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Wah sey. This song tears me up all the time.

HI

I’m back. So i went on a holiday. I went to Bali. I was like reluctant to go. Cos I was paranoid- freaking out about the whole bomb thing. But Alhamdulillah, all went well. I was also kinda reluctant to go cos I’m gonna miss the big boy. Which I did. a whole lot. And guess what? I SURVIVED IT.

Anyhoos. I didnt do much water sports cos i didnt have friends to do it with. so i just ended up walking around the place. our flight was delayed by about 2 hours cos of some technical problems. we arrived in bali at about 11 plus. checked in the hotel. washed up. and rested. i swear i was sleepy. but i couldnt fall asleep. i hate it when that happens.

woke up early the next morning and had breakfast. breakfast was alright. nothing much for me to eat. then went on a tour. that day our first stop was the barong dance. cool story. and talk about controlling your movements and everything. them balinese dancers have to control everything from their head to their toes. even their eyes. salute them manzxz. then hopped into the van and went some where else. we went to art galleries, batik factories blahblahblah. i swear all i wanted to do was sleep in the van. LOL.

we went to one of the temples which i couldnt go into cos i was not pure. heh. oh yea. the main religion in bali is hinduism. so u can find flowers and everything as offerings. even on the sidewalks, they wrap some statues with black and white checkered cloth to show that the statue has it’s spirits there. spooky, i know. so the temple was dope. there were people who went to shower with the holy water. it was like a swimming pool. then they have split gates. it’s to ward off evil spirits or smthg. i forgot. then we went to see a volcano. had lunch there. really nice place. at night we went walking around Kuta without the tour guide. Found ourselves at ground zero- the place where the first bomb occured. they built a monument to show the names of the people who died in the bomb. back to the hotel it was.

the next day was our own day. our own day of slacking and walking around. well we decided to go for a day of pampering. Mum went for her spa and dad went for his massage. i went for my manicure. why no pedicure? cos, i’m ticklish. what. up. waited for the parents like gundu liddat for 2 hrs -_- haiyo. but nvm. after that walked around some more. shop2. at night we went to the mall beside our hotel which was directly in front of the beach. so technically, its like really having sand behind white sands. and a beach behind shopping mall. so dope. we took some pictures at night. at the beach. then back to the hotel to rest. waited for 12 midnight and sang daddy a happy birthday song. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! the hotel gave daddy a cake too.  updated my journal. and sleep it was.

day 4 was half our day and half tour day. shop some more. headed to the part of the beach where the people went tanning and surfing and everything. i wished i went to surf. but got no friend no fun la. maybe next time. so yeah. took more pictures. it was so damn freaking hot that day. so we walked back to the hotel. our hotel room was on the ground floor. i open the door, i see the swimming pool. it was so hot. i was tempted. i changed to my swimsuit and went for a dip. mum took some pictures of me and daddy in the pool. yes, daddy went in for a dip too. LOL. quickly got ready for the tour to tanah lot. a temple in the middle of the sea. geographical site much. apparently there’re these snakes that protect the temple. and these snakes have tails of fish. black and white stripes. i have a picture of it. but u cant really see the tail.

then we went to see the kecak dance. now this was damn cool. there was no music involved. just a chorus of men doing different parts to make the tune using ke and cak. SUPER COOL. syncronisation A1. balinese dancers. and at the end, there was some trance going on. no, not trance music. but this guy in a trance. his face was so creepy when he was in the trance. like he had that scary smirk. he started stepping on fire and ash. u know like when u go for barbeques. and u cook with the white stuff on the charcoal- the hot bit. yeah. he stepped on that. held the coconut husks that were on fire. he even stuffed it in his mouth. IN HIS MOUTH. for a moment he looked like a lantern. his mouth all glowing and shit. then when the priest uttered some prayers or smthg he snapped out of it. freaked out.

after that we went to eat dinner by the seaside. LIKE LITERALLY BY THE SEASIDE. the tables and the chairs were on the sand. so i ate dinner, on the sand and the best part i done need to worry about sand coming in my food. what. up. the seafood was great. like super dope. like omg. i cannot explain how dope the seafood was. it was to celebrate my daddy’s 57th birthday! snap snap here, snap snap there. makan2. there even was a mobile band! like these few men playing guitars and a drum singing for us while having dinner.

then it was hotel room to sleep.

day 5 was the last day. honestly, THE DAY I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR. cos i get to go home. and talk to my handsome boyfriend. YAY.  we still had a whole day to kill. so walked around some more. towards the end of the day, we got super lazy. so we went to the beach. i walked by the beach. got my jeans wet. it was beautiful. then we slacked at starbucks till we decided to go back to the hotel and get ready for our flight home. met fellow singaporeans too. and the son of the family’s from tp. so talked2. blahblah. then home it was. i was glad to be back. i missed Amalul so much. heh. SORRY FOR THE MUSHY SHIT. HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHE.

so basically, Bali is a great place. beautiful scenery and ambience. nature and everything. so awesome. i’d recommend bali for sand and sea lovers. photography enthusiasts. very very very nice place. especially the beaches. and of course, girls would love bali for the never ending australian surfer dudes. its like. a second australia. bali is good for people who’d want to walk down streets wearing bikinis and surfer shorts. good for guys who wanna show off their abs and wear just surfer shorts while walking around the streets in bali.

I enjoyed  spending time with my parents. but the next time i go there i wanna go surfing, scuba diving, parasailing, tanning, frisbee by the beach, volleyball by the beach. that would be like damn awesome.

Amalul will be leaving tomorrow for batam. i just got back wtf. and he’s ferry-ing out to batam. SIGH. and SCHOOL. OMG. SCHOOL. OMG SCHOOL. i havent do my rma quiz. knncbwtf. I DONT WANT TO GO SCHOOL OMG. NOOOOOOO. haiz. but it’s okay. haha. and time check nine days to eighteen. even my flight seat was 18. WWWWHUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. it’s a sign. hahaha

well it’s great to be back. totally brushed up my bahasa indonesia. Come Amal let’s see who sounds more indonesian. HAHA. omg. so long this post. eewww. kk before yall like fall asleep. k bye,

HI. I’m very happy today. I got to meet the Big Boy *jumps around and throws confetti* he was the one who did the shopping. I enjoyed watching him spend money. hee hee.

It was a very short yet interesting adventure today. We walked around 313@ somerset and then to heeren. then home it was. Went to eka’s today so i followed Love back to Pasir Ris. So since it was raining, we stopped at simei to take 5 to pasir ris so Love would be sheltered home. 5 arrived. We happily boarded the bus only to be welcomed with a foul smell of vomit.

Usually when i board a bus i’d go to the back for a seat. supplies. that was where the vomit was. we took a seat a few rows before the vomit infested one. Amal thought it smelt like cheese. I was like concentrating so i wouldnt puke. He told me to imagine it’s cheese. I already saw the vomit- WHAT CHEESE IS THERE. so it was a rather painful ride. and soon, Amal agreed it didnt smell like cheese anymore. for 10 mins my face was stuck on his shirt cos i needed to smell something else other than the vomit.

upon reaching a random bus stop, a lady decided she couldnt take it and alighted the bus. the bus captain gave us 2 options- alight, or continue. we decided to continue, but he called the operator to ask what he should do. initially those who wanted to continue could, but it would be an express journey- meaning the bus captain wont be picking up any more passengers. but then the operator called again and told him to cancel everyone’s bus fare and take another bus. so that was what we did.

Amal alighted at his bus stop while i went all the way to the interchange. walked to eka’s place.

oh. and my idea of distracting myself from the smell was to take pictures. yes, even when the bus captain was all deciding if he shd continue with the journey. lol. i’d have to say today’s photos were not really as dope as always. cos i think i was concentrating on not smelling the foul smell. HAHA. and my fringe is kinda newly cut so it has yet to fit in with my head and the rest of my hair. but nevertheless, i had a great day with Love. somehow it wasnt enough but when is it ever enough ahaha.

Favourite blurry picture of the day. HEHE.

APEK SPOIL PICTURE. lol.

I was tahan-ing the stench of the vomit. As anti climax as it may have been, i turned to Amal and said “I know it’s very anti-climax, but i love you ”

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was my day with Amalul after not meeting for 8 days.

Hee Love u la.

SZUP HOLIDAYS.

Yeah. I finished my tests!. YEEEHHHAWWWWWW. so. on thursday, after my test, i switched sheldon on. for 12 hours. i spent the day watching how i met your mother. it was pure bliss. hehehe.

turns out i wasnt gonna mee the big boy today. cos he was off to release stress by playing soccer. but it’s great that his papers are over! i have another 3 more days to suffer till i meet him. *dies half way*

but before i dwell on that.

I HAD AN AWESOME DAY WITH THE CULLENS TODAY! talked, coffee, cakes. it was pure bliss. i had fun HEEE. thanks for an awesome day, yo!

ok now i shall dwell

I have to suffer another 3 days. before i can meet the big boy. THREE. TTHHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. T_T this is so stupid. we’re connected by the world wide web and telephone lines underground. and we live in estates right beside each other. tampines and pasir ris. THIS IS STUPID. angry. stupid tests. we;iohrfelfc.nzskdf cskl.nfcslkfn;sfn;

Yes people I am suffering from Amal withdrawal. it looks really bad.

and yes, hate me. hate me now. everything i do or say = amal. vomit now. VOMIT. STUFF TOOTHBRUSH IN YOUR MOUTH AND VOMIT.

omg. i have lost it.

I NEED ICE CREAAAM. TO DROWN ALL THESE NEGATIVE FEELINGS. i need to run. i need to skate. i need to swim. i need to dance. I. NEED. TO. DANCE. TSK.

i feel unhealthy. not fat, but unhealthy.

k bye.

It just dawned upon me that I, Tiara Surya Dusqie, will be turning eighteen in 20 days.

ok no. to be exact its 23 days. but still

I miss you too, Love.

The last time i met her was in 2006. She was very pregnant. She had swollen toes. She was gonna like give birth anytime soon. I visited her to wish her happy teacher’s day. I was 14 then. After that, I never spoke, or saw her. Or even met her at tampines mart or smthg. Sometimes I felt as if she kinda forgot me. I mean like who am i right. Just a student out of many students she taught. And besides, she had a family alr. So of course she had no time.

Then one day she sent me a message on facebook. I was like O.O She still remembers me! and found me on facebook!

I just looked through her photos. She’s still pretty as ever. She’s a mom and a wife. She’s studying in Australia.

And that made me realise. All those years have passed, I came to realise how old i’ve grown. How time flew so damn fast. Her son is three, and is like SUPER CUTE. He has big eyes just like his mom. She used to teach me in primary four. She got me my only A in math, throughout my education from pri to sec sch. even to poly. Heh.

I suddenly was reminded of the primary school days. she was like my super favourite teacher. I admired her cos she was really pretty, she was funny, she taught well and she let us see who she really was outside of the teacher context. She was awesome. calling her miss hernie’s abit weird now cos she’s married and has a kid. but i grew up knowing her as being miss hernie. and miss hernie she shall be. Hehe.

It’s nice talking to you again, cher. and yeah, although u may not be teaching anymore and you confirm plus chop not teaching me, you’ll always be that teacher who got me my A in calculus. MY ONLY A. and that was in pri four. L-O-L

I accomplished quite alot today. but alot is still not enough.

I went to study with love today *secretly smiling widely like super wide*
then he sent me home. then to nenek’s place.

that was it. tests beginning. 4 papers back to back. i can do this.

overdued KL pictures. and update. Well. As i’ve mentioned. I woke up with a long face (as in metaphorically) I was a 5 hour bus ride away from Love. thankfully the weekends passed quick. I was glad to be home. I missed the handsome boy too much. I think i was suffering from Amalul withdrawal. i did not enjoy amalul withdrawal. i felt like it was pure torture. but nevertheless, shopping, food, and good company kept me sane.

So I woke up at 6:30 to shower and get ready for our journey to KL. we took them double decker coaches. it was dope. i was super sleepy. so i slept 95% of the journey. lunch was provided in the bus. and there were movies to watch. but i decided to sleep instead. i really slept know. like. during the journey to s’pore immigration- sleep. traffic jam at m’sia immigration- sleep. journey to toilet break- sleep. after lunch- sleep. all the way till KL. went to the hotel. i didnt mind the hotel although it was kinda old. but it was kinda gross. cos the toilet flushed out yellow water and it wasnt our pee. i wanted to rinse my waterbottle. but as i rinsed, the water was yellow. my waterbottle was contaminated i refused to use my waterbottle and relied on bottled water.

walked to pavilion which was some what like ion orchard. but sooo much better i swear. a few mins walking there i knew i was gonna spend alot. it was true. i found a shoe. i fell in love with it. (i’m sorry Love. you know i love you more) i was contemplating if i should buy it. so i thought about it first. met auntie lin and her family at british india where the mum’s were looking at baju-s. blahblahblah. then i went back to the hotel earlier cos i wanted to catch the last episode of nur kasih! OMG I SWEAR THAT IS THE BEST SHOW I’VE EVER WATCHED IN MY LIFE. then i watched this super sad drama. then i cried. then i fell asleep.

day 2. breakfast (Y) then i went to meet auntie lin at pavilion again. shopping again. and i got the shoe hehehehe. went to masjid india after that. got my jubah and my tudung. headed to petaling streeet. nothing much there. went to eat seafood. i saw this super cute kitten. and i saw fat ugly rats roaming around. after dinner went back to the hotel. rest.

day three. did last minute shopping. took the bus home. i couldnt sleep in the bus this time. prolly excited to come home. for very obvious reasons.

Big bowl of beef noodles!

CARL’S JUNIOR BURGER.

YUM

SLURP

IN THE MIDDLEOF THE ROAD.

k bye.

If I had no more time
No more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Was it everything that you were looking for?
If I couldn’t feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I’d be wishing you were here
To be everything that I’d be looking for
I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed
So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you’ll love me
Love me like you’ll never see me again
Oh Oh Ohhhhh
How many really know what love is?
No you never will
Do you know until you lose it
That it’s everything that we are looking for
When I wake up in the morning
You’re beside me
I’m so thankful that I found
Everything that I been looking for
I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed
So everytime you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
(can you do that for me baby)
Every time you touch me
(see we don’t really know)
Touch me like this is the last time
(see everyday we never know)
Promise that you’ll love me
(I want you to promise me)
Love me like you’ll never see me again
(like you’ll never see me again)
Ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh