Quiet Times.
First and foremost, I’d like to say that I have an 8am class tomorrow morning, and I’m wide awake now and blogging at 3am. How fail am I, can I ask you.
I initially planned to blog yesterday about Saturday night’s insane party of mayhem, but no time so tak jadi.
Which I then delayed to blog today, but also no time so tak jadi.
But now it’s the quiet night time of 3 in the morning, everything is hushed and relaxed and I find myself settling down calmly for abit
Something I am apparently incapable of doing in the rushed hectic day times when the sun is still shining, which for some reason translates to me as, “Tick tock tick tock time is running out go go go be on the move Thia, you still have shitloads of things to do.”
*shudders*
I don’t even want to think about my schedule for the rest of this week, it’s so crazy it makes me want to cry :(
So. I *could* blog about Saturday night’s U.O.X party now since I’m awake, which might make a more interesting read with shitloads of pictures 
But that might take me at least an hour, hmm I think I’ll blog about something short and snappy running through my head right now.
He came back from Krabi on Monday and, in his arms, we went through the entire collection of pictures in his camera while he explained to me all about his trip with the boys.
The amazing food, oh he took A LOT of pictures of fooood glorious food 
The beef ball noodle soup (which he ate twice, hence 2 different pictures of it) (no wait 4 pictures, before and after shot also got, wtf.) looked especially yummy, and he explained meticulously how scrumptious each and every meal was, gawd it made me so hungry!
I begged him to stop, which of course he didn’t
but later he cooked me some Korean instant noodle soup so I’m happy.
He told me stories of all the other happy carefree tourists there, all the locals, the pretty bar ladies, the lady-boys and the in-betweens, hehe 
The sun, the sea, the sand. Football by the private beach,
The massages on the beach, a Chang beer in hand everywhere they went. So many stories it made me jealous I missed it.
And then he also came back with a spot-on wickedly hilarious Thai accent
actually it was a mix between hilarious and effing annoying la, because he simply would not stop!
“Kaap koon kraaa… sawadeekaaaa… mao mang maaaai… yoo waan happy ending….” WTF.
Don’t know how that conversation continued on to other strong Asian accents where he amazed me with his immitating skills. Seriously, he’s so spot on, it’s crazy 
Your stereotypical strong Chinese, Indian, and Malay accents found all over Malaysia, damn power.
“Hai. Nama aku, Rizal. Rizal Tioh…..”
Fugging hell that one i laugh terpelanting terbahak-bahak sial.
hahaha ok maybe you had to be there. Hee! *amused*
:+:
Sigh.
Funny why I’m thinking about this simple but sweet memory of ours, when right now at this very moment I’m supposed to be mad at him
sigh why am I so fail at being an angry girlfriend. Roar roar roar.
Ok quiet time is fast becoming sleepy time
goodnight! Hee.
Currently listening to: Dido - Quiet Times

January 24th, 2009 at 4:05 am
I saw your blog being feature in an advertisement on CLEO. :D
January 24th, 2009 at 11:59 am
Really? :p How did i not know about this! Which cleo issue?
July 13th, 2009 at 8:24 pm
im re reading this post, and im laughing so hard. :P