Thursday, July 13, 2006


"..well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you,
when you think everything's okay and everything's going right,
and life has a funny way of helping you out,
when you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face,
and isn't it ironic?.."

Dear lonely isle,

I think someone up there likes me.
If 2 years ago, someone were to tell me that a certain boy was gonna be very important to me I would have laughed. Sure I thought he was cute, but nothing more.
Then, as if to prove my point, he left my school. Off to Taylors to study A levels.
So I went through form six without another thought of him, other than as a stranger passing through my life. There was no news from him, neither did we keep in touch.
In those 2 years I spent my time feeling sorry for myself and rather lonely and thinking that stupid things like love only happened to other people. And to further support my theory I had a few crushes on various people, none of which worked out.
And so it went on, until I finally accepted that since it's not going to happen, I might as well be happy with my life, as I've been blessed with wonderful friends who love me very much. It's a different kind of love, but love nontheless. Just stopped looking and stopped being silly and stopped wondering when my turn will come.
Then one day, he made re-entry.
First through MSN, we chatted. I enjoyed talking to him and he seemed very interesting. Better still, somewhere deep in the recesses of my memory I could still remember his name and how he looked like. He wanted to arrange a meet-up before we all killed ourselves after getting STPM results, so after many postponings we finally met up, him and a group of us, the night before STPM results.
After that, well this girl found herself tripping and falling head over heels in love, and the rest they say, is history. Though it's really recent history by the looks of it.
So now, this coming 24th would be our third month together and already I'm missing him so much every day.
Just goes to show, you'll never know. Haha and I guess my friends were right.
They keep telling me it'll come when you least expect it.
And sometimes, with the person you least expect too.
love, joyce.

Sabah, Negeri Di Bawah Bayu

"..where'd you go?
I miss you so,
seems like it's been forever,
since you've been gone,
please come back home.."

Dear lonely isle,
It's been over a week since I came to Sabah, if only it'd stay true to it's name and have more wind here. I'd appreciate it.
  • The weather here is insanely hot and humid. Water is a necessity here.
  • The campus is waaay to huge. Takes forever to walk anywhere. Plus with the weather, you're looking to dehydrate yourself.
  • The place is very beautiful. You can see Mt. Kinabalu peeking from behind the clouds and the sea nearby.
  • Many people here speak mandarin. >.<" Even those wearing tudung.
  • Yes, 'bah' is used a lot at the end of the sentences. Still doesn't sound right to me.
  • Campus food is edible at best. Though I tend to end up eating pisang goreng quite often for reasons unknown.
  • Everywhere I walk I seem to be going uphill.
  • My room is on the third floor at the top of the hill.
  • UMS has nice shuttle buses with air conditioner :)
  • Umbrellas are a necessity of life.
  • I'm going to be the same colour of bitumen when I return.
  • I appreciate sitting toilets more than ever. Will use any that I come across, whether I really need to go or not.
  • The chancellor's hall and library have nice toilets with seats :)
  • I am currently roommate-less. Staying alone in a four person room. Total privacy but can be rather lonely.
  • I spend most of my time in the state of 'sweaty, smelly and sticky'. It's hard to stay dry and nice smelling when even walking down the hill makes you look like you need a bath already.
  • I appreciate electrical appliances like the washing machine and the microwave.
  • I hang all my keys around my neck. The bunch is getting bigger >.<" So many things to lock up.
  • I miss my room.
  • I miss my home.
  • I wanna go home.

Sigh, it's going to take a lot of getting used to, but I guess I'll be okay. If not now maybe next week. Or the week after. Maybe next month..

love, joyce.