~ Haih..~

knowing that it has really reached to an end really hurts me alot. I don't know where it comes from, and i don't know what stimulates my tears glands, but i know, it hurts.

During the outings, everything was going along well like before, the smile, the jokes, the laugher, the touch, and the only thing lacking, is the passion. Knowing that everything is not going to be the same anymore makes me even weaker.

True enough, it's a long way to go, he said. But deep down inside me is crying for help, i shouldn't had end it. and now, life have to move on. He'll always had my blessings..always...

::kuanru:: signing off

~ I mean, Shhhh.... ~

It's so annoying just by hearing your voice. I don't know why, perhaps is the hatred which have been unconsciously evolve since 20 plus years ago. There you are, unchanged, still the same old you. Some might said, it’s your style, and that, my friend, isn’t call uniqueness. Some might said, without the irritating sound of yours, it is not you. I agree. Why are you so irritating? I tried to respect you, I really do. Well, sometimes you’re so good to be true, which I think is to let others know how good you are, to show others the angelic side of you. But, it doesn’t work for me, or us, who’ve seen this show for n years.

I only can say that, there’s no perfect human being in this world.

You say it best, when you say nothing at all. And I mean really nothing.

Bye.

::kuanru:: signing off

~ Halitosis ~

I’m now superly pissed off, if there’s other more powerful words to replace super? You’re welcome to give suggestions. Please allow me, mchcb@#$%^&...

*feeling better, thank you*

I have had enough with people who’ve halitosis (it’s a metaphor here), no offence. Halitosis, introduced by one of my former tutor, to describe one who’v'd bad mouth, who likes to humiliate others publicly or secretly. That’s what happened to me today, or in fact, always.

Okay, I need to know how to handle these people, no matter who they are, relatives, fiends, non friends, strangers or what so ever. FYI, my friends won’t humiliate. Parents and siblings won’t. Why should a stranger humiliates me, if they do, who cares???

I know, low education, and again, no offence here, is not an excuse. Some people just love to mix with the elites, and they should know the rules. Oops, I’m not an elite, that’s why. Now I know the reason.

I can’t slap them on their face or humiliates back or do anything impolite, can I? Is there any revenge in a polite way? Of course besides blogging it out, which doesn’t seems to be any polite?

I’m so pissed off with this kind of people. How long am I going to face them?

::kuanru:: signing off

I've nothing to say, blogging is not a way to pour my feelings into anymore. I need to care who reads it, who feels it, who feels hurt after reading it, and those who feels it will start spreading rumours and cry their heart out pretending innocent, and me, will become the lion bullying a rabbit (catch the metophor).

Bla bla bla...i'm done..

::kuanru:: signing off

~ Leave Me Alone ~

Suddenly, i feels like locking myself inside the closet.

As time pass, i feels the urge of tension coming towards me. I've been asking myself endlessly, 'ok, what next?'. It's July, i've been practically doing nothing for a month, besides those little stuff which i think useful. But after those 'useful' stuff, i'll be asking myself again, 'ok, what next?'.
Parents have been 'encouraging' me to do my postgrad at Australia. But the fee is not cheap compared to the locals. I know, the value of the cert is different. So? When people see certificate from Australia, like University of XXX, they will go 'oooh and ahhh', when people see certificate from Malaysia, like Universiti XXX (note the 'y' and 'i' of university), i think they'll just ignore although both of them were certified Master Degree. Agree?

That's why.

I totally agree that it's better to have experience out there. I want to. I'm still young and lots of opportunity. But halo, the fee is 4 or 5 times more expensive than local U's, plus the loan i owe, the installment, with the salary of a fresh grad. You see...? My concern? Those uncles and aunties will say, why not go Aus? My daughter or my son, or whose daughter or whose son were studying there, they were good. But, that is Degree. See? They pay for once, and get a paper same level as mine, and people were bugging around. And now i realize, why people have chose twinning programme in the first place.

Okay, right now, I've decided, local U's that is. After one and a half year, get some working experience, do my PhD or another Master Degree oversea, or have a work or whatever there, for a year. Experience huh...makes me nuts.

Micheal Jackson's 'You're Not Alone' used to work on me, but now? not anymore. Guess he brings the song away from me together with him.

::kuanru:: signing off

~ Wonderful Weekends ~

Frequently asked question to the boyfriend ‘what are we going to do this weekend?’ Almost every weekends, we have to crack our head on what to do together, unless I’m not around KL. *winks*

Time Square? (we’re there almost every Sundays)
Somewhere nearer like Mid Valley, One U, or….?? (too boring)
Park? (we don’t need a weekend to go to a park)
Genting? (har…..)

Genting – City of Entertainment that is. With a little presents from Genting to the Gemini boyfriend, one free room, 2 tickets to DREAMZ (I’ve been longing for that show ever since the team came to Malaysia), and free K-lunch or K-dinner at Be A Star, we did SAVE a lot.

It was a well-planned journey this time. The excited us (or the more excited boyfriend – everyone knows what to do at Genting beside the theme parks if it’s not casino, and the cool breeze counts too) made our moves at 7am. Tried cable car route this time, which I swear, I won’t be using cable car again next time, unless necessary, it will still be my last resort tho’. I don’t know where my height phobia came from. Reached around 9am. Get the DREAMZ ticket, wristbands, and off to the theme parks.

First stop – the Beryls’ Chocolate Wonderland.

I make myself feels like Alice, as in Alice in Wonderland. Imagine Alice in Wonderland, with colorful mushrooms and flowers, pots and pots of chocolate (of course made of stones). Colorful stuff makes people happy, agree? Taking picture is a must.

Sorry, only me in the picture, so bare with it, kay? *wink*. The boyfriend prefers to remain anonymous. *big grin*. There’s a varieties of chocolates from Beryls’, from white to dark. Who can resist it?

Next, thrill rides, Spinner, Pirate’s Ship (if that’s what it’s called), Rollercoaster. Mentioned above, height phobias. I screamed all the way for every thrill rides, wanting to get off immediately. Scary, and lots of fun at the same time. Pictures with parrots, just for fun. Clowns. Fun fare games, whereby you throw balls or darts to try your luck. Musical fountain in the evening. Walking around Outdoor Theme Park around 7 to 8 with the lights on is my first time experience. The experience during the night is different from the day. I swear. *wink*

At night, Indoor Theme Park of course. DREAMZ at 9pm. Excited, excited, excited. Great live bands, dances are well choreographed, white tigers, white lions, magic, acrobatic performances, etc. I didn’t manage to take any photos of the animals, it cost RM60 per shot which I think it’s quite expensive. For me, the white lion is rather skinny than imagined, as I can saw his ribs even from the back of The Pavilion. A must watch show.

Later that night, a visit to the world of reality - casino. A lot of ‘picture’ or ‘black jack’ (mostly uncle shouting), ‘triak, triak, triak’ (sound of the chips), ‘ding, ding, ding’ (sound of the bell). Like the k-drama All In. I love it went they say ‘card for banker, card for player’, or ‘no bet please’, or the way they say those ‘magical’ terms. Although I don’t gamble, and don’t care whether it’s Roulette Wheel or Black Jack, I still love going to Casino, observing those people possessed by the ‘evil’ of wealth and so-call-luck.

Next day, breakfast at Vietnam House. I’m not going to say that the food is perfect, but I did not expect it to be that good.

Highly recommend the coffee with milk, and the popiah. The popiah skin is very much different from the Malaysia popiah skin. Vietnamese popiah is more Q. There’s this sauce to go with that popiah.

This coffee is kao (thick) enough. Kopi Kao Kao…

Had this bowl of Gu Bak Mee (Beef noodles). It was just Okay… Behind that was the legendary popiah.

The boyfriend had this fried rice with 3 cute fried bird eggs on top. He finished the food before I remembered to take the photo. Guess he’s hungry.

Have some games at Genting Hotel before we head back to Kay Ell. It’s a must to win back something from Genting.

Won this big prize by the boyfriend's lucky hands. *Big Big Grin*

Thanks for the wonderful weekends. :D

::kuanru:: signing off

~ Connie Talbot ~

As usual, when I’ve nothing to do, I do really wuliao stuff. I search for Connie Talbot from youtube.

Load the videos and hear her sings. She’s a god’s gift, to her parents and to the world.

8 year old singer. Sings like an angel, so pure and beautiful. It touches my heart and makes me cry everytime I hear her sing ‘somewhere over the rainbow’ and ‘you raise me up’. She’s so adorable. Look at her smile. Oh my goodness. An innocent one. Full with hope.

The audience were totally silence just to listen to every word she sings. I love her. I really do… Thumbs up to Connie Talbot.

Do they sell her album in Malaysia?

::kuanru:: signing off