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Saturday, March 24, 2007 @ 9:51 PM
A mix of regret, sadness and happiness..

First things first...

I was trolling the forum that me, WenLiang, Terence, Noelle, Tycoon, JoeChen and Robin (from Terengganu) set up 2 years ago, after a long long hiatus, when I saw this certain recent post from WenLiang.

(Note : SORRY FOR PLAGARISM, BUT WHATEVER.)

This :-
@Winnie (whom if I call by any other name, she will kill me :) ) - Thank you for beginning to talk to the pair of losers (me and terence, no offence bud ;P) who didn't fit in at first. Thank you for your honesty, your own great brand of humor, for not always conforming to the norm, and being able to be different yet staying fun all the same. Thank you for scribbling all over my desk with random words and pictures, and they have brightened up many days.

Thank you for being who you are. Your blog is one of the few connections I have with the darling Guavalians, keep it up. =) You are terrific at what you've set out to do, and I hope you get your very own great magazine that you've dreamt about. You may be one of the few people who can hold the Gammas all together in spite of our ever-seperating paths. Last, but not least, you rock.
And :-
@Each and every one of 5 Gamma - I know since I'm posting this in a forum, most of you would not get a chance to read it. But still, much is left unspoken by me. To write the blessings I've gained from being with you guys would drown all the works of Rowling. It's been fun being a part of the group, be it as Holy Man or AdamOrange (but definitely not as Euro). Every. Single. One Of You has made my life more enjoyable; and Gamma rocks just beacuse of it. 4-5Gamma is just a sketched painting. You guys provide the colour, the meaning in it all. And because of you, I have became the person I am. Time-restraint prevents me from naming every one of you, but you know who you are. :)
WenLiang, you are officially the first boy who made me cry.
Ever.
And I NEVER cry.
:(

Honestly, as I read the whole thing, I shed tears of sadness, regret, and god-knows-what-else.
GIVE ME THAT TIME MACHINE, NOW!!!!

(Screw my grammar, i'm not in the mood.)
WenLiang, first things first, you and Terence are not losers.
You (and Terence) were NEVER losers.
You were - are - a friend - a good friend - who spoke in this different accent from all of us sitting at the back of me in class (for two great years), who let me draw on his table and who had - and still has - a kickass, twisted sense of humour and could -still most definitely can - draw drawings that could send Jim Davis running back to his drawing board.
And who had a heart of gold and this eternal craving for chocolate.
(I have a whole Milka bar of chocolate in the freezer muahahahaha)
Hell, FattusRattus could sit on Garfield and crush him flat.

And I, in turn, thank you, for being there for me all this while, for enduring my bitchings about my family, about my dreams, about whatever the hell I have said to you when I was feeling like I needed to pour out my feelings to someone - anyone - and well, since you were sitting behind meeeee (looks away and whistles innocently), we have lucky contestant number one. :P And instantly, you would always listen, saying the right things at the right times, to make me feel better. (And bitching about Shanta all the time didn't hurt either. :P ) OH YEAH. IMPORTANT POINT - THANK YOU FOR ENDURING MY LAMENESS ALL THIS WHILE!

Thank you for enduring with me, for all the times I have used God's name in vain.
Thank you, for making me laugh countless times, thanks for EVERYTHING. (oh yeah. and also thanks for the table space.) And ...

I am no Shakespeare, BUT SERIOUSLY, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

I may not be the same any more, once you come back from Australia, but I assure you, you are, and you will always be, one of my greatest ever friends that I could ever have.

(If this thank you note is jumbled up, well, that's how I feel right now. Jumbled up. A mess.)

I am sooooooooooo sorry if I caused any hurt to you, or even screwed up that last outing to MidValley Megamall, but Dollar came to your rescue all the same.

And when you become a dentist/orthodontist/specialist (you told me you were taking dentistry, anyway), I SWEAR I WILL BE ONE OF THE FIRST CUSTOMERS.
And I won't even ask for a discount.
.
.
.
Well, maybe a tiny one.
I promise. :D

YOU ROCK STEVEN TYLER'S SOCKS OFF.
(Well, if you don't like Steven Tyler - just to let you know that he's the best rock singer ever, and i've been listening to Aerosmith a lot lately - this is meant to be a compliment.)

I really miss the times when i'd be bent over some helluva-pain-in-the-ass essay about stupid Kino and idiotic Juana and their spastic kid Coyotito, and i'd hear exchanges of "Duuuude" between you and The Black One.
Not long after would come your weird-in-a-good-way laugh, and i'd turn around and go "What?"
:P

Lastly, I definitely miss your I-just-got-ran-over-by-a-lawnmower hairstyle. :D
!!!!!
*Scuttles away*

p/s: I won't kill you if you call me by any other name, but don't you dare try. :)

AND TO ALL MY FRIENDS, REGARDLESS OLD OR NEW... I REALLY CAN BE A PAIN IN THE YOU-KNOW-WHERE. I CAN BE TOTALLY SELF-CENTERED, BABBLING ON AND ON AND ON ABOUT MY PROBLEMS WHEN ALL YOU WANT ME TO DO IS TO SHUT UP. I CAN BE IDIOTIC, CRAZY, BITCHY, GRUMPY... OR EVEN A NERVOUS, BLUR, WRECK.

ALL I'M ASKING IS FOR YOU TO ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM.
AND I CAN LEARN HOW TO CHANGE MYSELF TO BE A BETTER PERSON.

I REALLY AM TRYING.


THANK YOU FOR ALL THAT YOU PEOPLE HAVE DONE FOR ME.
SERIOUSLY.

Wooh.
A huge load off my chest just like that.
Blogging really works wonders.

Second things second....

What else, but pictures to cheer me up. :D
Happiness!

Alissa's wantan meeeee.

Do you see a Rachel? :P

No prizes for the first person who guesses it.

Bought the smaller shoe - exactly like a real sneaker, only ten times smaller - at RM7.50.
:D Damn cute!
I want big red sneakerrrr!

At some restaurant in Klang.

Slurps.

Been trying to improve my Photoshop skills!
:D Yeay I love my new fonts!

And third things third...

Let me introduce you to a total god.
A Spanish god.
A Spanish music god.

This is JUANES.


His songs rock.
And his looks dont hurt either - he looks like the younger version of totally suave Antonio Banderas!!!
1111!!!

*Endless ^^ emoticons till I die*

Looks like he's going to be on my wanted list :P

Wooh, this wraps up this totally longwinded and un-Winnie-like post.
Going to go back to my original posts from now on.

Tata.

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