He works so hard. He Is My Man (>.<) ~* Episode 3

(Please kindly proceed to Episode 1 and 2 before you start reading this post. Thank you for your cooperation.)

So now, Superman is in Sarawak, far far away from his family. And, I know that it is time for me to do something for him. I am going to apply to be transferred there too.

Although we may fight very often due to the tiny little things happened in life,
Although I may feel like killing him sometimes,
Although life may not be easy for us,


I know, it is time for us to build our own home sweet home, just the three of us, live together with the support of one another, to overcome the obstacles in life, to share the tears and laughters...
I can imagine the happiness when we live together, being the parents to our beloved Eva and sharing house chores. Even though house work is not my favourite, I will try my hard to be a responsible housewife. To realise my words, I am now learning baking and cooking. And, to make it easy, I think I should train my princess to manage her life by herself: iron her own clothes, wash her own plates, clean her own bedroom, etc. and I can just goyang kaki...(oppss... that is just my imagination, heh!)

And Superman, I know he will do his best to provide us with the most comfortable life, just like what he has promised. He has thought of the worst scenario, which is to rent himself to some rich but lonely widows or mistress... Ehhem... just joking...

In conclusion, I hope Mr. Superman a.k.a Bodyguard will read this and know that I really appreciate his efforts and hard work all this while. I'm not a heartless wife, although sometimes I may be a little bit too mean to you (just a little bit, I swear.)

The purpose I'm writing these three posts to you is because, I have not been celebrating your birthdays with you since the year we dated. I'm really sorry (but sometimes it was not my fault ya). Here is my advanced birthday present to you. Hope you will get to read it and spice up (a little bit) your lonely and busy life in Sarawak. Hope to meet you soon. Happy birthday in advance. Love ya~

-THE END-

He works so hard. He Is My Man (>.<) ~* Episode 2

(Please kindly proceed to Episode 1 before you start reading this post. Thank you for your cooperation.)

Superman is a loving father. He has been longing for a home and babies (according to what he has told me all this while)

(Erm...ok, this picture is just for display purpose. No any violent element in it.)

He tried his very best to come home as often as he could. He gave up his hobbies for the baby. One of them is his basketball. He is a hardcore NBA fans who cannot miss any basketball programmes on Astro. He used to go for basketball practice with his friends during weekends. But, in order to come home to meet us, he missed much of it.

The most frequent sentence that I heard from him when we were chatting on phone was, "I miss my baby so much.", which sometimes made me sad. When he was home and Eva could not recognize him, I could almost hear something breaking in his heart.

To make sure that three of us can stay together, he has worked so hard and used all the methods he could. He likes to hum the song "I don't wanna miss a thing". From here, you know how desperate he is to be staying together with his beloved princess.
But, life does not go his way. After a few months becoming an Orang Utan, He received an offer to go for training and then... he was to be transferred to Kuching, Sarawak!!

(To be continued...)

He works so hard. He Is My Man (>.<) ~* Episode 1

This is a story-telling session. Please be patient while reading.

Warning: No entry to diabetic patients and sadistic people.

2009 is the most dramatic year in my life because I met the superhero--A man who claimed himself as... SUPERMAN.
No, he is not an egoistic or SS (syiok sendiri) person. He is called Superman as his Chinese name is pronounced that way (more or less). When we were a couple, we were 400KM away from each other. So, I traveled to KL from JB every weekend to meet him and sometimes he came to JB. We went for movies, meals and did all the stuffs a couple normally did. (Duh?! What else? hehe)

A few weeks after we coupled, he actually said he wanted to marry me (WHAT!!) Ya, that's how I felt when he threw that sentence at me. But, after a few months, I really married him. God knows what I had been thinking. Maybe just like what they have always said, 'When you meet that person, you will know that he is the one.' It's a little bit cliche, I know...

So...
we got married.

This is how things started. A few months after the wedding dinner, our princess, Eva Wong YiShuen joined the family.


We are hoping to give the best to our princess. One of the most basic thing is , a complete family. However, right after Eva's arrival, Superman was posted to Bukit Ibam, the deserted area of Pahang. So, we were further apart, like 800KM. Ghost! It took him almost 13hours every time driving back to see us.

(To be continued...)

I'm Happy When You Are Happy

Marriage is like investing your future life on another person.

When your partner is happy, you life is full of sunshine

When he is not, you crack your head just to make him happy.

You have to invest your time, money and heart.

That's what I'm doing...

Investment <3

Can you please remember me?

Have you experienced the nervousness while sending Facebook friend request to a person that you know and waiting for his or her response? I have. MANY TIMES.

To be honest, I also had rejected many people's friend requests. But, this is because I cannot recall who they are at all. I don't add strangers. Therefore, I always think others think the same way as I do. And, it is pretty sad when I saw my friend requests was in 'pending' mode, as this means that the particular person that I claim I know takes me as a stranger. What about the memory that we had shared? (Apparently it is not meaningful enough for them to retain in their Long Term Memory System)

So sad...

So sad...

So sad...

Haiz... (Emo-ing...)

My friend used to advise me not to regret on anything that I have done. But, I spent half of my life feeling uneasy with the things I have done. And, today, I did it again.

I felt regretful for adding those people. Although I really do know them. I just cannot help feeling upset if they do not remember who I am anymore. A friend that I used to share laughter with or even just a smile. At least, I remember you. I know the world does not revolve around me.
But...

Do you remember me?

Can you please remember me?

(Emo-ing Again)