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2008, a blast in the end?

2008, a blast in the end?

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goodbye 2008, hello 2009.

i guess i spoke a little too soon. right after the FC party at solaris, mt. kiara, i headed to ampang (diagonally opposite zouk) for drinks with the boys from the other side. and my 2008 ended in a blast, i must say.
A BLAST INDEED IT WAS. my car windows were smashed and my car was broken into. the funny thing is, ive had a funny feeling that something was going to happen to my car. like more scratches, or have my antenna stolen again. so i took out my fenditta (fendi) shades, and whatever i thought shouldnt stay in the car for incidences such as, surprise surprise, car being broken into and stuff. i left home about 11.15pm, head to mt. kiara, then left at 2.30am, head to ampang and then left the cafe at 4am (or was it 4.30am?) only to find my car windows have been smashed without the alarms on. this car is the least fortunate car in the world. everyone’s telling me i should sell it off. if only it was that simple, really. *shrugs*
i hope your weekend’s been a better one. i just got back from the police station and i think i should head to bed soon. ive been staying up the whole time. SIGHS.

how two-o-o-eight went! :)

how two-o-o-eight went! :)

i guess it’s the time of the year again where i’m suppose to sum up my two-o-o-eight. but i don’t have the strength to write my usually monthly summaries so i’ll just do an overall;-
i became overly-active in both, facebook & fighter’s club. i got myself a new car. my dad bought a new place. i am a proud grandmother/great grandmother/great-great grandmother/great-great-great grandmother (i think you get my drift) of many gerbils (i’m giving them out btw, so if you’d like to have some, leave a message). i am still working at the same place. dating the same guy (which is good). i am fatter & uglier (so much for high self-esteem haha!). i had an oral surgery done. i met some of the greatest people in the world. worked with some of them, well-knowns. i am wiser. and not to forget older. i am tired, all the time. i am addicted to BLOODY addicted to women’s secret. i am earning more. i am full of scandals. i am in love. i am stronger both mentally, emotionally and physically (my bouncy tummy can ward off harm well these days). my hair has gone from curly to blonde to orange to brown and cropped. lina got married. i got lazier. i have my social life back.
in conclusion, im happy with the things i’ve done this year. although certain things could’ve gotten better, but hey, que sera sera. cheers to a happier and more successful two-o-o-nine, now, shall we? and merry (se)xmas all!

i’m a juggler. but not because of my large jugs.

i’m a juggler. but not because of my large jugs.

heh. *brushes the dust aside*
there is nothing more satisfying than having your site up once again. i dunno what just happened there but i know amirul of ultraunix had something to do with it’s revival! thank you and here’s another free plugging!
i know i havent been saying much here. trust me, i do want to. but it’s just how scary that the whole entire world knows about this site and i just lost my privacy. again, i should’ve thought about that when i first started keeping a site of my own, don’t i? it has been six to seven years since i first kept what was once known as an online journal (better known as blog now, short for weblog). my facebook account has lost its privacy as well although i’ve locked it making sure it’s for friends only. seriously, the net makes everything way too accessible (trust me, i know because i’m good at googling).
i admit i like sharing certain things with people, about me, my life, and what i eat *snicKers*, but it’s not very funny anymore when things you’d like to keep to yourself gets leaked out. long distant relatives from faraway land, broken hill, starts calling your other long distant relatives to speak about you. the news spreads around and before you know it, you get questioned about this and that. i don’t like being questioned. and i’ve been really careful about what i say on the net but i guess you can only prevent just so much.
i’m a juggler. no, not because of my large jugs. but i juggle a whole lot between work and social life and some private ME time. so for you to judge me based on like, for example, my social life, then you don’t know me. so STOP talking about me already. so what if i snog girls. so what if i date a whole lot of people. and if i drink a lot. or even if i snort. again, these are all IFs*. stop assuming. stop reading and then start having fancy thoughts about me and what i do. SHOO!
and oh, i got my hair chopped off! heh. i’ll try to get a photo of the new me somewhere and upload it. or, you could facebook me. toodles!