uncle..

Ah...the nick i hear about people sometimes are weird. Like when I call somone who is younger than me and have no blood ties "uncle". Off and on, he'll alwiz ask me whether i missed him cuz he's in aussie and i'm back here. Sometimes he's irritating, other times he's rude, often times it gets on my nerve when he repeats the same thing each time i come online on the pretext of me not missing him and he's very sad. hahahha... well, don't we all take our bro n sis for granted that at times you shout at them? well, i don't shout at my uncle but then when i get mean... I shoot him with words that he can't reply. Oh well, he also likes to shoot me with words too... and the last time he came back for a holiday.. he shoot me left, right and centre plus he was downright rude and while driving my mom's car and telling me her brakes are perfect. When i call him his name...he shoots me saying i'm downright rude and not adressing him by his given title esp when he goes like " you dont respect older ppl" ...yes, thats the time i'm speechless. I tot i was the older one.

But with all the bad points, he's one when i look to for tips during exams... he's also the one when i feel bored I talk to... the one when i have a dilemma i go looking for him .At times the respond i get will somehow calm me down and cause me to ponder on what i did. He do make sense sometimes but when he's full of cock, he dont make what-so-ever sense. Somehow I love him but yet i hate him. Weird feeling lah..hard to describe. This post is dedicated to him.. my unofficial "uncle"

p.s :sorry ah..cannot put up pictures

what nots

I got a reply from my uncle... this is what he got to say..

appreciate what u have
make a decision n stay by it, if it is wrong, make corrections n learn from it
te future is not for us to think or see or even predict. do what ever u need to do NOW, every second counts!!!
and stop bitching about the future
btw, wether fuzz is romantic or not, most important, are u happy being with him? are you who you think you are when with him? do you feel lighten if you talk to him about your problem?
keep the answers to urself, it is not important for me to know :p

--uncle--

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What uncle say its true. Although uncle is so engaged in playing that golf game that keeps him occupied.. he got a point here. Appreciation is the key word that i missed in everything. Should learn to stop bitching... and try to be happy instead. Its time people move on..so let it go. I'm just being selfish about it so, I'll have to be abit more generous. Don't let small things bother me..just focus on what's important.

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Anyway, the most embarassing moment for someone i know was... when a lady walk up to her and asked her.." how much did you pay for your dentures ?" .. I know, I was bursting in laughter when I heard that...

confused?

Somehow, here I am at college typing something for my blog. I can't access blogger but then I could access photobucket. Its an ingenious way of going around to where I wanted. Yes, uncle...all i need now is a hug. Life is full of weird things. Sometimes it hits you at your face leaving you breathless from all the crap the world gives us. At times, you just don't know what should you do in life. Is it path A or path B? should i do or should I not do it? would my stance be different or should I stand by it? choices choices choices... Even lostsoul were asking me the other day while we were congregating for a drink at a commonplace that I should give it much thought on what is my plan for the near future. Is he the one or is he not the one? I try not to think so far but then again, the woman in me gave much thought into it. We have been through a good one year. Not much downs....or ups... quite stable. According to some sources... I should cherish it. And giving much thought into it... yes, I should. I have just got to make up my mind to stick to this one and not think of anything or anyone else.

Fuzzy is not a romantic.. but then again, somehow it didnt matter in this relationship. I learn from mistakes not to expect much and I think i'm faring quite good. At times it do but then , brushing them aside and closing one eye works. Is it because I have less expectations from him comparatively? Maybe or mayb not. We have not celebrated valentines due to time constraints, my birthday was with my friends and our anniversary was at macdonalds. Yes it  was lame... it was saddening but then it didnt bother me. Is it because I deemed him as someone not utterly important so I dont expect much from him or rather the I'm very much matured so this kinda events ain't that important anymore. I'm bothered it turned out to be something lame... fucking utterly lame somemore.

Think of it, my blog doesnt hold any real substance. It has always been my space where I rant and bitch about everything that happen in my life. Its not about politics or other world issues but its about me. My cousin had blogged about politics and his scholorship was taken away from him. Blogging nowdays consists of stringent rules.

Somehow, I realised that I have very little real friends. I have lots of hie and bye friends but when it comes to someone I really talk and share my thoughts with... I cant even name a handful. Weird really when alot of my friends think of me as the social bird. Anyway happy birthday to jan and all august babies.... I need a drink so ciow !!

issues..

DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singin' in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

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Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

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On another note, uncle has started fiction writing and somehow I got confused with the characters in his plot. I think he involved too many people or rather introduced them all too suddenly and very much in detail. It gives me the headache to read them... or maybe I read them in the middle of the night. On the other hand, with my deepest attitude...I wanna thank him for helping me find the relevant information... It was my fault for not reading carefully what the question wanted as I was going on and on about not getting the information I neeeded. Thanks to you, I saved alot of trouble surfing for more info. Thank you , thank you and thank you uncle.

Motivation seems like a lack of lately. It has come to a point whereby I spend my whole day sleeping before using up my reserved over the first 3 days of college and then another 2 days of the week recuperating. I know, the lazy bum in me recognise the need to exercise so that I am not lethargic but then the laziness in me overwhelmed me completely that the only exercise i get is while I'm talking or walking to college for that 15minutes.

I took a look at my shoe rack.. I realised that, my shoe collection if pretty daff. 3 pair of sneakers, 2 flats, 2 party shoes, 1 normal heels, 1 formal black heels, 1 ankle boots at a weird shade from Esprit and i realise that, I dont have enough party shoes high enough to walk in and then feel the ache in my knees and heels. Yes, girls are pretty stupid when they can die walking in a pair of heels that is drop dead georgeous but bleeds and cuts into your flesh. Its either that or you pay through your nose for a comfortable ugly looking aunty shoes. Then again, if you are willing to pay abit more than the usual rm60 a pair of shoes to an upgrade of rm150 and above, I am pretty sure..you get abit more comfort from the pair of heels as its just a tad more branded.. Of course, I'm not talking about Jimmy Choo or Manolo Blahniks.

My collection of handbags is none existant... its so sad to look at them. When i start working, I'll get more decent shoes and handbags not to mention clothes and more clothes . The kiamsiap-ness in me will of course scream and show its tantrum but then again , the side of me where I want to pamper myself will show itself once a while. I wow to take control of that side. I guess, the circle of friends you mix with do play a part on you buying and spending your money. For instance, my best friend is a spendthrift. She thinks more of quantity rather than quality because you'll just wear it for a few years then discard them due to various reasons. I agree with her in alot of sense but then again, my another friend shows the difference one has when you wear a beautifully tailored skirt that will last you a decade if you don't put on weight.

Back to that issue of household consumption in the economic sense, when one has money to spend on himself, they will spend them on himself but then will only spend rm5 on a lets say bathing sponge or the evil fugly gaudy photo frame for a christmas pressie to his ex. Does that constitute getting back at each other? or does that shows that one is selfish and only care for oneself (wtf...why am i repeating myself?) Anyway, another good friend of mine told me that, never date a guy who is so stingy. She quote that because of her brother who is a stingy calculative poker . Of course I draw a fine line between stingy and something one could afford. Its understood when one cannot afford lavish gifts to shower upon your gf but then when one could afford a gucci bag for himself and cannot even treat his girlfriend, tsk tsk tsk..shame on you ( yeah yeah..sounds so familiar huh..william lah who else) . Anyway as a student I will always have monetary constraints or like a firm in financial distress. I understand when one paktoh as a student, you cannot afford to shower your gf with pressies and no, Im not bitching about fuzzy. On another note, I hate it when one of your good friend spend rm8 on a photo frame for christmas for you. WFT man, I hate those pressies. I rather not receive them than trying to get rid of them afterwards. Just get me a card or a stalk of rose that cost Rm1.50 or something, at least I will keep those.

Yeah yeah, call me a money minded bitch or something. How much one tries to deny the fact that its not important, then tell me people...what do you eat if you don't have money? sand and grass for lunch and dinner? hypocrite in the making...thats what i call you. It is important in a sense but then not everything money can buy I admit.


p.s: I have no idea why I bitch this way today

long long time..

Its been such a long time since I last wrote something here besides those pictures. Somehow, each time I type something down..I'm constantly reminded of the fact that I am revealing my private life into words that could be read by anyone who have internet access. I was also told by another person that its dangerous.. At times, I can't help but rant online. How much could a friend sit and listen? Although I know this space is not a someone who could give me the feedback but then its still an outlet for me to rant and bitch incessantly about anything that strikes my fancy. I've even got the ultimatum when my best friend wasn't too keen on me dating fuzzy that if anything were to happen, I shall not moan and groan to her.

Anyway, one year passes by so fast. Its literally by a blink of an eye. It seems like yesterday only i stepped into TBS and yes, alot of my friends remember that during orientation I got someone to tagged along. hhahah... and now look at me, I've grown and I've comed to called TBS my college whereby just 3 years ago it was a foreign place.

I feel that life is so different from TAR college. It was a place where we got to walk far to reach another block and walking out of campus to eat was a bloody chore. Here in Taylors, we gotta put up with expensive food and it sucks. Friends here are different. Most of them speaks in english which I'm comfortable at although they prefer to speak among themselves in mandarin or whatever language they are more fluent in.

Anyway I'm off now to hunt for manga. So, to my uncle... congratulations in graduating and work hard to turn into a semi pro.

lang tengah idylic lifestyle

Holiday at Lang Tengah was somewhat an experience one would not forget. Beautiful corals and beautiful marine life. The 8 hour bus ride was quickly forgotten. Anyway our bus run a slight glitch and pit stop for nearly an hour but still we make it to Kuala Terengganu in the 8 hour mark. Just image how fast he must be driving after that one hour stop. 3 days 2 nights was actually at 2days 2nights because we left the island on the 3rd day at 8.30am.

A fishing boat off the island at sunset. In this side of Lang tengah, we could only see the sunset and not the sunrise as sunrise is on the other side of the island.

It has crystal clear waters on its shoreline itself and its protected by the marine park laws. We were feeding the fishes near the shoreline with bread.

Its in the morning and the tide is still high..It covers the small jetty the resort have.

In the evening, playing with the camera functions. Thanks to him I have shadow of his hands on my face.

One whole day of snorkling and this is what u get, a tired fuzzy nodding off at the table. hahaha..

Using corals... they were aplenty on the shoreline. Literally littered with corals that walking on the sand somehow was a challenge without the incessant "ouch" every two step

holding hands by the big rock

Caught him at the moment. The other side of the beach from where we stayed.

After one day, I have a nice tan.

cam whoring ...

On the jetty... uncle, this is for u...I don't owe u anything ok..

My graffitti on the sand in black and white.

another resort on the other side of the island.

It was a beautiful island with a wide range of fishes and corals. The fine white powdered sand was littered with corals as the shoreline was filled with corals. Give it another 100 years, those dead corals will be fine powdered sand. The ride back from the island on the open top speed boat was scarry. We nearly toppled into the water a few times... And it did cross my mind wat happen if I were to be flung out into the sea.. Not a very good immagination I have. Scary though.

Sigh... I want another island trip and an all weather olympus digital camera so i can take it down with me while I snorkle