I got my professional driving license!!!! (or wtv u call that……)
For more than 8 months I didnt renew my expired P-license, I thought I’m going to be penalized and have to retake the whole driving test thing.
*PHEW*
Thanks to my friend’s mom for helping me!!!
LOL. Ask my friends. I had been acted rather overjoyed each time I opened my wallet today.
I went on ‘awwwwww……’ whenever I see my beautiful and NEW driving license.
*giggles*
*drown in happiness*
happy birthday my dearest foongjin.
I dont sound excited enuf?
not sincere enuf?
omg. slap me for I dont have a single gorgeous pic of u to publish here.
well, I do have u in my heart.
good enuf?
I’ll be there for u whenever u need me. Im at ur service 24/7. (ok, thats a bit too much, make it 12/7, I still need my sleep, u see.)
better?
I mean I can do better than Jarod. (ok, that’s really bullshit. LOL.)
OKla, forgive me for my craps as now is 1.32am. I believe at this point, you get what Im trying to say.
(dont care! Just say YES!) –> LOL. I feel like this phrase is sooo fj&cat-ish…
And YESSSS, your diamond really looks nice until I feel like flying to Adelaide straight and threaten my fellow I will make Lazy eats his magic cards until he gets me one of those shiny ring for my beautiful, long finger. LoL.
what am im talking? it’s not ur ring’s bday…
ok wtv….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(pls imagine I shout it out loud to you… hehehehe)
(well, with kisses and hugs after that too… )
okla, saya nak pergi study. See u tmr, I mean later in college.
I know la, you got no mood to celebrate with exams and all. But still, best wishes for you from your friend here, ok?
hehehhe.
FOONG JIN IS 20 with the BIGGGGGG 2 now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*runs away*
Ok, that’s one thing I must do before I die.
(pic stolen from jayelleenelial… as if it’s not obvious enuf…)
You see ah. I dont really like to read newspaper.
Coz everytime I do read one, I’ll go on saying stuff like these:
’stupid ministers…’
‘omg… so stupid.’
‘can just go to hell man.’
‘argh!! enuf!! dowan to read d!!’
u know. while shaking my head. with stupid-S keep on coming out from my mouth.
like today. I read about the dunno what minister saying that most single divorced women are gatal.
GATAL?
wah, so many rape cases also didnt see you say men are gatal???
never study is it? last time when we write karangan also know got FAKTOR-FAKTOR which cause something la…
and the Water Bill issue.
schoolboy???
wah, seriously can die lo like that…
I lazy to link the news report here. If you dont get what Im talking about, it’s on The Sun dated 27April. The free issue.
See what I mean? To read this kind of news is getting on my nerves as if Im not tension enuf already due to the VERY FREAKING SOON exam.
I’ve been catching up with a friend quite often lately. He used to have more-than-friends feeling towards me back then. But things didnt really work out and we kinda stop contact with each other for quite sometime.
I like him. As in he is a nice guy. We can talk about anything. We can really TALK about things. We share our opinions and interests. It’s really comfortable just talking to him.
I asked, “What song will you choose as a dedication for me?”
“Gwen Stefani - Cool.” He said.
Straight away there’s this feeling emerged. It’s like a mutual understanding between us. It’s like ‘Ahhhh… I understand’.
And after all the obstacles
It’s good to see you now with someone else
And it’s such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we’ve been through
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool
We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain
Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we’re still the same
After all that we’ve been through
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool
Yeah, I know we’re cool
And I’ll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we’re hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we’ve been
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool
I’m here without you baby
But you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
But you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight
It’s only you and me
The miles just keep rolling
As the people leave their way to say hello
I’ve heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go
Things might be different if my answer was different back then. I used to wonder that.
But no use of keep turning back, right? We, human must look forward. That’s what we do to keep ourself sane.
It’s weird. There’s a feeling of lost. In the sense that I’m not the special one anymore. To him.
Selfish? I know. Lol. 
But I miss his shoulder. And his hug. Which I cried on it once.
Now is the moment where you normally will curse like hell for making the wrong choice.
We looked at the dark but you were actually at the bright side
I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him. I found him.
stupid cat.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FOUND HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It feels so empty.
Without him.
I’ve been sitting near the door,
for 1 hour… 2 hours… 3 hours… 4 hours…
and I’m still waiting.
Hoping that I will see him walking back.
Back to our home.
Back to me.
Everytime the neighbour’s stupid dogs bark, I will look outside and call out for him.
But there’s no sign of him coming back.
Not at all.
Lazy is missing…
I dont know how and we searched few blocks away and still couldn’t find him.
I left my contact no. at the pet shops in Uptown and hope if there’s any jerk intends to sell him, the pet shop will call me.
I hope this is not the last post I write about him.
If you happen to stay nearby DU Uptown, and you so happen to notice a fat, orange, Garfield wannabe, Mixed Persian, wandering around in ss21/14 - ss21/20, or somewhere near these areas, PLEASE INFORM ME?
garfine@hotmail.com
or kindly leave a message here?
PLEASE?
thank you.
I watched Crash and cried twice. Housemates whom I know them only since I moved here each gave me a ‘why-cry-until-like-that’ look while my roommates who know me for 1 and a half years now gave the housemates a ‘dont-ask-and-you-will-get-used-to-it’ look.
To me, it’s a thought provoking movie. It’s about racism. But it’s the common fear that everyone has against everyone. Fear against different colour and race. Fear of something that they don’t understand and know. Someone from the other groups of the society. People built walls around them to feel secure. Like how Sandra Bullock wanted to change her locks believing that the Mexican-American locksmith is going to give the key to his gang which in fact not. And how she treated her maid with anger but in the end she realized her maid is someone she can call ‘friend’.
The movie presents racism from different views. The ones with power, the policeman who conducted an invasive body search towards the ones without power black woman where the husband can only stood there helplessly because the policeman has gun. While at the same time, the other policeman disagreed with his racist partner.
The ones with guns, are they the ones with power? The Iranian who thought to be an Arabian bought a gun thinking that it will put his business in a stronger position. But because of his ignorance against the advice given by the Mexican-American locksmith while accusing the locksmith for cheating him, his shop was trespassed and damaged. Using his gun for a wrong purpose, he went and looked for the locksmith.
The two young black men in their conversation at the starting of the movie,
“Look around you. You couldn’t find a whiter, safer or better lit part of the city. Yet this white woman sees two black guys… and her reaction is blind fear? Look at us, are we dressed like gang bangers? Do we looked threaten? If fact, anyone who should be scared around here, is us… Why aren’t we scared?”
“Cause we got guns?” Another point of racism, to have a white director to tell a black director how the black actor “doesn’t sound black enough”. To say that the black character supposed to sound less intelligent? It never occured to the Tv director that such thing can happened.
It’s very interesting how the directions of the policemen characters changed. How ironic is it that the racist policeman saved the life of the black woman that he humiliated. While the one portraited as a non-racist in the beginning shot a young black man due to misjudgement that the boy is taking out the travel god statue instead of what he thought was gun.
I feel sad for the locksmith but I think this character presents a hardworking family man which is the gentle part of the movie.
I damn lazy to write further more. If this review doesn’t make sense, just bear with me.
Last thing I would say, this movie deserved the Oscar. 
Every night I have to pat Lazy to sleep.
Or else, he would come upstairs and knocks my door until I go down with him and give him his daily dose of patting.
(well, not really knocks as in ‘knock-knock’ but he sort of continuously bangs/pushes the door with his paws, so I think can consider it as a kind of knocking for cats?)
Then when I open the door and he sees me, he will go like……
It’s really amazing to see how attached he is to this daily session. This intimate moment between me and him only. He will just follow me anywhere I want to go and I’ll just sit down and he will stop. Then, I will start to sayang him by gently brushing his cheek with my fingers and he will just ‘bom!’…… kinda like drop dead in front of me.
I will just pat behind his head, neck and body. Or I will just gently brush his cheeks and forehead with my fingers.
He slowly shuts his eyes…
If I stop after a few seconds, he will go like this……
and demands for more……
He demands my attention just like a baby.
The way he looks at me indicating me to pat him more. It makes me go ‘Awww……’. 
And now, he knows how to sayang me back! While I’m patting him, he will push my hand towards him and lick my hands. It’s like so OMG!!!
My heart straight away melt already. 
My baby.
