People I Love. (:

I am going to attempt to write an entire post about five four people who matter in my life. Please do not feel offended if you are not on the list because that does not mean that you do not matter to me, but it's because if I do write about every single person in the world who matters to me, I would not finish even after TEN THOUSAND times of reincarnation. I'm serious. Please do not inquire about the point of this post because I myself don't have even a modicum of comprehension.

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So, without further ado, let me begin! :D

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Mummy
Okay, despite all the complaints and rants I write about my Mum (hey I just realised I don't talk that much about my Mum! In my blog anyway...), I really do love her. She's one of the very few people who even only the thought of losing her makes me choke back tears. I'm serious. I'm not a very teary person, so when an occasion arises when I actually feel like choking back my tears, you know it's a very big deal. Sure, she is sometimes inordinately unreasonable, but most times she's done her job as a caring and loving Mum very well. :)

Although of course being the very good daughter I am, I always respect her with all my heart. Similarly also like how with all my heart I wish that the previous statement is true. Truth is, I am not a very good daughter, but I'm not a bad one mind you, it's just sometimes I forget to respect my Mum. :P But is it really my fault if she keeps doing things which involuntarily make me lose respect for her? D:

Okay fine it is my fault. So I fully pledge, in the presence of my keyboard, mouse, and er, printer, that I will try to ignore the painful truth that my Mum gambles (quite frequently), invests in lotteries and refuses to heed my health advices which I've learnt from so many boring hours of Biology (Biology is very interesting actually, it's the teacher who's boring) and try to respect her with every fibre of my being. (: (: (:

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What? What do you mean I'm being sarcastic? Just because I put three smileys there doesn't mean I'm being sarcastic okay. In fact, it is the total opposite: I'm just trying to accentuate my point.

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No SERIOUS! I'm not being sarcastic! Not even in this sentence! Really!!!!!
(this is what you get from telling too many lies. When you finally tell the truth, nobody believes you anymore anyway. Maybe I should just go on telling lies for the rest of my life)

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Aun Che
I don't know if you know her, but I conjecture some of you do. If you remember (which I highly doubt you do so go check!) in many of my previous posts which I've mentioned about a certain cousin of mine who is so inhumanly kind that I always need to take five seconds of breather to actually try to comprehend her existence? Yes, that's her. Ever since I was born, I had been living in very close vicinity with her family until when I was about 12 or sommat when she moved to KL to live with her husband. During my adolescent/forming years, she had always been around me.

Verdict of her kindness? Well, she always buys me alot of things, ever since I was young. Whenever I desired something, be it a toy, food, books, clothes or whatever, she would get it for me. She bought me sooooo many things when I was young that when I went to (Primary) school, my classmates (yes, that includes you too, if you're from the same Primary School as mine) often mistook me as someone who came from a rich family, when in actual fact, I wasn't (and am not). Uptil now that even I'm only ONE year short of being a legal adult, she still buys me alot of things. As I actually have a brain now which functions, I know how to say 'no' to her, because when I was young, I was too stupid and naive and greedy to refuse her kindness before.

Okay so it is not only by materialistic means that she's kind to me cos she also cares alot for me and my family. If the frequent reminders of 'take care' and 'get more rest' are any indications, which I'm sure they are. In fact, her whole family are very kind people. For example, her parents recently lent a whole car (well, of course it's a whole car, where got people give half cars one) to my family for my sister's use, and even encouraged us to sell said car for a better one; WITHOUT HAVING TO PAY THEM BACK.

So, isn't it crazy how inhuman (in a good way) they are for being so kind? Tell me WHERE ELSE you can find such kind people and I will give YOU that whole car.

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Daddy
If you guys are wondering why my Daddy is in the third position and after my cousin, well, it's because my Mum and Aun Che could have done more for me in an entire week than my Dad has his entire life. It's painful but it's the truth. Not to say that I hate him or anything, because I love him alot actually, it's just well, it's the truth. My Daddy's not lived under the same roof as me ever since I was very young. It's true, he's taught me alot of things and pays me my monthly allowance and all that. But even if he starts accumulating merits right now by fulfilling his rightful responsibilities as a father, his deeds still can never measure up to what my Mum has done for me these 17 years. Unless of course if he buys me a car, a laptop, and a W910i gold colour JOKING JOKING I'M JOKING.

Plus, the one thing about him that I really cannot tolerate is his smoking habit. Even after my constant nags and lectures regarding health care, he still refuses to listen to me. However, he respects my wishes for him to stay at least ten feet away from me when he's smoking as I don't want (my family) to die of second-hand smoke.

STILL.

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Geeeesh. Thinking of this really makes me perspire with anger you know. I seriously cannot comprehend smokers. HELLO. Knock your stupid head and think of the consequences of smoking please? Even if you do not give a damn about your OWN health, at least respect others who actually want to die with healthy lungs okay.
Anyway, my point is, my Dad is a very big part of my life, because I've learnt alot from him and yes, even though I don't live with him, I am technically still afraid of losing him.

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Fourth position on list has been REMOVED

(refer to this post for more information)

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CHERRIE
Yes! In capital letters to accentuate and emphasise my love for her. :D Okay no, I am straight and not gay, (though of course there is nothing wrong with being gay) and so I am not in love with Cherrie, as much as my behaviour when I'm around her seems to portray that I am. I've known Cherrie for more than half my life and in recent years we've grown to be very close to each other. :)
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I'm really thankful to have her as my friend. And well, frankly, I think she is the only friend who understands me so much that sometimes I fear letting her know more about me. because I scared she blackmail me with my embarrassing secrets And the best part of our relationship is, without having to show publicly and manifestly that we care for each other, it actually shows (we've been told many times), no matter how much we try to hide it. (: Only during very rare occasions that we very subtly announce that we actually appreciate each other's friendship (for example....ah whatever, it's fuck hard to explain).

I KNOW. You are getting goosebumps on your goosebumps now right (haha, got this from Pastor Kevin, super funny! :D). Yea, I have them too. I actually have goosebumps on my goosebumps' goosebumps. No don't say that you have goosebumps on your goosebumps' goosebumps' goosebumps because this is MY blog and I will have the most goosebumps atop goosebumps than any human being on Earth. I have goosebumps on my goosebumps' goosebumps' goosebump's goosebumps' goosebumps' goosebumps' goose goose bumps bumps goose bumps goose bumps bumps okay whatever.

The point is, I conjecture I should write this down because I really want to show how much I appreciate these few people in my life. Maybe in the very sad but totally possible occasion I were to be infected with some terminal disease and suddenly die while I'm busy plucking my armpit hair (JOKING JOKING I shave my armpits one hahahaha okay TMI), at least Mummy, Aun Che, Daddy, April and Cherrie will know that I appreciated them when I was still alive and I will continue to do so, even if I'm not there in flesh.

Walao, super philosophical. :P

Ciao.

Pissed.

I am damn pissed right now. Okay I was even more pissed earlier, but after my roti canai telur bawang, I kind of feel better already. But still, I'm pissed. I cannot believe there are even poeple like this, (no I can actually, they are called SELFISH people). So do you want to know why I'm so pissed? YES YOU DO I DON'T CARE. D: Even if you don't you have to pretend that you do.

Okay so, being the President of the English Language Society (ELS) in school, and having one of the most unreasonable and stringent teacher in the whole school as the Advisor, you can pretty much surmise that this post is not picnic. And yes, it is NOT. To accentuate my point I shall put five exclamation points behind this sentence!!!!! Do you see the burden of this post now? No? Fine. !!!!!!!!!! Ten exclamation points for you. Do you feel the stress now? No? Twenty then! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, a little bit pointless, but well, at least you get my point now don't you. I wonder how many of you actually counted the exclamation points hahahahaha So you see, as this is my last year of high school, *a moment of grief please over this statement* okay, so since this is the last year of high school for me, I reckon I should work my ass off to leave a mark in this school, so that my Juniors and teachers at least have something good about me by which to remember. So, work my ass off I did, and do, planning meetings, conducting meetings, this that this that this that this that this that this that okay that's enough. You get my point.

BUT, today, during which an ELS meeting was supposed to take place (of which my ELS Advisor was fully aware), my ELS Advisor out of the blue, mind you, decided to conduct another meeting of her own for the newly formed Interact Club (IC) which is also under her supervision. And I conjecture she knows full well that almost 80% of the ELS members are also IC members, but did that stop her from having an IC meeting at exactly the same time during which the supposed ELS meeting was supposed to take place, WITHOUT advanced information, or information AT ALL to the President of ELS, namely: ME, Tang Jo-Yee??? NO, it did NOT, you wouldn't be surprised to know. God, how selfish can people get? Imagine if I'd done that to HER. I would have gotten the lecture and/or beating of a lifetime (from her) I tell you.

She stole my members and in the end I was left with only FOUR people (including myself!) who attended MY meeting. I wouldn't be so mad if she had just ENLIGHTENED me of her stupid IC meeting (albeit last minute) but she did not even BOTHER to do so. Come on, I know you are my teacher and I should respect you and all that shit, but I'm human too and I deserve to be respected as well okay. Imagine if I neglected to respect you, oh, I don't know, you would have just punched me square in the face, that's all. No, I'm serious. She soooooo has the tendency to do that okay. She uses very vulgar words when she threatens people so what are the odds that she wouldn't be violent in executing them too?

Sheeeeeesh. People these days are like conspiring in testing my patience or something. I don't usually get that mad when someone pisses me off (at least I try to forget it and just let it be after Pastor Kevin's advice the other day) but it's hard you know! It's like, blow by blow I'm hit with accusations and disdainful acts from people AGAINST me. What have I done to deserve all this I ask you. What????????

Last words: people please do not laugh at my current header. I know it is a little bit too childish for my own good, but I DON'T CARE. I like it! ): You just don't like it because you're JEALOUS. YES YOU ARE. ): ): ):

Enough of nonsense. Ciao.

This Is Life

I guess sometimes life is just that: life. Ever changing, ever surprising, ever anything that you can never imagined.

Okay so why am I babbling so philosophical all of a sudden? Because I have been hurt. Oh, it was a very subtle type of pain, but it's there. And the most painful part? I have to force myself to accept it.

Imagine, people, that one day your friend, A invited you to go DVD shopping with her. Having wanted to buy a few DVDs yourself, you become eminently estatic, both at the prospect of going for the DVD shopping AND also the prospect of watching the DVD with your friend A.

So technical problems occur, the DVD shopping had been delayed. A few days later, you came to know that your friend A had gone and bought the DVDs herself (one of them a movie that you both initially wanted to watch together) and then arranged to watch that particular movie with her other friend, B without even bothering to ask whether or not you wanted to join them. What was worst? She made the arrangement with her friend B RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE.

Wouldn't you feel hurt? I mean, she'd made plans with you, and then without information at all she just blew you off and then went on to another arrangement with her other friend?

Okay so now let me reveal the people labelled 'you', 'A' and 'B'. 'You' is of course me, duh, 'A' is my sister, April and 'B' is obviously her boyfriend, Tommy. I know this incident is not a big deal and that it is common knowledge that when you have a boyfriend, he automatically monopolises all your time and then family bonding begins to fade and fade. Noooo, it is not any of our faults. It is just the way it is. (to me, at least, it is the way your EXCUSE is) No one is to be blamed. WHATEVER.

Is that really any way to hurt my feelings, by blowing me off just like that? Sometimes I wonder WHY I even made plans with her in the first place, knowing full well that she has the tendency to break her promises whenever the name of her boyfriend ever arises. Seriously, why do I even care?

So, this is life isn't it? Full of disappointment and broken promises.

You know what? I have found the perfect solution to this. The perfect solution to make me feel happy again. But the thing is, I have neither the capacity nor the time, nor the chance even, to execute this:

Go shopping. Seriously. I really really really want to go shopping right now. I know I don't have alot of money, but I want to have new things. I'm greedy but I don't care. I WANT to go shopping. And I think I deserve to go too, considering the fact that I spent the whole of last two weeks doing school projects. I SOOOOOO deserve a full shopping day. Alone. Without people to bug me or bother me or whatever.

It is fun to go shopping alone you know. At least you can head to whichever shop you intend to go, and you wouldn't need to consider anybody else's feelings except your own. And I also want W910i (gold colour) because it's fucking cheap right now but I'm comtemplating whether to spend the 300 bucks on the phone or my hair (I want to straighten my hair because its so long now! :D).

Hmmmm. Tough decision........

Well, I guess that's enough. I was feeling damn sad when I started the post but I'm feeling soooo much better right now. Must have been the shopping talk. It always does the trick. (:

Ciao.

Fuck Off.

I know I've told myself time and time again that people who try to bring you down with accusations and lies are just plain childish people. And I've also reminded myself time and time again to just let them be because it is not worth it to waste my time on a bunch of childish sore losers.

But I feel compelled to write this post anyway, simply because I want to make a statement and prove to people that behind the very happy and care-free facade I wear everyday, lies a part of me which may get PISSED too. I have a long stretch of limit, but if you reach my breaking point by going overboard, DON'T surmise that I'm going to let you off that easily.

Firstly.

To those who think that I might not be a more deserving Captain for a Sports House than you APPARENTLY think you are, fucking think again. I got the post. Not you. I got elected. Not you. So would you please stop it with the judgement especially when the truth is right in front of your stupid eyes? You can ask my Titiwangsa members. And by Titiwangsa members (I acknowledge only those who actually contributed to the Sports House. I am sorry but I don't give a fucking damn about those otherwise), I mean those who actually attended Sports Practices and actually witnessed the shit that I did for my House. For those who only attended ONCE, shut your stupid mouth and judge YOURSELF before you judge others.

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Stop being such a SORE LOSER. Or worse, someone who can't bear losing. In a simpler term: kiasu. I don't mind actually if you go to ends to make things work for your own Sports House, but don't compare your apparent passion towards your Sports House and then announce to the whole world, or at least, try to display to the whole world that I apparently don't possess the same amount of passion for my OWN Sports House. People have different ways of showing how much they care, and if yours is neglecting all your school work and more important priorities, while mine ISN'T, then fucking let it be. You may think that you are better, but that is EXACTLY what it is: your wishful THINKING. Do not turn it into such a statement when it doesn't even carry a MODICUM of truth in it.

(I conjecture I should have written this whole paragraph in past tense, since Sports Day is already over, but then this is such a general topic I think it applies to every single aspect of one's life (especially where jealous people are in the picture; which is probably EVERY aspect); just substitute "Sports House" with something else and there you have it - a totally different scenario with the same story)

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Okay even if you THINK that you are better, and the odds ARE with you, can't you just SHUT UP about it instead of rubbing it in my face? And ultimately degrading my people skills and leadership? You can talk ALL YOU WANT behind my back but don't do it in front of my face. If I was hungry and barbaric I would have eaten you up just to see you disappear from the face of Earth, even if you taste disgustingly bad. That is how PISSED I am.

Everytime you think of bad-mouthing someone, please for the love of God think of your own inadequacies first. If you are Stephen freaking Hawking and you want to degrade me about my Physics skills, then by all means, enlighten me. But if you're Britney Spears reprimanding me on my skills on child-care, then shut the fuck up and fuck off. If you're no expert on the subject, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE to bad-mouth my apparent lack of skills in said subject?

Losers.

Ciao.

Which stupid Sports House Captain forgot to bring her CAMERA to her school's Sports Day, huh??? WHO????????????????????????????????

ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's WHO! Can't believe what a total idiot I AM! D: D: D: D: D:

I didn't even snap pictures of my awesome Titiwangsa members during the March! I feel so guilty okay! They did so well in their performance! Although of course the other houses apparently did better, considering we didn't even get to the Top Three. But it's okay. (:

My members were so adorable and passionate, that's all that matters isn't it?

Thanks girls! (:

TITIWANGSA ROCKS! :D :D :D

WIRA MERAH JUARA SEKOLAH! :D :D :D

The Perfect Boyfriend! :D

I have never really sat down and thought of what kind of guy I would want as a boyfriend, meaning, the guy I would spend the rest of my life with la, because all this while all I've always convinced myself that as long as he loves me and I love him back, that's all that matters. Something really important and crucial suddenly dawned on me just now and then all of a sudden I felt like I was missing a big piece of information in this BGR. (Boy-Girl Relationship for those who can't decipher it)

And that is...okay so we all know all that crap about how when you love someone you will love his flaws also, regardless of whether or not he smokes, rapes, sings loudly in public while scratching his armpits (okay I'm exaggerating), because well you love him don't you? So you've got to accept all his flaws whatsoever.

But then in reality, this is one very important detail. It is not about whether or not you are in love with this guy, it is about whether or not you can fall in love with this guy in the first place. Makes sense right? For example, all your life you hate people who smoke, take drugs and drink. And then all of a sudden, you meet this one guy who smokes, do drugs and drinks. So how are you even going to fall in love with him in the first place let alone say you accept his flaws when you do fall in love with him (let's say under inexplicable reasons)?

Okay so you're probably asking, so what if I have fallen in love with this guy first and then I find out that he smokes, do drugs and drinks? So then, there is just one question for you: How are you even able to claim that you've fallen in love with this guy when you don't even know if said guy smokes, do drugs and drinks? My theory: You can never love someone that you don't know. Never. Period.

So we cannot really put the blame on people who dislike someone because of said someone's flaws, taking the excuse that those people are just too narrow-minded to accept the difference in personality and lifestyle of the human race. But then sorry la. That is life man. If you see this robber running around stabbing people and then steals their cellphones do you go make friends with them? What? Different personality and lifestyle what. Accept them la.

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So you see what I mean? But of course when your boyfriend has a flaw that you can tolerate, then it's all well. It's even beautiful that you accept and embrace it, but if it contravenes with your life's principles, just forget about the guy. This is your life you are talking about. Do you want to spend the rest of your life with a guy who's made you alter your life's principles (not to mention unwillingly) simply because he's too selfish to change his profligate lifestyle?

I don't know about you, but to me, NO WAY MAN. In a relationship, compromising is very important. So just now, I actually sat down and thought of the guy that I would see myself dating and wanting to spend the whole of my lifetime with. And surprisingly, I brought out facts about what I want in a guy that I myself have never even known before! :D :D :D

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THE PERFECT BOYFRIEND

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FAMILY-ORIENTED

I've never thought about this before but then I realise I really want a guy who cares for his family. One who does go out with his parents for shopping or anniversary dinners and all without rolling his eyes in disgust and then proceeds to stuffing his PSP into his pocket and then leaves the house grunting the whole journey. To me, if a guy knows how to treat his family well, and even enjoys their company, then you know he is BOUND to be one guy who will treat YOU right.

DOESN'T SHOUT OR TALK LOUDLY

(unless of course it's something he's really excited about and he's got no control over how loud he may sound, that's excusable)

I really despise people, especially guys who talk VERY LOUDLY or shout when they're trying to make a statement or when they're angry. That, I really cannot tolerate. For example, let's say this guy mentions something about the weather and then his girlfriend couldn't catch what he said and she goes, What? and then he shouts back, THE WEATHER!!! I really cannot tolerate someone who speaks loudly, instead of taking the mature path of explaining things in a diplomatic and peaceful manner.

And what's worse than that? A guy who goes, WHY NOT? when you tell them not to be loud. God, I just hate guys like that. So, long story short: I hate guys who raise their voices at their girlfriends. Period.

HAS MONEY

Sorry but this is the painful truth. I love money. Money makes everyone happy. Don't you deny. And so of course I like guys who have money. Even if the money's from his mum or dad, as long as he saves some and isn't completely broke when he needs to spend money, I'm fine with it. Okay so this doesn't mean I hate poor people la. I just hate people who don't make the effort to generate money or when they do generate money, they don't make it a point to save them. All they do is just spend spend spend spend. Yuck.

BUYS/MAKES/GIVES ME RANDOM THINGS

Yes this is vitally important too. Because nothing is more genuine in love than a partner who wants to make you happy 24/7. I'm serious. This is not about money and I am not a materialistic girl thank you very much (or maybe I am :P). If you couldn't bother to think up something that makes me happy, I am not going to want to date you. Sorry.

TAKES EDUCATION SERIOUSLY

Seriously man, this should be on the TOP of the list. I really really really cannot tolerate people who do not take education seriously. People who always flunk their papers simply because they are too LAZY to study. I hate people like this I am sorry. I want someone who's intelligent and more importantly, who WANTS to be intelligent. A combination of both is of course the best la. :P :P :P Yes I admit that I only want to be smart so that I can showcase my pride and show off to people that I CAN DO IT. What is wrong with that? With my pride and dignity I am definitely going to be privileged with more opportunities and chances and that is the ONLY way people in the world are going to take me seriously. So that is what I am striving for. Besides, aren't I at least better than those who just sit by the corner complaining about life and not doing anything to make a difference? Pathetics.

DOES NOT PARTY

Enough said. Well actually not, cos then you will think that I don't like guys who celebrate their own birthdays. So okay, what I mean by PARTY is, going out till the wee hours of the night, going clubbing or to cybernets, guys who think only of dancing and having fun and that's about all that revolves in their lives. I cannot tolerate people who have no goals in their lives. Serious. I like a guy who goes home at reasonable hours and even if he does stay up late, he's doing it at HOME or at a friend's place and not out and about partying and/or racing cars illegally. I want a nice, clean guy (who listens to his parents. What? Parents give the best advices okay. No I am not being sarcastic. Seriously, they do - I AM NOT BEING SARCASTIC!!!), but of course not those boring types okay.

HOT

Okay so that is not entirely true because I don't really mind looks but of course if you are hideously deformed and I cannot tolerate staring at your face for more than 3 seconds, then I won't choose you la. Save pain ma. :P But honestly, I don't mind if the guy's no Johnny Depp or David Desrosiers (though of course if he is, it's a BONUS! :D) as long as he Makes An Effort to look nice. That's all I want. Just try to look nice. No, no, want to try to look nice. It has to come from inside and not because I say so. But of course I also want a guy who's taller than I am, and at least doesn't look like an ant when standing next to me. I want a guy who appears to be able to protect me. (heck not only appear but actually ABLE to protect me)

PROTECTIVE

Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss. This is the most awesome part man. I want a protective man. THAT IS ALL I WANT. (plus all those other stuff I mentioned above :P) I want a guy who shouts at dogs that bark at me (since he isn't raising his voice at me, it's fine), a guy who grabs my hand tightly when crossing roads, a guy who doesn't allow me to sit near fountains in case I fall off, a guy who holds my handbag for me (not to mention ignoring the stigma of holding a WOMAN's handbag! SUPER ROMANTIC :D :D :D) because he doesn't want my hand to feel too tired of holding it, gets all worried when I don't text back (and not annoyed) and and and, well you get the point la. I don't care if he's over-protective over stupid and weird stuff I LIKE IT. :D :D :D But of course his intentions have to be because he cares very deeply for me and not because he wants to appear manly and the dominant one in the relationship.

LISTENS TO ME

Listening is very important to me. When someone listens to you, it means that he/she cares for you. And that is very important. Even if you're rambling about what stupid incident that happened in your day or whatever, if he is willing to just listen and give appropriate comments at appropriate times, you know he is one man who's definitely worth your love. I seriously cannot tolerate guys who talk excessively about themselves. Like how they hurt their leg during this baseball game, or how they drove from KL to Klang and then back to KL again in just one minute, yadda yadda yadda.

I'm not saying that guys must always listen to girls when they talk and that girls don't have to bother to listen to what guys have to say, it's just, when you really care about someone, you will politely wait until she's finished talking before you proceed to talking about yourself right? I mean, when the girl wants you to listen and she shows no signs of wanting to stop, even though she's run out of things to say, then for the love of God, ask la some questions so that she can talk somemore. It shows that you really care you know. (plus of course us girls will extend the same courtesy to guys if we really care about them) (: But of course, same as the dressing up detail, the guy needs to want (this is love) to do this, and not just because he has to (this is not love). See the difference?

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So well, I guess that's just about all. Maybe if I think of more stuff I'll add them here. This is a freaking long post but I feel really satisfied with what I've written because well, I believe that the guy I choose to be with in future will be exactly like that. Because you may not know it by looking at me, but I'm a very picky person when it comes to love. Because I take love seriously. I don't play a fool with it. Read my personality quiz for more info. :P :P :P

Ciao! :D

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It is 1.11am. I have school tomorrow. And I am not yet asleep. Or even going to sleep. Because I spent the whole time reading May-Zhee's blog (no I didn't steal the hyphen idea in my name from her I stole it from Ashley's name) which I have recently come to like because it is damn entertaining :) and she inspires me for some reason. Probably cos I want to have 400000++ readers for my blog like she has or maybe I don't know, have my FIRST BOOK PUBLISHED AT 15. (but I realise I can't publish a book at 15 anymore because I am old already so I choose the former)

So..... actually I'm fine with staying up late because that usually means that I will be able to wake up the next morning. I slept at 10pm yesterday and see what it did to me! I overslept and skipped school and had to ride my bike there. Eeeeeesh. And it was a BICYCLE mind you, not motorbike. Not that I'm ever going to get a motorcycle. But then maybe I WILL get a motorcycle because Mum told me today that she will get me it in August when she gets her bonus or something. But I don't want motorcycle! I want car!!! D: D: D: I know I am greedy I DON'T CARE since NOBODY bothers to even pay for my Driver's License I will ask for a CAR just to scare them some more

A conversation I had with Dad on the phone (duh, he lives in Ipoh I live in Klang since a decade (using that word sounds so long ago right :P) ago) today:

"So what do you want for your birthday?"

*tried to think of something that Dad's also interested in so that chances of actually getting it is higher*

"I want flat-screen monitor."

"Okay la. I will try to go find."

"Yay!"

*suddenly thought of my impending wish for someone to pay for my Driver's License or maybe motivated by my Dad's generosity sommat*

"Daddy daddy..."

"What?"

"I want to take Driver's License - "

"Very fan very fan (meaning very annoying)."

"Pleeeeeeeease. I don't want flat screen monitor already. You pay abit then I pay abit okay? *grins widely* (don't even know why I bothered, it was over the phone, not like he could see my face)"

"Okay I pay RM50."

"KIAMSIAP!"

*both laugh* (Don't know what colour to put since it's both our line so decided to colour it half-half :P)

"So okay hor you pay for Driver's License??? I mean abit."

"TALK WHEN I COME HOME."
*sad because Dad was reminded of my New Toilet Bowl attitude so chances of getting even the RM50 was reduced. (for those who aren't familiar with NTB, direct translate the whole thing into Cantonese and you will know what I mean. For those who can't speak Cantonese, it means that I'm someone who wants something only for 5 seconds before I see something else that's better and then I get bored of the old one - WHO IN THIS WORLD IS NOT LIKE THAT??? But I'm not like that with boys la obviously. Or maybe I am. O_o But of course not with BOYFRIENDS la - Cantonese-fluent people, DON'T CHEAT. DIRECT TRANSLATE IT. D: D: D:)*

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Okay, please do not conclude that I am a spoilt brat through that conversation with my Dad not because I don't want to be one, but rather, I never had the chance to be one since I went through my forming/adolescent years without him under the same roof. It's kind of sad actually, cos I've always thought it would be nice to be my Daddy's girl - however childish that might sound. WHAT? I want to be loved and pampered by my Dad cannot is it? Sheeesh.

Speaking of boyfriends, I really like the relationship May-Zhee has with her boyfriend. At least, what it seems like through her blog la. It's so natural and it's like they really love each other and when I mathed it, apparently they have been dating for quite a few years ever since they started in high school. They are probably the only exception to the High-school love = Puppy love theory (this also applies to Zee Yeng and Yang Lung for lasting FOUR years since they started which was back when Yeng was in Form 1 - incredible kan? Bless them. (:). hey that looks like a vertical pig's nose In short, their relationships with their boyfriends is exactly what I want to have with mine (in future la. I am still single wey! :P :P :P).

But it's SPM SPM SPM now and it's damn BORING BORING BORING. Everything in my life revolves around SPM right now. "Oh I want to watch TV I wonder what's on? SPM.", "Oh, Simple Plan's new video, must go online check out! SPM!", "Yay! got money - SHOPPPPPPING. SPMMMMMMMM!" Sian or not my life? D: D: D: I really don't know how long I am going to survive living like this. Everyday is the same boring routine.

But oh well, this is the LAST YEAR! :D :D :D And then I will be free to go learn my Chinese and drive around everywhere! :D :D :D

Reminds me of one conversation I had with my friends the other day:

Me & Ashley: Can't wait till we're 18 so that we can go to clubs! (if you're thinking of telling me to try sneaking in cos God knows how my size permits that, save it. I'm all about legality. Except when it comes to downloading music from the net through Limewire or pirated CDs. Kekeke. :P)

Michelle: Oooooo, I want to work at Starbucks when I'm 18. (:"

Ashley: I want to work at Body Shop. Doesn't that sound more fun?

Me: *getting ready to say a damn big NO*

Shu Ee: *out of nowhere* Why would you guys want to WORK after your SPM? All I want to do is sleep and spend.

Me: *salutes Shu Ee for speaking what my mind has been going on about but couldn't find the right words to express; Sleep & Spend. Simple. (:*

So Shu Ee and I promised to sleeeep together (okay that sounds so wrong. IN DIFFERENT BEDS and ROOMS and even HOUSES la of course) and speeend together after SPM and then Michelle and Ashley can work and become old hags with wrinkles and balding heads! :D :D :D

Cherrie: You both don't have money also.

Walao. Damn potong stim la this Cherrie. D: But I don't care I still want to sleeep and spend after my holidays! At least I have Shu Ee on my side. Who do you have huh Cherrie since the person who is usually on your side, namely: me - is against you this time? D: Oh no don't think of Mae Vin, she's busy dating Leong Wee okay.

Oh shit I wasn't supposed to say that. O_O

If you don't see me tomorrow you will know that I have been eaten alive by Mae Vin who will be sharing my totally meaty leg with Leong Wee - OOOOPS I mean, with erm, Neong Mee who is, er, her new friend. :D :D :D

So ciao! SLEEP AND SPEND SLEEP AND SPEND SLEEP AND SPEND SLEEP AND SPEND :D :D :D :D :D :D :D