i’m leavin on a plane to bangkok in less than 15 hours!
i is so excited!! packing is a lot more easier because i’m only bringing 2 pairs of clothings.
the perfect getaway from shits in malaysia. (:

5 of us are gonna dabao bangkok and come home. bwaha!
you guys have fun in malaysia while i have fun in thailand. *evil laughter*

please miss me when i’m away! :3
i’ll try my best to tweet. heh!

brother is home for days and i’m happy.
i love my brother so much wtf. hah!

and i just checked my results few days ago.
you’ll know by now if you follow my twitter.
and i’m so so glad with my results.
i was so tension when i know results are out, i’m afraid that i might fail.
but it shocked me!! never did it cross my mind that i’ll get 2 As for my last semester.
i’m mad happy seriously and feel so touched i teared. hurhur.
best thing i could ask for just before i graduate. how nice (:

so i told my mom my results, so she can be happy about it.
then my brother said give me 30 bucks, and my mom said ‘yeah, give you 30 bucks.’
this wont happen as it is almost impossible to even korek 10 bucks from my mom.
then i realise it’s the stupid parkson voucher. rm30 voucher. fml!
mom: nah, give you 30 bucks you go buy panties.
me; wtf!! -_-’
everytime she got the stupid voucher, i’ll use it to buy panties cause we’ve got nothing to buy.

spend the whole sunday with my family and i really enjoy it.
plus my mom cook my favourite dish which my stupid fat maid finished it the other day without me eating a bite.

and get to went out with some friends on a sunday night at changkat.
and that’s when these friends laughed at me for drinking starfruit juice while others drink alcohol.
actually they ordered a jug of sangria which in my opinion taste rather good and i can actually drink more instead of drinking my lame starfruit juice but i’ve gotta work on the next day!!
which is today, and i cant possibly be half drunk while i work. not a very good idea.
maybe we should do this another time.

and it just got worst cause they wouldn’t let me home and go for second round.
i slept for only a few hours. torturing max.
i’ve got some backdated pictures i wanted to post but it’s in my camera and i’m lazy now.

i’ll do it later. (:

but please wake me up when august ends!!
cause i’m going to THAILAND!! *kap kap kap* wtf.
super duper excited can!! this is finally happening.

for a moment, i almost decide to burn the air tickets because i’ve got no money for the trip.
i can actually bring Rm400 or so, for the accommodation and food.
but no, i’m not gonna do that. i rather not go.

my main objective is to SHOP at bangkok!!
and if you asked me to not shop and see my friends shop, you better kill me before i kill myself.
thank god i found some freelance job before this and earn myself some moolah for the trip. hehe.
i’m gonna unleash the shopaholic in me once i step on bangkok! *rawr*

i’ve only been to thailand for a time, during 10.
my parents brought me and my siblings there.
i cant remember much now. except for *kap kap kap* wtf

anyway, this is my first trip to another country without my mom with me.
and also the first trip to another country, using my own money.
i’m proud i did it.

a week more baybeh!!
gan jeong sei ngo lor!!

you can defend yourself in front of whoever in every way.
but you can never defend yourself in front of your God.
cause He know everything you did.

make sure you can sleep well every night.
cause at the end of the day, you’ll get what you deserve.
i really don’t know how you can brainwash yourself and think that you did nothing wrong.
when in fact, what you did is beyond imagination.

people will know. sooner or later.

* hoegarden and stella artois at La Bodega Pavi.

* the big glass of hoegarden which i cannot finish. damn big glass can.

* he became my second best friend.

* while waiting for Gavin to arrive.

* and this is what happened when he arrive. i took his iphone, download this app called fatbooth and mengfatkan myself.

* Gavin with his usual hamsap look and me.

* it’s been too long since i last use my pink camera cause i’ve been using another camera (not mine) before this. have to camwhore with my camera if not later berkarat.

another beeeeer drinking session on monday at mid valley’s library before my dear friend piao, fly back to the states.

* i ordered stella artois this time.

* nachosss! yummy! i don’t know if it’s the same for you guys but for me, the beer doesn’t taste as good after i eat. it just taste more bitter i don’t know why. :\

* cheong, someone whom i seldom take pictures with. and he look exceptionally good looking that night. (:

* cant finish this as well. phail.

* the couple.

* trying to look silly. :E

* my tipsy look and piao’s stone look.

i wish i weren’t that lousy sometimes.
the level of alcohol i can take in is unimaginably little.
_
i fall, i cry, i get back up and i’m ready to fight once more.
fight for what i want, fight for my rights.
i’m immune to all the shits that is thrown at me.
i surprise myself once again, for being a strong little girl (:

oklah. not little anymore. cheh

yes! unbelievable much?
not only iphone and blackberry can update twitter okay, my paria phone also can! bwahaha
but of course, smartphones are always the best. boohoo..

anyway, i received a sms from hotlink while i was sleeping yesterday.
just some normal deals with free kfc. of course, what attracted me wasn’t the talk time and how many sms i can send, but the kfc. :9
so i eventually went to hotlink’s website just to check out the deal but in the end, i found something better.

of course, i knew that we can update facebook status through handphones but i never bother checking how it actually works.
because my phone too damn paria already, i didn’t know even my paria phone can update facebook status.
i was too free yesterday, so i took the time to read and see how it actually works.
i think facebook and twitter is roughly the same. i only check out how it works on twitter.

apparently, it’s real easy. any handphones can do it, even those that are more paria than mine!
but of course, you have to be a maxis user. i believe celcom and digi will roughly have the same thing too, since they so competitive. har har.

so the first step.
Send ON TW to 28933 to activate tweet2me services.
then, you’ll receive some confirmation sms.

step two.
you need to go to this website here and key in the authentication code which you’ll see in the confirmation sms.

step three.
so once you’re done, you can start following your friends. maximum 30 twitter accounts, you cannot follow more than 30 friends. but that’s more than enough, trust me. and don’t follow those who update nonstop, or else you’ll receive sms nonstop and it can get pretty annoying.

you basically just add those you want to follow into your list and whenever they update their twitter, you will receive a sms and see what they actually just update.
but it’s not that sensitive though. you’ll miss out quite a number of tweets from your followers but i still find it acceptable.

plus, you can tweet as much as you want.
just type it all out and send to 28933 and it will update your twitter automatically. they will send you a sms to notify you once your status is updated.
you must be thinking, receiving tweets from followers and sending as much tweets as you want. hmm, must be expensive.
but it’s so cheap even a cheapo like me can afford it wtf.

only RM1 per week!!!
murah gila ni! hou peng ahh! hen pien yi!
really worth it. i can tweet while i bath and poo poo somemore. oops sorry. HAHA!

if you’re less fortunate like me *cries*, and you use a damn paria phone but very IN like me cause i tweet wtf, fret not and you can now tweet from your uber paria phone.
or maybe if you want to update facebook status, you can do it too.
find out more from here.

but i wanna change this paria phone.
either i save money from my work, or wait for my brother to change his phone so i can use his.
i always lost my phone if it’s new. damn bad luck can.
and this paria phone, drop thousand times but still working.
drop, split into four parts, put it back together, tadaa continue using.
still, i is happy cause i is can tweet from my paria phone. ngehehh (:

since i’ve type it all out, why not i just post it here.
wont make much of a difference, plus it wouldn’t affect anyone cause no one cares. except for me.
two blog posts which i saved it as drafts.

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you show me the real you last night.
all this while, you said i were the same.
am i? did i really not change? i’m no longer sure of it.
but one thing i’m sure of, you’re the same too.

as your friend for 8 years. as someone who love you so much. as your ex girlfriend. as someone who were hurt by you badly. as your so call soulmate.
today, i give up. i’m tired of chasing you all these while.
i’m tired from all the toleration and patience.
most important of all, i’m tired of you.

the way you talk to me. the words you use. the way you build your sentences. it hurts each and every single time.
yes, call me over sensitive. call me anything you want.
i’m THAT sensitive. tell me i’m wrong. said it to my face!
tell me in my face that the way you talk to me is good. or that you treat me as your buddy SINCERELY, hence talking to me like this.

i do not know what matters to you anymore. neither do i want to figure you out.
just go and do whatever you want to do. however way you want to treat me, its up to you.
seriously, it doesn’t matter to me anymore.

for all these while, you make me feel god damn unappreciated for all that i’ve done. for all the hurt you gave to me.
seems like, any other girl who cares for you when you’re upset is way above me.
i’m always at the bottom. always like a rubbish to you.
yes you can say no. but that is the way you making me feel. its not about yes or no.

and also, at the very beginning i did not mention all these to you is because i know you will give me all your god damn excuses and reasoning and whatever not.
but finally i decided to voice out. it was a mistake.
or perhaps not since i get to see the real you which i somehow forgotten.

you disappoint me again and again, even only as a friend.
lets just say we have different view points.
i do not want to quarrel with you anymore. do not want to stress on shits like this.
do not want to bother about you anymore. go ahead and do anything you want.

you really make me hate you, always.
i do not want to hate you, but you’re too much.
you seriously do not know how it feels like to be me, as your so call friend.

but its okay now. it really doesn’t matter anymore.
i give up on you. yes, you.

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sorry my mood is really bad, i need to blog and let it all out.
just please ignore my post and continue doing what you’re doing.

if i knew this would happen today, i wouldn’t do the same 6 years back.
if you ask me, do i still love you. i don’t know.
but if you ask me if i still care, yes i do. a whole lot in fact.

sometimes it feels like i’m being punish for loving too much.
and today, for caring too much.
such punishment.

the tears i cried, you wouldn’t know.
my friends see it more than you do.
the pain i had, you wouldn’t know either.
the pain that you gave to me, it’s still there.
and you add salt to my wound. like it’s not bad enough.

i’m SORRY for what i did.
can you just spare me my life and let me go?
for once can you treat me sincerely with your heart?
or just don’t talk to me at all.

again and again, it just wont stop!
what do you want from me?

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so emotional kan? haha.
but worry not cause that was drafts months back, and a week ago.
just to show you guys how pathetic my life was. and at the same time to remind myself, stop this fucking shit for once and for all.
for now, i’m good!
’sorry you can get piss all you want, but life without crappy people is always good’.

(:

* sunset in front of my house. pretty (:

* went for go-kart, i think it’s at sepang. err, i’m rather bad with directions and names but hey, girls can go have fun for free on friday night.

* there’s this guy sort of like trapped inside. you know mid valley they have displays inside those glasses, and this guy is in it working for Kiehl’s. i wonder how much he get paid.

* the very cute baby boy in my class. his mom is my course mate and she carries her baby into our class every time. of course, we cant help but to play with him, too cute.

* trying to snap the hair clip on his hair. fail.com

* there. LOL!

* lan hype.

* baked bird eggs at pasar malam. i didn’t know there were such thing, haven’t been to connaught’s pasar malam for a long time.

since hungry ghost festival started, i’ve been going out every night till late.
i better hope nothing happens to me. :X
please be safe everyone. (:

and i’m always so broke, how can i survive with that few hundred bucks?
i’m just trying to get as much freelance job as i can now, higher pay freelance job.
damn picky sial wtf.

anyway, what do we have here?
the usual facebook pictures, hmm.

* went to neway for terry’s birthday. it’s been a while since i last sing K.

* the bunch of people i met through shisha.

* dress up for ivan and terry’s birthday. why is my face so chubby like hamburger? huhu

* someone whom i met through friendster years ago, celebrated his birthday 3 year straight. (:

* haha, such coincidence.

* ivan boi and his girls.

* then went over to zouk for terry.

* you should know her name by now.

* candy, look-at-his-baboon-face-omg, me and ee cheeng.

i wasn’t entirely enjoying myself that night. not that i don’t enjoy partying with them friends but there’s just this thing going on in my heart.
probably because of the people who’re there that night.

you’ll never get to understand that feeling of pain.
and if you do understand, it’s even worse.
you do it even though you realise how great the pain is.
days without you around is so much better, i’m free from heartbreak.

this thing and you, just drives me crazy.