A Happy Woman’s Narcissism Must Be Beared

Sometimes a woman gets too emotional for her own good.

She picks up the phone and does silly things to bring confusion to everyone involved. Unneccesary heartaches.

If you don’t understand, try having your period while you are living alone away from home and everyone and everything that matter to you.

The poor unassuming boyfriend takes the shit she lashes out.

Sorry dear, I promise to stop my emoness.

He picked me up all the way from Pudu Raya on Thursday night to save me the hassle of taking the train back with a bottle of water and a snack bar, knowing very well what I need after 5 hours of ass-pimple-producing journey. I love you for that dear. 🙂

After long talks, a long supper, a walk under a 3am night sky near our old primary schools(he was from Lick Hung, I was from SRSS19. Two schools situated side by side. Yet we never knew each other till secondary school.) hand in hand..


I came home to find this on my bed and felt so happy because I love little surprises. 🙂 Little meaningful surprises.

Two mornings later, I was awoken by a stranger outside my house. I went out with just-out-of-bed hair, unbrushed teeth and old volleyball school jersey with shorts to peer sleepily at the gate.


Thank you dear. Thank you so much. You needn’t have to. 🙂 You had me at “Happy Wesak Day”. 😀 Wonder what the florist must’ve thought.


That perhaps you’re crazy to send something so sweet on a religious day.


It made my day. My week, my month….haha,enough to sustain me till I see you again.


I’ve been very petty for the past few weeks. But something bigger cropped up and I’m not going to stand in the way. He got an ASEAN scholarship to do Biological Science in NTU, Singapore. All he needs to do is pass this Thursday’s interview, and he’ll be there in August. A 3 years course with a 3 years bond with the Singapore government.


One.

And me? I have 4 more years here in Kedah. Another 3 years with the government and god knows where they will post me to.


Two.

As for now, the plan to do our government posting together has been scraped since he won’t be graduating as a pharmacist in Malaysia.


Three.

Embarking on another period of long distance relationship. The minimum amount of years would be about 7 – 8 years.


Four.

I’ll be 26 or 27 years old or more before I know what it’s like to have something most of you have everyday.


Five.

=) He made me see that all hope is not lost. As we’ll co-ordinate our schedules to see each other often enough.


Six.

Two weeks. Two buses. North of Malaysia. South of Malaysia.


Seven.

I will miss him. 😐


Eight.

No one should stand in the way of anybody’s education.


Nine.

Because even if you promise someone Forever, things can still turn around and break away.


Ten.

It’s still bad, but at least it’s only Singapore and Malaysia.


Eleven.

And my mum said I can visit him in Singapore whenever. 😀


Twelve.

I’ll probably appeal and appeal to the government to send me to Johor after I graduate.


Here’s to us, cheers:)


Why can’t roses stay soft, sweet smelling and pretty forever?


=) Another bouquet to stand the wear of time.


l-r: Valentine’s Day bouquet from him back in form4(2002), Valentine’s Day Bouquet from him back in form5(2003). Yes, I have dead things in my room that’s about 4 years and 3 years old. LOL.I swear if you flick the roses, they’ll break into powder form and fall to the floor. I should have kept last year’s Valentine’s Day bouquet. Too bad my mum made me put it into a vase and it decomposed. ;(