Finals start from Tuesday until Friday, but I'm not ready at all, blogging here instead.
He is on vacation for another 8days. I think that's why I've been distracted since Friday. Time flies, just have to be patient. In the mean while I can "study" for my papers, perhaps? No, obviously I can't.
What surprised me was, a call from him on Friday night. I thought he was still in Myanmar. He landed home for a few hours and had to leave Malaysia for another 10days. Well, I didn't expect that I would have such a great chance to see him. Although we meet up at least once a week but that night was real unforgettable.
Communicating via Facebook message sucks. I keep on pressing the refresh button, like every 30mins. A message a day seems to be the rule for these 14 days. Damn, it's torturing. Loathing the time zone too, 2 and a half hours behind.
Sweet stuff, "Steffie, you're very special to me." I don't really know how to take compliment usually but I was flattered. Thank God. Thanks boyfie, Lucas.
I loved the moment you laid your head in my lap, you looked like a little boy.
Last week this time, we just came back from a sweet road trip to Malacca. Will blog about it soon, if only I remember to.
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 6, 2011
Anniversary
The new 2 months, after we "broke up" for 2 years.
Worth waiting, ya know?
I know I'm silly.
Too bad. I really like you.
X
Worth waiting, ya know?
I know I'm silly.
Too bad. I really like you.
X
Nov 23, 2011
May 22, 2011
Do you know that.
I fucking love writing.
Writing is a worthy trade. I know this may not make you earn big bucks, but it is alright. At least I’d be doing something I love.
Writing is a worthy trade. I know this may not make you earn big bucks, but it is alright. At least I’d be doing something I love.
Mar 31, 2011
baby?
I have something to tell.
Hi, I would like to confess. Boy, can you not to be mine?
I, am ugly. You can get a better one. With nice skin texture.
I, am ugly. Come back to me when I think I'm pretty.
I don't care why do you like me. I don't know. I don't want to know.
The fact is, I don't worth your time. I don't.
Runaway from me, if you never plan to catch me.
I will still, fine. Trust me.
Ok?
Just let me alone. We're best friends.
-by StefJolie
Hi, I would like to confess. Boy, can you not to be mine?
I, am ugly. You can get a better one. With nice skin texture.
I, am ugly. Come back to me when I think I'm pretty.
I don't care why do you like me. I don't know. I don't want to know.
The fact is, I don't worth your time. I don't.
Runaway from me, if you never plan to catch me.
I will still, fine. Trust me.
Ok?
Just let me alone. We're best friends.
-by StefJolie
Feb 11, 2011
Hotties around me.
Realized life is wonderful, colorful yet beautiful.
Have just started my year 2 degree and I noticed there are two hot items in my class.
Item 1: A cute and mama's boy. He's taller than me which I think is good because I love tall guys. Not a gym person, so I don't expect he has six packs. If he does, I will go after him. Got the sweetest smile which could melt our hearts. Girls love talking to him, but not me. I'm not being anti social, just that, he has a lot of fans so I'd rather join my best girlfriend. You don't know some girls are scary. Used to be one of the group members during last semester, and he inbox that he liked to work with me. Wow. Really? Was that because of I did EVERYTHING and you guys did a little part of the assignment? I wonder.
Item 2: In case you don't know how HOT is he, please google who is Takaeshi. A typical Chinese boy, as he seldom speaks English. He has the look of Takashi, muscular body ( ok not too much and I like it ) and the sexiest eyes. However, he smokes. Zii! He is erm...short. Obviously, 170cm is the maximum I could rate him or less than that. If he doesn't smoke, it's still acceptable. Furthermore, please keep sitting in front me, so that I won't concentrate what lecturer is teaching because I would like to see you more than the old folks. HAHAHA. Well, I'm not the only one who is doing that, can sense he's the eye candy of the class. Girls like him, so do I.
Item 3: A mixed. My friend's cousin, looks like the Anthony Neely. He's now in Aussie. He is hot. Very hot. Super hot. He was my neighbor when I was a little girl. He is... Ok, we don't know each other actually. We might meet and stay at his apartment one day when we travel Australia, who knows?
Item 4: We met last night. A friend of my girlfriend. A white. Okie. Finally. He is tall, but THIN. I was so bitchy I didn't talk much to him, although all of us know why we were there. I mean, she invited him and me, for friends and drinking session. He held my hand from the back to the dance floor and I told it was my girlfriend holding me. Zii. Bar doesn't have good lighting system, and my specs wasn't with me. See, I was a victim. Took a few pics and he was standing next to me. The rest part of the story, waiting for both of us to make it a history. Will we talk again? Will we meet? That's still an unknown.
Item 5: Hello. My Brazilian ex is in town. We are going out for a date later. Feeling nervous even though we meet once a year. Gosh. This one is super duper hot, tall, muscular, lovely smile. A part time model, that's why. Okay, he has got everything I want, too bad, we are now friends.
Enjoy your life, bitch.
Have just started my year 2 degree and I noticed there are two hot items in my class.
Item 1: A cute and mama's boy. He's taller than me which I think is good because I love tall guys. Not a gym person, so I don't expect he has six packs. If he does, I will go after him. Got the sweetest smile which could melt our hearts. Girls love talking to him, but not me. I'm not being anti social, just that, he has a lot of fans so I'd rather join my best girlfriend. You don't know some girls are scary. Used to be one of the group members during last semester, and he inbox that he liked to work with me. Wow. Really? Was that because of I did EVERYTHING and you guys did a little part of the assignment? I wonder.
Item 2: In case you don't know how HOT is he, please google who is Takaeshi. A typical Chinese boy, as he seldom speaks English. He has the look of Takashi, muscular body ( ok not too much and I like it ) and the sexiest eyes. However, he smokes. Zii! He is erm...short. Obviously, 170cm is the maximum I could rate him or less than that. If he doesn't smoke, it's still acceptable. Furthermore, please keep sitting in front me, so that I won't concentrate what lecturer is teaching because I would like to see you more than the old folks. HAHAHA. Well, I'm not the only one who is doing that, can sense he's the eye candy of the class. Girls like him, so do I.
Item 3: A mixed. My friend's cousin, looks like the Anthony Neely. He's now in Aussie. He is hot. Very hot. Super hot. He was my neighbor when I was a little girl. He is... Ok, we don't know each other actually. We might meet and stay at his apartment one day when we travel Australia, who knows?
Item 4: We met last night. A friend of my girlfriend. A white. Okie. Finally. He is tall, but THIN. I was so bitchy I didn't talk much to him, although all of us know why we were there. I mean, she invited him and me, for friends and drinking session. He held my hand from the back to the dance floor and I told it was my girlfriend holding me. Zii. Bar doesn't have good lighting system, and my specs wasn't with me. See, I was a victim. Took a few pics and he was standing next to me. The rest part of the story, waiting for both of us to make it a history. Will we talk again? Will we meet? That's still an unknown.
Item 5: Hello. My Brazilian ex is in town. We are going out for a date later. Feeling nervous even though we meet once a year. Gosh. This one is super duper hot, tall, muscular, lovely smile. A part time model, that's why. Okay, he has got everything I want, too bad, we are now friends.
Enjoy your life, bitch.
Jan 24, 2011
Tingling and numbness.
Been having this problem sometimes ago, it seems getting more serious. Even the waiter asked me to calm down when I was ordering my food.
God,I'm healthy. I will be alright.
God,I'm healthy. I will be alright.
Jan 23, 2011
He murmured.
Dad was drunk. He talked a lot. About the bad memories. I was impressed and I could feel his depression. And after so many years, maybe the last time was when I was a baby, being cuddled in mom's or his arms, he kissed my forehead when I was sleeping.
Dad, I'm with you. The kids are with you.
Dad, I'm with you. The kids are with you.
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