My sisters dashed into my room and frantically woke me up, saying got Bangla doorbell. I reluctantly opened my eyes, feeling agitated. I said in a foul mood, “You all cannot open the door yourselves ah? Look through the keyhole and open up lah! Scared what, the gate’s locked what!”

Sisters: Noooo cannot! You must open, we’re scared and dunno what to do.

Me: Just open the bloody door lah, I want to sleep. What the hell, I just finished night shift leh! I don’t care, you all answer it!

Sisters: Exited my room.

I again, reluctantly pulled myself out of the bed, half-naked. Sexy ah! I went to the door where they were peering through the eyehole. I looked through it, and saw a woman.

Me: It’s just a woman lah! Open the door go! *went back into my room*

I guess my sisters opened the door because the doorbell rings stopped. I went out again and I saw gf holding a cake, with the candles all lit on, all smiles.

Me (Silently): Oh fuck! Omg it’s a surprise for me lah, alamak so sweet ah. Knn what the fuck am I wearing now! Damn must go wash face first!

Well, gf got disappointed because immediately after exiting the toilet, I went straight to my  bedroom to wear a tee. She said I rolled my eyes at her, and that I looked pissed.

But honestly, in my heart, I felt like “Awwwww!” Got feel guilty also lah cos scold my sisters, cos they couldn’t do a simple thing like opening the door. When I got out into the living room, I was okay. Felt touched sia! Haha. Rasa terharu! Alahai.

Muka bacin babi nak kena bantai.

The cake was HUGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEE.

Oh and I got a present leh, together with a birthday card from gf. How sweet is that man, handmade card leh. Lots of love was put into it. Most people nowdays just wish you on FaceBook or SMS. Yes you know who you are, you super-insincere PEOPLE!

:D

Anyway the surprise was the best surprise ever, really caught me off guard man. I felt really sorry for scolding my sisters, and felt apologetical that gf thought I was angry at her.

No lahhh, you did so much for me already. No capacity to be angry at you :) ily!

I hope my readers won’t puke okay by the previous statement. I’m not overdoing it right? When I read some blogs, it’s like so fucking gross. Everytime put camwhoring pics of them with boyfriends, like hollywood star eat here there, declare their love excessively & publicly, pictures of hugging and kissing, wear clothes until boobs pouring/portruding out, show cleavage blah blah.

WHAT THE!

Wah lao I fucking cannot take it man. It’s fucking disgusting! Please fucking make your blog private sia. I don’t go your blog one. I happen to see them when close friends/family/relatives visit them. I never fail to get fucking disgusted.

Somemore the couple can comment and vomit out more words of affection for people to see. Fuck sia! Nabei gross man. This one serious relationship or just play-play wan? I thought such words are only for that special person’s EARS.

You want to be special meh in the eyes of other people instead of your loved one? You mean you’re that insecure, you have to show others that you’re both truly in love? Or you want to prove to people you got moolah, living the bloodywood life?

Wah, Khairul running sia! He’d never volunteer to run at the stadium, ever! Entah kena angin ape entah.

I ran exceedingly fast man, I think because I wanted to lap gf asap. I wanted to smack her butt! Hahahahahaha….

Anyways, exams are around the corner and I’m mugging for what are my last exams in NUS! Hah! Finally! Thereafter, I’ll have to resume FYP (Yeah bummer!) because my Prof wants me to redo the software GUI; turn it launch-worthy.

Anyway love called me just now and she was all hysterical because of the strong winds/cranky weather. Took me quite a bit to calm her down, but she’s okay now, I hope. :) I love her to bits.

Forgive me for the updates! I know some of you have come to me to complain about the SERIOUSLY lack of updates. Blogging isn’t really a priority for me now! Too much of blogging == no life! You know why Singaporeans like to blog? Because they talk too much! Talk, Gossip, Backstab, Argue, Fight. Non-stop.

Just this other day I was in the bus on the way to Botanical Gardens, there was these two teenagers (a guy and a girl). I doubt they were a couple, because the guy dressed and carried himself like a wussy. They were all the way bitching (yes bitching leh, like how girls would gossip and bitch, that kind!) about blog comments, blog arguments, blog wars, all that gritty shit. Serious man, get a life. Go to the park like me, lay a mat, lie down and read a book!

Okay stop. Anyway, I’m going for my final job interview with this company, I hope everything goes well. I pray I will get what I’m comfortable with!

What’s cheap and still allows you to spend time with your loved one?

We both really enjoyed the time spent together. Yeah, our first cake! Lucky for me, nothing got burnt this time. We made 3 pieces, one for her family, one for mine and another for my cousins.

On a sidenote:

Women are generally simple to please. You don’t need to shower them with fancy stuffs, bring them to expensive restaurants, or what nots. You don’t need to put up a treasure hunt for her birthday party, or take her to famous tourist attractions, or write a diary for her. Sure it’s gonna be real sweet to do so, even though you’ve pulled the same stunt on an ex-girlfriend.

Show them pure honesty. Small, sincere gestures might sound wussy-licious but pile a few of them together, and they will make quite a mountain.

The challenge however is how to be consistent. That depends on the woman.

Surprised her at home with the help of her mum and youngest sister!

Dinner at Breeks.

First time at Marina Barrage.

Birthday girl (:

Us ((:

I hope I made her 18th birthday awesome.