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Zoukout 2012

I had no plans whatsoever to head to zoukout this year until I received a call from my friend at 11:00 last Friday(7 Dec)
and our conversation went like this,

"Hello? Where are you now?"
"I'm at home, why?"
"Go and prepare now, I'll come and pick you up in 5mins."
"WT*?!"
"We are going to zoukout!!!"

Wasn't really sure if I wanted to go, so I decided to call my other friends and asked if they were keen on going
and within less than an hour, we all found ourselves at Zoukout Day 1... Talk about impromptu? Ha ha ha.
 Really love how spontaneous all my friends are.

And since we had free villa stay & VIP passes for day 2, we decided to go as well.
I'm really glad I did cos I had a blast! 

Again, pictures from instagram.
And grabbed from facebook cos I've no idea how to upload pictures from my phone to the lappie without it being corrupted.
Anybody has any idea how to upload pictures from Note 2 to the lappie properly? Please let me know! :(
Thank you in advance! xx

The L word

Chanced on this on facebook, and I thought it was worth sharing...

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeli

ng when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form... flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments…

20th

Two weeks ago, I finally hit the big 2. I've always thought that hitting the big two would be really scary, but I guess it's not as bad as I thought. 

I don't usually plan / celebrate my birthday. The only plans I have are simple meals with my family & good friends, that itself is enough to suffice for me. But every single year, since I was 13, my friends would always make plans/ plan surprises for me. I've never ever had to worry about staying home or being alone on my birthday (Even if I wanted to, they wouldn't let me). This year was no exception, and every year my friends make me feel even more special & happy then the year before.

My birthday celebrations lasted for over a week, continously. The surprises started coming in a couple of days before my birthday, and boy, I was really caught off guard! From surprises, to presents, to meals, to movie dates & red packets. Even all those who made the effort to specially come down just to wish me happy birthday, because I was having exams on my birthday & didn't want to go out. 

I'm the most tempermental person ever, I throw tantrums all the time. I hate it when people ask too many questions, and I get irritated way too easily. I'm not the most caring person, and I get distracted half the time when people are talking to me but I'm so thankful for every single one who has stuck by me.

Wanted to upload all the pictures initially but when I uploaded everything to the lappie all the pictures came out tiny :( So I'll just have to make do with all my instagram pictures. (If you're following me you'd have already seen all the pictures) 

Pictures in random order cos I'm lazy to organize them all, hehe :3

Follow me on instagram (@xoangeline) for more on the go updates.

Dress: Guess

Accessories: Hermes, Chanel

Shoes: Steve Madden

Bag: Chanel

Dress: Tracyeinny

Accessories: Guess, Chanel

Bag: Chanel 

Shoes: Christian Louboutin

xx

/// Next post on Zoukout2012! 

Woke up in shock from a really really horrible nightmare. AGAIN. Been having nightmares so often I can't remember when was the last time I had a good sleep. But this time, it was different. It was bad. So bad I woke up tearing.

I immediately went to google the interpretion of the nightmares I've been having and it made me question myself about life & the decisions I've been making/made.

Time to do some soul-searching.

x

Tick tock tick tock

Word

How I'm feeling right now:

Beautiful

And I still want to believe that, people are beautiful.

Random rant

Have been so lazy to blog recently. Basically, I've been so lazy to do anything at all. Life's mundane, as always. I need to stop complaining & procrastinating and start doing something. On the side note, school's officially over for me, I think? Ha ha ha. I really don't want school to end, I love school! Even though... I rarely attend classes. Christmas is just around the corner and 2012 is finally coming to an end. And boy, I must say this year has been one helluva ride.

Update soon, I promise!