Ta-da! I'm back!

Actually I got back from nothing in particular, but at least I'm back to updating. I'm kinda in a sobby mode b/c I've just watched Season3 episode 20 of BTVS and it was sooo touching and sad.

For that, I changed my blog song to the love theme of Buffy/Angel, before I eventually change it to 'Before I'm Dead' by Kidney Thieves, one of my favourite songs. Enjoy this 1 tho, it's soothing but a lil emotional. In fact, I even changed my blog's outlook to suit the song. Sweet isn't it?

Right, um so, like how I do with my journal, I usually sum up what happened since my last entry, so here goes-
Well, at the day, or the day after my last entry, I had a huge quarrel with my bf and we broke up. Well er we almost split, since we got back together ultimately, but it was terrible.

I can't mention all that'd happened b/c it isn't really nice for all to know, but something happened while we quarrel and his mum witnessed it. Tho' I'd never mentioned this before, but I'm not on the best of terms with Mel's mum, nor do I like her enough to try. Yea you might say I don't have respect for the elders, but wait till u were in my shoes before. I like his grandma tho, btw.

Annywaayy, I felt insulted when his mum saw, stopped, walked off, and said 'shit' out loud. I mean, I have a baaaddd temper, and people who knows me well enough, well, know that. It really pissed me off even tho she had the right to do more then say shit, but I still didn't like it coming out of her mouth. That's when I split and broke up with my bf and insisted on leaving. (Well I was going to do it anyway, just that I became more insistant.)

So there went a couple of days of torture where we totally missed each other, and somehow, I have no idea why, my mum called him up. I mean, of all people! My mum always tell me to leave option for more suitors; she always tell me that if I try, I'll have loads of suitors out there (really?) but frankly I'm kinda lazy to. And during that period of time, I wasn't able to think about anything much yet. All I wanted was to forget him and move on.

In fact, (I hope he doesn't read this) I had kinda, um, looked forward to my new life. To meet new people, catch up with old friends and make new ones, etc etc. I figured the hurting will stop eventually. Mel felt the same way too... That it was time to move on. I guess hormones(no don't think dirty please, I mean more like the 'I want to be in love' thingy) and habits and my mum's interverance brought us back together again. Not that I don't like it; my bf has been so sweet these few days, I'm getting over sugar-rushed. He even talked about getting married now, so nobody like his parents etc will come between us. It used to be a joke thingy but he sounded so serious then. Wow, huh?

Oh, and there's new year. Nothing much to talk about tho, it was disappointing. I should never thought to ask Mel's friends out. How boring can they get? Mel suggested the party @ downtown east, and we went too late; countdown ended when we were walking inside the resort. It would be ok if we still get to have fun, but we spent about 30mins roaming around and queuing to get in, and then spent like, 5mins at the dance area and they went right off for supper. It was barely 1am+ when they left to play mahjong. So much so for a celebration. I even got all dressed up in my new clothes! Bah~~~

Mel knew it was awful, so he promised to make it up yesterday, which was one of our lil anniversaries we no longer celebrate, but we both forgot, so yea. Prolly this weekend.

Hmm, talking about celebrations, I just realised I forgot about the Xmas Eve I spent @ my sis'. Did I forgot to mention that? I should go check and update if I didn't. Back to my 'Quantum Leap' book, or perhaps more BTVS :). Good morning~(in the g'night sense)