To My Dearest Sister

Lil sis,

I know that you are capable of being extremely annoying and sarcastic and cute and short and fat and smart and the list goes on. Just a quick reminder, we DO have the same genes except that I'm not SHORT and FAT (I love being the eldest cause I GET TO BULLY YOU and I know how much you enjoy it either). My purpose of writing this entry is to congratulate you on your appointment of being the school slave. CBN's slave. Yes you will be having tonnes of fun. You'll get to run around school. Walk pass the same corridor for 50 times (which lucky student gets to do that anyway?). Sweat in that smart looking uniform (The uniform is gonna make you look even shorter, mind you. Don't even think that that pair of quater inch heels is gonna help). Do whatever the teachers ask you. Attend the meetings. Skip classes (This is the best part especially during drama competitions). Gatherings (I pray that you'll meet a suitable guy and you'll know how I feel instead of asking me questions). Obey school rules AT ALL TIMES (Actually, forget bout that. I didn't. That is the privilege of being a slave. Be cunning at all times. You know how marketeers can be so annoying at times? Yeah, think like one and be one).

Whatever it is, have fun and enjoy skipping classes!

Attached are the pictures of you being silly =)

Told you so

Sister, you still look short when you jump

Again, you look silly

SEE! you ARE short

xoxo, -carmen-

p/s You owe me a present. It was my idea for your campaign. I knew it, I should have signed up for a Marketing course instead! They fell for the idea.

HELP

I cant stop fidgetting and I know that this is going to worsen until I see my squishyyyyy!! That's approximately 16hours left. Its gonna feel like 16 years to me.

HELP!!!

xoxo, -carmen-

Happy Monthiversary!

You are the ONE who stood by me since I first knew you,

You are the ONE who had the guts to approach me,

You are the ONE who cheered with me each time Man Utd kicked ass,

You are the ONE who laughed and cried with me,

You are the ONE who makes me feel special all the time,

You are the ONE who could read my mind just by listening to my voice,

You are the ONE who has sacrificed so much for me.

You and I both may be two imperfect people. But together, we are PERFECT.

You are that lost piece of jigsaw puzzle I have been searching for all the while. Thank you for everything =)

Happy 1st Monthniversary baby! I love you and I can't wait to be with you this weekend!

xoxo, carmen

You are perfect

I couldn't exactly remember when I first saw you. But, the moment my eyes laid on you, a tingle ran down my spine. Somehow, I knew that something would happen between us in the future. They say "Curiosity killed the cat". I remained silent about it.

At first, it bothered me. You maybe imperfect in the outside, but in the inside you were perfect. We had so many in common. You were everything I'm not. You complete me. Now, all I think about is you. I crave for you every moment. I want you RIGHT NOW!

And lucky me, I'll be seeing you soon. Hold you in my arms. Tasting you. Licking you. I can't wait for the tongue orgy later.

DURIAN, oh DURIAN :)

You are bitter, I'm sweet

You are thorny and green, I'm not

xoxo, -carmen-

Her random thoughts

Lying on the bed for 3 straight days, feeling so helpless, isn't exactly the best thing to do in the world. With my squishy always busy with either work, football/futsal or sleep, I had plenty of time doing some thinking.

a) It is easy to make a guy hard. It is hard to make a guy laugh.

To make a guy hard, all you need is a sexy g-string and a pair of whore heels (At times, you don't even need it!). I think its difficult to make a guy laugh because they need to maintain their macho-ness at all times (okay, except during the bedroom activities but to them, "its only between my gf/mistress/wife/hooker and I". Think again, boys! We girls do share our bedroom stories with our other girlfriends).

b) We have the NO and the NO.

When a girl says NO, it means NO. When she says NO, it means YES. NO? NO?

c) Not ALL men think about Sports, Sex and Money.

Oh, I was just kidding. They do in fact think about sports, sex and money.

d) Someone should do a study on the relationship between girls and heels.

I'll take myself as an example. Whenever I'm out shopping, I have a shopping list in my head. But the moment I step into a shoe shop, the list goes ka-poof and there I am paying for that pair of seductive heels. Assuming that two guys were to propose to me at the same time, one with a 5 carat diamond ring and the other with a pair of hot Jimmy Choo's heels, you damn well know which guy I'll instantly marry.

Till then,

xoxo, -carmen-

She's pissed. GET LOST!

Okay, you mudha far ker! I know this is a far king free world but GOD! This is MY blog and just SHUT the fark up if you are gonna swear here. Go use your far king 5 fingers to wank your far king microscopic dick or if you are a girl, stuff it inside your far king loose vagina! Oh and if you use the words "cao ni ma d sha b" (mudha far king stupid) you far king make sure your mudha has a pussycat! Cause with a child like you, so ugly that only a mother could love, I feel sorry for her. And stop being an imposter. Go get a life! You wanna play swearing with me, bring it on. I can swear in more languages than you can count using your fingers!

Whoever you are, I hope that you'll suffer from STDs and that you'll not have a pleasant sex life, Amen.

xoxo, -carmen-

p/s If I far king find out who you are, YOU RUN.

It is getting on her nerves!

Its 8.30am and I'm back in college. Thought of continuing my sleep but NOOOO! All I can hear is the continuous melodic sound of buzzzzzzzzzz...buzzzzzzz...buzzzzzzz.... Gosh! Why the heck must they lawn the grass at 8-fucking-a.m.?? Okay, I'll not put the blame on college but DAMMIT! Even if I do not intend to sleep, I intend to study. What the hell do you expect me to do at 8-fucking-a.m.??

xoxo, -carmen-

One of my weekends

Coming home for the weekend was great!

Siblings Outing Day was on Fri. Took the three monkeys to KLCC. The four of us spent time picking on the people around us while stuffing food down our tummy at Little Penang Cafe. Dragged the three of them for shopping while waiting for Monsters vs. Aliens to start. Ahhh! I almost peed in my pants watching the movie! *Hail Gallaxhar*

OOOZE!

Mum decided to fetch us after our movie but thanks to the massive jam, we ended up shopping and had A&W rootbeer. (Being a mother-loving temple-going daughter, I made her buy a few stuff for me and the reason was "I need it for college". TA DAA!!)

Saturday was again a great day! After lunch, the BOYS followed Pa to the office, had Secret Recipe and then zoomed off for football at MBS. The GIRLS followed Mum for a hair cut (My hairstylist had to forget my core rule: Do whatever you want to my hair just as long as I DON'T end up looking like a lala. If you are one of them, hate yourself for being one! Now I need to get up an extra 10minutes to do my hair. WAX!!) and went grocery shopping at Carrefour. Pa wanted to bring us all out for a posh dinner to celebrate my past sem results but ended up having chicken rice cause it was too late by the time they got home. Pfftttt...

This is FOOTBALL!

And today, Sunday.. I'm just chillaxing in my room. I dread to go back to college. The thought of completing every single task on my to-do list is nauseating. Right on top of the list is "File in Uni applications by THIS WEEK!" I haven't even decided and YOU want me to file in my applications? London or no London? This is worse than having someone pointing a knife on your neck! ITS MY FUTURE GOD FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!

xoxo, -carmen-

10 ThingsYou Do To Annoy Your Boyfriend

So, I was enduring the exciting mundane journey from Nilai to Tasik Selatan. It wasn't that bad, really. I mean I was squashed between a guy and a girl, the sun was burning my shoulders, the smell of burnt rubber each time the doors open and towards the end of my journey, a coughing man sitting beside of me (And later, my loving boyfriend told me that there are 9 confirmed H1N1 cases in KL). That doesn't sound too bad, right?

Throughout the 40mins journey, yours truly came up with an ideal plan to annoy your worse other half.

Text him saying that there's a hot guy eyeing you and coincidentally, your top shows off your cleavage

Compare him to any of your ex-boyfriends

Nag over the same topic. Best if done 3 times a day. Preferably before meals cause an empty stomach is an angry man

Take ages to get ready, even if it means going to the mamak nearby

Drag him into a lingerie shop and seek his opinion. Actually, INSIST for his opinion. Speak out loud.

Smile at a/several good-looking stranger(s) and make sure he sees it each time

Throw unnecessary tantrums

Be jealous over the slightest thing

When he repeatedly tells you not to do something, DO IT!

And lastly,

The moment he climbs onto the bed, pull him towards you and kiss him passionately. Then slowly (and passionately) make your way towards his junior (pun fully intended), pull down his boxers, tell him that you need "it" badly, move your way back up to his lips, kiss him gently (by now, he would have hardened otherwise something is wrong somewhere) and swiftly, go back to your original position and sleep

If he decides to leave you for a virgin cheerleader afterwards, then you'll know that he's not worth your time and effort. If he doesn't, you have found your soulmate :)

xoxo, -carmen-

Came and Gone

I wasn't able to freeze time on Saturday. Sunday came (and gone). I feel like a failure. 

I will never forget the time when I stood in front of the exit door and blocked everyone from going out at Plaza Rakyat station (and got a few glares, but who cares?) cause I melted the moment I saw him standing right in front of the door. Oh Oh! And we watched Terminator. I survived! Thanks baby for the great weekend. You know that I cherish every single moment with you. The laughters, kisses, hugs, arguments, smiles, silly conversations... the list goes on. 

Back to staring at the calendar. It gets harder each time. The next time would be on the 27th of June. No, 28th. No, wait! I don't know since he wants to spend time with his friends in KL on the 27th. (Not that he doesnt get it when he's in BP but his friends are more important to him and I guess I can't do much bout it). 

Aren't we just perfect?

At Kiku Zakura

While waiting for our food to be served.

I'm feeling hungry now.

I love you too

xoxo, -carmen-

Her Countdown

Ever realised how time passes by so fucking  slowly when you are looking forward to something? Finally after 336 hours (my Math isn't as bad as Mr. Lim's) of being apart, I'll be able to be with my bum at approximately 11.40am tomorrow (That's what people who are in LOVE do besides fidgetting the whole day). Honestly, I think everything is in place for me right now. All I need to do is to complete my degree, get a proper job and tie the knot be financially stable to further my studies later on =)

On the other hand, I'm NOT looking forward to Sunday

xoxo, -carmen-

The trip was AWESOME! okay, minus the 24+11+7+4 sandfly bites which I got

And I'm still feeling guilty for not being able to celebrate baby's birthday

Like any other vacation, all I did was eat and sleep. I think someone had tuned my brain to catch up on some sleep before going back to college knowing that I had tonnes of studying to do. Had to babysit most of the time but I'm not complaining. I have imagined having enough kids to make a soccer team including subs. So that's 15! Okay, must start brainstorming my team's name. CarmenFC perhaps? CFC? CloroFluoroCarbon? Hmmm...

The day our dream came true :)

This was all I was capable of doing

It just had to rain on the day of our arrival!

Carven's sandman!

I'm head over heels for you

We love ice-cream!

Oh Juliet, where art thou?

Kiddies!

So candid!

Brothers

We just love taking pictures

Thoughts of you and me walking along the beach occurs all the time 

Pendatang haram

I find this ridiculously funny

Manxen, Andrea and Me

CHOCOLATES!!

xoxo, -carmen-