Friday, November 30, 2007

things on my mind

The Rules:

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.
3. Tag eight people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let them know they've been tagged.


#1:
I have this thing with Pregnant Women; I find them no-competition beautiful. I think it's the mother's glow and the sweetness they have on their face- despite the fact that pregnancy can be a bitch. Or maybe the inner strength, that somehow only I can see. Strange? I know. I have this slight excitement for expecting mothers everytime I see them browsing through those little people's wardrobe. Super cute, and NO, it's not cause I want them myself. I'm good now, thanks.

#2:
I am allergic to modified cars. Or at least, my eyes are. I'm talking huge spoilers, freaky moaning-dinasour sounds from that tiny pipe, out of place stripes, and just plain confusing exterior decoration. And the PIMP-ish humping car as well, I'm too plain to imagine coming out from those funny builds. I do understand that everyone wants to personalize their car, but I personally think that the car is already gorgeous and nice as it is. Even a nut-size sticker on the car can grossed me. It's really, undescribable.

#3:
Why can't we just toss that thing aside and burn it? because it really is not a necessity. We wont die if we dont wear it right? Besides for a better sight of your puppies- maybe, and for that little tease, I dont understand why we should wear it for any other reason, like to work or to shops nearby? Random #3, I personally think BRA is one of world's most annoying invention. I'm speaking on behalf of women's liberation and (dont) believe me, throwing that thing will lesser the chances of getting diagnosed by Cancer (according to "reliable sources"- forwarded emails) :P

#4:
I want to go to Mexico- where Tomatoes are used the excellent perfect way! I want to try the Mojitos, Nachos, Fajitas, Burritos, Torta, Tortilla, Mexican Chocolate, and definitely, getting at least a shot (I think that's all I can take) of the land's, Tequilla! Would love to celebrate Guadalupe Festival, Day of the Dead and Carnaval- okay maybe not all at the same time. But, uh Guadalupe! Why Mexico? The pretty colours Mexico portray I must say, the smiles, the gorgeous people, the dance, THE FOOD, the FOOD, and yes the food. *blushes*

#5:
I'm sorry you'd have to know this. I appreciate you reading my public journal, but well, this is a bit disturbing to know. My menstrual cycle this month, is unusual. Or irregular we call it. It came twice this month. Or was it trice? Because the first one was somewhat a period, too? And the weirdest part is that it's separated within days. It's really strange and really dissapointing to have menstrual strangely frequent, as it restricts me doing certain things of course.

#6:
After about three weeks calling my company's customers for a survey, I realized there's one thing to be added in all the Big Shots' job description.

It's :

TRY NOT TO EVER ANSWER ANY PHONE CALLS! Really, most of them did superbly this part, they should get a raise for that wei! I actually got carried away listening to the operator waiting tone which leads to the infamous woman's voice "You have reached the voice mail." For maybe about a million of times at least. And do you know- there are waiting tones that's made up of just plain tut tut tut tut sounds but with a bit of a twist? so hillarious.

#7:
I actually am thinking of migrating. But it's definitely not this time around or even so, I am not even at least 4% sure of the idea with the four percent coming from where to start off- Singapore, Thailand, England or even Australia are amongst I thought of. I dont know, the whole idea confuses and scares every part of my body.

#8:
After quite a while of forgetting the existence of the entertainment box, I'm back in watching shows that matter. I'm currently obsessed with Amazing Race Asia 2! I love that show because I get a glimpse of other places and the cultures, admire the whole idea of compromising and using each other's strengths and weaknesses in tackling the problems, amazed by the ability to use your instincts and intelligence in a short period of time, on how luck plays a huge role in this game, and last but not least, they're just plain hot.

Teams I (actually) am rooting for:


Those fellas with the checked box are the ones I highly recommend you people to check them out. They're pretty creatures for your eyes to feast on- once in a while. My personal favourite would be the Singaporeans, the guy in the white shirt is mute-dumb but is amazingly strong and intelligent. Respecto! You should check out what kinda person the Indonesian guy is. A mighty fine, sweet, down to earth Physiotherapist, OMG!

I tag:

Denise Chhoa
Kerry Ng
Audreyh Chan
Mazidah
Caroline Chia
Lydia
Shaneil
Jasmine


Love,
Jacqkie.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

I'm not obsessed with work. But,

Personal relationships are never meant to be publicized. The new media can be an arse-hole mode of communication. Whatever you said or wrote can bite you right back on your ass. Some uncivilized lifeless beings that read your blog might use the explicit info they know about you- against you. Like he always say, "you'd never know baby, you'd never know!" Whatever I typed today may come from the bottom of my heart today, and not tomorrow's, but what matters is, it is bottom-from-my-heart special, and I must recognize it.

Some of my friends have been incredibly amazing to their other half. They'd wait for them from the train station and sending and picking them up using public transportation is, sweet.

I was in awe and spoke about it to him when I realized, that's exactly what he's been doing all this while. He's been kind enough to come all the way from college (of course not that farlah! but still) to see me every evening- and never complained about it and spent time with me for only about an hour or so, which drained both of us at the end of the day, somehow the excitement of meeting each other is always... there floating around the air around us, you know?

He'd wait for me, and despite me being undeniably worned out-ugly after a whole day of straining on the computer screen and talked to half of the world's population with their different kinds of attitude and arrogance- through the phone- he was still there with a smile on his face everytime I see him.

The fact that he wanted to see me badly with his arm alike few days ago, made me realized he's secured a place in my heart to be above any guy for now. What's sad is that I've overlooked his sacrifice of time and energy, until I started talking about other people's boyfriends' actions, when in fact the sweetest and kindest and most lovable was right infront of me all this time.

Sorry sweets, I was blind and stupid. You really are the best :)

Seven things that I have to (FREAKING HAVE TO) remember all the time;

1) Try not to hit his right arm ever again. Hit his thighs instead. :P
2) Never ask him to spoil you.... well not so much. Really, you're a woman, not a little girl.
3) Family. And then you. Assignments. And then you. His best-friends. And then you. Keep that in mind!
4) Never be spoilt like those spoilt girlfriend you heard or saw all around you.
5) Keep things simple but strong with him.
6) Compromise things. His retarded jokes (he said it himselves) and your well.. "slowness" of understanding things at times. This is just a random example by the way. Du du du.
7) Allocate some money- only for going out with him. Two separate expenses. For going out with him and other things.

Current feeling: Loved. Very very much loved. and In love. Madly. In love. Jumpy excited in Love. Too blardy..

"...you've got me feelin like a child now,
cause every time I see your bubbly face,
I get the tinglies in a silly place,
It starts in my toes, and I crinkle my nose,
where ever it goes, I always know,
that you make me smile, just stay for a while now..."


Okay okay, I'll stop here. I bet some of you are getting nauseous already.

Love,
Jacqkie.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

weekend people, weekend!

Never have i felt so desperate for the weekend until yesterday. I hate working life. I really really do. The fact that you get paid after 30 days of working your donkey ass off- drew things worst.

I am not ready for the working life. I really am not...

Something is really wrong with my body. I have been coughing and sneezing for the past two weeks now. I'm fluish, and I get major headaches once in a while. I have occasional abdomenal cramps which can be disturbingly painful at times. I couldn't sleep well most of the nights because of all these body pain and had to wake up early for work :(

Met up with Kerry, Sway, Audrey and Denise last Thursday. I love you and I miss you guys so much. Thanks for meeting up with me last Thursday. Although I was really half dead after a day's work, but everything was worth it, really.

I've been trying (very hard, believe me) to avoid cold drinks and anything sweet! But of course, i failed. I could've said no to the Long Island Teas and Kakak's coffees, but they're so inviting and silly me, I got blinded by it. and worsened by it. much much much worsened by it.

My brother's coming for the weekend. The bugger's birthday was yesterday and I bought him a Jazz cd which I'm dying to get for myself. *cries* He's 23 now, and I hate the fact that he's (we)getting older by the minute. Wish I could get back to the good ol' days when life was so much fun with him literally pulling my hair all the time and me on the other hand would betray him, by telling mummy what he's done. Oh but we still do that all the time, just not the hair and less physical, :P From my bully to my personal health consultant, I love my abang so much.

Regina Spektor tackled me with the first few lines of the song Fidelity. Mazidah, listen to that song and you'll get what I mean. It reminds me of things that I dwell upon too much. TOO freaking MUCH.

Have a nice relaxing weekend everyone.

Love,
Jacqkie.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Penang!

Penang was a last minute thing. Nevertheless, I had so much fun, especially because it was exactly after finals. I was in desperate need of a vacation and of course lots of Penang food. A part of me felt like poking my arm with the chopsticks for not having any of my Penang friends' numbers to bring me out, but the bigger part of me felt surprisingly proud of myself for touring the town with Rapid Penang- only!

Hey darn awesomelarh Rapid Penang. It’s like, no matter how much you want to get lost around town (not that I want toolarh) ; you can still see Rapid Penang buses every few seconds!

I really must compliment the Penang drivers too. They were giving me ways like I was some celebrity or even a walking ambulance, really. I'm scared of automobiles, I would usually wait for all the cars to move and when I realized the next car is about a million kilometer away from me- then I would walk! Thank you- you really patient generous Penang drivers!

We went to Penang Hill the first day, I think it was last century since I last visited Penang. The usual suspects and I decided to go Penang Hill and check out things from there. "Lucky us!" It was very cloudy (is the term cloudy or hazy?) that day and all we could see was other people taking picture of them-selves and, well each other. Quite sad larh.

I was only pissed off with one thing. The fact that I know nothing about the Bersih campaign when I was in Penang was very disturbing. Mainstream didn’t cover much (REALLY NOT MUCH) of that campaign, I felt clueless, when my other intern friend started talking about it.

..Find my tiny weeny cousins. Hahahahaa.
Darn syok walking around here okay.
I dont know why my cousin took this pic. I love the Gurney Food Center though! ...we were waiting for the bus. ...but the bus came late. Of course.
Please make sense of the club's name. Slippery senoritas! *wink*


Love,
Jacqkie.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Internship

12th November 2007 (First day of Intern)

X: Hey, I'm Peeetteeerh.
Me: ........... *had on a thinking face*
X: ....? :)
Me: Did you just say PIZZA?
X: Hahahaha. Peterlah!
Me: OMG. I got freaked out for a second there.

What an excellent first impression Jacqkie. Let them know how blur you can be! *slapshead*

This is the third day of working in Mesiniaga. It has been super slow and very unproductive. I hope by today I can embark on the internal research already. Seriously, these two days were as boring as these sentences you just read.

Life's been great, with Daren by my side; my fragile blood-pumping organ is beating crazily again.

I'm pretty spoilt here. I get coffees every few hours, my other intern friend is feeding me chocolates every morning, my colleagues are seriously nice and lovable, and at most time, all I had to do is sit in front of the computer and browse Facebook. In two months time, I’ll be a huge-arse internet addict.

Wait, I shall be busy by the end of this week. So I shall be a huge-arse only. Oh dear.

Knowing that my public journal has a lot of readers is both great and, scary at times. You can’t really spill everything anymore or even if you do, you have to be responsive of what you wrote. Relevantly responsive!

Oh yeah, to all my friends in Penang, I was in Penang last weekend- Penang Road to be specific, but I had none of you guys’ contact numbers. It was a last minute thing and pictures will be up as soon as I got it.

“Memandu ikut peraturan, jangan ikut perasaan.”- Sounds familiar?

Love,
Jacqkie.

Friday, November 09, 2007

:)

Ques: What do you call a one week old inseparable couple?

Ans: A Daren and A Jacqkie.

I know this is just the beginning of everything. And dang it, right now, it's seriously the most beautiful, exciting and comfortable state I've been in- I admit. What scares me would be the thoughts of unforseen bumpy road ahead. I freaking know it's normal for a "One-Man Woman" like me to feel that way, that it blardy annoys myself sometimes.

I should give him and myself some slack and not to think too much and to just selflessly drown in-love with each other's company and affection for the time being, because well, that's all that matters. To know and love each other more and more by the second until that big fat wall of challenges grow and then maybe rethink what I just blogged today.

I think he's going to kill me for putting up the pic, either that, or he'll love me more for declaring to the world how obviously happy I am spending most of the days this week with him (*cough-EXTREMELY HAPPY*cough). To know that in such short period of time we're in need of each other- physically (ahem) and emotionally already is just plain,

...sweet, unbelievable and undescribable.

Grey Communications called me last week (OMG, DARN IT!), but I had to turn them down because I've already confirmed a placement with Mesiniaga two weeks ago. I dont really know how to look at this- I'm doing my internship in Subang, maybe about minutes away from seeing him everyday, and this is all happening beyond my control because dang it, only Mesiniaga called me for the internship placement and no other companies did.

Feels like God's a ventriloquist for putting me there and making me do what I have to do- so that I can deal with what I'm having now, without climbing any big fat wall in the infant stage of us.

If you've read my post thoroughly, thanks for noticing the word "love" and bear in mind, it's Daren & mine's definition of Love and not yours or the whole world's. :P

Just so you know Sweetie, I feel like a midget when I'm around you. I should've listen to mummy when I was still a kid when she asked me to drink milk everyday so that I'll grow taller. Darn it! Hahaha! Sorry for the randomness- it's called being HAPPY! *grins*


Love,
Jacqkie.

Friday, November 02, 2007

If you really want to know

(very very personal)

I have a presentation that gloomy Monday morning. I was half awake when I reach college and all I wanted to do when I entered the class was to present my work and go back home and sleep in. Me and some of my friends were introduced to him personally that noon. I reached home hardly remembering anything that happened that day, and passed out on my bed till 9pm. I was that tired and my life was that boring.

That was the core element of yesterday's "affair". I’d say saying ‘yes’ yesterday was the deadliest stunt in the past two years of my solitary days, knowing the fact that the other gender rarely gets my attention or, affection.

I know I owe you and even myself a long explanation. It felt just yesterday I messaged him about my Sabah trip and right now I’m already his other half. I admit on having the occasional Tom, Dick and Harry messaging me for dates and chats, but he made me entertain him in ways that I knew, he’s somewhat special.

We're closer than you think we are. We don't show it to the world what we’ve shared with each other or even what we've known about each other by the day; it was really less dramatic, less tense to keep things to ourselves and peaceful, I'd say. Even when we're together in a big group, I guess only we know how things are exactly with us and not anyone else- and this was even when we're not together yet.

I like him by the minute and it made me realize he erased my occasional crushes from my mind slowly just by looking for me every single day since the first time he messaged me. He notices things of me that I didn’t realize myself, or even sees through me, although we were evidently separated by technology at most time.

And the 7th floor incident which I can relive in my head and laugh hysterically when I think about it over and over again, catalyzed what we had.

The trickiest part of this would be publicly announcing it to best friends, close friends, family or even strangers that walk past by us every day in college. Honestly, I was really scared to tell even a single soul. It felt so much better if things were to be kept to ourselves; unfortunately, these things are not as easy as that.

I was too afraid to be judged by my close friends or even talked-about behind my back by close acquaintances about how fast things happened. I was too worried that my circle of friends would be disappointed by my decision. I was too shy to explain how he got me. I was just, too scared to know that all of you reading now could be shaking your head in disbelief and expect the worst case scenario would happen to me since almost all of you knew about my past relationships stories and yes, it's entirely my fault to be with them as the obviousness of them hurting me was like "The Donkey on the Sand".

I told him that if you’ve found everything you’ve been looking for in a girl, it doesn’t take weeks or months to fall mercilessly over her. It could even take a minute to realize that she’s your dream girl. Better if she’s (me in this case, Ahem) single! *winks*

So "liking him very much" won’t give me assurance he’s an excellent listener, someone who’ll be there through thick and thin or even will still be with me when a part of my body is amputated or something, but it is a lead to a relationship that I will soon know, I will either grow to love or hate of who he is.

Like I said in my previous post, it’s entirely my call. I know what I’m doing and all I’m asking for, is just for you, yes you, who’s reading this, to be there and hold my hand tight, hug me or do whatever it takes to console me if shit ever happens may it be in the near future or in a long run instead- of judging our actions and decisions at this time around.

Oh and DYD, thanks for appearing in my life. Thanks for making me laugh and happy these past few weeks, thanks for making me smile, thanks for making me blush inside and out again, thanks for noticing my teeth (Hahaha!), or the way i walk in Media Hub, or sweaty me during MassCollympics, thanks for taking the effort to add me in MSN and then my number and talk to me every single night without fail ever since, thanks for pestering me these past few weeks, thanks for showing me the part of you- I would never guess you have, thanks for being from just the guy in college to my close friend, thanks for being the humble guy whose looking for that humble girl and last but not least thanks for putting up with me.

I know it's been three weeks and time will tell whether you're a mistake or something beautiful.

Love,
Jacqkie.