so many birthdays…

It’s all sagis’ babies…

Last year with Leonard Chua at Souled Out, Hartamas

This year with Leonard Chua at Pizza Hut, PBD

Happy birthday to Siew Wern, Leonard Chua, Kenny Sia, Kasy!!!

gimme positions

Today, I swore I was the horniest piece living on Earth. I did not know what came into me but I was effing effing desperate for some love making. I was satisfied and all. However, I do not seem enthusiast anymore. I woke up for dinner and forgot that I had sex in the afternoon. Damn it. What’s wrong with me?

I’ve been having this weird dreams relating to a lot of hot sex but I never managed to remember who was the guy or guys perhaps. I know it is wrong but I’ve not been having as much sex as I was expecting. Plus, with so much stress on assignments and presentations with him away for outstations every week, I was lonely.

Ya ya ya.. I know it is improper to blog about sex, moreover, a turning-nineteen-years-old hot girl but I do not deny that I get horny over small little things. I’m serious, I have very fancy imagination, anything could goes along. I want, I need, I long for sex. I’m not trying to attract men but it is nature that we beings would want sex. It is part of life cycle. SEX SEX SEX! Boyfriend please read this! I want more!

I need to rant. Totally random: I have not had a proper single meal with my boyfriend this week. Monthsary is on Friday and my birthday is this coming Monday. Damn, I am nineteen at last. It felt like centuries before I could reach 1-9. For once, I have a boyfriend to celebrate my birthday and Christmas. So much so that whenever my birthday or holidays is around, I would end up all alone. Perhaps I prefer my life being single and all by myself. I know that I like the fact I am ‘in-the-relationship’ state but I wonder how would my life be without Khai. Would I be who I was a year ago? Random guys, booze and parties?

This post is getting messier. I need jobs. Please MONEY GOD, I need some blessings and pourings for Christmas.

Want some Marlboro?

On Sat, I spent my evening at Pan Pacific Hotel, KLIA working as an usherette for Philip Morris annual dinner. No offense but I don’t do Marlboro. I’m big fat fan of Dunhill.. Anyways, good night with yums pics. Thanks a thousand, Simon! Let the pics do the talking..

My partner of the night, Isabelle aka Suki. Support her in TXN next week!

The babes: (from left) lupa her name, Alison, Moon, Wai Ping, mua, Joey, Isabelle, Wei Ling

Mua and Wai Ping, we went crazy over balloons

Our mamasan of the night, Josephine!

Posing for Simon So, my raised hard cock!

learn your citations!

I’m done with assignments!

Handed in Philosophy group assignment but Miss Yap wasn’t there so I pun tak tahu how. Early-early ask to do the citation tak mau. Now, like that la. 

Last speech on Monday.

My voice cracked! Today sucks.

lara preview

I’m damn damn excited. It’s almost near orgasm. Baby Shonz left a message for me when I was away for dinner with my love. The LARA trailer is out, after almost 15 months after production, I have waited with much anticipation. The trailer is out.

Check it out!!! Look for me, my boyfriend found me in the trailer. I love you!

Super excited! Can’t wait for the movie to actually be out!

Here are some of the pictures during the productions:

The hottie, Syed Zulfi almost melt my heart

The choreographer who screamed at us the entire time

The villain, Arbaaz Khan

The Bikini Hotties <3

Nancy, Arbaaz and the babes!

free my fats

I know I am not fat and I am not whining about my body. I am not trying to show off or whatsoever but I’m losing fats like mad. My ass is actually going hollow. I’m serious cow shit, HOLLOW. Whenever I sit on the hard surface whether chair or floor, my ass gets flatten real shit. It’s annoying like hell. First, it was my boobs. I bought a piece of lovely white bra last Friday and it’s 34A, no more B, no more 36. Can you imagine how small my little boobies are now???

My  neck has been aching for few days, I need a new pillow. Brand new. Mummy says she’ll sponsor!!! Tee hee.. I’m actually bonding with mummy this two weeks. We did not communicate at all since her birthday until recently. I wish she’ll know that I do care about her and I know she worries about me like all mothers do. I love you la..

I did not managed to catch much sleep since last Thursday, I’ve been staying up late to finish up my assignments or waking up early to do something. I spent the entire SUNDAY at one of my group mate’s place to do our presentation. PRACTICALLY entire Sunday. I got there around 11.30am and sayang picked me up around 11.30pm. I know, it sucks to work or think on Sunday. I rest on Sundays. I did not sleep at all last night, and I think I’ve gotta work tonight. Tomorrow is my love day. We both now have to pick a date to actually be together or else, we only see each other whenever he chauffeur me around. Plus, past two weeks, he has not been around me due to work. I am clingy. Any problem?

Western Philosophy presentation finally over. All I left with is my Public Speaking report on last Saturday speech: Freedom of Speech, I must say, it’s way better than I’ve expected. I was listening to the speech the whole 2 hours. Two hours in the effing early morning. Oh yeah, gotta finish up the report on Western Philosophy as well. After that, no more journals, presentations or what shits. Left with finals.

My stupid effing dumb finals schedule:
1st Dec (Sat)  – Social and Business Communication
4th Dec (Tue) – Introduction to Mass Communication(reminds me, I’ve not attend this class for weeks )
6th Dec (Thur) – Introduction to Western Philosophy
14th Dec (Fri) – Leadership and Life Skills

I had to cancel a few plans due to bloody finals. No way I would be able to squeeze my time to celebrate my 19th birthday. BTW, my birthday is on 3rd December, falls on a Monday. I hate my birthday, I can never celebrate my birthday without exams nearby. 3 years in a row, I had exams around my birthday. Screw!!! After finals, I would have 3 weeks holiday before next semester. I am still thinking what I should do for next semester.

You know what peps, I actually do not have much friends in college. I feel like a loner. I do not feel. I am a LONER. I am CURRENTLY all alone, at the corner of the room, blogging. Ape-ape la… 

I spoke to Su May few days back in MSN. It was really nice catching up with her again. The next time I’ll see her would be in December 2008, for a wedding. Went to a wedding of my boyfriend’s childhood mate held in Ritz Carlton. It’s nice to see people you know getting married. I like weddings and marriages, I wanna get married fast fast. Sounds desperate right? If everything is going well, I would be….

six tick tocks

It is 9.30 am now. I’m still stuck in Chapter 4 and I found out that I have to hand my assignment at 4pm instead of 5pm. Be hopeful, Jess.

I’ve got approximately six hours or so to finish up another 7 weeks tutorial..

distracted

I’ve got a eleven week journal to hand in sharp 5pm due tomorrow. And I’m fucking distracted. I’ve been watching dramas and series I’ve actually watched before. I don’t want to start my journal yet. I’m not inspired but I have only 15 hours more to complete my journal. I’m totally screwed. It’s 15% the entire final grade. Argh.. My boyfriend is not around to motivate me. I need him now. I’ve only speak to him once since 36 hours ago. Yes, I am clingy.

I think I’m going to shut my bloody TV and sit on the table to start on my journal. I’m going to stay positive and hopeful that I would finish it by 2pm tomorrow. God bless. Inspiration, please help me. DO me some good now. I need flow of words.

red + white = gabai x four

My forth time at Gabai, this round with Stef, Anthony, Snow Mei(arse), Sayang Khai and your bikini babe…ME!

Making up in the car is my expertise

I wana look longer and taller

Stef adjusting and I’ve got no idea wtf I’m doing

I <3 Dunhill Menthol

I’m into GREENs!!

Trying to make them look BIGGER!!!

Stef smokes Marlboro Menthol

 

 

 

 

Tak habis-habis with my shades..

the night you are away

Tonight is the night. The night that I had longed for. A night without him, one night that I could be all by myself.

All of the sudden, I missed him and longing for his breath. I missed his smell. I miss his hands all over me at this very moment. He is right now away from me, few hundred kilometres away. A Friday night without him, I felt lonesome and quiet even with the music and TV right in front of me.

A week ago, I was thinking about ending the relationship due to our constant arguments. I supposed, I no longer able to stand the continuous annoyance among one another and loud sharp arguments against one another. We did not throw things at each other or screamed on top of our lungs. This method was the meanest. The silent treatment. I am very dependent on him on every aspect. I want to do my own things but I want him involved as well. I like to tell him things, everything- which always leads to arguments. However, I can’t keep things from him, it’s me. I can’t shut myself. I love sharing everything with him. He is my ears. He listens to everything that I have to say without irritating me whereas whenever he tries to give me a long winded story, I’ll annoy him. That’s me. That’s how our relationship works, I’m the talker, he is the loyal listener.

For two days, we fought. The one fight that made me cry the entire night. The one time that made me think about why am I still hanging on when he seems no interest in keeping us together. The one time that I wanted to beat him up, the one time that I wanted to cut his chest wide open break his heart and to hurt him so much so that he would know how much pain I went through the past 48 hours. I do not like talking about us with my friends. I only mentioned when they ask. I do not talk about us other than writing in my blog.

After that Sunday, everything changed a little. We seem to forgot about what had happened the night before, we spoke nothing about it. When he had ten seconds before I walked out of his car, he asked me, “do I still want to be with him?” I hugged him and answered “yes”. I never want to let him go despite our ugly arguments. I still love him, I still adore him very much.

I wish him back tonight and my head on his arm. I miss him. His warmth. It’s been long since we made love. Argh, I’m feeling horny and dirty thinking about him.

Let’s make love tonight, baby.