Girls

conflicts often happen and yes, it never shall stop

Being straightforward.. girl.. I say names

June

if you think i was lying to you about me taking my license this year. you have to get it right.. I am NOT taking my license I just want to get my UNDANG done because the price rised and I fear that it will, again. So, I wanna pay up for everything. Lie?

Making assumptions out of nothing. A fact I never deny~ But it's stupid also to think that I am the only one who thinks so~Just because I tell you.. Just because being a friend I am telling you what people might say about it.. you have got no idea how many people are saying the same thing.. and yeah, whatever you say also gets to my side after a while which i don't think i should say anything about it SIMPLY because I have DONE something as a friend. At fiRSt. Saying that whatever I do is right and thinking whatever you do is wrong... You have to once also ask yourself what you did... and I am telling you that I AM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS THAT WAY. NOT ONLY MICHELLE TOO.

Trusted friends.. I really think you need to reconsider how did everything came about. Unreliable.. Thinking again now who should you trust.. Then, why don't you see we talk about other people like that.. Shouldn't you sit back and squeeze your brain juice?

A friend is someone who accepts every single thing you do and yes, faithfully accepts who you are. Then why did your friends left? I remember long before you had your own friends before us but no longer that close to them.. what happened? have you ever thought why? "Oh! because they also have new friends" Like that? a bit deeper can? I don't take sides.. how can I take sides.. how can I support you in everything you do even when I think it's not appropriate.. you are not afraid what people might say later on? Yes, they said. So tell me again if I never did warn you earlier.

If you are saying we lied to you, often lie to you just because we didn't call you along for UNDANG.. You youself also need to think about it again. you are also making assumptions out of it isnt it? without knowing the whole story!
The same isn't it?
I am not suprised you ask nothing about it because you are probably pissed and want to get over it.
BUT because of that you wanna write a long post which yes, obviously reffering to the both of us..and more to me.. a bit silly isn't it.. I was thinking twice after what I heard..
I was thinking twice whether to type this here even.

we were talking about it earlier.. we were wondering what can we say to you.. wondering if we just burst out and tell you everything which I always did but yes, I got everything back.. I say a word to you about it? I confront you about it? no.. i let it be that way..
Michelle on the contrary say it's all up to you but yes, you have to face the consequences yourself.

NOTE: I am not the one who is seriously having a problem with you now until what the message I got.

If you think I am blaming you for everything you do/did.. no..
I am fed up telling you of what will you face..
I am fed up layaning all this crap that will never stop..
and that I am fed up receiving and listening to whatever people pass on to me about what you said.
so much of being a friend isn't it?
who made it this way then?

you have no lot of idea what YOUR TRUSTED friends said about you..
And, I don't mind if I am not one of them..
because we define the word friends differently..
wondering who you should trust now? it depends on situation and what story of a kind you would like to say..

We never dislike you.
We never tell other we hate you when they ask us.
But what made us say all this..
because you think your closest friends should always be there for you and never say a word that hurts you even. so wrong.

Thinking of what's the point of this blog if at the end of the day you will say again whatever you have in mind.. I did my part.. if you still think that way of me or us still... go ahead.

once you said you don't usually remember things happened in a friendship.. friendship you built in form 1.. never did change yeah? you call that treasuring a friendship? after all this shit happen only you know who are among the most trustable friends you have? then I have to tell your friends you are taking them for granted isn't it? once something is not right between us.. Oh.. they bla bla bla.. and i have... bla bla bla... I thought you have... never fail be to a better person.. but what made you the same still?

I thought I was right.. telling everyone that you are now a better person I thought I was always right..

for whatever that is wrong.. which i am at the wrong side..
I am sincerely saying that I am sorry..
for whatever that happened,
if the friendship we built tore apart..
i couldn't do anything about it..

I already am learning not to say a word. But because of this matter, I couldn't stand back just that way and now settle it..

if you think just because your closest friends shouldn't think about you in every way we did and we are wrong about it..
you have to think also what others will say by just looking.. if it's a different thing, you tell me about it..
People who don't see usually don't care.. they don't give a damn.
if helping is all so difficult, i shall remind myself to NEVER say a word to you if you are firmly on your stand. You want me to be that kind of friend.. it's more like a friend who are waiting juicy news..a friend who wants to see how you handle it at the end of the day.. but it's all up to you if you want it that way. I shall never say anything and be

MISS OKIE.

ask everybody around you who you are close with.. ask them if they never DID say anything about you.

I know they do say things about me.. even you.. even Mich.. Graeme or Choo.. but I don't question. I ask myself about it. Rewinding the tape and see which part didn't go right.
not a word.

Equally the same and if this friendship is bothering you so much and you have to type a long post about.. here's better. straight and in front of your very own eyes.

Up to you how you wanna take.. twist and turn again.. it's all up to you now..

we have no intentions on BITCHING ABOUT YOU AND TELL OTHER PEOPLE HOW BAD YOU ARE. OR SPREAD RUMOURS THAT WILL MAKE THEM THINK YOU ARE WORST THAN BEFORE. As the matter of fact, we never did. Infact, sometimes people tell us stuffs about it.

it was all among ourselves and it was only about why did you do it that way.
if that's still bad to you.. tell me about it.. confront.. but then again, i think i should know what you are about to tell people after this..
between good or bad or recovering the friendship or nothing.. it's all up to you.

I shall call it

THE MEATBALLS NOODLE ADVENTURE!

After discussing on what to eat and where to eat before tuition, we decided to get a bite of the long-time-bo-taste meatballs noodle!

BUT

We don’t exactly know where is it situated!

June: Mum say somewhere near Masjid Jamek

Graeme: Yeah, but dunno where.

Me: ??!!??

*after minutes of deciding which station to get down*

Masjid Jamek we chose!

walk walk walk…escalator..walk walk walk.. one of the longest escalator among all LRT station

Reach. Stop. Where to?

Left? Right?

After lots of errr uhhhh… ???!!!??? another 40 minutes only! How how?
And so on so forth.

Turned right.. walk few steps.. *aiya*

Stop!

Think think think.. turn back.. walk…

MET THOMAS!

Me: You know how to go Pasar Seni from here?

Thomas: points to the train station take LRT-la

Me: (forgot what I said)

But it was funny, of course I know I can reach there by hopping into the train, we wanted to find the shop man!

Okie, he pointed..

(babi! Wrong direction okie!)

walk walk walk…

cannot be.. tak betul… cannot cannot.. why don’t we just take LRT and forget about it..
aiya… still got time still got time..

walk walk walk..

-give up- Graeme asked the fella who was sitting lazily in a phone shop..

Full of courtesy, he gave directions

Us: Ohh (nods) ohh (nods)

Followed his directions.. walk walk walk.. cross road.. continue walking

(Graeme decided to call his mum to ask for the shop’s name)

-forgot-
but near bank.. dunno what bank she said since Graeme was the one who was talking

cucuk cucuk.. points to the front

Me: Where? What?

--------clueless------

OHHHh!!! SOONG KEE~ I think..

OMGOSH!! WE REACHED WE REACHED!!

Being first-timers who are not familiar with KL roads, we reached!!! Walk blindly also reach..
So hyper, so happy.. hahaha..
Then I told Jin Ho how much he missed, came back have to tell everybody about it

Hahaha.. dang- the siaoness in me is currently incurable!

Makan makan.. hahahaha
We SEMPAT REACH KASTURI!! ON TIME BABE!!

And, yes, worth it! Cheap, air-conditioned

Less than RM 5.00!

Uhlalalalala..

Sweat… Yes, definitely a lot of walking…

But you see, the joy after all the contemplations in mind.. we reached our destination

Jolly day!



Why till now also got people wanna sai June. Yet again, another one short message in her blog. It's all interesting and I would really, really love to know who that is! :)

A healthy one

If this can really light up this blog I really won't mind doing it often.. see.. Michelle replied.. that adds up another post here!

Anyway, if you have not realise

I never did disagree with that statement :p Whenever you say something about it, I just smile or give a -deh- look because I, myself am not too sure and I don't reckon I should say anything about it.
Yeah, by saying NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING last forever, how could ones love last forever? even mum's , dad's, or anybody else. It also includes every single thing. Of course power doesn't last... *ka-ching-kaching* $$ doesn't last.. beauty doesn't last.. everything else la..
Like you said, NOTHING

Then why people still seek for them all? I am sure even you seek are seeking for something..
For the fun.. excitement..to bring them satisfaction and yadaa yadaa... Heh? Why not try seeking the beauty in it before having thoughts that it's just pure bullshit. For, neither of us have really been in love to know enough what love really is.

oh... anyway, this is a healthy piece of mind and yeah, I think it will spice up this blog more if everybody participate .

no-string-attached

Bimbo

lalalalalala... since Juney started her own blog. I wanted to try out the feeling of owning MY OWN PERSONAL BLOG. so.. here you go. enjoy!

http://miceboxer.blogspot.com/

Love

Sharing is Caring. Caring is love.Love is bullshit.

Not really. Smart arse Shawn started it off 1st. I just agreed with his theory. Jolene has always object that love is bullshit. okay. You tell me Love is not bullshit. Sure of coz it is not. When everthing is lovey dovey love is no BULLSHIT. But will it last forever? I have strong doubt about it..

Nothing last forever let alone LOVE. Love will never last forever thus it is pure piece of bullshit. In every relationship, you can't run away from betrayal. If you tell me your mother loves you. yea sure. I am fine with it. But if love is so pure there won't be bias between you and your siblings. no?

I don't know. It is just my point of view. I might change my mind one day =) I am too young to judge the meaning of love.

Quote(s)

Choo says: Sharing is caring

Michelle added : Sharing is caring, caring is love, love is bullshit

Which I find weird. BULLSHIT? I think that perspective of hers will change one day, when her prince charming shows up.

Love. Define love. Differenciate love.

How bullshit can love really be?

Feel tied down because you are in a relationship?

I can't say more than there's the pros and cons in everything that happens in life.

It can be really beautiful and there's also the ugly side of it.

Really depends on how one would like to look at it from.

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Learn.

I was staring blankly on a piece of paper last night..
wanted to cry so much because my mind was blank..
Then I started scribbling about what I feel..

And then I wrote a short poem about learn..
(this isn't exactly what i wrote la k)

We always find mistakes of other
Negative issues about them we always talk about
We never bother to look at the beauty inside
(if there's any)

I wanna learn
still so much for all of us to learn in life
learn to understand
learn to go through details before making conclusion
before any ridiciulous assumption on something

I would like to learn
L.E.A.R.N

Cooking =)

huhs? cooking? over the past few years ive been cookin... told u its out of the blues jo.. =P ehe
totally out of the blues =P
and there we hav it ...one of my finest dish cooked =>
=P ehehe
any mouth wateres yet?










food is getting boringggg






lets talk about guitar =P ehehe my new guitar arrived on sat 10am right on the spot =P

Tadaaaa!=) and last but not leastt... 3G!

took from an email

To my married and unmarried friends:
This is a very touching story, please read it slowly, ....

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom. This was the scene ten years ago.The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.

Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.Dew came into my life.It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me. However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together.

Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment. One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious. When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes. Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer. Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there.

I turned over and was asleep again.She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken. She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning. I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully.

Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger.


So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.

On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague.

On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this. I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart.

Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.

I walked downstairs and drove to the office.When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

Back not for long and gone for long

Here i am waitin to take my Undang and waiting to get my L so i can proceed with my P

b'dae which is supremely late is kinda pain in the ass...but look on the bright side... we get older slower! haha~~

and btw a new guitar is comin somehow... i hope it has not been sold yet... =P

RM2750 babyy! hahahaa i can make a profession out of guitars somehow...

my dream of gettin a several guitars in years is comin close!!

The Crazy Guitars for Crazy People~