eugenietan

(In the midst of holiday) Somehow I just felt like going against the crowd and creating my own fun. Ruby left for johore and

Singapore

with her floormates. Then I had thoughts of going down johore too to visit my aunt and cousin. Out of nowhere had this crazy idea of going down to Malacca and Cameron. After all those thoughts, finally decided to stay back in KL and was so determined to have my own “fun”.

Gosh, then holiday draws closer. It didn’t feel that good in the first place. The entire college was dark, gloomy and my floor felt so empty. I can even number with my fingers the ppl left in the college. Upon sending me back one night, one friend sounded concerned and was telling kim, “can you please advise your friend to move to your room? Please la. This place is so gloomy” I felt touched. It’s not often you get friend that cares. Lol.. Then again, it’s not my first time and wont be my last time (of staying alone. It’s not that bad.).

Well, I learn my lesson? Realised regardless of whatever my decision might be, It could only determine where I’ll be but It’s subjective in determining how happy I’ll be. The person you are and the people around you are the main determinant of great fun. So, I’ll say that I’ve had my portion of fun this holiday.

Highlights of this holiday:

1)      spending 4-5 hours at Gasoline café (aka jia you zhan). A pretty cool music café with a glow in the dark section (my fav) where it’s dark and everything else jus glows. I recommend a white shirt or blouse if you’re interested to visit. The menu glows too, don worry. Abundance of good food.

2)      Ice-skating (again) I’m loving it. I was so packed. Felt like walking on ice than skating. Lol.

3)      Eugenie cooks!! How great can that be? Room cook super healthy chicken soup with Vietnamese egg noodle. Not forgetting the super delicious pasta. Wanna try? Employ me

4)      Little genting. This hill lets you over look the entire KL city. Wow. Ideal place for couples. Have you ever seen kepo ppl going around trying to look into cars? Yo, mai ane la.. give them some privacy ma ;p The scenery of city lights was nice nonetheless.

5)      Feeling Music Café. Discovered this place when we decided to hunt for a new place. They have their own band. Very lively indeed. On the wall, it is written “ai hen jian dan” hmm.. do you agree?? I recommend lychee red tea. The cocktail looks presentable but taste a lil less. No, no NOT the hot chocolate.. no value for money. Try one of their recommendations.

6)      What else? I couldn’t recall. Its now 7am. Super unusual to find me awake. But I’m awake.. argh..

(to be continued since my holiday @ study break is not over yet. But thing for sure I’ve to start studying soon. It’s a must)

Why are you single? Still single ar? Why? No guys in UPM? No guys going after you? Really? Are you that busy? Argh.. so sick. Common questions. Got so much of it that it becomes so cliche.

Reminds me of a conversation over dinner. We were happily enjoying our zhi bao ji (chicken wrapped in paper) somewhere near mines. [Ho Chiak!!] Then someone asked the question, "Eh Eugenie, you’re still single ar?" "Yes??!!" "Why ar??" One smart friend added " i know why. i know why" "why??" "Because I think she felt this is not the right time yet. Somehow I felt she wanna enjoy somemore freedom" (Brian)

At that moment, I thought he spoke my heart out. I wouldnt say this friend know me well but then he was right. I just feel contented. At least till now,I haven’t really felt the urge to attach to any. I’ve had the best (I believe). So, the next one? I dont know. ;P There were good guys along the way but I felt god say just wait

One night after a hectic day, I returned to my room. On the way up the stairs, i noticed 2 scenes. First girl i met laughing and chatting happily with her bf on the mobile. I smiled. Second girl i met had tears in her eyes and i heard her say ,"so you don’t love me anymore?" puzzled. (Fact 1:I stay on the top floor. Fact 2:girls like to talk on the stairs) love has its own beautiful and ugly sides. it’s true.bitter sweet ,yea?? take time and think bout it..

So you ask me.. am i gonna stay single forever? oh please, no. (i hope not. evil laugh) my hormones are much higher than that. haha. i believe every girl needs (at least) a good guy friend. vice versa

ps. let me introduce my room mate. yong sing.. i get to hear nice songs everyday.. she’s singing next to me now as i blog.

Ever wanted to try something new? Something rather unusual? That’s me. I felt that nudge almost all the time to try something new. Here’s the most recent thing I’ve tried.. HeNNa. a more local term would be "mendhi" –> i think so. This art will stay with me for two weeks. Had some doubts bout having it.. i had to do ushering in church today [standing at the door, and giving out bulletins] I was rather worried bout perception of older generation.. imagine u shaking their hands, then they say.. ar.. ar.. what is this ar? y so samseng ar? haha.. but i gotta be proud coz it’s me!! and creating new experience i love.[i'm scared of balls ya, big n small balls in motion.been hit too often;( ] so why hide right? just be yourself.

so what else have i tried? hmm.. tried playing guitar, drum (have my own drumsticks), back-up singing, tried playing piano. parachuted. played tennis (where’s my racket ar?) , squash, swim, kayaking, obstacle, flying fox, ice skating, spa, sauna, steam bath [i think that's all.. d rest not so authentic] i wanna try diving, jet skiing, bicycle??, cant wait to use my temporary tattoo, go-cart, baking a proper cheese cake, making chocolates..lots lots more

i found a friend that’s almost as crazy as me (mayb craZIER).. ruby her name. ask her show u her HeNNa..

Are you thinking what I am thinking? Do you think you know? Take a guess.. hmm… Ice skating!!

I call it the game of letting go. Imagine being rob of something you know ever since you were 3 o 4?? fearful but fun. First time, is being clingy to the wall. sliding a few inch at a time. not daring to let go, it’s true. As the kids skates past you, sure it will bring some level intimidation. haha..gosh, this big kid learning how to skate. then again, everyone have their first time.lol

It takes alot to tell yourself to trust that you won’t fall and that even if you do,it’s all ok. [coz everyone need to fall to learn ;p] my record: 7 falls on my first day. result: bruises on both legs. mum just shakes her head when i showed it to her. haha.

sure helps if someone were to come alongside you and hold your hand. friends did it for me, and i did it for someone else. interested? we can slide and laugh. it’s all fun.

speaks so much of life doesnt it?

Introducing Beryl’s Tiramisu. It’s superb delicious. California’s roasted almond wrapped in medium-sweet-creamy tiramisu. With it’s outer layer coated with cocoa powder. The slogan speaks for itself.. Heaven in the mouth.

So here’s how heaven taste like, a little bitter at first (due to the cocoa powder) but as it melts, the tiramisu is just..hmmm… nice.. The final reward is the ever crunchy roasted almond.. ho chiak!! You’ll want MoRe!!

Today is the last day of Beryl’s promotion. Guess what, we went again and this time round we sweep the shelves clean of its tiramisu almond. It’s not for sale in the market and it’s NIce!! Hurray! another packet for me

Miss you guys a thousand chocolaties..

Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?

This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate?
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in oh oh oh
Oh god I…

Every memory of lookin’ out the back door
I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walkin’ out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin’ for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when oh oh oh
Oh god I…

Every memory of lookin’ out the back door
I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walkin’ out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin’ for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town, I miss the faces
You can’t erase, you can’t replace it
I miss it now, I can’t believe it
So hard to stay, too hard to leave it

If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of lookin’ out the back door
I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walkin’ out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin ‘for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
-Photograph, Nickelback-

Memories is just so wonderful isn’t it? There are good and bad memories. And yet each and every one of them ought to be cherished just as well. There are moments in life where I regret not creating enough memories with the person dearest to me, just to realise I can never turn back time. Be in a family member or a friend. What’s past is gone with the wind.

Memories are good, I enjoy recalling each of them. Sometimes, they bring tears of joy, tears of relief, tears of regret and tears of a hope. But little did we realise memories can be a stopper. If you put your memories in front of you, you will linger there on and on, immerse in the good old days and you will never have any new ones. Don’t leave them behind you either, you will never know if one day you’ll want to find it back, it’s just to far behind your path, you can never find them. Instead carry them with you, and create more new ones along the way.

Some memories are just so painful that you want to hide it from the world, bury it six feet underground. Dark secret, dark memories.. that you won’t want anyone to find it. Some of it, you feel like killing yourself for ever making such a decison. I’ve had that. And as time passes by, I force myself to try to accept them. What’s the point of living with partial darkeness? I won’t say there is a crown of light hovering over me now, but I’ll say I removing those dark clouds a little at a time.

Pictures are images of memories. Do you agree? Yea, realising I never have pictures with some of the friends I cherish the most. Will see what i can do about it..