[@Nichology on Twitter] - An Invitation to Blog

So, i've been blasting on and on and slamming so many people on my Twitter i've been losing (as well as gaining) followers. Twitter is like a love-hate relationship, your followers go up and down, down and up, and at the very end, it boils down to how affected you are when you see that number decrease.

You see, Twitter has always been a ranting ground for me, my personal train of thoughts, my daily routine and a form of communication between my friends and i. I've never expected that CC* approached me to be part of their community one day. My best friend, Jessica (also known as Shiberty) has been a blogger with their sibling company NN*. I'm pretty sure that they got their sources from her because the only form of social media i have is Twitter, i don't blog, YouTube or Tumblr, just so that you know.

My first meeting with the people at CC* was scheduled a week after i got an email from them, they were keen to sign me on as a Twitter personality and even asked me if i had recommendations of anyone who i know in the same social media circle. My first thought that came to mind, NY* (initials of his name and surname). I've watched his videos on YouTube a couple of times and i've also happen to cross paths with his friend PXD*(first few letters of her of her online persona) before.

The second time i headed down to CC*'s office, they introduced NY* to me, he came off to me as a nice guy, someone down to earth and funny, not much doubts about him because i never heard anything negative about him prior to that so nothing really affected how i judged him on that first impression. We had common topics to talk about, one of them of course was PXD*, as well as the other common social media people that we both know.

To cut everything short, we hanged out quite a bit in the weeks to come after meeting him. The first time we partied at Rebel, we had quite a problem due to the fact that there was a bunch of people looking for him and that he LEFT ME ALL ALONE to fend for myself and went back to the dance floor and vanished into thin air, no where to be found. I didn't blame him for that, because i thought to myself what could have happened if he didn't leave, i thought to myself about the consequences and decided to let it go, after all, he was a friend (back then) and i didn't want to ruin the friendship.

A few days later, we hanged out, had beer and chilled out with some other friends at a bar. Everyone ordered beer and cider, and so that NY* but when the bill came, he claimed he had no money. Honestly, if he really had no money from the beginning, wouldn't it be nice for him to at least explain it to us rather than to suddenly say "oh i no money" when the bill comes? In the end, CC*'s manager paid his share for him and till date, i honestly don't know if he had returned her the money.

That was not just it, the following week he invited a few of our friends and i to Avatar, he claimed an entertainment company invited him down and there was guest list and drinks for everyone and that he was gonna emcee for that night. We all decided to head down, not for the free drinks mind you, but to support him. In the end, guess what? He ordered a bottle of vodka and the bill came but he was no where to be found. You kid me not? In the end we got the manager to hold it on tab because he CLAIMED that it was going to be on the house. NY* was dancing all night but we sat at the table, with the manager looking as us as if we could not afford the bottle and looked like idiots. When we wanted to leave, they held us back and said we didn't pay for the bottle IN FRONT OF EVERYONE AT THE ENTRANCE. In the end everything got sorted out and the bottle was indeed ON THE HOUSE so we managed to leave.

Ok, let's get this straight for the record now. First time at Rebel was out of friendship that i helped him. Second time at the bar it was out of sympathy that he didn't have money (not making noise because it didn't really involve me). Third time at Avatar out of coincidence and misunderstanding that such an unfortunate incident happened. Ok, i tried to forget everything and tried to move on with the friendship, trying to steer away from the thought that NY* was just a scaredy cheapo that wanted fun without having to pay.

This was the last straw, the day i met PXD* and him after PXD* signed her contract with NN*. PXD*, NY* and me headed down to Swee Choon for supper. PXD* and me ordered a drink each coz we were full over dinner, while NY* ordered food for himself. Note that he was a BROKE but he still ordered like a boss, ticking all the stuff on the menu thinking PXD* and me were gonna pay for him. Not anymore, kiddo. PXD* and me were texting each other (yes, the irony even though we were sitting beside each other) about him. In the end, we left him there and went home because we didn't want to foot the bill for him. We gave him cash for our drinks we ordered and asked him to foot the remainder (which was his share). In the end, his card declined and he walked to the nearest ATM, while PXD* and me were on the way home already. He called to tell me he had 89 cents left in his account and that the uncle at the restaurant told him he could pay another time. I REMINDED HIM TO PAY THE FOLLOWING DAY BECAUSE MY FRIENDS AND I ALWAYS PATRONIZE SWEE CHOON AND DIDN'T WANT A BAD RECORD.

What really made me blow my top was yesterday, when i went back to eat at the same place with my friends. When the bill came, the waitress asked for 10 dollars more, stating that we didn't pay the previous time. I thought about it, why was that even possible, only to think of NY*. How would you feel if you were me? I don't wish to elaborate much but i think it just goes to show the kind of character NY* has. 10 dollars only and you cannot afford to go down and make payment? Adding on to that he stays really near the restaurant, what was so difficult as to just go down and rightfully pay what you owe?

After i tweeted about him (and yes, @ him), he decided to take the initiative and text me asking for my bank account. So much after my friends and i Twittered about him and all, he decided to wake up to his senses.

This blog post was not about the 10 dollars he owed, but rather about what kind of a person NY* is after spending 3 weeks hanging out with him. It's not about the 10 dollars but rather about the principle someone can have in life and i think that pretty much says it all. You can't hold a cheque from Google, wear a Hermes belt or tell the whole world how many hits you have on YouTube or your 5 digit following on Twitter with such a personality.

You can pay for school but you can never buy class, it's either you're classy, or you're not.

Long time no blog,

I swear I had neglected this blog for the longest time ever. But I swear my reasons behind were good enough. I've been too caught up with school, friends, drama and more dramas.

About two months ago, I lost someone whom I thought I could live together with for the rest of my life. But no, I was entirely wrong. Fret not, I'm over it. I understand the reason why he left not from him, but from my friend. Naise one though, haha. Now that he had got a new girl, I'm happy for him and I sincerely hope it will work out for them.

And a month ago, some friend of mine whom I thought I could trust betrayed me (again?). She fabricate tales and spread them to her friends, whom she happened to have introduce to me. And I said it's again because it happened before a few years back when our friends told me she badmouth me to them. She claimed that she dint and I accept her explanation. Now, it happened again. Sigh. But I still believe in her somehow, I think?

I met a couple of new friends and I swear they're nice. Like really very nice, haha. Then a couple of my friends from past walk right back into my life, once again. Somehow I'm quite thankful that they found their way back. Because of them, I managed to cope with my break up and friendship betrayal. Oh and yes, not forgetting Andrea, my dearest girl, who was there once again when I fell. Haha. I know her since 2009 and she had watched me fall and stood up again, like how I saw hers. I swear I'll never leave you alone my dear jie jie.

Anyway, I had ended my study journey in Republic Poly and I'm waiting to get my cert in May.

K, enough of words. Pictures spam:

The night when it's Jane's first time to club. Haha! Ikr, I'm lika bad influence :(

The night we're going to Power House after my work.

The very next day we're drinking all over again because of my crazy girl.

The night I went Helipad with Cassandra first then to Neverland with my other friends.

#Confession 1

Honestly,

I'm tired of all the drama that I'm going through now. Every single shit is pushing me closer to the edge of getting depression/suicide thought. If only there's a day we could just survive without any drama in our life, I guess it'd be more than perfect.

But then again, no one dies a virgin, life fucked us all. So true. #Fml.

Haitus

Dear blog,

I'll be neglecting you for a couple of days. Please understand because 1) I'm sick and 2) I'm so tied up with school. I promise I'll drop by more often when I'm using laptop at home.

With love, me ♥
Posted via my iPhone

Ice cream for you?

I spend a small bomb at SASA today and the person damn nice. She gave me complimentary makeover. So for Kyla's sake, I requested for smoky eyes to be done, so she would learn how to do. I even went out for a few hours after that with the make up on. She treated me to Häagen-Dazs because I was feeling a little low and we or rather she spam my phone using the GIF Shop. Damn fun! Hehehe.

Hello 2012,

Goodbye 2011 and hello new year.
I hope you'll treat me better this year. I promise to be a good girl, I swear (cross my heart).
How did you all spend your countdown this year?
Mine was boring, really boring. But some people did make it well ;)


I spent mine at Siloso Beach by earning moolah, meeting new people and even went up on *******. Thou shall not be name because it's damn awkward, I swear :(
xx

Will post all my 2011 thoughts another time.

Goodbye

You know, I suck at farewell. I hate farewell parties and had never once attend any before. I chose not to. Be it how close I'm towards the person who's leaving, I just don't like bading goodbye. It's like saying "Till we meet again, but not knowing when." Just sucks so badly. Makes my heartache (depending on how close I'm with the person) and I'll cry no matter what.


The last farewell party that I supposed to attend was like a few years back? It was held because a very dear friend of mine was migrating to Canada. And god knows when would he come back. I chose not to attend no matter how the rest had asked, and even begged, me to go. I was so stubborn. Guess what. Even when I did not attend, I still cried at home. It was such a huge blow towards me. Everyone of that clique was like my elder siblings, and as always they had treat me like their little sister. I'm always protected by them, living in a bubble created by them. But, that was the past. As that friend left for Canada, everyone started to drift apart. This ripped my heart apart and I went on a ride filled with emotions. It took me quite awhile to get back on track because, I still remember clearly that we drifted when I was Poly Year 1, which was two years back.

But thank god, he chose to came back this Christmas Eve and even surprised me.

I'll save the surprise for some day later. For now, he's leaving again, tmrw and god knows when will he ever come back again. I'll miss you, every single one of you.