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  • Lau Sai!

    This is disgusting but I want to write about it.

    I was driving half way when suddenly, the stomach was playing an orchestra and there was a tornado. I needed to go to the toilet….very badly.

    I started to pray for the traffic light to turn green, for the traffic light to stay green, for the car in front of me to go faster because I need to get to the toilet immediately!!!

    I came home, parked the car. RAN up to the house. DASHED into the toilet. And KAH BOOM! No time to even close the toilet door but it’s okay because no one’s home except for me.

    After the tornado has subsided and the orchestra has got no more song to play, I walked out to meet the man.

    Today he wore a light pink long sleeve striped shirt. ;))

  • Yay!

    I like it when he rants and whines to me. It is a way to understand him better.

    Today I shouted “YAY!!!” in the car so very loudly after hanging up. Macam budak-budak. He called and asked if I want to have dinner with him.

    Of course I want to.

    I can even fly to the moon.

  • SUSHIGROOVE

    Pappy and I were walking to our dinner place in One Utama and I bumped into a poster saying there’s a new Japanese restaurant. So I told Pappy, “Let’s go!”

    SUSHIGROOVE is a very unique Japanese restaurant. It looked more like a bar to me because it’s darker than any other normal Japanese restaurant. You will love the small plates or what you call…side dishes. It’s just one of a kind. I didn’t really enjoy the Tori Chicken rice that I had but that aside, everything was good.

    Came back home to watch Dreamgirls. The Sony player just wouldn’t read the last quarter of it a few days ago which left me feeling frustrated because I was already towards the end of the movie. Pappy bought a new DVD player yesterday. Cheaper and has a brand that I don’t know of…but it doesn’t really matter to me so long as it plays the DVDs.

    So, I managed to watch Dreamgirls right to the very end and I love it very much. I think Beyonce is pretty. Jennifer Hudson has got a very powerful voice and the songs…I love them.

    It has been a week since I last saw him.

  • Pusing Pusing

    Last year, the driver who took us around while we were in Bali said, “We Malaysians like to use the word “pusing pusing” to say “Please take me around Bali”.

    At first, he didn’t know why we would want to go pusing because pusing actually meant something else. Spin. Pusing pusing = head spinning. Means…pening. So he thought we wanted him to make our heads spin.

    So funny!

    Anyway, my head really spinned today. I left work feeling dizzy ( I wouldn’t want to go in length of what happened) and I had to focus on my one hour drive from Cyberjaya to Kepong. I actually love how my car is cruising on the road, after the scheduled car service. Costs a bomb. Changed to a new battery because I sensed something was wrong, the car acting like it has a sorethroat. Service guy confirmed that battery is weak…so better changed it before I get stranded somewhere alone …in the dark.

    Reached dinner place and had to sit down and try to make head stop spinning while listening to Pappy arguing with his friend during dinner. Sometimes I think arguing is his hobby, especially when it’s accompanied with beer. And I totally hate when it happens and when I have to sit through it.

    End of rant.

    This has got nothing to do with the story above.

    I WANT TO HUG HIM!

  • Getz

    Not writing long tonight because I’ve just upgraded to the latest WordPress Version 2.2 also known as Getz. Named after a tenor saxophonist. Getz…is also the name of my car.

    🙂

  • That Is Why He’s So Special To Me

    From time to time, this scene from the past flashes back into my mind. And everytime I think about it, I think it is wonderful to have somebody to love.

    ***

    The lecturer wanted us to form a group of 3 for an assignment. Because it was still the start of a new semester in college, I barely knew everyone in class. I only have a friend with me who is also my housemate, hometown mate and ex-schoolmate.

    Both of us were standing together, looking around in class, trying to look for a 3rd person.

    A guy came up to us. The same guy whom I’ve caught staring at me in the class.

    “Hello, my name is D.”

    He said while reaching out his hand to shake hands with me.

    “Can I join your group?”

    My friend was hesitant about having him as a group member. Reason being we don’t know him well enough if he’s going to just be in the group and not do any work. But I already said yes so she didn’t have much of a choice to disagree and that if she does, we still don’t have a 3rd person to make us a company of 3.

    That was how our friendship started.

    He will always sit next to me. Whether it’s at the canteen or outside the examination hall. On a late weekend afternoon, sometimes we’ll go to the playground and sit on the swing while we talked. Sometimes, he’ll walk to my house to get me and then we’ll walk to the mamak stall together at 3 in the morning. It was also during one of the walking to the mamak stall that he first held my hand. Very nice.

    There was one night when he was walking me home that it started to drizzle.

    “I’ll get sick if we walk in the rain like that.” I said. I was just saying it as it is but I guess he took it very seriously.

    He started pulling off his shirt and covered my head with it.

    I was feeling like this…”CAN-YOU-PUT-ON-YOUR-SHIRT?-EVERYONE’S-LOOKING-AT-US!”

    He put on his shirt again. Even though I thought he was out of his mind, I can’t help but feel that’s very sweet of him.

    You have no idea what that action did to my heart. It melted with the rain. Forever yours.

    Talking about rain, there was once when he walked to my house, carrying a box with computer speakers. It started raining heavily before he could reach my house. To make things worse, he didn’t carry his handphone with him. The only way he could get me to open the gate was to shout my name. I was in my room upstairs and with a rain like that, I couldn’t hear him shouting.

    “I even shouted your full name!” He later explained when he got in. I did not open the gate for him. Guess what he did? He climbed over the fence and I have no idea how he did it. He then knocked on the door loudly and that was how I knew I have a visitor.

    Wet and bleeding a little. He got himself hurt during the fence-climbing process. sakit hati aku. sakit hati aku.

    ***

    Along the way, we went our separate ways. We dated other people. Sometimes he’ll appear and then he’ll disappear. Loved him. Hated him. I don’t know what lies beyond but I love him. I love him.

  • Note to Self

    Gracie, please learn to be more vocal.

    You can do so much better in things that you are afraid of doing or trying. You are too self-concious and you got to break away from that. Stop playing Ms.Very Nice, in which you want to please everyone. And if you think you failed to please everyone, it’s okay. That’s reality. That’s normal. Because you can’t please everyone. Just do your best and the rest will take its on course.

    I know I’ve told you this for so many times, Gracie.

    But it’s okay, sometimes we need to be reminded from time to time. Because sometimes we tend to forget.

    Have more confidence in yourself.

    Love,
    The Lovely You

  • The Surprise!

    I was asked to organise a tea party for the monthly birthday celebration at work. Nothing extravagant, just a simple get-together. I had no heart to say no and I thought it would do me some good. But then I doubt I’ll be organising the next one, considering the amount of unnecessary stress I’ve built for myself.

    And seeing that a colleague will be leaving and last day being today, I thought of bidding him farewell too so it was a birthday and farewell party. It was meant to be a surprise.

    Now let me tell you why I have supernatural powers to stress myself. I was thinking about what cake to get and I had to be really careful because the budget allocated is limited, same applies to other stuff like food and presents.

    I haven’t been able to sleep well for the past few nights and I’m not kidding. I’ve been waking up at 2am for the past two nights. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me waking up in the middle of the night and the first thing I think about is the party, the gift, the cake, how I am going to do it, will it be okay?, what if it’s not a success, what if I failed to make it a good one? I tell you, those questions and those things kept spinning inside my head. Monday night, I only slept at 4am, after being awake for 2 hours just thinking about all these things which I could actually think during the day, not when it’s time to sleep.

    Not to burden you with the details, I’ll just tell you how the party went today.

    There were several occasions where the surprise almost leaked out. I know sometimes it’s hard to keep it a secret when you don’t really realise the person you want to surprise is just next to you. For the whole day, I was trying hard to keep it as a secret. It was a little tough because the birthday girl was sitting beside me. The guy who’s leaving is sitting quite close too.

    Had to sneak in the cake and all.

    The secret or so-called surprise was so well-kept until it became a reverse surprise. Instead of us surprising the guy, he surprised us instead. In fact, he almost gave me a heart attack.

    Party was to start at about 4….but this guy suddenly packed his bags at 3 and I saw him saying goodbye to this fellow team mates and I was thinking. Oh shit.

    I’m not sure if his team mates are aware that we are going to have a farewell party because they didn’t seem to be doing anything to at least make him stay. But they are aware lah. I mean I have practically announced it to the whole department. TWICE.

    The guy then came out from the room and said bye to the girls outside, me included. I wasn’t looking at him because I was staring very seriously and in a very shocked and panic mode at my MSN chat window with another colleague.

    “OH MY GOD. HE’S LEAVING”

    That was what I typed.

    I didn’t want to say goodbye to him yet because I didn’t want him to leave. We still have got a party. For him…and also for her. So we cannot do it without them around.

    I turned around to see two colleagues looking at me with a panic look too but there isn’t much that I can say because I still dyingly wanted to keep it a secret and a surprise….since the birthday girl who is sitting next to me can listen to our every word.

    I could only murmur something and gave them an assured look that I’m going to take immediate action.

    The guy then went into the boss’s room. And my boss didn’t even make him stay. I was like….Oh shit man.

    The guy then began walking towards the door to leave the office. Me…I walked as fast as I could and then ended up running out to catch him at the door. I talked to him outside.

    “Can you please don’t leave yet?”

    Suddenly, I felt like I’m a girl so much in love and begging the guy not to leave her. Ah ha ha.

    Okay, back to reality…

    He asked why and I had to tell him why. No more surprise. *sigh*

    “Do my team mates know that there will be a party?”

    “Yes, they do know.”

    “Why didn’t they tell me or make me stay?”

    He asked a very good question, in which I wanted to ask them so much myself. I didn’t know how to answer him. I just said I don’t know.

    Anyway, I made him stay but his walk back from the door to his desk, may have been a little embarassing. Imagine you walking out the door, thinking that you are a free man, and to be called in by someone and you got to turn back again. Very potong steam!

    The party went on fine. I’m glad it’s over. Because I know I finally can sleep tonight.

  • Love You 2

    I am happy that the message was sent with the words “Love You” because you have no idea how that two words have changed things a little. 🙂

    Knowing me, I’m just not the kind who would tell someone I love him unless he says it first. It’s like I’ve got to be sure of how he feels before I tell him how I feel. But with him, I don’t think I want to keep those two words inside for too long. It is also hard to contain a feeling that’s so strong. So, yea, it’s out now.

    We went to watch Spidey 3 the day before. I appreciate him making time despite his busy schedule. Whenever I meet him, most of the time, he will tell me he’s tired and I know he’s tired. So whenever I look at his tired face or body, I can’t help but feel sakit hati about it. I mean I do want to see him and meet him but at the same time, I’d hope he will just go home and have a good rest.

    I am happy for the past few days even though I was also very stressed and very occupied with work which explains why I haven’t been writing.