Alphonsus Neo

Hello, I have a special request for a second instalment of the Alfi series.. If you haven’t already known, Alfi is a portmanteau of my beloved Alphonsus and myself. But since I plan to start anew on this blog, I should just change the title altogether right? 🙂

So in a day’s time it’s our 10th monthsary (and his birthday on the 18th). 10 months of ups and downs.. I’m not some self-denying bitch and delude myself into believing that this has been a very smooth relationship so far. In fact our honeymoon period ended way before the usual 3 months because of our stubborn mindsets.. I would never give in and he has been very protective of me which somehow led me thinking that he’s restricting my life. Haha it took me months to realise that it’s actually a good trait that not many guys these days possess. I would be very upset initially but as time passes I’ll start to understand the good intention. For example I’m starting to fade away from online social media tools because I get a little disgusted by people who update their statuses so frequently that it somehow reflects their attention-seeking behaviours.. He didn’t like me to tell my whole life to the entire world so I was only allowed to be active on Facebook like, once or twice a week. Even my Twitter is dying.. Painful huh? 🙂 Not really.. I’m actually enjoying the benefits of being low profile. Less unnecessary trouble and fake fronts you’d encounter.

People say we’re inseparable.. As much as I hate that term (makes me feel damn dependent on him but oh wells, guess I have to shake off that image since I’m attached now eh?) I can’t deny that it’s a compliment because how many couples you see today behave like one? They are either hanging out with their friends more than their partners or are just not proud to show them off to their friends.

There were so many sacrifices he’s made for me. A few months ago I casually mentioned that I wanted a netbook because I was so tired of carrying my gigantic laptop to school. Right now I’m typing on my pretty HP netbook that he bought for me a few weeks back. He’s not rich per se. He’s just like any other poly dude working his ass off to make ends meet so I was so elated and surprised when he actually say that he’s getting one 🙂 He never had this reluctant expression on him whenever he buys (luxury) stuff for me even though it may leave him broke for the rest of the month. And whenever he buys me stuff it’s always voluntary. He’s so willing to give unlike me. That’s probably one thing I have to learn from him 🙂 My darling also picked up French recently because he wanted to converse with me in that language despite having zero interest in it. He knew I love French but have no one to practise with.

Being with him makes me feel like a princess. He would never turn a deaf ear to my whines. In fact he’d always find a solution to them. Like because I have dry scalp, he would drag me to his hairstylist for a scalp treatment. I don’t really go for such pampering because to me it’s not cheap. But price is never an issue for him as long as I like it 🙂

Upon knowing that I lost my dog on Friday, my handsome gave me a call at work to speak to me. And he took a cab down to comfort me after work at 11 pm even though he was dead tired. It was a touching sight seeing him appear and give me a hug. I just poured all my sorrows on him and drenched his shoulder. Instead of being grumpy due to his lack of sleep, he was encouraging and optimistic that I would find Angel very soon. 🙂 Knowing that I skipped dinner to find my dog, he took me to McDonald’s to grab a quick bite because according to him, hunger makes one feel worse.

Without him to take care of my needs I’d probably be so preoccupied with school work that I’d go berserk anytime.. So I’m thankful to have my handsome in my life to guide me, and vice versa 🙂 I’m very honoured to be the person in life to lead him to the right path. And I’m even more excited to see him on TV and newspapers (for MMR) soon! HAHA!

With that, thank you once again darling. You’re my counsellor, advisor, personal assistant (:P) and motivator and will always be one.

 Happy 10th month to you! ❤

Worst Friday, Ever

Hey guys!

My life has been so drama recently.. Even more drama after I failed to complete my test yesterday for ICMT (Issues & Crisis Management). I was extremely upset, already on the verge of crying when I left the lecture hall because I knew I was never going to get an A after losing about 6 marks so far? If you haven’t already know me I’m an extreme perfectionist. B+ is never enough for me ok? 😦 I’m also a victim of the warped (elitist) education system in Singapore. Anyway before I digress..

The air-con in MLT 12 was like, blasted to its maximum that left everyone including myself (cannot adapt to extreme weathers) shivering like some naked people in ice water. That reaaaaaally hindered my writing speed and I was writing extremely slow and UNTIDILY 😦 Ok lah also partly because the time given for the paper was damn short! 1 hour and I had to write & explain 5 kinds of organisations that are prone to crisis  at the last page?? 5?! WHYYY MS DAWN WHYYY!? 😦

Then it was during the peak hour when I took the train home. I practically ran and squeezed into the supposedly Marina Bay-bound train a few moments before the doors closed (that’s my usual practice). And unexpectedly the strap of my bag got trapped in between the doors. Normally during peak hours the doors would close, open and close again to ensure that everyone is kept clear from them right? Well NOOOO.. the train just moved okay! And the doors were closed so TIGHTLY that I couldn’t release my bag from them despite multiple attempts. Instead of alighting at Bukit Gombak, I decided the take the train to Bishan because the doors open there.

Ok you must be thinking why I didn’t press the red button to alert the staff? Because I’m afraid of embarrassment ok.. It’s like, Singaporeans are so amazed and alarmed by the smallest matter. Argh..

So throughout the journey I was standing stupidly at the door until…. an announcement was made at around Yishin that “this train terminates at Ang Mo Kio”. KANASAI I immediately panicked like hell!! FYI, Ang Mo Kio is one stop before Bishan which means the doors that trapped my bag will NEVER be opened. My heart pumped so fast that my hands went numb while texting my boyfriend for help. There were 2 chatty girls sitting opposite me who totally stopped talking and started pointing at me in shock when I left my bag hanging in mid-air as I pressed the red button. Argh, super embarrassing I swear. Everyone just started to look at me 😦

Train terminated at Ang Mo Kio (not at the middle lane somemore wtf) and all lights went out. Passengers waiting for the next train all looked at me too. Sigh.. then came some station officers whom I beckoned for help. One of them told me to just pull the strap out.. I couldn’t so he helped me. Now my strap is torn. Zzz.. To end of the embarrassment I had to leave down my particulars and tell them what happened. Apparently it’s like a nightmare for them whenever the red button is pressed.. because they have to submit a report to the headquarters. Hoho.. Anyway I hope no idiots took picture of that incident and post on STOMP. I’d be STOMPING mad. :\

After that I took the train back home. Knocked the door, and was half surprised that my dog didn’t bark to welcome me home. She’d bark whenever she hears door knocks, or bell rings. But no.. Maybe she’s hiding somewhere in my mom’s room and couldn’t hear anything.

Went into my mom’s room and mom was shocked to see me there. “How come no sound when you come home?” she said. “Why Angel never bark at all? Where is she?” I started panicking again as I went searching for her within the house. Dad’s room, no. Toilets, no.. She was nowhere to be found. Called her name but she never appeared..

Crying, I walked around the neighbourhood with mom and sister clapping my hands and calling out for her. I was blaming my mom and sis for being so negligent that they didn’t even realise she was gone! I went home, printed notices and pasted everywhere in the vicinity.. A friend of my mom saw the notice and said that he saw her in the afternoon running around and playing with some strangers. That was about 3 pm. It’s already 8 pm now. She’s missing for 5 hours and not even a single soul knew? I was dead mad and kept scolding my mom! My sister was outside at that time. No one was in the living room but yet the door was left OPENED. Angel obviously knew a way to sneak out because the gate has holes big enough for her to squeeze her way through. I became so worried and started crying even more.. Tried finding her for the next 3 hours but to no avail. I tried knocking on every single door to ask if anyone seen her 😦 Luckily towards the end of the day someone called to tell me who took her home.. and Angel is back in my Alfi’s arms now 🙂

Okay that’s all. Today is a better day 😉


Hey guys, I know you’re probably thinking why I’m switching to another blog host again. Well… that’s because WordPress has this lock function for individual post so I don’t have to (force myself) to lock my entire blog. And it’s also because Blogger somehow has become very, very lag recently. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me 🙂

I’m quite lazy to import my previous blog over (I don’t know how anyways) so I’ll just link it here. It’ll still be kept private so too bad to those who doesn’t have access (just kidding, come ask me for permission and I’ll gladly invite you). Oh yeah, I think people without a WordPress account can still post comments but you’ll be anonymous. So I’d really appreciate if you could identify yourself? Thanks maaaaan 🙂

So yep, I shall start churning out more posts now! I know it’s been super long since I blogged. 🙂