Things I won't forget about you...

I mentioned before that I will probably forget that you exist the minute after I exit the door but you have made an impression that is not easy to forget. And so even though, I might forget your name, you will always be the 1st flatmare I ever had... (not that I want a 2nd nor a 3rd, but you know what I mean). So here are the things I won't forget about you...

* For having the ability to break or ruin things without even touching it... (you said you didn't but...whatever!)

*How you chew your food louder than how our dogs chew theirs.

* Your loud burp from the kitchen which I can clearly hear from my room even if the door is closed.

* What the food inside the refrigerator becomes after you leave it open the whole day

* Whenever you wash your face and brush your teeth at the kitchen sink and leave your toothpaste lying there without the lid.

* Your toothbrush and retainer which you leave on top of the refrigerator without any cover or protection and how you just rinse them and put them in your mouth...

* When you call me at night and asks me to open the door for you becoz you lost your keys for the 16th time.

* How you keep referring to yourself as obsessive-compulsive when you can't even locate your keys.

And of course how you have transformed the room you have taken over with your gift of interior design skills...

You are truly one of a kind... and I hope you really are just one... good luck to your new flatmates... I won't miss you! :)

Time to say goodbye... woohoo!

They say good things come to an end... well, so do bad things. It's time to finally say goodbye... erm... i don't think it would really be a good one, but who cares? Care bears? I'm sooooo glad that I was able to keep my sanity even though I feel like I was trapped in a psychiatric ward with one extreme and incurable patient. Anyways, a few more days to go and I'm finally waking up from this coma and of course that means, this blog will soon be left floating idle in cyber space.

Although I must admit, I will miss those sleepless nights when I write my new posts about her stupidity, evilness and narcissism... and of course, that's one less from the top list of topics of conversations with my friends and colleagues. Yes yes yes, it's gonna be a loss but that's one loss I'm never ever gonna regret. A minute after I get out of this house permanently, I might even forget about her existence already. hahaha!

Anyways, this won't be my last post. Grand finale to come! :)

Her bestfriend's wedding... but she's not invited...

I was having a lovely dinner with my friend who brought me to a very nice place to celebrate my birthday. We sort of were catching up with each other because it's been quite a while since we had our last lunch or dinner together. Then, another "lost" friend gave me a call that night... and it was lucy. I thought she was gonna ask me if I'm home and if she can drop by at our place. But to my surprise, she said something else. She said she wanted to invite me to her wedding. Wow! That was fast... but of course I'm happy for her and I've met the guy and he seems decent enough. But before I could say anything, she said "But please don't tell Zoe, coz she's not invited." When I heard that phrase, I knew that my next blog will be about it. hahaha.

It's crazy, how can they claim that they're bestfriends but you don't invite them to your wedding? It's funny but sad at the same time. It's sad that Zoe is still living in her own world where she thinks everything she does is right and she's always the good guy. I don't know if she convinces herself everyday that she's perfect by looking at the mirror and saying "I'm perfect and everyone loves me" ten times or is it because of the people like Lucy who doesn't really speak up and doesn't let Zoe know about her flaws. From what I noticed, Zoe doesn't have real friends because everyone finds out what her true color is and stays away from her instead of telling her the truth.

To those who claim that they are Zoe's friend, please help her live in reality... then you can be what you claim to be.