This is it

I have merged so chuppaquoi and go chuppaquoi together so it makes managing easier for me. This space is officially deserted.

i'm keeping things here for memory's sake.

if you are still keen, i have moved to http://journalsoulivres.blogspot.com

All i really wanna do

right now is to buy a cheap airticket get someone to take class attendance for me and go getaway for a week. anywhere will do, ok maybe not everywhere. not w the sun.

to me, cold and gloomy is romance.

and it seems this blog is still read by a couple of people. not that i am complaining. but i am definitely more motivated to blog. 

I know that it sucks 

that i haven't blogged for the longest time and once i am back i am complaining like a rotten old hag. but sigh! I swear i have converted to writing a diary whenever it has anything to do with whining, complaints, anger and just wholesome unhappiness.

but i'm so tired from a whole day of school and then work, i just cannot be bothered to do the writing shit nemore. And i am taking a chance that no one will still be reading this stagnant for too long blog of mine anymore which means i can rant as much as i like.

you know, twitting or facebook status updates are no longer safe! lol.

i'm trying to be not evil here cus i really do not want to fight. there are of cus things worth fighting for and about, but THIS is so not one of them. Not saying that im unreasonable or my cause is stupid kay. just that all women are petty.

and all i am feeling is a tad of buaysong-ness that * planned his days without me in consideration and reported his perfectly laid out plans to me- on my blackberry. I really wanna scream but i tell myself to let it go. (AGAIN???) yes, let the fucking shit go cus its so miserable i should ignore it. 

But is it a small thing?

what if i planned my days like that?

"i'm having a manicure on friday then im meeting XX and YY, then Sat im going to work halfday and then maybe go club with VVV"

dunno about u but i was thinking... "uhhh ok, thats cool, nothing's wrong with meeting up with your friends and having some me-time but WTF about me?"

at least pretend abit la.

like ask me if i have plans. 

and im frustrated cus i make effort to make sure he doesnt have nth to do, but he is not one bit concerned about me not having anything to do when he is filling out his organizer.

oh bitterheart my bitterheart, tries to keep it all inside... ....

Everyone

is like freaking getting married. and they are like younger than me or my age. seriously! where did they get the money from? me and marcs have done the calculations. With the wedding dinner alone, we will be made 40k poorer ): that is alot of money.

been around looking at houses with the boy and his family. if they do get a bigger house, we will be moving in together with them after the wedding.

ahem, i wonder if i will get a proper proposal. i like surprises. haha

and him being him answered my question this way....

me: "what's your ideal honeymoon location?"

marcs: "sentosa"

me: "!!!!!"

to be honest.

 i am fuming mad and freaking upset. i am feeling totally unappreciated, much contrary to the treatment i was given in the past

i dun like to compare but i cant help feeling the difference. seriously.

im not difficult to humor all it takes is some effort and a few nice things to say. but no. i dun get that.

after all that had happened. i am not more appreciated.

i have been depreciated with time and it is so pathetic.

im leaving. bye.