To my Sayangs who love to buy me stuff

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

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

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?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.