Small farts.
"Letting go of someone might be hard, yet it is the best way to make the other stay. Keep in mind that no two things can occupy the same space....at the same time"
It’s been so long since I last blogged.
So here’s a short one, just to let y’all know I’m still alive and kicking wtf.
Mini updates:
- Work has been good so far. I’ve passed my confirmation, my assessments, my audits and whatever not. So my next pay will be increased to RMXXXX….. I’d LOVE to add another “X” to the end of that figure, but I guess I’ll have to wait.
- The cousin got married last weekend, and I was one of her bridesmaid. I had the pleasure of waxing one of the groomsmen’s bulu kaki in the morning…….. the whole process of torturing the “HENG DAIs” was very fun for us “ZHI MUIs”
. And we DID get a nice fat ang pow in the end. Literally, they paid us to torture them. SWEET! - Dan was one of the groomsmen, but he was smart enough to remain hidden behind the scenes during the whole torturing process. In the evening, I asked if I looked okay walking down the aisle, he said… “You looked like an angel… so you didn’t walk… you floated the aisle”. Aww, smuch?
- I sprained my finger. My right ring finger to be exact. Here’s the thing…….. I don’t remember how I sprained it.
- I’m heading to Penang on Thursday afternoon and back only on Sunday!!! Weee heeeeeeeeee. Good food awaits me. Will get to meet up with Jon Sern after God knows how long!!! Shisha by the beach at night. Beer in one hand. Just what I need.
- Mum is heading to Pangkor for her birthday for 4 days starting from the 19th, staying at the beach villa at one of YTL’s hotel. Jealous gila! Have I ever mentioned how I wanna be like my mum in future? She’s practically retired at 4X (sorry, she’ll kill me if I reveal her age). She can jet off to ANYWHERE in the world at ANYTIME she wishes. In fact, this December she’s heading to China…… I asked her why, and she said…. “for the fun of it”. Bedebah.
- My birthday is coming soon. 2 mths & 1 day more to exact. It’s a good time to save up ppl
Aight, gotta run. Blogging in the office is not that ethical I believe
Btw, Stephen Gately (from Boyzone) is dead. Unbelieveable? Believe it.
WTF. Damn sad.
<3,
NatC.
(Note: Nope, this post is NOT about a bunch of lions having a gang bang)
OMG, it’s been so long since I last blogged I think I’ve lost my touch 
So much has happened I dunno where to begin. The past few weeks were nothing but emotional roller coaster rides…
To start, I was sick on the second week of September. So sick I thought I was gonna die wtf. Suffered from a pretty bad tonsillitis. I diagnosed myself with that before I went to see the doctor.
Yeah, you saw it right, I diagnosed MYSELF… Super kasian dot com.
You see, I have this FRIEND… she’s in MEDICAL SCHOOL… I sms-ed her my symptoms and asked if it was tonsillitis. And she didn’t reply me OMG. Her excuse was that her phone line got TERMINATED.
Prabani Naidu, I could’ve DIED *guilt-inducing exaggeration alert*.
For not replying me, I hope there’ll be LOTS of bloody, gory, awesome surgeries next week but you won’t be sitting in for any of them. Ahem.
Hahaha, kidding kidding. I want you to sit in for all, pass everything and gimme free treatment next time.
OK so anyway, back to my sad state of health two weeks back. Despite me feeling like I should be lying on my deathbed, I still went out with people.
Yes, PEOPLE. In particular, Pride Rockers.
Kita berbuka puasa together-gether @ Montes, BSC.
And as usual, with me around… no matter how sickly, we berchik-chak-ed the night away.
WTF, my manglish is becoming so powderful.
Anyways, picture time!!! 
It’s not easy to get them both to take a picture together without them squabbling and smiling like they ter-beraked in their pants. But here’s one…
Btw, Yien Yee FFK-ed us last minute due to an emergency. Next round of reunion’s dessert on HER! Yay. I ish hepi.
Speaking of which, I had to ciao after dinner to see the doctor instead of going for dessert with them. So technically, Wern Yii still owes me dessert because she FFK-ed the last time we met.
OMG I’m starting to love it when ppl FFK. It means free dessert! <3
Hahaha, picture above is so funny. I think Lawrence was saying something nice about me… like I’m drop dead gorgeous or something to that effect. That’s why my face was like “awwww shucks, stop it!!!”
….
Right, Lawrence?
Aih, actually I don’t wanna make his kepala besar, but I think he’s quite photogenic, yes?
Anyways, Wern Yii & her jagung…
And Amri looking like an Aunty…
OMG, quite comel actually the picture above. Hahahaha. Muka so tebam.
And here’s a pic of me looking damn pale ….
Here’s me compensating… trying to make it a sexy thing to eat carrots off a fork.
…Yes I know I’m the epitome “trying-too-hard”… a personification of this betina. OMG I can’t believe I just gave her more traffic on her blog. Oh well, she needs it anyway… its too depressing.
Back to Pride Rockers, when my mum first saw Amri at the start of our Foundation year, he told my mum her solitaire diamond nearly blinded him. What a shoe polisher.
She replied saying that his face looks very prosperous. Its meant to be a compliment, really. In Chinese, its called “FOOK HEI”.
But now, I think his face is not the only prosperous part of his body…
… his stomach too.
Eh btw, my longkang real one ok. I didn’t photoshop!! wtf.
Btw, here’s Brokeback Montes for you…
…Gay beyond words dot com.
I like this picture of Wern Yii so much. She looks so happy!!!!! …
… Sure happy lar. This woman will be earning Sing Dollah soon. She’ll be leaving us next month for kiasuland. BETRAYER.
And no Pride Rock outing will be complete without Amri’s persistent camho-ing with my camera.
What a waste of memory card space.
Anyway, here’s the happy family minus one…
Needless to say… here’s me… always striking a pose for the camera, no matter how unglam-ly swollen my tonsil was at the time…
To be honest, the dinner I ordered was supposed to taste REALLY good. The usual me would have really really enjoyed it.
I freaking ordered my favourite cod fish, man… Damn CB expensive summore for a measly small piece.
But it was so much pain eating it. My tonsils were practically swollen you can hardly see the back of my throat! Heck I even had trouble swallowing my own saliva.
Super cham dot com.
Forgive me for the self-pity.
I was so ALONE when I was sick hokay. Had to drive myself to the clinic at 10 at night… Had no freaking cash, so dropped by ATM first… Only to realise I could’ve just signed credit card instead… Then had to drive home alone after that… Fever was so high I felt like passing out behind the wheels… no joke, man!
But all in all, it was an awesome time at Montes.
As usual, we bitched… we gossiped… Amri made his usual stupid crude joke about me and “private launching” omgwtf. Hahahahahahaha.
Amri, if you’re reading this, remember the dirty Jingle Bell song we used to listen to in Ali Maju???? Lol, I still got it man…
Anyway, Pride Rockers, where shall we go coming October eh????
<3,
NatC.
I think I’ve said this so many times… But really… you’’ll never actually appreciate your weekends till you start working.
I actually woke up close to 12 in the afternoon today. OMG, it felt so good. Granted, I was feeling a little sickly lar, but still…
Went over to BV for lunch with Mummy @ Marmalade. So happen, an old friend of mine, Pravin is the manager there. For that, I got free mini cupcakes on the house.
I *heart* free stuff
Pravin, if you’re reading this… THANKS AGAIN!
*****
Prabani called late last night. And said she’s back like for 3 weeks. I bet there’ll be a lot of interrogation sessions awaiting me…. >.<”
Still, I miss that old woman.
I wish she’ll just graduate fast and be a doctor soon. I wanna get some free treatments & medicine.
I *heart* free stuff
I miss us squabbling with each other. Seriously. Life is always noisier with her around.
Prabani: Nat!!! I’m back for 3 weeks!
Me: Oh noooo.. ok la, we’ll be meeting then.
Prabani: Don’t la wait till the 3 weeks gonna end, THEN only y’all meet me! Y’all better take me out tmrw morning for breakfast!
Me: OMG you’re so pathetic.
Prabani: Me? Pathetic? What bout you! Pain in the butt! Say you’ll come to Melaka to look for me but you didn’t!
Me: Ok, fine I can’t do tmrw. Maybe Sunday morning can?
Prabani: Better make sure ok? Pick me up from my house! I’ll call Sel now to make sure she come out on Sunday.
Me: Damn sad la you. Ok la! Goodnight!
Prabani: Shaddap. Nite!
*****
Next Saturday, I’ll be buka puasa-ing with Pride Rock family. Don’t think I’ve posted up pictures of our luncheon the last time at Delicious, BV2.
Lawrence & I. This dude recently took out some metal plates & screws from his ankle (or was it knee)… and is now on the verge of recovery. Aih, uncle betul
Yes Daniel was there… eventhough he wasn’t from HELP Foundation. Haha, but at the time, he was sorta the extended family I suppose? Lol
No Pride Rock meetings will be complete without Amri forcing me to take pictures of him. I’ve met my match wtf
Yien Yee’s NON-secret admirer (Ho, 2009)
I had Carbonara. Hehehe, so what’s new
Yien Yee!!! I tell you, when we first started Foundation at HELP, EVERY MONTH, there’ll be different guys going after her hahaha!
My annoying friend. But I <3 him still.
Here’s how annoying he can get:
Amri: Nat, why you wear the shirt with so many bling blings?? What, you want ppl to look at that area isit? *points to my chest*
*****
After Delicious, Dan & I headed over to Devi’s… our favorite mamak joint in Bangsar wtf >.<”
The joker I’ve been with for 2yrs and a half.
He never liked to smile in front of the camera
I must say his picture-taking skills improved… a tad
*****
You know, there’s a saying…
Don’t cry for what you have lost. Rejoice for what you have once possessed.
…I’m taking this way better than I thought I would.
Thank you all… those who were concerned. And for those who’re about to judge me… fuck off.
I’m letting nature take its course. Whatever will be, will be.
<3,
NatC.
This post… and the following Europe posts will be nothing but a regurgitation of memories.
Because words… they just don’t matter anymore.
It’s the pictures that tell a thousand words. They paint a million smiles. And they show the past that shapes my future.
Enjoy the coming pictures. Minimal narration ahead.
These pictures are taken around the neighbourhood where our apartment was.
The above is not so much of a silhouette picture, but yeah, getting there
The above picture was taken at the place we refer to as the “old man’s shop”. It’s just down the road from our apartment. We absolutely LOVE that shop because it sells spices… and stepping in there… the smell… brings us back to Asia
Who says I have to date a French to dig a French nose. wtf.
I know we both looked damn stupid, but somehow I <3 this picture of mum & I
His usual style
Following pictures were taken at Les Puces flea market.
This is a nice picture of us three. Photo frame worthy
How can we resist not taking a picture of these? It’s our favourite past time after all
Check out the cheeky stall owner waving at my camera!
Then we asked him to take a picture of us in front of his stall, but didn’t buy anything from him Haha, evil’s our middle name.
Kebab & crepes for lunch. Yes Kebabs. Surprisingly, they’re EVERYWHERE in Europe
Saint Chapelle
Lining up to the entrance of Saint Chapelle. Giler babi manyak orang. Good thing weather was good.
The chapel’s ever so famous stained glass windows. Best viewed on a bright sunny day.
You would think they’d be more interested in the chapel and not the toys they sell at the souvenir stall.
That’d be all for now folks. Sorry for the recent MIA. So much has happened I don’t even know where to start.
Good news is… one more month and it’ll be my confirmation at the children’s centre where I work. Woo hoo!!!! Pay rise
Have a good weekend y’all.
<3,
NatC.
THIS song’s been stuck in ma head the whole day.
<3
***
“Your Body is Wonderland”, John Mayer
We got the afternoon,
You got this room for two,
One thing I’ve left to do,
Discover me,
Discovering you.
One mile to every inch of,
Your skin like porcelain,
One pair of candy lips and,
Your bubblegum tongue.
Cause if you want love,
We’ll make it,
Swim in a deep sea,
Of blankets,
Take all your big plans,
And break ‘em,
This is bound to be a while.
Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I’ll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland.
Something ’bout the way the hair falls in your face,
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase,
You tell me where to go and,
Though I might leave to find it,
I’ll never let your head hit the bed,
Without my hand behind it.
You want love,
We’ll make it,
Swim in a deep sea,
Of blankets,
Take all your big plans,
And break ‘em,
This is bound to be a while.
Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I’ll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland.
Damn baby,
You frustrate me,
I know you’re mine, all mine, all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes.
Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I’ll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonderland.
***
The long weekend’s here. Don’t know if I should dread it or be happy and rejoice.
Sigh.
I hate crossroads.
Anyway, Happy Merdeka everyone.
I love you, Malaysia (no sarcasm there )
Toots,
NatC.
I love Sundays. Particularly today.
It’s Sunny, nice strong breeze… I have a nice cuppa coffee in hand, lap top on the table with an awesome playlist blasting through my headphones.
What more can I ask for?
Except to have someone special right next to me. We don’t have to talk much. Just his presence, the fact that he’s around… to be able to look up and see him smile right back… occasionally knowing that he’ll be stealing glances at me… once in a while, feeling the touch of his hands on mine.
Yes. My Sunday at the moment is fantastic, but with him around, it’ll be nothing short of perfect.
I have so many overdue stuff to blog about, but I just don’t feel the need to blog about some of them anymore. Sigh.
On happier note, I got my first kid!!!!!!!!
No, not in the way you think Hahahahaha. I meant my work. My first client. My first problem kid
Awesome stuff!!! Damn excited, I hope I don’t screw him up though
On a totally unrelated note, any plans for the coming merdeka countdown? I ish feeling party-ish
Kay lah. I wanna enjoy my cuppa coffee now and stare at the hot hunk sitting opposite me.
Mwah bai.
<3,
NatC.
Was chatting with Mike… and I was telling him about my job and what I do with the special kids that I see everyday.
Me: We do a lot of brushing. We LITERALLY brush the kids, especially the hyperactive ones. We believe that because they lack SENSORY STIMULATION, that’s why they tend to run around, touch things, cannot sit still, etc.
Mike: Wahh, brush them. Sensory stimulation. Later they get orgasms!
-_______-
Tell me again why I bothered explaining?
<3,
NatC.
On Thursday night, I came down with a kick-ass high fever.
Had to apply for MC the following day. Worst thing was, I had to give up my pass for the MTV World Stage on Saturday (yesterday).
Damn tulan, can?????!!!!!!
……..
Quickly went to the doc’s for a checkup to see if my sickness is associated with the PIG FLU.
Good thing it wasn’t. But doc DID advised me to stay indoors, and to try stay away from others and steer clear of crowded areas………
I didn’t listen. I still went out on Saturday. TWICE. And I don’t think I passed on any germs/virus to the person I went out with because he seemed perfectly fine and HAPPY
That’s why… listen to the old saying: AN APPLE A DAY, KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY.
Here’s mine
Yes I received an apple.
Thoughtfully done too. Sender left it on my front porch, and fled away so he won’t contract my virus
Haha I ish kidding.
I guess I have to eat it tmrw morning for breakfast. Or maybe I should just skip lunch tmrw and have this instead…
Or I can bury it and see if it grows into an apple tree (fat chance, Malaysian soil).
Perhaps I can just leave it in my room, and see how long it’ll take before it turns soft, brown and soggy…
Or maybe… maybe…. I should just be contented. That I got this apple from the Sender.
Yes, contented… I will be. And happy
So ingat ya, rakyat-rakyat Malaysia… makan epal tiap tiap hair agar tidak mendapat selsema babi.
WTF.
OKLA BAI.
NatC.
