Seriously, you got me laughing off my chair.

Hello everyone. These past few days been a bliss to me. No harassing Facebook messages from her, no phony text messages. It's been a total bliss.

Well at least I thought it was until today. 

Click for a better view of this lunatic sister of someone

Few days back someone named Dea, added me on Facebook. Being suspicious of the strangers request I've been getting on my Facebook, I always make sure the people I add at least holds a certain connection with my friends. A few hours after I added her, I noticed that she had someone in her list that's been bothering me for the weeks. So I decided to removed her 10 minutes after I added her. 

Look at the next picture before I continue my story. 

Again click for a better view of the sister to the psycho sister.

Today after I got back from my lunch break, that girl that I removed messaged me in my inbox. So I told her that I removed her because I don't talk to strangers. Actually I was just being nice, but after she told me she "likes" the name Eryn, it starts to freak me out. But at the same time I smell something fishy, to cut things short I told her that the reason why I removed her is because she's a friend to someone I don't like talking to, or better still don't want to talk for the rest of my life.

She keep pushing me wanting me to tell her who is that person I'm referring to. But due to respect, I made it clear it's none of her business.

It was lame anyway, because you like the name Eryn that's why you added me on Facebook. The reason why it's not logical because 95% of stupid female from my race loves to spell it as Erin instead of Eryn. So I know she was up to something. 

Up to something until a few minutes ago after I left her hanging in the message she sent me.

Apparently she's a sister to our favourite Miss Akari, the psycho gf / fiancee/ who knows what status she's holding now. 

I wanted to cut and paste her the message of our sweet little Dea, but then soon realised it's not worth for everyone to read anyway. Unlike others, I do respect people's privacy and  to get not that desperate to get my message through by using my sister. 

Using a 15 year old to convey your message to me bitch ?

What in the world are you talking about ? Even my youngest sister speaks, talks and write better than your sister. Next time, if you actually want to say something to me just tell it straight to my face instead. You don't have to use a 15 year old to talk to someone like me. 

If you actually think that your words might break me, for shit head I don't give a damn. 

You guys are just bunch of pathetic people. 

You're just one sad case envied of what I have and you don't.

"Kalau dah melayu tu, memang melayu la." 

Stupid.

It's sad to see I actually half-belong to that race.

I feel more Chinese and Western rather than my own roots.

So screw you stupid bigots.

Feel free to flip through the dictionary for words you don't understand. Oh wait, we do have online dictionary for that.

Tee-hee =)

Sidenotes:

One more message, you're dead and I mean it. I don't care if you're his girlfriend or not. One report of you to my people and you're done.

So try me.

Giving second chances is okay, but giving third chances is stupid.

It's funny when some of us still in denial that things are not working out like we expected to be but still striving in making ends meet. Recently, I've been talking to a friend's girlfriend who's been paranoid over her boyfriend whereabouts. 

So here's an excerpt in the message where I would like to snap it out in front of her that she's letting her stupidity and lack of judgement controlling that tiny brain of her's.

"i cuma nk tau cite sbnr, cz i pn perlukn llki y tbaik t0k idop i, 2 je".

Translated: I just want to know the truth, and I just need the best guy in my life.

I replied, although my friends who knew me well, knows that I'll get irritated receiving "rempit" like messages, be it in sms or in my Facebook inbox. I told her, "You know your bf better, then ask yourself is he the one for you?"

We both know he's not being truthful to any of us, so why are you blaming other people for the dysfunctional of your relationship? You GLADLY told everyone that you HAD EXPERIENCE of him cheating over the years and still stick by him out of proclaimed LOVE?

That's bullshit. It more sounds like nobody wants you and thats why you stick by him so bad and not wanting him to leave you. Please don't let your stupidity and lack of judgement be the main flaws of your own problem. 

The funniest part when I tried to correct her over the sms that she wasn't officially his yet, she said "at least kitaorg couple" (at least  we're a couple). Haha. That got me laughing real bad.

So meaning by being a couple, you could have pre-marital sex, kiss, fondle each other because you're a couple? By words, my dear it means nothing. Did you not go to school and received basic faith education? I may not be religious but heck I don't simply make a statement that would show my shallow thoughts in faith and religion issue. My parents thought me well enough that if you're stupid, doesn't mean you have to make it that obvious.

I knew a lot of friends, that had consensual relationship but still call themselves as friends, I knew ex'es that still sleep with each other because it was just sex. So my dear Miss Akari, please do snap out of your bubble thoughts of fairytale and face it that relationship and love and sex, they just don't work the way it used to be anymore. Anyone could have one night, two nights, a week stand without the fear of commitment. 

I am talking this based on the books I've read, life that I live and friends that I have.

So please don't misquote me and say I write this because I am doing it as well. 

No.

Besides Miss Akari, you're way out of my league. Or again shall I say worth of my breath and finger muscles to reply every of your messages. (But I am posting this because, my faithful viewers want to know what's been keeping me upset lately, you're not even worth mentioning here even to be honest). I just don't understand what joy you had in bombarding me with you're annoying sms and Facebook messages. By the look of it, you're an attention seeker.

Posting heart breaking statuses, in order to get people reply? Haha, get a blog. At least I have hundreds viewers per week reading my thoughts and views, so yes that way it clearly shows I am not the same 23 year old like you. I influenced people with my post, touched their hearts with my words and clearly make more sense than you.

Please, you don't know my background. So don't simply say we're the same. My family, my friends and loved ones they're at least "somebody" compared to yours. I don't mean to brag, but thats the fact. I could simply buy my way out of everything, rather than you who had to borrow money to go to the doctor. Oops.

Kiss my ass seriously. 

Sidenotes:

Like the title of this post, giving second chances is okay, but giving third chances is stupid. I do enjoy the company of your boyfriend as a friend, despite everything that he is now. And I have nothing to lose because he is just a friend, unlike you at least "we're not a couple". 

Haha, its great being sarcastic at times.

Sayonara.

And I asked, "Do you love me?". He didn't say "Yes", but he nods and smile. How about that?

It's been 2 weeks since I neglect this baby of mine.

Okay, mummy's back. I am so sorry that I've been missing for the past two weeks to everyone that read my blog for updates on me. I stalked people through Facebook, and I found out some people stalked me on my blog. Speaking of being famous.

For the past 2 weeks, I've been busy with nothing. Just that I don't really have much idea to blog. The reason why I actually logged in today is due to my boss.

Credit to Mr. Izhar, for showing me that Blogger came out with new various selection of blog template to choose from. They're so cute and nice. So I've changed mine. At least it is less dull, and a bit chirpy than usual.

Anyway, yesterday was my off day. Watched A-Team and Karate Kid at two different mall. Thanks to my loved ones that went extra length in making sure I get to watch what I want yesterday despite had to travel to Petaling Jaya and Kuala Lumpur. That's why I love you very much. 

Both movies were great. A-Team was so funny, we ended up laughing from starting of the movie for the whole 2 hours. I reckon it for a burst of laughter if you're week has been boring or sad like mine. Karate Kid however, full of action although Jaden Smith has a pint sized body. But I totally think the chinese boy is cute, and he'll grow up to be a handsome young man someday. 

Had lunch over at The Spaghetti Farm before watching A-Team. Ended up exchanging food and eat something I didn't order because mine sucks but other people think mine was delicious, so we exchanged and I had Chicken Bolognaise. For dinner before Karate Kid, we went and ate at Igentis, a Taiwan restaurant. Ugh, the drinks sucks totally. There was this drink name Mr Macho, when I asked what is that? 

The waitress simply said, "It's a drink mixed with raw egg".

Yucks. Speaking of wanting to infuse yourself with macho-ness. First and last time ever going there.

I can't wait for Eclipse on July 8th. 

Zizi said he wants to watch it since he missed the last one. He said "What was it Eryn?" 

"Full Moon?" 

"New Moon la..." I said. But the next reply was much more funny and I almost choked on my own saliva.

"Yeah New Moon is the one he turned into a tiger right?"

"Wolf." I just had to smile, although I wanted to laugh my ass off. I don't know whether he did it purposely or he just loved listening me giggle and get red-face all over. 

You're just one twisted sunshine of mine seriously. 

Okay that's all for now love you all always, especially everyone back home. 

Mummy, Daddy, Sisters and Cats.

Sidenotes:

Wanted to blog something thanks to a friend name Amm but apparently whatever idea I had this morning seems to be between the sheets of my bed. Shall be back blogging tonight or tomorrow. 

Quick update.

If the page you're currently viewing look as if it's been hit by a tornado, just be patient and suck it up. I thought I was beautifying it, instead was making it look disturbed a little here and there.

I steal time over work to blog weekly, so what made you think I had time to edit the layout over time.

Anyway, have a great weekend ahead Loves.

Take care darlings.

Sidenotes:
Shall blog after the weekend, as usual.

Has reached an age that has no significance at all.

Hello world.

As for today I am officially 23 years and 2 days old. Some might be wondering, (especially my parents) did I had a blast on my birthday?  Or did I behave well on that day?

Not so. In fact I didn't celebrate at all but I did received lots of presents from everyone around me. Thank you for the birthday treats, you guys are an awesome bunch of friends. Apparently everyone think I need extra clothes because that's what I've been getting much this year. But anyway thank you to all for making my miserable day less miserable than usual. 

But out of all the gifts I've received, the best gift ever is from someone very dear to my life. Thank you, and I thought you didn't love me anymore. I promised to use it wisely, would probably splurge it on food for the coming weeks. I miss everyone so much.

As I mentioned before, I got myself a birthday gift too. Well I've moved to a new place, bigger and airy room. So big that you can fit almost everything in the hall in my room. My cat seem to adapt well with her new friends aka my new housemates too.

I was too tired from all the shifting and moving until I was so lazy to go for dinner, and thanks to my loved one for making it possible for me to moved out from the old place to the new penthouse, well not so much of a penthouse but I am happy with the place.

Had a hard time sleeping yesterday.

Well for a start had a tummy ache. Due to the amount of lactose I took yesterday before I sleep. A bottle of milk, a box of chocolate milk, and a tub of peach yogurt. 

Then I woke up around 3 am to pee. Tossed and turn until I finally fall asleep. It was so cold, although I already put the fan on the slowest mode possible. Kept on clinging to the blanket, covering my little toes and wearing long pants to sleep wasn't much of a help neither. 

Note to self: Buy a comforter.

Due to the coldness, I woke up by myself before the alarm rings at 8.20 am  rather than usual 9 am wake up call. Now I'm at work and all I could think of now is my bed in my new room and the big airy fan.

Just a short post today, to let you know that I made it out alive passing through another year to reached an age that has no significance at all.

Sidenotes:

Thank you again to all who wished me on my phone, birthday calls and Facebook wishes. Surprised yet happy with all the love I'm getting from you guys who's been supporting my back ever since we've been friends.

It's been a while since I end my post with this, but as usual I love each and everyone of you always.

For "You the one that I Love".

I’m not the prettiest girl out there. 

I don’t have the best physical assets that might attribute to someone’s liking. 

Shit, I probably don’t have a lot of the things someone would want in a girl. 

I probably have a lot of the characteristics that others would look past in an instant. 

I’m problematic, emotional, overanalytical, and at times hateful towards myself. 

I’m secretive, aloof, and sometimes I expect more than what I can handle.

I’m odd, weird, and troublesome. I think too much, I’m too sad sometimes. 

I hesitate a lot when it comes to big decisions. 

I’m often over-looked. I’m very selfish. 

I’m under the influence too much, ‘cause I feel like my life is boring. 

I sing my heart out to let go, ease the stress, or because I just need that daily fix. 

I’m, most of the time, a constant mess. 

I’m usually in ruts and bad situations that I put upon myself. 

I’m too much of this, too much of that. 

Not enough of this, not enough of that. 

But despite it, if you can handle all of what I am and you ain’t scared, I’ll let you in with the warmest of welcomes and in the realest of ways.

Sidenotes:

Thank you for not sending me to the asylum despite my crazy goodnight calls, middle in the morning texting and random out of the blue I Love You. I know I am hard to keep up with at times.

Go ahead. Make my day.

It's been a week since the blog went on Private Viewing only. It was due to the fact I had fanatic readers that went splurging statuses on their respective Facebook wall criticizing my previous post about my tree-hugging enemies over the other part of Malaysia. Since I was lazy to like counter back every single thing they posted, I decided to went on semi-hiatus and forget everything for a week.

So it's been a week since I last posted and now I'm back with points that would end up both of them, (well my tree-hugging friends) to splurge and paint their walls with my name and unrelated pictures that they thought would get me irritated and pissed. I was amused seriously, and no heart taken on anything that was posted by them neither. But I would like to say a few things only.

1) She is guilty nevertheless for lying to me and my friend.

2) You're not that good either so please stop pretending that you're the one being blamed for nothing.

3) I didn't humiliate you totally yet although everyone told me to do so, so please don't trigger me.

4) Don't be so humble, you're not that great.

5) Even your friends, few days back posted how suck KL is so I guess we're even.

Okay enough talking about both of you that's been wasting my time, sweat and tears and less to say money? Back to self rambling now.

Birthday is coming right up soon. Like any other birthday I am always looking forward to it although it is just another day passing by. But I am excited for this year birthday as, I am presenting myself a new place to live in. Deposit plus rental, it's one heck of a birthday gift for myself. Well the new place is nice, gated with security, gym, nice view and other facilities. So if I still look like a plum this upcoming months, please smack me in the ass and tie me up to the treadmill.

What do I wish for this year birthday? 

Like every other birthday, good health for me and my family, undying love from my friends and loved one, and lots of gifts. Okay, I was just joking on the last part of the sentence. But I do accept cheques, may it be Cash Cheque or Deposit Cheque under my name. Hope my daddy would like deposit a few hundred to spend on my birthday. I promised I would spend it wisely on a nice birthday dinner for myself. 

Please Daddy, I promise I be nice.

Sidenotes:

Coincidentally, my birthday is a public holiday over there for my tree-hugging friends to celebrate the joy of harvesting. 

Oh well, I am not complaining am I?

Today is the morning...

Where every side of the bed is wrong.

Yesterday night I had a few issues with myself, my loved one and my past. Well it all started with my past, who decided to be a total a-hole and made me upset through out the day.

Playing even is nice, but then I just don't get it the purpose of deceiving me and lied to me about everything. The co-partner of the whole deceiving process is another b-hole who lied to me and my friend. People could just pretend to you. I think she should win an Emmy for deceiving me and my friend. Please don't tell me you did that because you didn't want to hurt my feelings. If you're a female and you're in my shoes, oh well to sum it up karma is a bitch my dear. As cliche as it may sound, what goes around comes around. Let us see how you handle it this time. I'm glad its over, I'm glad you could accept your fate. I'm glad you could accept everything. Him, his little one and his family. At least now I don't have to learn your native language nor have to worry I might have to live in a tree house someday and eat tapioca for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Yes, playing even is nice. My blog, my mouth, my fingers. I could type, say and mean every single words typed in here. Same goes to Facebook, I could splurge everything I want in there. Because it's mine. So don't tell me to take stuff off there, as it's mine. So funny and so adult of you my significant past, as if there's no other way to tell me what you had to tell me yesterday. So matured of you. Of well, we were never meant to be together in the first place, should have dump you from the day I saw that paper saying that you're married. What was I thinking? Love is blind, was blind, and still blinded with your whole playing innocent ego.

Oh well, no used of grumbling about it now. She choose you because she doesn't have any other choice really. Yes, I am mean like that. Hope you guys lived happily ever after with a van of kids.

Okay that's enough for now. I could bitched whole day and might took the whole blog page to describe how pissed I am.

Meanwhile, this morning I woke up with an aching body. Back bone feels like cracked in the middle and shoulder feels like as if I grew wings on it. Felt as if I could use more sleep, I tried to snuggle in with my pillows and blanket. Tossed and turned. 

By the time I had enough of tossing myself like hot bread that just got out of the oven it was already 9.15 am. As usual, checked the cat's food, water and cleaned her poo-poo. Bathe, and got ready for work. Wore my contacts lens and it just wouldn't stick to my eye. Right eye was okay. The left eye that bugs me. The contacts went right up the eye lid. Yes, ouch really.

Blinked, eye drops, blinked, massaged, more eye drops and finally it came out. I thought maybe because I didn't soaked it long enough for it to freshen up and moist enough for my eye, so I took my second contact lens case as I opened two pairs of lenses this month. This time the right side went up the eye lid. Yes, the whole blinked, and more blink steps occurred until it popped out.

Today couldn't just get any worst.

Here I am now at work, just done breakfast. Feeling less crappy, but still a little upset over everything that happened yesterday. I wished I could just close my eyes and pretend I was invisible for a second. 

Well, maybe for more than a second. 

Gazillion seconds maybe?

Sidenotes:

Happy 14th Birthday to my sister Eleanor, I didn't forget your birthday. Just that I didn't had the chance to reload my Maxis number. I love you and everyone always.

Eryn Azrin's status is based on a true story. Names and places have been changed to protect identities.

Facebook.

It seems like it's taken over the function of other Internet applications such as the Windows Live Messenger, Yahoo Messenger and AIM. Yes, I do have all three of the mentioned messengers.

Why so many, some may asked me. Well, my university friends adores Yahoo Messenger better than other messengers. Besides YM works on slow connection compared to Windows Live that goes haywire when you're on a slow F' up connection. AIM, is because of well I don't really know why I actually had them.

Probably I thought it was a cool idea of having it back then. 

Anyway, back to Facebook.

I seldom get online on any of my messenger lately after the evolution of Facebook. Because, I think everything you need to know about your friend is in Facebook. It does all the little spying job for you without even saying Hi or Hello, how are you doing?  

Besides connecting friends, spying on them and getting attention my loved ones couldn't give me with Facebook, I used Facebook for other reasons as well. To lashed out my emotions on a bad day, connect with my faithful blog readers and also smothering my loved one's walls if they decided to turn off their handphones.

Okay, I might be a little exaggerating on the last sentence.

Today I received a comment from a primary school friend after wishing her Happy Birthday on her wall.

MWW: Thanks Azrin!!.. love your status-es by the way.

EA: You're welcome..haha..whats there to love about it anyway?

MWW: I dunno.. just very nice to read and so much meaning and depth to it.. ;)

It's funny when someone said my status updates are very nice to read.

Because sometimes I do get this kind of messages in my inbox :

"I know you're talking about me on your status" 

"I know it's about me.."

"Why don't you just pee on my wall?"

Yes, I do received hate-mail just because of my status update.

It is funny, well more of hilarious actually because sometimes my status update are quoted off from a song, movie or anything that crossed my mind or eyes that particular day. Sometimes it wasn't meant for anyone nor about me as well. Sometimes it was posted as a self reminder for me, but the next day when I come online, I was left to read with debates between my friends of what I posted.

Apparently my words seems to touched people's hearts.

Sidenotes:

Even this blog gets hate-mail / hate comments as well.

Tee-hee.

May the force be with you in the month of May.

Tick tock, tick tock.

It's already May. 6th of May to be exact. Which mean another 25 days to my birthday.

Turning 23 this year seems to be something that I've been looking forward to for the past 5 months of the year 2010. Not really a significant age number, but so far it's been a very bouncy year for me.

Let me re-cap or review on how's my life going so far through out the quarter of the year of 2010.

Love life: 

It's a question with a lot of possible answers, sometimes good. Sometimes bad, sometimes cranky. Sometimes I just don't get it. Sometimes I just don't give a damn as well. Probably the muse or feud over this "relationship" or "strings of attachment" would only be answered the day I say "I do".

Friends: 

Starting to hate the bunch of friends I have, starting to think they're not worth befriending with. It's not the trust issue we have to work on, but if you're my friend, don't give me "you'll be there for me" bullshit when you're not here when I need you.

Work:

Going on okay.

Family:

No comment.

Myself:

Happy, contented with life, well at least I think so. It's only been May, another 6 more months before the year end and for me to see for myself what I've achieved or accomplished in life.

Okay, enough of self reflection. It's time for wish-list!

23rd birthday, meaning 23 things on my birthday wish-list. 

I'm kidding. 

But I do have my eye on all "Cotton On" stuff from their cardigans, shorts, tops and shoes. Maybe I'll treat myself a birthday shopping trip with my next salary.

Oh yeah, by the way I've been wearing contact lenses for the past 3 days and sort of forgotten how I look like with glasses on. Also bought myself a very striking pink colour sneakers, so bright you could locate me 100 feet away in the dark.

Since I'm wearing contact lens, now my hand itches for sunnies. Nothing Ray Ban like, I think it would make me look like a blind person rather than a cool one. Now that's another birthday wish-list item.

May, please be gone soon. I'm just so excited turning 23.

Sidenotes:

Happy 3rd month of trying to be on the same wavelength with me my loved one.