After I titled my blog entry unconsciously, how I wish I was writing about my darling giving me an unexpected surprise, LOL. But that’s too much to hope for since every second spent with him is enough to compensate the lack of ’surprise’ factor in our relationship. (Mr YWH, you read me?! READ MAH?! I KNOW YOU STALKS ME SOMETIMES LULZ! And don’t come in as anon coz my new blog got spanking comments moderation features bwahahaha)

Anyway, this morning kick-started off with a wham to my oh-so-calm (or rather disoriented after kena kacau by alarm clock) mental state. When I saw the message icon on all Sony Ericsson phones, I was gleeful that my dear dropped me a morning SMS.

But it was not to be. It was someone else. o.O

Further conversation with Mr Anon revealed a stalker guy who took note of me in college. Guy. Noticing Chaborkia. Geddit?! Not trying to sound ego larh just sharing story. Anyway the process was insignificant and I prefer to keep it to myself but I still can hear the sneers from my buddies after I told them. Not funny hor. -.- Anyway, my point is, It’s been a looooooong time since I got approached by a guy like that. And I thought I have lost all my girly charms since getting together with a certain tiger. I wonder, do I emit some sort of weird pungent smell that screams *NOT AVAILABLE* after I got attached? Certainly it’s fun to know that you’re still a wanted girl but not fun to be pestered by 101 noobs, he he.

Maybe… That’s the very reason why some desperate girls go clubbing like, in a religious manner and hitting on guys that they never even bother to know before stuffing their bosoms or butts to attract ‘em? Bleh. So before you flame me please read: religious clubbers who go there like their dad owns a money printing agency, he he.

Okay end of story before some emo bugger starts to jeer at me.

*Twiddles with my fingers and thinks of something to say*

Hmmm, I guess that’s about it. I really ought to be doing my homework. I’ve noticed all my classmates are starting to degrade into pandas. Our workload is fucking heavy this semester, and if you’re those buggers who say PR is easy to study, well go screw yourself in the butt. Pain hor? That’s how you are - a pain in the butt too. So shut up.

And for a personal note… I took Metrobus without hesitation today! 90 sen nia! I saved RM2.10 which would have been wasted if I were to take taxi. Yay or nay?! :D

AND, just wanna tell a certain someone, you’re still my very best choice. I’ve always believed in friendships evolving to love naturally. And that’s exactly how we were. Six years ago. Still remember our pimple-ish past? *Giggles* (and you better drop me a comment damnit!)

I love you!

K babai I finish my assignment before I kena swallowed whole by a certain monster tomorrow. Bye!

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