe dich lade Liebling.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

100 Hours and Counting...
It is exactly 100 hours we've been together. Impossible? Believe it.

Met my boy at 1535hrs on Saturday, and we've been together ever since then. Hurhur. He's been staying over at my place for 3 consecutive days and last night was spent at his crib instead. Crazy how we can even reach the 100 hours mark. Madness. But that's us.

Poor boy is knocked out at the moment due to his medication. And I'm off to maple land.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Ice Cream Stash
Mom just bought a lot of ice cream, and when I say a lot, I really mean A LOT! Imagine having 30 over drumsticks stashed in your own freezer. That's the amount of drumsticks I have at home.

If I'm not wrong, there is more than just 30. Mummy bought 30 two days ago, and she just bought more today, so go figure.

And with that, how am I going to diet with all those yummy ice cream sitting in my freezer taunting and tempting me? sigh. Determination is the key to it all but I'm lacking it recently.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Everyone is Masked
Can you consider someone who makes use of you as a "friend"? Define the word 'friend'. It makes me ponder sometimes, do we as humans expect too much from others that we feel they fall short if they do not meet up to our expectations?

Sometimes, some people really do just make use of others. Nothing to do with high expectations or anything, but it is all just neatly placed on the desk and obviously seen. A facade, is that all it really is? Humans, are they just walking bodies with warped logics and nasty thinkings?

I can't help but feel that some people on this earth are wasting precious oxygen. Why fight with others who are more worthy to live?

I'm ranting, and I don't freaking care. Sue me.
Darling's the Best
My precious is and will be the sweetest ever! Dined at Fish n Co today, or yesterday rather. There was a short period of blackout at the glass house, so cool! Nice ambience with the lights out! HAHA!

I love the way we are able to settle things after a heated argument and just see things in the bigger perception. I love the way he's so understanding and giving. I love the way he's so goofy around me and simply being himself. I love the little things he do to me smile.

Dilun, I heart. =)

call me tiger