Officially 22

I am 22.

I am really 22... and next year I will be 23... and the year after next year I will be 24...

I have never thought that birthday could be a dreadful thing. A few days ago, one of my colleague was complaining about having to accompany her 5 year old daughter to a birthday party at McDonald's. I have a confession. When I was 7, my parents threw me a birthday party at McDonald's. I did not remember much about the event. All I can remember was I threw a tantrum just before the party cause I thought my birthday dress was shit. I also recalled that the party host made me and a boy (who happened to be hottest boy in the entire second grade) balance a crystal ball on our foreheads whilst dancing to the music. I also remembered I got many presents and I purposely did not invite some of the kids in my class. I remembered one boy approached me and he asked me for his invitation and I cruelly said to him, "I am not inviting you because you SMELL". The poor boy cried for one hour and my teacher had to call his parents. I was a BITCH.

I did not have any more parties for my birthdays until my 17th one. Back in my home country, 17th birthday party is huge for girls. The tradition is that 17th birthday party is supposed to be the second biggest party in your life to your wedding. And I really mean it when I said "big party". Most of the girls at my school would hire a ballroom at five star hotels and invite at least 500 people. Not to mention, live performances and top quality caterers. Being the anti-consumerism, human rights activist, regular participants in debating competitions, I declined the offer of a big party. I instead opt for a yakiniku dinner with 50 of my closest friends. I remember I was really happy back then. I was loved in return by this boy. I remembered I got together with him just 10 days after my birthday. He wanted me to get engaged with me a month after we got together and he wanted me to marry him on 20 October 2010 (that would be exactly 7 years of relationship). I know this sounds really sweet except... I realized I had lost my feelings for him about a week after we got together -_-

So here I am now 22... And suddenly, birthday is not such a big deal for me anymore. Ever since I came to Melbourne, I always have friends surprising me for my birthdays. This time around, it is different and the strange thing is... I felt different as well... For the first time ever, I don't see birthday as a big deal anymore. I would usually stay awake until midnight but this time around, I fell asleep at 10.30 pm as I had to work early in the morning the next day. I put my phone on silent so that I would not be disrupted by calls and messages. And, I did the right thing. The next morning, I got messages and calls on both my mobiles... a majority of them were around midnite. Anyways, I am glad that a lot of people do remember and do care. Most of my friends had already graduated and they are all very busy with work and other affairs. Thanks for remembering guys especially my friends who are overseas :)

I do realize, however, that I started to see birthday as an unpleasant thing. I am getting older. The other day, I was screaming in my boyfriend's car. Although I have yet to see any visible signs of aging, I am seriously considering purchasing an anti-wrinkle cream... As one of the ad said, once you are in your twenties, you could be prone to the first signs of aging -_- I am being paranoid, am I? Anyways, hopefully you are not bored my rantings. I just happen to be this VERY OPINIONATED girl.

And so...

When I was younger, I have always imagined graduation as this AWESOME thing. I imagine my parents, me and my sister all crying. I imagined that I would go up a stage and a super important dude from the university will hand me over the degree and the important dude will tell me to go out there and be someone important.

As a matter of fact, I was not exactly looking forward to my graduation... I did not exactly find it as how I imagined it to be when I was younger. Some of my friends were super excited when faced with the prospect of graduation. When they received their invitation to graduate, they would be jumping in excitement and they will start reading the instructions for Graduation Day religiously as if it is some sort of a Bible.

When I received my graduation invitation, I quickly put it aside and totally forgot about it. Two days before the ceremony itself, I realised that I have lost the paper. You would not believe what happen. I actually thought that you are supposed to pick up the regalia and bring it home and then bring it home and wear it on your way to graduation ceremony -_- I got to Union House at about 1 pm wearing my jeans and jumper. I bumped into a friend who was already dressed up for the graduation ceremony. Imagine her shocked when she saw me in my casual jumper.

It was 1.30 pm and the regalia centre will shut at exactly 3 pm. Thankfully, I live just around the corner from uni. So I rushed back home, called my parents on the way and told them to get ready and be at uni ASAP. In the end, I managed to go home, get changed, wear my make up and get back to uni by 2.30 pm. I took some pictures with my family and boyfriend. My dad brought along his video camera. I personally think that he is more excited about my graduation more than I do.

This year has truly been a flower year for me, I have never exactly gotten any flowers from anyone before in my life. I got one when I was staying at the hospital, got another one for Valentine's Day and got three for my graduation. Anyways, apart from having a big feast with my family and some friends after graduation as well as getting three flower bouquets, graduation was... I don't know... I didn't really feel anything. I have heard about people crying and all during graduation but I just couldn't feel anything. I do plan to study further in the future and I guess, it's quite normal these days for people to have more than two degrees in their lives. I have a feeling that I have a few more graduations to go in my life.

And so... what I should I do now? I really don't know... As some of you may have probably heard about this again and again, an Arts degree opens many possibilities. I mean most of my friends who did Commerce, Engineering or other professional degrees know exactly what they want to do. I am honestly clueless at this stage... I do have several career paths in mind that I want to follow but yet again... I am not sure whether I have what it takes to follow those career path. I guess I am still young and I still have a long way to go. I just hope that I will be able to do well in the future.

Me in The Age

There are some rare (ahem) days when I become super vain ^_^ One of those days is TODAY. A while ago, a journalist from The Age wanted to interview for his article on international students. I was super excited when I heard the prospect of me appearing in a national media. Having your name mentioned in a national media does not exactly happen everyday.

So, in the spirit of super vanity, here's the Epicure article with mentioning of me:
http://www.theage.com.au/news/epicure/a-laminex-table-for-two/2007/07/30/1185647779909.html

I was supposed to get my picture taken for the article but since there was not enough time, my picture was not included in the article in the end :(

To me, the most captivating part of this experience is not actually the fact that my name get mentioned in a national media. It is actually how Michael described me in his article based on our conversation. He described me as a girl who "loves her food" and "never skips a meal".

As a Media graduate, I have been learning about the art of journalism for years. A significant part of my studies is focused on the object of media. Media's recent focus on the rich and famous suggest our obsession as society towards the rich and famous. It's just weird how after studying "the object of the media" for a few years now I become an "object" myself.

A little bit about my past

As I slid my final essay into the essay box at the Arts Centre, I realised that tertiary education has come to an end. These days, I find myself working two jobs to cover the cost of hiring an expensive migration agent, preparing the last bits of an event that I am helping out with as well as juggling my social life on top of all of these...

I am working at this place where my supervisor is super cool and he does not mind the employees talking to each other as long as we do our job right. These past few days, I have been sitting next to a good friend of mine who had been with me through my ups and downs. Anyways, my job is super boring as it mainly involves pressing ones and zeros. One for correct and zero for wrong. My friend's love life is kind of in a "turmoil". Because of this particular situation of hers, we can't help but we started discussing about our past relationships...

I was suddenly reminded of my past relationships... all of the ups and downs... the good times and the bad times... the boys I have dated in the past. It's really weird when I thought about the boys I have dated in the past... I just realised how each and every one of them differs to each other... especially in terms of character. I once read a Cosmopolitan article and the article said that men tend to date similar type of women in their life but women usually goes for different types of guys because they don't want to repeat the same mistake.

I see some truth in that article. Last year when I went back to my home country for holidays, I bumped into my ex. This ex of mine was the guy that at some point in my life, I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. When I bumped into this ex of mine, I was shocked. He has not changed much but I think I have. I no longer looked at him the way I did. Long ago, I looked up to him with lots of admiration. Now, I look at him and I just could not understand how I once fell for this guy. I finally see why my parents were so against my relationship with him back then.

Fast forward to the future, I was ringing some friends that I have not seen in ages to persuade them to attend a friend's farewell party. Althought it seems that the people that I ring already have some other plans (which comes as no surprise as I ring them the night before the event), it was good to speak to them and see how they are doing. I realised that it is not only my life that had changed a lot within these past four years but my friends had changed a lot too. And then, in the spirit of memorabillia, I logged into my friendster account and visited profiles that I have not visited in a while.

And then I stumbled upon that profile... a profile that i had not visited for a very2 long time... a profile that I once avoided because I was too upset to see. Things have changed, I can now look at that profile and realise that I have done the right thing. I was bitter back then. I was bitter when I found out that he cheated on me with a girl (who not only according to me but according to many people) is shorter and uglier than me and not to mention her command of grammar is far worse than mine. I stayed bitter until I learnt something from my friend. I realised that I never really looked up to my ex... I just can't... despite of his good qualities, he brags about non-existent things in his life making it impossible to appreciate such person. He needed someone who would constantly flatter him and look up to him not someone who outshines him. I was no longer bitter from that point on.

I remembered his final words "You will find someone but I can't promise you that it will be someone better than me". Oh My, still the same arrogant person up until the end. Seriously dude, get over yourself. There's a reason why arrogance is one of the seven deadly sins. And as for me, I dated several guys after that failed relationship. I am currently seeing a guy right now and at the moment, he is the best for me.

Been wanting to write about this for a long time. I know that the ending of this blog sounds really mean and vengeful. But hey, freedom of expression is one of the basic rights of internet users and hey, i do keep his identity a secret. Fortunately, most of the people in my current life are either unaware or no longer aware of this person. There is a reason why my blog is titled no saints nor sinners... I am a flawed human being... As committed as I am to doing more good deeds in life, I can't help my occassional b*tchings. My previous posts have been way too nice and I do feel I need to write something... mean... once in a while.

Growing up

Last year, I was on MSN when I saw one of my friend from Korea wrote "Graduation: The Unbearable Heaviness of Growing up". The sentence struck me back then. I realised that the next semester could be my final semester at the university and perhaps my last six months in Melbourne.

Right now, I am writing the last few hundred words of my assignment. Suddenly I got a flash back of three years ago when I went for my first day at Melbourne University. I was super excited in embracing uni life. I remember sitting down at the union house with some other former Trinity College students who are planning to study Arts as well. 96,000 words, 16 oral presentations and 500 references later... this is my final step towards graduation.

I have asked this question before over and over again to some of my friends and now I could not believe that I actually have to answer this question "What will you do after graduation ?". A while ago, I was distressed because I felt that I was not ready yet in leaving this country. I did a translator test that I thought I was going to fail. In the end, I passed the test and this means I can obtain my residency in Australia.

Although things are currently looking good on the surface for me, I am facing a major dilemma. I am working two jobs at the moment and soon, I will be working three jobs. Two of these three jobs are contract and as soon as the project concludes, I will have to seek other jobs. The last job is a casual job with good pay but really little hours. For one of the projects that I am undertaking, I feel like I am not doing a good job and I secretly despise both of my project works.

I did a shift today and I felt like I was the worst performer of the day. But then, I recall my first shifts back at Hungry Jack's two years ago. I remembered I was not the best performer back then but I worked hard and in the end, I was a valuable staff member to the company. I realise:

" I know for sure that I will suck for the first few shifts... But, if I don't do this job and work hard, I will never learn. I will work hard and learn until I get it right and I will do a good job in the end"

Anyways, hopefully I will do better for my next shifts. And hopefully, I will know what I want to do and I will choose my career path wisely. My biggest fear right now is not being able to find a job or even worse, doing a job that I am not meant to do. There is nothing worse than coming to work everyday, knowing that This is not what I want to do in life.

Also, there is always the option for further studies... And there is one question that like or not, I will have to answer one day. Should I stay in Australia forever or should I go one day? When I came to this country four years ago, I missed my home country and my childhood friends badly. I did not want to leave my home country and back then, I wished I had never left. Months later, I discovered that I had fallen in love with Australia. I love the feeling of being able to walk around and take public transport without the fear of getting nabbed. The people, the food, the education system and the working conditions that are generally fairer than in Indonesia had won my heart. Above everything else, I had fallen in love with some of the people here. I just could not imagine leaving the country at the moment.

However, I am also quite reluctant to stay here. I have met many people who are struggling for jobs here and in the end, these people had to go back to their home countries. Despite of receiving the accrediation as a translator, English is still my second language and I am still far behind in comparison to native speakers of the language. I also miss my friends and family back in Indonesia. No matter how many new people I have fallen in love with, the people I grew up with will always have a special place in my heart.

"I wish that everything will be allrite for me and I wish you all the best with your future endeavours..."

To friends and family back in my hometown: I am not sure whether you will be reading this or not but I will not be able to come back home for a short while. All of you will always be in my heart no matter what and I hope I am in yours too...

David Tao

Of all the subject that I am planning to write on, I can not think of anything else to write other than David Tao. This perhaps, has mark my decline in writing quality blogs -_-

When I was in high school, I was somewhat against all Mandarin songs... the reason why was because I DID NOT UNDERSTAND A SINGLE WORD!!! Anyways, I went overseas to study four years ago and then, something happened to me. I WAS CONVERTED. My first housemate here is an Asian song freak... in fact she refuses to listen to anything English. And then, my other housemates are all Asian song freaks -_- As a result, I started to listen to Mandarin songs (it was not voluntarily, it was more because they are playing the music when I was there and of course I could not ask them to turn it off).

One day, my former housemate played this song called "Pu Tong Peng You" by Mr. David Tao. As soon as I heard the song, I was... CONVERTED. I just could not get the song out of my head eventhough I did not understand a single word. It was so funny, I thought the song was about a guy who just wanted to be a friend with this girl. Turned out, it was the other way around. The dude want to be with the girl but the girl just want him as a "normal friend".

Anyways, I liked some of his other songs (not all of them). Weirdy enough, most of his songs are apparently about broken hearts (my friends told me of course). The weird things is that having heard some of his songs, I never actually know how he looked like... until a few minutes ago. Driven by curiosity, I decided to find his picture using Google Image Search. My ex once told me that David Tao is a great singer but he lacks in term of looks. And I found some pictures of him..

The picture above is probably... one of the very few pictures of him where he looked... eh normal somewhat... the other ones are him with super tight shirts and sleveless tops. Maybe I am weird, but I am anti guys who wears super tight shirts and sleveless tops... and for this thing, I SHALL NEVER BE CONVERTED.

Mr. David Tao is not my type of good looking but he does have a good voice and he sings some good songs. Eventhough I will probably never watch his video clips especially video clips where he wear sleveless tops and tight shirts, I will listen to his songs. I'll be doing a certificate in mandarin next year but on the mean time, if he sings a good song no matter what it is about... I will listen to it. He can sing about poo and I will still listen to it. Beside, it's not like I will understand anything :p

Event Management 101: Finding Sponsorship

Hi everyone,

Remember the event project that made me write that previous depressing post ? Btw, before I start complaining about random things as usual, someone actually read my blog and he left a really nice comment... Thanks, stranger. That's really sweet of u :)

ANYWAYS, a few days ago, I had this super serious meeting with the other group members in the even project team. And then, we got into this serious discussion... Apparently, a supposedly major sponsor had turned us down because they do not have the resources or something like that... So after a long long discussion, it was decided that eventhough it was not originally my responsibility, I and another girl had to help out with finding sponsors -_-

Finding sponsors... is a weird thing... to be honest, I have never really done it before... I mean I remember helping out my friends finding sponsor back in Indo but my friend did most of the talking. My (definitely going to be successful one day) best buddy from my hometown decided to organise a concert. And it was not just a normal concert, he actually invited a really famous singer and people had to pay quite a lot to attend the concert. I accompanied him when he went from one company to another to request sponsorship. I was really surprised with my best buddy's negotiation skill... He gets all the sponsors that he needed... In the end, he and the other people in the management team did not earn that much money but hey, at least they still made some money.

I guess when I go back to my hometown and I would organise something, it will be much easier to find sponsors. I can always ask my dad (hohoho) and he would have the connections and then his connections would (in most cases) be more than happy to sponsor us... It's all about networking... Here, in this foreign country where my daddy basically do not know anyone, I am on my own -_-

I have started emailing some companies for sponsorship... I got all the condom and tampons companies... -_- It's kind of a weird experience going to a website for a condom brand. Most of these websites are filled with additional guides on "how to choose the best condom" or "what is the best sex position for you" or whatever... I just hope that no one will log into my computer and get the wrong idea when they go to google and find "condom australia" in the history of search >_<

When I was about to email some of the condom companies... I was thinking of how I should phrase my email so that it would not sound weird. I mean I can't write something like:

Dear Company X,

Can you please send me 1000 samples of condoms ?


-_- That sounds way too weird... Anyways, I came up with a good letter (I found a good letter template)... I have sent some emails to several companies and hopefully I will hear back from them soon... hopefully the reply will be positive. And hopefully, the team will be able to raise enough sponsorship for the event :)

Have you ever...?

Have you ever felt like giving up ?

Have you ever regretted doing something ?

Most people w0uld answer YES to both question... if not then
you are probably an extremely optimistic person.

Final assignments, Global Village, whether i can stay here or
not after I graduate, the anxiety of waiting for my translator test results,
plus some other personal problems... I just feel like I am reaching my
limit...

When I joined AIESEC and I was accepted in the committee, I was
really excited. I became somewhat attached to the organisation... I finally
understand why some of the members are really dedicated to the organisation.

A while ago when an opportunity to take up extra
responsibilities arise, I raised my hand... And right now, I feel like I should
not have raised my hand.

The emails and phone calls that were ignored... The fact that
nothing seems to be working as planned... this has really put a major pressure
on me... For the first time ever since I took up this project, I felt like maybe I am not as strong as I like myself to be... I am really scared I will not be able to do a good job

I hope I can somewhat get through all of this... I hope I will be able to do a good job because I hate failing... I hope YOU will understand and be more supportive...

Above everything else, I hope YOU really mean everything that YOU have said

A proud supporter of Be Ugly campaign

For those of you who have not watched Ugly Betty yet, I really recommend you to watch it. I love Ugly Betty!!! And I can totally understand why the show becomes such a hit in the US and in many other countries. I am sure that many girls (I know I am) could relate to Betty's character. An "unpretty" girl (although the real girl playing the character is far prettier than her character in the movie) with a big heart and with talent stuck in an environment filled with bitchy, skinny and attractive girls.

Inspired by the movie Ugly Betty, Be Ugly 2007 campaign is just one of the many campaigns out there that attempts to change the perception of beauty. In this modern days, we are supposed to be realistic and sensible people who judge others based on intelligence and character. Unfortunately, it turned out that most of us are still shallow people and this is really concerning.

Have you every had those days when you are just not looking that best on that day? Have you ever had a bad haircut or worn a horrible outfit ? Do you sometimes feel that people are nicer to you when you look your best ? I would answer yes to all of those. Being a constant victim of beauty and fashion, I do realise that some people treat me nicely when I look better.

Flashback to a few years ago, there was this guy who is a friend of my friend. He was not attractive but he is damn rich so he got this super nice red sports car. Anyways, his friend introduced me to him and he thought I was good looking (hohoho). But then, I had the DISASTROUS haircut and I looked like an Egyptian slave (I'm talking about 1 cm fringe... I literally mean it!). I wouldn't go into too much detail about the disastrous haircut but what happen was I got kidnapped by this Italian hairdresser who forced me to be his guinea pig. He gave me really nice layers but when he got to the fringe... that's when it became a disaster. Anyways the guy with the red car saw my new haircut and the way he treated me just changed drastically. He actually insulted my haircut ON MY FACE (btw to the dude with the red car: you are damn ugly and not to mention you're not that smart... the only reason girls stick to you is because you drive them in that red car of yours... take the red car away from you and you're just a hopeless stupid guy). Fast forward one year ahead, my hair has grown and I got a haircut from a good Korean hairdresser and he bumped into me. Suddenly he become super nice and he started calling me on MSN. What an AS*H***!!!!!!

People, if you judge other based on their looks... then think about this:
NO MATTER HOW GOOD LOOKING SOMEONE IS THEY ARE GOING TO GROW OLD AND UGLY ANYWAY. On the surface, some people might look better than the other but you take off the surface and we are all the same inside. Think about this, you be together with someone super good looking but at the same time super dumb or super not nice... you're not going to be happy TRUST ME! Sure it feels great if you have a good looking partner that you can brag about but if that's the only thing that you look in your partner... then prepare to be disappointed coz beauty fades away... and when it fades, it fades away FAST

The other reason why we should all not judge people based on looks too much is we might not realise the harms that we are causing to these other people. Why do you think people become anorexic ? Why do you think people suffer from skin cancer and sunburn ? And why do you think some people pile up so much make up on their face ? Bad news people btw, you might wear the most expensive make up brand in the world... but those make up (whatever natural ingredients the producer claim)... if you put them on everytime in large amount... they won't do you good. Why do you think dermatologist emphasises the importance of keeping your face clean ? Anyways, our obsession on looks has caused all of these problems.

Same things goes to people who are worried too much about how they look like.... Look, no matter how hard you try... we're all going to be uglier as we are getting older. You can put on the most expensive cream or undergo plastic surgery or whatever... but you will still get older and there will always be people who are much more good looking than you. Let me put it this way, if your partner like you merely because of how you look like... then I suggest you find a new partner. Coz when you get old and the looks fades away, your partner will most likely try to find a better looking person. Find a partner who really appreciates you because of who you are... because of what is underneath the surface.

Am I too idealistic? Maybe... Look wise, I think I am just so so... There are some people who like how I look like and sometimes, it does feel good when people like how you look like. Anyways, one of the sweetest thing that I've ever heard from a guy is this:
"I've always known that you are good looking but I didn't give a shit about you at all back then... I started noticing you when I got to know you. I know you look good but that's not the reason why I like you... I like you because I know behind the looks that you possess is a smart girl with a big heart".

Don't you think that these words sounds much better than "I like you because you're attractive"?

From the bottom of the broken hearts

July 2006

She did not know what went wrong... She did notice that something was wrong... he was not the same guy... the guy who always came down the escalator when she was about to finish her shift... the guy who did not take his tea break just to walk her safely to the tram stop and wait for her tram to come. Something was indeed wrong... She had been crying for the past couple of days. And that Saturday, he finally told her that he had to go back to Taiwan. She did not know what to say. Part of her wanted to smack him and blame him to have somewhat suggested that he would never leave her. Knowing the reasons of him having to return, though, made her realise that it was not his fault and it was just as hard for him and that liked it or not she had to let him go.

They both cried together... He said it was hard... He said it was hard because he did not want to go back and he did not want to leave her. And he told her that no matter what she will always be an important part of her life. She told him that she needed time off but she wanted to remain friends with him. She walked out of his apartment, her second home for the past few months. As she was walking, the rain started pouring.. and she forgot her key last nite... To her shock, her housemate also forgot her key and she was outside as well... She was locked out -_- She walked to the real estate agent but of course it was closed because it was a Saturday... She called him because she did not know who else to call other than him. When he opened the door, he was shocked to see her soaking wet. He did offer her an umbrella before but she refused and lied to him that she brought an umbrella with her.

He made her some hot tea and some meal. And she started crying again when he did so. This was because she realised the feelings were still there. He was playing some songs by David Tao, songs that they both liked and had listened together. He then changed it to Mariah Carey. Which didn't help by the way, because the song was "Always be my baby" -_- In the end, her housemate phoned and told her that she had already called a locksmith and she could go back and enter her flat. So she went home and he watched her as she left and waited for the elevator like he always did.

August 2006

Time flies and she is still in love with him. He wanted to be her ball partner but her friends banned him from the ball because they wanted her to get over him. He called her before the ball and asked her to send the pictures to him because he wanted to see how she looked like. She did have some fun at the ball and a cute guy asked her for her number. However, she could only think of him and how much she missed him and how much she wished that he is right there with her.

September 2006

Guess what, she could not get over him... They still meet up and when they meet up they still act like a couple until now. She tried to keep herself busy with friends and assignments and work but still, she missed him.

October 2006

She turned 21 that month. She invited him for her birthday. It was kind of awkward as he was the only Taiwanese in the room and he did not really know her friends. But she took some pictures with him. After the party finished, she received a message on her way home. The message was from him. He said that she looked stunning and that he thanked her for inviting him. She had been happy for the past few days because everyone remembered her birthday and she got many surprises. She realised at that point that she missed him and it was always been him that she wanted to be with. So she cried again. And everyone told her that she should just forget about him as he is not going to stay anyway. But she could not...

November 2006

They argued big time... She doubted his feeling and she really wanted to give long distance relationship a shot... But he was not keen on the idea as both him and her had tried long distance before and both failed their past relationships. They did not speak to each other until one day she rang him... She realised that they did not have much time together as he is leaving at the end of November and she would be leaving a week before him to her home country for holidays. He told her that he could never be angry to her no matter what because he knew that she cared about him a lot. That night she went to a birthday party of former colleague. She was having so much fun... in fact she almost hooked up with another guy... But then he surprised her by showing up. She knows it was kind of bitchy but as soon as he showed up... she knew that she was a bit drunk and she realised that the one she really wanted to be with was him. He approached her and when he saw her with another guy, he went to another corner. She left the other guy and approached him. He told her that he missed her a lot and they hugged. The next few days, they went out together several times.

On the day before her last day, they went to the beach. At the end of the day, they were both sitting inside the car at her car park. She started crying and he felt really bad because he could not do anything. They promised each other that they would always be friends. As she walked up that stairs, he was looking at her through his car window... the way he always looked at her when she left his apartment and waited for the elevator.

December 2006

She was back in her hometown. She missed him a lot. She cried almost everyday. She tried to catch up with old friends and have fun. But she still miss him anyway. She prayed and hoped that he would hate Taiwan and come back.

January 2007

She was back from her holidays. She has not been feeling well for a while until that day... she fell ill and was hospitalised... on the second day at the hospital, her phone ring. It was him. He did not know that she was at the hospital. He told her that he was not happy in Taiwan. She was hoping that he would be back.

After she was out from the hospital, they spoke a few times online. She realised that he was not going back after all. She was sad but she realised that it is time to move on.

February 2007

There was this guy that she kind of liked and he asked her out for dinner. After shutting down herself for the past half year, she decided to go out. She went out with him several times and she realised that she liked him. He told her that he liked her and he wanted her to be his girlfriend. She told him she felt the same way. They got together and they are still together now.


To all the broken hearted people out there,

Sometimes life sux big time... you really like this person and the next thing you know, this person is taken away from you and you can't do anything about it. That sux. Some people take it well, some other people go to the extreme. When I was broken hearted, my friend told me this:

"Time will heal broken hearts. It is like a bitter pill that you shallow and for some weird reason, it slides really slowly down your throat. But it is the best cure for broken hearts"

And what he told me is true... Sometimes you just have to be patience and I know it's hard. I was angry when my friend told me this... Because I wanted to feel better NOW not later!!! But in the end, things turned out allrite for me. If things turned out allrite for me, it will turn out allrite for you too :) Hopefully this eases the pain that you're feeling rite now.

love,
Entep

The Sweetest Thing :)

Some people in this world... for some weird reason, I just feel like that they deserve a kick in the arse -_- But there are also some people who can be really2 sweet :) For some weird reason, everyone were really sweet to me yesterday.

First and foremost, the people at the Voice organised a farewell lunch for me (YAY!!!). It was the first time for me to actually meet them outside work and they were all much funnier than at work. It was kind of sad but I guess I'll visit sometimes :)

Second of all, I got to know this guy friend of mine just a while ago. But he is the sweetest person EVER! Last April, I was meant to go for a state conference for AIESEC but I couldn't go because I didn't know that the state con was going to be on those dates and I had already planned a trip to Sydney >_< So I missed the state con and apparently everyone were having loads of fun (and loads of booze NOT FAIR -_-). So this friend of mine, Chris, he actually asked everyone to write messages for me in a piece of paper. And I think, it was really2 sweet for him to have done that for me. I almost cried when Mel passed the paper to me (but I didn't of course... people will think I'm overdramatising things). And btw, the messages that everyone wrote for me... were all really2 nice... and I can tell that everyone had so much fun during the conference. And, they were all sweet too... some of those people, I have never met them before but they take the time to write these messages for me and I though that was really sweet...

Last but not least, my super tired boyfriend who's been doing work the whole day, ironing his clothes and meditating to undo the damaging effect from radiation visited me last nite. I thought that it was sweet too :) considering that he's been really tired.

So I guess, it's been a good day... and I've been a good girl (or at least I think I have) but anyways, you will all see my DEVILISIH side soon... really soon... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

Btw, I've been eating a lot lately, yesterday I ate:
a digestive choco biscuit, a bowl of cereal, a slice of toast with vegemite on top, chicken and rice, krispy kreme, fish and chips, Starburts fruit jellies and not to mention that chocolate caraemel candy thing that was passed around during the meeting whatever the name was that I could not remember Fantastic or something like that AIYO I ATE A LOT!!!!! AAAAA... FAT FAT FAT

The Devilish Angel is back!!!! Muahahahaha

After deleting my first blog and abandoning my second blog, I have decided to start a new one. Whether this new blogging habit of mine will last or not, you just have to wait and see.

Currently, I am in the middle of my work experience at a public relations firm. In the midst of boringness... considering i am doing nothing other than checking my emails every 10 mins and checking websites that I have recently become addicted to (gofugyourself and perezhilton).

I finally finished my final draft of my 6-page glossy brochure of the media guide that I had been designing for the past 2 months >_< According to the publishing dude, he will be printing like 1000 brochures (yay!) and all of them will be laminated (I know, I am BORING).

For those of you who loved (or despised) my previous blogs, you might be wondering how I am doing rite now. Well, I'm STRESSED OUT!!! Final assignments are due in about 2-3 weeks and I have not really done anything (bright side: at least these days I start to think about my assignment 2-3 weeks before hand, i used to start thinking about them like 12 hours before they are due).

Oya, I'm in my final semester. Provided that I pass everything this semester (I have never failed any subjects and like what I usually say to other people, now is seriously not the best time to start failing >_<), I will oficially earn my BA (Media and Comm) title in less than 3 months.

OTHER THING THAT STRESSES ME OUT LATELY:

• Employment outcomes after I graduate
• GLOBAL VILLAGE 2007: Sent out 56 emails to like 56 community organisations each email different from another within one nite -_- and the next day, 2 organisations replied. Apparently it takes them like at least a year until they actually reply. Will start bugging them via phone 2morrow. Seriously guys, we are offering you like free public relations opportunity -_-
• Kenny calling me last nite I don't know what time but I was already in the lalala land... to ask me what my aiesec email address is GRRRRRRR.... I forgive Kenny though for appreciating my ideas. He told me that I am wasting my time studying Arts and that I should be studying business because he thinks i am good at it?????
• Being too busy with studies and haven't seen some friends in a while

Btw, bumped into Sandy (a close friend I haven't seen since the 1st day at uni and I still got his jacket hohoho and his Arsenal Soccer shirt). Sandy becomes super skinny after a few months only... Gain some kilos san and trust me, you will become HOT!

I got interviewed today btw (YAY!) but I am not sure yet about my interview outcomes... hopefully I'll get the job because it's good money hehehehe... Anyways that's it for my super boring first post.