Absence

Reader,

10th - 13th December 2009

May this be a break that is well deserved!

On second thought,

Relaxation, not.

Mad Mails

Reader,

"How's life?"

"Oh, me? Nah, nothing much."

"My life evolves around Gmail, Yahoo, and Hotmail [DOT] com"

Not exactly boring enough to be your usual textbook answers, but, you get my drift.

And, it's a no to those who think I am exaggerating.

My wretched email inboxes are now playing such a dominant role in my daily lifestyle, that the term eatshitsleep emails would probably be the most perfect description to coin my state of life at this instant.

I am scared.

Because, everyday, I have at least five emails that urges the need for my reply.

Five would is already quite a massive number, but I am not yet finish with my sentence.

It is (at least) five emails... per every four hours in a single day.

Since everyone's entitled to only 24 hours per day (another problem I TRY not to complain about), that equates to a range of about 15 - 20 emails every single day.

Just so you know, it exceeded 30 once.

I counted.

The funny thing is, I am dead sure that a person who is supposedly described as lifeless for having an 8 month long holiday, is not likely to be imposed a blasphemy such as this.

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Again, if you don't get a single whiff of all that sarcasm that oozes from that "funny" word, I will hunt you down, I swear.

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Why like that?

Midnight Sun

Reader,

Believe me when I say I stumbled upon the draft of Stephanie Meyer's fifth book: Midnight Sun.

Should you have read how I felt about the Twilight saga, you would be able to understand my skepticism for this story of hers, for my initial knowledge of it's content was merely a copy of the Twilight; The Beginning, but in Edward Cullen's point of view.

But, the minute I read Chapter 1, I kept on reading, and reading, and reading...

Till I finished Chapter 12.

That was when I found out that this unfinished story of hers was leaked, resulting in her refusal to complete the book till a few years from now.

Such a pity, really.

Now, I am sincerely wishing that she would really finish writing that book, because I promise that it would be the only book from the Twilight saga I would so willingly buy!

A Splash of Colours

Reader,

Xiao Thoong's 21st birthday may have been a few weeks back, but I felt her celebration is well-worthed talking about, since so many different people contributed so much effort to actually make this event happen.

Even Perry was forced decided to come from Singapore to join in the fun, and become the family's personal event manager for the weekend.

Together, the both of us bunked in at her place the night before and tried our very best to help her parents with all sorts of pre-party preparations, including the food!

Initially, it was quite unbelievable to know that both her parents decided to prepare all the food for the guests that were to attend that night.

But, they did.

While the birthday girl disappeared the entire day to attend her final examinations, even her relatives and family friends came to help out in the kitchen.

I also caught up with my (long-lost) buddy, Wee Yang, who like us, also ended up peeling fruits and making cheese tarts. :)

Overall, I thought the party went quite well, though the absence of rain would have made it even better. All was merry, and most importantly, I had my cheese tarts and sago pudding. Hee.

While Xiao Thoong was busy attending to different people at a time, the guests were also given a task of their own for the night.

It was also a good chance to see so many familiar faces that I have not seen in the longest of times.

Happy Birthday, Bear.

Blogging Material

Reader,

I want to write about my family, or my father, to be exact, but I figured that encouraging the feeling of pity or awkward questions from other people isn't what I normally do, hence the choice of not publishing them.

I want to write about love and relationship, but super scared kena stalk by PM7 classmates, whom are extremely kepoh about this kinda stuff, albeit the fact that everyone's all across the globe right now.

Like what happened to Mei Mei and Marcus HAHAHAAA. -.-"

If I were brave (or idiotic) enough, I want to flame the person(s) that I extremely dislike to the very core of my being at this point of time. I would ignore whatever my conscience says and display her/his name publicly on cheesetal for the entire civilization to critique, criticise, and do all the evil things one would do to someone you really hate.

Okay fine, not hate; dislike.

Scare-dy cat.

I want to openly discuss politics; Malaysian politics, to be exact, and how ridiculous it is becoming as each second passes.

I want to write about my slightly peculiar habit of naming my possessions, and how it happens to be a rising fad amongst most people I am acquainted with.

I want to write about WHY I CHOSE DENTISTRY INSTEAD OF MEDICINE, but AGAIN, I am scared of PM7 classmates LIKE AMANDA AND MARCUS who are well capable of changing my mind for the umpteenth time.

Not funny, okay.

I want to write about how the upcoming INCOVAR camp is scaring me to my wits, and that I suddenly have the right mind to eventually not go for it.

I want to write about how I am adamant of sprucing up the house before Chinese New Year 2010, and how I will insist that father throws out all his unused items that has been sitting happily in MY wardrobe for the past ten years.

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That really is alot of writing to do.