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Oops I did it again…yes, I meant my famous disappearing act, leaving my rusty, webby, smelly blog stagnant for what seems like an eternity. But who gives a rat’s @$$ about it, right? Well, I just uhm…feel like writing a couple of sentences before the new year begins. It has been one helluva roller coaster ride for me in this shitty year of 2011. All I could remember were lots of negative stuff.

But…things have erm…seem to be heading towards the brighter side. It’s not blindingly bright, just a mere flicker of light which should be enough for me to really start working on building a positive mindset. I hope the new year will be so much better than 2011, and I shall do my very best not to disappoint the group of aunties (OOPPSS!) who have helped me so much through my turbulent times.

I can’t promise I will be 100% positive by next year but I will definitely do my darnest to at least improve by errr 30%? LOL! Anyway, thank you so much aunties!!! And my gratitude also goes to a monkey with 5 horns on her head who somehow, manage to pry open my stubborn eyes to see the brighter side of life.

Thank you, and HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012!!!!!!!!

You probably wonder whether I’m still alive. Unfortunately, (yes, you read that right, UNFORTUNATELY), I am still…breathing. I have to admit, I am indeed struggling with … a certain illness. I didn’t say that I am FIGHTING that illness, because I’m NOT. And I don’t know why. I know it has gotten worse. Sometimes I think I’m driving my friends away with my illness.

A cure for it? It depends. Some say it’s curable. Some say otherwise. So, while I continue to struggle and figure out whether it is worth to be cured at all, this blog will be again, temporarily abandoned till I’m…sort of well.

Alright, let me get this straight. I. DID. NOT. END. UP. IN. A. MENTAL. INSTITUTION. after William and Kate got hitched in April. Yes, I always have plausible explanation for my long absence. Wait a sec…I DON’T need to explain to the public! I’m not obliged to do so! Anyway, anyway, for my fan base out there…

<* Ceh…perasan betui, satu fan pun tarak! *>

Ehem…ehem…well, to sum it all up in three points:

i) Something awful has happened to my beloved one
ii) As a result of point (i) above, I’m close to being declared bankrupt and nearly suffered from a nervous breakdown
iii) And, as a result of point (i) above again, I’m now officially an…”ORPHAN”

Three months has passed since the incident that almost drives me insane. Funny, how I manage to swim past this dark, tumultuous sea that relentlessly slam me with waves of problems, one after another, and another and another!! Well, perhaps I’ve been supported by my army of close friends. And I’m beginning to think that He has played a part in this too. But then again, why did He nearly drown me and then pull me back up just in time before I sink into the abyss? Have I not suffered enough in my miserable life already? How many more tests do I have to go through?

Now that I’ve pulled myself together, I’m slowly embarking on a quest to:

a) Accept reality and move on
b) Mend my shattered heart

To all my dear friends, near and far, thank you very much for lending your shoulder to me throughout this difficult time. Your help and endless support are totally…priceless

This is insane.

I mean, I’m going insane.

On weekdays, I waste about 3 effing hours on the road travelling to and from my workplace. It gets almighty worse if,

A) the weather pours
B) an accident happens
C) there’s a stalled vehicle
D) a naked madman strutting his stuff on the runway road

And the queue… Oh my gawd, those long, long horrible lines of cars… Every one of them is just a mere millimeter away from each other. Typical bumper-to-bumper scene. I bet only a fat fly can squeeze pass whatever tiny space that’s left between these sandwiched vehicles.

But that’s just the icing on the cake.

After I barely make it out of the crawl with a throbbing headache and a tired right foot (all thanks to hitting the brakes every few seconds), I have to get on with my never ending shitloads of work with impossible deadlines to meet. Above all, I have to use every ounce of my fats to refrain myself from hurling my laptop towards a first class egg-headed biatch of a client, who is definitely certified as a Grade A moron with an irreparable brain damage.

Wait, I’m not yet done complaining.

As if working 12 sodding hours on weekdays is not enough, I have to sacrifice my weekends to get the work done! (which, by the way, explains the growing spider webs all over my blog). Sometimes, I’m just too tired to do anything and all I wanna do is to sleep, sleep, sleep. There is absolutely no work life balance!!! And…and…AND!!!

Prince William is getting married next month to the love of his life and I’m not invited!! As an ex-lover, he should have at least -

<* A gazillion buckets of ice-cold water are poured all over the delusional Perrinator, momentarily freezing her hay-wired brain *>

Fine. He’s not a real problem anyway. Go ahead. Just marry Kate. I’ll be the next Camillia!

<* Scores of English men and women are storming into Perrinator’s lair, hell bent on throwing her into Sg. Klang for making such disrespectful remarks of their future King and Queen. Please visit her blog again next time when she’s done hiding her sorry arse. *>