31 October 2008

Bing Bang Boom

As much as I want to slot in time to tip and tap away at the keyboards to fill in my handful of keen readers on my humorously filled with unseen mishaps and what not life in the events of balancing family, college, the dying social life and best friends in my small small hands cupped together, I can't.

There's so many things I want to blog about. But time does not permit me to do so.

I want to rant and rant over the recent change of events. I want to tell you about the moment ugly feelings I never knew existed that caught me off guard. I'd like to explain about the sudden surge of courage I had to confront things, which left me lost and secretly pleased with myself and the unplanned series of events we never saw coming.

I want to enlighten you on how leaving seveenteenhood and tiptoeing into the big one EIGHT left me with a bagful of thoughts. How my singleton status is finally being handy, not having to allocate time for just ONE person is blissful. And I also want to explain detail by detail the random gifts I've received on my birthday. How much it meant to me. How deliriously happy it made me.

I want to tell you about the wrong turnings I've taken and learnt that there is ALWAYS a way back to sanctuary. And lastly, I want to let the world know I have not been studying for Econs test on Monday. Which is why I should get my butt away from the computer and tube box and into my textbooks, as hard as it gets. Haih.

26 October 2008

I Made It This Far.

I'm EIGHTEEN!

At least, that's what's everybody telling me by the amount of text messages and phone calls I've received over the past hour.

But honestly, I'm still waiting for the moment for the bulb of wisdom to flicker on. I feel none the wiser or taller. This birthday please please let me grow taller.

5cm will be just fine.

:)

Pinkie Dinkie

We can never really tell when we meet our sole mates.

It's not as if you woke up one day knowing that at some point of the day, you'll meet the love of your life, running across the street with a cup of freshly brewed coffee and bumps into you, instantly spilling her morning drink onto your nice nice coat, and her instantly apologizing profusely over and over again, promising to fix the damage and next thing you know, they hit off together. Well, life for us un-fictional characters, isn't as grand and merry as we always want it to be.

Finding best friends is nearly always easier said than done. And yet, gaining a friend not only of the same age, same group of peers, same interest but also the same birthday, is very very rare indeed.

Well, I for one, have succeeded in finding one.

The one and only; Carmen Kong.



I would be out rightly lying if I said I instantly liked her, pinkness and all. In fact, for certain reasons, she got on my nerve. I remember crying about how awful she was. With the obstacles out of the way and a slight push from the best friend, I got to realize things wasn't the way I thought it used to be. I fact, I got a clearer insight on my facts.



Birthdays are like THE DAYS she'll mark down upon receiving an organizer, making sure no one will let it pass by, unforgotten. And thus, even if I feel like worming out from the celebratory event, I have no way out.

Which is a good thing, more presents!




And lately, she's been the enthusiastic one, always making plans. Forcing Tal outta her cave of a home and making sure I don't get too bored over the weekends. Filling up my temporary holiday with any amount of activity she could think of. Heehee.



Yup, that's her. Pink is the color and it will always be the color.



And I'm glad that after much twist and turn of events, our paths were entwined.

I'm waiting to celebrate our 73rd Birthday together!
It was meant to be. :)

25 October 2008

Pink Muffin

I'm rambling like a mad woman gone loose.

I'm making deals with god and the devil.

Cursing the lagging laptop and blaming Jin for the lousy connection.

Eating everyone's share of food just to keep my hands busy.

Scrolling the page up and down repetitively to make sure it was real and not just mere imagination.

Relief took the place of franticness and panicity.

It was like rain falling from the sky.


Phew.


As soon as I could borrow a phone and punch buttons, (my credit died on me during the most crucial moment. It always does that to me, on purpose! ishs) I dialed home.

What did you think?

That I was different from the rest of humanity? When a disaster/ awesome news strikes, I want my parents to know.

Usually, I'd miss call Dad and he'd call back within minutes. But today, he's in a seminar. Mum made up for it with equally as much enthusiasm, bangganess and happiness that I swear seemed as if it could flow out from the speakers.

And it was even better to share the news with friends who had earlier endure my series of screams, lack of patience and kepaniknessan.


4A's and 2B's.
It was all worth it after all.
*smiles*

22 October 2008

Hello from TARC's Canteen Two Foyer

Suddenly,
all out of the sudden,
I am unable to keep pace with my life.
It's as if someone pressed the fast forward button and snippets of it are flashing across me.
:S