And a new journal entry too!

You all know my usual excuses.
I rarely update this journal on daviantART anymore, but for more complete, but not frequent, updates always check out my blog.

The boyfriends going off to the UK tomorrow. Kind of depressing but life keeps us apart as usual. At least, we have our own lives now.

I never want to go back to 2008.

The family has been up and down. With the passing of my grandma a month ago, my mom's become more angry at everything...life in general. Its kind of hard to be back home, I feel like a stranger.

But lately, nowhere feels like home.

Moved out of the rented room near campus and was waiting to move into a new one, closer to campus, the boyfriend and with airconditioning but last night I hit a block when I found out that the room I was supposed to move into next week wont be available until September. After a series of phone calls, it's been settled. I'll be moving into the room next door, but I'll have to pay 20 bucks more per month, since the room is bigger.

Rip off, but it's a place to stay.

I'll be utterly alone for a month, save a few good friends, only one who goes to college with me. I usually spend every waking hour with the boyfriend and 3 other awesome friends, but their semesters are over and they're moving onto....University....Canada...UK....bumming around.

But maybe I need to learn how to be independent again.

So bring it on.


Recession sales have drove me to a new level of being broke.

I bought 3 pairs of shoes in a week, not to mention clothes as well. But I'm a college going person, I need those things.

Plus, my grades are pretty.....alright


But seriously, I needed the money for my cover-up tattoo.

Recently, I got into an accident and suffered an almost 3rd degree burn on my leg which wont allow me to wear short skirts, that make up 3/4 of my wardrobe.

Plastic surgery is out of the question as it would drain my parents bank account and even the company would throw a fit.

So a 400 ringgit tattoo at a dodgy tattoo parlour would have to do. I'm still waiting for the scar to heal, then get a simple black and white roses with tendrils tattoo over it, but my current moneyless status denies all hope even.

I was supposed to take a job this weekend that paid a total of 300 ringgit, my friend had already gotten the job, but pulled out at the last minute and asked me to take her place. I was surely going to get the job, but after sending in my resume, the bugger in charge, due to racism I supposed, hired someone else.

I mean, this is Malaysia. RACISM is in the fucking constitution.

The Government is pissing me off, tear gas was thrown at 700 Iranian student protesters in HELP University College when they were having a peaceful demonstration on campus.

I mean, what the fuck does that have to do with the local government.

I guess they're just shitting tear gas out of their asses and need somewhere to put it.

In the words of some famous rockband, "Fuck the government"

Okay, anti-government rant over.

I need to buy hamster food.

And make some coffee.

Always need more coffee.

See ya guys.

Oh, and I miss you all!