Yes, I’ll be renting a flat next semester. I’ve never lived in a flat before so I’m cringing. Hopefully it’s not as bad as the ones that I’ve seen and been to before cause I know I’ll just go nuts if the condition is beyond the average yuck.
The nieces have finished their canvas painting and here it is (tell me what you think hmkay?):
Ila’s Tulips.
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Do you know Summer Romance - Incubus? The chorus goes like this:
Anti gravity etc etc right? My nieces sang it Auntie Niny (that’s what they call me) instead lol. They never failed to amuse me. They (plus me nephews) are my cinta hati. Love them.
Went out with a friend. She had a breakdown. To sum things up, it has something to do with a tragic love story, which is hers, unfortunately. I was dissapointing as I didn’t do my best consoling her. The problem with me is, I suck at consoling a crying person. I don’t and wouldn’t ever know how to, I think. Is that bad? Should I do something to improve on my consoling skill? Is it even a skill to begin with?
Am I a bad friend cause I don’t possess such skill (that is if it is a skill)?
ZZzzZZzzzzZzz. Sleepy. Signing off. A very happy ZZzzZZzz to y’all.
I haven’t seen any part of the outside other than my porch, backyard and field. I’ve been cooped up in the house since Tuesday and I must say I miss being out. It’s my own fault really. I chose not to go out so there.
Will be going to Singapore this Friday (depending on the health of my brother since he announced he’s sick an hour ago). Apart from that, I’ve nothing planned out. Ouh, except of course, the meeting up with Ira and Tilla tomorrow. By the by, have you watched Cinta yet? I cried like a friggin baby. Watched it on Monday with friends. It exceeded my expectation as I thought it’d just be another ‘ol malay movie i.e billions of close ups of the actors either reminiscing about their awful past, dreaming about the unattainable girl/boy or crying over their poor selves. If you haven’t watched it, go la go. It’s good.
I took pictures of my nieces’ art creations and I’d like to share it with you. Tell me what you think hmkay?
I have nothing much to do since my final day of work. Finally, my practical training ended last Thursday and I was and am still left with nothing to do to fill up my ridiculously free time.
Sure I went to the PC fair yesterday with friends. Sure I had chee cheong fun yong tau fu for lunch and had choc frap at Starbucks in the eve. Neither one of those stated made me feel whole. Up till today, I still feel that way. To top it all off, I am also feeling somewhat annoyed and empty. Numb even.
I miss working. Can you even believe that? Me? Missing work?
Never thought there would come such a day in my life, that I would feel that way about working. Is it pathetic to have all the free time only to be spent it with nobody? I think that that’s being one of the reasons as to why I am feeling low and sorry for myself.
Ignorance is bliss, they say. But it’s not always that way.
Hm, okay, I might as well just feast my eyes on this delightful vision of my friends and I having the time of our lives last month.
I’ve been planning to start blogging again once I’m done with my practical training so be afraid, be very afraid lol.
O yea, I so need retail therapies and vacations. I need to make up for all the lost times or I’ll go nuts. For real peeps, for real 
New semester’s rumored to start on the 8th of January 2007. Not looking forward to it at all. O shah alame. yea, it’s the lamest place on earth. Only those who’ve lived elsewhere for all this time, would find it the most “happening” place on earth. A place where they can finally be what they are definitely not i.e “cool” “happening” and all that bull. Why, it’s the sanctuary for these kinda people to shine and develop their lying skills. Usually, the lab rat would be their parents. The dialog usually goes, “Saya tak boleh balik kampung minggu ni. Saya ade test nak kena stadi”. Bull ok? I think you can pretty much guess where they’d be at in actual reality.
I want to start generating traffic to this site, so do suggest me what you want to read about. Thoughts that you might want me to share with you. My views on music or whatever that you care about, do tell. Give me feedbacks kthx?
By the way, in case you’re wondering, I’ve been blogging for seven years inclusive of this “joyful” year. I never liked people reading my ramblings and babblings and that’s why I never made my posts viewable to public (for that first few years). And o, plus the fact that I had no intention whatsoever to make myself known in the internet community.
At the time, blogging wasn’t even big in Malaysia. Hell, I didn’t even know that there’s a specific term for what I was doing. To me, it’s just a useful alternative to writing and maintaining a diary cause I’m not a big fan of writing (the adjective; action). So yea, that’s how it all started, with me blogging.
I had a few fave reads at the time. My most fave’d have to be this British guy who quit high school to work at a factory to help out his momma. He’s white and wanted to be black cause he thinks (or thought, God knows what he thinks now) that he could rhyme like Eminem could. He has a wide vocab and boy oh boy can that boy write! Truly, I enjoyed reading his blog. Hypersensitive’s one of the songs he wrote and posted in his blog that I fell in love with lol. Don’t know what happened to him now though cause he closed down his website to start focusing on his preparation to go study in an art school and that was five years ago. Ok, ok enough with that. On to my next point.
Started at opendiary, then blogger, then my own website, hosted by my brother at http://meth.mangga.com. The website became inactive cause I was busy studying (lol) but all the while, I must admit, I have secretly been blogging at lj and xanga, and the posts were and still are friends only posts. And now, this over here. gergasi. Why the name, you might ask? Well, I was big or wide in my case since I’m petite and all lol. Now though, I’ve shrunk a bit so I guess you can call me mini gergasi. Why? Simply cause I still have some excess baggage, which, I most definitely want to shed off in the near future. Only then can I be an ex-gergasi lol.
So that’s it for my first ever “ex” public shy post (since my years of blogging at http://meth.mangga.com that is). I will try to update regularly for your reading pleasure, that is, if you dig my style of narrating yours truly’s life and times. Gotsa go. Reality’s calling me 