you're a mystery yourself
hectic.
headache.
hungry.
welcome to the real world.
&the beauty.
Sometimes when you plan something for so long and you have high expectations of it, in the end things just wouldn't go your way and when you thought that the worst was over, it actually isn't.
yesterday me and the bf celebrate our one year of togetherness and also my upcoming birthday. We plan it for weeks, with him giving most of the ideas and i just simply couldn't wait for the day to arrive. And when it finally did, things went way way wrong.
It started with us bickering about contact lens, rain, forgetting to bring the camera, no cab etc. Goddamnit. we were even fighting in the cab, tension mounting high and i could see the taxi driver kept looking at us thru the rearview mirror, assuring himself that we had not yet try to kill each other. But like usual, our fight will somehow end and everything went okay.
Vivocity gold class was absolutely a divine experience. They have these plush sofa chairs for you fully equipped with soft blanket. And you could choose whether you would like to lay low or put your feet up. Either way its damn comfortable. There's even a small table in between you and your partner and you could press a button for service. The bf ordered hot chocolate and brownie with ice cream as a peace offering. And i, melt along with the ice cream. The sound effects was great and you could seriously feel your sofa vibrating. Truly a wonderful experience.
The ride to sentosa in cable car, just the two of us, was really romantic and we were high up, with the forest below us. It's really scenic once you look past the construction site and towards the bright skyscrapers and the sea and the full moon. And when we finally reach cafe del moar, it was all worth it.
vivocity gold class. harry potter. hot choc. brownie. marche. cablecar. sentosa. cafedelmoar. forever21. the necklace. the laughter. jokes. the sound of the waves. sandybeach. cocktails. seafood. the company. your smile. taste of your lips. you.
i love every single minute of it. Even though we had arguments but still it was memorable. I love the gifts that you lavish on me. The way you told me to pick whatever i want without looking at the price tag. Which sometimes scares you. I love the way you say you love me. i love the way you gallantly offer to exchange your drink with mine just because i chose wrongly. i love the way you exclaim how skinny i am even though we know the real truth. Hah. i love it when you force me to look at only you when there were half naked men walking around. i love you for who you are and even when the jelak syndrome come along, i'll still love you.
And i thank you once again for making my birthday such a memorable experience with the bittersweet memories and the love that you gave me. Even though someone forgot to bring the camera, i would still remember this day clearly. =]
You give me hope to keep on striving.
&the beauty.
i got surprised.
they were so sweet la. They got me an advance birthday present. They took the trouble to lie to me to buy the present and i was really shocked.
and it totally made my day.
and so i'm gonna miss them when we get separated to go our different departments from next week onwards.
on the other hand, i met up with nad yesterday for shopping and sheesha. She splurge on me, the food, the clothes, the earrings etc. And i had fun talking to her and such. We had a laugh talking about old times. We've known each other for a decade and it just suprises me how at ease i am with her.
&the beauty.
Happy one year anniversary sayang.
its been one hell of a farking journey.
=]
&the beauty.
sometimes when you get so angry, you have no control over whatever you say or do. And when your temper has reached the boiling point, you tend to do things that you regret. Then when you feel better, you start to think whether its all worth it. Whether you should just walk away or try again.
i wish i knew. Dont you?
&the beauty.
i'm in a lovey dovey mopey mood.
=D
&the beauty.
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
-the fray
&the beauty.
sometimes you just have to let go.
&the beauty.
work has never been so much fun la.its all the adrenaline rush of having to learn something new and being assessed the same blardy day.
and thanks to farah, i finally get to watch reruns of grey's anatomy on my pc.
peace out.
&the beauty.
So far work has been a mountain of knowledge. It has its pros and cons. I feel like i'm in school all over again, with all the knowledge trying to squeeze into my brain etc. And the worst thing is, i didnt even attend school much and yet these lectures are working the hell out of my brain. Furthermore i felt so restless having to sit in the auditorium for 8 goddamn hours. I might even develop pressure sores. sheesh. But at least all these i could endure because of them surrounding me. They are so sweet, taking the initative to buy me drink every morning and they made me motivated to do the best that i could. Which i would.
But i didnt attend work yesterday. yes people, i am working on a saturday. And so i went to a doctor and got many meds for my vomiting and the diarrhoea part. And the best part was he came over and brought me dunkin donuts, chicken rice, sharks fin soup, vcds and bought me a tee shirt some more. And he kept me accompany at home till 11 at night la. So i indulge myself.
18 more days to 1 year.
23 more days to the ward.
24 more days to my birthday
&the beauty.
i miss him. i miss him. i miss him.
i hope he's miserable at batam, thinking of me. I hope it rains there so much that he wouldn't be able to go out. I hope he .. okay fine la, i hope he has fun there. I mean, i can't begrudge him just because he wanted to go holiday for 2 effing days with his friends rite. But i still miss him. It feels empty.
my first orientation day was long and super long. i could barely keep my eyes open. But i just cant wait to make myself busy and busy at work.
tomorrow is a longer day. kaput.
&the beauty.
