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Latte Art

2007-08-29T21:35:00.000+08:00

What I've been obsessing over for the past 24 hours:

Latte Art :)

Pity latte art is next to unheard of here, even among baristas. Not exactly surprising since the kind of foam required for latte art is something that requires a lot of skill to produce. The sort of skill that requires tons of experience with the steaming and pouring; something not a lot of baristas get to hone considering the high turnover in coffee shops in Malaysia. Ah well.. they're still pretty to look at :D

One of my Fav <3

This one's called a rosetta

It gets more complicated..

Fuh, how to drink this work of art??

One day.. One day!

What I've Been Up To

2007-08-19T22:09:00.000+08:00

BBQ

Midnight Baileys

Bulb

Connecting :)

*snicker*

For Anaz..

2007-07-15T01:20:00.000+08:00

Just an update.

And maybe Kar also ler, but at least she's more updated than Anya in FunFunFunChristendomPlaceinVirginia.

Sigh

So.

I thought he had commitment issues.

I found out he just didn't like me that way.

I got rejected twice.

But.

We still message almost everyday. For hours on end. My inbox has 190 messages right now. Sometimes it has 300++. More than 95% will be from his number.

We still hang out. Heck, it's not even that casual bump into each other hang out. We make plans. And put time aside for each other.

We still emo. Okay la, I emo. Right now I'm angry fustrated sad at him because he won't open up to me and tell me his problems and hence make me feel useless.

and Dammit.

I feel desperate.

I need to know he's okay.

My hands damn bloody itchy. Cannot keep away from phone.

It's cliched but I've never felt like this before. With previous experiences there was always a nagging little voice or feeling. This feels right somehow. Oh god touch wood don't jinx me.

He's perfect.

There's actually no such thing as perfection so I dunno what the hell I'm talking about.

I can't control myself.

CAN SLAP ME ARRRR??

There's a whole novel behind all this. Maybe one day I will type it all up in an email for you. Soon la soon okay?

Anya. I miss you.. PLEASE BRING BACK SOME HOT CHAP CHUNGS!

Penang photos

2007-06-05T22:50:00.000+08:00

Turtles in Kek Lok Si are like. So poor things okay. They have to fight for food, or rather kangkung that jakun tourists buy for a dollar from the vendors.

And they have to fight for space!

Then we went to the beach, where some of us jsut donned sunnies and poyohed with the camera while lying on the mat...

while some of us happily stripped off ...

And we also headed to Penang Street. After getting lost for what must have been an hour, we finally found an old colonial place that served the famous assam laksa and cendol. Old school wei.

And we went for a dip at the hotel's infinity pool.

Horse, cat, cow, bat, turtle, pig, and the old man's leg.

And of course, we had JD. And 007. And er.. Uno..

And we went back to the scene of the crime.. Fort Cornwallis!

And there was just a lot of milling around..

The First Week

2007-06-02T13:52:00.000+08:00

I woke up Tuesday morning numerous times, feeling just a tad bit nervous about the first day on the job at Bux. Since then, it's been a good week :D

The partners are very nice and friendly and patient enough to take the time to show the noob around and layan my bumbling questions.

The customers are alright, there hasn't been a particular horrid customer that I've had to layan, although honestly speaking, being in the F&B line is a real eye-opener. There are a lot of regulars that frequent the MV store, particularly expats. And of course, there's the eccentric regular. He's got a shaggy beard, and hardly says anything except "TWO.TWO!" *makes peace sign* I think he prefers female baristas though heeeeheeee.

Linda keeps cursing me and reminding me not to fall, trip or spill drinks.

In my first week I have:

spilt two drinks
tripped
made wrong drinks
cut my thumbS on the plastic covers

...

...

yeah.

It's all good. :D Closing shift tonight. I like it the best. The guys make me laugh like crazy.

Gainfully Employed

2007-05-28T21:05:00.000+08:00

With a Ho Ho Ho!

Am not dead, MIA, or decapitated.

Am gainfully employed HEHEHEHEHEEEEE!

If you're free, you can find me at Starbucks, MV for the next two weeks.

No free coffee though. My perks are MINE, MINE I TELL YOU! Opening shifts for the next two days, one middle shift, then closing on Friday and Saturday. Lunch with me pretty pleaaaasee :D

Post Mortem Sem 3

2007-05-13T18:43:00.000+08:00

CRM - I honestly thought this was going to be the hardest subject of all, but as it turns out, it was the best exam out of all the final papers I sat for. Thanks mostly to study sessions, MCQs were a breeze, and essays were very do-able. The only complaint is that I quite screwed up my research proposal because I spent 15 minutes daydreaming and trying to brainstorm what was a problem regarding the use of MSN messenger as a form of communication. As usual, when I come to a dead end, I go back to basics. I thought of home. And of Daddy who does not use MSN. So I taruh only the problem being old people. Ho Ho Ho. Assignments were pretty good at the beginning, but our group research was a nuclear NagasakiCherylnobylHavoc bomb. Expected grade : B

PR - OMG. wtf. This was supposed to be THE subject I was going to score for.. whyyyyy. Can die la. I went in reciting SOLAADS to myself for the press release and I came out speechless. CCB! Good thing my assignments are okay. Expected grade : B+

IDP - Probably the subject where we enjoyed being in the lab. Mr. Phua's first lesson bored the shizz out of us, but that was it. He made up for it and more by blasting Reagan every class. Ho Ho Ho, miss him or not, Reagan? Assignments were above and beyond considering our last minutes. Jeezuz, VERY last minute tau. Like that week itself. Hur hur hur. Expected grade: B+

IMC - Again, expected this to be pretty tough. But again it was a surprise. The only paper besides IDP where I came out early. Expected grade : B ( I did quite poorly for assignments)

Academic Writing - Bleh. I told everybody to study response essays and critique essays but I myself forgot what to actually respond about. Bleh. Expected Grade : B+

As soon as AW was over, I went to Brickfields to buy liquor at Vans' (ho ho ho) and then chill at Starbucks and teach Thomas how to play Uno. -_-' Then Kitty's buffet Dinner. And chilling some atas place in Bangsar where young looking ang moh boys shisha-ed and boozed. Young enough to be still squeaking in unbroken voices. Young enough to not be hot. Tsk. Kids these days...

Am going to Linda's house now. Penang in twelve hours. See you on Wednesday :D

Release Tension.. among other things

2007-05-02T15:17:00.000+08:00

Finals in 5 days.

I really must start hardcore studying. Except I left my notebook in Tun's car, and I won't see him till at least tomorrow, so it gives me a feeble excuse to procrastinate till then.

Plus I keep thinking about Penang. :D

Things related to Penang

Pack dammit!
Make chocolate peanut butter cups to eat on the way there
Sleepover at my place on Saturday, then Linda's on Sunday
Buy aviators
Buy my freaking hoodie

And while I'm at Penang:

Eat har gau
Eat real Penang Char Kuey Teow
Eat Penang Sotong Kangkung. Okay, I don't actually care if it's Penang or not, I just need my sotong fix...
Rise with the sun with Eddie
Beach stroll at night
Suntan
SHHOPPPPPIIIINNNGGGGG
Fairy on Ferry with Lily
Twister :D I can see Linda laughing with glee
Jacuzzi. Someone remind me to bring bubble bath please
Shots!
and with shots come drinking games...
Buy mom's belacan... -_-"
Do a bit of praying at Kek Lok Si for good results
See TURTLES!! (the only real reason I want to go to Kek Lok Si actually)
Wax The Hairy Bear that is Grandpa Thomas. * Omg Linda will have the most fun with this

Wish, not Hope

2007-04-30T23:34:00.000+08:00

Hope is that wretched little green worm that creeps and worms its way into your mind and creates little slimy passages through which disaster and chaos crawls through to the very core of your being.

So I Wish. But not Hope. Never never never Hope.

Gettit?

"Abandon Hope, all ye who enter"

Such an apt warning for matter such as this.

2007-04-25T22:55:00.000+08:00

LAYER 1 : ON THE OUTSIDE
Name : Yuen
Birth Date : 16th April
Current Status : Single
Eye Colour : black
Right of lefty : Righty

LAYER 2 : ON THE INSIDE
My Heritage : Cina = Canton+Hakka
My Fears : Heights + loneliness + Elevators closing on me
My Weaknesses : My Brain
My Perfect Pizza : Pepperoni, crab meat, mayo, mushrooms, beef, without the pizza.

LAYER 3 : YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
My thoughts first waking up : Gargh.. Comfy.. *snuggle*
My bedtime : before midnight laaa
My most missed memory : Kindergarden

LAYER 4 : MY PICK
Pepsi or Coke : Coke la, hands down.
McDonald's or Burger King : Burger King for the swiss double, McD's for everything else
Single or grouped dates : Who cares as long as I'm on one
Adidas or Nike : Adis! PINK PINK PINK ADIS
Tea or Nestea : Nestea is coffee, right?... SAY COFFEE LA! Chinese tea.
Chocolate or Vanilla : Vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee : coffee

LAYER 5 : DO YOU...
Smoke : Not now, I don't
Curse : Heeee...
Take a shower : aboden
Have a crush : Yar
Think you've been in love : Nah
Go to school : college, yes
Want to get married : HarHarHar
Believe in yourself : Yes and no

LAYER 6 : IN THE PAST
Drank alcohol : Yes, Duh
Gone to the mall : wtf...
Been on stage : Unfortunately yes
Eaten sushi : Yes! <3
Dyed your hair : nope, I have virgin hair

LAYER 7 : HAVE YOU EVER
Played a stripping game : Yeah, strip pool with Chand. We stopped after I took off my jacket.
Changed who you were to fit in : Not to fit in, no

LAYER 8 : AGE YOU'RE HOPING
To be married : Before I die. Before. I duno. 30?

LAYER 9 : IN A GUY...
Best eye colour : Dark Coloured
Best hair colour : Dark Coloured
Short hair or long hair : As long as it's zexyyyy. And is soft.

LAYER 10 : WHAT WERE YOU DOING...
A minute ago : Reading comics of bald headed emo blobs
Hour ago : Watching CSI
4.5 hours ago : Just woke up from evening nap
1 month ago : Assignments probably
Year ago : Assignments probably

LAYER 11 : FINISH THE SENTENCES...
I love : friends and Eddie
I feel : Eddie poking my leg right now
I hate : so many whiny people
I hide : tummy fats
I miss : eating cookies and being thin
I need : a massage and salonplas badly

LAYER 12 : TAG 5 PEOPLE
Calvin HAH!
Linda
Surekha
Anaz
Nerd Queen

Tag

2007-04-23T18:29:00.000+08:00

Calvin is a too-free dude with too much time on his hands than he knows what to do with. That and the fact that nobody will go watch movies with him! HARRRRRHARRRRHARRRR! Okay no la, sorry for ffk-ing. :D

5 Reasons Why I Blog:

#1 : I have too much randomness and quirkiness that I cannot express in real life for fear that I will be alienated and committed to a mental institution. So it spills over to writing.

#2: I have practically no life. So I spend whatever free time I have online. Or sleeping. Or falling asleep while online. So #1 just happens to be a convenient outlet.

#3: Er. It's useful to remind myself of what I used to be like. I usually avoid reading past entries from long ago because I just feel like slapping myself. But yes, it's like many many benchmarks of what I used to be, what I have become and perhaps also an indicator of what I may be.

#4: I like the idea of owning something personal, can?

#5: ... Um.. I like.. to.. put my pictures can!?! Eh no la, I like to show off my pretty pretty friends :D

Omg, everytime I read about online feuds between people like.. er.. Xiaxue and all her commenters and whatnots, I always thought "Eh quite mo liu. Her blog let her say what she wants la. So emo, like kill your kitten like that burn your family shit on your car liddat. Jeesh". And now. BWAAAAHAHAHAHH. Someone slap me can? But if everybody's going to be so high and mighty about everything, let them think what they want la. I'm gonna brush it off, everything also got some over the top comment, jeeesuuuusss, LET'S THINK OF PENANG!

yes

PENANG!

Wheeeeee. 22 days left.

sigh

2007-04-18T21:33:00.000+08:00

On the bus back home, I saw a wreckage near the turning to PJ, where the bus drops off one of the students. It was an abandoned car, and it looked beat up enough for its driver to be seriously injured, what with all the shattered glass around it. Touch wood la, but... confirm die wan. Okay no la, not die choichoichoi.

Sometimes when I see accidents happen, I get very shuddery thoughts. Especially if you see firemen pull people out of the wreckage or worse still, putting inside black trash bags. Very sombre-ing. Accidents are accidents; unprecedented, unexpected, unwanted. Whenever I see this type of thing in real life, not just reading about it, then only does it have any sort of impact. Reading about it or hearing about it from the media just feels very disconnected. And when any sort of impact takes hold, I think of people. And how I feel about them. And what I last said to them, and what I didn't say to them.

I'd really hate to have any regrets. Any advice I ever give is centred on my philosophy to live life without regrets. And so, IF I ever. er. fly to fairyland.. I want :

To tell him I miss him and that I'm sorry and that I just really really want things back the way they were before the week.

To tell her that as complicated as it seems now, everything will get better. As long as she's happy and NO REGRETS then best la.

To tell him that I was so turned off by him at camp, so if he's going to talk all over the place about THAT people should know the full story. DAMAGE CONTROL. If I'm going off to fairyland, for crissakes, lemme clear my rep.

To tell her that I think she's a horrible example of a friend, but I wish her luck anyway, but good luck having any contentment in life thirty years down the road if all that's in her head is superficiality.

To tell him thanks for being the best male friend, and that I sincerely wish him all the fun and happiness and that he will settle down when he meets the right person :D

To tell her that I truly admire her maturity and courage to speak her mind and form her own opinions

To tell him that I sayang him banyak banyak and that I want nothing more than for him to be motivated

To tell them they were the highlight of my years because now when I think back, I can't remember anything as clearly as them

To tell her I wish she'd have given me space to be myself

To tell him that it's not his fault, and that it was me who has changed

To hug him and be manja-ed again

***

For Linda : here's one more addition to my entree for today's LIFE game.

Beach. Night. Stars. Sand.
I can stand close and not feel janggal.
Things will feel normal again.
The sea will wave. And we won't wave back.
Cause we're too in the moment to move.

The Test

2007-04-16T22:05:00.001+08:00

Create your own Friend Test here

Love me or not? Do it. :D

0013

2007-04-07T00:11:00.000+08:00

Clarification.

That's what my life needs. Good clear guidelines to follow. Can see black, can see white. No grey areas, no vague questions, all clear rules to obey, all also can see right and wrong.

I feel damn blardy full right now. The effects of one small ice blended ribena and a bigger one with longans at Williams with some of the college peeps. Plus a few bites of Meatball Spaghetti and Reagan's leftover ManBurger. Plus the fact that I had just finished my curry laksa dinner just before I left the house. *burp* But my lips are slightly purple. So is my tongue :D It's probably for the best that I had dinner at home, I find it more and more difficult to eat in public anymore. Shizz that, I find it difficult to eat with people.

It's always fun to hang out at yumcha sessions; but like it has been happening lately, I end up like this. In need of clarification. The importance of clarifying certain things to people has never been more important as of late.

I have a terribly fragile sensitive ego. My ego is like. Some sickly withering Pokok Semalu. Touch also will shrivel up and die dot com. My ego is bonded with my self perception. My self perception is bonded with all the messages that I receive from people. I secretly care wan, okay. Sometimes when I say I terasa.. I really really terasa. Then I will console myself with ribena.

Sometimes I wonder if ribena can be used as a benchmark for my emotions. That'd make me bankrupt. So when I'm at home and in my bed, like right now, my benchmark is my bolster.

And right now it's being hugged to death.

My Personality

2007-04-05T21:26:00.000+08:00

I steal from Jared

What others see from your style
You tend to be a gentle and pleasant person. You love nature and at least some of the arts, and derive great satisfaction from being helpful. You are stubborn and are not interested in wealth and power.

What your nightclothes reveal
You are friendly and always in good mood. You are candid and helpful, and can be sexy at times too.

What others see from your ties
You enjoy being alone. You like to life the simple but good life, and you cherish your freedom. You are thoughtful, confident and uninterested in glamour.

What others see from your belts
You are a frank, assertive and sometimes flamboyant person. You are friendly and want to be accepted by everybody. You like to have fun, to be free, and to live a comfortable lifestyle.

What others see from your shoes
You're very young at heart. You regard freedom highly and don't like to be controlled by a set of rules. You don't like conflict, will compromise wherever possible, and are hardworking people. Occasionally you can become vulnerable when having to face problems, especially emotional ones.

What others see from your earrings
You are a sweet and talkative person. You are sociable, energetic and interesting, and get easily bored by the same old things. You are always looking for adventure.

The last analysis
You are probably a romantic and passionate person. You are sensitive and lonely when you aren't in love. You can be somewhat self-centered, but you are honest and sincere to others. You like to make a good impression of yourself and worry about what others think of you.

Sniff sniff. I love you guys!!
You value your friendships: 65%
You love your friends very much - so much so that it's actually quite a worry. You may not be able to cope very well when you do lose somebody's friendship. You are a very sensitive and fragile person, and are therefore likely to get upset easily. You care for your friends and are willing to do anything that they ask you to do. Sometimes this can make your friends think that you are a bit of a nuisance. Nevertheless, people do really love you because your highest priority is your friends.

But this takes the cake...

Who is your dream guy?
Here is the analysis:According to your answers; if you are not kidding, you are too complicated. Sorry, we are unable to offer the analysis. Press Back button on you browser, check ONE question that you were not completely sure and try again with a different answer that you think it would be correct.

2239

2007-04-04T22:49:00.000+08:00

Think Think Think

bad for brain.

I don't feel like celebrating anything to do with my birthday this year. At least not right now. Last year I had a great time, great food, great company,flowers, awesome presents, sleepover, skanky sitting on lap photos.. ahhhh.. If I can't top that this year I don't even want to try.

Btw, thanks for the card jie. I'm going to think that you were too busy to actually go buy one, but hey, it's the thought that counts. Although I have to say, when I saw separate cards, I thought I would be getting more than one signature *ahemahem*. Hehe, joking la joking.

Anyway, it's happened again. But as usual nothing will come out of it. No good no good no good. Don't think. Be content. Omg, why am I blogging like Rosie O Donnell.

And on a final pissy note. OMFG. How the hell did the whole district know??? I mean, if you say the Family, okay la, understood, I was close to most of them, but why la. My life is so nothing to talk about, suddenly I find out about this 3 years later. Can jump off Kurnia.

I mean, come on. The DISTRICT.

I cannot let this be. Must must must settle. Yes, it was 3 years ago, and it shouldn't matter now, and yes, it doesn't affect me since we're in totally different social circles. But JENGJENGJENG, I have principles. And still that bit of pride left. Cannot cannot cannot let people think like this about me. Must do damage control!

The DISTRICT WEI!!

Mass Colympics - Extreme!

2007-04-02T21:41:00.000+08:00

Months of planning and organization built up to this one day, Mass Colympics. Being a yearly sports day of sorts for the communication faculty of Taylor's College that's organized by the PR Sem 3 can lead to comparison every year, so er.. STRESS LA.

I stayed over at Linda's the night before packing goodie bags with Kitty and GrandpaThomas till 3.30 a.m., resulting in serious back pain for the coming weekend. Linda had it worse; her whole living room was stuffed with things for the goodie bags and she probably didn't crash out as soon as she hit the mattress like me.

Two hours after getting some shuteye, I woke up to fill water balloons (2 of which burst before I got to the venue), pack stuff, and make mystery concoctions for the fear factor challenge. A lot of random things were used like salt, biscuits, milk and coffee powder. Hell, I even sacrificed some of my Ribena.

Not long after I got there, I had to rush out with Edmund to buy some extra masking tape for the groups, ciggies for Syafiq, and trash bags. Lesson learnt, 7-eleven is A MOFO RIPOFF. Masking tape sells for 5.50 a roll. Trash bags per pack of 25 sells for 5.00. That's GilaCheeSin for a convenience store, but what to do, rushrushrush.

After I got back, continued lugging pails and pails of water balloons to my station. Back Pain, check. Shoulders rotting away, check.

Beginnings of a crowd

Obstacle course started a bit late, and only half the number of expected teams turned out, but managed alright anyway. Lots of shouting, deliberate confusion by some kacau-ing crew people *CoughTunCough*, and splish-splashing later, the obstacle course finished. Thanks to extra rubbery balloons, not many burst, and quite a few were left over, and before I knew it, a mini water war was waged among the OC crew. I attempted to throw one at Edmund, but like my past attempts at throwing ANYTHING at him, the #(%*@#*!) thing just bounced off him. And splashed at other people's legs.

Obstacle Course Crew - Me, Edmund, Roger, Keri

After that, I switched to photography duty. I stayed in the middle of the thick of the action, in between the paintball jungles and main tents where most people were gathered. The food was a-cookin', the people were a-shootin', and the Eddie was a-clickin'.

Some of the Food Crew hard at work

One of our main selling points was that you'd be able to shoot the lecturers. I mean, you'd be able to play against them. I have to say, the lecturers were a helluva sporting bunch. And bloodthirsty. They whupped students' asses at paintball, by winning 3 out of 4 matches.

Ms. Jenny's one cheerful lecturer.

Paintball was without a doubt, the most popular event there. With rotating teams, I think almost all students of the semesters that turned up to show their support for our event all had a chance to play.

Su and Flo preparing for war

Like I said, the lecturers were damn kau supporting. I think the fact that we had a really cool concept like paintball that was more challenging and awesome helped quite a bit.

Mr. Phua and Mr. Kumar do some kung-fu shizz

Yes, they really are lecturers. :D Phua teaches me Intro to Desktop Publishing, btw; and Jenny teaches Issues in Media Content.

We also managed to get Hitz.fm Cruisers to come. I don't listen to the radio anymore, so I didn't realize that bald dude was popular. But I can see why la :D *drool* Kononnya Serena C. punya male awek.

Hitz.fm DJ Ian/Ean and somebody's iguana

Part of our crew and the Hitz.fm cruisers

Actually half-way through I remembered I was supposed to help Mund do the fear factor, but he seemed to be doing fine on his own, so I left him alone to persuade people to do crazy things. PR maut. Crazy things like put on a bikini and parade around the games.

Cheryl and Beh flaunting the fear factor challege

Cheryl, Edmund, and Beh

It was a hot sunny day, so the Pepsi sold like hotcakes at 20sen a pop. I banged a couple of coins out of Tun because my pockets were full of blades, gadgets, lens cap, tweezers and er. for a while, condoms, but swei- No dosh.

Ash pleading Jeff for a sip. That's MY drink, btw.

And other shots while taking a leisurely stroll towards the dodgeball courts...

War going on

Aina and Ash

And got back in time to see my sem 3 paintball team come out of the paintball court VICTORIOUS! I think this was their only match that they won. Hehehehe.. Someone got shot in the ass... *singsong* Ribena - Drink of the Champions!

Mund, Jing Jing, Carmen and Vven taking a break

While waiting for the finals of Paintball to commence, some of us gathered for a group shot. Ironically, some of the heads, including a now emo-ing Kitty weren't there, but non-crew members popped in. HEhheee. And camwhore around.

Part Group Shot

Syafiq and Amanda having a little fun in between finals

Sunnies Trio can pose and ooze coolness

I lost my sunnies... :(

The lecturers were kick ass bloodthirsty

Ashleigh and Ayna do some cheerleading pose. Damn cool la

The semi-finals match

Kit with Dip. Sem 1 (March) - the paintball champions of 07

After that, we managed to clean most of everything up before the rain started to REALLY come down. Linda and I were drenched by the time we were back in her house. Me with an extra BUMP on my head :( Linda put green gunk on it. Then we passed out on her couch while Hafiz was massaging her feet. and her sister took a VIDEO of us sleeping. And me mumbling things half awake. Bleh.

Eduardo

2007-04-01T22:02:00.000+08:00

I first met Eddie sometime back late last year. I can't say it was LOVE at first sight, more like lust. But even that didn't last too long before bigger, better things came my way.

Unfortunately, those bigger, better things.. well, they just weren't meant to be. So flashy, so high maintanence, requiring so much sacrifice and committment. Sometimes, it's just best to go back to basics.

There will always be others that seem better, but as of now, Eddie's good enough for me. I'm content :D

Mass Colympics

2007-03-24T23:27:00.000+08:00

Shameless Self-Promotion.

Mass Colympics!!!

Paintball - Addictive, Adrenaline-inducing and AWESOME, Paintball is the closest some of us will get to war! Plus, the lecturers have their own team :D

Obstacle Course - For those less inclined to play paintball, and who prefer a more mentally challenging, less physically demanding aspect of the event. It's simple, FUN, and well. Wet. HEHEHEHE

Dodgeball - Fast, agile and crazily havoc! You've seen the movie, that's how it's done.

Goodie Bags, Freebies, Havoc time, Havoc music, Have a day off from college and hang out with your peers!

So come okay!
Friday, 30th March 2007 : 8a.m. - 12 p.m. approx
TT Sports Park, Near Sheraton Subang and Holiday Villa
Transportation Provided

Support Sem 3, PR majors!

Call Me Fairy

2007-03-24T23:06:00.000+08:00

Ahoy Matey! Call me Fairyfied Midnight Madness.

Agh, it's midnight and I'm becoming random. Today's outing was a total bleh, kena ffk like mad, no movie, NO SHOPPING. But got good food, booze and company. Okay laaaa

So

I like Guinness

I like Sheperd's Pie

I want more earrings

I like Salonplas smell

I'm becoming despo. But no emo when no thoughts

I become sleepy after I've had booze. Eeee, so malufiying

lalalalala

I smell old

2007-03-23T21:08:00.000+08:00

My grandfather used to always smell like that stuff you rub on muscles to ease sores and aches. You know, slightly minty, musty, and very medicine-like. I've since associated that smell with old people.

The right shoulder has been aching a lot lately, especially in the afternoons after classes where it gets really stiff and at night when I'm using the mouse on the couch. When I'm in college, it helps that there's Linda's PokyThinFingers to rub away the pain for a bit, or Edmund's magic massage which turns me to jelly, but when I'm at home, there's only so much area my short left hand can reach, plus I'm not a very efficient self-massager. So when today's ache was too much to take, I dug out an old free sample of Salonpas, one of those medicated plasters.

So now I smell old. In a funky sorta way. But not bad. It's really heaty/cooling, I can't quite tell, but it seems to be lessening the pain slightly anyhow.

Good lord, I'm barely 19 and I'm already using old people things.

It's almost April! - Recap on New Year Resolutions.

RESOLUTIONS
1. Stop swearing so much. Flush down the toilet la.
2. Stop dropping and killing Zen. I have new pouch for it! Haven't dropped it since I got the new replacement. So far, So good.
3. Not trip (so much) and be unstable as before. Linda's probably laughing at this one right now...
4. OMG this should be number one - STUDY MORE CONSISTENTLY. Wth, totally forgot about this, but I'm doing okay la for assignments. Can pass safely on finals
5. Be less drama and emo. I think so yes yes, I'm so chill.
6. Be a really great friend and remember their birthdays. :D!!! We solved the mystery of Reagan's birthday this year
7. I will not hate valentines this year. Or dread it. And I didn't! I can't remember anything about it, except sms-es, a half-empty PR class, and eating McDs behind the lecture theater.
8. Don't kill the cacti. Still alive, except one.
9. Find minions, I mean, companions to join Rotaract with. No more interest. *flush*
10. Meet up with the girls a heck of a lot more before they go flying off to their tertiary institutions. I haven't seen them since CNY! And KarBear didn't even come! :(

TO ACHIEVE
1. Grow hair long long long. Slightly above middle of back. Not counted la.
2. Get a guy to serenade me :D Edmund was karaoke-ing in his car to emo song. Cannot remember title, but it was a serenading sort of song. If by end year this is not fulfilled, I shall cheat with this anedote
3. Hike up CGPA by Dec '07 to a 3.33 Currently have no idea what my GPA is right now. Not too bad I suppose.
4. Get. The. Car. And if any of you start making smartass comments, I'll hunt you down. So shush........shut up.
5. Master the DSLR.....Waiting for Camera Fair.
6. Upgrade shoe collection. T_T
7. Get back my reading habit by reading at least 6 new books this year. Harry Potter doesn't count. Have not read anything. Disgraceful!

Online Favorites

2007-03-20T15:03:00.000+08:00

With the amount of time I spent with Hugh on my lap, it's a miracle I haven't developed radioactive related diseases. I estimate I spend an average of 6 hours every day during the week and 9 hours per day during the weekends. 13, If I'm not shopping or it's a paticularly boring weekend.

With all that time spent online, I've racked up a long list of favorite websites that I frequent everyday without fail.

Pink Is The New Blog - a gossip website run by Trent, a dude who has an affinity for hot pink stars, hot pink fonts, hot pink everything!

The Superficial - not very regularly updated, but the author has the most absurd comments.

Perez Hilton - I have to be honest, I'm not very fond of his style of criticizing the celebs. I feel he's a bit harsh and overly mean without much reason, overly-dramatic, hypocritical, and too much of a wannabe. Plus, his drawings (if you can call it that) are extremely crude. That said, his site is the most up to date one. Which is the only reason why I visit his site regularly.

Snippets of Life - I do not like kids. No, don't give me that look. I do not like kids. But Karen Cheng's kids are so cute and adorable and they DON'T WHACK ME WITH BALLOONS! She's a mom in Aussie and this site is like a mini journal of her kids growing up with happenings in her community on the side. A lovely side read. Like a nice salad.

PostSecret - PostSecret was featured on a music video before, I just can't remember which. It was some emo rock band video, but they had people hold up postcards of their secrets. PostSecret is like the emo site for non-emo people. Inspiring, Heart-breaking, Thought-provoking and random; PostSecret is my Sunday weekly fix. Sometimes more when I need to read something emo.

Silverfish stories - Some people will have heard of Silverfish books, the bookstore that stores an eclectic choice of books in Bangsar. They're like this independent movement that pioneers for the reading and writing culture in Malaysia. I like to read their writer's section, because the short stories show a real honest reflection of Malaysian culture with usually good plots.

Kaypopotamus - A site manned by Jenhan, a senior in my college, . The posts are usually accompanied by mind-blowing shots of everyday life. Jenhan may never know it, but I have to credit this site and the author for being one of the main reasons that led me to my passion for photography. If ever I had to recommend a blog to read for comedy, and that is thought provoking, well written and entertaining, as well as brilliant to look at, it would be this. Hands down. He's quite the accomplished comedian now, I would say, and I think he'll be HUGE ten years down the line. Maybe even sooner. Okay enough sucking up wtf.

Louis Pang - Wedding Photographer - Er. Yeah. Really la, I read this regularly even though I'm not bloody planning weddings. His photos are different la. You know when you see your auntie's cousin's daughter's brother in law punya wedding photo???? Yeah. So poser right. Not natural, hardly memorable, no moments captured.All the photos usually look like poser shots of a Bollywood scene. I think that's a big mistake many people are becoming more aware of, thank God, since more young people are getting married, and they know more of what counts during the wedding. People like Kid Chan, Louis Pang, Alvin Leong are the new IT wedding photographers, man.

Ctrl+Alt+Del - Hehe. Geek Comic!!! But it's cute la...It's like teh l33t of Simpsons.

Waiter Rant - Rantings and anecdotes of a waiter regarding his career, life, and mishaps that happen in the workplace. Makes for an entertaining read. Ever since reading this, I would like to think I've become nicer to those in the restaurant business :D

Dead Silence

2007-03-17T00:10:00.000+08:00

Beware the stare of Mary Shaw.

She had no children, only dolls.

And if you see her, do not scream.

Or she'll rip your tongue out at the seam.

*whimper*

From the writer and director of the international phenomenon Saw comes an experience on the razor's edge of fear, Dead Silence.

There is an old ghost story in the sleepy town of Ravens Fair about Mary Shaw, a ventriloquist who went mad. Accused of the murder of a young boy, she was hunted down by vengeful townspeople who cut out her tongue and killed her. They buried her along with her "children," a hand-made collection of vaudeville dolls.

Since that time, Ravens Fair has been plagued by death. The ghastly dolls from Mary Shaw's collection have gone missing from the grave and reappeared over the decades. In the dead of night - wherever they are glimpsed - families are found gruesomely murdered with their tongues torn out.

Far from the pall of their hometown, newlyweds Jamie (Ryan Kwanten) and Lisa Ashen thought they had established a fresh start. But when his wife is grotesquely killed, Jamie reluctantly returns to Ravens Fair for the funeral, intent on unraveling the mystery of her death.

Once reunited with his ill father (Bob Gunton) and his father's new young bride (Amber Valletta), Jamie must dig into the town's bloody past to find out who killed his wife and why. As he uncovers the legend of Mary Shaw, Jamie unlocks the story of her curse and the truth behind the song from his childhood: if you see her and scream, you will never speak again.

EEE!! Since the gang started on and on about Saw, I kinda maybe a little teeny weeny bit perhaps a chance want to watch it.

Deviantart posted the results for a movie poster contest for Dead Silence and it seems quite cool la. I think I am ready for another scary movie. The last one was The Omen, which honestly wasn't as scary as it was freaky. Sudden alternating flashes of blood and creep ass kids and masks will have some sort of spook effect, after all, but the plotline wasn't all that great, really.

There's something about forcing yourself through two hours of screaming and scrambling behind your friend. Mental torture la tu! Perhaps there's a little bit of undiagnosed sadomasochist in all of us.

Yes yes, the more I think about it the more I want to watch this movie. Although not as much as I'd like to watch Mukhsin.

Wanted!

Teman to watch Dead Silence

Preferably male or at least body size larger than mine. (psh, impossible, all my gfs are smaller than me :( )

Must be able to tolerate job hazzards - high decibels, loud volume, occasional physical reassurance

Benefits include : RM 6 for two hours. Or maybe a Baskin Robbins. Or just my sayang :D

lalalallalala

going to The Loft tmrw. Degree people better help promote MC!!!!!!

RELIEF

2007-03-13T22:08:00.000+08:00

YES

AssignmentsCrazyPeriod is over. For now. No more CRM and AW :D The rest of the assignments should be manageble. But we must do with 110% effort!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyway

Matter of Business 1

The movie 300 rocks. I mean reallllyyyyy. It's like LOTR, only no magic, less superstupendouskickassunbelievable CG effects, waaaaayyyy more blood and gore, and HECK LOADS OF topless dudes. Pretty sexy in a sweaty, masculine sort of way. It's a movie I came out from feeling super semangat and raging full of testosterone fuelled violence. If anybody bad-mouthed that movie at that time I would have socker-punched them. I high-fived Kitty when we came out because he had been at us for a whole week and emo-ing because we kept postponing the movie. We may be quoting this one for some time.

Matter of Business 2

GAAAAHHHHH I LOVE SHOPPING! Okay, the colour theme for Mass Colympics is orange, and when the movie was postponed on Saturday, Linda and I went shopping at Cats Whiskers for orange tops. She bought one.

I bought a green top that says...

...

FAIRIES ROCK

SQUUEEEEEEE!!!!!

My new favorite top :D I saw it ages ago, but I finally bought it because of the 40% discount. Ah. 'Tis the season to be shopping.

Matter of Business 3

Virtual Villagers. is addictive.

It gets tiring playing God after awhile, mainly because your little villagers are, well, slowpokes. It takes ages to get tech points and advance the game even though you're on 2x speed. And it's basically the same strategy over and over again, but there's an insane need to finish what you've started. Plus, you get to name your villagers funny names after your friends...

Swimming. Yes, KuWakChai does mean gangster.

I was thinking about the Young and Dangerous series at that time...

Farming!

If you ever catch me at home playing this, I'm usually muttering things like "Harvest the bloody crops idiot, pick it, PICK IT, no no come back, don't go fishing, faster finish the harvesting, little ninjits, don't obey me, throw you in the pool.. no idiot, don't swim, HARVEST dammit.."

Gone Fishing! That's a crab she's holding, btw... :D

I've been a little paranoid about having a steady supply of food and farmers since Linda had all her villagers die one time. That's a crab, YES!!

Er. Graveyard

Kitty was the first to die. My fault because I made him open a crate that contained killer ants. Chandni, Reagan, Linda, Thomas, Tun, Edmund all died of old age. I think..

I am very close to completing the sequel already, I have all the levels. The villagers are just taking a very long time to uncover the ancient ruins. They should be done the next time I check on them.

Vanx

2007-02-25T23:45:00.000+08:00

When the phone started blasting the chorus of James Morrison's "This Boy", the TV was riddling the hall with sounds of bullets from "Transporter 2", so I walked to the kitchen to get a little more audibility.

Hello?

Hallooo

...Eh. Hello? Who is this?

Uh..Haaaloooooo??

*wtfomgwhoisthisdude* Yeah? Hello, who is this??

Hello-Vanx, it's me!

*Vanxwtf-* Oh.Right. Kittyyyy..

The Cat is possibly the one who takes the prize for misspelling my name so..distortedly. After three months into our course, I was scrolling through his phone looking for my number. When I couldn't find it, he showed it to me. I was listed under "Vanx".

Facebook

2007-02-21T00:35:00.000+08:00

I've joined Facebook. It's like a neater, less garish version of Friendster, except with no limit for photos.

Layan me by joining and adding me :D

Ribena Withdrawal

2007-02-13T23:15:00.001+08:00

Hate - OMFG. What am I doing here?! I should be doing AW!

But since she bombed my topic, I've been extra selamba and extra slacker about her subject. She can go smirk and sneer all she wants in class, everybody already hates her. She's reaaaallyyy going to get horrible reviews next semester.

Hate - More assignments piling up. IMC, IDP draft all due this Friday

Hate - I keep losing out to other chicks. Granted lar, one is a hot malay chick, so I don't feel too bad about that. :D

Hate - Absolutely pretentious people keep popping up.

Love - The new creative works. I'm going to see if I can offload it on Daddy and get him to buy me an iPod instead :D

Love - Hah!! I figured out what was lagging up my phone! I deleted drafts and some other rubbish sentimental messages. I can type at my normal wpm now.

Love - CNY is around the corner. I can't wait to study for mid-sem after that. No, really.

Love - Birthdays are popping up all over the place. Another excuse to eat, talk, laugh more.

Love - Waaahhhh my sis has really nice pics! I'm gonna buy me a STRIPED SHIRT ONE DAY!

Ugly Yuenny

2007-02-10T22:16:00.000+08:00

Linda's favorite joke to date regarding me.

My sad UNLUCKY tragically funny life. Showing everyday 24/7. Very entertaining

Names

2007-02-02T23:30:00.000+08:00

I've been called a lot of things before; bitch, idiot, yada yada the usual. This is the first I've ever been called a whore though. Am not liking it. After an initial stage of being left to get through it in a locked bathroom seething in fury, I eventually made myself go to sleep after God knows how long. And woke up with swollen eyelids. Bloody hell.

When I was younger, I often fantasised about packing things up in my baby blanket and running away. Now I just have very strong urges to grab Jun's keys and going off anywhere. I would be a homeless Joe with a car for a bed. I'd take along my laptop and leech off Starbuck's wifi. Hah, I'd be the epitome of 21st century homeless person. One who blogs.

As if I haven't got enough on my plate for the second consecutive worst week ever, the Cat's angry at me. Admittedly I can't blame it because the cat's got an ego with a gravity pull of its own, so it probably can't handle being shouted at. But still, to call my nose a piggy nose... VERY sensitive topic. I'd apologize but I suck at apologies, especially this one because I think my reaction was warranted, if slightly over the top. Ah well, no space or emotional capacity to handle it right now.

The only good news so far : I didn't yell at Creative. I called them after a nap so I was slightly stoning. Gonna pick up the battery...sometime soon. They better not screw me over.

Rage my head off

2007-01-30T22:52:00.000+08:00

ROOOAARRRR

Am having the worst luck ever! EVER! EVER!

I flick sauce onto my top when I'm having lunch.
I get barked at when I'm walking home. Twice. Fuck, now I hate dogs.
I banged into a telephone when I was coming out of the washroom.
I fell down onto the road on my ass because of a stinking dick of an ass cat.
I totally forgot about the IMC Quiz until Linda reminded me.
I don't have the fonts for my IDP newsletter.
I find out I have to make a speech. To get people to vote.
I tripped on my heel while I was taking a step back.
The CRM Quiz was a total bomb.
I blew my top off at Tun because he wasn't talking properly on the phone and later found out Chee Hang was the one who received my rant.

and now I STILL can't drive. Am waging the silent war at You-know-who. Although I wonder how long it will take before he even notices. He probably won't even notice; he's THAT blur.

AGGHHHH VERY ANGRY! NEED TO KILL SOMETHING!

Actually I've already had a go at a wasp. But it's icky. So I'll let You-know-who clean it.

This is the start of what is going to be a very violent month.

Points, Shoots and Leaves.

2007-01-24T22:58:00.000+08:00

For any beginner delving into digital photography and getting their first digital camera for not-serious photography, most people would recommend a point and shoot camera. It's the best kind to start off with, because well.. you can't get more basic than point and shoot.

Personally I would always recommend Ixus only because it's my first digicam, and it's one of the best digicams I've handled. Canon makes very user friendly cameras, and it's great to handle. Okay la, I'm damn biased, but really! I've handled Francine's dunno what model camera, but it a bit klunky and hard to control compared to what I've become used to. Calvin's Lumix (?) is a pretty nice gadget that's probably the best I've handled besides mine; it's got image stabilisation, if I'm not wrong, higher pixel count, and the screen is bloody huge. I've only ever shot with Rahjis' Powershot a few times back in form 5, and it's flipable screen was pretty cool, but really, when all is said and done, it's not something you can stuff into a purse because of its comparitively huge size. My sister's Ixus 55 is undoubtedly better than mine; bigger screen plus, my favorite, it has colour filters! Niiiice. Some more some more.. I can't remember KarBear's camera, cause she hardly brings it out. I'm not even entirely sure it's hers.

And I hate Cyber-shots. I hate the way they feel in my hand, I hate the responsiveness, I hate the shape of it. Suxi eats and spits out Cybershots for breakfast.

Lydia mentioned that she was considering getting a digicam the other day. Okay, I'm no expert la (modeeesttt), but I will share my experience when I was first acquiring Suxi.

Okay, first all, my mom made me do my research. You have no chance of anything if you don't know what you're talking about when you ask for something. So I did my homework. I pretty much focused on Canon because they had a lot of heavy advertising going on then, and I didn't think much of other brands, not even Olympus, although at one time I think I was considering the Mju thingy, but daymn, it had an ugly shape. Factors taken into consideration were budget (mom was pretty generous), pixel count, features, zoom, and er.. the colour. :D Alas, no pink, except the cybershot.

Of course, very easy for people to make the misconception that megapixels make the camera. AU CONTRAIRE! Yes, higher pixel count is related to a higher resolution lar, equating to clearer shots, but the sensor of the camera also matters! An 8MP camera with small low quality sensor will take inferior shots to my little old school 4MP Suxi. BLUEKKK! And besides, unless you're going to be printing anything larger than A4 size, 4MP is sufficient most of the time. Buy so many MP for what, can eat ah.

If you're really picky about getting value for your dollar, most cameras offer glitzy features nowadays like image stabilisation, filters, and dunno what else. IS would be pretty handy, but you won't die without it la, unless you've got Parkinsons. I've overcome blur shots by hiking up my ISO when using flash is not a good option, at the price of extra noise in the photo, but it's not too bad. Filters are fun, although I don't know how many cameras offer that feature, and plus, you can always cheat that with a little photoshop effort.

Besides, it's the photographer, not the camera.

Wah I crap a lot hor.

Anyway to PROVE that my little 4MP-only Suxi can kick ass, here's my gallery. It only has 7 shots la, and yes, I edit, but still damn chun right?

Fuyoh, blow my own trumpet all. Rage la. Hehe.

Baskin is a rude Robbins

2007-01-23T22:32:00.000+08:00

Lydia asked me to blog. If she didn't I'd probably have forgotten to log in to Blogger until something majorly happening er. happened.

2007 is extra stressful, dunno why! I told KarBear yesterday night that this year I am much more serious about studies, and thus extra stress, and thus less tolerating in general. I told her I must be finally growing up. Come come, let us celebrate this coming of age!

But yes! I have hardly any patience for anything anymore! Meaning to say I am very mean la, and plus, I get extra angry and pissy and hissy-fitty and bitchy and violent. I give you example.

Today was Tun's birthday so we headed to Nando's in One U to makan. The Sun has also been publishing coupons for Baskin Robbin's free one scoop ice cream. Linda and I have been collecting coupons like anything. So far she has 5, and I have three; what to do, we are kiasu Malaysians and we like ice cream.

WALA WEIIII we got ATTITUDE from this fella who scoops the ice cream at One U's Baskin Robbins (the one near RedRumMurder and Cherrielle).

I asked him what the flavour of the day was, because (and I really do read the terms and conditions of all coupons and vouchers and stuff la! Must know your legal rights okay.) the coupon states that you have to buy the flavour of the day then only you get one free scoop of your choice. So I asked la, dunno what the fella mumble, just motion for me to give him the coupon only. So fiiiine I give him. He points to the flavour advertised. Mind you, it never said THAT was the flavour of the day)

"Okay, I'll have one scoop of this (points at Maui Brownie) and... "

*wanders off to the next section*

*spots Pralines and Cream*

"And THIS one!" *pokes finger at glass*

eh..where's the fella.. Had to wait for him, give him look, then poke again at Pralines and Cream.

"Yeah, I'll have this one please"

The faggot go and SIGH. WTH I CANNOT ORDER ICE CREAM IS IT!?? WOULD IT KILL YOU TO WALK ONE MORE METRE TO PRALINES AND CREAM?? YOU GOT ONLY ONE LEG AH? PEOPLE WITH NO LEGS ALSO CAN RUN MARATHON YOU CANNOT WALK IS IT???!!! (Okay la, I dunno if there actually is anybody with no legs who run marathons, but I'm sure there are people with only one leg who do that okay don't argue with me, I'm angry)

Then he was holding two normal sized ice cream cones. Takkan I want to hold two ice cream cones and lick them alternately right? A bit greedy looking, and 'sides I don't fancy their small ice cream cones. They go soggy. So I asked VERY POLITELY (polite tone, 'excuse me, could I..') if I could have the two scoops in the big cone.

Retard obviously got no authority so he looks at his boss, he says cannot.

"Oh.. Well, it's alright then, could I just have it in a cup please?"

The fella scoops my Pralines and Cream.

and SLAMS it down on the counter.

Excuse me, cibai hailat pukima asswipe! DO NOT SLAM MY FREAKING ICE CREAM ON THE COUNTER! VERY TIRING TO PUT THE ICE CREAM CONES BACK IS IT? geeeeeezuuussss (@$&@)(!)@$( Fucker, want to get shelling and slapping from me is it? I've never slapped anyone in anger or bitchiness before, but I can tell you that you would definitely get a bright red palm print! My friends will confirm that...

People like this are the bane (or is it boon? whatevs, the bad one.) of the service industry. Of course, they're not here to serve you. They're employed to scoop ice cream. One can argue that they're not paid to wait on you hand and foot. But I will also reiterate that if you cannot give me service with a smile, you'd better be one of those pasar malam vendors or hawkers because I expect service in any shoplot to be polite at the very least. If the Baskin Robbins at Pyramid can give me excellent friendly service with a smile, I see no reason why you cannot at least be polite. Rudeness does not have a place in any bloody job unless you're an actor on MTV Punked or Boiling Points. And very few people tolerate rudeness. I am not one of those people.

You sad pathetic fool, I hope you serve ice cream for the rest of your life. And not from an air-conditioned lot. I hope you serve it from a motorbike. With no umbrella! And little kids will scream and squeal your eardrums out and take ages to decide which ice cream they want; and then they will eat at your motorbike so your motorbike will have sticky ice lolly stains; and they'll throw the ice cream at you because your ice cream sucks. And then they will cry and yell for their beefy bushy eyebrowed fierce protective father because you yelled at them, and then you kena bish bash up until muka lebam. Or better yet, you kena sued for causing emotional damage to little cute vulnerable children. And while you're in court, your motorbike kena saman.

You little wench, you're lucky that you had Pralines and Cream today. Otherwise I would have given you my killer stare that I always give Linda and Kitty. And bitch at you outright. And walk away.

And you know those used leftover spoons lying in front of the ice cream that other people left? Yeah, I was going to be nice and put them into the container for used spoons, but then YOU existed, so I left them there. In full view of everybody.

You find it bothersome to walk one metre from Maui Brownie to Pralines and Cream? Let's see you go all the way around the counter to pick up dirty spoons.

Suck my nonexistent balls, you bitch.

Oh Chandni!

2007-01-16T21:47:00.000+08:00

"Even so, we find that there are human females with XY chromosomes (very rare) that the male"startup" gene (called the sry gene) apparently did not work. Default is female."
source: here

"Except for the potential contained within the genetic content of its chromosomes and the subsequent formation of primordial tissue, the human embryo is essentially asexual for the first weeks of its life. It has been shown that the undifferentiated gonads are destined to become ovaries unless acted upon by TDF (testis determining factor), which is genetically encoded on the Y chromosome. Therefore the default sex of the human embryo is female. The information for TDF is contained in the SRY (sex determining region of the Y chromosome). It is the translocation of the genes encoding for the TDF to the X chromosome that can result in the abovementioned XX male, who ultimately will be infertile."

hehe, that last bit was funny.

Anyway, Chand and I got into ANOTHER disagreement over the default sex. So we agreed to google it. Muahahaha! See, one of the rare bits of Newsweek articles that I remember. Syok!

Midnight Randomness

2007-01-13T23:50:00.000+08:00

Daddy's watching the Chelsea match. It's almost midnight now, and January's a helluva good month so far, for a number of reasons

I have a new organizer. Free from American Express, and it's damn chun. Better than my old one that Daddy got for me for Interact.

Anya just sms-ed me that Hana Yori Dango 2 is out! Finally, I can get hooked onto Jun and Arashi again. As of right now, the MediaSource is playing my favourite old Arashi tunes.

My right back tooth is swollen. I think maybe it's the wisdom tooth or whatnot. I certainly hope it's not because I ate half a fishball during dinner. So I put Bonjela. Bonjela is yummy in a yucky weird sorta way :D

I finally pierced my ears in Thursday. After countless pairs of earrings wasting away in my drawer no thanks to friends who keep giving me earrings for presents and clueless people who have never noticed that my ears are unadorned. Chandni and Linda and Lydia came along for support. Chand and Linda left with my fingernail marks on their hands :D nyehehehe. This also means no prawns, seafood, and egg for like the next two weeks. What will I do with my sotong fix :( Never mind, can make up for it when Chinese New Year rolls around

I cannot wait for CNY! The sister comes back, Angpaus come rolling in, I get to wear my new silk kimono top (if I can wait that long) and I will have my CNY party after our mid sems. Ah time to bring out the guest list. Yes yes good things come in abundance in the first half of the year.

Mass Colympics. Commlympics. Fugger, first order of business, ask The Chairman how he wants it spelt. Although honestly, his answer will probably be a lot of agitated shouting and swearing and end with me pacifiying him by calling him Chairman. Hehe! Kit wants me to transfer to the Marketing side, but since I'm already starting my prep for the events side I want to stay put, but I'm gonna be there for LindaFunnyFernNi if she needs anything done. This is good because it means I attend her meetings so I kill time while waiting for the stupid bus.

Term 3

2007-01-09T18:13:00.000+08:00

Semester 3 is so far, better than the previous semester.

Issues in Media Content- I'm not too sure I really like my lecturer, but she seems nice enough. The lesson keeps going at the very least, and so far the subject doesn't seem to bad.

Comm Research Method - We have Dr Lean again, and apparently so far there's a 100% passing rate, plus this year they abolished the actual carry out of the research proposal. So although there have been rumours that CRM is even harder than CTR, I think this should be a passable subject.

Public Relations 1 - This is the semester where we diverged into our respective majors. Most of us chose PR, with the exception of Chandni who went for Journalism, and Reagan who is in Advertising. We have our former Programme Director who is now pursuing her PhD, and she's reallllllyyyyyy havoc. Very engaging and fun. Ah, this will definitely be a subject I enjoy a lot. Plus, we're organizing the Mass Colympics this year!

Academic Writing - NOT my favourite subject. It's like CSS all over again *wail*

There's still Intro to Desktop Publishing left, on Thursday and Friday. Did I mention I really don't like my schedule this term? Classes end at 3pm on Monday and Tuesday, so I have to wait till 4.30pm. On Wednesday to Friday I have to wait for the 2.30 pm bus because my classes end at 12pm, 10 am, and 11 am. Think of all the hours I'm killing in school! Pray pray pray that Daddy will keep considering letting me drive Jun starting from February. Otherwise I come home everyday too pooped to do anything. Which is a real pity because there are many things I'd like to do at home. FizzShizz la.

Hehe, Jay really liked his Christmas present. Which he ought to, because I went to several CD music shops before I found it. Set Yourself On Fire by Stars. Ahhh thanks to Gramophone Singapore, I'm a certified Good Present Giver :D And Chandni got me black wedges. And Linda got me MORE chunky bracelets. And we might go to Pyramid this Thursday to pierce my ears. They're gonna accompany me so I can wring the life out of their skinny little fingers while I get needles poked into me.

ps : I'm watching The Simpsons. The detective wants access to Lisa's permanent record.

Detective : You have an awful lot of papers in your tray. Wouldn't it be an awful pity if they all got...SHUFFLED?

Principal Seymour : You wouldn't dare....

Detective : Oh, I wouldn't, would I?! *shuffle shuffle shuffle shuffle*

PS : .. You know, I could just arrange them back in order.

Detective : * takes sheaf of papers and... STAPLES THEM*

PS : NOOOOOOO!!!

Hehe.

Pool and Guitars are like sex.

2007-01-08T20:20:00.000+08:00

Since coming back for the holidays, my sister cannot stop yapping on about bass guitars and strings and the uni band for which she sings backup. Come on la, even I don't talk about cameras that much. It got to the point where I auto tuned her out once she started talking about guitars or when she syok sendiri laugh at videos of her band. Bad enough already I had to endure being dragged around KL going to music shops to check out bass guitars. I blame her band for getting her hooked onto the bass.

Then I went back to Singapore with her, crashed at her hostel, met some of her bandmates, and heard them play.

You know how some girls find musicians to be especially.. I dunno. Attractive? Particularly guitarists. My sister thinks it's because of penis envy. You know, phallic replacement. Not that I particularly wish for a penis, but for me, it's something that's like. A SIGN of better things to come. Okay I will tell you something I once told Chandni that I read from SOMEWHERE that made her laugh her ass off.

Men have sex like how they play pool. Meaning to say, if you're good at pool, chances are you're good laaa. It boils down to technique. Skill. Good aim and precision. Which one am I talking about? God knows.

So when a GOOD guitarist, mind you, not a simply horrible or even mediocre (okay okay, got chance la, mediocre) appears and starts strumming away, you can't help but be enamoured. Even better when they're REAllY GOOD. It shows they're good with their hands see. ;D

Pool and Guitars. So bloody sexual.

Actually it might just be me la. HornnyYuenny lives up to her name once again.

Pics of my sister's band. Peroxide. er. I think. I only met some of them, and not all are in the pics. There was Yee Keat (edit : KIAT), who looks like Chow Sing Chee when he wears glasses, Sham who is a fellow John Mayer fan (and kinda plays like him too) and Kim who we bumped into while in KL. All three are very good guitarists. And are pretty decent looking la. Plus, Sham has really nice eyebrows. Nyehehehe.

P/s : Hey Jie.

JENG JENG JENG!

Hahaha, I'm so faaarrrneee.

Viva la Vivo

2007-01-08T19:08:00.000+08:00

Reese's Peanut Butter Cups from Candy Empire

Have you ever eaten Reese's Pieces?

gah. *drool*

It's a messiah from the world of peanut-butter chocolate goodness. Go to VivoCity, as soon as you reach VivoCity from the Harbour Front MRT underway, you will see this bright light.

A bright orange light, more specifically. Halos surround the sign "Candy Empire". Try not to ransack the place.

VivoCity is quite the shopping mall to be reckoned with. It's got many many many lobbies, the high class shops like GAP, to the more middle class ones like TopShop, to the little quaint boutiques. And it has a ship too.

Fuh-RIGGING-ancient. *snort*

Okay la, it's not ancient, per se. It's some Swedish ship called The Gotenburg, or something of that sort. It's crew were repairing sails as a demonstration in the middle of the mall, and showing some people around on the ship. I took that picture off the rooftop of Vivo, which reminded me of KLPAC.

Neckermans go BingBangBoom

Bubblehead Mascot of Vivo

Rooftop structure on Vivo

Yep, definitely KLPAC.

Gone Fishin'

2007-01-02T23:34:00.000+08:00

No la, gone shopping holiday. Have many many places to go and things to do and stuff to be bought. Earrings and maybe shoes for Linda and Chand, Tun's two birthday presents, something crazy for Kitty, Jay's Christmas present, and I have a brown shopping list paper that the people above might recognize. Hehe.

I'm heading to Singapore on the 8 o'clock bus tomorrow, and I'll be in our little neighbour around noon, so LINDA KHOO FERN NI, you have until then to reply my message before I cross International waters and am unable to message you. Then I'll kill you on Monday.

OMG

College term 3 starts in 5 days. Am very very the happy. Super. Practically the whole holidays I've been bored out of my mind, and now as soon as I get back from Singapore, I get to go to school. Geek!!!

LINDA KHOO FERN NI

If Maxis has no problems, you should have gotten my sms like.. yesterday!! Gonna chop you up. I keeeeelllll you! Btw, come come sayang, let's go out on Sunday, MV okay? I sms you as soon as I'm back on Malaysian soil, providing I'm not too pooped out. You call the Subang people all okay. The foreigners should be back by then. Apochee, I miss you all la. Miss scolding and whacking and sulking and making funny sounds at you all and weird out-ing you all.

By the way, did I tell you I really really really really really really miss...

pool

mihun laksa [alas, no more see hum :( ]

fried sotong

uh... the elevator. Well, sort of.

air conditioned classrooms

my watermelon juice

bee in my bonnet : Nanheul Saranghae Nuhman Saranghae - Shim Tae Yon (Goong OST)

oh my freaking god, Anaz! You have to download this song okay.

*edit*

Oh, I forgot to mention, I also did something else in December.

Specifically 17th December. HEHE i would post the photos, but suddenly kena on Monday all. So I show you then la *cackle*

December Recap

2007-01-02T21:03:00.000+08:00

In the month of December, I...

baked a cheesecake with Pui Yan, Zarrin and Lydia

Baking..

THE CHEESECAKE!

got treated to lunch by SuRynn, and Sumi. One year overdue okay.

SuRynn and Sumi

Went to Sunway Lagoon with Pui Yan, Suriya and Siska. And forgot to bring an extra change of clothes, so I walked around sopping wet.

It quacked at me okay!

Went driving!

Shit, my eyebags!

Tong Yuen fest.

Instant tong yuen - pluck and roll

And New Year's Eve at Anaz's house :D Thanks for having me over babe!

The alcohol table :D

these 2 = 1

wala...

hehe :D

New Year's Eve

Gen Y

2006-12-25T23:39:00.000+08:00

hands up those of you who remember the dude whom Phoebe from Friends was going to marry! His name is Paul Rudd.

He's acting in Gen Y cops.

OH OH OH OH OH ChandniLindaLydia!

You know my skinnyhottie from college!?

He looks like Sam Lee la.

Sam Lee

Jun

I'm starting to see some similarities here. :D

Resolutions and To Achieve List for 07

2006-12-23T23:35:00.000+08:00

RESOLUTIONS

1. Stop swearing so much.
2. Stop dropping and killing Zen.
3. Not trip (so much) and be unstable as before.
4. OMG this should be number one - STUDY MORE CONSISTENTLY
5. Be less drama and emo.
6. Be a really great friend and remember their birthdays.
7. I will not hate valentines this year. Or dread it.
8. Don't kill the cacti.
9. Find minions, I mean, companions to join Rotaract with.
10. Meet up with the girls a heck of a lot more before they go flying off to their tertiary institutions.

TO ACHIEVE
1. Grow hair long long long
2. Get a guy to serenade me :D
3. Hike up CGPA by Dec '07 to a 3.33
4. Get. The. Car. And if any of you start making smartass comments, I'll hunt you down. So shush.
5. Master the DSLR
6. Upgrade shoe collection.
7. Get back my reading habit by reading at least 6 new books this year. Harry Potter doesn't count.

Yeah, you read #5 right. It's only a matter of time and will before I make up my mind. The 400, the 350, the alpha, or Nikon? Decisions decisions decisions.

Merry Christmas all, and have a wonderful new year.

In between and stuff

2006-12-17T00:03:00.000+08:00

I wanted to comment on this, but decided instead of a comment on a post, I might as well put it here.

"my question is this, once the admitting comes out and it's mutual,

is it POSSIBLE

to stay in between; "just friends"; less than together?"

-supersara-

Hell yes.

Because you see, there are so many factors that people don't think about. What if one party is already unavailable? Taken, hitched, etc. Not single lar. And no matter what anyone says, I thinkfeelsay that it is possible to like more than one person at the same time. Perhaps in slightly different ways and different quantities (meaning you like one more than the other). But you can't reject someone by eliminating them just because you like the other one better, because it doesn't eliminate the fact that you still like two people! Which is my point la. Plus, it's kinda not fair. Want to reject, come up with a better excuse.

Okay, then what if they're both available, single and ready to mingle?

Also possible.

Emotional baggage, trust issues, compatibility issues, take your pick. Maybe one likes the other just 'okay okay only lar' and the other is head over heels. Maybe one likes the other so much enough to let the other go because he/she knows they would NEVER work out. Maybe one's been burned, jilted, cheated on. Got la, like all those Bold and Beautiful dramas.

If there's a will, I think it's easier to come up with a million reasons as to why two people would not get together despite mutual feelings than to come up with one hundred reason as to why they will get together.

And it also raises some issues to ponder over when you're in the mood.

How would you distinguish friends from good friends from i-have-feelings-for-you-friend.

Yeah hor, where's the line and point between being single and er.not.

Why does Yuenny stalk blogs? (only interesting ones okay)

And why she always emo at night.

Fuck it la. Everything I've been working for all these months are flushing themselves down the drain. Yuen, you horrible undisciplined person. Learn to stick to your guns la! One way or another also always give up so fast.

"It Ends Tonight" - AAR

Your subtleties

They strangle me

I can't explain myself at all.

And all the wants

And all the needs

All I don't want to need at all.

The walls start breathing

My mind's unweaving

Maybe it's best you leave me alone.

A weight is lifted

On this evening

I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light,

It ends tonight

It ends tonight.

A falling star

Least I fall alone.

I can't explain what you can't explain.

You're finding things that you didn't know

I look at you with such disdain

The walls start breathing

My mind's unweaving

Maybe it's best you leave me alone.

A weight is lifted

On this evening

I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light

It ends tonight,

It ends tonight.

Just a little insight won't make this right

It's too late to fight

It ends tonight,

It ends tonight.

Now I'm on my own side

It's better than being on your side

It's my fault when you're blind

It's better that I see it through your eyes

All these thoughts locked inside

Now you're the first to know

When darkness turns to light

It ends tonight,It ends tonight.

Just a little insight won't make this right

It's too late to fight

It ends tonight,It ends

When darkness turns to light

It ends tonight,

It ends tonight.

Just a little insight won't make this right

It's too late to fight

It ends tonight,

It ends tonight.

Tonight

Insight

When darkness turns to light,

It ends tonight.

What does it all mean?

2006-12-15T23:45:00.000+08:00

I had a NEW nightmare yesterday.

I'm eating chocolate ice cream by the tub; the type in the blue Walls' container. I'm scooping it into the ceramic mug and slurping it from there. The ice cream starts greying and melting into a cement-like sludge. I don't know why the heck I continue to eat it.

Then as the level of the sludge goes down, it exposes a layer of water. As though it were a mixture of oil and water, the water and some remains of the sludge separate as different particles. I try to scoop the sludge, but the water seems too...well, watery, and the motion from my spoon just causes it to drift away.

Or does it?

There is one moderate size bit of sludge that seems to be moving oddly, almost as if on its own accord. I try to focus and look at it, but it just seems spotty and turn away. After a while I turn back, and the sludge seems different. Bigger, even.

There are things floating in the water now. Things seems to be forming, but I turn away before anything comes into focus.

There are fish.

The sludge doesn't look like a fish; it's grey and spotted, has no fins and no head, but it certainly moves like one. I don't like it. It's ugly.

I look away again. This is starting to be like the horror bathtub scene in The Omen. Scene after scene after scene. No stop, no link, all weird. I turn back just in time to see the sludge eat some other tiny little fish. These fish look like proper guppy teensy fish. At least I think the Sludge is eating them. It sort of forms this black hole and the little fish swim into it, and the hole dissapears. Sort of like Insaniquarium.

The Sludge is definitely growing bigger. Fuck. Not. Good. I really really don't like it. There's a huge bothersome feeling of unease and fear. Scratch that, terror.

I turn away to try to find somebody, run away, anything. But I don't. I turn back and the Sludge has turned into a White Arowana. Don't ask me how I know it's an Arowana even in my sleep. It looks like one.

I do not like the White Arowana either. It's got eyes and the whole deal, I can even distinguish its scales. But for some reason, the Arowana staring at me freaks me out even more than Sludge swallowing little fish into oblivion.

*************

I have no idea why Nimi is suddenly in my dream. At least I think it's Nimi. She's got huge eyes. Okay, maybe she's not Nimi, I'll just call her Mimi.

Mimi is wearing a wig. She's bald. She's qutie pretty bald, by the way.

We're in a shopping mall that looks suspiciously like the center of Bangsar Shopping Mall. But there's suddenly a lot of shops that sell wigs. Oh and necklaces made with oyster shells, but I think that's just me.

I think we pick a wig or something. I have no idea. Because we're suddenly at some railroad track. Or something. It's an open space. I don't know, are YOUR dreams bursting with clarity?

I don't know who I'm with, but I'm guessing it's people I'm familiar with. I don't feel particularly awkward. Then we have to go somewhere, like a factory, farm or IKEA. And the convenient way to get there is by taking this little train thing. It looks like the kiddy motor you go on at Mines Wonderland that travels at like, 1 km per hour.

And then we're picking up speed like nobody's business, and the train ride turns into one of my worst possible nightmares. It's a full fledged roller coaster ride. For real.

I'm screaming my head off, we're turning up, down, 360 degrees, I'm experiencing the worst real terror I've ever felt, there's not one bit of exhiliration, because I have no shit clue about what's going on and ITSNOTSTOPPINGWHYISITNOTSTOPPING????!!!!!!

Then we slow down, and I quickly get off.

And I'm as upset as anything because I'm missing a shoe. I don't know why the hell I'm so upset, because er, it's a SHOE. Maybe because they're my Pink adis. But I go frantically around looking for my shoe, through the tracks, and behind the train there are boxes of missing shoes. They are all Crocs. I particularly remember Pink crocs.

And it ends.

*******

A lot of things freak me out.

Ugly things. Dead things. White Arowana. Maybe even wigs. But for once I've freaked myself out, because I can actually remember these two dreams like I experienced them.

And the freakiest - I really was terrified during the roller coaster. I woke up in a cold sweat.

I don't usually have any dreams at all. Why AROWANA, why CHOCOLATE, WHY MIMI? Why yesterday? Actually I can venture a guess at that, yesterday was the only day in the past few weeks that I've slept without the air-cond, because I was feeling feverish in the afternoon.

I am so. sleeping with the air cond on tonight. Nightmares during the night lead to bad decisions during the day.

Results

2006-12-14T23:50:00.000+08:00

...are coming out tomorrow. Granted, the first tip off wasn't accurate at all, considering it came from a lecturer, but this time, the programme director is a more credible source.

I'm quite worried, but at the same time chill. It's like SPM. I didn't get jitters until I stepped inside the hall. Maybe it's not hit me yet.

IMMW - was. so. Painful. Damn Energizer Bunny. I pray pray pray I get a B-.. But then again, my assignments were terrible. So maybe a C+ is more rational.

ICG - DAMN WEI. One subject where I should score an A+. The finals were THAT good. But I did a bit of counting on my own, and to get a 75 mark overall, i'd have to score perfectly for finals. So.. yeah. I tembaked the subjective part in the theory part. I'll always hate terms and technicalities. My A just got downgraded to B+, maybe A-. Who knows, maybe they mark on a curve.

CTR - Oh my. No words needed. This course has like, a 70% failure rate. My first CTR lecture had the seniors from previous semesters retaking the subject; plus that together with my intake, and we had about 90+ students. I kinda regret not going for PASS classes. I just want to pass :(

ICC - Yeah man! Don't we all love her!! I'm expecting an A! Any A la, I can't remember too much about the exam, except the mamak studying session :D Cheers, Genevieve.

MKT - Not too bad. I studied, some stuff came out, a lot of stuff didn't come out, but enough to cover my bases. I can't remember much about the actual paper. Again, I remember the last 2 minutes before we left the Media Hub to go to the hall, when I was coaching Tun on the push and pull strategies; again, using my weird ass methods of explaining and memorising. But Karma was good, cause it actually came out :D High five, man. Here's to a B.

*Edit*

ICC - A - Yeah maaaaan! I've never had a 4 before. :D

ICG - B - slight dissapointment here, feel my final was deserving of at least a B+, but considering that my mid term Illustrator was quite the disaster, I suppose it's fair.

CTR - B- - The moment of TRUTH! So far most of my peeps have passed CTR, so it's a huge relief for us; for those who didn't, cheer up la, okay? :D The shocker was finding out Eddie scored a freaking A for this. Now we all know Eddie is secretly some brainiac. No more sympathetic notes for him anymore.

IMMW - B- - "Pigs will fly when the bunny stops playing". Dear GOD! This was expected la.

MKT - B+ - I suppose the plus makes up for my ICG, this was quite better than I was expecting

Cheeeeersssssss

Save meeeee

2006-12-13T23:32:00.000+08:00

I was having my usual nightly chat with KarBear when a snippet of our conversation reminded me of one time of desperation back in form 5.

It was the Forensics held at ISKL, and I was competing in the Original Oratory category. It was the first day and after two rounds of preliminaries, the competitors and their supporters were milling around in the canteen (Connie's Corner, I still remember) waiting for the list of finalists to be released.

After the first two rounds were done for the day, I was beyond relieved. I didn't have to worry about the utter lameness and high word count of my speech, and could fully utilise energy to cuci mata.

Now, before this time, I had gone to kepoh at the debates; specifically the ones which involved our teams (yay Kar and Laura!) and the Host teams. The Host teams were the hot favourites to win, since they were defending champions from the year before, so naturally a lot of the other schools were watching them as well. The room was quite packed, if I remember correctly.

I had heard some gossip about this guy from a certain missionary school, let's call him Joe. Now Joe APPARENTLY had a crush on our very own KarBear. KarBear didn't like him. much. okay, at all. I think la. I dunno now. :D

Anyway! not important! The point is. Joe. is. a.

NERD

I'm not dissing nerds la, I am one after all, but. Joe..oh, Joe was in a league of his own.

Plus, he was annoying. You can ask his schoolmates.

So back! We're in Connie's corner. It's already around late afternoon, and I'm sitting at one of the wooden tables talking with Lavi, I think. This REALLY REALLY CUTE guy is introduced to us, and he sits down with us to eat his RM5 Korean Instant Noodle. (OMG, of all details to remember; why didn't I remember his name) He's cute, friendly, smart, funny. I'm smitten.

Then Joe joins us. Joe is his schoolmate, and at this time all I know about Joe is

1. He's sweet on KarBear
2. His schoolmates don't exactly love him.
3. He's a pretty formidable speaker
4. He has a reputation for being a nerd

And Joe starts to talk.

and babble

and crack lame jokes

and I start to die bit by bit. He was talking rubbish and he wasn't pleasant AT ALL. He was bringing up weird random subjects that I absolutely did not understand. I cannot explain the anguish I was going through. I wanted desperately to leave (I just found out CuteNoodleGuy was in Form 3), yet it would be terribly rude and blatant to just up and leave. I couldn't even make up any excuse because the incessant talking kept derailing my train of thought. It was now that I began to understand why the boys were bitching about him.

Let me put it this way. After one more paticularly excruciating lame joke, Lavi made her escape. Mild mannered Lavi. Lavi who has never gotten angry at anyone except her small sister. Lavi who has never raised her voice at anybody in school. Lavi who couldn't take Joe's verbal war anymore. ABANDONED ME! I don't know how she did it. I was still quite reluctant to leave at first because of CuteNoodleGuy who albeit being younger, was incredibly witty, but was busy eating, so less talking.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I scanned the canteen for an escape. KarBear and her gang, which included the boys from The Missionary School caught my eye. They're talking and laughing. ESCAPE HATCH!

I shouted mental pleas to her

look over here look over here save me look here look here

She makes eye contact with me. I raise my hand to my mouth and turn slightly sideways, and with my hand blocking the side of my mouth and a slighly maniacal desperate look,

*save me*

The little smartass laughs. Yeah yeah laugh at my misery. I see some of the boys looking over and they start snickering.

But then she's my favourite bear for a reason.

"Yuen, come over here!"

I make my excuse, and hightail it over to their section.

One of the guys: "Been talking to Joe, eh"
whole group: SNICKER

Photoshop Tip - Fade

2006-12-13T00:55:00.000+08:00

I love online tutorials. They make Photoshop fun and easy. They make ICG class fun. nyehehe.

HOW TO USE PHOTOSHOP TO FADE THE PIC

1. Open your photo in Photoshop. If you want to crop it, circle it, whatever, do it, as long as you have a fresh cut of your photo.

2. Select Gradient. Make sure your options include selecting Radial Gradient, the teeny little icon with the circle on the top left corner of your window. Select foreground to transparent in the drop down options for editing the gradient.

3. Press 'Q'. This is a short cut to enter quick mask. Then click a point in middle of the area of the place you want to fade. Don't lift up, and continue to drag it; forming a line. So basically you will draw a line; the length of the line will be the radius of the red mask circle you draw.

4. Press 'Q' again. You'll get a smaller circle selection. Don't worry about that. Now press 'delete'. Now press CTRL + D, which is a shortcut for deselecting. TADAAAA

5. If you want a clearer radius, do the red circle over several times. The more mask layers you draw, the clearer it stays.

6. Post a comment on this post telling me what a genius I am, and how nice I am, how much you all miss me, etc. You know the drill :D

blogthingies

2006-12-09T23:35:00.000+08:00

You Are 24% Nerdy

You're a little nerdy, but no one would ever call you a nerd.
You sometimes get into nerdy things, but only after they've become a part of mainstream culture.

How Nerdy Are You?

Your Birthdate: April 16

Calm and understated, you struggle to express your love with words.
Over time, your partner learns to recognize your passion by the actions you take.
You're good at wooing someone slowly, without them even realizing it!

Number of True Loves You'll Have: 5

Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1

You are most compatible with people born on the 7th, 16th, and 25th of the month.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?

You Are a Losing Lottery Ticket!

Full of hope and promise.
But in the end, a cheap letdown.

What Crappy Christmas Gift Are You?

You Are Cyclops

Dedicated and responsible, you will always remain loyal to your cause.
You are a commanding leader - after all, you can kill someone just by looking at them.

Power: force beams from your eyes

Which of the X-Men Are You?

Your Element Is Air

You dislike conflict, and you've been able to rise above the angst of the world.
And when things don't go your way, you know they'll blow over quickly.

Easygoing, you tend to find joy from the simple things in life.
You roll with the punches, and as a result, your life is light and cheerful.

You find it easy to adapt to most situations, and you're an open person.
With you, what you see is what you get... and people love that!

What's Your Element?

You've Changed 60% in 10 Years

You've done a good job changing with the times, but deep down, you're still the same person.
You're clothes, job, and friends may have changed some - but it hasn't changed you.

How Much Have You Changed in 10 Years?

Your IQ Is 100

Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average

Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius

Your Mathematical Intelligence is Above Average

Your General Knowledge is Average

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

2006-12-07T22:30:00.000+08:00

Shamelessly stolen from Patrick's blog

This is The Breakfast Club.

You recognize that one wearing what appears to be a Topshop shirt (or a very similar design) at the bottom left? That's Patrick. You remember Patrick, right, one half of PaQuin?

If you are free tomorrow, go to The Curve and attend the Justea Battle of the Bands to support the band.

I won't be there cause of my usual excuse. Sorry la.. :( I will be rooting for you quietly at home.. Rotting away in front of my laptop.. While Kareen and Lee and everybody else get to cuci mata, uh I mean, support Patrick.

I know, I know, I ffk you all AGAIN! sorry la, not on purpose :(

Anyway, I already got my balasan. I kena flu already. Never mind, I will cure myself with slices of cheesecake that Lydia, Pui Yan, Zarrin and I baked today :D

Eh eh, PaQuin, I promise promise promise swear on BabyAlvin, my 12-now-11 cacti, my KAFY plant, Luke and Hugh's life that I will belanja MAKAN AND MINUM when you guys bring me to Williams. If The Breakfast Club wins anything, I throw in dessert also, okay? ahhhh fair deal fair deal yesh? :D :D :D

Sorry la! eeyer... i keep reading Lee's sms. " :( "

I FEEL DAMN BAD OKAY don't la like that...

Photos and plants

2006-12-04T17:36:00.000+08:00

Camerons presented pretty nice if slightly boring photography opportunities. All I did was take macro shots of flowers because there wasn't much else, other than the temple. I would have taken a couple of shots of the hills as we were going down, but my ears were being too much of a pain from all the pressure.

And these are my newly acquired plants :D

First up, the cacti. They're not all mine; half of them will belong to 6 lucky college friends. If, you know, there are still 6 left... The ones in the frame are mine, and the ones in the tray are for the sayangs. I'm refraining from naming them to avoid creating an emotional bond.

many cactuses = cacti cacti cacti

And the white pink rose plant! Some of the buds have already fallen off, but I'm hoping it'll at least last to see the new year.

The rose plant

My pink white rose. One of them.

One of the final stops was a small plant nursery, where I picked up a plant which has flowers with heart-shaped petals. And it was only 4 Ringgit. It's so purty. Another plant I got was a baby pine tree. I have big plans for it for Christmas! okay, maybe not big huge big, but I can hang teeny little things on its teeny little branches and it'll be so CUTE!

The love petal flower - I'm going to name this KAFY

Baby Alvin growing for Christmas

And to spite you all for living so far away, specially YOU, LINDA KHOO 'FUNNY' FERN NI, and since I'm forced to eat the strawberries I bought for you, here's a berri-licious pictures of what I ate while typing this post.

Strawberries

I'm gonna merajuk at you on the first day of school. If I remember. Hm. Must put that on my brown paper list.

Blogthings

2006-12-04T15:05:00.000+08:00

A deluge of blogthings. Chio la, I'm bored.

What You Really Think Of Your Friends

Chandni is your soulmate. :D

You truly love Kit. Uhh.. OKAY!

You consider Jay your true friend. :D

You know that Lydia is always thinking of you. No she doesn't, I bet she thinks of cake a lot though..

You'll remember Reagan for the rest of your life. And his Hyundai

You secretly think Tun is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times. Very charming.

You secretly think that Linda is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker. Yes, yes, and with clothes.

You secretly think that Alvin is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Alvin changes lovers faster than underwear. MMFT!!

You secretly think Thomas is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Thomas has a hidden internet romance. O_o

What Do You Think of Your Friends?

Not a Player, But You Dabble In the Game.

Sometimes a girl just wants to have fun- and when it's fun you're after, you get it.
But when you want a relationship, you seem to score that as well.
What you want changes from day to day? and from guy to guy.
Luckily, you've got the skills to get whatever you want - and pass the leftovers on to your friends.

Are You a Player?

You Are 52% Girly

You're a little girly, a little boyish, and probably a whole lot indie.
You have your own unique style, and it pretty much defies gender lines.

How Girly Are You?

Slow and Steady

Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.

They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.

It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.

They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.

How Do People See You?

You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Shy

When a guy gets to know you, he finds a great catch
Problem is... you're too shy for most guys to get to know.
From meeting someone to dating, you usually have your guard up.
And while you're just holding back, it makes you seem like you've got something to hide.

Why Don't You Have a Boyfriend?

The Camerons Trip

2006-12-02T21:25:00.000+08:00

A couple of days ago, the family and a couple of aunts and their families plus my grandma took a trip up to the Cameron Highlands. The trip up the hills was horrid because I was sleepy from waking up at 6 a.m. and my mom was grumbling again that I fall asleep whenever I step into the car. For crying out loud, what's there to see?! If you've seen one orang asli hut, you've seen 'em all. And they're not all that ulu, some of them had astro dishes.

With two little tykes in the car, toilet stops were pretty frequent. One of the first stops where the weather was nice and chilly was in Cameron Valley, a tea plantation cafe. I didn't dare go to the washroom there because it was located at the bottom of a very very very steep flight of stairs. So I just took pictures.

Cameron Valley

The place had a smell about it. Daddy said it was the tea leaves. I said it just smelled like car freshner.

GoofyDaddy

When we reached there, I followed my aunt to the check-in counter. I turn to the left side of the lobby, and lo and behold....

POOL TABLES

Gah, I miss.

Pool! at the hotel lobby

There were four hotel rooms for the whole entourage, and I wasn't exactly jumping for joy when I saw the view. My vertigo kicked in full steam.

The hotel room view. *shudder*

The hotel room - Daddy doing accounts

After settling down, we went sightseeing at Cameron's countless farms. I was particularly excited to see flower farms cause...well, they were pretty. And some were wicked.

Dead!

I wanted to bug daddy about buying some flytraps or venus plants, but he caught my look and quickly walked away before I could open my mouth.

I never expected Cameron's to be good for its.. um.. hunting ground potential. I thought I'd just buy plants, enjoy the cold, and sleep in the car a lot. Who knew Cameron Highlands was a place to cuci mata?

No photos la! I'm not THAT stalkerish.. But there was that trio who were milling around when the aunts were buying corn by the load, and one smiled at me. He was wearing a hoodie, y'all. I like.

And when we were at Kea farm, loads of buses were unloading their foreign cargo, and there were more hoodie/jacket wearing boys. And when we were at Tanah Rata eating steam boat, good lord, there were a lot of chap tourists walking around. They were damn friendly, can. ;D

Anyway!

The hotel lobby has a fireplace. Like.. with logs that burn. Yeah, I know, I am damn jakun.

A REAL fireplace

Basically 80% of the whole trip was spent in the car driving from farm to farm; flowers, strawberries, vegetables, bees, whatever. On the second day, we finally went to a different attraction, but probably no less boring. A temple. *sigh*

Sheng doing his hip hop yawn

Daddy, me, Mum

While waiting to check out, the two tykes invaded my hotel room and raided my chocolate supply.

Sheng abducts my coat

uh.. yeaaahhh..

Flooowerrrssss so prettyyyy

Me and the two tykes, Sheng and Yie

And on the way down the new road, we *had* to stop at another tea plantation.

Boring old tea plantation

Camerons wasn't too bad. I bought several plants, which I hope will survive the holidays, and I took lots of flowery pictures. yay! Oh right, and strawberries, but I don't think anybody's going to get any. Unless you drop by my house la, then I'll show you my newest Christmas baby. Which is a whole other post altogether.

To my Sayangs who love to buy me stuff

2006-11-29T20:47:00.000+08:00

Christmas is near, the end of the year is near; we all know what this means. It's a time for reflection on the past year; deeds and misdeeds; enemies and friends; bargain sales and waste of money.. IT'S SHOOOOOOPPING SEASON.

I've been gabbing on and on the whole semester about wedges to Linda. I still haven't bought a pair because I've never come across a pair in real life that I really really must have, although I did see a nice pair in Vincci, but it had very complicated looking ankle wraps.

So I must satisfy my wedges fetish by scouring online and looking at their shoes.

toe-covered ankle wrap wedges with sequins and beading embroidery

Chocolate peep-toe slingback wedges

I saw a gorgeous pair of chocolate slingbacks in MNG, but the 3-digit price tag wasn't so gorgeous. My feet aren't worth that much la.

4 INCH ankle wrap wedges

Linda, you crazy girl, look, 4 INCHES. No joke.

Then other than that I also want newspaper boy cap! I think I will most likely be able to get one in Singapore, but God knows when that will be. If that doesn't happen, it's back to Fourskins.

Newspaperboy cap

I saw this photo in my pictures, and it reminded me of Linda's Topshop red knitted beret. HEEHEE!

Checkered beret with feathers

And to enlighten Linda on what fairy lights are...

Fairy lights ah, Linda, fairy lights!

In Thailand, that Swan Lum market got a lot! The cute ones with the leaf skeletons made into flowers! Oiyo, when I think of that Swan Lum market, I damn regret not buying that little paper lamp. CIUUUU!!!

PINK fairy lights! <3

Desire overload. Must buy handbag.. I've developed a fetish for Guess la, sayangs. How ah? At year's end you will see me in Singaporean papers. "Malaysian teen assaults customers and Tangs staff over half price Guess bags" *sigh*

Guess

Another Guess

I like Guess okay

Guess. With a Flower! *squee*

Black leather tote

This is Dior, okay, look how freaking gorgeous it is!

Chun-est hobo bag.

I like the fact that Guess incorporates metal elements into their bags, cause I think that metal element is not something you can wear very often in clothes or jewellery, and it lends that extra edge of sophistication. And I like the bigger bags cause I carry a lot of junk la. Plus, imagine how painful it'd be to be whacked with :D

Lets Talk, I mean, rant

2006-11-29T14:02:00.000+08:00

I won't even dignify this post with my favourite colour. Ooohh, you picked the wrong day to mess with the wrong girl.

Okay, so yes. You want to talk? Alright, Lets. Talk.

First! Yes, when some of our friends go overseas, we do like to ask each other to bring back a little something for us. I don't see anything horribly indecent or immoral or even anything to raise a fuss about when it comes to that. We don't demand it of each other; we don't expect them to bring back LV bags or platinum jewellery; we don't mind doing it either. Sometimes we're not even serious enough to actually remember that we asked for anything.

I wonder why.

Maybe it's because we're so comfortable with each other that we can joke around and make fun with each other. And that we're such good friends secure enough with each other and our friendship that petty things like this are hardly worth mentioning. I don't know if you understand what I'm talking about here, maybe I should try giving you an example that you can actually relate to.

Nah.

Second! Some things are cheaper and better being bought in other places than you would get locally. Oh, but wait. Why go all the way to Low Yat plaza to buy computers or to Sungai Wang to buy cameras or handphones, when there's a camera shop 5 minutes away, or the local pawn shop to buy a handphone? I mean, reallllyyyyy, who cares about the price or quality of the things you spend money on, right? Who gives a damn whether or not the Thai Silk scarf they sell in KLCC has a hefty price tag that could buy you ten Thai silk scarves from Thailand? Who gives a shit that strawberries in the hypermarket is like, twice the price, and half the freshness of strawberries you can get in Cameron Highlands? And good lord, earrings from Indonesia must be available everywhere else in KL, don't mind the fact that they have different cultures and inspirations that affect their designs. And just in case you *still* don't get it, I'm being sarcastic right now.

Third! I applaud your monetary and financial values. I really do. I think it's honourable that you earn your own money, and you're independent financially. Honestly. But you know what?

Don't put us on a pedestal and force your values down my throat

Go ahead. Call us spoilt, pampered, rich brats, whatever. I'm not going to beat myself up over the fact that I get an allowance and I don't hold an official job. Yes, I don't give money to beggars either; I do think people who want money from me should work for it. But if you think just because I don't have an after school job, I don't earn my money, Buster, you are so wrong. I study hard, not only for myself, but because I think my parents should see some results worth their penny. In return, who am I to argue with them if they want to reward me?

My point is, don't look down on others because you have to work and they don't. We're not all lifeless miscreants who party our life away; we are filial children whose parents can still afford to put us up; and we have decent morals and values. We're not part of your problem, so why should you care?

My friends and I are not as petty to keep count of how much we spend on each other. Anything we buy for each other pretty much evens out between us. Like I said, we're not going on mad shopping sprees. Little things like earrings, er...tom yam paste, and what not, are, in my opinion, the girls' equivalent of guys buying flowers for their girlfriends. I could buy Linda a little statue of a cow that was selling for 10 cents, and I can still say she'd love it. It says "I was thinking of you", and "I thought this might brighten up your day and that you would like it". I dunno la, when you buy stuff for your Significant Other, I sincerely hope you don't ask her to pay you back. If you do, you should probably stop. Of course, I don't expect you to take my advice, because after all, what do I know, right? I'm just some silly little girl who asks my friends to spend money on me.

And since you've already got me started, maybe you could answer what's been puzzling me this whole post. Why do you still bother so much about what we do? You've never met us, only heard about us, and a harsh SMS or two. You've talked to one of our friends, and although he wasn't totally blameless, he's apologized. You seem so intent on chasing us and hounding us after all this time. Please, whatever happened was So 6 months ago. Get over it. We're not bothered about your concerns, we have nothing to do with your property anymore. Maybe some smoke has been blown your way, but then that's too bad for you, if you're being deceived. My girls and I have already discussed it, and who knows, maybe we've been deceived all this while too. But we give you the benefit of the doubt.

If you want to talk about me, go ahead, I'd raise an eyebrow, but whatever. But when you start criticizing me AND my friends, I take it very very personally. Step off, manbitch*.

okay la, so this wasn't really a talk, cause that would require feedback, and a reply, so let's just call it a rant.

Aw man, look, I almost made it through the whole post without swearing. Daymn.
*- originally invented by the sister

The Past Week

2006-11-27T19:04:00.000+08:00

Anya's been kindly reminding me about the scarce few photos I took when The Girls met up for a mamak session back last week. It was so great seeing them again. The last time I saw them was..I think Kareen's birthday. And I saw Fran last either there or the Cultural Extravaganza. Whichever it is, we had a grand time at Murni's. At least when they reached there anyway. They were LATE! Make me wait alone at KFC all... *sulk*

When we went to Murni's, the food was superb. Good value, tasty food, and the drinks were unique, although I prefered Fran's Mango Special to my Watermelon one. Damn cair la. KarBear got grossed out by the cockroaches, which were pretty much all over the place. There's the SS2 mamak atmosphere for you. Then KarBear had to go home before I remembered I brought Suxi. After KarBear went off, the rest of us piled into Anaz's car and sent May to the LRT station, then headed back to Anaz's house.

Anya behind the wheel

Group pic! while at the gas station..

Geez, I didn't realize I only took one photo with me in it till I got home.

The Backseat Drivers, Francine and Rachel

OMG, Anya, you look damn friggin cute!

From Anya's house, Francine's mom gave us a ride back to her house, so my dad could pick me and Rachel up. Geez, more stops than public transport. Time to bug Daddy for Jun or just time to hunt down a personal driver. Francine's new lab puppy, Keira, was chaotic in the car. It's going through the biting everything stage, and kept gnawing Fran's fingers. But it's quite well trained, it seemed very at home at the backseat.

Francine and her lab puppy, Keira

While in the car, Fran was looking through my photos, and she came upon a fairly recent photo of what I call my exam-stress bruise.

You see, at home, I study in the study room. The study room has a table and chair; furniture pilfered from my mom's old office. The chair is a wheelie executive chair that turns round. When I'm sitting in that chair, I put my legs up because otherwise, I tend to slouch and slip down. When I'm studying in that chair, I habitually turn myself using whichever hand isn't clutching a highligher. Hence, I end up bumping my upper shin against the edge of the table, making a soft thumping sound, which is oddly comforting and sets a rhythm for my study habits. :D However, during exams, I seem to study longer, and apparently, harder.

The BRUISE

And cause I'm an absolute ego-maniac.

Post End Sem Dinner

I am in serious need of a haircut. LIIINDAAAA come lets go perm our hair :D

Er..motivation?

2006-11-26T00:20:00.000+08:00

Oh my. I just flipped to 8TV's Nip/Tuck. Before this I always thought it was a reality show about cosmetic surgery. It's not la, it's a drama series involving plastic surgeouns.

There's this case where this really really really.. obese doesn't even begin to describe it. She's like those cases you read about in the papers. She's.. epitome of couch potato. She's been there so long, her skin's stuck to the couch and all red and yucky. She's the size of the two-seater in my living room. I kid you not.

I am damn scared now.

Motivation to exercise. And they say television is bad.

Daddy's Girl

2006-11-25T22:23:00.000+08:00

I woke up on the wrong side of bed today. And proceeded to have a great day. HEE!

I had a long driving lesson today with Daddy, driving first to Assunta. After doing a couple of rounds around the State area, he told me to get onto the highway and drive to college. So I did, and spent like, 20 minutes, learning how bad I truly am at parking. In that side by side straight parking. Joh, I don't even know what it's called. And there was a moment with a stray cat, but I jammed the brakes in time.

Then after that went to tapau lunch at the market and he kept talking and talking on and on about how to drive properly.

"You see this fella, he is WRONG because this is a one way street, he must not be familiar with the area, so you must learn to watch out for people like this; Nah, you see the guy behind him, he's actually mm ngam (not right), he should give way; like this, he cause chaos. So you see, Yee, you must learn to anticipate all this kind of situations!"

"Nah you see, when I'm turning, I make sure I angle the car so that the WHEEL is aligned properly so when I turn, I don't touch the white line and cross into other people's lane. If not, people CURSE you like HELL!"

"You see, no need to press the yau (oil) wan, I just let it flow! *proceeds to take both hands off the wheel* YOU SEE!"
"DADDY! ARGGHH!!"

"Nah, you see how I do, I swerve slightly out so that I have the angle to TURN, if not very hard for me to make such a tight turn cause NO SPACE! Look, see, got not car, then I TURN; then I GOOOO inside, then I STRAIGHTEN the wheel, then FINISH!"

All this from the market to the house. In the span of 4 minutes. Give or take.

Then I laze around after lunch and finish my game of Plantasia, which took me two days to complete. Wrist bone is painful so am mousing with a pillow :D

After dinner Daddy and I go to pasar malam. The Saturday OUG pasar malam isn't as havoc as Thursday's but I go anyway because I figure it's the only time I'd get fresh air, and because I want my Poo's Ice Cream. Okay okay, don't make fun okay, the sign on the fella's motorised stall really says Poo's Ice Cream. Its not the McD's creamy type serve either. More like the handchurned texture-y type of ice dessert. Whatever it is, I really really missed it. What can I say, childhood nostalgia la.

When we step out of the car, it's already starting to drizzle lightly, but we figure what they hey, it's probably just a passing drizzle. A few minutes past the Assam laksa stall (damn good, by the way), it starts to get heavier. So seek shelter at a coffee shop. Stand wait. Head back to the car. Halfway near the fruit stall,

Eh, not so heavy hor? Want to walk some more?
Walk la!

Then past the satay stall, it starts to downpour. So off to the shelter again. Wait at the shoplots. I stared at this skinny litle girl dressed in Pink Barbie jammies, and she stared back for a while, then inspected the cockroach on the floor with alarming stillness. A lot of other people were waiting for the rain to let up so they could continue with the pasar malam. There was this giggling couple, but upon closer inspection of their facial similarities and the fact that the girl was scolding him in such a young nagging voice probably meant they were siblings. There were other families and couples. Actually A LOT of couples.

Then continue walking. Daddy was hunting for belts, and I take advantage.

Daddy, I want that one!!

And so I have a new belt :D :D :D

Daddy also remembers what I like best about pasar malam

"Eh, where's that ice cream fella hah?"
"Dunno, maybe he die already."

Then I also wanted some satay on the way back. So he gave me a 10 Ringgit bill. I buy, but I kept the change. Nyehehehe.

Tralalala. Right now Daddy is watching his documentary. He finds this one very interesting. It is la, actually. Something about the Forbidden City in China. Quite chun also. They showed a scene of planes bombing China.

*reflex la k* "Oooohh! Pearl Harbour!!!"
"Japan la."

I knew that, okay, I swear. Ter-mix up saja.

P/s: Totally random, but have you seen JoJo's eyebrows? On one hand I think they're quite fantastic, so identical, and moderately thick natural looking, but oh GOD, on the other hand, she should fire her beautician. She looks continually frowning. Or maybe her natural shape is just that way. In which case. sad.

'Tis the season for tags

2006-11-25T21:39:00.000+08:00

1. Which is your favorite color out of red, black, blue, green,yellow?
Black

2. Your first initial?
C

3. Your month of birth?
April

4. Which color do you like more, black or white?
White

5. Your favorite number?
16!

6. Do you like Sydney or Brisbane more?
..Sydney?

7. Do you like a lake or the ocean more?
Ocean

8. Write down a wish
I wish my friends would ajak me to go out. My wrist is going bengkak from playing computer games all day.

__________________________________________________________________

1. If you choose: -

Red - You are alert and your life is full of love.
Black - you are conservative and aggressive. hrmph.
Green - your soul is relaxed and you are laid back
Blue - you are spontaneous and love kisses and affection from the ones you love.
Yellow- you are a very happy person and give good advice to those who are down

2. If your initial is:
A-K:- You have a lot of love and friendships in your life. :D
L-R:- You try to enjoy your life to the maximum and your love life is soon to blossom.
S-Z:- You like to help others and your future love life looks very good.

3. If you were born in:
Jan-Mar:- The year will go very well for you and you will discover that you fall in love with someone totally unexpected.
April-June:- You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever. :(
July-Sep:- You will have a great year and will experience a major life changing experience for the good.
Oct-Dec:- Your love life will not be too great, but eventually you will find your soul mate

4. If you chose............
Black:- Your life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for you, and you will be glad for the change.
White:- You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.

5. This is how many close friends you have in your lifetime. WTF

6. If you chose:
Sydney : You like adventure.
Brisbane : You are a laid back person

7. If you chose:
Lake : You are loyal to your friends and your lover and are very reserved.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people.

I'm everything la.

The Problem With Guys

2006-11-24T13:58:00.000+08:00

The problems with GUYS:

If u TREAT him nicely, he says u are IN LOVE with him;
If u Don't , he says u are PROUD .
If u DRESS Nicely , he says u are trying to LURE him;
If u Don't , he says u are from KAMPUNG .
If u ARGUE with him, he says u are STUBBORN ;
If u keep QUIET , he says u have no BRAINS .
If u are SMARTER than him, he'll lose FACE;
If he's Smarter than u, he is GREAT .
If u don't Love him, he tries to POSSESS u;
If u Love him, he will try to LEAVE u.
If u don't make love with him., he says u don't Love him;
If u do !! he says u are CHEAP.
If u tell him your PROBLEM , he says u are TROUBLESOME;
If u don't , he says that u don't TRUST him.
If u SCOLD him, u are like a NANNY to him;
If he SCOLDS u, it is because he CARES for u.
If u BREAK your PROMISE, u Cannot be TRUSTED;
If he BREAKS his, he is FORCED to do so.
If u SMOKE , u are BAD girl;
If he SMOKES , he is GENTLEMENT.
If u do WELL in your exams, he says it's LUCK;
If he does WELL , it's BRAINS.
If u HURT him, u are CRUEL;
If he HURTS u, u are too SENSITIVE!! & sooo hard to please!!!!!
If u send this to guys, they will swear that it's not true.......
but if u don't, they say u are selfish

And guess who sent this to me?

DADDY!

-_-" Heehee. See la, this is what my daddy really does during office hours. Send all the forwarded emails.

Thanksgiving

2006-11-22T21:27:00.000+08:00

Thanksgiving Day is an annual holiday dedicated to giving thanks to God at the close of the harvest season. Thanksgiving Day is celebrated on the 4th Thursday of november or the 2nd Monday in October, depending on where you are. In Malaysia, I don't know anybody who really celebrates it, much less know what it's about. All I know is that they eat turkey with their families, kind of like the Chinese Tong Yuen fest without the school plays featuring American Indians and pilgrims.

And so I give thanks to people and things that make life worth waking up to.

I give thanks to Daddy for waking me up every single day, even on holidays, when he will set that horrible little alarm, even though I just get up, bang it, and go back to sleep only to wake up hours later.

I give thanks to Mum for giving me luxuries in life, and for buying Jun for me/us.

I give thanks to my sister for making sure I didn't turn out to be a spoilt only child. Instead, I'm a spoilt younger child. Plus, she started me on the basics of being girly.

I give thanks to my KAF because they are my BFF and they are my first stops for everything. I miss them right now even though I'm talking to one, and I just saw the rest yesterday :D They are always always available even when they have exams and it's nice to be able to reach any one of them when you need to.

I give thanks to my college peeps; my BFFs, the BigBrotherKitty, the MaleBestFriend, and the OneWhoWearsPink. I damn sayang you all, even when I'm screaming at you, or whacking you, or scolding you. I'm doing it out of lurve, y'all. I'm very at ease when I'm hanging out with you guys although sometimes I find myself operating at a very high stress level.

I give thanks to whom people whom I know, but don't fall in the above categories,because you're like the little sprinkles on the side of a cake. Basically if I know you, and I like to talk to you online, I <3>

I give thanks to people whom I don't like because you make me appreciate the ones I love even more.

I like tofu btw. Random.

SUPER-EST long tag

2006-11-21T18:07:00.000+08:00

that I've ever done.

so basically BOLD statements are the golden truth, italised statements are stuff I totally wish were true, but sadly aren't, and the stuff that ain't either are just plain LIES, ALL LIES I TELL YOU!

I miss somebody right now. :D
I dont watch TV these days.
I wear glasses or contact lenses.
I love to play video games. Computer games, more like.
I've tried marijuana.
I've been in a threesome. er. Heeeehehehe
I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
I believe that honesty is usually the best policy.
I curse. Like a sailor, apparently.
I have changed mentally over the last year.

I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
I'm TOTALLY smart.
I've broken someone's bones.
I'm paranoid sometimes.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe , free of cost, and scar-free. Rhinoplasty!
I need money right now.
I love sushi. California Roll, Unagi, Temaki, omg someone fetch me to the nearest Jusco.
I talk really, really fast.
I have long hair. okay, it's bold because it's true, but I super wish I had LONG LONG hair.
I have lost money in Las Vegas.

I have at least one sibling. DUH
I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.
I couldn't survive without Caller I.D. I'd still pick up anyway...
I like the way I look.
I am usually pessimistic.
I have a lot of mood swings.
I have a hidden talent. I do, I do!! I just don't know what it is yet :D
I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.
I have a lot of friends.
I'm currently single.

I have pecked someone of the same sex. Oi, KAF, why is this italised!??
I enjoy talking on the phone. Nobody ever calls me enough for me to enjoy talking on the phone for leisure.. :(
I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
I love to shop.
I enjoy window shopping.
I would rather shop than eat. I eat while I shop.
I don't hate anyone.
I'm a pretty good dancer. :(
I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
I have a cell phone. What century do you live in? Even my small cousins have handphones!

I believe in God.
I watch MTV on a daily basis.
I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months. I didn't actually pass out, so shuddup! wuh, now Linda's turn to kena bully.
I've rejected someone before. Barely, in the most pathetic evil indirect way.
I want to have children in the future.
I have changed a diaper before.
I've called the cops on a friend before.
I'm not allergic to anything.
I have a lot to learn.
I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger. Hugh Laurie, where art thou

I am shy around the opposite sex. I am damn shy okay, cannot dispute!
I have tried alcohol before.
I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past. What kind of person do you take me for??!!
I own the "South Park" movie.
I would die for my best friends. and kill. don't forget.
I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
I have used my sexuality to advance my career. *cough cough*
I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.

I am happy at this moment!
I'm obsessed with guys. :DDDD
I study for tests most of the time.
I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.
I am comfortable with who I am right now.
I have more than just my ears pierced.
I walk barefoot wherever i can.
I have jumped off a bridge.
I love sea turtles.
I spend ridiculous money on makeup.

Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.
I'm proficient in a musical instrument. Like the guitar maybe
I worked at McDonald's restaurant.
I hate office jobs.
I love sci-fi movies.
I think water rules. I can't (#!$%(@^ float.
I went college out of state.
I like sausages.
I love kisses. Nobody ever does it to me, so I wouldn't really know, but taruh only je.
I fall for the worst people. If they're not single, they're not straight. WTF is wrong with me.

I adore bright colors.
I can't live without black eyeliner.
I somehow enjoyed this thing!!!
I usually like covers better than originals.
I can pick up things with my toes.
I can't whistle.
I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.
I have ridden/owned a horse. And it's really nothing much.
I still have every journal I've ever written in.
I can't stick to a diet.

I talk in my sleep.
I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.
Climbing trees is a brilliant past time.
I have jazz in my blood.
I wear a toe ring. Can't find a nice one lar.
I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with. I'm a hater, remember.
I am a caffeine junkie.
I cosplay or know what cosplaying is. *grin* Would it freak you out to know I went for the first ever Anime Convention in MV? With my parents some more!!! OMG damn sad.
I have been to over 15 conventions. Not quite 15 yet..
I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.
I'm an artist.
I only clean my room when necessary.
I like a person of the same sex. I <3>
I love being happy.
I am an adrenaline junkie.

I dunno who to stab. If you wear glasses, do it.

psycho dei psycho

2006-11-21T01:09:00.000+08:00

Wah, I've really really got some swei trust issues. And a lot of it's *up there*

I think I've evolved into a really mean person. One that just has to assume that there's some evil horrible WRONG side to everybody so I can justify my holding back from them. And it's gotten me into some shit lately, and i just felt really super bad and stooooopid.

Ariya asked me something along the lines of did I feel enough to risk getting hurt. It sounds fucking cliche-d but yeah.

And my answer: I don't want to get hurt. period.

True wat, life is already so crazy, why the hell take the risk? To take risk must have a payoff worth risking.

Otherwise what's the point.

I'm probably never going to be so confident as to think I totally deserve anything without working for it. I'm probably never going to be able to judge people properly because of first impressions. And I sure as hell am never going to find it in me to overlook self doubt.

I'd like to, though.
But not on my own :D

My Boyfriend

2006-11-20T21:40:00.000+08:00

Yesterday evening my aunt's family came over for dinner. That includes my two small cousins, Chuang Sheng and Jia Yie (or as they like to call her, The Small Fish). They've discovered the wonders of the Internet in my house because their parents won't install Internet access at their own house, and they begged me to let them play games. Because that computer is usually used for my mom's office work, downloading programs is strictly off limits for that PC. So I showed them Shockwave.com and addictinggames.com. So I sit there beside Yie showing her how to play the games. (gettit now? Big Yee, small Yie, Big fish, small fish... -_-")

During this time, I'm sms-ing Alvin, and part of my message included "...my nonexistent boyfriend...". Sheng, being the pat kua that he is peeped over my shoulder, read what I was typing, and rocketed away to the kitchen to snitch to his mother and mine.

"EE!!! Ah Yee jie jie got BOYFRIEND!" (Seriously, he talks like that. Siao loud.)

"huh..what... *splutter* "

Mom: "aiya, why you never tell me quietly" o_O

Then I had to tell them that he was so smart, go and pandai pandai do selective reading, and missed out the crucial 'nonexistent'.

Later on my aunt told me his nickname in class. IBM. International Big Mouth. Heehee!

Repeat tag

2006-11-20T12:37:00.000+08:00

I'm pretty sure I've done this one before. But anyway.

4 things many don't know
I hate it when there's an actual reason for me to cry
I hate to owe people money
That bruise below my knee was self inflicted. Not on purpose though.
I didn't know people could die until I was 10.

4 movies I could watch over and over again
love actually
centerstage
she's all that
sepet

4 places I've lived
the ampang house
the OUG house
Grandma's place
the TTDI house

4 TV shows I love
Simpsons
House
ANTM
Sweet 16

4 places I've been on vacation
singapore
langkawi
hong kong
genting

4 of my favourite foods
Jusco chicken
sushi
chocolate covered strawberries
sotong

4 places I would rather be
One U shopping
London
The Beach
Subang

4 favourite songs
It's a party - tamia
The pieces dont fit - J. Morrison
Put Your Records On - CBR
Wang Bu Liao - David Tao

4 others I wanna tag
Vin
Lydia
Anaz
Patrick

Lesson learnt.

2006-11-19T16:29:00.000+08:00

Reagan can try his luck at becoming a psychologist. He's damn good. We had a super long conversation about many things, both deep and shallow matters of the mind and heart, and equally random topics.

In fact, that's probably the reason why ReaganBoy is my best male friend. He was the first one I told when I got a crush, and he's always the optimist where I can only be a pessimist. Oh yeah, and he's damn nice about driving me back. I only found out how far away we lived when a group of us went to his house last week. I will never ask him for a ride home anymore. And one of Reagan's main duties in college is to reassure me about..everything and anything. :D

Anyway, talking to Reagan is one of the most productive things one can do at night. Because sometimes the stuff he asks makes me think and analyze. While talking to him I realized a LOT of things.

Like, how the year has completely flown by. It's almost Christmas and it seems like just a few months ago when we were lining up for photos for our student IDs and taking that english comprehensive test. We recalled on first impressions on the people in college, the people we hung out with, how our group eventually collected together, and the new people in college. I felt damn old when I was thinking about all this, and the fact that I will turn 19 in about 5 months seems so very very unreal. It's the last year I will be a teen!

And then I remembered my 18th birthday celebration. Fond memories of running in the rain, laughing like mad, singing CBR over and over again in the car which everybody else tolerated because of my birthday immunity, and a really enjoyable play with people whose company I enjoy! In fact the only way it could have better is if I had my other friends there to go insane with. In fact, I think that should happen next year! I want everybody whom I love to celebrate my most fantastic day of the year with me!

And we go on for a bit about my issues and why I just don't see anything other than flaws. And how I've really grown in terms of confidence since I've started college.

And then he asks me about Him. And later on he asks me

hey what kind of bf wud u prefer to have ?
apart from someone who can reassure u that ur a girl

one that makes me feel like a girl
oh.
err.
uuuuummmm..
leemmmmee thiiiink
one that will manja me
and is protective
and i can be like. soft. around him. um.. do you get that? as in.. i duno la, sometimes i'm kinda tired of having to stand up for myself, and it would be nice to have somebody to stand up for me instead so i dont have to be all tough or shit.

got it 100%

and then soon after that he died already cause he didn't reply my messages! eesh.

The Holiday Post

2006-11-18T22:21:00.000+08:00

The Hols have started. My resolution?

GET INTO SHAPE

And I don't mean bionic woman shape la. I mean like nice bottle shape. So first, must have photographic evidence, like those Marie France. Except I won't take actual B-W-H measurements. Well, not post them anyway. Seeing that fat/phat *coughcough* ass is already too much.

Omg, would you look at that tummy. And those arms!

I swear, I'm going to kidnap Mom's zapper thingy. And start using those dumbbells to tone the biceps.

And the legs. Right. Gotta gotta gottaaaaa work on those thighs. NO MORE CHU PA!!!

Omg, I seriously want to die at the sight of that stomach.

By the start of the new semester I resolve to be able to wear proper low rise jeans and not feel bad.

Hugh has attitude

2006-11-16T19:31:00.000+08:00

In a very not nice manner!!

I just installed AVG yesterday because Norton has expired in July, but when I go online today, everything about messenger is giving me shit ass attitude. MSN messenger, and MSN live is refusing me access because there's some problem with the internet connection. But I've been able to sign in to windows messenger! What the hell does a firewall have to do with this!? I didn't mess with any settings except to install AVG, which I've already removed. So wtf!?

Gah, this is making super no mood to study! What if I never log on to MSN messenger again? I hate windows messenger! I need my MSN!!!

What is it with me and pigs

2006-11-14T23:49:00.000+08:00

ACK

IMMW was.. was.. painful. At least I don't feel too bad for not mugging terms because the terms that I just happened to look at happened to come out :D There was a term that was listed as 'SFX'. I had no freaking clue of an idea, but obviously it kept bugging my mind.

So I thought "SFX SFX SFX sounds so familiar wan.. I know I've said it before.. where where whe-... oh wait.. Saint Francis Xavier *grins*. Cheh."

I wrote pages for my essay. It was BRILLIANT. Brilliant as in I could actually write about it la. I'm not THAT egoistic. So I felt quite happy until the invigilator announced "you have 10 minutes left". SHIT. I skipped the second part of the exam where I had to come up with a headline and a tagline for this visual of the energizer bunny playing the drum, and explain my rationale for it. I freaked okay.. Creative copywriting is not my forte. In fact, my hush hush hurried answer that I came up with is so stupid and..lame.. that.. it's an embarassment to lameness itself. I post it here because..because.. I am finally at peace with my lameness, I figure that it would make for a nice mid exam break, and also because I know you all won't make fun of me yes? OMG when did I fall and hit my head.

"Pigs will fly when the bunny stops playing"

I KNOW!

*snort*

and I'm sure Linda will have something to say about *that*.

Cough me dead

2006-11-13T19:59:00.000+08:00

Omg I was in the middle of another coughing fit, when I tried to get rid of the chunk of phlegm in my throat and was retching away

and then this sharp pain burst at the back of the throat

and I coughed up blood

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Naw, I'm just messing with you. But if it's any consolation my voice has deteriorated. Like seriously bad deteriorated. I was talking fine (or at least as fine as possible) when Reagan dropped me off at 5 p.m. Grandma called at 630 and thought I was the maid. Parents came home at 8 p.m.

Mom: Has it been raining all day?
Me: Ye-
Mom: EEYER, what happened to your voice!?!

I didn't even finish my word okay.

Stupid throat. I don't sound like a man anymore. I sound like a teenage boy going through stages of puberty.

And the lungs are probably protesting against all the pollutants I put them through each day. I'm developing the worst case of respiratory problems in the family with my wheezing. OMG what if I die in my sleep.

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I want lilies in shades of pink and purple and white at my funeral. Linda and Chand can have all my jackets. Lydia can have my curdoroy pants. My photo album goes to Anya and KarBear who will fill it up with their happy memories. And someone please remember to return Patrick's yearbook for me.

HEEE! IMMW in 15 and 1/2 hours.

The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore

2006-11-13T18:28:00.000+08:00

I've been twisting and turning,
In a space that's too small.
I've been drawing the line
and watching it fall,
You've been closing me in,
closing the space in my heart.
Watching us fading
and watching it all fall apart.

Well I can't explain why it's not enough,
Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now,
oh just leave me now
Its the better thing to do.

Its time to surrender,
Its been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.

You pulled me under,
I had to give in.
Such a beautiful myth,
Thats breaking my skin.
Well I'll hide all the bruises,
I'll hide all the damage thats done.
But I show how I'm feeling
until all the feeling has gone.

Well I can't explain why it's not enough,
Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now,
oh just leave me now
Its the better thing to do.

Its time to surrender,
Its been to long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.

Its the better thing to do,
Its time to surrender,
Its been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.

Ooh don't missunderstand,
How I feel.
Cause I've tried, yes I've tried.
But still I don't know why, no I dont know why.
I dont know why......

Well I can't explain why it's not enough,
Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now,
oh just leave me now
Its the better thing to do.

Its time to surrender,
Its been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.

The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore - James Morrison

Refer to previous post here and maybe you'll see the connection. This song has been playing on a loop on the phone, even lately at night because I now listen to music to put me to sleep. I was hoping some slow emo song would put me in the right frame of mind to sleep since I've had the oddest case of insomnia lately, not helped by the coughing fits that wake me up at night.

But all this song does is make me remember emo memories and unsolved stuff. Like

jigsaws
soft toys
blue ribbon
presents
valentines
emo talk with various emo people

The sad part is that when I'm lying under the blanket, I'm all too comfortable to move. So being the lazy bum, I'm willingly paralysed, listening to this. And because the body lazily refuses to move, the mind goes crazy hyper from pent up energy and goes on a runaway train.
Some two months after that post, I find that my outlook has changed slightly. I don't know if he's changed, and he's evolved so that he's really not right anymore. Or it could be my fickleness at work again, and my view of him has matured. Or it could be that nothing has changed and whatever there was has just gotten sick of nothing happening, and evolved into something more stable and comforting, less negativity, but no change in complication level.

I think it was Goffman who said something along the lines of how our world is ever changing, and we experience ourselves and society in ever changing frames. So perhaps its about time I changed my frames. Because I gave up a long long long time ago. Without my realising it.

Right now at this point, the puzzle is obviously not complete. There's so many little missing pieces, but friends and drama already bring so much colour and texture to my whole masterpiece that it's distracting enough that I don't look too closely and feel the missing pieces all too much.

Return of the Boyband

2006-11-10T16:14:00.000+08:00

MTV is trying to scare the shit out of my generation.

It's a new reality TV show. They've recruited 5 ex-boyband bits and mashed them together and call it Return of the Boyband.

There's one from S Club 7.

The black dude. That's the only way I'd ever remember him. Because they totally went over my attention quota with 7 people. I still don't know his name.

There's Lee from steps.

HAH! I actually remember steps. They had.. some song with numbers as the title. He has a vocal coach, teh sissy.

There's this ugly dude from New Kids On the Block (or is it From the block?)

Omg, wth! NKOTB?? That's a whole different generation okay?? That's like... my SISTER's generation!! They're old school okay. But not old enough to be cool school. This is just. Omg. I don't even know anything about NKOTB except Mark Wahlberg was a part of it and rapped with a cap on backwards, bling bling, and his whities showing. This dude who's on the show looks like a bleeding monkey la, can. Annoying mug.

I can't remember one more fella.

There's Jimmy. From 911. o_O

NOOooOooOOOOooOo!!!

OMG Jimmy why why why why. You were my second favourite in 911, next to Lee. You were my first ultimate boyband. YOUR ALBUM WAS THE FIRST ALBUM I EVER BOUGHT. ORIGINAL SOME MORE! You broke my heart when you broke up before I ever got to see you perform live. You break my heart again today. Damn you. I hope they whoop your ass. But I hope they leave your face alone cause you still have that cute sleepy look. HEE.

This show is gonna bomb like Hiroshima times ten.

the epileptic one

2006-11-06T16:43:00.000+08:00

That girl with the blue eyeshadow in the Incubus video 'Are you in' is the actress in the House MD episode about the epileptic supermodel, who consequently also models for Roxy.

I told you I'm good with faces.

*edit*

Just to prove to you I AM THAT GOOD with faces, I have my resources to back me up.

A check at the url below will prove to you that tv.com names Alexandra Simms a.k.a the supermodel with male pseudohermaphroditisme is played by the actress Cameron Richardson.
http://www.tv.com/cameron-richardson/person/7449/summary.html

A click here will bring you to her imdb page, and if you scroll down to the message board discussion, you will see two messages titled 'Roxy Ad' and 'Incubus Video'
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0724460/

I rest my case.

Where My Dogs At

2006-11-05T00:27:00.000+08:00

Much long love to my favourite new MTV cartoon, Where My Dogs At?

I love it! It has celebs, jokes poking bad fun at celebs, and er.. nothing else. Well, two dogs la, but what heck.

Angelina Jolie has amazing resemblance to real life character. Maddox is some wild little clog wearing-hawk hairing-rich brat who climbs around like a jungle kid and calls his mom "Big Lip Lady". Brad Pitt glows like some demi god. Z-baby keeps trying to escape the evil clutches of her adoptive parents.

Paris Hilton asks a SPCA warden to the movie awards. Lindsay Lohan crashes into a shop while driving. Mischa Barton is.. wearing an engagement ring around her waist. Nicole Richie is doing lunch with an IV presumably at The Ivy. (GETTIT??)

Eminem, Snoop Dogg, and all other sorts.

Man, I really gotta stay up on Saturday nights more.

Cuti-cuti Malaysia

2006-11-01T20:31:00.000+08:00

I was suddenly seized to start checking out plans for a Langkawi holiday which I had brought up some time ago to KarBear and Anya. They probably didn't think I was that serious, but I happened to come across this ad by a subsidiary company of AirAsia promoting 3D/2N packages to various locations in Asia. A bit pricey for student budgets, so I went scouring online.

There are a lot of options, considering Langkawi is a pretty small island. First off, there is the question of whether the accomodation should be in the city of Kuah, or Tanjung Rhu, which is reknown for its white sandy beaches.

Since we're in Langkawi, it makes sense to take advantage of the perks and do some duty-free shopping. Of course, not being familiar with Langkawi's geography of retail therapy, I'm assuming most of the worthy duty-free shopping can only be done in the city. And by worthy duty-free shopping, I mean booze. and er.. I dunno. Clothes maybe??

But then staying in city accomodations mean no beach! At least from what I can see in the hotel websites. There aren't many hotels in Kuah that offer water sports facilities, meaning they probably don't have beach access.

And I really really really want a proper one-colour tan so bad.

I dream of lounging on a beach chair on a not-too-sunny day, with hardly a cloud in the sky. I'm soaking up the rays, on my way to a proper roasted tan. I can practically feel myself going brown. I'm wearing my buggy white sunnies, maybe a large straw floppy hat, a tankini, and my rip off crocs are lying on the beach next to me, being haphazardly kicked off. The phone is on silent mode, suxi has more than enough scenery photos, and Zen is rocking my latest emo playlist. My freshly painted toes dig deep into the beach's powdery white sand, feeling the grain against my soles. I breathe in the salty wind and, thinking of tonight's seafood dinner, take a long cold sip at my dripping wet Strawberry margarita.

Yeah man. Get me started on the booze. And it's not even noon yet.

Prom 2

2006-10-30T22:34:00.000+08:00

WALA WEIIII I AM SO PISSED OFF LA OKAY, I JUST SPENT 3 HOURS WRITING PROM 2 POST AND THERE WAS SOME EXPLORER ERROR AND IT ALL DISAPPEARED! MachauHaiLatChauCheeByePukimaPunaniWTFBBQ!!!!

anyway.

Daddy was coming home on his lunch break to fetch me to ParkRoyal, so I had the late morning to pack my necessities and stuff for prom. Unfortunately, I wasted half an hour talking to Lance about the promotion thing. Honestly, this is seriously the last time I do direct selling for such a product. BLLARRGHH!

So it was rush rush rush after hanging up, and to my absolute horror. I found that Ros washed my dress. And it was drying in the driveway. It was dripping wet. I freaked and Ros had to iron it while it was wet and put it under the fan at full blast. By the time I packed it away in a bag, it was still very slightly damp, but I was hoping it would dry by the evening.

Daddy came back, had his maggi lunch, and off we went to ParkRoyal. On the way there, I passed the JWMarriot hotel and THE LOUIS VUITTON boutique! It never loses that gorgeous glow no matter how many times I've seen it. I told Linda about it later, and it is our dream to GO INSIDE THERE ONE DAY. AND PURCHASE SOMETHING.

I was quite a sight to behold as I stepped into the hotel lobby. The bellboy was looking at me quite hopefully, maybe he was hoping for some heavy tipping because I was was holding an LV lookalike paper bag and wearing sunnies on my head. Maybe I looked quite posh :D *coughcoughchokedie* I saw a group of H&T people lounging around the chairs and sofas, but since I hardly know them I didn't want to ask them where the ballroom was. I was debating whether or not to call Linda yet, because THOSE SMART PEOPLE DIDN'T CALL ME WHEN THEY LEFT/ARRIVED but as soon as I took out my phone, the elevator doors opened and taddaaa, Linda, Tun, and Thomas see me. I also see JunRen, so I ask him if he's seen Terrence. Mana tau not yet arrive.

Terrence hadn't arrived yet, so we nipped out for McDs at Sg Wang. I made Linda jaywalk with me because I couldn't/didn'twant to take the overhead bridge. Crossing that road is nuts, but I'd take it over using that crooked bridge anyday.

When Terrence finally arrives much later than all of us, he sets Linda and I to the most spastic task. Putting stickers on chairs and tables for the lucky draw. Which he didn't even use. Ah well. Then had to rush and bug him for a room for the makeover people, but as it turns out the room is teensyteenytiny. So they shift downstairs to the lobby.

The make up people ploughed on the foundation. I noticed brands like Shu Uemura, L'Oreal, and Makeup 21, so slightly rest assured that I wouldn't get cheapo stuff breakout after. I wasn't crazy about the way the lady did my eye makeup though. All over the lid and basically one colour. *yawn* How unoriginal. I can do better. *sneer*

I was rather horrified to find that I had a mild resemblance to a drag queen when we went to the washroom to change, so I frantically rubbed some off. But the best makeover award probably goes to Linda's hair which was quite the sight to behold :D BUT SHE LOOKED VERY NICE ALSO LAR!

Check out Linda's attack on Tun

Tun and Ash give us some man love ;D

The prom itself was only so-so, in my opinion. Not too bad, but not fantastically fun, since it was mainly TCHT event for them. All in all, I had a better time than I expected, considering I wasn't exactly keen on going in the first place. The TCHT lecturer's performance was undoubtedly the highlight of the evening's whole agenda. Who knew that under all those coats and formal demeanor, there were crossdressers and women who could really shake it to PCD's Buttons?

There was free booze, limited to one little ticket-y paper per person. I knocked over Roger's glass but, other than that no harm done. Meaning no drunkness, throwing up or stupidity. After the free beer was finished, some of the council members got some vodka and malts. Interesting taste, but a bit too sweet for my preference. Jenhan got a little something extra for his efforts too :D

The emcees and Mr. JD

Linda's going to KILL me for posting this. But so CUTE lar!

Anyhoo, we initially had plans to go drinking/chilling after the prom, but since Daddy had to fetch me, Lydia, and Chandni back home, I decided to go back earlier so Daddy could sleep. I'm such a filial daughter :DDD

The sleepover at my house is a whole other story altogether. One that probably shouldn't be told at all. HEE!

Prom part 1

2006-10-29T21:29:00.000+08:00

Honestly! Everybody's suddenly super enthusiasthic and has blogged about Prom. I shan't bother with nitty gritty details then. Prepare for shizz-naz load of Photos.

After getting make up done by those makeover people, Linda and I changed into our dresses. I was damn hesitant because. Damn er la. I'm not a hardcore tube-top wearer, and my dress was slightly cold wet because my maid happened to wash it on THAT DAY ITSELFWTF!

The Girls. + Beh. Girls laa..

The guys. Thomas, Tun, Ashleigh, Beh

Chand and I ham it up for Suxi. Shizz, check out my jawline :D

Linda and I. Thank God we didn't pay a cent for the 'makeover'.

But heee, they prodded me out, and soon, the prom is in full swing.

Me, Roger, Jay at the table.

And we attack the free booze. Carlsberg made my tongue go all tingly at first, but I got used to it after a while. I was all "yay, collect the free booze for me!" The whole table went NOOOO!wtf. -_-"

OKAY I SWEAR. This time I was so not drunk/tipsy/throwing up.

It was dark. I was clumsy. I knocked over the glass of booze onto Roger's lap. Onto his pants.

I'M SO SORRY ROGER!!

Roger and Me - Carlsberg. We no like-y very much. But heck, it's free.

Jay and I. Um, still drinking beer.

LydiaRedHot, AlvinWhoCanShuffle, MeFatArms.

KAF, stop lecturing me. I know you are!

Some booze will naturally make me um. more outspoken. More fun la okay! Crazy thoughts were running through my head, LittleDrunkDevils were egging me to do StupidCrazySureDie things, but *cough* didn't act on them. :D So proud wei. Self control.

Group Shot! Tun, Lydia, Chand, Me, Jay, Thomas.

I am damn lanci, can.

KarBear and Anya nagging. Prom 2 coming up.

Building Blocks

2006-10-26T21:43:00.000+08:00

I love LEGO

Absolutely random statement. But the thought suddenly popped into my head.

I loved lego as a kid!

I had a large red box of lego that had six compartments and a handle so you could carry it around like a briefcase. The compartments were converted into a doll house for my little lego penghuni. There were sofas, chairs, and tables for the little big headed-no arms-no legs lego boy. He was particularly weird because he was adopted by the toddlers' version of lego, and his 'hole' was bigger than the normal lego.

The sliding cover for the red box was actually the land you built lego structures on; it was a bright canary yellow that eventually got a slight shade of dirty blonde. I always always always built a house with a garden and fences and the little blue pool. Because it was very tedious to take apart the walls piece by piece, I built the walls one stack a piece. Meaning my wall bits weren't joined together, making me a horrible architect and rather violent little girl because I enjoyed ripping the walls out.

Whenever I visited my Grandma's house, I'd hunt down the old scrappy cardboard box filled with stray pieces of vintage lego. It was probably my cousin's old collection of army lego, because there were a couple of medieval soldiers with spears and 'chain mail', some castle window pieces, and my absolute favourite: HORSES

I love love love lego horses. I think they are THE BOMB. They're so stiff and cute and the colours were so preeeettyyy. There was a white one, and a black one with a white diamond, and I think a few others. I found a few wagon wheels, and through some ingenious fiddling here and there, I built a WAGON! Then I attached the horses to it and I made them pull it around!! BWAAAAHAHAHAH!

Then for we got this little mini lego set. It was a stable set; with a horse, and a jeep with a horse transporting thing, and a stable. It was so CUUUUTE. I stole a horse from the cardboard box so it could teman the new horse.It had a red saddle and looked damn regal!

And there was that beach set which had a shark and a lifeguard's chair. The lego board was multi coloured so it looked like the sea which got deeper in colour as it went out more in the ocean. The shark was cool, it could open and shut its mouth like JAWS.

Then there was the restaurant set. This one wasn't a proper Lego Mattel set, I think, but it was very useful because I poached pieces from this one to add on to other sets.

And then there was this other set, which was a house. The thing I loved most about this set was that it had a pool. Or this pit that was supposed to be a pool. You could build over it, so the lego people could swim underneath a part of the house. It had a driveway with a streetlight, and the mailbox, and lots of flowers.

I think all this Lego fascination instilled that tiny bit of ambition to study landscaping and architecture. Too bad I wasn't willing to spend so much time getting that degree.

TVB updates for KarBear

2006-10-23T22:35:00.000+08:00

Dear Kareen

this is for you while you're in Aussie and won't be able to catch up ;D

The crazy woman with the baby came into the hospital again. Terlalu stress la, she shook her baby until the baby died of hemmorage. That Dr. Paul specky fella that you like so much couldn't save the baby, so he was very emo as usual, and the episode ended with him standing on the edge of the hospital building trying to muster the guts to commit suicide.

That Ashton Kutcher wannabe and his Anson doctor got engaged. Some long sentimental episode about this old lady and her alzheimer infected husband prodded him to propose. He proposed very unromantic-ly, by the way.

Moses Chan broke up with his slutty girlfriend because she got into some magazine report with her and this old rich dude holiday-ing away. So they fought and all, and broke up. Then that old rich dude landed himself in the hospital doing some 'strenuos activity' coughcough and got la some tension between those people. Not worth much mention really. She's really muka menyampah though.

BUT THEN RIGHT!

Moses Chan's mom kena heart attack while waiting for him to come home to eat. The poor grandkid quite traumatised I think. Wala, he kena scolded by the doctors because he didn't know any of his mother's medical history. Bet he feels damn guilty!

Okay okay, then the cake show!

He finally went to see off his kid, very touching moment yadda yadda yadda. Nothing particularly interesting happened to him this time. The gangstery fella came back to work because he wants to look for some golden loot in the cake shop. The short-haired friend who works as a waitress, CoCo, HAHAHA she got an admirer. She had to resort to desperate measures such as grabbing the gangster fella and claiming he was her boyfriend to deter the admirer. Long story short, admirer turns out slightly loose in the head, Gangster fella gets bonked on the head, she brings him to the hospital and buys him supper. Yeah yeah, there's somethin sumthin there..

The auntie who works in the laundry shop meets the old mole lady, and she's trying to prevent oldmolelady from ever meeting up with the bald man. Old mole lady has lost memory since before the age of 28, so she totally doesn't recognize anybody.

SHNORE
fastercomebackwithgoodies

Connected and yet Disconnected

2006-10-23T22:24:00.000+08:00

I've been online practically the whole day, but no chatting whatsoever! My online kaki KarBear is gallavanting around in Aussie shopping malls; Anaz has exams; chalat wei..

I've gone nutters trying to look for the list of names of people who signed up for the makeover promotion. I have no idea where I've misplaced it. URK! Thank goodness I've saved most of the emails. Agh.. gonna die gonna die gonna die so bad.

Kareeeeennn!!! faster faster come back missyou!
Anyaaaaa!!! faster ace your exams! by the time you finish your papers, it's HOLIDAYS for us!

Hugh goes clickety-clack

2006-10-23T10:52:00.000+08:00

I REALLY need to cut my nails.

Jafaar tagged..Bugger, why does he get to go to Cherating, while I get stuck in PD.

3 Hobbies
-Reading Asian lit
-Sleeping with Hugh singing to me
-Talking to my peeps while secretly checking out hotties

3 Things on my to-do list
-Cut my nails
-Put yoghurt in hair
-Finalise Friday's plans

3 Unique traits
-If I hit you, it's only because I'm really close to you and that's how I'm affectionate :D
-You DIE if you insult my friends and I hear about it
-I apparently have a very weird laugh...

3 Favourite drinks
-Watermelon juice
-Ribena
-Shtrawbelly margarita HEEEEE!:D

3 Passions
-Friends
-Photography
-School

3 Awesome movies
-Sepet
-LOTR trilogy
-Love Actually

3 Good Bands
-Letters to Cleo
-Teriyaki Boys
-ARASHI!!!!!!!!!!

3 Things I am anal about
-My personal space. DON'T COME SO CLOSE LA IF I DON'T LIKE YOU
-Grammar
-Being ordered around. It pisses me off to no end.

3 Random men
-Superman
-Kit
-Shahid.. mahai...fail my assignment all..

3 Bad habits
-LOUDNESS
-my roving eye coupled with my inability to focus
-uh..lame jokes!

3 Painful experiences
-letting go
-failing Grade 8. TWICE
-Form 4

3 Treasured memories
-end semester dinner
-Installation
-18th Birthday

3 Goals before 30
-Snag my man
-DRIVE
-Get a fantabulous job

3 Biggest Fears
-Heights
-Being alone
-FAT

3 Favourite desserts
-Baskin Robbin's Vanilla Macademia
-Brownies
-Cuppacakes

3 People I tag
-Linda the Chick
-Don'tMessLydia
-PatTheRocker/NerdKing

Pyramid Quest

2006-10-18T22:42:00.000+08:00

The girls went on a mission on Wednesday. To hunt down Shoes for linda, Necklace for me, and a Scarf for Chand.

Twas an enjoyable time; Linda's Ish met up with us for a bit, we ate Thai food from the Thai fair, we tried on clothes on bargains, and went to at least 5 shops/stalls/kiosks looking for my choker. Because I couldn't make up my mind.

Anyway. As we were sitting on the benches eating fried sotong and Thai otak-otak, while Linda was going Gaga over 4 inch heels in Vincci, Chand popped the most random question to me.

I was all blinky and stunned for a moment before answering her. When I did, we resumed consuming fried calories and fats, but for a while it got me bothered. Because it felt like I was lying. Because I couldn't give the RIGHT answer. After all this time, you'd think I'd be able to say, "yeah, totally, 100%". But no. Instead I PAUSED. WHY THE HELL DID I PAUSE! I'm not supposed to pause with hesitation. I shouldn't have to think it over! It should be an automated respose by now.

A similar situation popped up in the Boycott place. It was just the boys comprising Kit, Reagan and Thomas, and me. Kit comes up with the game, and it just sort of crops up. My mood goes sour for a moment, I don't know why. Reagan and I exchange looks. He knows what I'm thinking, and thank god they change the topic. Sometimes guys not being especially intuitive is a good thing.

For crying out loud. This is crazy.