for unknown reasons..
i found myself at a ktv laughin my head off at the girls.

for the record, i dread ktv.
chinese songs, yeap yeap, there’s english but still, mostly it’s mandarin.
for someone who demanded guy to switch to class 95 whenever i hop into his car..
i had fun, mandarin & all.

*the pretty girls.

gift-exchange.
agnes’s gift was my baby.
we were told to buy ‘unique pressie’

mentioned to jen & i asked her – do you have any flowers thats below 20 bucks, delivery included?
*wink
she: no. what abt xmas plant?
me: what the hell is xmas plant?!
i demanded. but i loved d idea aldy.

*swing by CSM (city square mall) and noticed FEF selling this little pot of xmas tree. perfect. here’s go.

*okie, i promise to get you that next year.

*my fav host of the year – she’s witty, she’s pretty, she’s tall, she’s daring, she’s sing well, she’s even dance (damn ! god is unfair! :)) and she’s my girl  (ops team) wahahaha

*the ‘old’ ops team. (me / ling / ms chan )
– god, i missed ling.

ling saw me & happily exclaimed ‘you become prettier.’
me: ‘same old, same old’
wave hand in dismissed.
ling: ‘must have guys chasin after you right?’
impressed, nothing escape her sharp eyes.

shake my butt at the girls when i guessed wrongly. tot that kan / elke brought my gift. *ah ! my camera is dead, upload the photos tml. hello, not my butt-pix ! my pressie from ling ! =)

the 4 hrs endless laughter cum catching up cum singing cum buffet (by sakara ) $37 each. worth it.*lets get hungry !

*monkeying around girls

groove.

considered myself informed.

she’s going europe, with or without me.
its smt she wanted to do, plus the fact i might be attached (or married) by 30. there’s really no reason for her to stay..

*tears
the tears just came. too fast for me to stop them.

text guy. knowing that he’s already in la-la land. well, i just needed to tell someone den & i needed someone who understand the sorta friendship jen & i share.. without giving me a funny look & askin ‘why are you crying?’

well, maybe guy dont get it afterall.
haha !

so les. i know.
it’s not as if she didnt ‘leave’ me before. her 3 -mths backpack last year.

well, perhaps, i shld explain here..

why did i cried?
everyone in my life seems to leave, somehow or rather.. even she’s leaving. okie, perhaps, its a bad idea to explain. since i’m still upset abt it.

tissue pls. haha !

nah, i’m fine. at least by the time you read this. i know if she’s going, she will be back. i can always visit her, its not gotta happen now blah blah blah.

but still.. can i revisit this entry? 🙂

G.

opening speech by groove:
long. overdue entry.
i wanted to blog abt these, yet, i didn’t, forthright isn’t me.
but the time have come.

being a female species, of coz i’m gotta blog abt our dear male counterpart.
no offence to anyone.

simply treat the following as #101 lessons from your friendly female buddy.

lesson #1
reply sms.
yes you are busy. like super busy. like super super-SUPERRRRR-busy.
i understand. (understanding being my middle name)

but please, take the time. make the EFFORT to reply.
call it courtesy, call it showing concern, call it whatever you want.
but reply.
1 day late, forgive-able, 2 days late, okie.. benefits of doubts. 3 days late .. wow, i aldy forgotten the issue. 5 days late, yawn. why bother now?

havent you hear? even the papers chase after the lastest news !

maybe i am someone who HAVE to reply. its beyond me to simply read, delete, you dont have to reply. i cant. i see it as a responsibility? friends msg me to share some issues, the least i could do is to acknowledge the issue & provide some comfort.. by simply reply.

whatever it is, i just cant ignore msgs. am i nice or stupid?

anyway, i expected the same from everyone else.
so, dug up ur phone. make sure u reply me.

lesson #2
dont leave a girl at counter.
omg ! i cant believe i am really writing abt this. but, what the heck !

i was being left behind at the fast food counter.
my male friend got his food & left me there.

i’m not sayin i need a man to hold my hand & lead me back to the table, but pls. dont. do. this.

wanna noe how i feel?

he ordered. he collected his food. he left.
the staff gave me a sympathetic look ‘your order mdm?’

‘i dunno what i want suddenly’ shake my head in regret.
‘maybe a fish burger? a small fries?’
‘i dunno’

all i wanted den was to go home.

either i am so pampered of having pple ordering food for me that i almost expect certain pple to do so or he is simply insensitive.

anyway, i’m not askin for the sky or tiffany.
just order for me.

lesson #3
never ask me out for coffee & went MIA yourself.

this is the main reason that pushes me to write this entry. lesson 1 & 2 are simply icing to the cake.

so pay attention.

ditto lesson #1 – however busy you are, reply sms.

two ‘offenses’ already:
1st – YOU asked me out.
2nd- YOU didnt pick up my call nor reply sms.. until when it’s no longer impt.

yes, you can be busy. like having meetin with the president, which you arent. so, have the courtesy to pick up my call or inform me at your own initiative if you cant make it for coffee.

second. whatever reasons it is, like you suddenly had a bad hair day. have the courtesy to msg me too. and not let ME be the one who called AND text you whether the coffee session is on.

do you still need a reason?
fine.
you are a guy.
be a gentleman. show some responsible.

my understanding only stretches that far. otherwise you ended up losing a friend (aka me) and being blogged at.

closing speech by groove:
either i am being very stupid or very brave for bloggin these.

whatever it is, like you, i have limited patience & limited understanding.
if understanding is what you are seekin, make room for me to exercise some understanding-skills.. simply ‘sorry for the late reply.. sorry, i cant make it for coffee coz.. ‘

let me end this entry with a quote from ms chan ‘friendship is a two-way traffic’

yeap, if you are not gotta put in effort.
what make you think you are special enough for me to continue puttin in effort?

i’m not gotta accept apologise.
for, its no longer matter.

i just want you to learn from your mistakes & hopefully you change for the better. sound like my mum but yeap ‘it for your own good’

– from your friendly blogger groove.

“If its looks like a duck, swims like a duck, quacks like a duck, it is a duck”

msg from guy.
explanation from guy.

chatted with kj.
laughed with kj.
and, strangely, KJ is the one who drove home the point.

seems to hit me hardest coming from kj.

– quacky groove

this came up.
define perfect.

mm.
currently.
its prefect just the way it is. i could not ask for more kinda feeling.

.. and ..

i hv stop making plans for the future.
instead, i see myself on a three-month basis.
life holds too many uncertainly den certainly.
i’ll go where life takes me, with some whine & laughter. 🙂

lets sum up:
whether i am single or attached, stupid mistakes, smarty groove, fat or skinny, even if i got beaten down by life, smile.. and the world will smile with you.

taking it easy, letting go, be happy – these traits are pillars i built my life on.

G.

i am lame.

chatted with guy the other day.
guy got himself a new blazer for his sis’s wedding.

according to guy, most prob the 200 bucks blazer will only be wore once & that’s it !

my lame response.
well, he can wear it to attend my graduation ceremony.

just trying to stretch his dollar.
i believe his response was ‘you’re crazy’

i tot it was a pretty good suggestion. :p

eyeing this sexy little thing.
okie, time to talk abt my next dream.
yeap, i do dream. that’s pretty human right?!

LX50
make a smart guess.
all the things you know abt me, or read abt me.
think abt my chara, my you-only-live-once theory.

ta-dah
LX 50 – it’s a vespa
what a beauty, simply gorgeous.

i hear you – why not a car?
look at me! do you think i can handle a car?
jen often mentioned – i wont dare to sit in your car. i don’t wanna die young.
haha !

i hear you – its way too dangerous!
look at me! do you think i will push past the speed limit? i’m still a scaredy cat at heart.
i often mentioned – i don’t wanna die young. too.
haha !

so, its either europe or lx50
or both. if i am lucky.
*evil grin

of coz, gotta get my act together .. and learn how to ride a bicycle first. (guy laughed at me !)
and please, don’t nag at me. leave it to my mummy.. when she find out.
*sly smile

i know. you are still tempted to say something to me.
no. dont.
swallow your words.
when it come to this bike-tinky, i master the art of tuning off your words.

🙂

woah. clearing my email & saw this msg from ms chan ‘Dear Senior. For you.. May you continue to have courage to pursue your wildest dreams and the kind of life you love‘

family tradition to get a tree.

started 4 years ago, as a gift to jie. opps. correction: its a present from jen to jie & me. haha ! we still tok abt that keepin-jie-awake-story with laughter =)  awe-d & glee-d from jie when she realised i brought a real xmas tree & assorted ornaments for her. just like last year, jie, jen and me choose the tree from FEF.

mind you, these are real trees all the way from US. slighty more expensive, consider we have to get a new tree and base (i know jen! correction: we threw away the base every year, it cost $15) each year but we simply love the fresh / clean smell of pines.

just add water at the base.

ice is added to preserve the tree, helps the tree to cope with the humid weather. (fyi – the floor isnt wet. reflection from the hall / tv lights made the floor seems wet !)

its last abt a mth.. !

meanwhile, lets njoy the festive season. toy soldier.

stars at the top to round up the look.

with the hall lights off and the tree lights on.

okie, we need more ornaments & ribbons !

yeap, for someone who dislike christmas, i certainly blog abt this occassion! hehee

i have to admit, its rather nice sittin in the hall having a christmas tree within my eyesight, blogging abt this.. *heart-warming

groove.

cockroaches !
as if cockroaches wasnt bad enough.. this cockroach have wings.. meaning it flew !

gross-ed !!

i was in my room, on the line with jen. saw smt flew past in the hall. i caught the sound of it. told jen to ‘hold’ she goes ‘what?’

ignored her.
knocked on my kor’s door.

“FLYING COCKROACH! UNDER THE KTV CONSOLE! YOU NEED PAPERS?”

kor looked for the cockroach & i’m provided the ‘live’ update to jen.
it goes something like ‘i saw smt flew passed & mr wee helpin me get rid of it. kor is lookin for it now.’

‘kor i tink its still under the tv console.’

i was busy eyein the cockroach making sure it dont come near me & updating jen. busy task. tokin & trying to keep myself cockroach-free.

(slammed!)

back to being phone dj.
me: it’s flat
she: yes, i hear it.

haha surprising my parents slept through the death of flying cockroach.

help groove ! =)

freedom / cake / swing swing (my fav!) / flower / balloon

jen spend quite abit on me. 🙂