Monday, April 30, 2012

the art of letting go


Starting a teeny tiny flame war on Facebook is probably not a very bright idea, especially since I Should Be Old Enough to Know Better. But sometimes, one cannot help but feel obliged to help people see the truth, eh? Wewo summed up Bersih 3.0 best when he asked:

What is the Best Case Scenario people are hoping for? They are not hoping for clean elections. They are hoping that Anwar Ibrahim makes Prime Minister of Malaysia. Right, as if nothing can go wrong there.

What is the Worst Case Scenario people are fearing? That BN will remain in ruling and the management methods will not change. IMHO, the party itself will change from the inside-out, clean elections or not. Change is not only necessary, but inevitable. 

Since I am already pretty set on my opinions, I have decided to stay off Facebook for the entire month of May. If you can't say anything nice, why say anything at all, eh? I also already pretty much know who I am going to vote for, and it's uncanny how in the end, my mother is always right - even when it comes to politics. (^_^); 

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Bersih 3.0, Bah.

I survived three weeks of headache, flu, cough and fever! Yay! :D

Today marked Bersih 3.0. Disgusting. Everything about it was DIRTY AND DISGUSTING. I used to know who I was going to vote for, but now I've turned into a swing voter, because I'm really not sure which party is more idiotic.

During the illegal rally (thousands of protesters choosing to attend a rally doesn't make it LEGAL), a police car was hammered with bricks, water bottles and even barrier items, causing the driver to lose control and kill one bystander. 

Naturally, it is the policeman's fault. For driving there. For being there. For existing. For trying to uphold the law. Great idea, folks. Let's just all lock the police up and take the law into our hands. Boy, I can't imagine anything that will go wrong with that idea. No, no, let's not blame the people who threw stones and got away  with it. After all, they're the HEROES OF BERSIH, right? 


Meme Credits to: http://9gag.com/gag/4002566

On the upside, at least it provided me with an opportunity to clean my Facebook of oblivious fools who chose to belittle my opinions. 

If you think that your life will be better just because your government is better, then there is clearly something very wrong with you. Your life will be better ONLY WHEN YOU WORK FOR IT! 

Monday, April 16, 2012

i live again (cough, cough)

sore throat, fever, cough, flu, cough, fever, sore throat, rinse and repeat

That's what's been happening to me in the past 6 days! That, and emotionally dealing with a newly repaired laptop which promptly died after only 3 days of usage. Fuuuuu (=____=);

On happier news, the keyboard on my Samsung N150 is alive again after I spilled a whole bunch of water on top of it! All I had to do was run a full System Restore! Who knew, right?! :D Yay! NO MORE LUGGING AROUND A BULKY KEYBOARD!


Still happily engaged, haven't a clue on how to get hitched (^_^)

I'm going to lie down now. Promised to go to see the doctor tomorrow if I'm not better. What is the threshold for staying in sick, anyway? 7 days?


Reading: Brent Weeks, who really does like maiming all female characters, seemingly for no reason. I am also reading/listening to Jim Butcher's Dresden Files on my new Sony headphones (it's pink!)
Weight: 52kg

Sunday, April 8, 2012

the (second) proposal


In brief, the proposal involved a private Italian dinner, a gold new saxophone, a bouquet of roses and romantic music. I am officially wearing The Ring today because he got down on one knee, kissed my shin and asked me to be his wife again. 

Oh My God, I'm going to be a wife! Me, the troublemaker! :O 

Ahem. In other news, I am up to my elbows in new clients, so much so that I have to start turning people away, at least until I'm able to hire more good help.

All in all, life is good. Will update next week when things are less hectic! :) 

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

the day i stopped having a boyfriend

The 2nd of April is supposed to be our anniversary, so all I expected was a quiet personal dinner.

Instead, we had the whole Italian restaurant to ourselves, romantic music, delicious food and great company. Then he presented me with a big black box which I refused to open, because it looked really expensive.

Turns out to be a gold alto saxophone, because I offhandedly mentioned that I wanted one last week. Correction, I mentioned that I wanted to play the saxophone again when I'm old and retired and stuff, then he goes and buy me my own saxophone NOW because I should always be allowed to do the things I want to everyday, because he is that type of boyfriend.

Then he goes down on one bended knee and asks me to marry him.

Then he whips out the bouquet of one dozen red roses.



This are is left blank on purpose