Showing posts with label my mood : 20%. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my mood : 20%. Show all posts

14.10.09

Should I happy?

May be no. I planned to back Penang this weekend before I came back to PJ, however, just because there is no one can pick me up at Penang Jetty at 11pm on Friday, my plan spoiled! The very first time I feel like really need to meet my family and my lovely dog. Of course still have my cubby bed and pang pang bo bo. Haiz. My dad don't want me back also. How sad I am! First time my Nee can't recognise my voice from phone, omg, I guess she start to forget me already. I want to cry. T3T But I can't. Haiz. There is at least 1 month I didn't cry d. I need a secret place for me to cry out my stress, I don't like any stress in my mind, even just 1mm.

Should I happy? Because someone wants me to stay at PJ, and I feel sweet of course. However, I should not stay! (although at last I stay) because last weekend he leave me alone here, and I should leave him as a punishment too right? It is just so unfair. HMPH! Bluekz

Once again. I miss Penang. I miss my family. I miss my chao chao. I miss my bed. I miss my bo bo. I miss everything. But, I MISS you more than others. So, may be just don't regret but I do sad. T.T

Where can I rely? Who can I cry on? Feel so insecure~ I need a huge tight hug! Hug till can't breathe! Hope my weekend is fun, I guess that will cheer me up. Or may be no?

Besides, my ViVa coming PJ lo. So, I have no car when I back Penang. Hang out? Come fetch me please~ My handsome car will at here for 2 years I guess.

Besides, I miss my massage machine very very super duper much. Although it doesn't very nice. I miss my sis-in-law hands' massage too! And ah girl as well. Hey, need massage here! Someone please~

28.8.09

DO READ THIS! LADIES!

Due to everyone curiousness plus my laziness, I decide to post up my experience for that robbery. And I am the victim of course.

Ladies, do be careful of a motor, PJB 8647, Honda Wave, silver in color. It is at PENANG, PANTAI JERJAK area.

11..50am, I go out from my house gate door with a jacket, an umbrella, car key, house key and hand phone bag that I always hold in hand with my IC, lessen, Maybank ATM, my not-old hand phone plus rm200+ inside. At the moment I close the gate, I saw two Malay guys with a motor, I feel scare but I can’t get in my house cause my house have nobody, if they go into my house, is even worst. So, I decide to get in my car faster and drive, but I still need to close my umbrella right. When I finish closing my umbrella, close the door and prepare to lock that time, one of the Malay guy open my side door and take my jacket, pack all my stuff then run away with another. I shout but nobody hear of course, I can’t see the number plate because it’s raining and I get shock. Besides, they wearing helmets.

I quickly run to my neighbor house who is the only neighbor that I knew after so long and ask for help. I phone my dad, and stand beside my car in the rain, because they rob away my house and car key as well. The uncle call me rest in his house but I scare they drive away my car, then the uncle say:” If later they drive away car plus you, how?!” I scare, so I go inside and rest with the old uncle standing outside with his umbrella. Thanks a lot uncle! I do love you this sweet neighbor.

After awhile, he sees a motor keep riding in front my house and car, he wants me mark down the number plate because he feel that this guy is one of them. I very worry my house, because I lost my house key too. At the time I meet my dad, my tears drop. I can’t stop crying; in front people I can control myself but not my dearest dad. He doesn’t scold me. He changes all the lock, untie my chao chao, (my cute chao chao, is already untie, but she thought she is still with the chain, didn’t move at all) and bring me to balai polis to report.

We wait for 1 and a half hour only settle the report. Then we rush to do my IC, lessen and hand phone number as well. I need finish all those things because the merdeka holidays start from tomorrow and I need to back KL on Monday. My dad rush with me and we both don’t eat anything the whole noon. After all, I go to PTPL collect cert and syllabus although I can’t get the syllabus. Then, fetch my mum, go grandma house, buy a hand phone. My dad doesn’t want to buy me a new hand phone. He say:”Ming, this is the third time already, you have no excuse for me to buy you new hand phone instead the second hand.” Okay, I admit. I am a ShaGua like what my senior said. My hand phone get steal twice then my dad wants me to earn and buy a new hand phone myself but now, not steal but rob! WTH!

Reach home, tell my family story, online, and buy bus tickets. All the while, my hands are shaking. I don’t know why! I admit I scare but I do feel better. Why are you two still shaking huh? I guess I will have nightmare every night. I really scare. I really really need a shoulder!

Thanks to friends that do worry and care of me. For others that just worry about outing, I quite disappointed.