Bad Luck.

I lost my laptop last week.

Long story cut short, it was stolen. It is very saddening to repeat the story again and again. Although I know that people who asked are actually trying to show their care. I thank them for that. I had such low awareness that I never kept a copy for all the documents, pictures and videos in my laptop. I hope by sharing it here, people can have higher awareness. Please, remember to keep a copy in your hard disc or use dropbox! (or maybe I am the only one don't practise this?) Because Malaysia is not safe anymore.

I never knew that my laptop was actually a blessing from my university until Anjanette used ''blessing'' this word. Our university gave each and everyone of us a free laptop when we registered in hope that it will faciliate our studies. I took that for granted  never knew how much it actually meant to me. It was my first laptop. And I unconsciously need it everyday for printing notes, typing and jotting down important notes in class, etc. It was until I lost my laptop only I realise how inconvenient it is without my laptop.

So, stop saying ''Don't take things for granted, don't take things for granted''. You've got to really implement it and appreciate. Appreciate everything that you own. Be it things, or people. After all, I still believe that everything happens for a reason. Although I still don't get it now, it surely is trying to tell me something. We will see.

有没有爱着爱着就永远的 幸运

我从来没有想过，有人可以和我有着同样的频率。

我们都在等着同样的人，等着有人了解，等着有人知道，我不说话，是因为在等着他主动开口关心。总是不说话，不是没意见，是因为觉得没有人能够理解。如果真的理解，那些话语根本就是多余。总是不喜欢麻烦别人，即使是最亲最亲的家人。因为相信自己也很强。然后，很想自己在别人眼里是个很强很强的女生。事情发生的第一时刻，会先躲到一个没有人的角落，哭得很彻底。我会确保我真的哭得很彻底，然后当我再一次出现在大家眼前，我还是一样完美。但总是在最后关头没有办法克制泪腺，之前的准备功夫付之一炬。结果eunice依然软弱。但是天晓得，我只想在他面前软弱。只想他看到哭泣的我，静静的听我说，然后他就会懂。但他没有，他终究还是过着他想过的生活，我行我素。他没有发现我的悲伤，即使我已经表现得那么地明显。他永远不知道，自己背负了一个女孩这么沉重的愿望。其实我清楚明白，他只是一个梦里虚构出来的人物。是我把他刻画得太完美。因为当我退后一步看他，他不再如此耀眼。他不再特别。所以我知道，我要找的人不是他。我只是把梦里牵着我的手的男孩，牵强地套在他身上而已。他，还没有出现。

我只能确保当他出现了，我已经做好准备。

这个情人节，一个人过。看到其他女孩脸上幸福的笑容，我没有妒忌，只有打从心底满满的幸福。虽然说每一天都可以是情人节，但是有情人节这一天那该有多好啊！好有爱的一天。妈妈问我，会不会像去年一样，家里有人快递花来？哈，不会了。都不会有了。

我知道你正在读，我希望有一天我们都能挣脱那“不想麻烦人的枷锁”。我们都是如此地渴望被关怀，被理解。所以，需要帮忙的时候，让我们一起对身边的朋友说：可以帮我吗？可以听我说话吗？可以陪我去走走吗？

或许，我可以陪你。我100%可以理解你的感受。

Huat ahhhh!

I have never noticed people hair colour before I dyed my hair. Nowadays I had been looking at people's hair and then look back to the mirror at mine: why not nice wan ah. Haha. And I realise red is really on the trend. Everyone is having red head. Just going for a grocery shopping then I see people ranging from teenagers to aunties having their hair red. Which is something which I don't like. #myownproblem #wanttobedifferent Anyway I can foresee myself trying out a new colour already very soon! Nehhh hair dying is an addiction. (Y)

Sometimes we really cannot deny that things change over the years. Like my new year holiday is getting shorter and shorter every year. And I don't get excited receiving angpaos anymore. (Not that I can't wait to marry myself to give out angpaos though) It just feels....differently. When I was young, I got very excited listening to fire crackers at 12am. Now I get irritated by them because I don't understand why must people create unnecessary pollution to the earth. So I tell my family, let's go for a getaway for our CNY celebration next year. Want to try spending CNY in Shanghai, in Tokyo, or even Singapore. Can't be doing and repeating all the same routine every year. Chor yat do what, chor yi do what, chor san do what. Every year is the same. We are not robots duhhh.

Okay. Deal.

Anyway. Happy year of the horse! Huat ahhhh.