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| to my newborn Christmas baby nephew...
to 2008...
to my new blog. =) not using this account anymore. See you all there!
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| is the 2nd best present He's ever given to anyone.
First is of course, love. =)
What love you say?
It's CHRISTmas! Get it into your head!
Christmas blessing and much love,
Jolyn =)
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| I can't help it.
Did you see how much pearls are there in this cup of darling? Here in Kuching.. I don't think you could find any with THAT MUCH of pearls.
*continue to drool*
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| Sorry Mr.D, you are to be very jealous now.. because...
I LOVE HANA!!!
I think I'm very much influenced by your blogging style now with the "sibeh" and "la hor" accent. Really, Abi once typed "la hor" in her SMS and I told her she was talking like you.
Yes, we spent a long time exchanging cookies-baking tips online.
And she likes the way I type recipe.
Hana says:
lol i like ur recipe la so fun to read. u shud write one hahaha
And most importantly.....
Hana says:
last i saw ur body was like the slimest
Hana says:
yea at sematan....u looked hot in a swinsuit. and no matter how much weight u put on i seriously doubt its much
Hana says:
eh really u got the nicest body leh. my sis and frens did say tht before
And I did not go "Really?? No la.. I don't have slim body. Your body slimmer" You don't believe you ask hana. I didn't say that! Not so ah-lien lo me. Ah-lien say that... then they secretly think "Duh.. of course I have srim bodi.. not rike you, fat fat no sape" Nothing's wrong with my English spelling tonight. Read out loud, you'll get me.
Hah! I shall print this out and give to anyone who says I have airport-lookalike chest. And to that "someone" who says the bikini will not hang on me, BEWARE!!!
You shall be thrown lots of these 3 sentences if anyone of you dare say I have flat chest from today onwards. (refer to my hate/dislike section. I hate that!) Flat chest also can be sexy la hor? Look at Paris Hilton.
Though she's the only one I can think of now, I still think flat chest is sexier than papaya size. 'cos papaya bounces. I don't like.
You are thrown a question now: "would you prefer papaya but saggy chest? or a bit bumby (I cannot say flat, that is self-insult) but firm chest?"
SEE MY POINT??!!! I choose chest cos it doesnt sound that obscene. If you don't want chest then you want to be hiaw, up to you. Hah! Wild imagination time for you Vian!
*imagining Mr.D's awkward expression*
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| is all we ever needed. It made fun of us. Now we're going to give it a kick ;)
It's funny we both stepped into the same place in 1999, but we only knew each other in 2003. Time, you made fun of us for the first time.
We knew each other because I helped my friend to "discover the truth" It was simple. Back then I was so amazed by your loyalty. I still am. =)
One year later, everything changed. The truth was simple. I thought it was like the one below. Heck was I wrong.
Time, you made fun of us for the second time. I knew I liked you but I thought you still loved her. I didn't know I had already stepped into your life, more than just a friend whom you would buy McD for when she had not had her dinner.
Time's plan was successful. We both moved on.
Our friendship remained the same. But Time faded our friendship. I didn't know you graduated from college, you didn't know I was chosen for NS. Third time, you joker.
Time just kept slipping through our hands.
You didn't know what happened to me. Was it a hide-and-seek among us three? You, me and Time. It's the forth time.
At least, Time always reminded us of each other's birthday. Perhaps that was the only time I sms you after what happened three years ago.
I didn't realize Time passed through so fast between both of us. It was already three years since we became friends. a little more than friends, and friends again. *shrug*
Was it the illusion of Time?
Sixth time I guess.
We met again on a simple chill-night in July. The night was supposed to be a simple one, guess it turned out to be another turning point of my life. We regained our friendship.
But it was only then I realized how long we have not met each other. Since CNY! Time, freaking seven times! Do You not ever have enough?!
I was "driver of the night". You didn't even know I could drive already. Maybe I'm still like a little gal in your eyes.
I told you, "don't worry, I'm a good driver. Slow and steady" Too early for me to say that I guess. I couldn't even see properly! Haha. You became the first guy I drove and my driving instructor on the same night.
The girls at the back seat said "Look, both of them are having good time in front discussing driving skills. Guess tonight we're not in the same world" Heck were they right. ;)
That night was the very first night I got lost after sending you home. That night was the night I know you really do care for me. ;) That night, I sensed something blooming between us.
Endless SMS I would say. In that whole month, the best thing was when the clock struck 7 and I knew you would send SMS to me right after your work.
Thinking Time stopped playing game with us? No. It still plays with us. Heck, I hate You!
The night we took this photo should be the start of everything. It wasn't.
But if I didn't insist on going out the next day with the rest, perhaps things wouln't happen. I guess Time hated me that moment because I spoilt Its plan.
I never thought I would say "I love you" to you. Really. You're like the last person on earth whom I'd say that to.
On second thought, perhaps I should remind myself how much both of us have been through in these 15 weeks. Some other couples have dated for 15 months or perhaps years. We've just been through 15 weeks together.
But with the midnight phone calls EVERYday, going out almost everyday, endless SMS even when you're working, maybe the bond between us is much stronger than some others.
It's funny. We have so much in common, yet so different. Your passion is skating, I bake whenever I'm free. But I guess it's the word "Brigade" that brought us together. I left and you're still in. But you made the fire burn in me once again.
I know, we both promised no comparison with anyone or anything.
But do I have to tell you everytime that how much I miss the fun moments we shared?
Say.. overtaking that super slow car, and laughing like monkeys in car... not noticing other car had already overtaken us?
Or how I made you cringe in pain when I plucked your moustache? (WARNING! Shave before we go out!)
Maybe the moment of me punching or attacking your stomach when you're not noticing would make you smile now.
What about your mom telling you to behave in front of me, so that I would not talk to her the same way you did? (definitely not my fault)
Then the moment you saw your mom's new hairstyle and tricked me into bursting into laughter right in front of her...with the question "is my hair really that funny?" followed.
Now, the reaction on our friends' faces when we told them we're dating?
How about some people just called to ask if the news was really true?
I remember the first time I yelled at you. I guess I broke your heart? But I'm good at fixing your heart as well. =)
Oh... I just remembered.. what happened the first time you gave me a rose? That was our first month anniversary. I never thought I could be THAT BLUR. Funny. We still laugh about that until today.
I love how you would give me a little surprise every month.
Just to let you know, you're the first person who actually countdown to my birthday.
I appreciate you for listening to my exagerative dreams about opening drive through restaurant. Would you make it a dream come true?
Maybe there are too many sweet moments between us that words could ever replace.
Maybe there are no words to really let us express our love. Mushy I know. But this is what every couple says to each other, isn't it?
I was surprised and touched to know, it's been almost three years that you've been waiting for me.
I nearly forgot to say, we should really thank Abi and Vian. They were sort of like our matchmakers? Haha. Girls, start smiling or maybe laughing (for Vian =p)
Perhaps telling you I hear sound of cake mixer-- my mom's baking your birthday cake, would make you smile?
I enjoy all the midnight calls. So much that all our close friends know we talk every single night till we fall asleep.
On this special day, YOUR BIRTHDAY, maybe I should give you something more meaningful than a blog.
But when I start thinking what to give, I realized nothing is good enough. Oh, one thing. My love. =)
Don't melt yet. It's your 21st birthday. I have to give you something meaningful. What about my heart?
Don't ever melt.. But allow Time to melt away in our eyes.
You just heard what my heart wants to say, didn't you?
Yes, my heart says...
HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY!
831 means I Love You. 8 letters, 3 words, 1 meaning.
Time, you just failed to play a joke on us. After more than 2 years, we became more than friends.
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