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good afternoon world

New chapter of my life. epic-ly new chapter. its so epic it should be a new book, not a chapter. but my life has been epic ever since ever. so its a chapter. A new epic chapter of my epic book of life.

epic- in both ways, good and bad.

So, a lot has changed since i last blogged. Lets see. I have finally gotten over the jerk ass of a guy; a low level male species. let’s see what he did. he got a gf, didn’t tell me about it, led me on. muthaf*******.  ok seeing as how pissed off i still am, i guess im not totally over it. but to be honest, i thought we were tight ( as friends), and how issit possible you don’t tell your friends that you are in a rs?! pissseddddd

ok let’s not waste extra blog space or anymore of my time on that shithead.

so what’s happening in my life.

im all the way in brisbane,australia now. Am officially a UNIVERSITY STUDENT. WHOOP WHOOOP. MUST DO WELL, PAYING SO MUCH FOR SCHOOL FEES ALREADY. must do my parents proud. must. must must.  

and….. i kinda like this guy. a lot. had a mega crush on him the first time i met him. he has this swag….. this attitude, this playa aura. but the more i got to know him, the more i realised, he isn’t. and he’s such a sweet, responsible (and hot) guy. i have known him for around 3 months now. i know it isn’t that long. but we spend a lot of quality time together. heck, we even slept together for 7 days. haha, but that was a road trip. and it was with another guy, in a van. 

sidetrack a bit. f-ing epic road trip btw. drove up north in this broken down camper. all the way to arlie beach. mad epic, snorkelled in the great barrier reef, and chilled at one of the finest place in australia. got rashes, could be from some caterpillar stings, went to the hospital. got attacked by drunkards whilst we were sleeping in the van. 

came back from arlie, went to GC with some friends. amazing. lived by the canal. the canal was linked to the rivers and the sea! sat in a speedboat. ate fresh crabs (caught not bought), sand slide, went to some exclusive islands, only accessible by boat and the RICH. haha

ok back to the story. so, this guy, lets name him R. the first time i met him was when i attended this meet and greet session for freshies like me. he walked in, took my breath away. his style his swag. alarms rang *BAD BOY* - my mind said. 

still, so intriguing. i wanted so much to know him more. and i did. so one thing led to another, he asked me along to the road trip as friends. we didn’t express any romantic interest then. went on the road trip, saw a different side of him. the caring, attentive, responsible fella that he was. and hot bod too. in my mind, i went, *check * check * check off my mental list of qualities i look for in a soul mate. 

came back from road trip, i was sure he wasn’t interested in me. but who knew; i was sick -he came by my place with porridge. i was feeling down; he came by with a muffin. he is indeed the nicest/sweetest guy i have ever known, apart from my awesome dad. i also suspected that he does this for all his gurl friends. so i tried not to over think things.

but still, no romantic interest expressed yet. 

met a couple more times in uni. studied overnight at uni.

Went out on our first date, to watch the avengers. then went up to mt cootha. nothing yet! i was wondering when was he ever gonna make a move! wait and wait and wait. a gurl can only wait that long! hahaha but i can see it in his eyes. could be sth?

2nd date. he said “hey wanna go to the eiffel tower?” at 10pm. i was like ???!?. isnt that in paris? so i went out to supper with him.. and as usual, he was tired. so i suggested to go back early. i felt like kicking myself in the ass. i wanted to hang out more for suggesting that we go back early. while we were in the car, i just didn’t want the night to end, so i asked if we could drive by the city to see the lights. went by the city, the story bridge and the lights. on the way out of the city, we saw kangaroo point. which is this park, so he suggested we take a walk. 

it was getting cold outside. so while we were walking, he did the cliche-est thing. asked if i was cold, and took my hand. HAHA omg. heart beating super fasstttttt. so we walked a lil while holding hands. 

then he said “what are we doing?” i said ” i don’t know”. by this time, i could feel my heart beating like mad. i didnt know what to say. my first confession. FIRST. 

so we stood there for a good 20 mins, talking about our feelings. what came out first, was him going on exchange, and the difficulties we will face in the near near future. ( 1 month from now to be exact), and how we are gonna deal with it. i think what was on our minds is, should we even start something, knowing it might end in the near future. 

well, i thought about all that way before. so i just told him how i feel. i told him my motto for 2012. which is to live life to the fullest, and do crazy shit, and whatever my heart says, not to hold back, not to regret. and i said ” i don’t know whats gonna happen, but i really like you too” fireworks!

i love how he wraps his hands around mine. how mine perfectly fits his. how his grip feels so strong.

and then, i made the move to kiss him. im so proud of myself. so brave. first kiss done. it was so warm, so comfortable, so exciting. hehe. 6/5/12. yum yum. i didn’t want it to end. but i knew i had too, i dont want it to happen too fast. i want to enjoy every single moment. but, went in the car, kissed somemore, went out of the car, kissed somemore. and the best thing is, i didn’t think it was gross, i liked it a lot.

i like kissing and cuddling. 

but right now, i just want us to focus on finals, which is in 5 weeks time. but i can’t help missing him. missing not being with him.

right now, i still feel quite unsure. i feel everything is sooo surreal. and whats gonna happen after he goes exchange. what happens if he says this is just a phrase, and he was jus infatuated with me? questions questions questions. 

he says he’s true. i know he is. but i cant help being filled with so many questions. i never had a bf before. i never know what it feels like to be in a r/s. ( apart from movies, story books, and my friends experience). and i don’t know how to act in a r/s either. i mean i have dated guys before, but those were just dates, and we were never together. R is def a guy i would wanna settle down with. the only guy i would want to settle down with. we are so similar in nature, in interests. but im afraid this similarity would cause friction between us as well. what’s craziest is our dad’s have the same name, and our mom’s are such awesome ppl.

i have been toning down my flirtatious nature as well. ima gonna be loyal. 

argh, but FFFFFFFFFFF i hate it and yet want it so much. hate because, its so distracting, my mind is constantly thinking about him. sooo so bad. 

argh, yet i want him so much. 

F. is this what it feels like to be in a r/s?????????? bouts of panic attacks, pain and short bursts of sweetness which still manages to override all the other bad stuff???

God help me.

 

confused

i dont want you to not be my friend. yet you should. im falling for you. and it hurts.

lost

reading back all my blog posts, i realised i am so far away from how determined and focus i was back then.

its sep now. things i have not done this year include getting my fucking car license. i cant believe all the determination and aim i had this year. its all gone now. if i didn’t have this blog, and i didn’t write everything all down, i think i wouldn’t have remember all the aspirations i had. i need to be inspired again. i need to INSPIRE MYSELF THIS TIME. I NEED TO BE MY OWN INSPIRATION. I need to “wake up” from this long dreamy sleep, from this state of mind, stop being non-existent in real life. 

Start to contribute back to society, to my parents, to life. Time has been wasted and more time will be wasted if dont do shit about my life. 

Writing a blog/diary is actually quite good. Helps me to reflect about my life and the state i am in now.

So what am i gonna do tmr is call up my driving centre, change my driving instructor, and get started with my lessons again. Arrange regular lessons to take. Renew my provisional license. Stick with private lessons. AND STOP WORRYING WHETHER IF I MADE THE RIGHT DECISION. FUCK wrong then WRONG la, no big deal! Life carries on.

 Read my investment portfolio book. 

Go shopping. i need to get out of the comfort of my home. i have been at home for the last 3 days. doing practically nothing at all. (except researching on unis). actually i shouldn’t be that hard on myself, researching was such a torture, and its not whether i have decided or not, its whether the university i want, wants me.

Start exercising. I am around 2kg over my usual weight. fat hanging everywhere.
ARGH so lazy to get out of my house. 

WILL update again with a short term plan of my life! 

 HAVE I FOUND ME? I NEED TO BE MY OWN INSPIRATION. 

i kinda forgot all about you but…

strange… how i only remembered about this blog when he started talking to me again……… 

ANWY, am currently in bkk training/sweating/torturing/deforming?/rebuilding/strengthening my temple. been here for a whole month now! im gonna blog about everything that happened so i won’t forget 3 years or even 6 months down the road!

lets start from the first week.
the first day i got here, i wanted to go back home already. i swear. i over-expected what the gym conditions would be like. i kinda expected phuket gym conditions. nice clean airy etc. (which this gym actually is, but at first look, i was totally super disappointed). ok so anwy, this gym is kinda like the extension of a bungalow house, there are 2 rings. it looked cram and distasteful, (but it actually is very clean and airy, i found that out the next day-at training). so anwys, my accommodation was a huge PLUS though. thank God i was given my own room with my own bathroom! huge huge plus. i think i would have found it v hard to survive staying with ang mo man, sharing the same bathroom. no tv, no internet connection in my room. i have to go to the fighter’s house to use it. which isnt far from my room. made friends with the other thai fighters and farangs. the thai’s call me fat everyday, i call them crazy. i wish i knew more thai vulgarities. i only know fuck you in thai ( buaw kuay). but its not very seeming for a nice gentle lady like me to scold vulgarities ;) . speaking of which, i am currently locked in a never ending quarrel that goes like this 

thai fighter: pom pui (fat)
me: bah (crazy)
thai fighter: pom pui, pom pui, kin yer yer (eat a lot)
me: pi bah, ding dong 

and that continues on for about 2 mins. until i gracefully walk away.

other than that, i have been going out shopping, eating, and more shopping at different venues with my coach’s gf. been fun! i love shopping.

and im kinda broke right now. getting sick wasn’t in my budget. i was sick for about 10days. and got 4 injection shots within that period. wtf. i think that is the most amount of injections i have ever got in my life (not including when i was a baby). after the first one, the second one didnt scare me at all. the first one i trembled and shut my eyes. the second one onwards, i didnt tremble. i just shut my eyes. i was too scared to look at the needle. oh the shots were on my butt. 

 i have been to the border of cambodia for a visa run. at the border, i witnessed the harsh reality of poverty, child beggars were everywhere. i knew they were part of a “enterprise” of beggars, prolly run by adults. giving money to these kids will not help them, cause the $ will eventually be taken (prolly forecully) by these adults. i had some snacks in my bag, so i distributed it to them. kinda scary how happy they were just to see chocolates/ snacks. they ran around swinging the plastic bag i gave them. oh i met a Portuguese male model on the bus! cool shit.

training in overall has been fine. i try not to skip too many training sessions, unless im really tired/sick. i skip give myself a max no. of sessions i can skip per week. thrice. which is kinda a lot, but we have 12 training sessions per week!!!!! sigh… my fight’s in 10days. i think im really unprepared. physically and mentally. fuck. need to re-focus. 

FOCUS BRENDA FOCUS.

oh i really like bkk btw. i love roadside stores. i love that awesome bakery nearby my gym. best cream puff’s ever!!!! and they sell out fast! cheap and good. they have donuts too, but i havent tried that. tryin to lose weight. so far, only 1 kg. sad. maybe its cause im building muscles too, thats why it doesnt seem like im losing weight, but i am. 

ok gonna watch a movie on the telly now. ttyl 

If i die young

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors
Oh, and life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even gray, but she buries her baby

And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I’ve never known the loving of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand 

Lord, don’t take me away just yet. 

sigh.I really kinda hate myself now; for what I did in the club. no I’m not stuck in a sad hole, I’m hating myself lesser and lesser each day. that’s good.but it still can’t erase the fact that I had gone wild on the dancefloor. seriously,Wtf is wrong with me.now I have to clear up the mess I made. suck much. I hate this. and I cant believe I’m still even CONSIDERING of clubbing this weds. sigh…….

yanilavigne:

Best friends are like diamonds precious and rare but fake friends are like leaves they’re everywhere.

yanilavigne:

Best friends are like diamonds precious and rare but fake friends are like leaves they’re everywhere.

<3 bff. be nicer to me :)

btw i need to take more hot pics. the ones my gym are putting up of me, are -horrid.

I agree. I deserve better. me ftw!

thank you katy

thank you katy perry for the song Fireworks. its bloody inspirational.

watch out everybody. im gonna be a firework.

watch me ignite.