It’s Friday Night. And I feel completely inept. I mean in finding activities. I’m not going out, my boyfriend is soo far away (deng, LDR can be tough), my roommate is out and some of my friends are sick. It’s not exactly how I want my Friday night to be. Especially after been through a busy week, then you just don’t really feel to do any academic obligations. Yet, I don’t want to sleep because I don’t want my happy hour(s) to pass by too quickly. Deng, I do think too much. I just feel like writing. Sometimes, when I browsed back my writings (owh yeah I do that often), it seems dull. I want to try something new. Maybe fictional. Not too factual. Easy going perhaps? Nah, like my corporate communication lecturer says, don’t change your values, it will degrade you. I think it’s the same goes for yourself. Unless it’s for better la.


I’m blabbering. I think life is unfair sometimes. But then, what does it says for other unfortunate people right? So I’ll try being optimistic. The grass is greener on the other side. Although I feel like I am a hypocrite for not really tell what I really feel. Or trying to be phony by being optimistic. Demm, this writing is twisted. Now people will definitely know I am complicated. But it’s only a ‘weng’ moment. I do try to be better you know. I just hope people will stop being so judgemental. As long as there’s people, there’s gossips. And those can really ruin one’s life. But not to be phony, I admit I love hearing gossips. Especially when you stuck in no-man’s land Tronoh, a hot gossip can definitely be something refreshing. Like “OMG” for every new gossip. It’s exciting. Although you are scooping on other people’s life. As long as it’s not me, or my friends, it’s fine. Not like I am the one starting them right? This is a really different post. I am giving people a glimpse (or am I giving too much?) of my personalities. Don’t give a damn because I am simply tired of thinking about consequences tonight. If it makes people understand me more, no harm done. If it makes people start a gossip about me, go ahead. As long as it doesn’t hurt me. I’m sensitive you know. So basically, I will be affected. Deng. It all goes back to the fact I am complicated. I think most people are. If you are easy=dull. If you are complicated=interesting. I’m interesting? Up to you to judge.


Okey, guess I did do something different tonight. I talked about myself. So maybe I can do something about it. Heh. Hopefully I’ll be back to my normal state. But changes are needed in order for mental stability. Good night.

This is an update of my blog. Yes, I’ve been having what they call writer’s block (not that I regard myself a professional writer. Far from it) but everyone is a writer of their own complicated life. People who have easy life are dull. Thus, there’s not much to write about. Heh. Well, it’s been quite a hectic beginning of my final year. Plus, I was sick and now am still sick due to the unpredictable weather; make it less colourful than it should have been. Never the less, I’m thankful I’m still breathing. Yes, we are tested with so many things, and I’m coping and trying my best to not put the blame on anyone, or God. It’s a journey to discover a better me.

Today, I want to write about women and emotion. Yes, women are emotional. I admit I am an emotional being. I’ve cried when I’ve watched sad, war even romantic movies. I’m touched when I saw people sacrificing themselves for others and I’m sad seeing the orange cat outside the house looked so sick. It’s a nature of a woman. Only the percentage that differs.


That’s why women break down when they fail. Or being shouted at. Even criticized. I guess men don’t get this. Or maybe they are puzzled by this side of women. Who knows? I don’t really understand them too. I admire those women who put up with all the hard things and still manage a smile at the end of the day. How I wish I am stronger when it comes to emotion. It’s a setback when you are too sensitive. Especially entering the real world, I have to be able to be stronger. Maybe that’s why I put up with all the bullies. So I can finally understand I don’t have to feel emotionally weakened by every harsh thing people said. I hope.


Women and emotion. They are complicated. But they are true. Guys, please don’t complicate things even more by being ignorant. The best way is try tolerating with the sensitiveness. And perhaps deal with it with few sweet comforting words. It’s not that difficult right? Especially to your loved one =).