my boyfriend wants to break up with me on Jan 2.
i laugh at him.
he smiles. because he knows that we can't stay away from each other.

if this conversation happened a year, or even a couple of months back, i would have freaked out.

but now, my heart is ready to accept whatever happens.
because i have a faith in us.

sometimes i wonder, why my boyfriend so like that one? haha

sepiak for driving at night .. signs of getting old. sigh.

.. of spoon-feeding certain people.

especially when i like doing my stuff at the last possible minute .. it gets annoying when you're trying to make sense of everything in as short duration as possible, and then some people keeps asking how to do, or what must we do, or where to find certain info .. (info that i've provided them beforehand, or given them a clue where to look for)

pffft.

happiness is:

.going for mph warehouse sale
.catching up on gossip with the kawan
.finally getting complete results for last sem
.finally getting an A .. haven't had that in a long long time.
.knowing that the cheester will be back soon

*because i'm happy and i know it..

so, i've got about almost 300 friends on facebook.

say half of them are overseas. that leaves 150.
say half of those are just random acquaintances. so that leaves 75.

out of 75, and yet, the whole weekend i am alone.

so pathetic.

but i like eating jagung.

19 days to go.
then i don't have to waste jagung and apam and fizzy coconut juice anymore.*

*went pasar malam just now and bought jagung, apam and coconut juice. and can't finish them because my pathetic stomach is too small. need a sister to help finish food.

evening during gym on fri:

trainer: "eh how old are you ah?"
me: "how old do you think i am?"
another trainer: "eighteen?"
me: "eighteen can lah"
trainer: "means what?"
me: "can lah, eighteen, i don't mind"
trainer: "then your sister? younger or older"
me: "younger"
trainer: "how old?"
me: "she's twenty"
trainer: "means older sister lah"
me: "no, younger"

at night at the entrance to 6ambo9 on the same day:

bouncer: "lu berapa umur?"
me: *stare cock* "huh?"
bouncer: "umur?"
me: "uh, dua puluh *pause* empat lah" (pause, cuz lie about my age too many times already until forgot how old i was)

don't know whether to be happy/proud that people think i'm so much younger than i really am.

there are some people that i wish would just stay out of my life, but they never seem to get the hint.