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Eleven-eleven p.m.

On my bed reading this book Sze May let me borrow. 

It’s called The Bride Stripped Bare. Very enticing book. Very.

It’s basically about a married couple that’s not doing too well. She finds out about an affair her husband was having with one of her very best friends.  It’s written in the form of a diary and it talks about her newly found sexual adventures and a rejuvenation of long lost love.

Here’s an excerpt on how she finds emptiness:

“An emptiness rules at its core, a rottenness, a silence when one of you retires to bed without saying goodnight, when you eat together without conversation, when the phone’s passed wordlessly to the other.  An emptiness when every night you lie in the double bed, restlessly awake, astounded at how closely hate can nudge against love, can win around it sinuously like a cat. An emptiness when you realise that the loneliest you’ve ever been is within a marriage, as a wife.”

Wow.  I need some …

So you are leaving to another place. Not far from here, but far from us.  There’s so many things I want to say. Should have said. But never did.

Know though you were never a mistake nor a disaster.  You were one with me. =) Let’s see if my letter to you changes things.

This song is for you.

I have a friend named Wennie from the US.  She’s a really sweet girl and last year she was diagnosed with something bad and we were all scared she was going to not make it.  She was in hospital for few months and the doctors didn’t know what was wrong with her.  They thought it was cancer and it showed symptoms of it.  I found out about her through her blog where many of her readers were continuously supporting her, myself included. 

She got better as the weeks and months passed and I’m happy to say that she’ll be coming to Malaysia soon so I’ll get to see her for the first time. 

After my trip to the hospital and finding out my results, I kind of know what she went through now and the only thing you have to do is keep focused on recovering and having the best outlook of life.

(Hope you don’t mind me putting this up wen, but your such an inspiration! ) =D

I have this gift.  Many people have it too actually. It’s the ability to mind-fuck yourself to a point where you think you are gonna die.  Yes, it happens.  And surprisingly it happens to many of us males.  See. It doesn’t just fall into the female category.  Us ding dongs do have our shining moments.

I went and visited the hospital today. I’m scared.

Woooo Finally I’m in the new love shack! hahah

It’s a room with a pool view and I must say cleaning it was an entirely devasting bitch of a chore. The ex housemate clearly was born with no hygiene gene implanted into his system.  I was utterly grossed out when I opened up the doors.  Shame I wasn’t able to take a picture. You’d be grossed out too, but then I’d just feel guilty sharing the pain with you.

Here’s how it is now after a week of cleaning it spotless and adding in my own charms. =D

(Thats the left corner of my room.  It’s where I’d usually play my guitar or read a nice book.  The curtains, with the sun out, gives off a very distinct red glow into the room.  It makes it look like a brothel room. Me likey!

(This is a just another pic)

(And finally thats my bed. Well it’s called the LOVE COUCH by my housemates. Why? Cuz with one bang it folds down into a bed ever so smoothly.)