Truly blessed.

The past few days have whirl-winded by like I've never been whirlwinded before.
Those who know me will know that my 19th birthday passed just a few days ago.
Those who go to Uni with me know that exam results came out today.

Things have passed so fast..
but I have taken the time to realise how God has given me the gift of a happy life.
My friends - my beautiful friends,
have not forgotten me -
Sending wishes and good luck,
Giving me gifts - from pretty hairbands to Bvlgari, flowers to Jean Paul Gaultier.
My baby - planning a party for me, buying me much-needed shoes, loving me.
My family - supportive and loving.
[Alithea - bought me a chocolate cake and letting me into her life.
Parents - cash gift and a trip to Phuket!
Adeline - another cash gift! :D]

I got satisfactory exam results - enough for me to get to Manchester, and definitely enough to keep me eating humble pie and realise that there never is an 'A in hand' - only 'A's by work'!

I can only praise and thank God for every thing he has given me - life. And love.
I am surrounded with love!

Special thanks to Carolyn, Nisha, Pon, Malini, Michelle, Idzrul, Belinda, Iris, Louis, Jason and Kenneth for making last night a wonderful, memorable night!

My parents - for not expecting too much from me and accepting me and loving me for who I am.

Carolyn - for being simply wonderful. Life would be miserable without you being there to spoil me and love me back! You have the ability to melt me and make me sweet as a kitten. I need you.

And everyone else who has made my life happier by being in it - Dila, Ashikin, Takshi, Ilianna, Victoria, SuetYin, Athirah, Leyla!

And the source of innocence in my life - Emily Jean Legada and family. Being with you in hospital has made me realise what a beautiful and brave little girl you are. I totally look up to you now, my sweet!

JOE CHIA. SEEING YOU TOMORROW! Can't wait! :) You buying dinner, so THANK you in advance for feeding me and making me laugh!

Credits to CT for the colour theme idea.

People are leaving-
next week, next month, September.
I am leaving-
this weekend, September.

There is NO time to catch up and patch old friendships.
NO time to buy necessaries and plan farewells.
NO time to call people and make plans and make decisions.

Yet I don't want to rush into things.
I don't want to deal with this huge part of life-
growing older
growing apart
living separate, independent lives.
Not yet, anyway.

I'm afraid of the future and what it will bring.
For the first time, I feel nervous about flying off to be independent.
I want to make my parents proud!
But there is living to worry about,
and life.


I need one of those 'Independent Living for Dummies 2010' books.

..it comes like a thief in the night.

Over the past few days I've been attending wake services, prayers and funeral masses. For the dead, that's right. And I see wives, fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers crying, weeping. Uncles and aunts with red faces and sad expressions. Friends huddled together quietly to think about his last smile, her last hug, his last meal together with them, her last text, phone call, memo.

Death is unfortunately heartbreaking.

When a person dies, he is gone forever. No more smile or hug or kiss. No more dinner or lunch or breakfast. No more friendly jokes, love, or sex. No future plans, no growing old together.

And it happens so suddenly. Yesterday, this morning.. a moment ago. Life ends abruptly, instantly, leaving a void where life and love used to exist. And the people you depend on, love and live for.. are suddenly gone. You don't know where they went, or whether they know they've gone. You're lost, in pain, angry, dejected, confused and plain sad. Heartbroken.

I praise and thank God that I have not yet lost anyone terribly dear to me.. and I honestly dread the day I do. We can't change the fact that people, men and women - WILL die. Even if they died young from cancer or a heart attack or something - they are BOUND to die, regardless of illnesses.

All we can do is appreciate life where we find it. Appreciate love where we know it. Live life as best we can whenever we can. And be ready everyday for our last breath. Morbid thought, maybe. But as real as can be.

Always believe that Jesus will give you eternal life even after death.

Sometimes in life you meet people.
You fall in love with them - and oddly enough you don't love them enough for them to break your heart, but you love them more than enough for them to hurt you.

They're called friends.

They hurt you and then apologise because the whole thing was just silly.
They have coffee with you and make you cry when you talk about romance.
They call you names and curse at you because it's funny.
They don't pretend.
They tell you everything - even though you didn't need to know.
They tell you EVERYTHING - and sometimes, it's disturbing!
They hug you when they'll see you again tomorrow.
They wear whatever they want at sleepovers because they know you won't mind.
They buy clothes and underwear with you and are completely honest.
They spend hours with you without feeling bored.
They rant at you because they know you'll listen.
They scream and shout at you because again, it's funny.
They go on roller-coasters with you and scream LG on a PS! ;)
They grab your boobs or your butt because they can.
They know you haven't got a crush on Him.
They also know when you do.

They change your life when they walk into it, and smack! you're falling in love.

And my friends? You know who you are.
I love you.

EXAMS ARE OVER.

BRING IT ON!

Children are getting rude and annoying, boisterous and obnoxious. Well, some children, anyway. Those about 12-15 years of age, of Chinese descent and that have outdated hairstyles and spectacles-frames are particularly prone to turning into little assholes.

But I cannot put the full blame on them, that wouldn't do any justice.
It's their parents that ought to be shot a couple of times in the foot - idiotic gamblers who don't teach their children to queue up in lines but instead cut in whenever they feel like it. The fuckwits who teach their children that the world owes them a living because they themselves have no time to educate their children in terms of manners and behaving well in public. Those who speak too loud on phones, smoke indoors and drive like monkeys - their horrible examples are the perfect mould to their children's corruptible, impressionable but non-functional minds.

Yes, you guessed it. A group of rude Chinese teenagers cut into our line that day, in Genting, and had the cheek to fight back and argue and try to insult us in another language - which, ironically, I understood. And boy did I give them a piece of my mind.

I just wish their parents had been there to see it.
They would've gotten it from me too, dumbasses.

End.

Yep.
It's over.
FIRST *freaking* year.

WEEP.

It was difficult.
VERY.
Fun, as well.
Funny.
Sociable.
Loving.
Caring.
Witty.
Competitive.


I miss you *july2009* guys already.




"It is said that some lives are linked across time.."