Petrene Susanna Peter. One of the things I love about her. Her name. Petrene came from Peter and Irene; which are her parents. How sweet is that? I still can't get over it :)
Yes, once upon a time, and I deeply hope still is, my gay partner. She has my deep dark secrets. She knows what it's like to be really curious. She teaches me how to do stuff. She's my official partner in crime. And only she knows what I'm talking about :)))
Another that makes me love her, she's so spoiled, that sometimes she's almost demanding all the time. What do I love about this? She makes me feel needed and important. That if I'm not around, she'd die somewhere. But instead, THAT proved how vain I was. Until at a certain point, I realised that it was I who needed her. Not the other way round. It doesn't make sense? Well, it took me awhile to realise that it's not about being dependant or reliable to anyone, it's about taking responsibility towards the commitment in your friendship. Petrene made me realise this. After eighteen years of living. True they say, a friend in a part of your lifetime may change your whole perception of something, just with his/her presence..

So yeah, she's pretty and sexy. Ever so attractive, all guys of all races were lining up for her. But one guy came up front and steal the spot, Salleh Ghazi. Which in return, stole our spots; Petrene's friends. Haha. He's such a doll, I mean, the right boyfriend I'd vote for Petrene to have. He's definitely one of my favourite. But I guess I might need another blogpost to just talk about him and not in this post, aite? So, look out for next posts :P


Oh oh I looove her Sabahan accent, just as much as I love Debra's, and especially the fact that she teaches me Sabahan/Kadazan words. Like, patak-patak, or tapuk-tapuk, or tentelor, loloi, pukitai, tapun, susu kacang (oh no, Debra taught me that -.-), getek, and having bah's instead of lah's. On our first basis of early friendship, Debra had to translate every Sabahan phone conversation she had. I'd be left gawking listening to her talking in thick Kadazan accent, but now I'm so used to it that sometimes even I blurt out my fake Sabahan accent :P
Petrene, I love you, you know that kan? And I know you love me too. That's why you always look out for me. You always give me advise and encouragement, (and most of the time discouragement, so that I would rise up to the challenge and prove myself). You never EVER would judge for who I am or who I become. Even if it took only a couple of weeks for me to change, you always knew the part that I always am and always be. And you know what makes me think that we're true friends? It's because we've only met 9 weeks ago, babe. 9 weeks ago. And I'm still looking on to months and years to come. I hope no matter how much time you spend with Velove and Yvonne, or even how much I disappoint you on different levels, you'd still know that I need you, cause for all you know, I might be 'younger' than I seem. I love you, don't leave me :')