tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5537752289153950952024-02-19T09:38:55.252+08:00Lady Ivy ♥.www.bibu-ivy.blogspot.comBibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.comBlogger160125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-77778403404599633142011-02-09T23:50:00.001+08:002011-02-09T23:57:51.718+08:00ProblemsGosh I think my head is gonna burst with all the problems stuck in my head each time I thought of something. One of it was an argument between the both of us and almost two days have not spoken. I knew we missed each other too much until we were too worry sometimes but I am under a massive stress with my assignments assigned with close datelines which always drive me crazy and sleepless nights. Until we finally spoke to each other today, I felt that we are quite apart and things started to feel quite cold during the conversation. The replies are like very short and not as informative if I would say but it does not even feel like it is a conversation between lovers or couples. I don't know. All I knew was, I was being very depressed and couldn't concentrate on my stuffs since the day we argued. Tears keep filling up till I keep holding on to it so that it don't pour. Sighs. My life is so so full of miseries. Mind full of rubbish problems which can't be deleted nor removed. HELP!!<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Being apart would make a relationship stronger,</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>But being apart may make each other think too much.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Misses each other very much </i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Where we have to wait until it comes.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>I love you and of course I miss you either,</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>My trust are fully on you where I can rely.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Please no more depression.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>It brings me deep down into the darkness.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Bring me light, make me bright.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Brighter than the sun shining on us.</i></span></div></div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-18573494061274229142011-02-08T23:13:00.001+08:002011-02-09T23:40:51.918+08:00LifeSorry for not blogging this long and I know it's rotting or maybe rotten. It seems there are a lot of stuffs bothering me around and getting my ass buzzed. Anyway, life is so so tough in Singapore and I have started to regret for not loving my own country and so as appreciating it. It is fun to be in Singapore for holidays but not to live or study here because seriously you can see the people here don't live lives!<br />
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From the first day of my college as I was travelling with Cindy to the MRT station at where I live from Boon Keng to Bugis station, we saw many "zombies" walking in speed like being hypnotized to one direction at Dhoby Ghaut station as its an interchange between the MRTs. Gosh.<br />
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Then, it has many problems between my life with the college life here. I don't enjoy it at all and in fact, I hated it very much as there are two devils around. I don't care if he or she read this but this is the truth. Yes I have been unwell for a week struggling with my bad health before the Chinese New Year but this fella as a group mate of mine, he thought of being selfish and left me alone as he said that we should split the group into individuals as I have not done much things. Fuck you. Then, what am I looking at when you are presenting? You just added few slides and then you did the incomplete report yourself and that is it. Others are done by me although I'm sick and slow in progress as you don't know how I struggled through. You chose what you wanna do and other major ones are done by me especially the paper works! On the other hand, other assignments that are group assigned, he split it either when at first he said that "It's okay. We still can be group." in front of the lecturer and then met the lecturer to tell that you are not willing to? Are you ball-less? Fuck you gay shit. Giving me so many problems when at first you just approach to me right away when the lecturer says that it's a group work. *spits*<br />
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Life here is super tough as I don't know why everyday I have to rush up and down, here and there for the sake of the assignments, purchasing stuffs, printings and such. I am so so so tired of this life in Singapore which sometimes I pity they have to suffer so much when they can't even or maybe I should say they are afraid of being a loser. Oh well, people here are very very very bossy and not as friendly as you think which makes me can't even communicate sometimes.<br />
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Gosh, I guess I really miss my own country with all the tasty food and friendly people and especially my friends with all my love! The food in Singapore sucks! Which either the food is tasteless or too salty. Damn. Make me come back please.. It feels like jail here after each time I went back to Johor Bahru with my love to search for food and love!Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-34939607179161485352011-01-11T01:16:00.001+08:002011-01-11T01:16:45.396+08:00AngerIt's the very first time I see this kind of anger in my life not even in my family itself but the one who suppose to be as a part of the family. The yell was frightening and my heartbeat went really fast till I was really scared that I'm so gonna get whacked up. Sigh. I was very upset when I picked up the call and it was girl and it's one of the ex. Well, at first I got scolded for being so childish but actually I just wanna answer that I'm sorry I am. I doubt there's any girl out there will accept it 100% without thinking other doubts. And it was cured after awhile.<br />
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Just needed some companion but instead I got yelled. It's just few hours before I left you for a few days and then you can do whatever you want. Sadly, all I get is yelling before explanations that I suppose to speak out but I did not. I was really taking a nap after locking the room when I was kinda upset that you rather Dota than to stay with me no matter what just for that few hours although it's just laying down on the bed. But instead you banged the door that I locked. If I am that pissed of you, I would have locked all the doors including the other room's and the toilet's. When you're pissed, you always don't realise that whatever you're saying out are very direct that strikes the person's heart and even your loved ones. The patience is very important to me where you have to have it in many situations.<br />
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While I was crying by the door, there are voices that I heard that says, "Hey, it's okay. Just accept it as it's your life's luck." and the other says "Are you sure you gonna continue this? Don't you afraid that one day you became his wife, he will whack you when he's angry?" Although my thoughts now is more to the negative part, but whatever I do, I still don't think that I did hurt the feeling of love between us. Not me but just you. Even I have heard before that no one likes it when you got scolded and then slowly apologize for being rude or so, neither do I. While keep thinking about all these upset stuffs, I began to feel too over depressed and began to scratch my left hand down by the wrist till the elbow part. Every time I think of it, I'll just keep scratching till the cells are so red and dead on the skin. It's not that I don't wanna say sorry, it's just that you came in in flame that I have no idea to find an extinguisher to put it off.<br />
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Yes, you've scolded me and I only know how to cry because I'm hurt but are you? Yes, I don't like it when I'm here and you were playing Dota but that was what I've told since the last argument that makes a near break up again. Atleast, I'll just shut up and keep quiet so that I don't say things that hurts that makes me thinks that it's so awful. I understand because it's not just once or twice but I have had it more than enough before.<br />
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When you were talking to me through the whole journey and even that few minutes short "talk" in the car, I really kept thinking of will you beat me up? Should I break up to avoid? But what I think avoiding wasn't the idea anyway just kept calm again than to do anything wrong.<br />
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Reached destination and went to eat. While ordering I have asked if you want to although it's not really that proper. I actually forgot that I need to borrow some cash to you but instead you just said that my anger doesn't mean that it shows that you don't have it too and you just walked away like that when I was giving you the money. Fine. I'm not blaming anything. I'm just gonna be emo for like, a week? Weird questions like should I be going back coming week? should I continue? I don't know how to answer it but just ignoring those questions. But even if you saw this, if you think that I wrote this just because I wanna boss you? I'm sorry I'm not but I'm trying to write my feelings out that have been stuck there for long.<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>P.S. :-</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>I really love you,</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>but it kept hurting me deep inside,</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>how and what should i do?</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>my heart is going to be sliced into half soon</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>remember?</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>can you be my pain killer pill?</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>all these,</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>was just a silly dream that i'm falling into.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>please wake.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: xx-small;"><i>sigh.</i></span></div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-18137614088386478752011-01-02T20:44:00.000+08:002011-01-05T20:59:03.442+08:00New Life 2011!Hi bloggy! It's been long I neglected this blog due to working times without internet connections for my private laptop until night. But by that time, the battery installed in my body is already weak and going to be shut down soon. Anyways, how did you guys past your new year? Good or bad it doesn't matter but what matter is what we did is right or wrong. (:<br />
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Okay, new year I flew to Singapore with my mum and both my brothers early in the morning. Didn't knew that my dad surprised us when we were eating our breakfast at McDonalds. I was really surprised and kinda upset when my dad waving goodbye to me as I was leaving the house that morning but in the end as he turned up at the airport, I was kinda touched and wanted to cry but I just did not. Reached Changi airport at 10.00am and proceed to my aunty's house at Jurong West by car. Waited everything till 2.30pm and went to settle my stuffs which is my new house! Went to Singapore's Ikea and bought some D.I.Y. tables and mirrors and other stuffs back to my new room shared with my best colleague Cindy (:<br />
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Was tired after screwing up every single table legs that it should use a driller to drill that screw into the desk board but we don't have one. Went to bed real early with red hands. o-m-g.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-74354242782267474852010-11-18T23:48:00.001+08:002010-11-18T23:50:46.474+08:00Hang On!Hang on there readers! While I need to take some of my free time to edit my photos to post it into my blog for better and faster loading pictures for quick viewers. Thank you! (:Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-24073339796666436912010-11-18T23:47:00.000+08:002010-11-18T23:47:30.336+08:00Don't UnderstandI don't understand why does someone has to be angry or upset of something which is told by him or herself that we should be frank with each other? You wanna be so upset about it go ahead but I'm still living. I just said that it don't have to be too over nauseating but not you don't have to. Every time something's wrong why don't just leave it instead of deleting everything that has been posted or so? Face the damn fact as it is. Sometimes is not that I don't wanna entertain you which I think and I know I should but it's like everyday thing will make you go bored somehow sooner or later. Everyday just asking the same old shit thing which is "Why don't you do your assignments than to wait for gym and eating meals only?" All I get the reply is, "Oh, alright." and the thing is this is a big fat lie which when I'm there right beside you, there are no progress worked at all. It's not that you're working and you have no time to do it and instead of doing stuffs which is better than playing games at home just sitting around? It's not that I wanna scold or what it's like I can't get myself away for too long for trying to get a chance to speak out the truth of the facts. What my mom told me was sitting and lying around at home for too long with no opportunities to go out and look for a job while you were free will grow lazier and lazier, then in the end we don't get jobs neither do our work will be completed. Every time I said that complete your work earlier, then we'll have earlier holidays and better and more relaxed than being so restless like what we did for our previous graduation. Oh well, I know I've spoken something that may cause anger but this is what I saw and the truth than to lie being in any relationship or so.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-78707270805439778942010-11-04T14:45:00.095+08:002010-12-11T16:24:41.572+08:00Singapore!Hi, peeps good morning! Had breakfast and then hurried with mum, Ken, and my cousin, Evelyn ( Jia Xian ) to Singapore's Raffles Education Corp. to enroll and meet Rei Pynn (a consultant) at 12.00pm. Supposingly, my other cousin who is same age as me called, Jeff Tan, was unable to join us as he has to attend his classes until 12.00pm and then join us afterthat. We somehow asked for many directions and we got lost and even Evelyn as a Singaporean she doesn't know how to go (==") because none of us got a directory map nor an iPhone! (That's one of the reasons why I need one. LOL) Anyway, we somehow found it and got there on 12.30pm.<br />
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After enrolling, Jeff met us at my future college, Raffles Education Corp., Singapore, and we planned to go for Marina Bay Sands! I just can't wait to see the amazing building with a kinda weird top as a roof but it's actually a swimming pool as referred to most of them.<br />
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Before that, we went to places nearby Bugis but we didn't get into Bugis Street because my mum doesn't likes it ):<br />
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This is Bugis Street which is a good place for affordable stuffs for many shoppers and also a very good choice for tourists!<br />
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We went to a very amazing exterior design building called Iluma which most of them said that it's not very successful in terms of the attractions of publicity. In fact, it's quite true when we went in there although the designs in the interior as well as the exterior were very extra-ordinary.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">I'm taking this escalator and it's freaking long and high! It goes up from the ground floor until the fourth floor! Amazing..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwu0CZvQCRlHEzAnwUpqgRR9dkQ2Y1qcyb8Op5GG38kCuDE_Xd6RwSfopy7zRVqiJwFZ7zUsXj4Miu_ei1MYqP455uoeX20FKRi5YVZXxaE95ITiqvopCL4xgEIpMIQjpM3n4hTcz6UUY/s1600/04112010184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwu0CZvQCRlHEzAnwUpqgRR9dkQ2Y1qcyb8Op5GG38kCuDE_Xd6RwSfopy7zRVqiJwFZ7zUsXj4Miu_ei1MYqP455uoeX20FKRi5YVZXxaE95ITiqvopCL4xgEIpMIQjpM3n4hTcz6UUY/s320/04112010184.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">A few pictures of viewing around the mall. (:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Then we proceed to our plan which is Marina Bay Sands! We took MRT ofcourse as it is very convenient to every place in Singapore and also a famous transport there. Dropped off at the last station of the Red line, Marina Bay station. When we were there, we didn't know how to get a bus to that place because none of us got there before as it is famous for it's casino. We decided to walk and it's quite a distance though. As we were walking, took some amazing buildings' photos and here it is. (:<br />
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Other views of the mall, ...<br />
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and while we were walking, we saw this performance and we stopped by to look at it.<br />
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Afterthat, all pictures are all the branded shops in big big lots which means it's a very expensive and high pay for rental fees. Gosh! Look at them.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh my god. This water feature thing is really really amazing. Look at it really closely!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Hmm, I guess this building used a lot of materials that uses wind and water to create the effects and an interesting attraction. Take a look at the overall. (:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-18588817127099814142010-11-03T23:25:00.001+08:002010-12-11T14:40:03.840+08:00Work & Off to Holiday!Wake up in the morning, went to work and having calls from 12.00pm onwards till 6.00pm. Calls which was kept asking about, "Have you prepared for your trip?" "What are you doing?" "Have you got all the documents ready to enroll studies in Singapore's Raffles?". DAMN, I'm fine, I've done and I know! Anyways, work all the way from 9.00am until 6.00pm and then I'm off to airport immediately with my working outfit. Oh well, I was shivering with hunger and we had McDonald's as usual when we were in KLIA Airport. Afterthat, we checked-in and off we proceed to our boarding stations and off we go! Bye, Malaysia for 4 days 5 nights and "Hi!" Singapore for 4 days 4 nights! :D<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cheese~ :P</div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-46967338281691303072010-10-26T14:40:00.009+08:002010-12-11T14:45:14.932+08:00I love youFlowers from my love with much kind care and honest love.<br />
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Stoned and sat at my workstation for 9 hours doing nothing because the stupid computer hasn't been set up after contacting the IT guy, Sukran, as he's still fixing the building's network. Wait, wait, wait and waited till I went back and he said he'll be coming the next morning. Damn.<br />
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After work, B came to fetch me as he says he insists because it's my first day of work yet tonight is our 5th month being together. We went to the look-out point which is very famous for sitting in one of the restaurants up there and enjoying the skyline view of KL city.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">.i<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">love</span>you.</div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-87120057880333243532010-10-22T23:22:00.002+08:002010-11-18T23:23:57.550+08:00InterviewWent for a job interview at Pavilion Retail Office Tower introduced by my dad as I've waited too long for my friend, Alex Lee, to approve and set an appointment for an interview although he told me the pay was low but what I really want is just to learn. Appointed at 2.30pm and here I go interviewing with Mr. Tan Peng Han, the head of design fit-out with my brother, Ken and my dad accompanying me. After around five to ten minutes, I got approved and told me I've all the weapons ready to get this job done and asked when can I start this job. I said "I'll be starting on Monday if you're okay with it." Mr Tan, "Good! That will be fine."<br />
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Hell yeah and I got the job and my brother was like "Sis, I'm very proud of you. Within less than half an hour, you got this job already." LOL. Anyways, reason for getting this job is because I wanna learn more of my own country's design and know more of the outside world. I'm still studying by the way, it's tiring but this is the way of living in the outside world. (:Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-12113331084175291242010-10-09T13:52:00.042+08:002010-10-21T13:46:19.423+08:00Day OutWent to KLCC with B and reached around 3.00pm to check out Maxis's iPhone 4G rate plan because we thought of getting one for each of us (:<br />
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Check out the iPhone 4G rate plan. I'm still confused with the rating and it has been trying to put the correct puzzle in my mind every time I stared at it. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px;"><a href="http://maxis.com.my/personal/iphone4/rates.asp?sms_ss=blogger&at_xt=4cbbe31f65c4969c,0#rateplanHeader">iPhone 4</a></span><br />
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Next, we went to have some meals before we went for our movie. Meals at 4th floor's food court which we tried the Little Wok's local dishes which I think it's not bad, you can have a try ;) After having our meals, we went for some window shopping looking around the Mac, digital cameras, video cameras, DSLRs, and more. It's time, and we head onto the cinemas but something attracted me while going into the cinemas. It was the Bijoux Food Company's cupcakes! Oh my god, they look so pretty and delicious yet cute. Bought it immediately after movie (:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">yum yum yum..</div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-9935064228475044332010-10-08T00:35:00.001+08:002010-10-16T01:41:29.091+08:00TripAfter graduating, my dear B and I went to Johor Bahru (JB)where my dear was born and where his family lived. Supposingly was planning to travel at Singapore and stay at their hotels but thinking twice of that, it's kinda expensive.<br />
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<u>Day 1 - 29/09/2010</u><br />
Woke up at 9.00 am, get ready by 11.00 am while waiting for B to arrive my house. At 12.00 pm, B reached my house and my driver took us to Bukit Jalil Bus Transit. Bought 12.30pm's ticket and we headed to the bus and waited around 30 minutes and the trip just got started. After two hours of ride, took a toilet break, and head onto the bus and continued the journey.<br />
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Supposingly we took an express bus all the way to JB but it stops in almost every part of JB just to get some passengers off. In the end, reach at Larkin Bus Station at 5.00pm. Headed to a taxi driver to ask whether he could take us to Taman Suria where B lives. "RM 10 only" says him. We just walked away to purposely show rudeness because it's not like a far distance place where I think it should be less than 10km? Oh well, B called his friend, Louis Tan, which is his best friend and he was free and willing to fetch us! YAY.<br />
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Reached his house and welcomed by his gate which I got knocked on my head and his dog! (: Afterthat, we rest awhile and went dinner together with Louis, Marcus, Lucas, Liang, Edmund, Alan and Kylie at some kinda barbeque restaurant. Later, we went for snooker games with all his brothers again! :D<br />
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<u>Day 2 - 30/09/2010</u><br />
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Woke up earlier than who I was at home and ate breakfast before going out. Found out that B's passport wasn't with him and he got panicked and looked for it everywhere and remembered that it was with Louis. Although it is expired, but he hasn't got the time to renew it and he thought that it's needed in order to renew a passport. So, he turned his house around and even searched from Louis and couldn't find any. Till at night, had dinner with his family and went to make a police report. Met a new friend again which is Louis's girlfriend, Elaine. (: Afterthat, we went to chill at a place nearby which I think the place is kinda unique and 70's kinda look from the exterior.<br />
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<u>Day 3 - 1/10/2010</u><br />
Waited B from morning until noon coming back from the passport immigration where he needs to apply for a new passport before going to Singapore with me and so as Louis and Elaine on Saturday. After the new passport was done, he received a call from his sister where she said she found his expired passport where he has been looking for it the whole yesterday! Went to cancel the report and everything is finally settled and headed for shopping at City Square. Then, went to his father's tailor shop and then dinner with Louis again. Snooker for the late nights with Alan, Marcus, Louis, and B. :D<br />
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<u>Day 4 - 2/10/2010</u><br />
Woke up late because was tired yesterday and almost late for the trip to Singapore :x Had breakfast at home and then accompanied Louis and Elaine to have theirs. Then, we started our journey to Singapore at 12.00pm and reached around 12.45pm through all the custom checks. Went to look around at the ION Mall which I like the shop facade and designs are not bad and headed to cramp together with everyone at Bugis Street! Hell yeah, here's where I find all fashion clothes which suits me more and cheap. Bought 3 bottoms, 2 tops, a dress, a pair of shoes and 2 waist belts. Too bad I'm out of time where the clock turns 6.00pm already where heavy traffics are about to start. I hadn't had enough and I will be back! Bought some food back and my favourite red bean pancake from Singapore. ;) Stuck in the jam for almost 2 hours and headed home to refresh ourselves before headed to Liang's birthday barbeque party.<br />
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<u>Day 5 - 3/10/2010</u><br />
It's about to go home. Everything ends here and left home at almost 2.00pm, and Louis fetched us back to the Larkin Bus Station. Bought 4.30pm ticket and as usual, DELAYS. After 5.00pm, the driver said that the bus had some technical problem and asked us to proceed to other bus. Luckily the other bus is much cleaner and spacious for me to rest my legs and also to put my luggage. Heading back to Kuala Lumpur, the place I live. Reached at 10.00pm and took a taxi back to his house and luckily there wasn't any traffic jams. Reached home at 12.00pm+ and bathed and slept immediately (:<br />
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Sorry, and I know it's a bit tiring without any pictures to refer and view and I know it's a damn tiring post to read because everything are just WORDS! Toodles.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-72116592305869832212010-09-24T23:46:00.002+08:002010-10-09T02:30:38.393+08:00Family?We went to KLCC to meet up with his family members at San Francisco's Coffee. We headed to Madam Kwan's cafe to have our lunch. His dad is a very good tailor in Johor Bahru and his mum is a very good housewife. The eldest sister is Jaime, which is pretty and engaged, second was his brother San Nien, with knowledges from Australia and Singapore, and second sister, Racheal (Rachel) a cute sister and lastly my dear Fylix Chong! Who just graduated with me and now having lunch together (:<br />
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Was a little surprised when his dad asked how long were we together and I answered after tomorrow it's the fifth month. Oh well, friendly nice family but I was too shy, so I just kept quiet till they asked me some questions :x<br />
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Went for a little shopping at Marks & Spencer, Zara, Isetan and Mango and they bought some stuffs back. A little disappointed cuz' they didn't get to eat what my b kept saying that the Wantan Mee at Sungai Besi that taste way way way way amazing.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHYGZjUFi1iUB7MKolEw-J5hdC6upI0XIP154QCkTMQsRqzqKigr8wNHWwkC8wq6y2YgC2iQcecbRtePOo5u3QqPN22XhWAkx4lgxDY-P7mPN8VFRDzN3bTbHFeMZ0IaYXOP_X5Yk2yI8/s1600/24092010097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHYGZjUFi1iUB7MKolEw-J5hdC6upI0XIP154QCkTMQsRqzqKigr8wNHWwkC8wq6y2YgC2iQcecbRtePOo5u3QqPN22XhWAkx4lgxDY-P7mPN8VFRDzN3bTbHFeMZ0IaYXOP_X5Yk2yI8/s320/24092010097.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yummy hand cooked chips with smokey BBQ flavour.</div><div style="text-align: center;">*thumbs up!*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLobXzW5wY5aBoJHCfYLsZ8rhr5JdIImbwY4J5WM_4XsVq6fX7jXdHrBw8tTeHFQgb56q9jXvFsvyiPDva6_qIxZmR6ABuyPlVSmk71LuiF9TcEoIS1AX6QT4lA1xV9t4QLF_uJe_2U6I/s1600/24092010098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLobXzW5wY5aBoJHCfYLsZ8rhr5JdIImbwY4J5WM_4XsVq6fX7jXdHrBw8tTeHFQgb56q9jXvFsvyiPDva6_qIxZmR6ABuyPlVSmk71LuiF9TcEoIS1AX6QT4lA1xV9t4QLF_uJe_2U6I/s320/24092010098.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Cookies! Must try this cuz' this is too yummy to be true! xD</div><div style="text-align: center;">*double thumbs up!*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5GybSiekMPlefmOlyEzaGwVs0gYItpKtFLn2ZV3i2uM3y0crBTxP9LY-CBK0h1Wl8lt3sh-XLiJE94s0I2MQEUN6Ll2Kv0ZpkY_IoAagghgzjfLeXEX0ZIF5pvI7arNu7pVjeBKTaeQ/s1600/24092010101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5GybSiekMPlefmOlyEzaGwVs0gYItpKtFLn2ZV3i2uM3y0crBTxP9LY-CBK0h1Wl8lt3sh-XLiJE94s0I2MQEUN6Ll2Kv0ZpkY_IoAagghgzjfLeXEX0ZIF5pvI7arNu7pVjeBKTaeQ/s320/24092010101.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh ya, a little small gift from his mum.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Godiva Chocolate. (:</div><br />
Anyway, was very very happy with your family with some laughters all along the way. I will someday visit JB with you like what your mum somehow invited and as your dad said that it's fun and pretty there. Lol.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-48096051621545777152010-09-24T14:36:00.002+08:002010-10-09T03:09:31.065+08:00GraduationYES! I finally graduated! From all the hard works that I've done has finally got me passed and continue my steps to complete the path of my dreams. Although neither best stage design nor top student awards are won, but I'm still very happy with what I've done and graduated with all my special ones, Fylix Chong (my beloved), Zen Chong (son), Chua Chee Cai (SFH :x, Ks.Lgd.Ice Pro), Cindy Gwee (chopstick sista) and my fellow classmates. Also my family put many pressures on me on coming back late and sleeping and doing things at imba times but now that I've gone through everything, it worths. (:<br />
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</div>As I walked the stage, got my certificate and posed for a group photo, it felt so "done" that's the only word that I can say. Now that I'm free from stress and heavy shoulders, all I want now is live a normal life and be happy with everyone and stay with the person I loved. By the way, my parents gave me a bouquet of pink roses too. (:<br />
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I've been introduced to his family on that day and so does him. It's just that the feedback were just so so I guess. Got invited for lunch tomorrow and off they going back to Johor Bahru. I'm extremely tired and gotta jump onto my bed and sleep with whatever patterns I have. Ciaos, buds. Loves.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Just bare with the tired look cuz' we rushed our works for a few nights and days with minimum sleeping hours. </div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-7843698053744451752010-09-18T04:37:00.000+08:002010-09-18T04:37:45.432+08:00BurstFuck fuck fuck! All you do is to fuck every time I came back late because I was stuck on my work. Waiting for me downstairs? Pathetic. You wanna see a guy or a girl sent me home? Yeah it's a guy so what? This world besides male and female, what else do we have? You want an animal, ghost or any objects to send me home? Or you prefer cops to send me home like you watch those movies? I came home late you fuck but don't fuck me that I lied that I'm rushing my work that I'm seriously working on it hard. You don't believe then don't fucking come for my graduation and don't talk so much. Just wanna see me eh? Fuck you, and I don't think I wanna see you that often cuz' you're making me sick for not even concern on my studies on what am I studying and acted like you did. Oops forget to tell you that umm when you rushed to my school that day just to clarify your stupid ego brains in the staff room, lecturers laughed at your clarification which as if like I'm the only one facing all this shit problems. Wake up dude! Which world and era you're still in?<br />
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Makes me feel regret so much for telling you guys that I'm gonna graduate and invited you guys and you said "Do we have to attend?" Then should I just say "I lied?". Hmm, I think I should just graduate alone, fast, and get out of this country and your boundary to search for my own life. I won't be concerning so much on you guys anymore which making me even more sick.<br />
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There goes mum's turn, Hi! You're concern I know not much thing about you but once you told me that people told you about the Facebook status which says that I'm engaged, it's like OMG! Fuck you adults have no brains? I thought you business guys have very smart brains but without EQ? Damn. Believing every shits from Facebook it's like so damn brainless. Believe it or not is your choice, it's okay, but telling or asking my parents or not I don't think there isn't any choice? Why don't you just ask directly from me? Wait wait wait.. Or maybe you shouldn't ask at all cuz' its wasting everyone's time. Seriously, heard this from my mum I don't know whether I should have laughed out loud or got stunned.<br />
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Maybe next week I'll change it to married and in five to nine months time I'll change it to "pregnant" (if they have :P) and then after nine months then I'll just write my son/daughter's name there. BELIEVE IT LA DUMBFUCKS!Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-70198135138783091022010-09-16T02:21:00.000+08:002010-09-16T02:21:39.372+08:00MoodyCan anyone give an answer for all the questions that I had in my head now? It's like.. I don't know what wrongs I did and I got fucked up. I didn't even wore a dress that I should have worn tonight for my best friend's party which I don't feel like wearing dress so I just wore a normal casual wear as it is. I went to Jogoya at Starhill, after all the rush and the jams around KL roads with stupid traffic polices, I just ate a few things which costs me RM57. It's okay but I still chat with you through messaging with my phone while I'm eating unless I'm grabbing food around. I still can't see what's wrong. You told me you were jealous, but this party is my best friend's that I never rejected. I know my ex went together, but I was all the while in a chaotic situation which it's hot, stuffy and noisy. I replied every single message of yours after I've received. Till this end, I still don't see any wrong. Yes there are some pictures of me and him in a group photo which is just next to each other and one is one-by-one picture but I can swear that I never hugged or kissed or did anything which is very wrong to the relationship. I was jealous about you chatting with your ex happily in front of me in the Live Messenger, I did nothing and I tried to control myself silently I walked to hid in the room. You found me and you knew I was jealous and you've tried to make me happy and then I did tried to think open-minded-ly. Maybe you're just thinking too much but when I asked you out, you said you don't wanna cuz' I invited you in the last minute. Or maybe I was being too harsh on you by asking you not to drink and smoke which you usually do. I don't think I've got the right rights to stop you from what you usually do and although if I did, it's just a kiss in the air. Sigh, I really don't know what to say about but no offence that it is definitely not a blame. MOODY is the word of the week for me now.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-20481812749630537652010-09-03T07:26:00.000+08:002010-09-03T07:26:03.225+08:00FML? No, I FYL!I thought I've said and I've even told and even INFORMED you guys that I'll be doing my work at my friend's place and I would be coming back late at night many times ago. Yet, this morning as I came back at 5.00am+ you fucked me up because you think I lied that I'm fooling around in their house. Can you fucking understand how much work I have and how college life is? Do you have a fucking brain to not compare your age's college and today's college? Have you seen a designer's life is easy than making other people's life easy? Do you even fucking understand what a designer does? What to install into a good CPU to render fast and good and do I have it? You answer me all this and if I have all this I don't even need to go over to my friend's place. First of all, discussions and you complained that phone bill and electricity bill was too high. Now that I'm going there to do everything and saved more time dialing phones and shits, you asking me what do you think your home is? Hotel? Fuck you. I work till late night. I only work at night and why? Because it's fucking noisy in the morning and do you think people like you need inspirations? Need to think of new ideas each time when you design something? You think I'm studying business?! You calling your own "daughter" as PROSTITUTE just because I do my work at night and coming back late? Shit brains. Don't fuck my life up and my dream to accomplish this course. Why don't you do your stupid research and ask around than come to me and say that you wanna understand what I'm learning. I prove to you what I'm learning and what I'm doing in both hard and soft copies and you said you don't wanna see but instead following me to college later on. FINE I'll fucking bring you to college and ask my lecturer what am I doing and my progressions! You don't even fucking believe your own daughter then why must I believe you? You wanna do your stuff your problem la. Hello, I'm 19 now and I've never went clubbing before and I've only stayed bloody ONCE in a friend's house when I work till too late last time. Isn't that good enough being so fine at 19?! I don't know what your brains are full with stupid craps that you always read in newspapers and imagine that yourselves and maybe you just want me to be THAT LUCKY. Typing all this shits about both of you is tiring and I'm not gonna continue typing because my fingers are tired and so as my eyes.<br />
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Conclusion,<br />
my life got fucked when I, use too much electricity, didn't sleep, sleep too late, come back late, sleep too much, working at night, work too much, being lazy when I'm free. You don't understand then bug off my life than asking me do you guys have to come for my graduation. I don't even need you guys to be there. Seriously, I'm fucking tired of you guys being such like only you're the only one working harshly on something than the others. YOU DON'T FUCK MY LIFE THIS TIME. I FUCK YOURS!Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-38614307891434856022010-08-31T12:57:00.000+08:002010-08-31T12:57:16.059+08:00BirthdayYes, it is my birthday today but something is not right keeping me away from it. Not that friends betrayed me or what but I felt that I am walking alone on the streets. I don't really know how to describe it much tho. Maybe listening songs that got me turned off? Looking at scenes that suppose to be very happy but end up I felt sad about it. I didn't want to celebrate my birthday not because I felt bad response or love or whatever. I'm just too busy with my assignments for my graduation that I don't even have the time to sleep, shop and relax. Sorry peeps and friends.<br />
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Photos I've deleted but what you've found maybe I haven't found that file and delete it completely. Yesterday, you brought me to dinner with your house mates but before that I was listening emo songs played on your computer and sometimes the way you talked to me wasn't when we first met. There's a few times but I'm trying to accept it as who you were. Talked about together that don't hide things but what are you doing now? You found it and I told you like what I did previously when I found out yours. I asked you yesterday when you sound kinda bad when I called you, all you said was nothing. In the end I read from some sources and I got what you meant last night. You promised me things but you just did it for that few weeks and in the end you still did it and got back to normal. Did I treat you like that? I am really sad when I'm typing this right now. I know everything is my fault for not doing something right for what I've said and the words you've taken. I don't know what to say any more although I know I somehow felt what you're trying to think and being emo of something related to me without telling me anything. My apology.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-68774399241792817892010-08-23T05:20:00.006+08:002010-08-23T05:28:10.101+08:00Love<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">For the first time I see drops of tears from your eyes because you saw my past and worried very much for me. It means very very much to me that what I felt inside you is very bad and hurtful. Usually I don't let people to touch my stuffs except those closest to me which one of them was you. Although I just bought it, I just stuffed everything into it without checking and cleaning up the messes that you've seen. Just now while you were locked up in your room just for a minute, I felt something is going wrong which is why I kept keeping an eye on you. While you were assisting me holding my hands down from your place to the car, you said something really really emo and the situation is going more and more moody. You were afraid that I might leave you because you weren't good enough for me and you were tired of being around on your age. The truth is, why would I leave someone who cared for me so so much and love me more than himself? If I leave one day, it means that I didn't appreciate this relationship which a guy like you, it has been disappeared years ago. You said that even if he kept contacting me in any ways, you wouldn't mind because you believe that I'm yours it means that I'm yours. I love you either and that is why I'm spending more of my lifetime with you than my close friends and family that I'd abandoned or somehow neglected. Likewise, I went to your place immediately after my dinner with my family and in the end while you were emo you were somehow pissed when I was having a bad headache trying to listen and understand which part were you talking about. Yes, to be honest, I was really sad and kept asking myself which wrong did I do? Hearing part, I had a very bad pair of ears that couldn't hear properly. But no matter how, we do forget and forgive each other in a more mature way than just to avoid and not doing anything about it or guessing around and creating doubts. Please please stop using your soul to hurt your body with the habits you had anymore which it really hurts me when I saw it or not. For the health's sake, I rather you chose one of them instead of taking both of them just because of uncontrolled emotions. That is just for tonight and for the next time, if there is, I would stop you in whatever ways that I could possibly do. Lastly, so sorry for making a sad night for you but I could guarantee that I would remove and change as much as I could. I loved you very much too. Please take care and start to realize more on your health. Loves.</span><br />
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Oops before I do forget that my college's graduation updates.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Venue : JW Marriott Hotel</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Jalan Bukit Bintang, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Date : 23rd September 2010</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Theme : <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">VISIONS</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Schedule : 6.30p.m. - Exhibition</div> 7.00p.m. - Convocation<br />
8.30p.m. - Fashion Show<br />
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Ticket Price : <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">RM 100.00</span><br />
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p.s. : I know the price is a little more expensive than the previous term but I hope this term would be more fun and worth the pay. Enjoy. For any friends of friends of Interactive Media (I.M.) won't be graduating this term because of some errors. (:Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-89691523510971998432010-08-13T06:28:00.000+08:002010-08-13T06:28:39.037+08:00PissedI am pissed. I am pissed. I am pissed. I am damn pissed at my stupid internet connection that was happening in my desktop computer. Working on my assignments already stressing me off and thought of chilling at the computer for awhile. Currently I think Facebook is making everything feels laggish and updating real slowly. It's okay and I went to my MSN to check if someone would chat with me. Found someone and chat a little while but waiting for no replies in both sides. Got pissed and called A and asked, and A said it wasn't A's fault while A is waiting for my reply too. It's the stupid internet problem or my computer which previously got polluted by the stupid virus that my brother did although it is somehow cleared. Chat with B in both Facebook and MSN and in the end looked for B. Was happy at the beginning till C kept calling and I guess B was pissed going around looking for shops that are still open for us to dine and C kept calling, calling and calling till both B and I were pissed. Sent B home and went out somewhere to breathe alone. Releasing some stress that supposed to be released hours ago. I know it's my attitude that it somehow ruined the whole thing but it's like I'm stuck in a deep hole and yet you're to pull me out of it than to put more sand into it. The whole condition was in a pissing mood and sorry for attitude-ing you and all the shits that I've done. Next time, I'll just do it alone.<br />
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I don't know what's happening to my life every now and then during August. To all friends of mine, I would say I actually forgotten that my birthday was close until someone reminded me. Actually all I wanted to say is, this year I don't think that I'm gonna celebrate it because I don't even have the mood to do so. Sorry friends. If someone would have said that I'm being "perasan" here, I'm just saying so and I didn't meant that there's any celebration or surprises. Not in a very good mood these days where everything seems to be very troublesome.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-9072287401248044312010-08-09T02:46:00.000+08:002010-08-09T02:46:50.529+08:00Squeezed!My feeling now is feeling so squeezed. This evening went out with you and you gave me that kinda reply when I was trying my best not to be so stressed up over family relationships and you and his post. 08-08 is really not my day.<br />
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Case #1<br />
A and B got quarreled and I got blamed because A was trying to "joke" with me and I told B about it and they quarreled and A asked me to settle it because I created it. You were the one who "joked" me and you said I started this mess. Then can I ask you a question within your age, is it fun enough for you? Why don't you just joke with someone else than your own family member. You knew this wasn't the first time and now you're doing it again. Are you a fool? You're pushing your bloody dirty stuffs to me and I ain't gonna apologize for it.<br />
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Case #2<br />
C and I went out for C's lunch and then to KL Convention Centre to buy my external hard disc. It's crowded enough and I know I wanted to get something and once it's done we'll just leave immediately. I'm not blaming but C gave me those reply that makes me feel like maybe I should just shut up and talk to myself or something. Now it makes me feel crowded in myself. All of a sudden while taking things from C the feeling is so so cold that I felt like I'm suffocated. It's okay it's my fault I know.<br />
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Case #3<br />
Went out for D's celebration and E was there also. Reminds me of the post that E did that "someone" told me that it's updated and so I went to read. I simply just couldn't accept the fact that this happened on me blindly. Seems like I'm the one being a fool, spinning around and around over and over again. It's like finally that blunt knife pierced into my heart which was more painful than breaking up. I didn't had any feelings during broke up but much hatred. I've already got over E but things said in that post I simply can't accept it as now I know myself that I'm in a relationship. Simply speechless.<br />
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I held my breath the whole day just to hope everything goes fine till the end of the day. I felt more like a burden now and everything just came into me today and I can't even hold my tears. I have to cry alone in my room so that I could just breathe a little. Yes, I am being rude at times but I'm awake. It seems like everything fell on me already and I hope I don't spoil any other things anymore.<br />
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Leave me alone.Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-41422201402746111292010-08-05T06:01:00.003+08:002010-08-06T06:05:11.553+08:00I am not happy at all to see and finally knew the truth of that<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">the fucker</span></i> saying that <i>the fucker</i> just cling onto me just to wait for a chance from another<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">fucker</span></i>. This<i> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">fucker</span></i> doesn't even worth to be a human either. I felt full of regret for not holding myself strong enough when I was younger and hasn't put on that step. For now, everything is over long ago <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">you're not even worth to be my friend</span>. What I hated most is playing with my feelings no matter they are the closest or the farthest relationship from me. Keep dreaming like you wished to and I hope I'll appear just to stab you! Get lost from my life! <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Mother fucker!</span></i><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Specially dedicated to the person of you know who you are..</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">o</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">0</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">o</span></span></span></i></div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-553775228915395095.post-63513458458019881222010-08-02T03:31:00.003+08:002010-08-02T03:35:13.916+08:00Backstab?I don't understand why you wanna be like this for which I think you don't have to be so childish over to write over blogs and Facebook to "announce" about me being irresponsible for the first time. After I saw your Facebook status that you wrote in your own language, I said fine okay it's my fault I strongly agreed. Tonight as I was chilling with my work, I went reading blogs and I saw yours. <i>What the fuck is wrong with you man?</i> You want your cab fees I can even double pay you back! Fine you wanna end this shitty friendship go ahead I don't mind on what you SEE with your eyes and judge on how people is. I think it's very okay to write in English so that everyone could understand than misunderstanding to quarrels. Every time when we wanted to hang out together you ignored and when we asked you, you won't share but only us sharing to you. It's okay. Making friends, I don't like to be so fussy and being fair or not but being right and wrong. So now whats the point of being friends since one small little mistake you make it as such a big deal and when we cared for you, you ignored? Since in your Facebook, you've dropped every single detail of your everything why don't you show your "fierceness"? If you're that fierce, we settle it face to face as adults instead of scolding in a social website? This is what you see me or maybe I can say "us", then forget it. I don't have to say it 100% clearly that you know who you are.<br />
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I would want to apologize to most of my friends although it's kinda late to do it by now that I'm being irresponsible that I've forgotten to inform you guys via Facebook as I've lost most of your contacts due to my phone's <i>cacat-ness</i>.<i> </i><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.- </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">o</span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">0</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">o</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> -.</span></div>Bibu Ivy♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807343485091115637noreply@blogger.com0