events which don't have to make sense

so much has happened over the weekend.
i don't like it.
coz it means i have to grow up just a little bit more.
laugh a little bit more
fight a little bit more
scream a little bit more
and cry like my world is coming to an end.... again

so here's the breakdown:

event#1
-went to muar for a friend's wedding

-arrived a day early so abdul and myself could "relax"

-the plan obviously didn't work when i found out we had to share our room with em disgusting pigeons (okla they were outside, but i don't appreciate them always peeking at the window.. i swear they know i want them to die hate em feathers)

-stuffed our faces with food because that's what abdul and i do. we stuff our faces with food

-walked around and realise malaysians should really appreciate towns like muar. it's so pretty with it's laid-back and calm scene and the oh so tragically old but beautiful colonial buildings. we were saying how singaporeans would have revamped the area in mere seconds making it a tourist attraction but malaysians choose to leave it as it is: a rotting legend, which once was a proud & beautiful hero. tsk

-went to 7E to buy more food to stuff our faces with before heading back to the hotel to get some begin stuffing of face round#2

-next day, the morning was kind of a blur, with all the getting ready and the helping of the friend wearing her tudung (which i sucked at. another friend said to me: apa ni? u pakai tudung dia macam pakai pampers!)

-the food at the wedding was excellent, as how any food at kampung weddings should be. tummy bliss i call it.

-then we all decided to ditch the plan of going back kl early so we can lepak at the town again.

-went crazy for olskool casio watches and made some old chinese uncle happy by literally buying all their old collections.

-ended the day buy making love to devouring satay paru. i've never felt this way for a type of food. sighhh.

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-drove back to kl at round 9pm to be dragged into the next event.

event #2

-this event is another blur. but few things remained in my head.

- as i was sitting at a mamak at 1 am drinking teh o ice alone like a pathetic loser i realise:

1) how can i be positive when the minute i open my mouth to say something you say it's wrong?

2) how can you tell me that it's wrong then very quickly say it's my life so it's my choice if i want to ruin it?

3) why do you care about what i'm thinking but then diss every single opinion that i have?

4) why are you so easily swayed by what people tell you and then turn around and say i'm too big headed to accept other people's opinions?

5) why am i still here, still caring, still making an effort, still believing, still trying to think POSITIVE bout all this

guess what? it's because i love you.
surprise surprise.
you may not believe it, but i think love does conquer all.
and if it is a recipe for disaster.. then i believe that if a disaster is meant to happen, it will.. no matter what the recipe is.

-so i went home and went to bed wreaking with the smell of sweat, tears and 12 hours of unwashed foundation.

so here i am, few days and 2 pimples later trying to make a decision.
should i believe in love or not?
and i know no one has the answer to that.



Useless facT:
i just witnessed my cats being terrorized by a cockroach. HELP