没有妈妈的日子：第357天

Hipster and be fun of it!

In love with these so-called hipster cafes around Klang Valley. Frankly I had been to a few and eager to discover more!

Ever since, I don't go to those mainstream coffee (well, you can guess which I am addressing).

Here are two that I really love.

1. Whisk Outpost, One Utama Shopping Centre.

Discovered this place couple of years ago. Guess this was the earliest start for the hipster cafe trend.

Inside the shop. Added the filter effect from Vintique and VSCO to make them hipster-like.

Coffee and sweet delicacies. The Cold Brew Coffee is the 'bomb'! Recommend it for coffee lovers. And yes, plenty of macarons there too. Cakes are not refrigerated, which is the first time I seen it.

Hipster-like design. A great place to chill and relax for the weekends. 

2. Garage 51, PJS 11/9, Bandar Sunway.

Read blog reviews and searched pictures from this place in Instagram before finally to try out yesterday night. 

Here is my thought: Pleasant setting, situated in a less pleasant environment. The food and drinks are awesome!

  

Was crowded when I reached at around 8 p.m. 

Piccolo Latte. Real coffee for real lovers. 

I had realised I became caffeine-immuned these days. I can take strong coffees and few hours later, sleep like a baby. Ironic?

I don't know what was this exactly. A combination between bread and meat, I think. But it's delicious and filling! 

Awesomely good fries! Best I tasted so far.

Read about this drink on different blogs. It is Coffee Société's signature drink, which has coffee, milk and Nutella in it. Sound promising? I should try it for my next visit then!

That's it for now.
I'll post food and places' pictures on my Instagram account, whenever I go food hunt.



Let the pictures speak.




Writer's note: I am currently in my holidays now. Six to seven months to go before graduation ceremony. 

Writer's note 2: I need to find a job in the writing or journalism field. Or else, what I had learned throughout my degree will be in the waste bin. 

没有妈妈的日子：第349天

Words of encouragement...

Never underestimated these words.

I heard negative feedbacks thrown to me. In fact, when I recalled, the negative feedbacks are more than positive ones. Yes, could it be more ironic?

I concluded that most people around formed a certain degree of dislike towards me (Er... OK). I admit, I am not the good person that pleases people (others formed liking towards someone when he or she does or speaks things that are set by our norms as 'good', which is subjective by the way).
I am against the norms' pattern. Thus, individuals who live according to the norms find me unusual, leading hostility towards me.


If that so... (as I write) would my life would be miserable? Plenty of negativities around me.


No. Not at all. 


Despite what others see if in an unfavourable way, I continued to be what I am. There is (and never be) a reason to please others, doing and speaking about things they like. What is the significance?
You'll lose what you are, yourself.

I ignored negative feedbacks. Be "whatever... it's up to you to hate me, and it's up to me to throw you off my life!"
Freedom of speech. Yes. And choice.


Couple of days ago while chatting online with my friend in UK, I opened up regarding the topic I got hatred. I assumed to the fact that I will NEVER find a Chinese guy as they (in my assumptions) does not fancy someone provoking as me.
My friend was stunned. And told me those guys are missing out a nice girl, an open minded one.

I was touched.
After all these negative remarks on me, finally I see a hope and light, a friend who sees a person as they are, themselves.

Throughout the conversation, it shed a light on who should I find for the significant one (Yeah, truly gave up on Chinese guys).

The quote sums up everything. Be persistent.

I think I know where to go finding (actually)...





Writer's note: In the future, I will write topics that are meaningful and optimistic. There should be no reasons to dwell in the useless and depressing things in life.

没有妈妈的日子：第322天（第二篇）

Phone calls, at different distance.

Phone calls,
When was the last time you picked up the phone to have a long quality conversation with someone, in the age where instant messaging conquers our lives?

Think on.


I am hardly. I loathed phone calls since the other person over the phone (always) implies certain personal ideologies and influence into my life. I considered myself liberal, that highly treasure personal liberty and freedom in life. My philosophy is, "man is born with the freedom given". Every individual has the right to seek for all the happiness that leads to self-fulfilling purposes.
BUT... once people try to 'stripped' the freedom away, in this scenario, implying persuasion on how I should behave and do in life, sorry, I need to 'cut' the line.

My hatred towards phone calls came to an end. I think I had found a listener and speaker (listener and speaker in my view, does not equate in one sentence. The former is passive, the latter is active), who is extremely humourous, coming out with daily life jokes all the time. A person who (I perceived) is another liberalist as me.
An unrelated topic before I continue. "Never trust a stranger on the cyber world". Every schoolchildren have heard this warning again and again. I am not excluded. Being vigilante on the cyber world, you will never know people on the cyber world might come up with an intention of causing harm on your life.
I defied this rule. I knew a person over the cyber world, and after strings of conversations I gave my number to this person. We shared topics in common and (in all my justifications) built an amount of trust with one another. I knew what the person is doing for life, in return the person knows too. Took about three to four months before we exchanged numbers.
No. I was not harmed nor cheated.


Since then, we became close cyber friends.



Back to the phone call topic.
Two Internet users who became cyber friends. And spoke to each other few times over the phone, talking and sharing life encounters and bantering about the way of life.
Unbelievably, I have never felt so open in any conversations throughout my life, even with close girl friends. Yes, I do laugh a lot because the lame way the person teases me.
(Finally) Found another sarcastic-by-character human being on Earth that I can truly be the sarcastic me, without provoking and getting hated for what I am.

We did not meet each other despite all!

Finding someone who are able to click on with you and you feel free expressing your thoughts and real-self is hard.
Once found, treasure and maintain this relationship.



Writer's note: I deeply wish to set up a meeting with this close cyber friend. Just... for the sake feeling his solid presence.

Writer's note 2: Oh... I mentioned about provoking and getting hated earlier. An encounter, which, highly impacted my perception and decision on looking for the other half in my life.

Writer's note 3: Will soon write about being provoking and hatred. Warning: be writing in a feminist style.

没有妈妈的日子：第322天

Hiatus.

It has been a while since I slowed down on my life pace to write. To be honest, I have not been actively writing for a long time since I started working. Goodness, I REALLY miss writing and journalism. It is the 'unspeakable excitement' that made me go into journalism major. Oh... I am longing for the 'excitement'.

And... I am hoping to get out from my daily sombre tasks soon!

Since today (and tomorrow) is a public holiday, I take the initiative to write a topic that I had ponder upon. Should be interesting...

Writer's note: I still have the narrating/opinion writer skills to tell the events.

没有妈妈的日子：第276天

Despise. Anonymity.


"If one wanted to express opinions (radically), please speak through your true self. DON’T hide under the ‘mask’ the Internet provides for you. Say, if that anonymous person is a male, I’ll assume he’s gutless."


"Whatever said to another person publicly, he or she should take full responsibility towards it. Assuming that a speech is derogatory to a party, he or she should be responsible to it and give reasonable justifications."


"There is freedom, and there are also restrictions. Critical opinions are always welcomed as they can drive change. These opinions turn ugly when the words used attack one’s personality by accusing one of being such awful things as being a fraud, dishonest, daft, and so on."


Full article on LoyarBurok: http://www.loyarburok.com/2013/09/18/despise-anonymity

没有妈妈的日子：第241天

Those days...

I was once a child. An innocent young mind, eager to grow up and explore.
Yes. I remembered (roughly) about this me, more than 15 years ago.


Today over lunch, I visited this kopitiam that I used to visit in my childhood days, for breakfast and lunch, sometimes dinner. I used to stayed around the area that kopitiam situated.
And today, I was again back to the shop.

For the past 10-odd years, the kopitiam had gone through much changes. Stalls' operators moved out and back, shop renovated, changed of kopitiam owner, and diners getting lesser. Although it might not looked like what I had in my mind, I came back for the reminiscent.


The purpose of this blog post is my thought about childhood reminiscent.

While having my meal, I saw two boys, talking enthusiastically with each other. I did not hear their conversation content. It was the image that captivated me...

The boys were cheerfully talking to one another and walking together towards the other end of the shops.

Such simple scenario fascinated me. Some might not noticed because of its' decency. But to me, I see something great behind the decency.

Does anyone noticed (from my narrative writing) that the two boys DOES NOT held any electronic gadgets on their hands?
That was amazed me at the first place. There ARE still children today who are not stick to their fancy electronic gadgets! Woah!

Whoever are their parents, I salute them for it, not exposing their children at a tender age. And having let them to have human interaction with one another.

This simple yet meaningful scenario inspired me to educate my children (if I have) to use technology wisely... not too much or glued to a device 24/7 and also not refused to have access to the rich information on the Internet. 

Love the boy's smile. (Image from: http://ccoa-beecave.blogspot.com)

Writer's note: I haven't been blogging on similar topics about life for years it seems! I should motivate myself more in the future. 

没有妈妈的日子：第222天

Blogging absence...

Hello there!
It has been more than one month since my last blog post. Well... life is busy for me (or was it me that before less interested in blogging?).

I'll update what happened for the past one month plus.


1. Curating.
This is similar to what some would call, "caretaker". I "care take" an account on Twitter on 6th July to the 12th July. And I took the curating job, voluntarily. Yes, I learned a lot.
As you act as a caretaker, you need to carry a positive image to the account. You have around thousand followers on the curating account. Would a person say something, deemed appropriate to have other users to hate? Carrying a positive image is listed on the rules. If yes, I believe the admin could stop you immediately.
When you are given the access to curate, also read the rules and regulations. Simple as that. No sensitive topics (politics, gender, religion, race and others), not misusing the curating account for personal benefits, courteous, and interacts with other users to maintain a two-way communication.

Here is a screen shot prove of the timeline on the curating account.

What I love about curating was I get responses and replies from different users. I shared my thoughts, opinions and experiences and the users do the same in return. I can say this two-way communication is a learning experience, reading their comments and gaining information from their Tweets. 

2. Creative or Final Year Project.

The ultimate stage has come. 

Yes... Taking Final Year Project spells the end of my degree is nearing. One can take their final year project or FYP when they are nearing their studies. 

It was last week I submitted my creative project.

For me, it's either I can choose FYP (research paper or thesis as some calls it) or Creative Project. I opted for Creative Project which I did five articles, compiled it and make it into a newsletter. I despise doing research papers. 

Here's a photo I took few hours before I submit the newsletter. "UrbanScenes July 2013 issue". Ha, ha, ha! And I featured the Agent Provocateur story in my front page!
My personal favourite would be "Importance of Mobile Data In The 21st Century". I managed to get the ever-famous iOS fanatic Pradeesh as my interviewee!





p/s: What will happen in the later half of 2013 for me? Well, I'll be doing internship.

没有妈妈的日子：第183天

Importance...

I don't know where to start. It is once again some feelings that troubled me.

It started as anger. An anger because of feeling desolated by an important one.
That was an act of avoidance. Avoidance due to anger.


But when comforted because of my anger-avoidance act by the person, I was completely given up. And (almost) started to feel despair and cry.

I don't have an idea why I'm that soft-hearted and emotional to the person.
If this is some other human beings, I would start scolding like some street bully and telling them to stay away from me life.
Unlike this one, where I 'surrendered' all my emotions....


Here is a bit of thought today,

Summarized everything I want to say.
Yes, the importance of that particular person.

Writer's note: The Only One I thought I had given up many times... In fact, I do not.

没有妈妈的日子：第154天

Song on a million repeats...

Randomly searched a song on YouTube last week and found this song, "Hurricane" by Bridgit Mendler on the suggestion list.

Played that song for numerous times. Yet, once the song had finished, I forgotten what I heard for the past four minutes.

OK, am I having a symptom of aging?! Don't think so... I remembered other songs as well, even those dated back to 50 years. Ha, ha, ha.


I had concluded: this is one of those forgettable songs. Heard. After a while, forgotten.



Writer's note: As I write down this blog post, I am listening to the song. It finished before I finished typing. As usual, I forgotten what I heard for the past four minutes (again).

没有妈妈的日子：第134天（第二篇）

"Voting for a better Malaysia"...

FINALLY published.
My first piece for LoyarBurok!

Take a look here.


Writer's note: I repeat and emphasize again, go out to vote! Make your voice heard!

没有妈妈的日子：第134天

Latest stint...

Hello! I am still perfectly alive!

Life has been busier than I expect. Final semester for my degree before I proceed to my project semester in the end of May.

Can't believe it! 16 years of studying has finally come to an END!
For sure, I will not be continuing post-graduate studies. No way! I just work till the end of my life then. Ha, ha, ha!


This is my latest writing stint. And it's free. I write because of interest. And I really want to contribute to Loyar Burok's page. Election is barely a week from now. Thus, I penned down this opinion piece of mine, being a first time voter.

Learnt my lesson. I WILL NOT write freelance any more. Until today, I have yet to get my pay... Sad case that writers are underpaid or even zero-paid.
Might just give up and find a real job in publishing/journalism field... Worst come, I might go advertising or public relations. Any fields that I can get pay, that is!

Who knows what the future holds...?


Writer's note: There is nothing much to say... Except, something is still incomplete in my life.

没有妈妈的日子：第105天

What You (Should Have) Said...

Kindly watch your words.


This is another ranting piece of mine. And after this rant, I take the chance to tip on things that one supposed to say.


I am a person that speaks 'straight from my heart'. Due to that, I offended much people because they do not seems to like what I told them.
Anyways... it is up to them whether they wanted to take it or not.

Human beings are weird. They LOVE to hear good things and reject the bad.
I am too. I like listening to good things. However, I also listen to bad things in life and later could forget about it.
The key factor lies in the speaker. To present neither good or bad spoken words.


At some points, certain spoken words (I would not call it bad) deeply 'strikes' you in the veins.

Let me narrate a conversation over the online chat that took place during the Chinese New Year period:
I was chatting online with an old friend that I have not seen for more than six months due to our hectic lives. We do plan to meet up but time does not permit. Thus, I can only interact with this friend on the cyber world.
This old friend really cares about the romantic relationship I (might) have in my life. Frankly, I still do not have one. The old friend thinks I am 'developing' with someone and I squashed those claims.
OK. I only admit if I DO going out with someone.
As the conversation goes, the old friend and I chatted on romantic relationships. The old friend mentioned something about 'keeping a sense of mystery', stating that couples should not disclose their thoughts. At the very moment, I am raging furious because of the statement, 'keeping a sense of mystery'!

Which linked to another real life situation to this couple that I knew. Both parties did not disclose their thoughts and views that leads to a catastrophe.
The girlfriend expects and assumed her boyfriend to what she thought is 'romantic ideally'. The truth is the boyfriend is not a percent close to being romantic. The unspoken expectations lead to frustrations as the girlfriend did not get what she desired...


Relationships turn risky because two individuals did not tell what are they thinking and only reckon their other half knows what are they thinking, most times.

It is a complete fallacy!!!
Men and women do not think alike and see things differently. Never assume someone will understand you when you did not tell what are you having in your mind.

Yes. Assumptions and hypothesis play a big part in most relationships.
However, if the thoughts are vague and ambiguos at the start, the assumptions and hypothesis are wrongly constructed therefore.

Argh! Why and how I could get it wrong?!

I also received negative feedbacks throughout these few months. The worst would be the feedback of me having poor communication knowledges when speaking to others...

My reaction: bangs head.

This is one of those absurd comments I have ever heard...
I do not view the negative words importantly. If I do take it for real at the first place, I might doubt my entire decision of joining the wrong degree programme. In more severe case, I might just be an introvert and lock myself from the world because I would never wanted to face the cruel and ugly reality.

It is pointless to view negative comments as something signifiant to you. My advice would be, "listen, then forget it after some time."

Who actually keep tracks of EVERY negative feedbacks?
Well, if you do... I would harshly say this to your face, 

"You have low self esteem, insecure with yourself, and you do not know how to judge what is appropriate!" 

Writer's note: Sow Lei Wei, do read this up... I wrote this based on my personal experiences.

没有妈妈的日子：第94天

Being (real) angry...

Apologies for the absence in this blog. Life is hectic for me.


I must confess, I am angry as I type this out! This is unusual!
I could say I'm a mild tempered person. The longest time I could get angry towards someone was between three minutes to one hour. And I tend to forget about my fury afterwards.

It is uncommon and rare for me to get angry at someone for more than 24 hours. The last time I remembered I was angry for more than 24 hours was a couple of years back.

This time around, I don't even know why I am angry at! Out of a random second, I felt I was provoked...
When I am aware I am still angry after an hour, and even after I woke up, I came to a conclusion that I am REAL ANGRY at the person. Yes! I am currently in this equivocal state, trying hard to reduce the discomfort of being infuriated.

Thus, I have decided to come clean to this resolution to my anger: giving up COMPLETELY on the person.

Correct. No point lingering and dragging myself in this equivocal situation.
Forget and leave for good.

Will I find a better prospect in the future?
Unsure.

One point I understand from my 'exceeding 24 hours anger' was, I would surely leave as I would not want to have another time getting upset.


Writer's note: Giving up is always the last resort I have to make. In common situations I would not think of giving up on those who are close to me and I care much.
This could be the only exception...

没有妈妈的日子：第61天

The Perfect Fit...

*I guess I need to blog more about fashion, and beauty plus hair products more often as I am (so called) aspiring to be 'Carrie Bradshaw'. Ha, ha!*

I go shopping by myself, mostly. This is what I do these days. At times I will buy what I saw and like... Well, that depends on my mood, too. If I am enthusiastic on shopping, I will definitely buy something.


Movies, dramas always generalized female as shopaholics. Once a girl goes shopping, she will return with large numbers of shopping bags.
OK. That would need some clarification. NOT ALL girls return home with enormous shopping bags. That was media portrayal of glamorous life. And it 'poisoned' certain people badly.
Well, not everyone can afford the glamorous life. So a little advice, shop at your own limits. Never demand for the so-called 'glamorous life' you saw on mass media.


For me, it has been a heartache to shop for shoes. Yes. I hope I am not the only one that is facing this dilemma. It is a problem for me to find... the perfect fit.
I am particular in choosing the right pair of shoe. I believed that a good pair of shoe will 'bring' us to whenever we go and can last for a long time. And it can 'accommodate' any occasions. That were the criteria I looked at when I wanted to buy a pair of well-fitted shoes.

I have four pairs of shoes. That's it. I love shoes but I DON'T buy all the shoes I love.

I went for shoe hunting yesterday. And (thankfully) I found what I think it would the 'perfect fit'.

No. It's not Louboutin, Ferragamo or Blahnik. It is just a random pair of shoes I found, and fits me perfectly well (guess so). 

A shoe is a girl's 'best friend'. A 'best friend' that brings her to a greater heights.
This 'best friend' could be found in everywhere. However, not all the 'best friends' are the right one for a girl.


Finding a pair of shoe is exactly as finding a true love. Yes.

There are many potentials out there. Despite that, do one really find The Special One that makes one's heart deeply attracted and longing for him all the time? The Special One is the one you would have no qualms on being together.

A simple yet deep shoe-searching life philosophy.




Writer's note: Once you found the perfect one, be it shoe or person, never let go.

没有妈妈的日子：第57天

The Past. The Present. And The (Unknown) Future...

*This is yet a fiction nor non-fiction piece. Depends on how the reader judge it*


The Past:
School, this was where the awkwardness of our life starts. It was awkward because we were going through puberty and in searching for the what we like and would want to do in life.
My school days were one of my best moments in discovering myself. I always knew I wanted to write when I grow up, be it a journalist, columnist or writer. I am also quiet 'geek-ish' as I read children books, still. My favourite character was of course, Harry Potter. The wizard that will always saved the day. The miniature version of Superman. Ha, ha!

This happened to be the time where girls in puberty have a crush on an opposite sex. I am no exception.
This was my past. Yes. I remember the person perfectly well because my crush on this person lasted... for most of my secondary school days.
I did not try to be an attention seeker in front of the person. Instead, I started a 'cold war' everytime I see the person. This (unsuccessful) attempt in making 'enemies' was caught by this friend of mine. "You're interested with him?" I refuted her claim. For the entire year, I did not admit I had a crush on the person. The Past me was a person who was afraid to admit.

For the following years, the 'cold war' subsided. I thought if I do not 'provoke' the person or start any fight, eventually I will forget about it, slowly. Yes, I did. I just see the person as a stranger thereafter.

The person and I barely talked in school. After Form Two, I see the person as a stranger. In between we did exchange (as I recalled) a few words as the person knew a friend of mine.

No one know my feelings for the person throughout the five years in secondary school.
I assumed I hid it well and denied all allegations about the person.


After SPM and finishing school, I did not see the person anymore.
Not even a chance of encounter on the streets.


I only talked about the person once during Form Six with this long known friend. Later I came clean with her about having a crush on the person.

This statement is proven true on me.

The Present:
As written on my bio on Twitter, Blogspot and about.me, I am living in a different life after my mother left. I am a 'soon-not-an-undergraduate' (which gave me a sign of relief that I will not be studying anymore in the future, ever).
The Present me is a funny, sarcastic and witty chatterbox. Unlike my past that barely voice out my feelings.
I knew I wanted to write since I was still a child. The writing ambition had been given up after a word of discouragement in secondary school. I rediscovered this love and enthusiasm halfway in my degree.

I am a person who 'love' something for a long time, even if it was long forgotten.

The present me has been single for all the time. In fact I am the 'lone ranger' in among my girl friends. They did asked me, "have you ever thought of getting married?" My answer is yes. Getting married is every girls' dream. To be honest, I dreamt about being a bride, also a wife and mother.
However, how would all these be realized without a partner, soul mate, the one you loved and trust?

The past has 'returned'. I do not know if the 'come back' was purely a coincidence or it is a destiny? I do think it is serendipity too.
It was also the same feelings I used to had (which I denied and suppressed) in The Past.

I would label my feelings in The Past as crush. A long crush.
The Past's 'reoccurrence' has confirmed the feeling of crush to... love.

True. Love, makes a person like me to be less critical and objective as I used to be.

The Future:
There are no predictions, forecasts or prophecies to tell what can happen in the future.

I guess I had found the one I love. It is uncertain for me (still for now) about how faith might bring the one and me together or drift the one and me apart.
Despite that, I truly hope I could have a future with The One.
The One that I love and trust.

The quote actually tells two people to be frank with one another. Opening up on oneself promises (?) a better relationship. A relationship is deemed 'dangerous' or not progressing when any one is not disclosing OR both are unscrupulous or insincere with one another. 

Writer's note: This is my first attempt and last time of writing such emotional love blog post, with much cautions. As I always stress out 'social media rules', never post too much and get too personal on the Internet. Also the blog spot disclaimed that this is either fact or fiction. It is up to the readers to perceive it.

Writer's note 2: Today is Valentine's Day. Celebrate it all your love ones; friends, family and lovers. I had this 'pre-Valentine' outing last week with Ju Yi. This 'pre-Valentine' outing served as a compensation for me... for not being able to have a real Valentine with The One.

没有妈妈的日子：第48天

'Bitching' bastards...


What a vulgar and harsh title!!!

I'm writing this based from a female's perspective.
I had written three parts on 'Girls and Gossips'. Girls, we tend to gather around, bant and rant all issues, ranging from general to the utmost intimate. Get few girls, gather them together and what you will get are non-stop chatters!

As I mentioned in the last 'Girls and Gossip' post, the gossiping channel or I rather call it, bitching time does not only limits to face to face gatherings. In today's world, we are living in the 'internet age'. Undeniably, we also 'live' in the cyber world besides the real world.
Thanks to social network sites (SNS), the bitching between girls had, in my opinion, increased...
Why I say so? That was because I usually bitch with my friends on Facebook, Twitter, and Whatsapp.

Girls love to talk (always). It is our nature. We listen and talk.
Imagine a girl does not talk, for a day... No! That was too extreme. Imagine a girl does not talk for an hour...

OK, this will not happen. Most girls could not refrain from being mute for even an hour, which includes me...

All my life, I had the assumption that only girls are the better gender in terms of ranting and bitching because we can be emotional sometimes on a certain topic that made us wanting to speak out so badly. Research shown (and I used the theory to prove it) that women open up to build a relationship.



Get start to the point after a long introduction.
About a month ago, a source showed me a 'top-secret-OSA-alike' conversation. In that particular conversation, six guys were involved including the source.
As I was chatting with the source on a different conversation topic beforehand, I had no idea how the conversation between us had linked to the 'top secret-OSA' conversation.

The 'top secret' conversation started with some 'everyday-like' topic on what to do, where to go etc. As the conversation progress, one of the guys started to get more personal into one of the members in the group. X started to 'dig' into Y's relationship with his girlfriend. Literally the 'digging' was funny... until it turned horny when Z come into the conversation.
I remembered this good quote that come from Z, "Walau wei! Phone vibrating like mad! Can use as vibrator." That was obscene, however without this obscenity, the conversation would not get funny and extreme.
As I scrolled down the obscene yet silly conversation. To be frank, I was laughing non stop at the 'dirty jokes' by the guys. To what extent these guys can rant on? I then realised the whole conversation was 'talking cock' (talking about rubbish). And the six guys in the conversation... I assumed they were too free and have nothing to do.

The conversation ended with Z addressing a link on Facebook as "Facebook porn page."
The real reason why no one continued the conversation is still unknown. I would not want to make any assumption on the end of conversation.
One thing for sure, the conversation has not been deleted the last time I read.



Yes. These six guys 'bitch' just like any girls do. The only different from what I saw was the guys' 'bitches' on the most random issue and make it into some sex talk (pun intended) while girls bitches on relationship and people around them.




Writer's note: I am now worrying what will happen once this blog post is published. MCMC comes knocking on my door?
If someone asked me who disclosed this 'top secret-OSA' conversation, well, this particular source is someone anonymous. Say it's a combination of John Doe and Jack Reacher?

没有妈妈的日子：第42天

Absence Apologies...

Sincerely apologise for abandoning this blog for more than one month.

Life was very much different from before. I had never been busier in the 22 years of my life ever. 'House-daughter', business partner, student and now I can call myself a freelancer as I started to sell my articles to a website, Yuberactive, thanks to my ex-classmate and friend, Ju Yi for linking the connection.

I had adapted to this new phrase of my life. It was stressful initially to adapt the change.
I had written on 'Embracing Change' before. Yes, we need to adapt to change as this is a phenomena that will never change. Again, "what doesn't change around us is... change."

I had deeply understand change is important and inevitable in life. Thus, I applied this ideology in dealing with the unexpected turning point of my life.



I am in my final (studying) semester of university life. I try to enjoy the last moments of student's life with my best girl friends as much as we could. There are chances we might not see each other after our short semester as often as we are now. Whatever crazy and bitchy plans we have in minds, we try our best to fulfill the plans.
I will remember and treasure these moments I had with my girl friends. I am thankful to have them in my uni life. Hopefully, in the future, we can still gather around and talk non-stop like we do. I hope to see my girl friends getting married to their current boyfriends in the near future.

OK. Time to rant about my love life... I am still searching for 'the one' I love and willing to spend my life with. I doubt that this particular one has actually 'arrived' for a long time. Just that I had forgotten about it. Well, that was merely my (inaccurate) sixth sense...
I mentioned that I was in a confusion in my last blog post. The confusion has been cleared. I am more than sure my feelings now. The big question now is, "does my feelings reciprocated...?"



So far... I am doing well with life.
And I have no clue when will be my next blog post... But, I will definitely never left my blog unattained for a long time.


Writer's note: There was a blog post drafted few weeks ago. Due to unexpected events and hectic lifestyle, I have yet to complete it.