can’t believe you said it to me, even if i am, I’d rather hear it from others, and not from you.

Today is such an unlucky day, for me.

I accidentally broke my favorite mug this morning. Its a valentine’s gift from Mr bf two years ago. I love that mug very much. Was thinking of putting back those broken pieces (It broke into 3 large piece, at the bottom of the mug). Heart broken, mom make things worse, she throw the broken mug away! When I first learn about it, my heart ache like being smash, like being punch, like being argh!!! just don’t know how to describe the pain.

Mr bf is not being helpful too, all he said is “I don’t know and what should we do (about that broken mug)” and he suggested to buy a new mug. It won’t be the same =’(

He is really the worst when it come to saying nice comforting words when I needed it the most (I know this is ridiculous crying over a mug, but this is my valentine’s mug, and its from someone very special to me and this very special mug been with me for the past two year!).

It just too special for me.

This mug been with me for the past two year, through out my bachelor’s degree in Shah Alam and bought it home two weeks ago.

I have another mug that I love too, blue mug, a friendship mug of me and my best friend, Mag. I broke it too, but only the handle and small crack at the edge of the mug. That mug too, broken only after I complete my diploma back in 2008. I still still keep it, at least I still have it, unlike my valentine mug, forever gone *heart ache*.

Another unlucky thing happened today is I almost fall down on slippery floor in the kitchen with hot water on my hand, and got my pinky finger burned *cry*.

p/s: Dear mug, I’ll miss you.

He said it! He said it! awww… thanks baby! =) I love you too.

Happy Valentine’s day!

I need a JOB.

I miss you, though we just met yesterday, have to wait for another four day to be in your arm again. I think I’m going to find a job instead of further my master, have my own money, then I can help you. Glad that you love the cap!

Bought two books, hope reading could help me kill the times.

Meet up with Denna for dinner, had good times talking to her. She became more ‘complicated’. Shes too good with words, don’t know how to comfort her anymore, my words can’t reach her, feel so useless. So I’ll let her play with my Diana F+, hope it would distract her from her stress and experience the amazing analogue world.

Hang in there Dee, I know you can do better.

To mom, I’m sorry, I really can’t tolerate those superstitious crap you hope will help you solve everything. Just let things go, let him go, too. We can live better off without him. Trust me.