I don’t know how to start this. I have no idea and no story to share with “Jason Mumbles”‘ readers. But why I still post this? This is because of Jason is battling with his own unsolved problems. Thus, he has no mood to deal with blogging stuff!!

16th September 2005, 4PM, K.L.
-sitting in front of the monitor and mumbling to myself-

“What I want to write? Nothing!”
“Why I volunteered myself to write for J enthusiastically?” -regrets-
“J said I can write whatever I want.”
“Hmm…”

4 minutes later…

Nee: “Jason, I think I’ll ruin your blog and so I decided to stop here. But anyway, I hope u can solve your problems as soon as possible and most importantly, good luck to your final! Don’t flunk your paper anymore, duh~!”

Read my first entry in “Jason Mumbles” here.

Jason says : “Thanks a lot, Nee.” -hugs-

In response to Khang Nee - Part I, II and III, I feel that it is the proper time for me to reveal myself by saying something in Jason’s blog.

First of all, thanks to those who have wish me during my birthday in the comment section and through SMS, by asking my number from Jason. For your information, I am currently having internship in a magazine company located in Cheras. Luckily, the “mongoloid” boss did not unplug the internet connection as usual. I am currently doing nothing (again) in the office as the boss hardly assigns task to me, but letting me die of boredom. Therefore, I am here to say something.

Jason is the one who

- cares me a lot, really a lot.
- triggers my anger sometimes.
- SMS / calls me everyday.
- makes home boiled bean bean (Soya Bean) for me.
- knows 80% of my secrets.
- bought my first soft toy for me.
- bought me a very special 21st birthday present.
- feels like kissing me all the time.(He claims that my lips are sexy. -speechless-)- complains that I do not know how to pester/be soft.
- always accompany me by chatting and SMS-ing whenever I am bored.
- owns all, each and every photos I have.
- loves me like a little sister (Or may be more than that.)

However, I do not like to have face to face conversation with him as he always blush whenever he talks to me, and will remain quiet for a very long time. Other than a few more glitches in him, I have nothing much to complain about. According to one of J’s close female friend, J and I indeed have an extremely weird relationship. Weird as in, he loves me a lot or may be more than anyone else he himself know but we are not a pair. I ill treat (a lot,more than you could think of) him but he never hates me. Although we are weird in some extend and beyond explanation, but still, I am glad to have J as my closed and best intimate male friend / brother.