Sunday, May 31, 2009

Party!

I've always enjoyed a good drink, good music and good companions to keep the night going. I am a night person all right! And I'm a girl. Girls just wanna have fun!

Enjoyable. Exhausting but really enjoyable.

I shall consider going in flats the next time around. Heels hurts. My poor feet are aching.



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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Hectic

Wondering why have I missed outings? Wondering why didn't I called? Wondering why don't I reply messages? Wondering why did I cut conversations short? Wondering why you seldom get to see me lately?

Well, I am still very much alive and kicking, of course. What else more could I be busy with? Of work la people. Of freaking loads of work. Day and night. Weekends. What ever time I can spare, I dedicated it all to this demanding job of mine. Damn, it's exhausting. I get so tired each week that all I want most is to sleep. Yet, it is never enough.

I'm all back now. Back to the chillings and hanging outs. It's the end of all the craziness. For the time being. Hopefully, this coming few weeks might not be so hectic. So that I'd get to pamper myself again. Yay!
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Monday, May 18, 2009

One real nice dude

"Wanna watch Angels & Demons?"
"Yea. Okayy."
"All right. I've bought 2 tickets for you and her tomorrow."
"Huh? Only me and her? What about you?"
"Oh. I'm not watching."
"You are not watching but you bought us tickets?"
"Yea..."

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"She will be late. Movie's starting in 5 minutes. Can you wait for her and hand her the tix while I get in first?"
"Sure. No problem. You get on in. I'll wait for her."

Just where else can you find this kind of friend? Not watching the movie but got us tix and waited for like 20 minutes. Without a word of complaint. And he didn't asked for the tickets money which he paid until I literally shoved it in his hands.

I find the whole incident really amusing. Big D, you are truly one of a kind.
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Sunday, May 17, 2009

I miss......

A bump into an ex-senior just a moment ago brought back some laughs and got me missing my junior days. He was such a brotherly figure. The years have passed so darn fast. I'm a senior myself now. I miss running to him on unresolved issues. He'll surely figure something out. I miss being 'baby-ed' la you can say.

And then there's Kenny and Pinkie and the rest of them. Our days back then have been so much fun. Even with all the late nights and all the stressed out weekends. I want to be a junior again. I get to play. I get to be pampered. All the makans. All the trips. All the pantry gossips. All the crappings while being stuck at the client's. All the funny funny stories we left behind....

I am just being nostalgic. I just miss the days....
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Sunday, May 10, 2009

Attitude

I am with an attitude. One that doesn't seem to be good. And one that certain people doesn't approve of. Yes. I do know. I can be pretty harsh. I have a certain temper. But not many has seen. You need certain circumstances to tick me off.

Who doesn't anyway? You think everyone is so calm and patient and nice and perfect all the time? You just haven't seen them all yet. Or worst, they could be pretending in front of you. The comparison you made is baseless and I got tired of reasoning with you.

All I know is that I am only human and I don't intend to be a fake.

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Monday, May 4, 2009

The one person who would treat you well is yourself

Yes. No other.

We were born alone. And we leave alone. All the other people are just passer-bys in the life that we live in. They come and go. They stay with us for a few years and then they would be gone. Then comes another set of people and after another few years, you'd meet a whole new set. The one who would stick by you from the start till the very would be your very own self.

There's no need to put too much hope on other people. There's no need to expect too much from them. They are not here to stay forever. You just need to be glad that they have at least passed your life once. It is your own self that you have to care about. It is your own self that you need to pamper.

You are the one person who would be there for you. You are the one person who would accompany yourself all the time. You are the one person who would lift yourself up when you are down. You are the one person to share all your joys. You are the one person who would never hurt yourself.

So how can certain people sacrifice their entire life for the benefit of someone else? Maybe to them, it's worth it. To me, it's called dumb. Yes, certain sacrifice could be made. But up till the detriment of yourself? That's totally idiotic. Maybe I sound a little self-centered. Well, maybe I am a little. But in this world of ours, it doesn't hurt to be a little selfish. Who would blame you for it? Who would blame you for treating yourself better?

It's time to make a change. I've learned to treat myself better. And it does feel good. Nothing feels better than to satisfy yourself first. The rest can come in later.

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Sunday, May 3, 2009

Princessy mode kicking in

Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

No mood to do anything. I've left my outstanding work untouched. It's the holidays. I can't get myself to think about the damn issues that needs to be solved. I know it'll be hectic when I return next week.

I'm not hanging out. I've turned down 2 outings tonight. Which is unlikely considering the fact that I'd jump at every opportunity to get out of the house.

I'm not doing anything at home either. Woke up late. Watched some TV. Went back to bed. Woke up to shower. Read some papers. Had dinner. Facebook-ed. And here I am. One whole day gone.

So what do I intend to do? Sleep. Sleep. And sleep. Serious. All I want is a good rest. All I need is a good rest. Work hard. Play harder. Dead tiring.

The princess is back in the house.
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