The last 2 weeks were incredible! I get to meet my boyfriend again after 6 months of separation. Man, I miss him so much!

Before going to pick him up from the airport, I told my friend “hey, I am pretty nervous. After all, I haven’t seen him for 6 months!” Indeed, I was pretty nervous, sweaty palms etc lol. Anyway, I was standing there for almost an hour before I saw him walking out from the Arrival Hall. My heart was pumping very fast. Yes, I miss him lol.

Since then, we had out little trip to Port Dickson again, the nearest beach. Unforgettable memory lol. Walking for a few km under the hot weather to reach to another hotel, private pool, watching National Geographic Channel & BBC, lots of room services, heaps of hot showers and disappointed for no buffet (still ). It was awesome Then lots of trips to Cold Storage to hunt for food, Jusco for desks, rearrange the room, left over KFC, and heaps of complaining for not getting the light in my room done lol. Then we had our romantic night at Mandarin Oriental Hotel that next to KLCC on 30th December 2009. Despite I was feeling unwell, I love that night so much.

Time passed very fast as we were really enjoying it. 2 weeks came and left. I had to send my boyfriend back to the airport. Didn’t cry this time, well at least not in front of him. Sad, but I held it back. Thinking to see him again in 6 months is rather happy yet sad. Each separation is getting harder and harder. I cannot really take it anymore. When he told me “well, don’t leave again?” I burst into tears.

Now, I am very tired, hoping to graduate soon. I am very very happy that I pass that difficult subject which I though I was screwed. Still have 1 more subject and 1 graduation project to go. Must have to do well in current 2 subjects! I will do my best

p/s: I am so happy Bebe is coming with me!

Just realized that I can’t really handle that much problems and stress as I used to be. Unsolved problems or matters just do the merry-go-round in my head and always feel like something stuck in my heart. Pretty stressful. Guess I am getting old now, used up all the energy already *cough cough* or I am stepping into the “Strawberry World” and soon to become a citizen of the Strawberry chick (草莓妹) lol.

I really should loosen up a bit. I don’t really want depression to visit me again lol. A lot of stuff to do lately. Many in a day, have to be multi tasks. I really hope that I could have some spare time for myself. The short break wasn’t enough to recharge myself from all the works, stress, and more stress. My day is not about my day anymore. It’s fill with house chores, picking sisters from here and there, some more house chores, then now university stuff, part time. Whoa! Where is MY TIME to read and really sit down and enjoy a task-free moment? I don’t even have much time to talk to my boyfriend since then. Busy!

After this post I have to start digging for information for my assignment that I MUST finish before next Tuesday *sigh*.

Well, part time coming this weekend. I am actually quite looking forward to it. After all, I always have been wanted to work at the front-counter to meet different customers etc. Heard that there’s gonna be 3 consulors there with me in the booth that day. Pretty much existing. Hopefully I won’t be too nervous and make myself a weirdo or lost my professional that day

Right. Back to Work!

Cheap = Low Quality?

As I washed the dishes earlier, and look at the water cleaner we have, I realized that some people really have the “dog eyes”. They are nice to the rich and bully the poor. I have deal with many people like that in my life by judging on me outlook and things I used. So what if I want to buy cheap things from the market? So what if I wear this really torn jeans and old flip flop? They are all nice as long as they are durable and pretty to me. I don’t care they are torn on me, so why do these people care? LOL!

Branded stuff not necessary to be better than the cheap no-brand-market stuff. You are just paying more because of the advertisement you and other people around the world see over and over again. So, it pretty much sounds like you are paying your $ for other people who buy or didn’t buy the product.

For me some of the no-brand products are more durable for the branded product. For instance, I used to buy a “tick” brand shoe which cost me heaps but it wore out and the bottom and front rubber came off after a while. On the other hand, I got this shoe that I bought from The Warehouse in New Zealand which stated “Made in China” (which also I believe that the “tick” company also outsourced their products there), hey hey hey, I have been wearing it for 2 years and I’m still wearing it, just as I bought the first day. Cool huh?

Geek Girl

So, I watched this dancing competition the other day and the girl team did really bad in the second round because they did not like their theme “Star Wars”. I was like “how could you not like it? ” (Of course, I meant the old one). Star Wars is classic! Then “Opps!” I realized I have been turned into a sorta science fiction maniac like my boyfriend lol. He made me watched all of the old Star Wars and Star Trek series and movies, plus the other science fiction series. Wow! I’m insane! At the end, I am brain washed and yeah I started to like science fiction stories. Some of them are actually quite good

Lastly…

And…

Wake me up before you go go by Wham

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMCO7Ro4tRI

My car was hit until the driver seat door could not be opened. So this girl claimed that she was not paying attention on the road and said sorry.

After the negotiation, they decided to take me to this car shop where it’s her boyfriend relative car repair shop.

So,

1. I had to take my car to this place early in the morning. Deal with the car dealer on my own.

2. They said no more white colour door but dark red and green. Of course I don’t want it! It wasn’t my fault to got my car hit?! At the end, decided to take a more expensive white door.

3. Had to ask my autie to pick us up from the shop and send us home, and take us back again to the shop later in the evening.

4. Called to talk to this repair man and he bitched at me for kept asking him to hurry hurry while it was the other man asked me to call and ask around 3 or 4 pm (I called at 3.30 pm and only called one time).

5. He said things will be done around 6 to 7 pm but called back and said done at 4.40 pm. Hmmm.

6. Was humiliated by the repair man and blamed for coming late. Doh! Office finish time and autie had to rush from her place to our place then back to the shop!

7. Mocked me for not knowing how to drive in front of everybody.

I have had enough. It wasn’t my fault for this ok? I was a victim too! Wasted my whole day waiting for the car to get fixed and yelled at the repair man while the lady who hit my car just had to pay without showing up etc. So irresponsible! Oh, the “new” door is actually a second hand door which is worse than the one I had. Scratches here and there. Sigh.

Well, I can only hope things gonna be better tomorrow!

Found a game just now called “Alice is Dead”. Great scene, beautiful art, nice music. He really created a creepy scene with the aids of the song. Try it.

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/511552

Pictures speak louder than words!

Bun & Bebe

Bebe the Lion King!

CIMB bank sent me an Outlaw Octo

LOL Octo sucks Bun’s blood

Stuff

Hand-made Bag (I made it!)

Book that I bought for sister. Hope that she will read it someday…

Food

McDonald breakfast with sister on Saturday morning.

That’s all for today

During 17th and 18th, we went to PD and Melacca for a holiday trip. Since it was a public holiday on Saturday, all of the hotel rooms were more expensive than usual. We finally got into a hotel called Astana Sunshine Beach Resort (something like that). RM 300 for public holidays, 1 seaview department, 2 rooms and 2 toilets. Sounds pretty good. The room was big but it smelled funny and pretty old. Some of the facilities in there were broken and only 2 local channels were shown on the television =______=; No activities in the hotel as well… except for BBQ. However, an extra RM 50 had to pay for it where they would provide tools for BBQ.

We visited the muzeum, ostrict park, and the night market in Port Dickson. I felt sorry for them as there were not many entertainment around PD. No cinemas, no proper boutiques, not even a proper stationary shop… I feel very lucky to stay in a big city Anyhow, I enjoyed playing in the sea with my sisters and then we played in the pool for a little while. Dinner was seafood of course. Yum yum!

I didn’t sleep well that night because the room was too old, really. And the crazy people at the BBQ had the music really loud until it rained around 2 am in the morning. No phone to call directly to the receptions or customer service centre otherwise I would ask them to tell them off. Sad.

We went to Melacca the next day. Pretty nice day actually, very very hot. A lot of tourists there. We had chicken rice balls for lunch and walked around the town. Took some pictures and all that.

So that’s it. A nice relaxing trip ended in a very hot day.

Beautiful song. Can’t help to be tearful first time I heard it.

O Mio Babbino Caro is an aria from the opera Gianni Schicchi (1918), by Giacomo Puccini. The meaning of the song is actually pretty depressing, but it shows how much the girl loved her beloved. Beautiful indeed.

O mio babbino caro
Mi piace, è bello, bello
Vo’ andare in Porta Rossa
a comperar l’anello!
Sì, sì, ci voglio andare!
e se l’amassi indarno,
andrei sul Ponte Vecchio,
ma per buttarmi in Arno!
Mi struggo e mi tormento!
O Dio, vorrei morir!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!

Oh my dear papa
I like him, he is handsome, handsome
I want to go to Porta Rossa
to buy the ring!
Yes, yes, I want to go there!
And if my love were in vain,
I would go to the Ponte Vecchio
and throw myself in the Arno!
I am being consumed and I am tormented!
Oh God, I’d want to die!
Papa, have pity, have pity!
Papa, have pity, have pity!

I’ve learn how to dance Lip Gloss by Lil’ Mama. Haha, still can’t believe that I can learn a dance Now, I will try the dance from a song Janet Jackson – Someone to Call My Lover. Hopefully can take some time to do that Guitar practicing is still going ok so far Oh yeah, did I mention that Micheal Branch and John Mayer were the people who give me the motivation to play guitar? They are awesome

Lalala

Maybe we’ll meet at a bar
He’ll drive a funky car
Maybe we’ll meet at a club
And fall so deeply in love
He’ll tell me I’m the one
And we’ll have so much fun
I’ll be the girl of his dreams maybe

My my
Looking for a guy guy
I don’t want him too shy
But he’s gotta have the qualities
That I like in a man
Strong, smart, affectionate
He’s gotta be all for me
And I’ll be too
You see happily

Maybe we’ll meet at a bar
He’ll drive a funky car
Maybe we’ll meet at a club
And fall so deeply in love
He’ll tell me I’m the one
And we’ll have so much fun
I’ll be the girl of his dreams maybe

Was actually not a bad day to go out with friends until later tonight. I’m very depressed, again. Feel like giving up everything I’m doing and just suicide. Of course, I know it would be stupid to do that. But that suidiced-feeling is coming back again. It’s a bit selfish to do it I suppose. I’m very upset in trusting and loving people, cause, most of the time, they just won’t see that you’re good or see that I’m trying to do my best to make them happy. Too many misunderstanding between dad and us. I’m too tired to explain or trying to sort things out. Maybe it is just how I am, let the time to settle everything. No more energy trying to solve any problems, really.

Feel like my boyfriend doesn’t really want to continue or go any further. I’m very tired to know or get upset everyday just like before. I just want to settle everything before or maybe it will get worse. I don’t know.

I want to start a whole new life.