Fairytales do come true.

Some things that just popped into my head: -

1) Bra straps are such a bother!!! Have to adjust here and therelah, to make it longer so that I can criss-cross them…gah! I think I spent 20 minutes fiddling with BRA STRAPS alone…

2) Jarod sprained his ankle yesterday while playing football. So today I wasn’t sure if he could drive to go out with me. When I called him at 10am, he said it’s not a problem, he’ll come over to pick me up. Then at 10.23am, he called again. This time I was wary and prepared myself for “sudden changes of plan” i.e. he found that he can’t walk, much less drive.

“Hello?”

“Darling ah?”

[ Red alert! He never calls me “darling” unless he wants something or variation of that. ]

“(suspicious tone) Why?”

“Darling ah, *anticipation* … I cannot put my foot into my underwear, so today I don’t wear underwear-ah!”

-_-||

Silly doink doink.

Anyways, today I would like to show you my new tank

The 3-feet tank arrived about 2 weeks ago, all bare and empty. After several trips to Xian Leng for the plants and some new fishies later, I’m glad to say that the new tank is all lived in now! In fact, I only moved my own fishes from the small tank to this one on Wednesday (four days ago).

Weee! I never expected my dad to buy a new tank so soon, but his decision is motivated by the fact that my female molly gave birth to like…10++ little baby mollies. Once they grow up, the small tank will be too overcrowded, so he got a new tank. Heh. Ironically, ALL the baby mollies died. I do have 2 baby guppies still surviving though

This new tank has the full set-up man..CO2 system, ADA lights, ADA soil, double filtration etc. Hehe..I’m so happy! At first I thought all these new fangled additions will be too much for my beginner small-tank experience to handle, but an aquarium is pretty much self-sufficient. Only need to feed them daily and change 20% of the water weekly, wash the filter wool once a month, wash the bio-rings once in a while… Hehehe.

And I must say, my female molly approves of the new tank, because on Friday, my maid told me that there are little babies hiding in the foliage! Two days into the new tank and she’s gave birth already! So I scooped all the babies out and placed them in the net-tank at the upper left of the picture…there were about 20++ of them this time!

I hope they don’t die! The previous time, I suspect that they died because I put medication into the water to treat Papa Molly’s pop-eye. Now, I shall err on the side of caution and not put any medication in, even though it’s a larger tank and Papa Molly still have the disease. But hey, to jeopardise 20++ innocent lives to cure 1 molly? Not fair, right?

Okay! Off to get ready now. Jarod will be reaching anytime now We’ll be hitting MPH’s and The Times Warehouse Sale today! Bye!

Silly doink doink and AhJin.
Heh. Just noticed my head looks awfully scary because it doesn’t seem to be connected to a body.

Three Doors Down - Here By Me

I hope you’re doing fine out there without me
‘Cause I’m not doing so good without you
The things I thought you’d never know about me
Were the things I guess you always understood

So how could I have been so blind for all these years?
Guess I only see the truth through all this fear,
And living without you…

And everything I had in this world
And all that I’ll ever be
It could all fall down around me.
Just as long as I have you,
Right here by me.

I can’t take another day without you
‘Cause baby, I could never make it on my own
I’ve been waiting so long, just to hold you
And to be back in your arms where I belong

Sorry I can’t always find the words to say
But everything I’ve ever known gets swept away
Inside of your love…

And everything I had in this world
And all that I’ll ever be
It could all fall down around me.
Just as long as I have you,
Right here by me.

As the days grow long I see
That time is standing still for me
When you’re not here

Sorry I can’t always find the words to say
Everything I’ve ever known gets swept away
Inside of your love

And everything I had in this world
And all that I’ll ever be
It could all fall down around me.
Just as long as I have you,
Right here by me.

And everything I had in this world
And all that I’ll ever be
It could all fall down around me.
Just as long as I have you,
Right here by me.

Jarod included the lyrics above in one of the emails he sent to me while I was in HK.

Reading back on the emails made me recall how steadfast you are. You are my rock.

“Don’t worry too much, we’ll be fine.”

I have 3 assignments to do, but I AM SO UNMOTIVATED TO DO ANYTHING RELATED TO STUDYING. SHIT. CANNOT. SURE FAIL EXAMS OK. ARGH!

WHERE’S MY KIASUISM?! WHERE’S MY NERDINESS?!

Shit. I want to pass my intermediate year lah. If have to repeat, to go through ONE MORE EXTRA YEAR at Kemayan…*shudder* nightmare! But why am I not worried? Shit. This is scaring me…I don’t want to be overconfidentleh…shitshitshit, not that I should even feel the least bit confident in the first place.

Argh. Why am I feeling so lethargic about my studies?! Less than 3 months till my FINAL exams! *bash self up*

You know what is the bestest Valentine’s gift ever?

A love letter. Well, or a love-email, if you prefer. It doesn’t have to be pages long, or that every other sentence is flowery and chokefull of powderful words. As long as it is sincere and truly written from the heart, it will be more than enough.

*pause*

Well, even if I did *ask* him to write a letter in the first place, I can’t dictate the contents. Hehehe, so it’s still a surprise But hey, at least I didn’t force him to buy flowers/chocolates/soft toys and whatnots

Hmm…I think I want a love letter during every momentous occasion. *smiles happily at the thought* hehehehe.

So, Kim Gary has a evil plot to dominate the highly lucrative Hong Kong-styled restaurant business in Malaysia. They have even opened an outlet at Mines. *gasp* I have so many 20% discount vouchers from them…one from The Curve’s Kim Gary, two from the Kim Gary from the Mines itself (like, when you pay, you give them your voucher and then they will give you another one when they give back your change. heh. Jarod said they’re recycling the vouchers…heheh.) and probably one more from Catherine.

It would be soooo great to use them all at once, if it’s allowed

So yeah. I’ve been going to Kim Gary quite often, can you tell?

So addicted to their Hong Kong-style milk tea and “ying yong”. Nyummy.

Heh. I predict I’ll be going to Kim Gary Mines VERY often..(still got a lot of vouchers leh!) Might as well overindulge while I have the vouchers, then swear off HK-styled food for the rest of the year

[ waiting for shutterfly to finish uploading the pics….TAKING DAMN LONG on my slow connection…and well..to be fair, the pics are huge..like 2+ MB each. Heh. I’ve learned that higher quality pics are still better, just in case I want to develop them…but that means that imageshack won’t accept them because the max they’ll accept is 1024 kb. And I’m too lazy to resize the pics in photoshop..so I’m stuck here waiting…lalala… ]

Oh, and when we were there, we also took this pic:

Hehehe…so naughty right we all…You see, we took the piece of paper napkin and placed it above my elbow joint there…HEHEHEHE….what were you dirty-minded people thinking?!

Then after that, we took the er..”scenic” way back into the mall. Passed by Mines Wonderland.

Pretty pretty lights!

Tried to take some nice pictures of us with the lights in the background, but failed at EVERY attempt. Bleh. Nofun.

That was the best attempt by me, but my arm too short! Jarod said it made him look bald…hehehe…then when I asked him to take, it came out shaky. Bleh.

Hehehe…long time never do mindless photoblog liao Actually ah, I damn proud ahahaha, cos the pictures of the restaurant and the lights deco turned out damn nice! So clear and crisp. Normally the pics I take will be a little blurry (at best), because my hands shaky and I don’t have the patience to take good onnes

Still got one more to go…about the trip to Pets Century Ostrich Park. Not a lot of pics though. Cos I damn lazy to take pics lah…mafan..plus we were feeding the animals.

Argh. Procrastination over! GO BACK TO WORK. Blah. *grumbles*

Albert said this in my Part I post:

Ironically, Choon How and I talked about this AFTER we bumped into Jarod and you. It’s true, but on a DIFFERENT plane than we’d usually use to separate them. It’s not bad versus good; it’s confident versus clingy. It’s having an opinion versus being a Yes man.

Of course every girl loves a guy who is confident, matured etc. But I doubt that ONLY Bad Boys will have these traits. Many of my guy friends are Good Boys and still they possess the above qualities.

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Mass generalisations to follow. Go away now if you offend easily.

The Bad Boys I am talking about in this post are not the singlet-wearing, tattoo-fied, foul mouthed boys. Those are…er…in a completely different category altogether. Bad Boys who attract me (and my friends) have most of these characteristics in common - charming, charismatic, smokes, usually skive off classes, mostly rich, drives, good looking playboy type, probably have tried some weed, goes clubbing etc etc. These are who I’m concerned about. The type of guys that give out a “I’m too cool to care” vibe.

These guys seem to ooze magnetism and most people will agree that they SEEM to be able to get any girl they want. Of course, one of the reasons why Bad Boys are lusted after by girls is because of the “status” factor. To be considered cool and pretty and sexy (because those are probably qualities that Bad Boys look for) enough to be the companion of the Bad Boy, to be the envy and speculation of girls around you. To have a Bad Boy as a boyfriend is almost like being recognised as a VIP - you are considered a cut above everyone else, because we know that Bad Boys are able to get his pick of any girls.

I agree, FEW girls can resist the charms of a Bad Boy. After all, he IS a sweet-mouth smooth operator. Naive or idealistic girls will have it worse, because they probably cannot see through his charm and flattery. We all like to delude ourselves into thinking that “yes well, he is a bad boy, he has a string of conquests behind him, he can get any girl he wants and HE CHOSE ME. He doesn’t know it yet, but I’m the love of his life, the one who will change him for the better“. After all, isn’t that what most girls dream about? To be worth so much to a guy that he is willing to be a better man for her.

But beware. After all, there is this quote that goes - “A leopard can never change its spots”.

I have to admit, I used to have some MILD crushes on Bad Boys, but I have never ever acted upon that. Bad Boys and Good Girls just don’t mix. Both type wants different things in life. The Bad Boy wants to have fun in college, going out to parties and sauntering in late for class. The Good Girl, on the other hand, wants to do well in her studies and is basically a homebody. How do you combine two COMPLETE opposites? There is no way a Good Girl + Bad Boy combination can work in college, at least. Already I can see the problems if it were to happen - the girl will probably nag at the guy to study harder, party less whereas the guy will probably want to take the girl out more etc. IF it were to happen in the first place. Because of that basic difference in character, there is likely to be little or no common ground between the Bad Boys and Good Girls. It’s all well and fine if you were to entertain the thought that BadBoyA is NOT only a rogue, but a poetry-loving sentimental rogue at that, but really, NO ONE IS THAT PERFECT.

Let’s not EVEN get to the sex part la ok. To have his pick of girls who are willing and ready to do anything to keep him, you think the fella won’t exploit this meh? Not to mention, knowing typical hormone-fuelled males…even Good Boys will have a hard time resisting.

So yes, Good Girls do sometimes fantasise about Bad Boys, but that’s the extent of it. Mere fantasies. If Good Girls know what’s good for them, they will avoid Bad Boys like the plague. Bad Boys are just a package of unbridled (yes, because they don’t care), expensive (because they are probably rich and used to spending without batting an eyelid) pack of trouble.

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On the other side of the coin, there is also a lesser known cliched quote - “Reformed rakes make the best husbands”. (I got this er..quote from reading too much Mills&Boons. Heh.)

The reason why reformed rakes make the best husbands is probably because these people have so much experience in the love scene that they probably know what to do, what not to do etc. But I disagree about the “best husbands” bit though. Being a husband is so much more than being a “boyfriend”. He will have to share responsibility, take care of the household (and kids) etc. His expertise only lies in wining and dining and courting, so how does that apply to being a husband?

Hmm.

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Secretly, I think every girl wishes to have a Good Bad Boy as their other half.

(Wah, girls quite the demanding hor? I just realised it now leh..)

Who is this mysterious Good Bad Boy? Simply put, he is the one who has all the charm and charisma of a Bad Boy, yet the sensitivity and soul of a Good Boy. The romantic rebel. The lovelorn rock star. The angst-filled poet.

Too often, we girls develop crushes on guys based on OUR expectations of who WE THINK he is in real life. Most of the time, no one is that intuitive to correctly tell the other peron’s character based on a light-hearted banter or two. I firmly believe that to have a lasting relationship, both parties must get to know and like each other as friends first, and then proceed.

Jarod, in my world, would be classified as a Bad Boy if we knew each other in real life first. He smokes, goes out till wee hours (used to in his younger days), had many girlfriends (grrr), skipped classes to play snooker (!!). If we were classmates, I will look at all the above and immediately stay away from him. We could be acquaintances, but nothing more. In my heart of hearts, I know that there can never be a common ground between me and him. In fact, I told him about this before - “If I knew you in real life, we would probably never be where we are today.”

But luckily for me, it didn’t happen this way. I got to know him through Xfresh, where his witty and sarcastic comments left me laughing and wondering more about this charismatic Xfresher. The easiest way to know if there is a “click” or connection between two parties is of course, to talk. Thanks to the internet, this is made easier by MSN and whatnots. So we chatted. At first, I have to admit, I was awed by his online persona. He is knowledgable and quick-witted. Being 4 years older and having led a totally different life than mine, I was fascinated by him. He is completely different from everyone else I know, simply because he went through life differently.

On MSN, only the person’s true character can come through. You have no way of knowing if the person is good looking etc, and this is a good point, in my opinion. No need to let the physical side of matters cloud the friendship. The only way to judge a person online is through the things he says. And Jarod is nothing if not good with words. *Wry smile*

Long story short, he is the type of Good Bad Boys that I like. Because I chatted with him, I knew who he is as a person first and foremost. I never felt the need to get to know Bad Boys beyond the superficial, because I know myself lah. Sure cannot find things to talk about wan. The advantage of getting to know someone online is that the person’s background and history is a blank. You form an opinion of the other party through the conversations, not through observing the superficial daily minutiae. True, he revealed some really wild things about his past, but at the same time, he also showed his softer side. The combination of taming the wild horse and reaping his sensitive love is … a challenge to resist, to say the least.

Although I have a crush on him, from the Xfresh days, and as I got to know him more through MSN, I have never expected a relationship to bloom. Of course I fantasise about him being passionately in love with me (don’t you all do that with your crushes?) , but common sense kicked in. Bad Boys and Good Girls don’t mix, remember? After all, he can have any girl he wants, why should it be me? Better just enjoy the friendship and stop reading too much into his flirtatious banter.

(Hmm..love comes to you when you least expect it. So trueeeee)

Because of that, his proclamation of love (if you can call it that) came as a complete surprise.

But I still believe, that if we knew each other in real life, we would never have ended up together. Strange how life works out eh?

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I don’t know if all Bad Boys are just fun-seeking boys, but if they are around the same age as the girl, then they PROBABLY are. Every relationship is a risk, so if you want to get tangled up with a Bad Boy, just be careful and don’t get in too deep. I am exremely thankful that events unfolded the way it did for Jarod and me, because Jarod is so much more than what he appears to be. By cutting off all Bad Boys from my list of potential er…love interest, I know that I could be missing someone who ight be THE ONE, but heh, WHAT ARE THE CHANCES OF GETTING A MATURED GOOD BAD BOY who is the same age as me lah? ZERO. So I never bothered.

Conclusion is:

Bad Boy = Dangerous. Approach with caution. It’s better if you’re streetwise enough to keep up with him.

Good Boy = Will probably be a sweet and safe boyfriend.

Good Bad Boy = Ideal. Rare (hmm, maybe it’s because I never bothered getting to know the Bad Boys in my college…but…*considers the college guys I know*…NOT POSSIBLE! Heh.Maybe when they’re olderlah.).

Wah damn bloody tired now. I’m supposed to be doing my essay man. Shit. No more blogging till I finish la..which could take weeks. Heh.

Happy Valentine’s Day! (well, it WAS Valentine’s Day when I started writing the post!)

Before anyone starts asking, NO I DON’T HAVE ANY PLANS FOR VALENTINE’S DAY.

Right now, I feel okay about it lah, but when the time comes, sure I get a bit envious, but it’s all right. Time constraints mah, what to do.

Two years ago, I just started my A Levels. Wah I still remember my reaction when it was V-Day. Hehe. My Eng Lit lecturer and Stephanie K. called it the “Venereal Day”. Talk about irony man. Anyway, 2 years ago, fresh out of high school, I got quite a shock in college, because it seemed like everyone was in a relationship. It was more the norm. However, in my high school, it was the complete opposite. There were VERY few cases of relationship in my year. Don’t know why la…we were all nerds? So I never really bothered when it was V-Day, because my friends all single mah..same same la, you know.

Then college. I spent the WHOLE weekend depressed in bed. First time I felt PEER PRESSURE to get a fucking boyfriend, I tell you. Yeah, so I was alternating between being amazed that something as commercial as V-Day could affect me so, and moaning about my single status.

But life went on lah. It was just ONE miserable day, after all.

2005. Hmm. I had a few invites to go on dates for 2005’s V-Day. Don’t know what happened in the span of 1 year…must be because I got contacts. Well, I didn’t fancy any of them, and I didn’t want to spend a bomb going out with someone I don’t fancy on V-Day, so I turned them all down. Then. Hehe. Jarod and I had to meet up. We have been friends since August 2004, and only met up with each other the first time in Dec 2004 for the IMAX preview. It just so happened that Jarod had to returned something to me (which doesn’t really belong to me, so it had to be put back BEFORE anyone realises its disappearance, which is why it had to be done ASAP. I lent it to him on Friday). The best possible day to meet up (i.e I only have morning classes that day…like 10-12pm..it was Eng Lit) was on Monday. So I confirmed with him that Monday was a-ok and KLCC shall be the venue…THEN only I realised that it was Valentine’s Day. So yes, my 2005 V-Day date was completely unplanned.

Now I think back…a bit the saddening lah the revelation.

But I had a great time. It was just after CNY at that time, and Jarod won like, RM200 gambling. HAHAHHA omg. This brings back memories. I sent him a “bubble” wishing him good luck just as he was about to start gambling, because he asked me to. Then he won RM 200 that night. He has never won while gambling before So after that gambling session, he messaged me stating, “I won RM200. I love you Ahjin.” HAHAHAHAAHAH. That sweet mouth doinky. I reread the sms soooo many times the few days after that.

So yeah, even though it was V-Day and all that, I had no expectations lah, cos it WASN’T meant to be a V-Day date. We decided to eat at the food court one level below the TGV cinema. I offered to reserve a table while he go order. So I was sitting there, thinking of what to eat, when he suddenly came back and asked me to go makan at Sushi King. I was like, “expensive wor…” and he said it will be his treat. I felt bad, because originally, he wanted to buy futsal boots with the money…but he insisted. So okaylorh. That was so sweet of him. Hehehe.

In return, I offered to treat him at Chocz, the chocolate cafe. Mine was pretty nice, but his was….unusual. It was this Aztec drink - chocolate and chilli. Yes, CHILLI. It’s those hate it or love it drinks I guess. While walking towards Chocz, I gave him a small souvenir from Malacca, where I went during the CNY hols. It was a pewter keychain of a football boot. He loved it! He said it was exactly like his own football boots and he showed them to me, because they were in his car! He sent me home lah, that’s why can show me the boots.

So that was my V-Day 2005.

After we became a couple, I simply simply asked him lah, so when exactly did you became seriously intereted in me? And he answered - when we went out on Valentine’s Day. Hahahah, I said “chey, you say that only because I gave you the keychain right?” He wouldn’t tell me WHAT exactly it was that made him interested though >.< Or maybe he did and I just forgot.

By the way, sorry ah, this post is a bit rambling because I’m really tired already. I wanted to do the continuation from Part I, but honestly, I lack the mental energy to compose a coherent discussion on the issue. So yes, this will have to suffice.

So, after saying all that, what exactly is my point?

Now that I’m in a relationship, I kind of disdain couples who spends an obscene amount on Valentine’s Day. Sure ah, on Wednesday, TheStar will have a headline which says Idiot spent RM10000 buying 999 stalks of red roses for his beloved. Wah so much money better save and plan your wedding right? Gah! Valentine’s Day is NOT a day worth celebrating, in my opinion. I mean, what significance does it have to each couple? Just because it’s earmarked as a day to SHOW YOUR LOVE TO YOUR BELOVED, then everyone goes crazy and buy teddy bears and roses at extreme prices. Gila.

Even though Jarod felt the blossoming of love for me on Valentine’s Day (hahahaha! ), I’m also not too bothered with making a big deal out of it. I mean, I go out with him twice a week, every week. Every time we go out, we end up having lotsa fun and enjoying ourselves. I don’t see how going out on V-Day will “magically” make the date EXTRA special/enjoyable/significant. I don’t see why I must wait for V-Day to be the cherry-topping for my relationship, to be the icing on the cake, to be THE MOTHER OF ALL OUR DATES. Hahaha. I don’t see how it’s possible to top our usual dates la .

Let’s do a scenario (or two).

• We go for a lovely EXPENSIVE dinner at a posh restaurant, with candlelights and jazz playing in the background. Sounds nice huh? REALITY - I will probably be so self conscious about using the right cutlery, cutting the steak into bite size pieces before delicately spearing it with my fork and placing it in my mouth then chewing with my mouth closed and then finally swallowing. Wah! Typing that also made me tired. Then ah, we will have to stifle our laughter so that we don’t spoil the romantic ambience for the other couples. We would have to sit across the table from each other. I hate this arrangement, really. It’s so hard to hear what the other party is saying and it feels so…apart. Whenever we eat, I always make sure Jarod is sitting next to me. Then, the expensive food comes out from the other end of our bodies. Wow. Romantic end indeed. I’m not saying that I will never go on a expensive dinner date, but that can come when both of us are older. Right now, all I want to do is to have the freedom to tickle him, to crack silly jokes, to be ourselves as silly infatuated youngsters on dates. Not to act all grown up and proper and shit like that. That can come later, thanks. I want to revel in my youth!
• Jarod buys a gigantic bouquet of flowers for me. Awwwww, right? REALITY - I DON’T LIKE FLOWERS OK. WASTE OF MONEY. What do I do with them when they die? I don’t need more clutter in my messy room liao. No thanks. I don’t even have a favourite type of flower, for goodness sake. IDEA FAIL.

Er…I think that’s all the cliched V-Day idea I can think of in my muddled state of mind now.

So I say NO THANKS to V-Day man. It is JUST ANOTHER DAY when you get down to it. What is so special about V-Day? That Saint Valentine fell in love with a girl and sent a letter signed “from your Valentine”? Or that he performed marriage ceremonies for soldiers when marriage was outlawed? HUH? Do any of those have any relevance today? Just because the florist/restaurants/hotels spend a bomb advertising their SPECIAL VALENTINE’S DEAL doesn’t mean you have to blindly follow and celebrate right? Valentine’s is so damn commercialised and I bet like 99% of the couples celebrating V-Day won’t know WHY they are celebrating V-Day. Ask them and you’ll probably get answers like “oh, er…because it’s a day to celebrate love”. Why must wait for V-Day only celebrate love? Cheh. I would rather every day of my relationship is a celebration of our love, instead of treating each other badly then making it all up on V-day by buying up the entire flower shop.

The only reason people celebrate V-Day is because they are brainwashed by mass media. Grow a brain, people! Heh. For girls going out on dates on V-Day, they will probably be surreptitiously checking out what other girls receive as V-Day presents. It’s like some sort of rivalry man. Eeeyer, spare me the drama. My love shall not be cheapen thus!

For me, everyday with Jarod is Valentine’s Day.

Like I said, this post is probably not my most coherent, but oh well. I might have offended a lot of people but really, I’m too tired to care now. I’m just typing as I think. So yes. See ya’ll when I see you! Hopefully it would be when I post part II.