If only you could heal my heart just one more time
Even when I close my eyes
And once again I come to realise...
Ahaha...It still cracks me up everytime I think bout it.
I still can't believe we REALLY,REALLY did it.
Spent some time in Bugis after that, all the way till evening.
Four Of Us.
Karin, Xuan, Han & Skin.
Around 6+ pm, Xuan was wayyyy too shagged to continue.
He didn't sleep the entire night before...Madness~
Karin & him headed home ...
While Han and me to head fer Citylink and Marina Square to look fer stuff and grab dinner at Marina Square before heading home, at around 8 pm.
And, this boy had to be sooo sweet...Leaving me guilty.
I'll turn up fer soccer...Promise.
That's all fer now, I suppose.
Gathering on the 30th!!
Looking forward to that.
My first thought when I wake up in the morning and my last,before I fall asleep at night.
RSM whatshisname and US. Leaving the place already.
Girls of the family at the BBQ.Food was DAMN good.Log cake,Chicken wings, stingray..THE WORKS.
That's it, I guess.
Did I tell you that Michael Buble makes me flyyyy?Ok, he does.
Something my friend told me to think about : "Sometimes we tend to search too far and wide fer something that we WANT, but most of the time what we NEED is right in front of our noses."
Sentosa Madness before breakfast.
15. My 15th B'dae at Seoul Garden.
After work, on the way to shop at Nike's boutique.
We got to ride the entire monorail ride before it officially closed down.
Finally 17. My 17th b'dae at Swensens.
Nur.
My girlie.My bestie.My sister(when i need one).
Thanks ain't enough.
Eric OMG.
1 MORE DAY AND WE'RE OUTTA HERE.
Ouh ya,I learnt a new thing..
Ehem....
Keeping true love silent, is the quickest route to a heavy heart.
Wah seh.Damn Deep.
There you go...Now, go and reflect.
Life's good when you know how to make the best out of the shittiest stuff.
Lyk wat dear Han-ey said.
"THIS IS SHITTY!!"
Ok, shit.
I'm freaking freaked out at this moment
Ryte NOW.
THIS POINT OF TIME.
kk...Just now,I forced myself to go and exercise to lose the unnecessary shits in my body.
Took the same route as yesterdae, when I went jogging with my cous ar.
But this tym, I went alone.
K...i warmed up..went up & down the entire 17 storeys twice then went fer my jog...
It was about 7.45 p.m.
The thing is,my block is undergoing painting.
And the painters are this thailand foreign workers who are always with uncombed hair and tanned skin and long sleeve "Phua Chu Kang" button downs.
So, jog,jog,jog..
Around 8.45 lykdat...decided to turn back...
Took the longer route fer maximum exercise ar...then suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me.
Turned, then there was one of those Thai workers...fark..smile that stewpid smile... ignored him and pressed on running faster...
Heard him walking at a faster pace too....
I was freaking out already...
I casually turned my head...and guess what the fark I saw...
His belt loop was FUCKING UNBUCKLED..
sial...i freaked out and practically sprinted to the nearest bus stop where I know there was lotsa people...i turned...he was still there...KNN.
He was pulling out his shirt..i think to cover his unlooped belt or something like that ar.
I didn't know how to walk home without being alone...when suddenly, I saw my brother's friends playing guitar under a nearby block...
That fark was hiding behind a wall somewhere near ar...
Told them what was going on..they got up...about 5 of them....around 16 years old like that ar... But they were way taller and tougher than your average 16 year olds.
Then they walked with me to my doorstep...
ouh ya...they were staring at the ass lyk they wanna bash him up before we went away from that block...
I'M NEVER GOING JOGGING AT NIGHT ALONE ANYMORE!
my virginity was at stake dammit...
shucks...i'm still shaken.
curse you asshole.
Last tym, a bangla flashed me his dick and wanted me to touch it.
Now, a thai worker is unbuckling his belt loop fer me.
WHAT DID I DO!?!
Killing Me x Cauterize
Raya this is year feels so different sey.
From the start of puasa...all the way till the 1st day of Aidilfitri...
The 1 month of fasting literally flashed past...I dunno bout you peeps.. but it felt soooo freaking fast sey. Before I knew it, it was the last day of puasa...and I fasted fer a WHOLE MONTH! Don't ask me why but my menses didnt come...haha...yes ar...
i'm not pregnant dammit.
Preparations for raya was made weeks before puasa. But, the tv had to break down, the washing machine had to leak, the light bulbs had to blow out, the computer had to crash... combo, I tell you.
My dad had to fork out quite a huge sum of cash to pay fer it all... but what to do... We don't have a choice ryte.
Breaking fast during the last day of puasa felt so weird...cos, we could go back as per normal the very next day. I just stared a lot at my food, thinking of what I have or haven't done during this whole 17 years of my life... I still have so much I have to accomplish... making my parents life easier and not put them through so much shit, ensuring that I secure a good education fer my OWN benefit and when my time in this face of the earth is over, I wanna die knowing that I did what I had to...
When I heard the takbir while breaking fast, I knew I was gonna cry...but I didn't wanna bawl front of my family members... the takbir always had this effect on me...it makes me reflect on ALL the shit I put the ones I care for through and all the things I should have done instead.
The first day of Raya...
The whole family was decked in BLUE!!!
New clothes,new shoes, new handbags...haha...gereks.
Then, it was the tym to get down and seek fer forgiveness from my parents.
Fer the first tym in months, I kissed my dad on both cheeks and he kissed my forehead... and I suddenly realised that,damn, this man is responsible fer all the fortunate things I have today...
And my mum just hugged me and didn't let go...she was already all emo and crying... telling me that she's sorry fer not being able to give me what I want and that now that I'm 17, she gives me the freedom to choose which is wrong and which ryte fer me... telling me that in a few years tym I'm gonna leave her and set up my own family.
Sentimental lyk hell lar...but it happens once a year... so yeah, let it be.
Went to my maternal grandma's place. Everybody was there... and when I stood at the front door, no one recognised me... they stared at me and my grandfather even asked " Ni sape plak ni?"..meaning.."Now, who are you?".
WTH...and I said ar..." Shikin lar, tok!"...and he looked so effing shocked...!! He said, " Ya Allah! Da anak dara cucu aku ni...tak lamer lagi nanti dapat la kad jemputan dari kau eh..."
-__-'''
Ok, after all that madness..wanted to go to my fraternal's grandmother's house... Kissed my grandma on the cheek and she just hugged me and kissed my forehead...seriously ar, the kiss of a grandma feels so.... great...and I dunno why...but I have a feeling I won't see her next year anymore...like...its her last...cos she's old and sick already...haish.
At my fraternal grandma's place, same thing again...
My grandma didn't recognise me la sial...i was standing in front of her and she was staring at me like she dunno who the eff I am..haha..then I said la.. " Nek, ni Shikin la...".. and she said I looked soooo different...
What's soooo different saks!??They saw me when we gathered to break fast as a family!And that was lyk...only 2 weeks ago?!
Woots...so, met up with the rest of my couzies and we went visiting as one biggg group. 7 families with 4 -5 members in each family.
Took public transport and there was so many people decked in baju kurungs...I love the feeling ar...
*can't wait to go jalan raya with my peeps...camwhores at work...and confirm kecoh giler nye.
Slamat Hari Raye yar people... i'm outta here..