whoa.. i had such a gastronomic weekend, i swear i put on an extra 2kg after downing those lemang, ketupat, laksa, cakes & gang. no kidding! i went straight on the weighing scale the minute i could stand. hehe. my aunt had conveniently placed that hideous device nearby! oh, the torture.

wow, there sure are many holidays this time around huh? last night my chinese neighbours were playing the firecrackers again. scares the hell outta me, hehe.. tak main ler the ciput² sounding mercun. these were mega, blasting ones. pretty cool actually, for something so scary sounding. it was something like the ones they played during chinese new year, just not as long & expensive (i think).

y'know, since cny wasn't that far off from new year, i'm in that state of 'ooh, another firework going on'.. so no biggie. it's great living in this country. with so many celebrations, we're in festive mood half year through, hehe.. and this sunday, it'll be raya haji. though it's not as merry as the other raya, my family still preps up food & all. i can imagine how it'll be like -we'll have a small gathering at my eldest aunt's place. then it's eating, talking, eating again, talking again..

oh gawd, pls don't let anyone pester me about my work status!! it's bad enough my male cousin's getting hitched in two weeks time, i'm like, unmarried (thank god there's a bf, if not pressured some more) & unemployed.

i had an ok day this morning. that's by far the best rate i could give my daily adventures, if such thing exists. went exploring through some of my fellow bloggers' sites that i took interest of putting music into mine as well. i dunno.. doesn't quite fit my persona. haha. maybe i'll keep it for a while.

read aida's blog yesterday & find myself quite interested in her entry on flirting. so interested was i that i'm writing about it today (uhuk.. i have such a boring, uneventful life). anyway, she posed the question 'is it wrong to flirt?'.. being bored out of my skull, i simply take pleasure in engaging in this sorta 'intellectual' discourses & will evidently have a say (or two-three says, despite 'em not making any sense) on it. obviously, there's nothing wrong with flirting per se. but i suppose the plot thickens a 'lil if one has a beau or a boo-boo. i do agree with her on one thing though, it's highly probable that one gets terrific service if one smiles & bats an eyelash a bit, hehe..

it's all a matter of preference. u have couples who, despite loving each other dearly, they don't quite like the idea of foregoing their sense of independence & sexuality. so innocent flirting & making (light) passes on others of the opposite sex are no biggie. perhaps they find it a kind of way to rekindle romance in their love lives, to revive their desires for one another or to appear attractive in each other's eyes. that might make sense. on the other hand, we have couples who are totally conservative. they believe one should only have eyes (hearts, hands & legs too for that matter) on their beloved & to no one else. so here, flirting is simply a no-no. then again, we could easily assume these people to have serious insecurity issues.

while i'd like to think myself as open-minded & tolerant, i do get slightly uneasy when my bf finds it okay if other chicks menyotong around him. pre-viva, he was used to being with girls who are flirty & quite touchy-feely among male friends. sad to say, i am & was never like that. even back in my clubbing days, i stick my coyness, eyelash-batting & flying kisses to my guy. maybe i am traditional at heart. ho-boy.. and here i am slamming anyone who's somewhat kampung *viv is feeling pretty bashful*.. i suppose i may have given bf a hard time cos i had a shitty experience before. the Cheating Ex was quite the flirty kind & i didn't mind one bit. but it gave me one shocking effect.. so guess that's why i have my reservations. oh well, that's my problem. i know i shouldn't 'shift the blame' on him.. but it's still hard for me to trust another, even when he's my bf.

nway.. leaving reality, this is one guy i'd luurvvve to flirt with. haha. altogether now.. roll ur eyes!

i'm running a 'lil poll here. would u, yes YOU who's reading this, tell others that u are taken/attached or the like when u are in a relationship? in other words, would u tell other people, male & female alike, that u have a bf/gf (when u do) or just keep mum about it?

i realise there are people out there who like to keep their private lives private. they don't like to talk about their sweethearts in public.. they find it nobody's business but their own as to who they're dating. i guess that's their rationale for not telling others that they have partners. i dunno, it doesn't seem any logical to me. i personally think that's kinda bogus. why hide something like that? if one's truly sincere in his/her relationship, why shush about it? why act coy & give the impression that u're single when u are not?

ok, so perhaps they didn't intend to hide their status.. i mean, it would appear weird indeed for one to suddenly discuss about his/her love life during a serious discussion with fellow technicians or while lining up for lunch. but what if a guy at work is hitting on u? or what if a female colleague drops hints that she's interested in u? wouldn't that be the perfect time to tell them u are attached, that u do have somebody in your life right now?

i knew this girl once in college. she's pretty, sweet & the object of affection of every living being with testosterone then. even with me, a female who has no intention of turning gay, she won't admit that she has a bf (in which i later found out that she did). note that i was in no way being nosy regarding her hearty matters, but i had some guy pals wanting me to be the 'postman' (hehe.. those days), so i figured it'd be appropriate for me to ask if she was seeing anyone.

what do people mean when they say they're not seeing anyone when in fact, they do have a bf/gf? are they simply side-tracking? hoping to find 'the one' while keeping their temporary sweeties as a safety blanket? cruel or what?? i may be a teeny bit bias here, cos i for one, used to be that blanket.. and it sucks i tell u. nobody deserves to be treated that way. u should treat ur partners with respect. u should let other people know how wonderful they are, or at least of their existence, even if they're not 'good enough' by other people's standards (who cares bout what other people think? are we still 16-17 that we give a hoot on peer pressure?). if u don't dig him/her as much, don't start a relationship with them. it's that easy. u can't cut the cake & eat it too.. or in this case, u can't have a bf and still want other guys drooling over u.

p.s i'm not having bf problems, just thinking aloud :)

urgh, another week ahead.. wish the weekend never ended (haha, what an enthusiastic start. and it's only monday!). my trip to the waterfall (we went to sg. gabai at hulu langat btw) turned out quite well. the only glitch was there were too many ppl around! we literally had to squeeze past others just to seize a spot. after moving twice -under a tree was good but twas too slippery, on a bench was nice but the neighbouring kids were waay too bratty- we finally settled at this spot which looked like a lil booth. ok i know, it was a public holiday.. and malaysians, being malaysians, who simply enjoy all sorts of holidays (not to mention freebies) would just have to sprout at every corner of a freakin' waterfall. hehe.. i'm not complaining much. after all, i make up a teeny percentage of that crowd.

the water was really cold. my toes went all pruny after soaking for just half an hour. it wasn't the clearest of water but a lot purer than my tap water. didn't take any pictures though.. the thought did cross my mind but the idea of bringing a camera along might just make me look kinda.. er, kampung? haha.. no offense to those who bring cameras to scenic places but think i can do without it on this trip. lain lah if my honeymoon ke.. or if it was tioman or pangkor, then i'll definitely embrace my KG nature.

speaking of nature, i was cleaning out my inbox this morning & i found this poem NY sent me a few months back. it was something her hubby's ex (the character B found in my 2/1 entry) gave him when they were together. despite my bestfriend discovering how utterly perfect that girl is (B is brilliant, nice AND cute) plus the fact that she gave her husband such a sweet poem, NY never held any grudge against it. in fact, we both think it's one of the sweetest poems ever.. coming from a non-poetic person, i think it really is something, especially the first verse. what do u guys think? 

yeay!! just got a call from bf. he's comin' over eightish tonight. will definitely go to my waterfall tomorrow *big grin*.. to all of my blogger pals, have a splendid chinese new year yah? c'yall on monday!!

i caught the bug yesterday.. or was it 2 days ago.. see? the bug has officially ruined my system. i look terrible -puffy cheeks, watery eyes, rudolph-like nose. so unattractive. this is among the good points of having a partner living far away, so u wouldn't have to practice those funny radio commercials just to excuse yourself from meeting him.

happy chinese new year
for CNY, think i've already mentioned the so-called plan to have a getaway trip with me bf. it's so-called since it was only yesterday that i was sure he's even coming. apparently his work load is up to here *hands on nose* & that he may have to cut short of his fortnightly visit this weekend.. so instead of four days, we'll just hangout for two. oh well, that's better than none.

the tentative plan is for us to go to a waterfall- venue & time have yet to be confirmed cos it all depends when he reaches my place today. we're going with NY & her hubby. think it's cooler to go beramai-ramai, it'll be merrier (see how closely it resembles meriah? geddit? hehe.. i know, sad) & subject to lesser edisi siasat. who knows, our pure intentions of spending the day enjoying nature at its best may cause us to be skodeng victims or judged as obscene. to put it the wan kamarul of ntv7's way, 'sudahlah perangai mcm hantu, tak sedar diri di tempat awam pula tuh'.. (to those who haven't the faintest idea on what i'm talking about, remember that edition of ulu yam? ..no??)

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nway.. to make my runny nose feel better, i took up this quiz which i found from aida's blog. pretty hilarious.. and to think I was the only one who thought i'm sarcastic, hehe..

Super Sarcasmo! You're the one with all the witty
wisecracks. We bow before you. Really, we do.

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i went to my 10-year high school reunion last saturday night. it was held at concorde kl. as glamourous as that may have sounded, the actual event was far from glam. for one thing, who'd even think of glam when u're famished at close to 11? and another, the organization (albeit organized by my good friends) was chaotic. supper only started at 11.30pm but since we were informed that it'd start at 10, most of us arrived early, hanging around the hotel lobby like a bunch of hobos.

my tummy was making awful noises by the time NY (my bestfriend), her hubby & i got there. me, thinking of being smart (though i felt dumb later) didn't eat much from morning. NY was feeling v hungry too. so naturally, we hungry people opted to eat firstlah at the existing ala carte session. so when the actual reunion started, i just mingled, acted like some diva, moving from one person to another. bear in mind that i don't remember being remotely close to half of these people back in school. it was quite funny really. some of them, the guys esp, didn't recognise me. i hope that's a good sign as in, there's an improvement in my appearance. that, or i was a total nobody back then. hehe.. think i'll scrap the latter thought bcos i was quite known in school. no, not in the form of a hot, cute chick who every guy ogles at.. but in a total geeky, robotic form. what?

ok, during the one-week orientation (we went to a residential school, where we got selected after pmr), the seniors chose me to act as a robot in our house's drama. although we lost, my performance won 'em over i guess cos for the rest of my remaining years at that school, everyone knew me as the robot. jeez. totally not good for my self esteem. it didn't help that i sported a boy-cut, so i was the ultimate tomboy. oh, did i mention i used to be dark in school too? hehe (recall my 6/1 entry).

pitying the ex
i got to talking with Bond, one of my best male friends, during the reunion. ironically, he was the one who introduced me to my ex (the two-timing one). i noticed Bond was wearing this nice, blue-ish EIC shirt & blurted to him, 'hey nice shirt. looks kinda familiar though'.. mana tak familiar. my ex had been wearing that same shirt during our 3yrs together. Bond said it was his but Ex borrowed it from him.. but i recalled Ex used to say it was the other way round. oh well, whateva.

nway, NY casually asked Bond how my ex was & although i was busy picking out food from Bond's & Duke's (another good friend) plates, i couldn't help but hearing that Ex is in deep shit now. he's failed his entire coursework & is about to be kicked out of campus.. this being his second time, doing a different degree. Bond said they met up a few weeks back & Ex broke down in front of him, clearly expressing how in-the dumps he's in. Bond told us that i was the main reason for him getting good marks before as i was around to motivate him. but after we broke up, he didn't have that kinda support anymore. his parents didn't know he was kicked out of law, didn't know he re-entered in business & now, have yet to know that he'll be kicked out of that too.

as cruel as i am to wanting to mock him, i do pity the fella. he was (emphasis on the past tense) nice when we were together. it was a shame he took that turn (of cheating, of saying i was unaffectionate in front of his new galpal when i caught them together) hence ending our r/ship badly. we could've parted as friends but he didn't give me that option. despite him treating me like crap, i do remember him as being the one patient enuff to teach me to drive, the one who lent his ears when i vent out about school & the one picking me up at odd hours whenever i was stuck somewhere without complaints.. guess that's why, i feel sorry for him. but that's the only thing i can do. the only thing i would do. he's no one to me now. he chose his actions so i'll just put an end to my thoughts of him here. though i suddenly remembered telling him that one day he'll pay for what he did to me (through my tears when i caught him & new gal on V day).. guess God paid it in cash, huh.

yep, and i mean it literally. i'm in my computer lab right now, keying-in away these survey forms & somehow the air-conditioning is sooo friggin cold my fingers are numb. i swear it's turning blue this instant. i know i should just get my lazy butt up & turn it off but have u ever been so lazy that u'd rather sit there & freeze to death rather than walk all the way across the room where u think other patrons are looking at u? hehe.. see, i'm talking nonsense due to this coldness. think i'll go out & have lunch. when i return, i'll just go straight to that button & press red. promise.

the friends that i've somehow 'lost'..
i've returned from lunch (a loong one, hehe) & as promised, i went straight to that air-cond button but to my horror, it's already switched off! that means this darn room is freezing cold without the air-condition?? ok wait, don't panic.. no ghosts or i-see-dead-people kinda thang here. the centralised air-conditioning must've been cooler than usual. dammit. i knew i should've listened to mother when she told me to put on weight.. glancing around, i see everyone's acting like usual. no one's rubbing or clamping their hands together as vigorous as i am. ok, it's official. i need meat. ANYWAY, in my attempt to continue work as usual, think i'll first share my 2cents worth of thoughts on lost friends. why that topic? well, i've been blog-hopping (my new found hobby) & to my amazement (ok, this term doesn't imply that there's anything wrong with us who have lost friends), there are quite a number of us who experienced this broken friendship. sad, ain't it? i recall of losing 2 friends. 'losing' here is not an absolute term.. i mean, we may have gotten on a bad foot or something, so i still have hope that one day we may be able to reconcile. at least with one of them.

one was a girl called nani. she was my bestfriend back in primary school. i had just returned from the states in std 3 & didn't know much malay at the time (hehe, perasan mat salleh).. she on the other hand returned from australia the year before, so naturally, we hit it off. nani & i were close. we sat side-by-side in class, had lunch together daily, shared everything. i don't know why but in std 6, she suddenly distanced herself from me- she doesn't hangout with me anymore, doesn't call me.. knowing that i don't suffer from BO or anything to that same effect, i've resorted to concluding that she doesn't like my new group of friends. we were in a convent school, so after a while i began to be closer with girls of different races. hey, that's the whole point of my parents sending me there in the first place, to mix with other races & practice english. but later, i found out she had her own 'gang' of non-malay friends.. so that couldn't be it. so what was the reason? nak cakap jealous of me? nahh, for what? so up till now actually, i fail to know the real reason as to why she stopped being my friend. i don't remember us ever fighting, nor did we ever like the same guy (heck, we were in a convent, where got boys?).. i've never met nani anymore after high school, so this will remain a mystery to me.

the other is a guy called ash. he was my closest friend during a-levels. while most of the other girls weren't that receptive towards my tomboyish & at times loud nature, he was. besides, he was the only guy in our class anyway so we became really good friends. our friendship continued till we entered uni though by then, i've developed my er, feminine side & had more female friends. in final year, our 'gang' lived outside campus with me living with 5 other girls in one unit, and he with 6 other fellas a few units away. i suppose we started drifting apart when i started going out with my ex. i'm not one to chuck friends away when i'm with a guy, but it's in my nature not to go out with other guys alone. we still talk to each other though, just stopped hanging out. when i broke up, he called me the instant he knew bout it (though he denied knowing but just called to say hi. right.. he didn't call me for ages, why call now?). nway, he started asking me out a few days later & i responded terribly by saying i'm not interested. i know, he didn't mean it that way (or did he?) but i just felt uncomfortable. being no hypocrite, why play along just to get over my rebound period right? after a while of declining his offers of going out, he stopped calling. he didn't even tell me he was leaving for ireland to do his acca.. a few mths ago, i tracked him down via friendster (yeah, that thing works surprisingly) so i wrote him a message, asking hi, how are u & stuff. he didn't reply. zip. nothing. nada. till today. what's up with him? is he angry at me or something? whatever for?

it's mid-afternoon & i still haven't eaten lunch. not that i'm on a diet (hell no, in fact i gotta put on some weight after an old friend from college asked me bluntly 'why lah u so sekeping?'.. trust me, slim is a compliment but definitely not sekeping), but i'm currently drowned in the surveys i handed out the past 3 weeks (my RA job, remember?). what i have to do for the next few days is to key-in the data.. typical, boring work but i need some bling-bling! as mentioned, i'm thisclose to being broke..

undie story
moving on, my bf had his visa interview yesterday. but the traffic was so bad he was stuck on the road for 2 hours & missed the 10am deadline at the embassy (meaning that he wouldn't be interviewed yesterday & had to come another day). cian my sweetie.. he left mlk at 6am (man that's early), didn't have breakfast & halfway through the jam he felt his bladder about to explode. he said he needed to pee really bad that he contemplated to fill in the empty water bottle at the back of his car.. but stopped himself at the horrid thought of passing motorcyclists, or the aunts & uncles of the nearby cars who couldn't resist a peek. after all, it is jam kan? what else to do but look left, right & centre?

after coaxing him that kl is still not an evil place despite the dreadful jam (he's adamant that his hometown's far better. hello, excuse me? nothing's better than the klang valley yah), i took him to the embassy where we rode on the lrt (he swears off driving for his next attempt this morning) & also showed him where empire tower is for his seminar later the same morning. i guess exhaustion took over him cos he slept all afternoon, only to wake up & go straight to the loo (yes, his bladder works really well).

we were yakking & laughing like always when my sista, upon returning home from work, yelled for me to come to her room pronto. when i did she had this bengang look (hideous look, i tell u) on her face, asking 'did ur bf put his underwear in my baldi? i already washed my undies ok, tu tengah rendam in softlan!!' i was torn between laughing my head off & apologizing profusely to my clearly annoyed sister for his er, i don't know, what do u call it? clumsiness? absurdity? there's nothing wrong with sharing ur laundry with ur gf right? the minute i told him to get up, get ur undies out & put it in the right baldi, he did so as fast as lightning & remained in my room for the rest of the evening (except for dinner where he gladly took my offer of eating out). hehehe.. lawaknye bf i ni. in defending himself, he said 'it's an honest mistake lah.. how was i supposed to know those aren't yours? they all look alike!'. he even told me to label a baldi with my name so it'll be easier for him to chuck his lil friends the next time.