this week started off as a hell for me.
as i said earlier, holiday turned me into a rather lazy girl.

a lazy girl bombarded with plenty of assignments equals to *^$@&#*#&@^&@ *dut dut dut* !!
but my hardworking spirit *cheh* came back after a day.
its not that bad after all and now I’m so use to it.

waking up so early almost everyday.
discussions for hours and hours till evening.
nap for only an hour.
and go to bed earlier than usual.
sangat ber-routine, hah!

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my lecturer asked us a question in the class the other day.
‘who had been in love before?’
some of the students raised up their hands. i did not.
i cant tell you why i did not raise up my hand, cause i myself do not know why either.

she asked for the second time.
‘who had been in love before?’
and more students response by raising up their hands this time, including myself.

she then asked another question.
‘whose heart had been broken before?’
i looked at her. i took a glimpse at those around me.
once again students raise up their hands.
i then raised up mine slowly, feeling rather stone because i wasn’t expecting my lecturer asking all these kind of questions in the class.

then she told us.
‘those who had their heart broken are those who love passionately.’

she once interviewed a drug addict.
she described this drug addict with a word.
skinny.
almost fleshless, what’s left is only bones wrapped by his skin.

then she told us how this drug addict inject himself.
i’ve got no idea how he did it but what she said was, he leaned on the wall, pushed himself into the needle, poking through his feet.
not on any part of his body but his feet.

heart-wrenching.
i know if i’m there to witness this scene, i’ll cry.

she asked him, what is the reason he did drugs.
and he answered, the girl he love left him.

my heart literally stopped for a moment.
‘those who had their heart broken, if they are painter they no longer paint, if they are writer they no longer write.’

this story just hit me somewhere. somehow.
i feel really sad for him.

love. can be the best thing yet the worst.
seems like. it can lift you up to heaven yet it can push you down to hell.

so beautiful .yet so ugly.

it’s gonna be a very hectic week i suppose.
lots of group discussion and assignments for me to figure out.
i guess i had too much fun from this year’s chinese new year, all these assignments somehow disappeared from my mind.
and now that the due dates are near, the stress is back. :\

don’t think i’ll have the time to update this blog in the following week and in case i really don’t, please don’t miss me. HAHA!
i’ll try to, lots of pictures i have yet to post.
holiday’s a bitch, they always somehow turn me into a very lazy person.

anyway, i’ll still update my plurk though.
i cant stand not voicing out whatever that’s in my mind.
about the don’t miss me, i’m just joking.

please miss me. (:

boo! holiday is over.
back to reality once AGAIN.

its been a week since i last blog.
lotsa activities this chinese new year.

went back to hometown on chor2.
came back on chor3 and almost right away i went to my friend’s place to bai nin.
chor4 we went to ken’s house, lou ’smelly’ sang and gamble.
chor5 went to G6 for poh juan’s birthday.
chor6 went to cameron.
chor7 went to ipoh. then to phuture for thom’s farewell.
chor8 went to skybar.

see! wtf.
i’m listing it all here to explain why i did not update my blog.
and i know i look like an idiot now. lol

and today. i stay at home to do my assignment which is due tomorrow.
damn! i almost , nearly, hampir-hampir, zan dit dit forget about my assignment.
luckily it ain’t that tough, or else i’ll be so dead.

i really like this year’s chinese new year.
i enjoyed myself. with my family and friends.

pictures. not ready yet.
i’m lazy slash tired. wait till i’m real boring, then i’ll resize and edit the pictures.

one week of holiday almost turned me into the old peggychow.
*slap slap* back to ‘i’ve got 8 o’clock class tomorrow’ kind of life.

everyone dreads going to class and work after cny.
:X

hieeeee!!
a short post from hometown.
currently trapped at bentong with ze family and relatives.

gonna go back to city tomorrow and bai nin with my big bunch of friends. (:
didn’t expect much from this year’s cny but so far, it seems to turn out pretty good.

* a girl with a smile on her face (:

hope you guys are happy too.
collect tons and tons and tons of angpows. heh.

it’s chinese new year all over again.
say hi to red packets. long lost relatives. mandarin oranges. fooooooods and snackss. and little casinos.
chinese new year always lifts up the mood.
very much different from christmas, i feel more excited during chinese new year.
fire crackers and loud new year songs maybe.

* here to wish everyone a very happy chinese rawr rawr year. gong heii fatt dai choii ((:
fatt fatt fatt. *please let me win every time i gamble this year* wtf

and of course not to forget valentine’s day.
hah! bonus for those who aren’t celebrating valentine this year, like me.
because we have chinese new year to accompany us, bwaha.

* happy valentines day to all lovers and to all singles as well. (:

my family and i will be having steamboat for our reunion dinner.
i’ve got no idea why my mom chooses steamboat when the weather is so friggin hot.
but oh wells..

oh ya! no red nails this year. ):
my friend told me that because this year is a tiger year and bla bla bla..
we shouldn’t paint our nails red and wear too much of red bajus. ):
must use more blue to neutralize whatever shit it is..
aih, chinese new year i like to wear red red one lorh but noww.. pfft

call me superstitious.

* i went to leisure mall’s secret recipe alone to study. love the oh-so-comfortable sofa. (:

Media law’s midterm is finally over now. what a relieve.
i wonder what kind of marks will my lecturer gave me.
i did put in hard work and effort, but i know the way i study do not work quite well for me.
i’m a real tortoise when it comes to reading the text book, understanding it and whatsoever.
last night was really tensed.
study study study. headache. went to bed but couldn’t fall asleep.
get up, study study study. headache again. went to bed again. and i repeated this cycle for a couple of times. fml
i only have like, 2 hours of sleep.

but other than that, the exam seems to went well.
it seems like i do know the answer but then again, i dare not put in too much of high hope.
what if i get really low marks. omgwtf. *shivers*

* this is what accompanied me at secret recipe. i surprised myself by ordering chocolate strawberry cake.

why did i picked chocolate strawberry cake?
off to bed now. i have yet to recover from my 2-hour-sleep.

i did my hair!!! hee :]

cut short my fringe. perm it and highlighted it again.
highlighted orange but i turned out quite redish.
cant really see the perm here . it didn’t use the right thing to blow dry my hair. :X
do i look okay in it? my friend say i look rock. :\

anyway. i went for sherlock holmes just now and the show is awesome.
i know i’m a little slow but i can hardly find kakis for movies.
watch it if you haven’t. love the settings and the characters. (:

i’m full with make up in the picture above.
because i’m going to zouk now. bwahah!
bye lovelies.

is malaysia’s weather killing you yet?
it definitely is killing me softly hotly. omgbbq!

i wanted to switch on my air-con but mom keeps stressing about the electric bill.
as her lousy daughter, all i can do is to help her save some money and continue to sweat like a pig.
i feel as if i’m inside an oven typing this out. maximum hotness.

anyway. finally here’s my tattoo pictures.
it has been almost a week. the tattoo is no longer pain, but it itches like mad now.

* i keep pinching and pinching the pillow i’m hugging…

* …because tattooing on the feet is effing x10 pain!

* so pain till i go ‘eh eh stop. i cannot already. WAH WHY SO PAIN ONE?’ T______T

* this picture very hard to take one you know. almost all the time i was in pain. boo

and here is my swollen pig’s feet.
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* TADAA! wtf! now you get what i mean by swollen? i kid you not. LOOK how serious it is. the pain, omg. i’ll let you do the imagination.

* and there. now my feet is back to normal size.

that’s a cancer ribbon and the colour is teal.
which means liver cancer.
which is what took my dad away from me.
the date where he left us. and the date where his pain left him.

fuck cancer.

edited:
right. almost forget to mention.
i did it at blackcat sunway by kevin.
he’s real good .he puts in a lot of heart and effort while tattooing.
he did it slow and nice.
such small ribbon, he uses three colours.
he’s good. tattoo artist from blackcat is good.
their work are very nicely down.

ok. byebye