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Showing posts with label i love you.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label i love you.. Show all posts
3 Oct 2009
29 Sept 2009
UPDATE 29/09/09
Sorry for being emotional to you these days. Sorry to have you waiting me for so long, and might still have to wait for another year. Sorry for the long distance relationship. Sorry for not caring you that often. Sorry for trying to flirt out. Sorry for drinking alcohol alone. Sorry i love you. Happy 1 year anniversary.
27 Sept 2009
UPDATE 27/09/09
I love you. I want to have a family with you. I want to have a baby with you but not children. I will send our children away as soon as his/her grow their intelligent. Babe is cute but children are just disasters. I can afford marriage anytime because my family said no problem they can sponsor my marriage. It's part of my family tradition. But my pride just don't allow this to be happen to me, because it makes me feel useless for rely upon my family. Sorry i knew I'm selfish for not taking the advantage offer. Sorry for to have you wait for me so long. I'm so emotional these days. I emotionally want to cry, but physically don't want to cry. It's just complicated.
25 Sept 2009
UPDATE 25/09/09
Lester is a pretty girl =D what? Heaven no, I just realized I'm a boy, yes, boy only. Nor man because I'm a virgin, yes, V-I-R-G-I-N? I think it should not be secret to hide, if you are wondering to take advantage from my virgin, just give me a call 0431727839 I don't mind you do anything about it, at least i wish not to give my first experience to the people I love, why? because i don't want try my improper skills to her/him.
I just cant feel happy easily so as sadness. I don't know why but things just go weird sometimes. I hate my life, I hate human, I hate shower everyday. I love the movie of district 9, a very movie regarding racist issues. indeed. I'm only 20yo, and already have had a house, car, credit card, pre-corporate position, certificate in progress. What a wonderful life compared to the others, thank to my dad. Anyway, it isn't something that I looking for. I don't need PR or immigrate to the other country because whats the point of becoming second class citizenship? I should have appreciate for everything that my parents given to me. I don't mind go Singapore because i love the country. at least i still can eat as much durians as i can in the country. And, I love Singaporean girl.
I love JJ, ML, X, HS, YY, YL, LL, SM, WL, YB, A, R, L, K, T, FC & JM etc. Thank for Ciplak+ing my life. LMAO (i seriously don't know what is LMAO, people just don't want to tell me)
I just cant feel happy easily so as sadness. I don't know why but things just go weird sometimes. I hate my life, I hate human, I hate shower everyday. I love the movie of district 9, a very movie regarding racist issues. indeed.
I love JJ, ML, X, HS, YY, YL, LL, SM, WL, YB, A, R, L, K, T, FC & JM etc. Thank for Ciplak+ing my life. LMAO (i seriously don't know what is LMAO, people just don't want to tell me)
31 Aug 2009
August 31
August 31, the day we cry and hug hug together =P
The first time I felt pride of my life was during my high school. I begin hardly to pronounce a single word of Malay and end up with very outstanding Malay skills and successful journey in high school. Everyone bow to me when I pass through, especially the shyly little lovely junior who always watching me behind the corner, who has later became my girl friend =P.
The second time I felt pride of me was during my basic military training in Perak. It wasn’t compulsory but also not easy to be selected, hence, it is such an honour for me to been selected for the training. Additionally, the reason it wasn’t compulsory because people can simply avoid it by having pregnancy, boy has historically pregnant record so no worry.
During the two month military training, there is a special moment that makes me felt proud to born in this beautiful country. It was during an unforgettable survivor training, me and the group of 5 been chosen and sent to the jungle for few days without proper bed. Then, in the middle of the night that I don’t know what is the time because we are not allow to bring any civilisation equipment such as watch and torchlight. All the sudden, one of the trainee points to the sky, i thought he is going to says about the meteor that had past by few minutes ago, instead, he says:
“Look, imagines your friends and parent, they can sleep peacefully tonight because of you. Thinks of your girl friend too, she might having her lovely BaskinRobins that paid by your credit card T.T they are the reasons you are here.”
My heart has a little bit of shocks when I heard the credit card. Why on earth I would provide credit card to my girl friend? Hmm, I must love her so much.
Anyway, when I look through the lovely sky in the jungle at the middle of the night, the leaf and grass are so green, and, I can also see those shinny little star and moon, so bright and make myself felt like a little useless uncracked yellow peasant peanut inside the peanut butter jam. Anyway, I finally understood why I should love my home country. Even though I hardly see any grass or leaf in the night, but when I touched it, I can felt the green came through my softly peasant finger toward my sensible cells. i feel an electric shock. osh!! It feels like such an ice-cream melting on the top of Jing Jing head. Yet, I love green I love Malaysia. I love my country so much even after I left national service.
During my gap year between high school and university, I throw myself into working environment. They paid me crap, however, I'd learned everything I could, especially the way to fix computer appropriately and the way people make business happen. No doubt, my computer knowledge is brilliant when I was in high school,I have had helped my high school teacher to fix her computer, who has computer science degree . Hence, the working environment is just like a piece of cheese cake for me, which had further upgraded my skills. Well, I don’t really know how to make cheese cake, but I do know how to eat a piece of cheese cake in very luxury way.
Back to the gap year and I would like to talk about our government systems which being word of mouth. I though there should be more room for improvement. Honestly, Our government departments are slow and inefficient. Which later I realise the need for a strong government, the previous one wasn’t good, I can’t mention his name over here due to certain reasons (you should know la if you are Malaysian).
When I was in my university year in Australia, I found so many interesting such as crystal clean beaches and friendly peoples. But later I also found the weakness of their government systems were even terrible than us, "SLOW !!" wth !! "COMPLICATED!!" "cannot bayar duit copi ke?", especially this one, so unacceptable. I have saw one of my female friend’s boy friend been fined with $6000 for several silly little traffic mistake in one day, this ridiculous. Never ever drive car in country without " duit copi ". In our country, our traffic police won’t simply fine people, firstly because they are friendly and secondly because they are lazy to issue the fine report.
As we celebrate the national year again. I remember once my dad used to bring me to Jalan Raya to watch the fireworks, such a beauty and nice memory that cannot be replaced. =D
Here is my little suggestion to improve our country; you GIVE ME 100 millions for no reason and I will spend all the money for shopping and investment. As I learned from macroeconomics, this called transfer payment, which is a very efficiency way to recover our economy =D happy independence day of Malaysia.
The first time I felt pride of my life was during my high school. I begin hardly to pronounce a single word of Malay and end up with very outstanding Malay skills and successful journey in high school. Everyone bow to me when I pass through, especially the shyly little lovely junior who always watching me behind the corner, who has later became my girl friend =P.
The second time I felt pride of me was during my basic military training in Perak. It wasn’t compulsory but also not easy to be selected, hence, it is such an honour for me to been selected for the training. Additionally, the reason it wasn’t compulsory because people can simply avoid it by having pregnancy, boy has historically pregnant record so no worry.
During the two month military training, there is a special moment that makes me felt proud to born in this beautiful country. It was during an unforgettable survivor training, me and the group of 5 been chosen and sent to the jungle for few days without proper bed. Then, in the middle of the night that I don’t know what is the time because we are not allow to bring any civilisation equipment such as watch and torchlight. All the sudden, one of the trainee points to the sky, i thought he is going to says about the meteor that had past by few minutes ago, instead, he says:
“Look, imagines your friends and parent, they can sleep peacefully tonight because of you. Thinks of your girl friend too, she might having her lovely BaskinRobins that paid by your credit card T.T they are the reasons you are here.”
My heart has a little bit of shocks when I heard the credit card. Why on earth I would provide credit card to my girl friend? Hmm, I must love her so much.
Anyway, when I look through the lovely sky in the jungle at the middle of the night, the leaf and grass are so green, and, I can also see those shinny little star and moon, so bright and make myself felt like a little useless uncracked yellow peasant peanut inside the peanut butter jam. Anyway, I finally understood why I should love my home country. Even though I hardly see any grass or leaf in the night, but when I touched it, I can felt the green came through my softly peasant finger toward my sensible cells. i feel an electric shock. osh!! It feels like such an ice-cream melting on the top of Jing Jing head. Yet, I love green I love Malaysia. I love my country so much even after I left national service.
During my gap year between high school and university, I throw myself into working environment. They paid me crap, however, I'd learned everything I could, especially the way to fix computer appropriately and the way people make business happen. No doubt, my computer knowledge is brilliant when I was in high school,
Back to the gap year and I would like to talk about our government systems which being word of mouth. I though there should be more room for improvement. Honestly, Our government departments are slow and inefficient. Which later I realise the need for a strong government, the previous one wasn’t good, I can’t mention his name over here due to certain reasons (you should know la if you are Malaysian).
When I was in my university year in Australia, I found so many interesting such as crystal clean beaches and friendly peoples. But later I also found the weakness of their government systems were even terrible than us, "SLOW !!" wth !! "COMPLICATED!!" "cannot bayar duit copi ke?", especially this one, so unacceptable. I have saw one of my female friend’s boy friend been fined with $6000 for several silly little traffic mistake in one day, this ridiculous. Never ever drive car in country without " duit copi ". In our country, our traffic police won’t simply fine people, firstly because they are friendly and secondly because they are lazy to issue the fine report.
As we celebrate the national year again. I remember once my dad used to bring me to Jalan Raya to watch the fireworks, such a beauty and nice memory that cannot be replaced. =D
Here is my little suggestion to improve our country; you GIVE ME 100 millions for no reason and I will spend all the money for shopping and investment. As I learned from macroeconomics, this called transfer payment, which is a very efficiency way to recover our economy =D happy independence day of Malaysia.
30 July 2009
August
Once she asked me to get myself a girl friend. I said no. Then she replied me with “how about a boy friend?” I didn’t know what to say so I keep quiet and go back to my work.
Tomorrow will be a good day to meet her in the boat show. I have to say, I didn’t feel anything special towards her. She was too lady, with her big feet and big hands. For me, that wasn’t pretty, or attractive enough. As soon we speak to each other, I found her might be origin from my country toward the slang and language she used. All those “la” and “pa” accents. But she wasn’t looked like any lady from my country. Which was strange, since she told me she was actually KL born but been lived in Italy as soon she graduated from primary school. She invites me for her boat show tomorrow. Anyway, we met each other during the flight from west to east, and I did drank a lot ‘Singapore Slang’ cocktails which provided free of charge from aircrews. I have paid the price to deserve it. She is professional sailors from Italy, and I’m a peasant orang-utan from KL which needed to be re-educate in west. I dare not to mention where my home country is precisely.
Anyway back to the day before tomorrow. I seat in front of the harbor whole day alone, watching the preparation of the boat show. The feeling of loneliness came towards from the cold and dryly air. You might be one of the crew, setting up your boat for presentation tomorrow. How nice and wonderful it is. I started to think of my future. Wonder when I would get enough money to earn those boats. Stop dreaming. I took out my romance novel and continue my unfinished story which called as "20 Fragments of a Ravenous Youth". It is about a peasant girl who searching for a perfect love. She started with a man who was a film director, but as soon she realizes he wasn’t the right man for her, she leaves. Another part of the story was she accepted a foreigner from English, but as soon she discovered how useless he was when she was in trouble, she broke up with him. The story continues goes around with all the different type of men and she has finally realized the first one was the best for her, but it was too late for both to be together. The ending is a bit sad. I learn the story toward how those men treated the girl and make her satisfy to stay longer with her. I have once dream to have a blonde wife in the future.
Yes, I might be a playboy, flirty or drifter who does not own anything yet. I’m useless in this country. I wonder how shiny life I might be if I continue my second part of my life in my home country. Arch, stop thinking about it, I have been given an assignment from god which required me to come here for somethings.
Tomorrow will be a good day to meet her in the boat show. I have to say, I didn’t feel anything special towards her. She was too lady, with her big feet and big hands. For me, that wasn’t pretty, or attractive enough. As soon we speak to each other, I found her might be origin from my country toward the slang and language she used. All those “la” and “pa” accents. But she wasn’t looked like any lady from my country. Which was strange, since she told me she was actually KL born but been lived in Italy as soon she graduated from primary school. She invites me for her boat show tomorrow. Anyway, we met each other during the flight from west to east, and I did drank a lot ‘Singapore Slang’ cocktails which provided free of charge from aircrews. I have paid the price to deserve it. She is professional sailors from Italy, and I’m a peasant orang-utan from KL which needed to be re-educate in west. I dare not to mention where my home country is precisely.
Anyway back to the day before tomorrow. I seat in front of the harbor whole day alone, watching the preparation of the boat show. The feeling of loneliness came towards from the cold and dryly air. You might be one of the crew, setting up your boat for presentation tomorrow. How nice and wonderful it is. I started to think of my future. Wonder when I would get enough money to earn those boats. Stop dreaming. I took out my romance novel and continue my unfinished story which called as "20 Fragments of a Ravenous Youth". It is about a peasant girl who searching for a perfect love. She started with a man who was a film director, but as soon she realizes he wasn’t the right man for her, she leaves. Another part of the story was she accepted a foreigner from English, but as soon she discovered how useless he was when she was in trouble, she broke up with him. The story continues goes around with all the different type of men and she has finally realized the first one was the best for her, but it was too late for both to be together. The ending is a bit sad. I learn the story toward how those men treated the girl and make her satisfy to stay longer with her. I have once dream to have a blonde wife in the future.
Yes, I might be a playboy, flirty or drifter who does not own anything yet. I’m useless in this country. I wonder how shiny life I might be if I continue my second part of my life in my home country. Arch, stop thinking about it, I have been given an assignment from god which required me to come here for somethings.
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