Tag me..wag me

Ermon tagged me. So here it goes.


20 Years Ago.
There was this girl. She was very well behaved but was so skinny, because she loathed vegetables so much. The girl was me. My mum wanted the best for me, I was banned from eating junk food. Kam kam, cheekedis or ding dang, I can just forget about them. I was not allowed to play with dolls, only educational toys were permissible.


My mom would drop me and my bro at this house during working hours. I addressed the lady who took care of us 'mak'. Until today I still come and see her and she still refers me as 'anak emak' :) .


Got my first piercing which later came up to 15 piercing all over the body.


Watched porn for the first time. I tailed my youngest aunty to her cousin's house. I thought they wanted to play masak-masak. Naive but curious, I watched along.


Ternoda aku.


10 years ago.
Was 15 and was being sent away from home. Oh, but my schooling days were superb. Most of the time spent for sleeping at dorm during prep hours or enjoying lazy days courtesy of skipping classes.


There was this time when me and my partner in crime Nicky, decided to skip Japanese class and lepak at a favourite spot nearby blok pentadbiran toilet. We were happily singing at the same time as finishing our KH project when the most dreaded penolong kanan gave us her bloodcurdling grin. She then positioned two tables in front of the toilet and made us sit there for the whole day, just like makcik penjaga toilet. Every girl who passed by will either laughed or snickered. Not only that, she scribbled our name in capital letter on her personal white board.


My PMR trial sucks. Soleque made me stand on my chair for the whole period because I get D for the subject. He even told me to enjoy the view because he was so damn sure I won't be coming back next year.


I proved him wrong.
I got straight A's.


5 yrs ago.
My final asasi years in Kuantan. I despised that place and I guess that place despised me too. Spent the first day inside HEM room just because he caught me holding hand with my ex.Holding hands?WTF?The only thing that made me contented was my ex and GSC cinema. Only paid RM 3.50 for a movie using my student ID. Best gile ok


Pierced my nose and dyed my hair red. I was 36 kg with cool housemates who smoked like chimneys and watched porn during free time.


Most of lecturers over there gave me a hard time [ or issit the other way around?] especially my calculus lecturer. She loved asking me to crack some simple summation on the board while my ex was asked to solve the most intricate questions. Almost all the time I failed to get it right and it's the other way around with my ex. Oh, you should see her smile.


The only two lecturers that I like were my two physic lecturers. They always came up to me while I was studying in the library [ha!] for a chit chat and gave me spotted questions. Hehe.


3 years ago.
My third year at UM. I didn't know much about what's happening inside the classroom. My interest were more into dating and partying.


Most of the time was spent for shopping and clubbing.
Always ended wasted and tried my best to remember what happen the night before.


Still with my ex. One year after that our 6 years relationship ended


I was the one to be blame.


Last year.
Broken hearted by a guy from Kg. Binjai. I nearly lost my mind. I don't eat, I don't go out, I don't go to work, I just stay in my bed and cried, I was a moron. I was in a very bad shape that gave my dad a heart attack. He was rushed to ICU. Was so scared, the only person who was there for me was Spentot. Thanks man. I owed you one.


Thank God we broke off or else you have to call me Puan Chics and oh, what was I thinking. *choke*


I dumped him but..
No. I can never forgive him..
Promised my self that I would never fall in love again [yeah,right].


This year
Date a wonderful guy on the first day of New Year. One thing leads to another.


He taught me to be independent, selfless and he taught me to appreciate lots of things in life. I love him.


Changed my number and changed my job, twice. Actually I wanted to change everything especially I want to change the fact that I'm short.*sigh*




Next year
Will be all alone with no more bitching buddies. Most of my close friends are getting married. Right now they are thinking of what to buy for hantaran and what colour should they choose as their wedding theme. Must make sure that my face will be all over their wedding pictures.Haha. I will be 26 with no vision of life. [Shite. I will turn 26].


On the serious side. Leading a healthy life. Eating well to gain more weight. But not at my butt [please God, gain more weight at my chest,hehe]. Have a good complexion with glowing skin. Less hostile to strangers and pray 5 times a day [wohoo]


Still stick with the same man and love him all the same.
Still write craps on this blog.


10 years from now
Fuck, I'm old. Who came out with this thingy again?


Still with the same man, married or not, I don't give a fuck [ok, I lied]. Have 2 cats that purr all the times. Completely at ease with my life, no more suicidal tendencies. Maintain good relationship with my parents, will love them more, in fact.


Have more shoes and handbags. Will try not to make sour face on donating my old shoes/bags/clothing.


Write and publish my own book.

Teach my friends children to call me aunty not mak cik.


Be an astronaut.
Open a strip club.
Burn kg.binjai
Ok, these 3 thing are all lies.


Hoh. Done, now I'm passing this to ag, kuman and spentot.


You guys have a blast weekend ,ok?