Friday, 6 April 2012

Why I don't need any special boyfriend.

Assalamualaikum. Shout out to all my lost boys! First-class Friday it is.  Couple of minutes earlier, I texted my girlfriend. I asked her on what should I type in here since I left it in the lurch for months. And then she was like, "Why don't you talk about reasons on why you don't need a special boyfriend?" and I was like, "Awesome heading!" or something I can't remember. So here goes nothing.


For your information, I have been single for 4 months now. Show me some mercy for I am still a beginner, sifu *bow* Who would've thought an adolescent girl like me would end up single and still sturdy. I used to be that dependent girl who likes to rely everything on her boyfriend's shoulder. I trusted him with all my soul. But you know what they say, "Don't hope too much, because that too much can hurt you so much".


Enough already with the drama, let's move on. So, why don't I need that special someone? To begin with, I got back up. Read that right. "Whaddya mean by back up? You got SWAT or something?". Well, no. By back up, I meant my nearest and dearest, my own flesh and blood. And even my ex, playing the role of my best friend now. They are the only ones that are willing to stand up for me, to be familiar with me yet bear me with the way I am. No, not that bear. Accept is probably the right word. If I experienced dilemmas and obstacles, why should I fuss about it to my 'beloved boyfriend' or so they say, instead of weighing up the pros and cons of it and finding the solution? I really don't see what's the deal about that. Just imagine, exchanging views with countless friends and family members than your only 'inamorato' or 'bf' or 'toy boy'. Ops.


Tears don't fall. Why should I even fritter away by wasting my tears over someone who doesn't have a right to win me? Cliche, I know. But it's a real life fact. I could've wasted my tears on those orphans, or those abandoned parents, or that legless cat (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dHpiAO7yhFE)? That one is no joke. That cat is amazing *applause* Some might say, "Easier said than done". Yes. I feel you. I have been through all of these stumbling blocks since I was in form 2. I might lack of experiences about this, but I guarantee you, relationships don't have endings. So to whoever who stated "I know everything that you could possibly know about relationships", please look me in the eye. YOU ARE DEAD WRONG. Dear girls or maybe boys (?), don't cry. You know why? Because you look ugly when you weep. Kidding. Just say "Thank you dear sir/madam" to that fuck face and walk away like a boss. Yeah. That's how you do it.


Thereafter, no strings attached. You like that? Me too. Correction; by no strings attached, I'm not saying you can flirt with any soul you want. God no. You do that and you might end up with some Johnny Cash chasing your ass off with hopes as high as the Himalayas. Here's an info; don't give hopes randomly to boys you just met. I did that a gazillion times. I wish I never did. Back to the point. Don't you wish to befriend with, everyone? Woefully, some source didn't approve that. Guess who? See what I'm trying to state here? That pepatah melayu of 'berkawan biar seribu, berkasih biar satu' might not seem to be functioning at all. How can you 'berkawan beribu' when that 'satu' comes along and suddenly transforms into a party pooper. See what I mean?


No dough wasted. That means no money will grow wings and fly up up and away from you. You earn money. Why on earth would you spend them on someone who makes you weep every fucking day? You wasted your cash and sobbing on him/her and eventually what did you get? Nothing? Exactly. Wake up from your daydream. There's not a single soul that can give out money for free to you. Unless you, yourself. Or your folks. Spend those dough on yourself. You deserve some breaks from the heartbreaks. Now it rhymes.


What I really want to say is that I'm not ready. I'm not ready for any commitment. I'm not ready to howl my eyes out at night. I'm not ready to be yelled at. I'm not ready to brief about my personal life. I'm not ready to share predicaments. I'm not ready to open up my stigma (aib). I'm not ready to love people more than I love myself. I'm not ready. I'm just not.


So there you go. My respond on 'Why I don't need any special boyfriend'.



TEHEE!

Friday, 13 January 2012

Ibu, you're old.

Yesterday on January the 12th was my ibu's birthday. But intensely it wasn't as hoopla as i thought it would be. My younger sister, Nina, bought a cake secretly for her 2 days before her birthday. She used mostly her bucks because i was broke....... kindda. Lol. Then the next day the cake had just arrived. It was a chocolate mousse cake. It was appetizing and mouthwatering. The taste was indescribable. Yeah nice selection. For an INFANT *envy* Ibu didn't even know about THE CAKE.


Little did we know that ibu went to Nina's room that night and put forth that she didn't want any cakes for her birthday. I was a bit disturbed and confused truthfully when Nina told me the story but i was like, "it's her birthday and there's gonna be some cakes goin' on". She was a bit down though because she used her money for that chocolate mousse. I kindda felt bad for her............ and that was an awkward situation i tell ya.


Ibu just got back from school and we found an envelope on the dinner table with a square filling in it as if there was a case. We opened it and there it was, a nice classic brooch or as people called it, pins. Ayah gave it to her and i was in an awe moment back there. I wished her birthday right away because i don't wanna be in an awkward situation where i'm the only one who didn't wish her. Honestly, i almost forgot her birthday because dude, she doesn't look any older. Haha. No heart feelings aite?


Ibu made an outcome that we should all have a nice dinner somewhere. I suggested The Gate Cafe because the ambiance was quite nice and cordial. Last time i went there was with my ex. Past is past. Did i tell you that before we went out, i had a glimpse of my sweetheart's picture on Facebook. I tell you, it was breathtaking <3


Maigawd Eyra, gorgeous baq hang.

I had a crazy thought that i would wear those in public. Lol. She then gave me the full support to. Gila kan kita ni Eyra? Turan turan. Haha. Thanks amoi. You're like the best Robin that Batman has ever had. Mueh sikit :* 

Nearly everyone there stared at me up and down and up and down with mad red eyes as if i did something wrong. I know i look like a troll. Sorry for not satisfying your expectations. I apologize. After nearly all delightful meals, i decided to take a head to waist shot of myself wearing the turban. First time ni chorr pakai dekat public. Applauselah sikit. Har har har.

Apa macam bro? Ada baik ka? Haha.

There, she looks soo happy. Haha. Hmph :|

Happy Birthday Ibu. I'm sorry i can't be the best daughter to you but i'm trying to. Nanti dah dapat kerja wa bagi ibu gaji wa kay kay. Tapi wa tak dapat bagi semua sebab wa nak sedekah dekat jalan Allah sikit. Kalau wa dapatlah kerja. Itu janji wa. I love you ibu <3