A Love Story - Part 2

An original story.

It was a lonely and quiet drive home. As was customary, he arrived at the compound of my housing area, right in front of my front gates and stopped under the big umbrella tree. He put the gear to P, advanced the hand brake and unlocked the door.

If this were before, I'd complain non-stop about how the day was too short, how I didn't want to disembark from the car, how much I'd miss him after he had gone home and he would tenderly pull me into his arms for a gentle kiss.

In times like this, our passion would ignite and a peck would turn tenderly into a French and our hands would begin to explore each other; to embrace one another into a tight passionate hug. While our tongues played with one another, our bodies would be pressed closely together, blossoming our love and deepening our affection for each other...

But that was before.

Yesterday, I didn't know if I was allowed to initiate such move. After all, we weren't in that type of relationship anymore. Invisible boundaries had been erected and I had to refrain from throwing myself onto him for his loving again...

I subtly mentioned that I didn't want to get down from the car because, as I thought it wasn't a romantic move, it should be acceptable for me to say such a thing.

However, after that, out came the words from his mouth which blanketed my shrivelling heart and supplied it with immediate warmth:

"Can you give me a hug?"

I was taken by surprise at his request because while I sat unmoving in my seat, I was also actually contemplating giving him, before I disembarked, a last kiss. On the lips.

Slowly, I approached him and placed my hands tightly around his neck. He resigned to the hug but, without being fully-conscious, I realised I had placed my lips onto his. I gently touched my lips to his and immediately I felt all the love and affection I had for this man return to me in a rush!

He didn't push me away, nor did he kiss me back.

He merely sat allowing my lips to rest upon his, and until he vaguely saw movement outside the car window, he gently withdrew.

The kiss lasted for only a second, but I was already losing control.

"Give me a hug," he repeated and I obliged, this time making sure only my arms were around him, and my lips weren't on his, or in anyway nearing his.

I wrapped my arms around him, placed my lips perfectly at the side of his neck and inhaled deeply the scent from him I missed so much.

Remembering last time, with every hug, my head would fit perfectly against his long slender neck, and my lips would rest on his warm skin. Every moment or so, I'd give his neck a gentle peck. He used to enjoy this and it was my special way of showing affection for him.

But this time, I refrained from kissing him. My lips merely rested on his neck, not moving, and certainly not kissing.

He tightened his arms around my back and I felt encouraged to show him more of this pent-up affection I had for him, to let him know that my love for him still stood...

When we both withdrew from the hug, I held on to him and looked into his eyes...

"Kiss me," I said gently, not believing that those words had actually come out from my mouth.

He didn't respond so I approached my lips to his, and again, I merely softly placed them there, nudging the soft flesh...

Once again, he merely stayed put and didn't return my kiss.

Suddenly conscious to his form of reply, I hurriedly said goodbye and left before my tears fell.

Jo-Yee

Ciss!

Since Mr Peter and Mr Vendrick always say my posts are too long and boring to read, today I am going to attempt to write one that is SHORT BUT MEANINGFUL! (like Vendrick's one hehe)

Okay. But what topic to choose?

Let's talk about...

GIRLS! Okay? OKAY!

You know, I realise boys like girls who are quiet, timid, cute and need protection. Okay lah not ALL guys lah, but generally, that's the idea.

They seem to like small girls to feed their ego, because then they can easily dominate the girl's existence and devotion for him? LOLOLLLLLOLL

So evil.

But what I'm trying to say is, it is less likely for a guy to feel attracted to confident and loud girls nowadays, probably in fear that the men would feel inferior when they bring these cocky arrogant girls out.

But that is not true! Confidence does not directly mean arrogance, it only means that the girl is a strong person who can take care of herself and doesn't need as much protection and during fairly bad times, she can also be of help to the guy's problems!

And that type of girl is me! =D Okay lah not that I'm saying I'm very confident with myself, but it is true that when compared to my other more feeble friends, I appear to be much more of a figure that needs fearing, rather than one who needs protecting! LOL

And probably that is why no guys want to make me their girlfriend, I guess. They are just interested in me for an initial talk, and then they would all scurry away from commitment when I appear to be a little more serious in the relationship.

Ciss. Stupid men.

I am strong doesn't mean I am violent ok! Of cos I will let you live up to your ego also and not just DOMINATE you right? You ask my exes lah. I am very loving one. Tee-hee. *shy*

Okay very useless post just to butter up MY ego, so thank you for reading until here ha!

LOLOLLOLLL

Chuz! ;)

ps: CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW TO EAT MR PETER's MR POTATO! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

pps: Short enough or not ha boys? Okay lah not very meaningful, but short right??????

It's simple.

I don't know why I am blogging so much these days.

I think it's maybe because I've been faithfully going through Xiaxue's archives and have come to love how her sense of writing used to be so carefree and easy-to-read than compared to her writings now.

But of course she still writes very interestingly now, but you should read through her old posts, they were damn random and funny. Confirm LOL.

If you are an avid reader of my blog, you would realise that my tone of writing suggests that I am currently in a very gloomy mood.

You are right.

I know don't know why I am always bombarded with these kinds of problems.

Like Vendrick says, even though on the surface I look happy, look like nothing's wrong in my life, but he knows that I am hiding a secret, that deep down inside, I am very upset. Because nobody's life is perfect.

I agree.

But that's what we as humans are supposed to do right? To pretend that everything is alright, to look beyond rather than turn back and feel the vibes of despair from your unfortunate past?

But how is it that we are going to thoroughly know when our past depression has completely evaporated? Do we ever get to know if SOMETHING that used to hurt us alot, no longer hurts us again?

For example, and yes, I think I am ready to share this with the world, in Form 5, I had this relationship with this guy I met online. I don't know how we instantly clicked, but from then on, every night he would give me a call which would last for at least 2 hours.

Please note that this happened EVERY NIGHT. And I don't know how he survived it, but his parents seemed to not mind having to pay such a frighteningly EXPENSIVE phone bill. (I think I should also mention that he was a Maxis, and I am a Digi)

Well, he is the only son after all. So I guess they just felt obligated to give him everything he ever wanted?

To be honest, I liked his company, I liked being loved and cared for, I liked having someone to report to about my daily routines, and the usual sort when you're in a relationship. I wrote him a song (CORNY I KNOW but I was naive ok!) but have yet to perform for him (but which I have now completely forgotten about LOL) and everytime I went shopping I unintentionally (or subconsciously, depending on how you want to look at it) look over to the guy's section to find any clothes suitable to be bought for him...

But I never really loved him. It wasn't that type of love I had for him, I think, it was just that I loved the attention he was giving me.

I've gone out to meet him, had fun and everything. Back then I thought that our relationship could have really blossomed, but somehow one day, I just felt like I had enough of this.

I didn't think I loved him, and I felt bad for stringing him along, making him think that I returned the ardour.

So I broke up with him.

It was a very decisive choice on my part, but somehow, the break-up affected me badly. I was somehow extremely upset. For days I couldn't stop thinking about him, couldn't stop imagining what it would be like if I had done things otherwise. I would miss the calls he used to give me in the middle of the night, miss the attention and love he showered me with...

And then SPM came up, thankfully, and my heartbreak didn't seem so distinctive anymore. Slowly I let go, I stopped thinking so much about him, and now, obviously, I'm completely cured. Last time, every mention of him would beckon sad thoughts to overcome me, but nowadays any mention of his name just makes me laugh, reminding me of how naive I had been last time.

But what I want to find out is, when was the exact day that I've finally cured from the heartbreak? When was the exact morning that I woke up and not have felt the utter sadness anymore?

Isn't it a wonder, that something that used to hurt us so much, could one day just be dismissed as a simple laugh?

Maybe it's because I've never truly loved him, so getting over him didn't seem like a great deal of problem for me. Plus, I had SPM to concentrate on, so I had to force him out of my mind...

When we are faced with a problem, something which conjures up a very terrible heartbreak, and especially when you feel very helpless because there is nothing you can do about it, I guess what we have to do is just pretend that everything is fine.

Pass everything off with a cheerful manner, and sooner or later your pseudo-cheeriness will somehow turn into a real type of happiness, and you spend lesser time thinking about your problem.

That's what I'm doing. I'm passing my daily life with phony smiles and fake happiness, in hopes that they will slowly turn into realistic feelings when I end my day.

So far it's been working for me, though of course during the darkest of times, I still allow myself to wallow in my grief. It is not because I am too weak to counter my sad thoughts (or maybe I am), but it is because I still want to feel my sadness, because they usually revolve around memories which I really treasure, and I would want to have something I used to love that hurts me now, rather than not have it at all.

Do you understand me? It is like, thinking about you makes me feel extremely sad, but I'd rather be extremely sad than not think of you at all?

Yes, that's exactly how I feel. So Vendrick dear, thanks for your concern and everything, but I'm fine, really. (:

I'm happy. Most of the time.

On the contrary, YOU concentrate on your own love life lah! lol

Chuz.

A Love Story

An original story.

Yesterday, I sat down beside him while he drove. While he was concentrating on controlling the steering wheel, I, on the other hand, was unintentionally reminiscing about the loving times we used to have together...

...About how when he was driving, one hand on the steering wheel, and the other free, he would use his free left hand to reach for mine, and entwine our fingers together.

And when arrived at stop lights, he'd bring my hand, safely enclosed in his, to his lips and give it a gentle peck. I would then return the gesture to him, as a kind of silent act of affection and I love I had so much for this man...

But those days were over.

When he drove yesterday, my hands were securely by my sides, and his free hand was resting freely on the gear, though serving no purpose, as it was an auto car.

Once or twice the skins of our hands would both register a touch against each other, because they were placed very closely side by side, but never touching. A slight turn to the left as the car journeyed, I felt his hand brush against mine again.

Though just a gentle brush, the passion, affection and memories immediately bombarded my mind and I had to vigorously, albeit mentally, fight from taking his hand into mine once and for all. Oh, how I longed to touch his fingers again, to entwine them around mine, to feel his warm palm against my own...

To be completely honest, while I was silently keeping from trying to take his hand into mine, I could vaguely feel vibes of passion emitting from him as well. Perhaps he was having the same thought as mine? Could he have wanted to hold my hand in his as badly as I did him?

However, I dismissed those thoughts as wishful thinking and told myself that he would never express any form of affection or love for me again...

But I was wrong.

A few seconds into my mental war to prevent myself from grabbing his hand, I felt his hand lift from the gear and it proceeded to rest slightly above mine. His gentle gesture hinted that I should release my nervous grip and hold on to his awaiting hand instead...

I obliged, and feeling a sudden rush of passionate yet dangerous vulnerability, our fingers entwined once more and formed its secure clasp again, one which we were once so familiar with...

I immediately felt total comfort and easiness around this man I used to own and still love so much. Or perhaps I'd never owned him before, merely captured his heart for a short period of time...

I silently hoped that time would stop and our fingers would stay laced together forever but just as I was finishing my discreet wish, I felt his fingers wriggling gently for release from mine.

Reluctantly, I let him go and slowly returned to reality.

Our relationship was over and the gentle gesture of holding my hand was merely a friendly touch on his part, but what he didn't know was, to me, it was a strong sense of heartbreak and painful reminiscence of what we used to have together...

I guess I wasn't wrong after all. He had really stopped loving me...

Jo-Yee

I AM A BAD FRIEND.

I made a mental note to call Cherrie yesterday night to wish her the infinite of luck for her new school day at Cempaka International School but I FORGOT!!!

And kenape I forgot?

Because I was too busy uploading the stupid Cherating photos!!! Not to mention BLOGGING about it afterwards!!!

Oh my God, if you ever come close to thinking that making me your best friend is a good idea, then I suggest you to think again and pick a piece of cheese instead.

I am a bad BAD BAD BAD friend.

I don't understand why Cherrie still wants to be friends with me though, must be because I always lend her my eyeliner bought from Elianto...

So!

Cherrie is currently in her new apartment now all the way in Damansara (I think)! She is now in her very nice room (according to her! Hmpf! - I am just jealous) waiting for her wardrobe to arrive so that she can unpack her stuff lol

But that silly girl I don't know what is wrong with her HOW can she make such a mistake I tell you I feel like strangling her everytime I think about the fact that:

SHE DIDN'T BRING HER LAPTOP TO HER NEW APARTMENT IN KL!!!

I don't understand WHY WHY WHY she didn't bring it there, because CHERRIE! If you don't bring it there how are you going to survive the night??? It is not like you have homework anyway, since it is only the first day of class??? (or maybe JPA sponsored A-Levels students have homework on the first day of class? I wouldn't know, obviously, since I am not one)

Sheeesh. I am so mad at her.

How am I going to contact her now? (sms very slow phone calls very ma fan plus I WANT WEBCAM I WANT TO SEE HER ROOM!) How am I going to give constructive comments on how she is supposed to decorate her new room?

How am I supposed to pester her to bring the billboard of my photos and hers that I've given to her for her birthday last year and hang it on the wall directly above her bed so that she can gaze at me longingly every single night before going to sleep???

I tell you, that girl needs a nice clean smack on her butt lah!

How am I going to pretend I am one of the elite JPA-sponsored students if I cannot even pretend that I am in the same room with her (since she got no laptop thus no WEBCAM)???

Some more, besides all these childish reasons, I seriously want to know why she didn't bring her laptop???!!??? I mean, isn't it supposed to be a NECESSITY?

I tell you, if it were me, I'd have left my luggage of clothes at home than forget to bring my laptop. My Dell is an ESSENTIAL in my life. I CANNOT live without it.

In fact, screw men. I wanna marry my Dell.

Anyway.

I am very happy for Cherrie because she has been waiting for this for a long time already.

I think I should mention that it is the same for me as well, not the part to have Cherrie separated from me, but the part about having her stay in KL in her own apartment (okay lah, own room nia. Wait. Not even room. She's sharing with another person. Whatever lah still fun) so I can trash her place every weekend or something!

Although sadly Cherrie was told that visitors are forbidden from entering the premises but I don't care lah, I'll just put on my big big black plastic frame geeky specs and wear slacks and office blouse and pretend I'm one of them JPA-sponsored students and sneak into the place.

Tee-hee.

I cannot wait to hear about EVERYTHING that will revolve around Cherrie's life from now on! SO EXCITING!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Before I go, one last time: WHY DIDN'T YOU BRING YOUR LAPTOP TO CEMPAKA CHERRIE???!?!?!?

Thank you so much for reading me ramble aimlessly and uselessly about my best friend.

I think that ought to give you a vague idea about how boring a life I have.

Chuz.

Okay lah I decided I want to blog about my Cherating trip today after all!!!

FINALLY FINISHED UPLOADING ALL 40 PHOTOS TO BLOGGER.

No I didn't use image hosting webbies cos I'm scared in future my account dies or something then my photos won't appear anymore.

So instead I patiently uploaded my photos 5 by 5.

FINALLY FINISHED UPLOADING ALL. So now can start:

I didn't want to blog about this trip at first, because it is going to take AGES but then I decided I want to blog about it after all lah, since I am so free now.

Also, I think having the pictures here will also help me blog lah, cos then I wouldn't have to screw my brain up so much just to figure out what had happened throughout the whole trip! =D

Okay. MULA!

I woke up at an unearthly hour of 5am and then got ready to go fetch Xy. After that we went to school together. Xy was very groggy as usual, because she didn't sleep the whole night!!!

Must be because she was too happy to be chatting with Daryl to go to sleep...hmm...

Anyway, the bus took a 45minutes delay happily, leaving us to wait there like MORONS (as Vendrick says) because he got lost otw. -__-

So we boarded the bus, and I slept throughout the journey with my mp3 in my ears.

Okay kidding along the journey there were stops and happy chats with junk food and other unhealthy food lah...



And we arrive at MERMAID INN! In Cherating, Pahang! Very exciting because OPPOSITE THE BEACH!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE



And this was (I'm gonna use past tense all the way, because I'm blogging about my experience, not the picture! People who don't give a shit about Grammar will not understand what I'm talking about but whatever lah) our chalet! Damn syok because got air-cond!!!



The beautiful beach!!! I tell you, I love to take pictures.

And I absolutely love to take photos of beaches! Because for some reason they always turn out nice!!!

I don't know if it's because of the sand, or the sea, or the sun or whatever, but my beach photos always turn out very postcard-like one!

Happy! =D



THE FIRST MEAL OF THE WHOLE TRIP!

You will notice that there is an ikan kembung on my plate.

You will also remember (as if) that I do not like to eat fish.

So why was there a fish on my plate?

The answer: I also dunno. Probably because there wasn't any other meat there, and I couldn't be satisfied with my meal without meat, I just picked up the fish to pretend it was chicken to make myself feel better.

What am I talking about?

Don't even bother figuring out. Don't waste your brain cells.

MOVING ON!



After that I ajak all 6 Bawah Setia people to go take photos at the beach!!!

The three angels (Qian Yun, Yvone, Qiu Xiang) didn't join us as usual, because they preferred to be on their own, and Mr. President VENDRICK ENG KWAN YONG also didn't join us because I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE HE WENT!

He disappeared!!!

So too bad lah sir, your own fault for disappearing so no fun photo-taking at the beach for you!



Jump shot FAIL! lol



I love this photo so much lor. Thank you Mr. Peter Tan. It is unusual for me to end up liking a photo of me taken by another person, so this is a very great compliment to you.

Because I am a very leceh person. I cannot stop complaining about people's photography skills one. Or actually, lack thereof.

LOL I sound so annoying aya whatever lah.

CONGRATULATIONS PETER! =D



Then we went to some Penyu centre.

I tell you. I actually thought we were going to witness penyu laying eggs. But in the end we only saw some video in this video room.

No penyus laying eggs. NONE.

This is a travesty! I WANT TO SEE PENYU LAY EGGS!!! PENYU PENYU PENYU!!!

Okay you will be wondering why I cannot just type TURTLES instead, but that is because I think PENYU is a very funny word.

You try to pronounce it: PENYU.

LOL not funny meh????

Okay moving on.



Oh! Yes yes, this is the place we went to!



After that we went to the smelliest place on Earth.

And where is that?

It is KILANG MEMBUAT KEROPOK LEKOR omg

Just reading that sentence also you can imagine how SMELLY it is right?

I tell you, if you think your shit is smelly, if you think Beekay toilet is smelly, if you think ACS TOILET is smelly, if you think that can of tuna you left at the back of your fridge since last 10 years is smelly, if you think a horse's mouth is smelly, if you think a Standard 4 student's school shoes are smelly, if you think you live beside a sewage system and the air you get is the smelliest in the world, then...

THINK AGAIN!!!

The Kilang Membuat Keropok Lekor is 1000 times smellier!!!



Photos to prove to you.



FUCKING SMELLY. But so delicious lol



HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHA

Pardon me. I just cannot stop laughing everytime I see that.

I wonder what they have at CB village. I hope it's not.......

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Okay sorry I am so dirty.



After that we went back to Mermaid Inn.

We were supposed to play some games on the beach or something.

Very excited because it involved BEACH!!!

Woo-hoo!



ONE OF THE BEACH GAMES!

This game was called...wait let me think...

Kaki panjang or something hahahahahah no I made that up I forget what it's called. lol



VOLLEYBALL! Which my team won!

No we won purely based on all the member's talents combined!

What do you mean there were few school volleyball team players in our group that was why we won?

That is completely absurd!

What do you mean I just stood around with the other non-volleyball players and let the volleyball dudes help us win the game?

No such thing! Cis!



TARIK TALI!

Which our team lost purely because the other team cheated.

What do you mean there is no evidence that they cheated and we lost simply because we were too weak?

False accusations!

I say they cheated means they cheated.

*****

After that we went FISHING!!!!

Okay technically we just held on to this BIG BIG net and walked into the middle of the sea, created this BIG hemisphere with the net, and then walked back to shore to count how many fish we had caught inside our net hemisphere.

Why no photos you ask?

Because I walked into the OCEAN la siao how to take photos?

And not fair! The students went in two times and only managed to catch like 10 fish in total????? But when it was the teacher's turn they caught like 50 over fish!!!

How come like that one?????



After that we all went to bathe because everyone reeked of sea water.

And then we went over to the hammocks to see Mr Peter already waiting to eat the fish (the barbeque pit was near the hammocks) so we decided to take photos!!!

I want to mention here that I am very grateful and impressed by the person who created hammocks.

It is THE BEST THING TO SLEEP ON EVER.

And I include that in the list with David Desrosiers Mohd Fauzi Samsudin (LOL I am such a slut) Johnny Depp and my own bed.

HAMMOCK WINS HANDS DOWN.

After dinner we went to sleep!

Oh forgot to mention that the time AFTER DINNER and BEFORE SLEEP was probably the best time of this trip.

Why? Because:
1) Everyone sat around talking and laughing and bonding
2) I had a very pleasant phone call from the person I missed most throughout the trip
3) There was a super cute and aodrable kitten that suddenly jumped on me while I was on the phone!
4) The kitten manja with me and tried to bite my finger!
5) The night was damn nice because it was breezy and chilly
6) I had a very pleasant phone call from the person I missed most throughout the trip
7) I had a very pleasant phone call from the person I missed most throughout the trip
8) I had a very pleasant phone call from the person I missed most throughout the trip
9) I had a very pleasant phone call from the person I missed most throughout the trip
10) I had a very pleasant phone call from the person I missed most throughout the trip

Tomorrow! We woke up late and missed breakfast.

I also forgot to wear my swimsuit instead and wore my only remaining dry bra to go SNORKELLING.

Which would definitely wet my bra, obviously, so I ended up having NO dry bra to wear for the next day fml



Tee hee I was in the middle of the sea! Yeah right



On the very fun boat ride to Pulau Ular! No there was no snakes there.



Very pretty sceneries at Pulau Ular though. I like. :3



TIME FOR SNORKELLING!!!!

And then after that, we packed all our stuff and headed for another state! =D

TERENGGANU!!!! Angullia Beach Resort and this was our chalet!



FUCKING HATED IT.

Firstly, the room was damn SMALL.

There were only TWO beds. And one mattress.

All those had to be shared by 7 people.

Secondly, the stupid room was damn filthy. The floors were dusty, the bedsheets were full of disguting black spots and dust, and the toilet OMG THE TOILET!!! SUPER DISGUSTING the walls INFESTED WITH ANTS!!!

And when I was peeing halfway I saw a FUCKING BIG COCKCROACH NEAR THE SINK!!! I quickly ran out and almost died in fear.

I hate cockroaches.

I hate that room.

Okay to be fair Angullia Beach resort wasn't TOO bad lah. I just hated the chalet.



Sexy photo of me and Xy in bed.

LOL very suggestive sentence.

NEXT! We went to menchandat sotong!!!



In the bus! Xy looking very gloomy!

But I reminded her about SOTONG and she became excited back! Hahahahahaha



CAMWHORE!



Remember to request for room-service before you stay in their chalet. Don't scare yourself with big fat cockcoraches, it's unhealthy.

*****

TA-DAHHHH!!!



We arrive at the JETTY! =D

Jeti Pulau Kapas? Forgot liao...



THE BOAT!

Okay sorry I mean the GIRLS! lol

From left: Yi Hua, Yvone, Qian Yun, Qiu Xiang and Chen Ai!



THE BOYS!

Yen Siang, Peter and Vendrick! =D

I tell you. BOYS. B O Y S.

Got alot of ideas one.

If you are in love with them, it is not a good thing. Because then they will think of alot of ideas to hurt you.

If you are not in love with them, then it is a good thing! Because they will think of alot of ideas to make you laugh! =D



LIKE THESE 3 SIAO KIAs.

Walao I tell you, with them, you CANNOT STOP laughing one.

1) They will sing weird songs
2) They sing weird songs using weird voices
3) They make crab jokes to annoy Xy lol
4) They keep talking about pelampung to annoy Xy
5) They keep pretending to be captains of the ship
6) They are gay



FINALLY! After 1 hour plus of boat ride, we were far enough in the ocean to start fishing for sotong!

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee SO EXCITED!

That's my chandat and my sexy legs.

In the end after waiting for so damn long I didn't even catch any sotong so I decided to just lie down and sleep.

Sleeping under the stars on the breezy boat with a bunch of good company was the best ever.

We were supposed to stay on the boat fishing for sotong till 5am in the morning one but then we were so jaded already (NO SOTONG cheat one!) at about 12am we told the uncle we wanted to go back to our chalet to sleep. Hehe



Tomorrow morning had the best Nasi Lemak and toast breakfast ever! Don't ask me why lah I also dunno I just love the sambal and the toast and the coffee! =D



After breakfast Xy and I went to hang out by the beach! =D

Hmm, in my opinion, the beach front at Anguilla was not as nice as the one in Mermaid Inn.

The Mermaid Inn beach was cleaner, more sunny, and the sand there was whiter. And there weren't too many people.

In Anguilla, the beach was dirty (like its stupid chalet) and there were alot of kids around. It screwed up the whole beach serenity concept because the kids were damn noisy.

Okay lah that is not valid but whatever lah Mermaid Inn beach wins!



Tee hee after that we went to some Chinese Town!

I just noticed that Terengganu Darul Iman sounds alot like Sharul Naim. LOL

Darul sounds like Sharul and Iman has the exact 4 alphabets as Naim. Hehe And Naim is from Terengganu!

*proud to have figured out this coincidence

Meh.

Meh because the town was very boring.

Only one thing interested me, and that was the damn old-school parking meter! LOL

Aya how come I didn't upload the photo here?

Cis never mind if you wanna see the photo, just go to my Facebook profile lah k?



Then we went to Pasar Mayang/Mayam?

Forgot the name.

I've been to this pasar before last time with Girl Guides so I wasn't so interested to go in there again lah.

I just even got down from the bus because I wanted to look for Mr Potato! In the end also didn't find. ):



After that on the way back we stopped by Mermaid Inn again to have lunch and to snap GROUP PHOTOS for ACS Kelab Pencinta Alam!

Hehe, meanwhile these 2 siao kias played on the swing...



Then, because we still had time to spare, we went to the beautiful beach again to play!!!

And we caught (okay the boys caught) baby crabs!!!

Everybody together now:

SO CUTE!!!!!

Hee hee.



THE SOTONG THAT WE CAUGHT!!!

Woo-hoo! I tell you, fresh sotong is really different from any other sotong.

The meat was DAMN succulent and sweet and juciy and eeeeeeeeeeee I am personally a sotong-hater but I still thought that the sotong was damn delicious.

Omg fresh sotong...... *drools



After group photo we went home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FINISH this blog post finally.

Omg damn long and exhausting.

For more photos just head over to Facebook la k? ;)

Chuz!

ps: I know lah this post is too brief but don't care lah too tired d

I am back from Cherating!!!

Hello everyone! I am finally back from Cherating!!!

But basically it's not even a Cherating trip since we ended up going to a few places.

Cherating, in Pahang and we also went to Terengganu! Naim's hometown! =DDDDD

I am feeling damn lazy to blog about it now, because even uploading the photos to Facebook takes FOREVER, so I'll just leave BLOGGING about it for another time la hehe

Well, overall I had alot of fun during the trip and I came to realise alot of things.

Such as:
1) Men are such liars.
2) Men are such losers.
3) Men are such users.
4) Men act according to their lust
5) Men should not be trusted
6) Do not ever fall in love
7) Absence makes the heart grow fonder
8) Men are selfish people
9) Men have weird mood swings
10) Do not keep your hopes high when it comes to men because you're gonna get hurt more that way

So after coming back from this refreshing and very realisation-filled trip, I vow never to fall in love again, or allow myself to fall in love again, unless you know, it's TRULY the right guy.

Meaning:
1) Guys who are single
2) Guys you can meet up with easily
3) Guys who really, really, truly LOVE you
4) Guys who CAN DRIVE
5) Guys who do not ignore your calls or messages
6) Guys who will find ways to call you even when their phones are out of credit
7) Guys who appreciate you

You see. There are so many reasons to look out for when you decide to fall in love. Because it's not easy to fall in love with someone.

And when you have fallen in love with this person, but in the end you both HAVE TO break up, it is PAIN that you can never feel anywhere else. PAIN LIKE NO OTHER.

Pain that somehow feels like:
1) You wish you can DIE
2) Crying every minute of the day
3) Crying so much you are surprised your tear ducts can produce so much tears
4) Wishing you can sleep 24 hours so that you wouldn't have to think about your heartbreak
5) Everytime you think about it, you feel like stabbing yourself with a kitchen knife
6) It especially HURTS when you have to pretend that you are okay when you are clearly all broken up inside

And alot more la. So guys and girls, watch out. Love? It's some dangerous shit.

If you think I'm being immature and stupid about this, then I guess you've just never felt heartache like mine before.

Or like, you've never been hurt by someone you truly love before.

So, in short, you are not in experience to judge ME, so DON'T.

I've been through all this, and if you want to say that I'm weak, I'm NOT. Because I'm still ALIVE.

Although the first week of the heartbreak feels like HELL, feels like you NEVER want to live again, but now I'm all fine already.

I'm over that pain. (I hope)

I'll never let anyone hurt me again.

Chuz.

ps: wtf how come I end up writing about this? Aya whatever la