June 22nd, 2009Sisterhood…

It’s 6.54am now… And I can’t seem to fall asleep. Must be because of the coffee I just had an hour ago.
While waiting for my lecture audio to be downloaded, here I am, browsing blindly around the internet. Emails, facebook, blogs, friendster, etc. Download at 58% now, and I’m wondering what should I do, then, blogging came to mind. Just a short boring post y’all…
Missing my darling and son badly. Darling is taking care of BabyBoy a few days while I study for exams. Sweet isn’t he? I’m starting to get jealous as BabyBoy follows my darling around more than me! But, i gotta admit, darling really do spend more time on BabyBoy than me. Haha.
Went out to buy Mc’d breakfast at 4am with Sandy. Hahaha. Can’t believe how much fun I am having with sis despite the stress of examination. Felt closer to her since I got back from aussieland. She’s the only one I have in this world and since we were kids, dad used to say, there’s only both of you, make sure you take care of each other. We do fight alot during childhood and believe me when I say our quarrels are bad, but hey, I don’t know what I’d do without her today. Ironic isn’t it? I love you, sis! Love, love, love, love…!!!
Ok, my download is done now. Chao~!

June 13th, 2009Muaks!

Studying.. Studying… This week defines all. Pressure and stress starts building up. Then my darling, came in with…. MANGOESTEEN!!!! My favorite! I tell u, he can be so sweet, then i could die of diabetic. Hahaha. Jst a metaphor.

This lyrics by Cascada, everytime we touch keeps play in my head round and round again.

‘Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can’t you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last
Need you by my side
‘Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can’t you hear my heart beat so,
I can’t let you go
Want you in my life

Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky
They wipe away tears that I cry
The good and the bad times, we’ve been through them all
You make me rise when I fall

Okay, gotta go back to my books… ops… here comes the lyrics in my head again… byezzzz….

June 12th, 2009Pretentious Girls…

Tik… tak. tik… tak. tik… tak. The ticking sound of my clock while I study my Algorithm & Data Structures at 2am in the morning.

Suddenly, a concern friend message me in msn asking if I’m ok. She must be curious about the angry statuses I’ve had in the pass couple of days on Facebook and MSN.

To all who wondered, what I’m about to write is what happen in the past couple of days. I’m “kinda” in an argument with a girl I know, and (unfortunately) someone I stay with before.

Note: Pardon me for the language I’m about to use, as it ain’t pretty.

She has always been a bitch since college days. There are cases where she back stabbed a lecturer which resulted in force resignation of that lecturer the worst thing is, she acts innocent! she rather hang out with guys rather than girls, flirty, etc.

It all started when I came across her blog where she post about things she bought from shopping spree. She wrote in her post:

“I realized I’ve been very depressed lately, and I just couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. Silently, I cried… the more I think, the more tears running down my cheeks. Thanks my boi for being there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. To cheer this little princess up, he decided to take her out for a little shopping, since everywhere is having mid-season sales now. Myer is the one which has the biggest stocktake sale going on in Australia. So, here is a list of items I’ve got for myself:”

Reading this, with good intentions this is exactly what I wrote:

” Hey Chris, how r u doing? In ur post u wrote, u mentioned that u were feeling depressed. How come? Maybe u could try to talk to girlfriends or close friends to cheer urself up. It’s way better than to go on shopping sprees whenever u feel down. In some cases, buying something u don’t really need.

Btw, how’s ur friends at bamboo? Seldom see u post any outings or gathering which u used to. Are u still working there? (One of the reason I ask this is because her birthday, her bf, and alex’s b’day falls on the same month n only the 3 of them celebrate all 3 b’days. She usually would invite friends over on her b’days. So i was asking out of concern) Anyway, take care of urself and cheer up. *huggies* “

SHE FREAKIN’ HELL DELETED THAT COMMENT MAN!!!

There were 4 comments before my comment but only mine got deleted. Angered, I post another comment: “eh? I leave a comment here before. How come it’s deleted?”

Guess what she answered? — “Hmm? No idea…”

That freakin’ 2 headed snake lor! It’s history repeating itself again.

So, this embarks the start of war between us:

HoneYBuNNY: What’s the purpose of having blog comments when u’ll only delete comments later? Lock ur friggin’ DAMN blog comments !!!

Christina: Funny people being funny as usual.

HoneYBuNNY: Some girls are simply blood sucking mosquitoes; yet they protect their dignity by claiming they EARN it! Muahaha. What a joke!

Christina: I don’t know when did I step on a dog’s tail and it keeps barking at me ~.~ how pathetic

HoneYBuNNY: With a hypocrite character, you wouldn’t know when u offend people. Btw, I think barking is not as bad as BLOOD SUCKING!

HoneYBuNNY: Hypocrites will never know the meaning of TRUE FRIENDSHIP…

Christina: Fake people will always remain fake. May God Bless u. (Using God’s name in vain.)

Christina: Life is not about comparing yourself or b*tching about people… “Grow up, get a life!”

Christina: just that someone started to bug my life n telling me what i should do n what i should not do… sigh

Christina: It creeps me out when ppl start “caring” so much about my life, every single dime I spent… *shivers* (Pretending again. shivering, konon)

Stacy Koay doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with spending UR OWN money. N don’t try 2 act innocent when u’re not. I just really can’t stand pretentious double headed snakes that does something and doesn’t admit.

Finally, I wrote: “I should stop being childish.My last msg 2 pretendious ppl: Maybe I should let bitches remain bitches & sluts remain sluts. Period.”

Note: I might miss out some of her points.

It’s a waste of time to argue with this kinda low class, kampung kinda thinking, immature, hypocrite girl. You should see her when she’s acting gedik.

And please don’t tell me this might all be a miss understanding as comments in her blog are auto-approved. And even if my comment so happen accidentally deleted, how come other comments before and after my comments exist?? Who are u trying to kid?

Another evidence is that: A friend of mine happen to see my comment before she deleted it, surprised to see me unexpectedly left comment in her blog.

The only thing in the near future I could think of is, keep a distance from this kinda person as you will never know when she’ll back stab you and pretend as if nothing has ever happen.

Note: People who’s about to leave comments, my comments are moderated and not auto-approved. But I wouldn’t be so cheap as to delete comments like some people….

March 29th, 2009Tom’s B’day

Sigh.. I never know I would say this, but, I miss working in the farm! Towards the end of my working in the farm journey, I actually had fun! Hard to believe right?

For those who knows me, I’m the kinda girl who never (ok, fine, seldom) touches house chores let alone work in the farm! At the beginning, it was hell on earth for me. For person which spends alot of time rolling on the bed rather than exercise, aches and bruises are the results of hard work everyday. All I could think of everyday was the day I never have to work again. After one and a half year of working in the lettuce farm, that day finally arrive.  And I had a heavy heart on my last day at work.

Anyway, March 13th marks the last day of work for my darling. It’s also Tom’s B’day!!! WoHooo~!

We had a party on Saturday and man, I tell u, it was a blast!

A video of the present we bought him. It was a voucher hidden under lotsa our beloved LETTUCE! The vegetable that all our sweat and blood goes to! Hahahaha…

Here’s a video of a little enviroment of the party.

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To sum it all, these are a great bunch of people to work and have fun with! I’m gonna miss you guys !!!

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March 13th, 2009My Love…

My darling is one of kinda guy…

  • He is the kinda guy that is big in body size but has a gentle character.
  • He is the kinda guy that would sweep me of my feet randomly and playfully.
  • He is the kinda guy who sits behind the class and gets praised by the lecturer for having the neatest handwriting
  • He is the kinda guy that is shy and quiet in crowds and meetings.
  • He is the kinda guy that is not cheeky with people that he’s not close with.
  • He is the kinda guy who would laugh quietly at jokes among friends and seldom tells a joke.
  • He is the kinda guy that has a loving nature. He loves animals and he cooks :- he wakes up early every morning and prepares my lunch box - we both work in the farm, so we’re always, always tired. (you get what I mean)
  • He is the kinda guy who is very, verycincai’ - He is willing to help classmates with their assignment - Help them to do the whole assignment even at request.
  • He is the kinda guy that has ZERO temper. Honestly, he has more tolerence than me.
  • He is the kinda guy that would wait patiently, being the good friend he is, helpful in every way :- without hoping to be repaid.
  • He is the kinda guy who is humble - rendah diri. And ask questions like “Why would you be with me? I am neither handsome, nor rich”
  • He is the kinda guy that says he doesn’t know to ‘tham’ girls…
  • Lastly, he is the kinda guy who is easy to go by un-noticed by girls like me - not exactly my type at first glance.

But you know what? I am thankful  that I found you. God has been kind to me, to bring us together. I can’t believe, I almost overlooked and let all the happiness anyone has ever know in the world slip through my fingers. After my past bad and painful relationship of 4 yrs ended, in my wildest dream I never knew such a man existed. Because of my past relationship (which I will blog about it later on) gave me the impression of what guys are. In a bad way. Their attitude, their thinking, their ignorance, etc.  KP opened up my eyes to the other type of guys.  Thank you for bringing all this happiness to my life. Till today, I still ask God, whatever did I do that is so good, to deserve a man like you in my life. I love you, darling.

As the old saying goes: It is every girls dream to find her knight in shining armour aka Mr. Perfect. Well, I think I have found mine.


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