cheyenne

The Blues...

2010-11-18T01:39:00.007+08:00

You're right...i've got the blues...Aside from this paralysing insomnia i'm suffering from, i'm terribly home sick! I miss my family, my home sweet home (the best,the cleanest,the best, the best, the best... home ever!) Mr. Toby, Kuching and my girlfriends (*cj,fel,deb,prettyahyeo,bren,cat,remy...!!!) :((((((

I only have these pictures, which were taken years ago...u see..i dont see them often..especially my gorgeous gfs..sad isn't it?..ai... I envy my other friends who get to have "get-together"s with theirs at least once in 3 months!

Swim my babies..! Swim..!

2010-11-07T02:55:00.001+08:00

23/10/10

Today was the day we both really looked forward to...after the unsuccessful first IUI attempt, we were really hoping that this time around a miracle would happen and i'd finally be on my way to become a mummy.

I woke up extra early just to prepare myself physically, mentally and emotionally...our appointment with Dr. Zamri was at 9.30-10 am but at 9 or so he was still wrapped in his comforter... HUH!!When would he have time to jumpstart his "olyimpic team?!?"

I shook him hard enough to annoy him and sent him marching to have his shower. Assuming that he'd be aware that we were already running a lil late, I did not remind him to make it quick (which i should have) and he was in the bathroom for more than half an hour!!! (the sitting on the toilet bowl moment + the newspaper reading took forever!!).

Eventually we arrived after ten, which was not that bad considering the fact that I ( !!!! ) had to "lend a hand" in waking 'him' up...(heiiiaaaaah..)..

Uh huh..this was where we stored his "olympic team"

We had to wait a few mins as there was a couple before us...It was nerve wrecking for me..the thought of lying on the hospital bed with both my legs wide open for Dr Zamri to insert a few foreign objects in my V jay jay was really disturbing..plus, my first experience was an UNEASY and PAINFUL one too...really..

It wasn't long until Dr Zamri called us to go in to his lab to check out our potential "babies". Before doctors proceed with the IUI procedure, the sperms need to be washed. It's a process whereby the doctors would pick and choose the best one of all. We also had the chance to see the sperms under the microscope which was a really cool thing. You can really see if the sperms are actively moving or not.

I guess it wasnt our time to have a baby yet...coz all of his sperms were dead...yes...dead and did not wriggle a bit, at all...This was the second time this happened, but the first attempt wasn't that bad, at least there were 2 or so that were wriggling. I was crushed, but i think it affected him more coz he did not expect that to happen. Dr. Zamri advised us to proceed with IVF but if it's possible, we'd put IVF as our last option. It's my body you're talking about here...and as far as i know, IVF is quite dangerous for the mum-to-be as well as for the baby...What's more, is that I'm still young..i dont want my ovaries to be played with...Whatever it is, i think optioning for IVF is the biggest risk we'd ever take.

I really hope and pray that November would be the month for us. We've been trying for more than 2 years and i'm starting to feel lonely with only the 2 of us here...I know.. I know..everyone keeps telling me to enjoy the moment before the third company comes. Well..u know what..before my MIL comes over to stay with us, i have to make sure Diane Junior or Yupiter Junior is on their way...! Otherwise..it'll be a hair-pulling-moment when MIL's around!

How not to love?

2010-11-04T15:28:00.011+08:00

What's with the smirk Mr??

Megabucks-making pot belly? I WISH!!

A pillow is a must for him to rest his head (REST his head??...)

" kROiihh..krOoooiiiih...KrOoOoiiih...."

Tsk...Tsk...Tsk..

Mr. Annoying

2010-06-10T12:52:00.002+08:00

Aside from still living in the Stone Age era,

one thing I don’t understand about him is

the annoying fact that he does not want

to add me in his face book.

Why?

Could anyone please give me a good reason

for that (I state here only one, but feel free

to drench me with a sea of answers).

Him doing that gets on my nerves

and every time I ask him why

there would never be any light bulb

moment for that…(ever!).

WHY??

To Giant Hypermarket, Section 13, Shah Alam...

2010-05-09T16:50:00.003+08:00

NAH...!

Grab and Go...!

2010-03-17T18:54:00.003+08:00

It was Mr Gundu's (not so gundu anymore though...blaaa!)

turn to bathe after me.

I was lotioning myself lavishly when i saw Mr Gundu grabbing our blanket to wipe himself.

*The- Scream-Moment* !!!

MEN...they NEVER fail to "impress" you...or make your jaws drop to the floor...

*Slaps on the forehead*

#_ #

Shhhhh...can you keep a secret?

2010-03-11T16:38:00.002+08:00

I secretly dream of having steamy, erotic nights with other men…

I find men, especially the ones with their kids in their arms, SEXY okay…

Why…?

What’s wrong with me…? Knock it off… QUICK!

Now I sort of know why some women/girls just can’t help falling head over heels over married men…
HEY...! Not so fast ey... Keep this in mind...

Mine’s untouchable OKAY?

My Not-So-Shy-Pudenda

2010-03-10T13:06:00.005+08:00

Okay. So it’s official that my pudenda have become the official ‘art exhibition’ for fellow doctors and nurses.

NOOOOOO!

Now that pudenda have been exposed to at least 6 people, I really should start walking around with a paper bag over my head.

Then again…why didn’t I think of this before being put under the microscope?

Owh well..now that I’ve spilled the milk I guess this will do, for now:

Ya, i shouldn't be so sensitive... >__< !!

BUT hey,

Why do the doctors have to be so damn good looking?? DARN…

The long waited Wait

2010-02-22T16:12:00.005+08:00

I’ve never really gone crazy over babies, or children before (before ‘THE’ ring on my finger). Not that I loathe or despise their presence, but perhaps I was not ready to have one on my own. And it’s not as if I totally don’t like having one around; I do find them fascinating to look at (the cute, adorable ones of course) but I'm definitely not the typical girl who’d go “Owh…! What a cute baby” to any baby in sight.

Not liking babies does not mean I can’t handle one in my arms. Many assume I’m not good with babies or children due to my passive-introvert personality but I really don’t know because I always avoid taking care of them, hee hee.

Anyways, I don’t know if it’s karma or God punishing me but I haven’t been pregnant since I walked the aisle and that fact is making me see red and driving me up the wall.

Even though I took the fertility pills my doctor gave me, my friend still came. Arrrghhhhhh…what’s wrong with me??

Hamster

2010-02-11T10:49:00.001+08:00

Made of steel

2010-02-09T10:02:00.002+08:00

Mine's definitely made of steel.
No matter how diligent or patient
i am at learning and trying to upload videos here,
i still don't get it.

UGH!

THIS is aggrivation!

Eternal cravings...

2009-10-19T16:27:00.002+08:00

I crave for

fresh oven-baked

brownies with

vanilla ice cream

on top...

*MMmmmmMMmmm..*

Uuuuuuuhhhh...lalaaaaaa..

2009-10-19T11:54:00.003+08:00

"pelik, tp benar.... "Prof Madya" sedang menyiapkan PhD dengan seorang Dr, yg tak ada "Prof Madya"... Bangang kan?"

To comment on that, this is a VERY TYPICAL senario nowadays..especially at the university i'm in. Little does this person know that the PM who is busy doing their PHD with the PHD holder who isn't a PM DR. yet could have been lucky to be given the PM ship due to some politcal business matter..take for example...so many in Uitm were given PM ship at one time, just to fulfill the requirement for the institute's status to be changed to 'University' ...so...what's wrong with the PM doing their PHD with the DR? I dont see anything bangang with that...*sigh*...empty cans make the most noise anyway...

2009-10-15T13:00:00.000+08:00

Is there anything wrong with the following?

“Why is students can't hand in their work on time? Not to mention hand in quality work”.

p/s: I'm bored...I can't proceed with my work...

Hazy feelings...

2009-08-17T23:20:00.003+08:00

I hate them...

I hate being compared...

I hate that they don't know me...

*EXPLODES*...!

2009-07-17T10:20:00.004+08:00

Oh My Gosh...

I was browsing through pictures on the net and I discovered these:

and they reminded me of my dad (NOOOOOOOOOOO000000 ..0000000.. 00000....) when he was younger. No wonder people always asked if he's eurasion or not...

*SIGH* ...the needle's poking me

2009-07-17T09:40:00.006+08:00

This is Enrique Iglesias’ mother…*GASP!*…

What did she have to go through to look like this? ....HmmMmmMmMm.........…I wonder…will I look as good as her when the skin on me starts to sag?... Hmmm…and look at her children…(They are, her daughters, arent they?)

I want my babies to look exotic too u know…*Pouts*

Dugdug..DUGdUG...dugdug...

2009-07-15T23:28:00.012+08:00

He makes my heart beat race…

He’s never put a hypnotizing effect on me until

‘Public Enemi’…

*Sigh*…the older he gets; the sexier he becomes…HAHA!

*MmMmMm*… men in suits…clean shaved…*gOsH*…what a turn on!

Roti susu please...Lek tau suan one please...!

2009-07-08T23:35:00.011+08:00

My mouth waters for these...:

Lek tau suan...i miss KUCHING...where can i get it here?

Roti susu D.E...Mal..Aie..can we have some of these soon...?

mmmm...I'd be like a cow jumping over the moon when i have these in my mouth...YUMMY!

not forgetting these pretty ladies...

and these...i cant say 'NO' to these too...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...! I can wallop more than these!

*SIGH*...need i say more...a picture paints a thousand words...

I'm hungry...what about you?!

Give me THEIRS

2009-07-08T09:40:00.015+08:00

I want to this bodyshape...

LET ME HAVE HER

FIGURE!

I want her figure too...!

She makes

the green-eyed

monster fire up

in me...!

WHY???? owh...WHY???

Update me!

2009-07-07T16:12:00.001+08:00

Does anyone know what happened to the JonBenete Ramsey's case? What's happening to the new DNA found that freed the Ramseys from being prior suspects?

You go Michael Kors!

2009-06-22T20:27:00.005+08:00

"She is so defensive that to some extend makes her very rude".

Michael Kors, Project Runaway judge.

It was project runway shown on the screen of my Tv. there were four contestants left..Kinley, a guy and 2 other girls. Notice how i only manage to remember one of them out of the four? u must be wondering..why is this Kinley so memorable to me...Well one thing for sure...she's the most attractive of all compared to the other three. Attractive...typically pretty..outspoken and problematic. Kinley somehow reminded me of myself back years ago...(minus the 'attractive-typically pretty-outspoken part okay..)always being the outcast of a group simply because of poor people skills that i pose. but that doesnt mean i'm unique than others, infact, i'm the perfect candidate for being a normal person. THAT, was not what i was proud of. THAT, was what i wish i could scrap off from my life.

As bitterness has always been my middle name, i was always bitter towards people and especailly to the ones i hold close to my heart. it's just funny how humans tend to hurt the ones we're close to, rather than the ones we just know a minute ago...and as a daughter, i was bad-mannered towards my mum for certain reasons. nothing good had ever come out of my mouth when it comes to my mum. i was alwasy disagreeing with her, heading the west instead of the east like what she'd always tell me. until at one point, i think she's had enough from me. she told it to me straight in the face about how a pessimist i was when with her; how rude i was when i always thought i was defending the truth; how ungrateful i became as the scalp on my head became more visible...and that made me realize how true those brutal words were. i was speechless at that. i never knew the 'evil-cinderella-step-mother' in me before this. it's true that i was always throwing back negative feedback at her, that i was monsterly rude by always answering her back in my attempt to defend myself...and i always thought i was right 24/7, no matter how horrifying the world ends because of me. Uh huh...i was self-centered, always thinking of getting what I WANT, what I NEED, what I SHOULD HAVE, and that made me a fatal eating flesh virus that slowly kills the body.

but that just freezed there and then, as i gradually continued to be the rude person i was from the beginning. until he broke down, and told me the truth again. the very truth i never, ever wanted to hear, especially from the man who popped the question to me. Yes, i hurt him with my blade-like words which stripped the dignity in him. THAT, was the last straw that made the boat most rocky and i realized i would lose this diamond if i dont turn over a new leaf soon. and that's how i became a 10 minute-fan of Michael Kors, simply because of the worthy statement he made so that people would have it as their healthy meal, chew and swallow it down slowly and digest it to nurish our weaken bodies.

FatiGue..do i know you?

2009-06-21T23:56:00.003+08:00

I feel sick...i feel sick..i feel like vomiting..UGHHHHH..i hate this!! my nose is putting on her running gear...I HATE IT WHEN I HAVE RUNNY NOSE...my throat feels like it's rearing big lumps of monsterish creatures that eat flesh..UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

who? Me? A bitch? COOL

2009-05-25T20:34:00.005+08:00

Do you consider me a bad teacher coz i'm fussy and meticulous about what you hand in to me? Am i a terrible teacher just because a few rotten apples strongly and stubbornly think they're not 'rotten', and that results to them blowing their own trumpet. Would you appreciate it if i shed some light on the subject matter you are working on? Do i deserve to be called a bitch for guiding u to the end of THAT tunnel? Maybe i do actually...coz i cant stop being one!

2009-05-23T12:01:00.002+08:00

YOU’RE AN EDUCATOR, NOT A BACK STREET SINGER! STOP KILLING EVERYBODY WITH YOUR HORRENDOUS VOICE AND START "PREACHING", WANNABE!

2009-05-23T02:00:00.001+08:00

owh dear...how many times do i need to ask you this: "are you there?"
There he goes again, tossing me out through Emily's window.

A pocket full of shells

2009-05-21T15:30:00.007+08:00

When I was younger, I would cry my heart out every time my mother brought me to Sunday school. They didn’t know why, but I was just afraid to be friends with others…I was afraid to be called a freak coz I was physically different from children my age. To some people, I was their Frankenstein…or Hulk…or all the unpleasant, ugly names they had at that time. I guess my mum knew what I was going through but I was always in my own world for her to console or for me to let in to her…my childhood was a sad one…I was always bitter, I was always hurt by strangers…but worst, by those whom I love.

I always wonder to god, why did he bring me to earth? Why did he let a beautiful creation of his, grow up to be some1 no one wants to see.…

“Did he bring me here as a joke for everyone to laugh at”, I would always ask myself…

And those were some of the questions in life I couldn’t understand… (I can’t remember asking anyone, maybe I did but my mind’s like the sieve u know.) But now I realize that the world doesn’t want us to know that things don’t always go the way God wanted it to be...and the world, being itself, is being true to himself, and to us, is putting heavenly thoughts about living permanently here...coz that’s what the world wants us to believe. The world wants us to be madly in love with him!

Every time I’m feeling down in the mouth, I always have to remind myself this: when God brought us here, he never promised that we’d live a blissful and troubles life on earth.

Now I know…and I’ll always perceive God as a potter, and I’m one of his creations. And as his workmanship, there are bound to be ones that are uncompleted…which still need polishing up and modifications…so what’s there for me or us to do? We wait patiently for him to work on us…as he’s been so patient with us…

Readers, I think by now you would have a slight feeling that I’m in my depressed mode…BlllllluuurrrrGhHHhhHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..

Isn't she pretty? I admire her beauty..I envy her..!

p/s: I may sound or look depressed, but dont let that fool you into thinking that i'm a sourpuss...coz i'm NOT!

2009-05-20T16:46:00.006+08:00

I'm SO OVER Nich Khun...but I'm HEAD OVER HEELS on someone else..someone reachable...but still unreachable for the time being..heheheheh.. *pLoOoOpS*...*PlOoOpS*..*pLoOoPs*...see the flowers popping out of me...?*sigh*...

Weee...wee....Weeeeee...

2009-05-19T09:30:00.002+08:00

How many friends do you have? Did it ever cross your mind that they don’t regard you the way you regard them as your friends? I miss my friends…i need more...*KEDEBUK...*I fell and it hit me hard..i dont have many friends to brag about...

2009-05-14T20:13:00.002+08:00

i feel cheated...i hate that feeling..iv asked her to leave, but she wouldnt...go awayyyyyyy...u make me feel sickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...so awayyyyy...i feel like being a bitch for a moment..

2009-03-28T12:10:00.000+08:00

I'm angry!!! I'm furious!!! Stay away from me for I will rip your head off if u ever go near me!!!When am i getting my new pay?!?!?!!?!!?!?!?! This is so unfair!!! We're all being cheated!!I dont believe that u're so darn affected by this world economy crisis!!!Darn!!!! The richer gets richer everyday and the poor rots to death every single minute!

Jacqueline...!Fedrick...! Where are you?!

2009-03-16T21:53:00.000+08:00

I was extremely exhausted last thursday as i had to rush to LCCT for a "rescue mission" straight away from work. I was speeding on the road; I didin't want to drive on the deserted-but-quite- brightly- lited elite highway alone for a time longer than an hour so i reached home nearly nine. Phew.. I was quite exasperated actually, but i took pity on him because he's got no one else but me here! thankfully, everything could be setteld..phew again.. i was home earlier than gundu...and reluctantly i took heavy steps into the house..not long after that, i was welcomed by the friendly meow and purrrr that always greeted gundu and i everytime we come back home..it was Jacqueline...the cat we've been feeding for a month since January. as she excitedly welcomed me home, she rubbed her soft silky fur against my legs which left like satin going through my skin. Really! She's got fur that soft! i think she must belong to someone...according to nana, a manja cat must have an ower...that's why they're very tame (just like jacq).but why did she suddenly appear at our doorstep a month ago?

Anyway, i heated up their food (Owh, a few minutes later, Fedrick joined her), laid the newspaper on the tiled floor to set up their "dinning hall" and served their dinner. Happily, they nibbled their food, while i lay on the couch, watching the tv. Jacqueline as usual was always the first between the 2 of them to finish their food (she usually doesnt finish her food; it is Fedrick who wallops the 2 platters of seafood). So i saw her going out of the house after that but not long after that she went in again, looking very suspicious and up to something major. Her eyes were glued to their "dinning hall"; the senario was like a tiger preying for its victim in the jungle. i didint want to pay that much attention to Jacq coz she's very mischevious and is always up to something. so i let her be. but then suddenly i heard plates clattering. i jumped out of the couch, and i saw something greyish wrigglying, trying to escape from Jacq's mouth. Oh My! she caught a rat! a baby rat i think...coz it was furless. i was excited! i ran to her to get a closer look but she ran out of the house. i guess she didin't want us to steal her dessert or supper. it was less than a minute later she went in the house without the rat (she must have hidden the dead rat somewhere) and then she left again. After that, i didin't know what happened coz i dozed off on the mattress and the next morning i found myself on the bed. As usual every morning i would open the door to greet them...but on that friday morning, it was Fedrick alone who was waiting outside our door. it was normal i thought, to have Jacq not come that morning. So i waited till evening, after work. but again, there was no sign of her...only Fedrick..Strange..usually she would wait for us at the porch...but not last friday, nor saturday or sunday...and till today... Gundu and i really miss her...her presence makes a differnce in our home...When Jacquline starts to go missing, Fedrick hardly comes home to have his meal...i find that strange...why is it that he stops coming to our house for meals when Jacqueline is no longer around? JACQULINE!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!!??!?!? To whom who knows her whereabouts...please pray that she'll be safe..She's a really special gendut cat..i think fedrick misses her too...he didin't eat well the first few days she was gone...I wish i have a picture of Jacq to show u...but ive it in my hp and i ran out of credit...HU!HU!

I'm in love....................waaahaaa..

2009-02-08T20:24:00.000+08:00

Over the weekend, i spent my days watching Nich Khun sing and dance. Yes... i watched 2PM's music video repeativively...and continuously. It started off with watching Wonder girls's researhal dance with 2PM...and then from there i have this major crush on Nich Khun. I really envy SoHee, because Nich Khun was her dance partner. I have a crush on him because of how he danced with SoHee. dont ask me how but as i watch them dance i was slowly falling in love with him...*Sigh*...I miss the feeling that i'm feeling now..hehe...He has all the characteristics that i used to look for in my dream guy;...Tall...lanky...skinny but not too thin with the typical hip hopper's body posture...hehe..and of course...Nich Khun smiles with his eyes...YESSSSSSSSSS...I'm madly having a crush on him....WaWaWaWaWAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaa...let me introduce Nich Khun to you okay?? :

This is Nich Khun...*SigH...* It's so heart melting just to see his picture..Notice his eyes? No? His eyes are less chinky compared to the rest of the 2PM group members...u must be thinking..."He looks so babyish". I DONT CARE. Nevertheless, he looks a lil bit different as his hair's quite long right now, i think. but still, i just love those eyes of his... :))). Here's another pic of him with long hair:

That's him, drinking his water...He may not make ppl drool over him but i'm glad his not as beefy as some guys...kinda scarey ya know..Owh!I'M in love with Nich Khun!...and gundu is saying "do your assignment..do your assignment" in the background..ayooo..potong stim la..

Is it really normal?

2009-01-29T16:03:00.000+08:00

I was waiting at the lobby when someone asked me this: "Is is normal to not want to have kids at all?". of course without hesitation i said: "Everyone goes through that stage in their life".

but do u really want to know what i really think? I really am positively sure, that u're perfectly normal if you ever thought or if u think that way. U see, i dont think this has got to do with one's culture,or whatsoever that we always think so, i think it's part of life; it's what we go through and those external factors are influencing us on how we think and live our life. Whatever it is, the right time would come and one day you'd wake up from your sleep and suddenly decide that you want to have kids. I believe that God makes us think the way we are now because He has planned it to be like that. Why? You'll never know...because He knows what's best for us. Maybe He makes u think that way because He wants you to learn some things out of thinking that way.

What if something else; something unwanted and petrifying comes out of the whole matter? Refer back to the creator of Heaven and earth!

2009-01-26T10:04:00.000+08:00

YuuuHUUUUuuu...In langkawi here i am, with nothing to do but to sit there and then, i'm listeing to the music of aluminium tin, no wonder...it's their world their in. i see people riding on jet skies, i wish i could be on....

laaaadiiidaaa..yes..yes...YESSSS..yesterday we went island hoping...wasnt my first time but it was more fun and wet...BUGGGGHH... i wanna swim so badly but it's very scary if i dont wear my contact lens...but if i do, i'll get salt water in my eyes and that's gonna hurt them and that aint good...we spent about 8 hours in the car just to get to kuala perlis...the jam to get in and out of ipoh was REALLY bad...all cars were crawlling on the road and i tell u, it was a MAJOR jam! and when we got to kuala perlis, thank god Prof Jafaar was there to help out. the q at the jetty was mighty long and the place was so congested with humans and busses and cars...owhh gosh...i dont know what would happen if there wasn;t prof jafaar and to help us out with buying the tickets and the hospitality. after all the waiting and inquiring...we managed to get a ticket at 7pm..*PhEW*...However...our ferry was delayed for alsmot and hour...aiyoo..i almost die for suffication in the ferry coz it was packed and i was breathing the ferry's engine's smoke all the while..BUGHHHH..eh eh..i'm so hungry..

2009-01-21T22:45:00.000+08:00

I can't help falling IN LOVE with the puppies in A*teen's clip!

Life isn't a bed of roses love!

2009-01-21T20:26:00.000+08:00

being where i am now doesnt really give me sores on myself. i'm beginning to accept the reality that i am meant to be where i am for the time being. i cant lie though, that i feel disappointed, and quite down in the mouth because i know my value when i'm out there. i must admit that i do feel envious of my friends who have managed to break free from prision. but then again, i feel thankful because i think if i were to be elsewhere, i dont have the energy to slog myself with up coming challenges...for sure...God knows our limits and we should trust him on that...and like i said , this place that i am now, is not my home, i'm just a passer through and if it is my time to leave, i'll be there, at the place where i belong. *sigh*...sometimes i always ask myself...what is it that they have, that i dont? why are mine all unsuccessful? seriously, i just cant help but to wanting to know the asnwers to these questions...am i really that bad at what i am doing right now? i dont think so. i enjoy it, i really do, but the condition of the institution makes everything else that i;ve planned impossible. u know, sometimes i wish...............forget it. i miss hanging out with deb...fel...bren..i miss being in the same room as them, quarelling with each other and then reconciling...being misunderstood by each other and then somehow naturally things would patch up...i really miss them! now that we're heading our own directions...how i wish there was only one from the start. life is so harsh towards us...dont u agree with me?

2009-01-21T14:15:00.000+08:00

isk..isk..my blog's layout looks so messy! here i am in the office with no nani beside me or no nana in front of me...only aie across me, on my right side. she's busy typing so i'm guessing she's bz blogging..that's why i thought it was a great idea to impersonate what she's doing now.owh..the nefarious witch is approaching and is saying something in evil language to the 2 evil-wicked witches behind us..brrrr...chills running down my spine..takutnya..if only i have the power to zap wicked people around me...owh..santa just walked passed me and is joining the 3 witches..i pity santa..the other day some people were saying about getting something for him but nothing's been done so far...hmm...i'm always putting on my thinking cap...and my thoughts were always good deeds but why is it so difficult for me to put it into reality? when i sit to have quiet time with myself, the ideas flows like the river of life but..but..u see, this is so me. i always lost track of what i'd want to say or write. ignore me..i'm just spinning around,so get out of my way. i was late for work a few minutes due to the jam at the section 2 round about. my car was parked in the compound about 15 minutes to 9 but i dellie dallie n pretended to be busy "clearing" up stuff in my car as i wanted to avoid accidentaly bumping into certain people.

2009-01-16T11:45:00.000+08:00

A strong woman/man works out every day to keep their body in shape.

But a woman/man of strength kneels in prayer to keep their soul in shape.

A strong woman/man isn't afraid of anything.

But a woman and a man of strength show courage in the midst of their fear.

A strong woman/man won't let anyone get the best of them.

But a woman and a man of strength give the best of theirs to everyone.

A strong woman/man walks sure footedly.

But a woman and a man of strength know God will catch them when they fall.

A strong woman/man wears the look of confidence on their face.

But a woman and a man of strength wear grace.

A strong woman/man has faith that they are strong enough for the journey.

But a woman and a man of strength have faith that it is in the journey that they will become

strong.

2009-01-14T13:19:00.000+08:00

*...What GOes arounD coMes arOund...*

Anxiously waiting...

2009-01-13T23:18:00.000+08:00

I'm anxiously waiting for news...any news about it..it's driving me up the wall, i'm pricking my pimples, waiting impaitently for anything...it was only yesterday but as each second pass it seems to fade into thin air..owhh gosh!!this is torture!!!waaaa..waaaa..waaa..

dada...convict..

2009-01-13T15:56:00.000+08:00

hello peeps!!!this is my first time posting something here..wow..i'm really doing it........*fuh..fuh..* i'm not so used to typing my thoughts, i usually write them and no..it doesnt take much of my time..because i enjoy writing..YES!
i was watching national geography the other day...or was it yesterday?*hmm..*..and it was about this air crash investigation. fuyooo..it scared my shadow (i was watching it in the dark...) and i couldnt imagine if i were in the passangers' shoes(but i did, couldnt help it...)..tsk..tsk..tsk..while imagining all those horrible stuff happening to myself or my loved ones, suddenly my thoughts were brought back to that moment when i was in the plane on my way back to kl. u know why? coz all the while we were in the plane, an idiot had his mobile phone on. the funny thing is, he had his football team with him (his wife and countless of his children...yes, they were such a big family) and he couldnt careless about their safety. i think it's either he lost 20 points of his IQ or...he's a man living on his own island. i was of course furious...but yala..being me..i didnt have the guts to tell him off or advise him. i just stared at him...hoping that he'd receive my telepathy message but , of course that didnt happen..i just ended up hurting my eyes and my eye lids(ngok btol aku). THANK GOD nothing happened coz anything is possible, rite? most of the time, these kind of people are better off being 6 feet underground kan? i find them really really tremendously annoying. you see...i'm bored already..*YAWNS...*