_of Some Random Thoughts

"Ten Things I Hate about You" will be posted soon.

Stay tuned.

_of My Housemate (Ex)

P/S: To clarify, this post is NOT about Q.L.

15:47pm, 30th September 2010.

My housemate left the House.

The Story of My Housemate. Who Is She? :

- Imagine that she is the Mime. I'm the ninja, of course.

 - Or that she is the one wearing the brownish-blackish hat, and I am the one holding The thing-that-looks-like-a-wood-stick-but-in-fact-is-not Stuff, or Staff.

- Or that she is the cause of me becoming 2 or 3 every single time I went to see the Security Guard.

And the fact that she left the House?

- This calls for a Celebration.

- And another celebration.

- And multiple the feeling by 100 times. ^_^

End of Story.

Slightly off-topic:


_of Broken Heart and Those who Lied

p/s: It is an emo post, hard to relate to yours truly, whom many thought is calm and composed.

  It is not easy when the people you trust the most are the ones who lie to you and break your heart. It is hard when you cannot shed even a little tear for fear of letting that person know how much you care, or how much it hurts you.But most of all, the worst thing that is going to happen is you plastering a fake smile everytime people talk about it and keep going on with "Oh, I'm fine. Really."

  You know what is hard? It's the fact that you cannot say or even think a single thing against it, because you know he is happy and you want him to be happy. All the time, regardless of how much it hurts you to know you are not the one who makes him happy.

  And the damnest thing about it? You. Cannot. Cry. Not even a single tear, which often said to be an efficient healing method for the broken-hearted. You are too shocked to sleep, too numb to think and too tired to cry.

  I cannot believe this happened, too. And I thought I read too much romance books and other lovey-dovey stuffs. Because for once in my lifetime, I thought I have found The One. Silly of me to think so now. Life is short, and I am tired of looking for the right one. Maybe I am just not meant to be...

  Girls cry. Why can't I?

_of How It Begins

  I've accidentally clicked wrong. Yes, that is The Sentence. Ihadaccidentallydeletedmyfavouriteblogofalltime, theblogthatIhavepouredallmyheartintodoingit. That sucks.

  So, I need to start a new one. I asked myself why bother after all the works I have done for the previous blog went down the drain. A toast to Google Account, may God bless you. 
  After finishing Julie/Julia Project book, I restart re-think the possibility of this. Why, you may ask? WHY? WHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?

p/s: To annoy the hell out of Q.L. Coz I am going to dish out all ALL her dirty secrets HERE.

p/p/s: If you are going to believe that, you SO DON'T KNOW me. Might as well just stop reading the blog now.

This is Why...

  By now, I have passed my first year as a Law student. Nothing short of a miracle is doing its mumbo-jumbo-hocus-pocus thing to keep me alive, and insane sane. Of course, it is with the help of some wonderful people in my life, which in turn will somehow manage to have a place in this little, cute blog of mine. (MINE! MINE! MINE!)

  So, this will be the journey of my life, with people around me. Hoping Praying that in due time, I will find the better me, the one with the Courage and Confidence to stand up for the Belief, the Rights, the Justice blahblahblah.

  But that will be a long journey by itself. Right now I am more content to annoy the hell out of everyone in my life. ^_^