The Pretty Things In Life

Saturday, April 26, 2008

ok saturday. its finally the weekends and boy im tired. i feel lyk my body can breakdown anytime. so im gonna stay home today and rest!

this whole week was a bloody fattening week. i ate full meals for almost every breakfast, lunch and dinner. what about next week? no chance to lose it at all too! cos there will be kfc's, sakura and some birthday dinners waiting. "yumm yumm yumm yumm".
pardon me, fatsos always do dat.

ok lets blog about molesters.

a few days ago selet was molested. she was in the bus packed with people and this man was standing right behind her. he could change body position but he didnt bother to. and his dick was right at her butt! fucks. okay then she was like trying to comfort herself "ok nvm.. maybe he cant move.."

and the next thing he did, he put his hand on her shoulder! she turned and gave him a stare and he let go. a few minutes later he grabbed her thighs! fucks. she whacked him with her elbow and shouted "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

everyone looked including the bus driver. he tried to explain that he was trying to hold the pole. WTF? he got scared and walked straight to the seats at the back of the bus cos many alighted already.

shit. if it was me i would be too traumatised to know what to do either.

ok so u might think. 'its not jus his fault she wore too sexy-ly for man to resist'

WROOOOOOOOOOOOONG.

I got bloody molested TWICE when i was at Mecca. I was in a friggin big sized jubah and a big sized telekong OKAY.

First, i was molested by an USTAZ. YES. A FREAKIN USTAZ from Indonesia. He was the leader of my team. can you believe that.

I jus finished my tawaf rounds and i was SOOOO shagged i couldnt walk straight. i took the escalator up. my parents, my aunties and uncles were in front of me. this freaking man who calls himself Ustaz took the escalator too and stood beside me.

AND. he hugged me. and asked "CAPEK YA? (you tired?)"

WHOAT?? YES IM DAMN TIRED BUT YOU DONT HAVE TO HUG ME.

then he moved his hands down down to my hips. and then he took my hand and rubbed it. my uncle turned around to talk to him and he quickly let go of my hand. GOODNESS. I WAS SOO TRAUMATISED I DIDNT KNOW WAT TO SAY.

back at the hotel room i told my dad. my dad got angry and complained our tour leader and the day after that freakin man backed out.

Next day.

I was looking for some jubahs and he (the shop assistant) approached and showed me some jubahs i might like. he took one and placed it on my body and pressed his hands against my breast. THE HELL.

i pushed his hands away and he pulled my hand to his FRIGGIN DICK WHICH WAS FREAKIN STANDING HARD.

GOODNESS. so many things was going on in my head. i felt nauseous, i wanted to puke, i wanted to cry, i was angry, i really didnt know wat to do. i didnt want to make a scene cos i was right in front of Masjidil Haram and I'm a girl. I went to my dad, I told him and WOOH.

My dad created a scene.

He was sooooooooooooooo bloody angry he shouted and shouted at him the whole street was looking at our direction. He asked him to explain wat did he do to me and he was denying BIG TIME. My dad say "Allah saw what you did you better apologise NOW!"

He said "sorry but i never do anything"

WHAT. i was so mad. i replied him "if you still think you didnt do anything then you say sorry for what!" then he jus said "sorry sorry im sorry"

this bloody molesters really need to be whacked and pissed in the face. really. jus what were they thinking?? they think by doing that we would want to sleep with them? THE HELL. they deserve to sleep in the cell i tell you.

whatever it is, i'll never forget maria's story. she was disturbed by a mat who thinks he's hot. His body was grossly oversized (abang abang body lah tu). He was wearing this tight black v neck top with a dragon print at the back, and a freaking gold necklace around his neck.

and the best part ever: she whacked him with a badminton racket.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. KESIAN BEROK KAYA.
(mana nak dapat berok pakai gold necklace?)

smiled at 3:47 PM

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Thursday, April 24, 2008

ok. some scary shit just happened. fucken scary shit. fucken fucken scary shit.

i was on my way home when my sis called me and asked me for help with her ntuc stuff. so i went to meet up with her and we went home together with my dad. my dad took his own sweet time in the car so only me and my sis walked home first.

as soon as we reached home i opened up our home door and we both shouted "ASSALAMUALAIKUM!" my mom's room door was wide open and i saw her holding irfan. and also, i saw a woman sitting at the dressing table, whom at first i thought it was my other sister, turning her head to our direction.(it wasn't clear cos if you know me well, you know how bad my eyesight is.)

i went to the kitchen straight to put my shoe in the cabinet, and headed straight to my mom's room to greet irfan after dat. and i was lyk "eh? mama kakak mana?" and my mom was like. "kakak belom balik"

OK SO WHO THE HECK WAS THAT WOMANNNNNNNN WHO TURNED HER HEAD TO US.

I WAS LIKE "HAH? MA??? MA BIAR BETOL??MA!"
i could feel my body trembling and my eyes became watery.
and she said "KENAPA???????!"
and i told her what i saw and she said "NGKAU JANGAN BEDEK! MANA ADA ORANG KAT RUMAH!"
"I NAK BEDEK BUAT APA MAAAAAAA!"
then my mom's eyes became watery too. i could hear her voice shaking.
"AGAKNYA SEBAB TU HARINI IRFAN NANGIS SATU MACAM TAU!"

my dad came into the house and she went running to him. she looked more panic than I did. she told him what i saw and my dad jus chilled.

ok so now i feel a little scared but constantly reminding myself there's nothing to be scared of. these things are EVERYWHERE. its just a matter of whether you see it or not. i dont want to be scared in my own house cos its silly. ok but i dont deny i am a bit scared. but i don't want to be. ok apapelah. as long as it doesnt disturb our peace.

i just hope irfan won't be disturbed cos my mom say he has been crying non stop this few days.

ok dahlah stop it.

smiled at 8:57 PM

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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

okay. one more birthday entry. cos its my nini's birthday today!!!!!! woohoooo!! woopeedo! one more member in the "girl in 20's" club!

okay. first and foremost, i would like to apologize to nini aka babygal_kempro for not wishing you a happy birthday live right in front of you. i wish i could but dunno howwwwww. no chance ley! however i hope you had a great birthday dinner with your family kay!

ok nini sayang ku zaihana, you must know that youre a reallie great bestfriend anyone would die for. you really pay attention when i need someone to confide in. n most of the time i'll feel a lot better after talking to you. thank you so much for all the time you spent with me. no bitter all SWEET SWEET memories. with your all time nonsense imaginations like how salwah kisses sumone from below, how to open salwah's ribbon with a thumb and of cos conversing with me in foreign language. jus who on earth would do all that??

wat would we be without you zaihanana? most probaby a bunch of boring bitches in the pool with lord k*****.

wat would we be without you zaihana? how beautiful fate is to bring us together. rather than only seeing you in bus 811 catching you staring at us? HAHAHA. LOVE YOU RAIHANI ANUAR.

ok. since we didnt get to wish you face to face on ur birthday, this is all that we manage to do okay? other than that, wait for dis weekend!

P/S: Jangan lupa faezah cakap jangan pakai coli dis weekend.

xoxoI LOVE NINIxoxo

smiled at 11:39 PM

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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

two facts you hafto know about me:
every night i promise myself to sleep at a certain time but I always end up sleeping later than I'm suppose to.
every morning when i hafto wake up i regret that i slept late the night before.
if i dont know myself i would have bantai aje.

OKAY. TODAY IS FAEZAH DARLING BIRTHDAY. SHE'S NOW 20. THANK GOD IM NOT 20 ALL BY MYSELF AT LAST. SO THIS ENTRY IS SPECIALLY FOR YOU OKAY.

Faezah darling you have been a special friend of mine since primary school. I've seen you grow from a fat librarian to a hot rihanna look alike. Your dirty hands and bimbotic jokes has always been funny enough to cheer me up when I'm down. I will never forget that particular time when we were so close we were like an item. We shared so much in fact too much. I miss those times. And thanks for accompanying me to meet a mat rep at khatib when we were 14. Really appreciate it.
It hurts me bad when i hear you cry or see you sad. Cos someone like you don't deserve to get hurt at all. You MUST know that you are a beautiful person inside out. There has always been an empty slot in me when you're not around. Thanks for being my friend dear Pekjah. I've always loved you and will always do. Happy 20th Birthday. May God bless you.

P/S: Kau dah bukan TEENager lagi ok. Kau dah tua. welcome to the club.

xoxoI LOVE FAEZAHxoxo

smiled at 11:10 PM

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Monday, April 21, 2008

godd.. its such a tiring day today. all thanks to my stubborn pair of eyes for not being obedient. went to bed at 2am yesterday but finally slept only at 3. goodness. i couldnt stop yawning the whole day at work.

me and sally realised that we are like a couple. she skipped her other half of school for me, while i walked aimlessly around town waiting for her. how romantic is that? and on top of that we even ate sushi together by the fountain of takashimaya. awwwe. which reminds me, i sat beside a gay couple there (i think). they were massaging each other's hand and one of them massaged the head of the other guy. they looked so loving. goodness. luckily i was too sleepy to watch more.

OH YES. i saw a DKNY bag at wisma. and i fell in love... its a VERY simple small bag. i bet not many like it cos its pink! its fully pink but its HOT. eeeee. geram. i tried carrying the bag in front of the mirror for almost 5 minutes man! the most dangerous thing about it is, its affordable! i think its only $200+! ohmygod. this is bad news for my next pay!

ok. jeans at Dorothy Perkins are EFFING CHEAP. i couldnt believe my eyes! its lesser than 50 bucks! damn. i wonder why i've never tried shopping there before. the dresses are cute too!

sigh. kesian eh. i kesian myself. do nothing else but work and shop and work and shop and work and shop. if shop literally shop takpe. WINDOW SHOP AJE. AARGH! what should i do to myself man. what else can i do? is this all? aduuh stressnye.

smiled at 11:00 PM

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Sunday, April 20, 2008

Yesterday was quite fun. Went out with my usual girls. Planned to window shop at Far East but ended up shopping. I bought a hot hot hot bag which only has ONE PIECE at Series. but yeah. i guess i'll be the only one carrying that bag in Singapore. ummmcheh. MCM YEYE.

So here's the bag. In case ade orang mengamok at my tagboard if i dun show it. HAHAHAH. SAYANG FARAH~~

But in the pic it doesnt look THAT hot. Real life hot k. Especially when im carrying it. Aisehmen kucing kalau nampak boleh mengamok.

I also bought a shoe. but normal pointed working shoe not worth wasting time taking a pic. Anyways, all credits to Sally. She gave a whole new meaning to shopping.
It took us about half an hour to finish browsing the whole of Far East. We aint got no time to waste in the show biz world. HAHAH. Sally's berangan: Im the celebrity and she's the manager. So her perangai became mintak-kene-bantai-jalan-laju-heels-nak-pecah.

I really feel mcm nak ban aje whenever she claps her hand or snaps her finger. hahaha. But oh well, it was fun! we're so gonna do that for our next shopping outing. Save time and burn fats!

Pssst. I lost 2 kg after the food rationing dis week. *kucing hails*

smiled at 1:52 PM

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Saturday, April 19, 2008

ok. the next thing im gonna say will make people menyampah meluat wanna puke and u'll hate me so much macam nak kene bantai. cos i've been saying it so many many times and it makes me sound like a typical bitch who doesnt stop talking bout this thing and only this. BUT. i need to go shoppinggg. GOODNESS GRACIOUS. I NEED TO SHOP. I NEED TO. Im in desperate need to..... if i don't i will lock myself up in my room and melalak.

im having extreme wardrobe malfunction. i think i look lyk makcik makcik most of the time. HAHA. seriousss man. i need all. i need make up stuff, earrings, tops, pants, shoes and bags. im reallie reallie running out of those. eeeeeeeeeee. diam la rosalina.

so today is a saturday. and i cant stay home for the fourth consecutive saturday man! shit. i need to go sumwhereeeeee.

eeee. what kind of blogging is tis. blogging nonsense.

anyway, yesterday i had the most weirdest dream of all. i dreamt that there was a snake under a chair my dad was sitting on. it was going to attack my dad. i took a knife and jus threw at it. and suddenly the snake turned to a cat. AN EFFING CAT? and the cat's face broke into half. and i laughed watching it in pain. MY GOODNESS... how ruthless was that........ i wud never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever hurt a cat.. but since it was a snake at first its okla. kucing jadi jadian tuu. BUT WHY THE EVIL LAUGHTER SIAK. my goddddd.

smiled at 10:59 AM

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Wednesday, April 16, 2008

OH MY GODD. THERE'S JUST SOOO MANY THINGS I WANNA BLOG ABOUT. BUT THERES SO LITTLE TIME. IM ALWAYS TOO SLEEPY. BUT HECK. IM GONNA BLOG ABOUT SOMETHIN TODAY. MY TEARY EYES CAN WAIT.

ok. first thing's first. Im having fever, AGAIN. actually i've been having fever for lyk 2 weeks already. and the doc said i hafto check again if it doesnt stop. they were afraid it might be denggue fever. SO blood test was taken last Monday. My first blood test ever. i didnt noe I would chicken out to see my own blood in a tube! Results was jusnow and... godd.............

the doc called me early in the morning sounded so concern "rose.. where are you.. do you still feel sick? are you ok?"
inside my heart i was lyk.. yes doc why do you sound so nice towards me? is there sumthing unpleasant that you have to tell me..
so i replied "yea.. im doing owkay.. im on my way to work.. how's my result?"
she said "you don't have denggue.. but you have something else.."

god i freaked out! i was lyk "WHAAT??"
and she said "dun panic.. don't go to work come straight to clinic i will explain to you ok.."
the whole journey after dat was lyk SHIT to me...

so i reached the clinic. i waited for an hour for it to finally be my turn. the clinic was heck busy. and by the time it was my turn, the doc was lyk. "ok the infection is jus that you have too much white blood cell. take anti biotics and if by monday you're still not feeling well come back i may have to send you for thorough check"

errrr. ok thanks. you don't sound as concern as you were on the phone. err ok.
"so.... the problem with my blood is jus that it has too much white blood cells? thats all?"

"yes.by monday you should feel ok. if not you come back"

ok doc. thanks bye.

"PHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW" was all i can say. "ALHAMDULILLAH". from the way she talked on the phone i thought something serious was going on. luckily its jus that.

so i happily walked to office and told my colleagues about my result. with happiness written all over my face. then a friend of mine was lyk. "ROSEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. OMG. THATS DANGEROUS! MY COUSIN DIED OUT OF IT."

i almost fainted. ok thanks. i grabbed her biscuit and ate the anti biotic right away.

ok.. whatever this white blood cell thing is, i hope it will cure soon. please pray for me ok..

smiled at 10:36 PM

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

Im gonna go shopping today! Whee whoo whee whoo! Its been so long since I last went shopping! The last was a month ago when I went for a shopping spree and got myself 7 pair of shoes! HAHA. U.R.S got sale maah. ok today is totally a handbag day I'm gonna focus my eyes only on bags. of cos i can grab some dresses if i see nice ones laa. whoohoo!

guess what. i slept at 6am yesterday and woke up at 9. shits. i hope i wont be too tired today before getting my hands on some bags.

Anyways. i was doing nothing when it totally strucked me to listen to Tamia - Stranger In My house and also Never Every by All Saints. Golly that was sooo long ago. i went to search for it on imeem and i got hooked listening and singing along with it over and over. so yeah. im gonna try this for the first time. Posting my singing here. MUAHAHA. So get your ears ready. Lower down your speaker and..... critic!

and here's another. All Saints - Never Ever

Eeeee. Sebenarnye paiseh sikit. Heh. Pardon the pitchyness and the out of the tuneness.

smiled at 12:28 PM

So its was Saturday a few hours ago and did I go out? NO. I did not for the 3rd consecutive Saturday. How nice.

"What are your plans for the day?" a friend asked. "Oh i need to clean my room, wash my clothes, clean the house and the toilet. I have to cook and i plan to go out with my baby nephew later". WOW. Just how MOM-sy is that. Reality check Rosalina. You're friggin 20. So please. Stop doing that on weekends!

Ok so Salad will be joining me for work this Monday. I'm so excited! At least she will keep me motivated to dress up for work. Cos I don't want to be any less hotter than her in office. HAHA. I always don't have the mood to look for nice clothes to wear, what more dig for matching shoes. And to top it all up, my colleague ever told me "Rose, no matter how hard you comb your hair, every minute every second you will still look like you didn't bathe". HAHAHA. Shit. I gotta do sumthin bout the hair mannnnnnn.

So now I'm in a dilemma. Im contemplating on whether to curl my hair, rebond, or just leave it as it is. Actually, I like the shape and the volume, but the problem with my hair is that I hate the fucking texture. Its dry and frizzy with very active fly aways. Which equals to makin me look like I didnt take a friggin bath. How shameful.

20% of me is telling me to curl. But knowing myself, Im sure I'll be lazy to take care of it which will make me look worse in the end. Furthermore, the products to help maintain the curls are very costly!

40% of me is telling me to rebond. But I dont want the rebonding to ruin the volume of my hair making it look flat and as tho its stuck on my head. Forget my natural waves, it'll definitely be gone. AND Im just so scared i'll look like a typical minah. SAD. How sad.

60% of me is telling me to leave it as it is. For a simple reason. Im a chicken. And I will have to live with my hair which has been the same for soooooooooo long.

I need major help. HELP.

Here's a quick reminder of how my hair looked and looks like:

OK. Firstly, putting my pics side by side like this makes it obvious that i LOVE to slunt to one side when taking a pic. Nyaha! Pardon me, but even mariah carey do dat owkay! Hmm.. ok the hair... Holy maccaroni. I think it has been the SAME for YEARSSS. Shoots.

smiled at 2:51 AM

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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Im really tired of working. My life is basically all about work. I wake up in the morning, get ready for work, and basically the rest of the day is just work. From 9 AM to 6 friggin PM. In the evening I will either have dinner with my friends outside or I'll just go and have it at home. And by the time I reach home I'll be too tired to do anything else but lie down on my bed and surf the net, msn, and update my blog. How friggin boring no life loser am I oh my godd..

I wanna be my own boss. Have my own small humble cafe. WOW.. At least there's some meaning to waking up really early in the morning. On the airconditioner, clean and neaten the table cloths, set the music. Start cooking and preparing. Customers come in. Feed them with my pasta and lots of cheese. Of course with some hot tasty honey wings at the side. And a peach flavoured drink topped with cherry. For desert, chocolate ice cream with a small crispy waffle on a hot sizzling pan. The day will go on and on that way.. Feeding people.. WOW............ Im sure I will definitely feel the sense of satisfaction every single time the day ends. How wonderful is that.

I would have started it a long time ago if I have the capital. Money is a huge issue. But I don't wanna go owing some money from the bank and get myself in trouble. How I wish the government offer some help for young entrepreneurs. Do they? If they do I'll do it right away as soon as i turn 21 next year. Yeah..

Ohmygodd.. Im not even thinking as I type. Im so sleepy my eyes are tearing. Im off to bed. Cheers.

(Tell me bout the government help thing if you know. Thanks.)

Meanwhile, here's a visual torture for you.

smiled at 10:59 PM

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Monday, April 7, 2008

Ok so i just bought dis new laptop. Acer Aspire series 4520. My goodness it is so freakin slow i almost cried. It took me 15 freakin minutes to just turn it on! How zaman purba is that????????

So what the heck am I doing awake at this hour? Im working tomorrow i have to get up at 6.30am. And now its like 5 I'm still adding a post to my blog. Gee....

I was bored so I went to youtube just watching random vids. And i gotta share this one cos I kinda melted listening to his voice. My goatttt....

What do ya think?? Oh my gosh right. woooooo...

Ok ok. Guess what I'm doing right now??? Im eating!! Im munching on my spaghetti!! Goodness.. Memang makin gemok lah kau salina..

Hmm. I think my entry today is kinda random. I don't feel like like updating actually cos nothing much happened over the weekend. The reason why Im updating is just because Im scared of Salwah. Cos she'll go saying "Alah! Ada blog tanak update buat ape!"

Heh. Love you Salwah.

smiled at 4:56 AM

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Friday, April 4, 2008

Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don't
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won't
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul

I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Arie

When I look in the mirror and the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where it's supposed to be
And I know my creator didn't make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes; I'm lovin' what I see

IS THIS SONG ME OR WHAT?

I still remember when I was a teenager (bebual mcm ye ye mcmlah dah tue sangat), i use to complain a lot about myself to my friends. Lyk why am i so fat. Why is my hair ugly. Why is the shape of my face so round. Why are my shoulders broad. Why are my hands so manly. Why does my feet look lyk mat kotai's. I hated my feet cos its huge i cant fit into shoes. And there were tonnes more. I could just waste my time looking in the mirror and cry for hours. How psychotic is that?

Honestly, I use to feel lyk a friggin ogre especially among my friends. Cos they're beautiful. They make heads turn. They get lots of compliments from others. But no matter how beatiful they are, they too complain a lot about themselves. And I'll be like "For god sakes please shut up, u're perfect". But whenever i complain about myself, and in turn they reply the same phrase to me, I'll be lyk "yearite you're jus tryin to make me feel better"

Thankfully as i grew older i learned to love myself unconditionally. I could look lyk Angelina Jolie but there are still some people in the world who thinks she's ugly. On the other hand i could look lyk Queen Latifah. SO?? She's a beautiful big woman and many craze for her. So whats the point of whining so much? No matter how perfect you are, beauty still lies in the eyes of the beholder. And the most important beholder is yourself. If 1 thinks you're ugly, there are 10 others who thinks you're hot.

Bottomline is, jus be yourself. Love yourself. Appreciate the gift from God for you. Have self confidence. And you will be GORGEOUS.

For teenagers who are sill struggling with yourself. Just relax. Its jus some hormones thing. Don't go and kill yourself cos you'll miss out on a lot of other beautiful things in life. For all you know handsome prince of Netherlands might fall for you in the future. Aisehmen..

smiled at 5:33 PM

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Thursday, April 3, 2008

Goodness gracious. I can't remember the last time I blogged. Wow... this feels great. This is me. This is so me. Typing all the crap about myself. Like a diary. Only more. I love you blogspot!

So I'm back! I'm back to this internet world. Im back typing about my life and for all you know someone from London is reading! (aisehmen London seh..) OLA!

Ok so i went missing for a while. Because.. hmm lets not elaborate on that. But what important is, I've been a selfish mofo. Yea. A HUGE selfish one. But its alright. Im growing. Its part and parcel of life to make some mistakes. Im now 20 and a happy girl. A VERY lucky one. Cos i have the bestest friends in the whole wide world who are VERY forgiving and they really love me dearly.

You girls have no idea how much I cried missing you guys during that period of my life. And you have no idea how afraid I was to not get to see you guys get married and have babies. I've always looked forward to see this in about 10 years time down the road:

Salwah having a home, with only disposable plastic utensils availabe in her kitchen (as she is very aggressive when it comes to washing dishes. And i really mean aggressive).

Maria making us her devil sausage EVERY SINGLE TIME we come over. And EVERYTIME she does, the smoke alarm will go on.

Nini scolding her children "Takmo main air! Jangan macam macam eh mama tak bawak baju" OR "Alaaaa.. tanja anak mama.."(the word is actually manja but mushier version).

Faezah's kitchen with empty cupboards and an empty fridge. Husband come back from work mengamok. And she'll call me "Salina, extra lauk bawak datang sini."

And of course for me, my dining table will be filled with dishes. Dari hujong ke hujong. And my child will still be hungry. Like mother like son. HAHAHA.

I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH. 3 CHEERS FOR THE REMPAH GIRLS!

Ok life update. Im now working at a law firm somewhere in Tanjong Pagar. As a lawyer of course. (macam faham) And I have a bunch of colleagues who has never failed to make me laugh. I've been learning tagalog from one of them and don't be surprised if you see me wandering about at Lucky Plaza in spaghetti top and hot pants. FUUH.

Think I'll look disgusting in those? Think again. I am now attending yoga classes for fun and of cos to lose some of the extra me. What i worry about is, people might mistake me for Eva Mendez 5 months down the road. How tragic is that.

I became an aunt about 4 months ago thanks to Irfan Daniel. He is the love of my life now. He is growing up so fast. And of course, me, as a good aunt have been buying him clothes almost every other week! Reason: the button always looks lyk as tho they will pop out anytime. He's just so adorable. Lyk how Nini will say it.. "Alaaaa tanja.."

My baby, Snow sadly passed away on the 28th of July last year. He was 14 years old and the vet said he died due to liver failure which is common among aged cats. For about a month I cried at least once a day reminiscing the times i spent with him. I still sleep with the blanket he last slept on. Bacteria no bacteria I don't care. If his soul were ever to come and see me, at least he'll see me still loving him. He's the most beautiful cat in my eyes ever.

Alright for those of you who knows me well you've definitely heard me complaining about not having my own space at home before. Cos i didn't have my own room and for 19 years of my life i had to survive with a cupboard in my mom's room, and a drawer at the living room. I really didn't have my own space which made me kinda depress. HAHA. Yea I'm serious. I cried at the window in the middle of the night when i was 13cos I fought with my sister for putting my clothes on my bed (which is in her room of cos). 19 years of rage made me promise myself to turn Debbie Travis when I have my own room! However its not for the faint hearted cos its extremely girly you might hate the sight of it. But I LOVE my room!

Okay. To wrap up. Now Im single. Happy. Emotionally and physically healthy (except for some extra kilos as usual). Financially comfortable (of course.. im a lawyer remember)I have all the love in the world from my family and my friends. What a life! All thanks to Him. Alhamdulillah.

LOVE IS BLIND. I AGREE BIG TIME.

smiled at 12:52 PM

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