Denial

Val's sick again, from a span of 4 days getting sick, better, and sick. Visited her after work yesterday...
then I realised that it's just me who thinks that a sick person should not be recovering from illness without being visited by someone, anyone. For a moment I felt quite stupid wasting money and time, travelling after a tiring day of work, delivering a bunch of fruits to her place to see her, just to leave 5 mins later to travel back. Not surprisingly, she has barely a recollection of my visit with only her mom reminding her of last night. Do I make sense? No? I should go shoot myself.

I lost my funny bone. Again, I feel like an idiot as I'm probably boring you with all those uninteresting posts. I don't wanna be a blogger-wannabe but I should take some initiative to log down my thoughts and feelings on this secluded space here so as to help myself figure this messed-up mind out... I think.

Then again, I'm a fool 'cause no one knows this blog exists, did not set links to this page nor tell anyone about it. Sometimes I don't even know what the purpose of this blog is.

I'll just drown myself in some stevie wonder hits now... *shuts eye*

Today has never been a better day to re-enforce my personal beliefs and faith.

1) I have a very blessed life.

2) My very sweet mother who gives her all for me.

3) Has one very best friend, Henry, whom has been my guiding light of life. A few other good friends who has more or less been there for me, you know yourselves who you are.

4) Excellent girlfriend whom makes me feel so good.

5) Having to know that I have a perky butt.


It's only the first month of 10 but I guess i'm optimistic for what's to come. I guess when you're in the bottomest pits of hell, there's no way to go but up.

Been arguing with my gf a lot these days, don't know whether the "honeymoon period" is over or is it just my demanding job. Amidst all the quarreling last night and the night before, I still love her to bits. She will always show great patience and restrain herself from blowing her full top over me.

I hate arguing with you. I hate knowing that you don't feel happy, making me the same way too. I'm always giving in to you. Sometimes I don't know why, but I guess that's called loving someone.

I love you, val. You're always in my heart through good and bad times, ups and downs, anytime and everytime. You are very beautiful in my eyes, esp. when I saw your makeover photo... at that time, you looked so even more beautiful and attractive to me(haha I know!). And no, you don't look fat/ugly/worse during normal times. Don't think you'll ever get to see this post so I'll be more extra mushy haha... :P

Got alotta things to say but hasn't got enough time to. Go bed now, morning you guys.

I tried writing diaries in the past, mainly in my adolescence but never got started on it. Either that or I was indulging too much in meaningless leisure pursuits. If I had any proper guidance in my upbringing, I would have been more of who I am this instance but then again, I'm grateful for how things turn out in my life somehow. A BIG Thank you, to anything, everything that plays or played a part in it. Will take up cooking and fix you guys a decent meal some time. Meanwhile, cheers ;)

In a weird mood, probably tired and all. Need some juice.

Here marks the debut of my online blogging session, might be slightly late after 23 years of my life but still, um, yay! Heh. So YOU! my fellow reader, who has stumbled onto this site by chance probably, sit back comfortably and hope each time you'll enjoy the rest of what's to come, or at least my uninteresting and mundane life. :D