In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007


Busy and not feeling well. Still managing things though. So man things to arrange - I'm doing it all a little better than last year. I guess the initial trouble comming in gave me a little reminder to be more organised.

I can see the workload over the horizon. It is... frightening.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Blundering my way to Oz

So how was my trip to Oz. Eventful.

I came home at 2-ish after seeing the bf and company. My flight was at 6 a.m. - which for internaional flights means that I should leave the house at 3 a.m. No problem, all my bags were packed and I even had time for a quick bath. By 2.30, I was wondering why my parents hadn't woken up yet. Why not? I opened their door - they were still asleep. I guessed they knew when they should get up for the flight, I had shown mum the time earlier. On the otherhand, I was having some difficulty staying awake myself. So I switched on the telly to watch 'Interview with the Vampire'. Very engrossing.

At 3.30, at last my mum popped out of the room. But she was still dressed in her pajamas.

Me: Mum, we have to go to the airport already.
Mum: What?
Me: The flight is at six, remember? We have to leave soon.
Mum: Wasn't that 6 in the evening?


Long story short, we made it in time. There wasn't any real danger about that, except that the mix up shouldn't have happened. Instead of waking them up, I took for granted that my parents would have everything laid out properly. Also, my brother didn't make it cos my mum had told him the flight was at six in the evening. Bummer.

It's the sort of lesson that's tough to learn. Well, here's to experience.


I'm pretty disorganised. Recently I forgot my passwords, this time I didn't arrange transport from the airport (I thought I had to find my own way to the Uni this time) but decided to use the direct transport provided by the uni regardless (it was an hour late) and also didn't tell the accomodation when exactly I was arriving so they didn't prepare my keys. Wonderful, eh?

Otherwise, I'm doing quite alright.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Last minute post

Boyfriend: We have to spend more time together. These is our last chance before you go to Oz!
Mum: But I claim number one priority in your life! Throughout your life it's been me looking out for you!
Brother: (I'm so lonely. I need attention!)
Friends: (Just try and live without us!)
Papa: (Getting to know you better would be nice.)
Grandparents: (If you don't spend time with us now, you'll regret it the rest of your life.)
Responsibilities: (Do you dare ignore me?)
Studies: (I'm your dreams and future.)
Games: (Join us...)
Me: I want to do my own things as well

It's not that I didn't have anything to write. I do have stuff to post, lotsa stuff. But between finding time the last few days for my boyfriend, my friends, my family, my studies and my self, I just couldn't find the time. Case in point, I'm leaving on the 23rd morning but my bag hasn't been packed properly yet.


I understand why couples wear rings now. Throughout the day it presses ever so slightly against my skin, a constant reminder of who gave it to me. And who is wearing a matching ring on his on hand. The thought of that makes me smile, makes me wonder what he's doing.

He'd just better not lose the thing while playing with it. STOP TAKING IT ON AND OFF!


So this is happiness. It's nice.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Ker- Pounce!

(me is typing happily...)

"Dum dee dum...." *clackity clackity clackity*




"Oi, move it!"


"Mmm, okay, fine..."


So, I'm thinking of naming him 'Little Baby Samuel'. Shane prefers 'Baron Samuel the Wicked'. Mum wanted 'Sultan of Brunei' Or 'Yang Teramat Mulia Paduka Seri Duli Pengiran Muda 'Abdul Wakeel ibni Kebawah Duli Yang Maha Mulia Paduka Seri Baginda Sultan Haji Hassanal Bolkiah Muizzaddin Waddaulah', maybe 'Wak' for short.

Yeah, exactly.

So what do you guys think?


BTW, can anyone figure out what sounds a baby tiger makes from this video?

Friday, February 16, 2007


Me: V-Day gift searching time! The book "Shopaholic" should be available in MPH or Times.

Some time later,

Me: (searching mall) ...okay, now would be a good time to know where MPH or Times is.

Some time later,

Me: (searching MPH)... Erm, where's the chick lit section?

Some time later,

Me: Got it. Need some Valentine's Day wrapping paper... Errrr... ^.^;;
(cue super girly pink heart-heart V-Day wrapping paper selection)
Me: ...This feels so wierd.


Shane: Meet where?
Me: Not sure, but you can not see the shop I just came out of!
Shane: Fine, fine. Meet at the Center Court.

Shane: (looks at MPH paperbag I'm carrying the gift in) It's "Shopaholic".
Me: ...


It's funny. Normally my holidays are spent sitting in the room finding entertainment for myself, with the odd outing here and there. Being in KL with it's extremely formidable roads that should have compounded onto that. Heck, part of the reason why my brother stays in is because the roads are tough to navigate for those not familiar with them.

Yet this whole holidays, I've been practically throwing myself at the lion's mouth that is the roads of KL. Getting lost for hours? Been there, done that, expect it. Stuff goes wrong, stuff happens - move on, make the best of it. I'm finding myself doing things I'm not at all used to.

It really is funny.


Simple, yet wondeful first Valentine's Day with a loved one. I couldn't have asked for more.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Difficult Friendships in the Circle

And here is where I prove that I'm a hamster in a bubble. >.>

Someone related to me that he noticed something about the gay sphere of friends, "There seems to be a lot more pressure, a lot more expectation from each other. A lot less forgiving." His theory was that it had something to do with the possible sexual attraction. I'm not sure if I agree with that at all.

Recently there seems to be a bit of disagreements going on between my friends. Is it really any different than the normal squabbles between any friends? Miscommunications. Moments of inconsideration. Words that wound. Distrust. Suspicion. None of these things are not exclusive to gay friends nor bloggers. Usually, the typical non-gay non blogger friends don't make up but move on to other friends. There's a whole lot of fish in the sea, so to speak.

In fact, all of these things can be dealt with peacefully, if one swallows their pride after the tears have dried and considers carefully how to settle the problem in the best way for everyone. Tough to learn these skills, yes, but it can be done after a lot of practise, trial and error.

I'm reminded of my lesbian friend in London. She had a squabble with another lesbian friend of hers, and I followed her back to her room to talk about other things, anything. After quite some time of mindless chatter, she calmed down and quickly decided that she would patch things back up with that friend she just argued with. To her, in spite of her friend's mistake, she was still willing to keep that friend.

The circle of gays or lesbians that are actually worth being friends with is very small. If we don't realise our own mistakes and forgive the mistakes of these friends, we won't keep many friends who will understand us for who we are. We really don't have many people to choose from in this circle, so we have to work extra hard at our relationships in order to keep them.

Please. Why can't we all just get along?

I want to keep all my friends

Monday, February 05, 2007

The bubble

Okay. I tried this quaint little quiz since it seemed to describe Shane accurately. Sorta. Not too sure what to make of the results though.

Erm.... is this me? What do you guys think?