She patched me up when I was torn…

How many of you are actually blessed enough to have friends who will stick with you through thick or thins? I’m sure you can easily say that you’re blessed with a lot of friends who will laugh with you and cry with you when you’re younger, but as we grew older, not many can actually say that. As we grow older, things started to change…. people started to change.

I have a lot of friends, but I have to say, some friends are better off as enemies. I used to have fair-weather friends and they do things that doesn’t exactly sit well with me.

I’m not quite sure how to say this without being too obvious, but let’s just say that some so-called friends do things that even animals won’t do, and they would even fuck your husband if they can just to spite you.

Some friends are ruthless even though their disposition says otherwise. They take take advantage of you whenever they can, and will do anything to ruin your happiness. Such lowlives. Yes… they are better off as enemies.

But some friends, some friends are for keep. Even though I was unlucky enough to encounter venomous snakes who have the cheeks to call themselves my friends somewhere along the road, but I was blessed enough to have real friends who not only will cry with me when the world crumbles beneath my feet, but will also be my pillar of strength when I actually have none.

A few years back… I lived in the world of darkness. Unable to trust, unable to love and unable to give. Because when I gave trust, my trust was trampled and broken mercilessly, by the ones that I love, no less.

I felt that my love was was unrequited back then and when I give, I get nothing back. I got sick, tired, and really fed up and therefore, I build a wall around myself. I was afraid to get hurt. It was pathetic, but what else can I do? I did not want to get hurt anymore. I have enough unhealed wounds.

I thought….enough is enough, and did you know what’s worst? I stopped believing… I stopped having faith in God. I even blamed Him for every single bad things that happened to me. I could not see that what I’ve been through was actually His will and I failed to see that He’s trying to show me something before it’s too late.

It is sad…it was just so sad that I failed to see what God intend me to see…which is ‘truth’. He was showing me the evil around me, but I refused to open my eyes and see. He was showing me who was my real friends and who was my enemies, but I stubbornly shut Him out of my heart.

I did not realize that by refusing Him, I was hurting myself even more…unable to love, unable to trust… and unable to function properly. By not believing in Him, I was just like a little bird with clipped wings, unable to fly, and vulnerable to predators around me.

But God works in mysterious ways, and I am forever grateful for that, for He sent me friends to teach me what I’ve forgotten. He sent me friends to remind me about love, kindness and generosity. He made me learn how to trust, how to give and how to open my heart to Him all over again through these friends.

I can name a few of these friends whom God sent to me to remind me of His existence and that all is not lost… but today, I’ll just name one, because today is my friend’s birthday. She’s none other than Smallkucing‘s Mamarazzi.

Without her, I would not be here today for before I got to know her, I was actually suicidal. She stopped me from pulling the trigger that would end my life, and she made me believe in Him again. I never thought it could have been possible, but she patched me up when I was torn.

She’s may be fierce and a no-nonsense kind of person on the outside, but she’s nothing but pure kindness inside. She taught what I’ve forgotten, and she made a better person out of me.

She’s God’s gift to me, and perhaps, the entire world too if they are lucky enough to get to know her.

Yes… today is her birthday, and so here I am, writing this while praying that God will bless her and her family always. I am forever indebted to her, and only God could repay her kindness and generosity towards me.

Happy birthday, Mamarazzi. You’re not just a friend to me, but an elder sister that I never had.

Cleffairy: I am truly blessed, for I have friends who do things that means so much to me…. and I give thanks to God for that every day.

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Empty no more.

Little Bird says… ” Happy birthday”. πŸ˜€

My life, would have been empty. Void of warmth and happiness if I was not blessed enough to know MommyLing.

Among all of my blogger friends, she’s the closest to me in regards of age. Unlike most of my blogger friends whom I’ve been lucky enough to be acquainted with, Ling and I are only one year apart, and at many levels, we’re on the same page. (Most of my blogger friends are much older than I am…usually… 10, 20, or even 30 years older than I am)

You see, before I got to know her,  I’ve always feel so out of place when I mingle around with young people… say… people who are single and still in their 20s. Strange, isn’t it? Considering that I am also that age. Yes, people…I am still in my20s. In fact, I’m just 26, though alot of people, including Claire and Smallkucing‘s Mamarazzi thought I should be at least a lady well in her 40s when they first come to my blog.

People tend to have such perception of me when they read my blog… especially if they’ started to follow my blog two-three years ago. Oh well, it can’t be helped. I sounded pretty much like a menopausal, brooding old lady with my writing, and I never did attempt to correct them.

It’s all right. I mean, I don’t mind people mistaking me for being a wrinkly, stern old lady. After all… I kinda get some kicks whenever I meet up with people who assume I’m old. Oh God, whatever wouldn’t I give to have their picture taken when they saw me for the first time? I know a lady who practically gape when she first saw me. Poor lady assume that I was actually Cleffairy’s daughter. I really had a good laugh after that. πŸ˜›

Anyway, I’m straying. Where was I? Well, yes… I was saying that I do not feel comfortable around young people who are still single. Some people will ask me why… well here’s why… I feel out of place. Very out of place. I don’t feel that I belong to that group of people anymore. Look at me…. I am 26, married, and my son is already 6 years old. Not many choose to settle down so early these days, and what common topic could I possibly have with single people my age, anyway?

I don’t belong anymore. At times, I feel empty. Before I knew Ling, I couldn’t relate to people my age… all because in terms of marital status… I’m prematurely ahead. When I chill out, I would like to talk about my family, my boy… and yes… I’d like to talk about what ails me too… you know…sometimes, we women need that kind of release. To talk about what’s bothering us… and to share our problems. We’re not necessarily looking for a solution… but merely for people who are willing to listen without attempting to judge you. And guess what? I cannot talk to people my age about all those because they are not in the same shoe as I am.

My priorities and their priorities are different…. and therefore conversation between me and my young friends, no matter how close they used to be with me, will be very awkward. What’s worst…because these people have yet to go through what I’ve gone through, they do not understand how I feel. They tend to judge and offer shallow advice when all I want is just for them to listen.

Knowing Ling… filled an empty void in my life and my heart. She’s only 1 year apart from me, she’s married, and she’s blessed with two beautiful little girls whom she dubbed as monsters occasional. Ling understood me pretty well. Ling may not know this, but last year … something happened to me. It’s nothing historic, but it’s depressing and crushing nevertheless because I felt as if I need to evaluate my life all over again. I doubted myself, and I wonder if I’m doing the right thing. She did not know, but she was my pillar of strength, and she gave me the courage I very much need to face the unexpected venom that threatens to kill me inside out.

I’m not sure if she remembers it, but she told me that sometimes to set things right, you got to confront the problems that you have in hands and sometimes, one need to be cold-blooded. She was right. Because certain things can only be solved via confrontation or by being cold blooded. She reminded me that people in my position, should never let others, especially the one that I love trample me mercilessly.

Ling is beautiful lady on the outside and I can vouch that she’s beautiful inside too. And underneath that beautiful and sweet demeanor, she’s a very strong inspirational character with faith and passion inside her. She’s someone I look up too. I admire how she handle her children, and her endless faith in her life.

This might not be much, Ling… but here’s wishing you a very happy birthday. You’re one of those few people whom I keep in my prayers before I go to bed every day( I say day cuz I dun exactly sleep night… LOL!). I hope God will bless you and your family always.

Cleffairy: Happy birthday, Ling, and thank you very much….not just for all of your yummylicious nasi goreng, red bean desserts or mysterious roasted chicken, but for being in my life…. and for being there when I needed someone to cry to.

ps: Let’s go makan makan when you and the pontianak with unruly hair free okay? Celebrate both of your birthdays together. πŸ˜€

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All about Smallkucing….

It’s been more than a year since I got to know Smallkucing. And yet, words are not enough to describe my affection for this little boy. Smallkucing and his family are Godsent. They’re a blessing in my life, and I couldn’t thank God enough for sending them my way.

Smallkucing and family taught me many things… such as generosity and kindness. Before I met Smallkucing and his Mamarazzi as well as Paparazzi, I was still living in the dark ages.

I was a recluse and I did not mix around with people, especially if I got to know them online. I was afraid that I would be hurt. You see, not everyone out there are good people, and I’m afraid of unwanted exposure.

I am glad that Smallkucing and Mamarazzi showed me that the world is not so evil after all. I learn alot from both Smallkucing and Mamarazzi, and Paparazzi too. πŸ˜€

They’re the kind of people that makes me wish that I’m rich… so that I could spoil them rotten.

Anyway… here’s wishing Smallkucing a very happy birthday and his Paparazzi a belated happy birthday. Yeps… their birthdays are just 1 day apart. 22nd and 23rd February respectively.

May God bless you and your loved ones always. I’ll always keep you guys in my prayers.

Cleffairy: Thank you… thank you so much for teaching me so many things. Because of you, I’ve grown. And because of you too, the wall in my heart is not so tall anymore.

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The Lady Who Sent Me Peppercorns…

January and February is definitely not my favourite time of the year. There’s the dreaded Chinese New Year… and loads of stuff needs to be cleared. There’s fees to be paid, budget needs to be planned, and insurance needs to be renewed.

I’m more to the ‘end of year’ kinda person. I like the end of year. It always gives me the sense of accomplishment. New years tend to depress me and therefore, I hate it! There’s so much to be done, and it is overwhelming.

A few years back, I hate January and February to the very core, but these days, I find it quite bearable. Why? Well, despite of having to deal with whatever nonsense that life threw at me… you know, family politics stuff, financial issues and whatnot, I am blessed with a lot of wonderful and thoughtful friends whom never failed to bring love and joy in my life in many strange and funny ways.

Yesterday, as I was brooding and sighing for God knows how many times this year, Annie-Q came to my mind. It’s been a year since I got to know her. She’s one of those blessings in my life that I think I can’t do without. She’s one thoughtful and talented lady who is full of surprises.

Once, I left a comment in STP’s blog saying how much I loved black peppers in my food and how much I love Sarawak peppers, and the next thing I know, Annie sent me a huge pack of peppercorns via mail to me. The peppercorns was from Sarawak, no less!

Boy was I surprised! Nobody has ever sent me such a thing via mail before. Books, letters, cards via mail, yes, but never peppercorns! LOL. God knows I nearly had a heart attack cuz I laughed too hard after receiving it.

Peppercorns may not exactly be the normal thing to be received via mail, but it made my normal day filled with joy and laughter nevertheless. And each time I’m  down, I will think of people like Annie, and my mood will instantly be lifted up and I will feel okay again.

Today is Annie’s birthday, and so here I am, wishing her a very happy birthday. I pray that God will bless her and her loved ones always. πŸ˜€

Happy birthday, Annie.

Cleffairy: Head over her blog and wish her a very happy birthday, folks. πŸ˜€

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You’re still the one…

Dear Seng,

It’s been 4 years since jie last saw you in Henesys Hunting Ground, hitting snails with a snowboard while making silly faces. You were just a teenage boy then. How time flies. It’s 2010 going on 2011. A lot of things has changed, but you’ll still be the only one who will die at Balrog with jie and the one who will leech jie at Skelly =.=

Balrog with it’s dreadful claws… *faint*

You’ll still be the one who will play cheat with jie and protect jie from the awful big dragon… what’s it’s name? Uhh… eeeee… Manon… and damn Griffey.

Manon…. (the damn stupid dragon that killed me countless times.)

The dumb Griffey… killed jie til jie wanna cry! *SOBS*

Horntail (Bwhahahaha… remember how we pawned the damn Horntail at Orbis? Wuikss… Orbis? How come we can kill Horntail at Orbis? Horntail supposed to be in Leafre. LMAO!)

Yes, indeed, years has passed since we last play together… and die together… but you’ll always be jie’s protector… jie’s warrior… and jie will always remember you as the one who always says goodnight to jie.

Happy birthday, Seng. God bless you always, no matter where you are… at land or at sea. πŸ˜€

Lotsa love,

xoxoxoxox

Your jie, Cleffairy.


Ps: Seng, let’s go and die together again? It’ll be fun. Let’s do the new Balrog! Bwhahahahahahaahaha!!! Jie wanna kick the new Balrog’s ass!!! Don’t worry… it won’t hurt much… jie promise not to forget to heal you. And if you die before jie, jie will try to resurrect you before jie die. πŸ˜› LMAO!

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You’ll be in my heart, always…

Initially,today’s entry is supposed to be a mad fairy ranting kinda entry, cuz I’m feeling abit low these few days… but then again, today is someone’s birthday. Someone very special to me. Do you know her? I daresay a lot of you over here know who she is.

She’s Claire. Some called her Reanaclaire… I just call her Claire… hahaha… or Mama Claire when ahemm… I wanna beg her for something…LOL. (Claire is only one year younger than my mum… so it’s kinda inappropriate for me to address her just Claire… but she didn’t seems to mind… hahahaah)

*picture ‘stolen’ from Claire’s blog‘ LOL! Pretty, isn’t she? Like a Queen beside the picture of the castle. Kekekeke… (Did you know that in Spanish, the word Reana means Queen?)

Yes, folks… today, 24th November is Claire’s birthday. I got to know her somewhere last year. Through my blog, no less.

I wrote ‘When you’re not ready to say goodbye’, and Claire commented so passionately for that article. I jotted down my thoughts about my husband’s auntie who had just lost her husband to Death… and how I did not appreciate people pestering that Auntie to make decisions that she’s not ready to make yet with her husband’s passing I wished that people would leave her alone, and if she’s not ready to let go yet and move on, just let her be.

Claire came to my blog and relates her experience of loosing her own husband when she was just in her 30s. Her comment was so touching and so sad, and even reading her experience again brings tears to my eyes. Since then, I come to learn that Claire is not just an ordinary woman, but she’s an extraordinary woman. A woman whom each and everyone of us should look up to.

You see, Claire found herself a widow at a very young age. And she had 3 young children under her wings then… and she raised each and everyone of them singlehandedly.

They turned out fine, despite of their loss. Claire made sure of that. Anybody who have seen her children, would agree with me that Claire did a fine job in raising her children. Sometimes when I see Claire… I would ask myself… would I be able to do what she have done if I’m placed in the same position as her? I doubt it.

Claire have something that I don’t think I’ll ever possessed: Perseverance. Life must have been difficult for her then… but she’s one tough lady. She never let the hardship of life gets in her way.

Last year was the worst year in my life. I lost my faith in God… I feel that He had abandoned me and I questioned His existence. I was bitter. I was miserable. And I lost my purpose in life. It was so horrible that I contemplated suicide. I was so devastated and sick of the nonsense around me that I just want everything to end and I want out!

But luckily for me, Claire and many others came into my life and reminded me that I’m not alone. I’m not the only one who had been tested by the one up above, and slowly, I rediscovered the meaning of life, and learned that I should not live for the sake of pleasing others, but live for His glory instead.

Claire’s  taught me many things…I’m humbled when she told me that the Lord gave her strength to carry on. She did not take credit for all of her success in life. She lived for the glory of God.

Claire taught me so many things, and I can’t even begin to name them, and I’ll forever be indebted to her for showing me kindness and giving me wisdom.

Yes, Claire is indeed a remarkable woman whom I’m lucky enough to make acquaintance with. She’s not my friend. No, definitely not. She’s more than that, she’s my family, and today is her birthday, and I couldn’t thank God enough for letting her into my life.

Happy Birthday, Mama Claire. *Hugs* You’re more than just a friend to me, and having you in my life is indeed a blessing. Happy birthday. I hope God bless you always… with health, wealth and happiness above everything else.


Cleffairy: Dear God, please take care of Claire and her family always.

ps: Claire… lol… ur pressie will be abit late. LOL… will send it via Smallkucing next month, since she’ll be going to Ipoh to pester you. LOL!

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Oh, sugar, sugar…

Do you know who is that sweet looking little girl in the picture? I daresay many of you know who she is, but in case you don’t know who she is, you might wanna head over to her mummy’s blog and wish her a very happy birthday, cuz today, 3rd October 2010 is her 4th birthday. She’s four years old today.

Here’s wishing you sweet Ethel a very happy and blessed birthday. πŸ˜€ Aunty hope you’ll grow up strong and fiery like your little sister. πŸ˜€ ( Your mummy gonna piakk auntie for that… LOL)


Cleffairy: Send your pressie late abit, after auntie come back from outstation next week. Love ya, sweet Ethel.

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Wishing us to last forever…

My husband is quite a traditional person while I do almost everything to defy tradition. A few days ago, recalling that the midautumn festival is near, my husband began to crave for mooncakes while I couldn’t really be bothered about it. But being meciful and taking pity on the poor soul, we went out for a mooncake hunt. And we brought back this. It costs us Rm 2.50. And I was rather amused…

Because in the semi darkness of the night, these looks like some Mickey Mouse mooncakes… and the cake seller told us that these are Mickey Mouse shaped mooncakes, but when we brought them home… it happens that they are not mooncakes, but Mickey Mouse sponge cakes with the colourings of mooncake skin, filled with melted chocolates. LOL.

Poor husband… LOL…and lucky me. He was looking for mooncakes, but got chocolate filled sponge cakes instead. But I can’t say I pity him that much, because he enjoyed the cakes nevertheless, because he’s a huge fan of chocolate melting in his mouth.

What’s the lesson of the story, folks? The lesson here is that one ought to learn to live with the fact that we cannot always have what our heart desire, and sometimes, the best things in life are surprises and mistakes, and as long as we learn to take the world as it is instead of how we want it to be, we’ll be contented and happy. πŸ˜€ Ponder on that, and here’s wishing all Malaysians out there a very Happy Midautumn festival, and wish the love that you had for your loved ones last forever.

Here’s dedicating Γ€Β½β€ Γ¦β€žΒΏΓ€ΒΊΒΊΓ©β€’ΒΏΓ€ΒΉβ€¦ (Wishing us to last forever) to all of you out there.

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Cleffairy: The best things in life are unplanned…

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If you don’t see me…

If you don’t see me around, that would mean I’ll be busy. Busy doing what? Well… it’s festive season, and there’s open house invitation aplenty… so I’ll be busy visiting people who celebrates Eid and also spend some quality time with my family.

So yea… if you’re my friends, and don’t see me around leaving comments in your blogs these few days, please don’t worry about me. I’m not dying from any terminal disease or anything…and you can reach me via phone or email if you need to grab hold of me. And if you’re my foes… don’t go party just yet, cuz I’m just away to stuff my face with goodies… so too bad for you.

Anyway… this is a scheduled entry… I’ll probably be back on Monday or Tuesday… feel free to leave me your thoughts, and I will try to reply you whenever I can.

Here’s wishing everyone who celebrates Eid a Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir dan Batin, and hope everyone have a wonderful time with their loved ones.

Here’s an Aidilfitri song for your enjoyment.


Cleffairy: ‘Maaf zahir dan batin’ is the best part of Eid.

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You’re my sweetie pie…

The other day, STP posted Strawberry Shortcake Cuppy Cake song on his blog. And today, I’m gonna plagiarize, and put up the same song, and dedicate it to one cute, sweet little girl. πŸ˜€

Do you know who she is?

If you’ve been frequenting her mummy’s blog, you would know that that sweet looking little girl is Elise. πŸ˜€ Today, 3rd September 2010 is her birthday. She’s 2 years old today. Please head over to her mummy’s blog and wish her a happy birthday. ( I know, I know… another birthday dedication, you say? But hey, you can’t blame me… she’s such a sweetheart.)

She’s going to break a lot of hearts when she grows up, don’t you think? Such a sweet and pretty little girl.

Here’s Auntie Cleff’s wishes for you, my sweetie pie: Hoping you’ll grow up to be healthy, blessed, and wise. May God grant you serenity and contentment and every single good thing the world could offer. Happy birthday, Love.

Cleffairy: I’m no fairy godmother, and you’re no Cinderella. I can give you no pumpkin carriage or a Prince Charming on a white horse, but I can certainly pray for you, Poppet. I’ll keep you in my prayers. πŸ˜€

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