cheers to the year two oh oh seven!

so many things has happened to me for the past year. many joyful ones. and some eye-teary ones as well. but this is so not the time to recall all these things and regret for things that i should have done.

in this great coming year, i look forward and wish for more wonderful and wacky things to happen to me and to all of my close ones.. yeah, and that means you!

merry christmas malaysia,
merry christmas beijing,
merry christmas southampton,
merry christmas italy,
merry christmas brisbane,
and merry christmas to yOU too, in virgin islands and michigan!

we all have a reason to be merry! thanks so much dearies for the pressies and the big bearie hugz! now, lets drink til the last drop and end year 2006 with a great bang!

lots of love..

ChristmasIsComing!

boat4four.

from beijing with love.

overwhelm with eastern promise.

exactly wat comes to your mind if you see me holding a book like tis? u dun have to lie now. naturally, the first thing u'd ask me is, "chris, are you reading a porn?" i wouldnt blame you, as i've gotten such remarks so many times while i was reading it. even my younger sister gave me a sheepish smile look when she spot me reading the book. and i wont forget to mention about the amount of stare i get in lrt. men and women gave me a judgemental look while thinking whether i was out of my mind holding up a porn like that in the broad daylight. well, i'm reading such an interesting cultural book mind you! now stop being envious of me for having the ability to choose such a great read! wahahha.. *evil laughs*

let me share with you the synopsis of 'sputnik sweetheart' by haruki murakami here:
twenty-two year old sumire is in love with a woman seventeen years her senior. but whereas miu is glamorous and successful, sumire is an aspiring writer who dresses in an oversized second-hand coat and heavy boots like a character in a kerouac novel.

surprised that she might, after all, be a lesbian, sumire spends hours on the phone talking to her best friend k about the big questions in life: what is sexual desire and should she ever tell miu how she feels about her.

frustrated in his own love for sumire, k consoles himself by having an affair with the mother of one of his pupils. then a desperate miu calls from a small greek island and asks for his help, and he discovers that something very strange has happened to sumire.

i have long heard of murakami's books from karen. and i was delighted when borders was having a promotion on titles by the eastern authors. which means, more books, books, and books to add to my collections!! have you read any by wei hui? the author of 'shanghai baby' and 'marrying buddha'? those are very interesting reads as well. 'shanghai baby' was reportedly banned and burned in china due to its controversial portrayal of wei hui's generation of urban women, born in the 1970s, as they search for moral grounding in a country of shifting values. interesting, doncha think? read that, and then follow up by 'marrying buddha'. i guarantee you, these books are a real eye opener. i am used to reading a lot of chick lits and autobiography, eastern titles are now adding to my list of interests as well.

i am sharing more books by the eastern promise:vintage book collection that has been released recently here. do check 'em out. i have bought norwegian wood by haruki murakami, autobiography of a geisha by sayo masuda, the sailor who fell from grace with the sea by yukio mishima, and waiting by ha jin.


*surrounded by books* now will you excuse me, i still have more than 20 new titles stack up on my book shelves waiting for me.. i have lost count.

loosen up my buttons.

i'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)
but you keep frontin' (uh)
sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)
but i ain't seen nothin' (uh)

tis one is for LB *muaccks!*

i think i lost count of how many i have, but believe me, this red knapsack i used to carry is full of 'em!!! got square ones, round ones, hugE ones.. some are gifts, some i bought myself over the years.. i still think they're real cooolz!!!

everyone, show us ur buttons!!

wackos hall of fame.

i need autographs!

RED alert!

okAy.. i admit, this may not be the most original and fresh entry as LB has started this tag with this COLOR. buuuuut, i wanna do RED!! *pout first to add hor leen factor*

so here it is! the new-style tagging originated from L B; tagged by littlemissmay centuries ago, on six mindless but colour-coordinated pictures..


1. one of my favorite threadless T, 'in case of emergency, break dance'
2. mr.p (the mini) hiding in my room, i have another bigger one lying on top of my office's monitor
3. a bouquet with love
4. my first crumpler, 'the western lawn' bought in singapore
5. the voodoo doll and his partner-in-crime, veggie monster
6. my mainichi organiser from kinokuniya

wednesday blues.

I MISS HOME.
my comfy bed. my fluffy pillows. my dusty toys. my novels. my magazines. my crowded desk. my art. my CDs. my photo albums. my heart. my soul. my everything.

i always always have this weird longing of hiding in my room everytime i’m home every fortnight. its not dat i have a very beautiful room to boast about or watever. but i love my space. and i can lock myself in forever.

it feels good to be alone (tho i’d get out of my hiding hole occasionally n kacau my parents, siblings and the fishes), and have the time to sort out my plans, read for the longest time on my bed, watch endless dvds on my faithful laptop, and blast the same music tune over n over again without anybody poking out of annoyance from behind.

damn.. its been so long since i last had the chance to blog in da office. now, hush.. i aint supposed to be seEN doin tis!

hmm.. *scanning around the room* its actually not hard pretending to be concentrating intensely at work huh? my brilliant tips for all: 1. try to stick ur face as close as possible to the monitor 2. perfect the look with a huge dose of face expression; like for example, narrowing ur eyebrows a lil’ bit or biting ur lips in frustration every so often. and, if you think all these doesnt still complete workin-ur-arse-off look, make sure you 3. slam your poor helpless mouse hard on ur desk a few times until sumone is staring at you disapprovingly. *4. repeat steps 1-3

*step 4 is strictly for attention-craving individuals only.

nahh.. i’m juz kidding. i’m sure all of you dun need such pathetic tips like these.. you are all a real pro at it!

GOSH.. i’m goin bonkers. I NEED A TIME-OUT!

a blue sky holiday.. day.three =)

a blue sky holiday.. day.two =)

a blue sky holiday.. day.one =)

peace out!

i'm running away for a while.. hehe! =P muaaacks..

mini me.

okays.. first of all, i was forced to put up these scariee pictures of me. i'm sorrie if halloween isn't here yet. but i was forced to look at tk's and juls' baby photos last week and i was threatened repeatedly to show mine as well =P ahhahha i scanned these while i was back home yesterday. so lets start from when i was 1 year-old.. all these were taken back in 1984!! just skip if it gets too obscene..

speaking of the devil.

I read this in Cleo today (sept issue). And this is what they have to say about Ms Virgo this month. Of course, I always have my say. So, ready or not, here goes:

Cleo says:
You are --> You and your sense of style are cool, calm and collected. As you treat your body like a temple, you usually look drop-dead gorgeous. Your strong ethics and organizational skills bring success and acclaim, and as a friend you’re giving and soothing.

ChristinE says:
Reaaaally.. I couldn’t stop laughing at first! I think my style is safe, simple and comfortable. And of course I treat my body like a temple. Just blardy look at my size! I will never starve myself. I love indulging in good food. And look what i've gotten myself into!! haha I bumped into someone I have not met in 4 years yesterday; and he commented that I have gotten very fat over the years! Gee, I couldn’t have felt better. (sob!!!) Well, at least I have not gotten so fat till I am not recognizable. Gosh, people can be so harsh nowadays.. wahahaha!!! Oh, I am organized alright. And I am learning to be a more giving person. I know I am not.


Cleo says:
You are wonderful because --> You love to help out, have a practical approach and intuitively avoid dramas. Being the virgin maiden, simple pleasures make you happy but they still have to be the best. You’re easy-going but when things are important, you will vice your opinions.

ChristinE says:
I would love to help out without getting into trouble. But how is that possible? Haha! I absolutely hate dramas though. I am a simple person, I love simple pleasures; nothing to do with being the virgin maiden *roll eyes* Yes, I can live with anything, or at least, I will try. I only voice out when I absolutely have to.


Cleo says:
You’re impossible because --> As everything has to be super-clean and fresh, you can be a fussy eater and will complain if there’s the slightest thing wrong! Something out of place can have you in frenzy, criticism comes easily and you often think you’re the most perfect person there is.

ChristinE says:
I know I can never be perfect.


Cleo says:
Love match --> He needs to be a gentleman with good manners while knowing how to be a real man! A sweet smell and crisp white shirt will melt your heart faster than a grimy tee will turn it to stone. He needs to enjoy quiet times as much as partying and have his life together.

ChristinE says:
This is interesting. Baby, are you taking note? haha!!


I have always read all these horoscopes in magazines and in the papers for fun. But I never take them seriously. I believe I shape my own life.. haha! Now, don’t tell me you do believe in every single word and worship it! You will have a miserable life aitelyou..

love at first bag.

wheeEEee!!

wow!!! it’s been ancient years since i last blogged! lb has been scolding dy.. *broken promises* wor.. sob sob =( i hope you guys miss me..haha okay okay.. i dun exactly wanna know the truth now. truths are often not pretty..haha! i know i suck at writing.. *stealing glances at juls* =P

so, what exactly has happened since the i-love-singapore trip? OoOOOoo.. a lot. reaAlly. apart from recovering from a burnt hole in my wallet (i shall post what i bought in spore =P), i’ve attended two convos in two weeks straight (notice the hole is even biGGer now!). i have never bought so many flowers in my whole life. but heck, its for my very own sister, my cousin brother, and my mmu dearies. happy graduation folks!!! its time to kick asses out there in the workin' world!!

this year’s mmu convo is a blast cuz it was held at the newly built convocation hall in cyberjaya. dammit, mine was held in malacca in a rented dewan seri negeri or something. the place was waaaaay smaller and there were hardly any shades for families to sit and wait. come to think of it, i think i've stayed around longer for my friends’ convo rather than my own. i still remember how unbearably hot the weather was, i was totally soaked with sweat. i guess the same goes for everybody in robes huh? yea, you try that under the blaring hot sun with a long sleeved shirt and long black pants underneath. not forgetting i was running around with two bouquets in my arms and a digital camera, looking for my mates to take pictures! i couldnt feel my hands after! i wanna graduate in winter somewhere out of malaysia next time can? haha well, i guess my point is….. i hav such great feelings to be done and out of mmu now! muahahhaahahha *continuous evil laughs*

and then... there was this ex-xmers reunion in honor of hazim’s ‘farewell’ party. dude, you’ve had too many farewells doncha think? muahahhaha i guess i’ve surprised many by turning up with a date at tsb (telanjang street bistro) last week. yesss.. i have been dating. but i aint telling nothing here.. muahaha!! spoiler huh? noE. the truth is, i’ve been pretty disappointed by the rumors that some meanies are spreading. i mean, do you really have a problem with me dating? i don’t even care about what you think. keep your opinions to yourself. who do you think you are to say anything about my personal life anyway? just do me a favor and stop harassing us. you suck. get a life yourself and be gone! (*note to self: there really are such meanies in this wonderful world. unbelievable.)

on september 3rd, 2006, i had the most incredible 23rd birthday ever! thankyou dear, for the awesome dinner at kampachi, the soft toy, the personalized card, and the amazing bouquet!! what can i say about you? you totally got me speechless. i am very touched by all your efforts. love you heaps!

and to all my darlings out there, thankyou for your warm wishes, dinners and the big fat hugs. you know who you are.. you guys rock my world!! muaakss!! where’s my autographed kangta & vanness cd now babe??? *spotting an unidentified object flying all the way frm cheras now* muahahhahah.. cheers everyone!

many hugs and kisses.

postcards from the lion city.

sucky mucky wucky!

it could have been a great weekend if there weren’t so many things bugging me mind. i have stayed in kl this week. so i couldnt hide in my room and blast the music =(

i’ve watched like, four dvds on friday nite and saturday. i’ve read non-stop. i’ve reorganized my wardrobe. i’d done everything possible to stop myself from thinking alone. hmmm.. maybe i should have gone to my stylist and redo my haircolor. that could kill three hours! i also went shopping at 1U today. look what i bought in less than two freaking hours!


a bit toooo green huh? and i only went in to like, four different shops! i had to stop myself from walking into Zara after that. i’m afraid i might just buy everything in my size. so, its true isn’t it? i’ve completely lost my mind!

i’ve finally tried the food at the Dragon-i restaurant today. well, i have to say, the food here is slightly better than the Jade Crystal (sister restaurant) in Lot 10. you’ll know after you taste the difference in their siu long paus *winks*

---

i couldn’t help feeling weird. i couldn’t help feeling helpless. and i knoe i cant lie to myself all the time. but i really don’t know what i can do. i’ve never imagined myself to be in this kinda situation. things like this does not happen to me. but it did. and it sucks. big time!! it feels wrong you know. it aint right. but sometimes, i sort of feel like telling myself to just give it in.. to just fucked it u know? screw what people might think of me. there's no reason i'm gonna deny myself a few laughters. no one tells me what’s right or wrong. it’s my call. arghh.. someone, pleaaase get me outta this!

i wish be an ostrich. i wanna hide in the dirt can?

a series of unfortunate pictures.

this is what happenned after we heard may's brand new yummy macbook calling our names..











so, have you had enough of ju-on and nam-nak? *grins*

traumatised.

this morn i woke up and saw the last thing i wanted to see.. there are scratches on my phone!! yessss...not 1 tiny scratch u knoe..its 2 blardy long stretch sumore!!

how could that happened? the phone cover was still shiny whiny when i left it on top of the counter to charge overnight. was it the lizard? or was it mosquito that did it?

somebody get me a blue ipod socks before i go insane =((

i'm traumatised.. in serious need of hugz..

the legend of puteri kipas & her dayang with no name.

it was 5am on a monday and we were cruising (ahem, when tk's driving? no way! =P)through the highway. the roads were pretty much empty except for some occasional cars that we passed by. and we thought we were the odd ones.. hah! where in the world are these people heading to at this god forsaken hour?

so where were we heading again? kampung baru’s nasi lemak of course! we were so hungry we could have eaten a horse each okays! working til late at nitez really burns a lot of calories apparently. i think all of you guys should really try it and keep it as a habit.. haha =P but don’t point your golden finger at me la if you’re putting on weight. it was obviously your tummy that betrayed you..muahhahah

anyways, during the 15mins (record breakin’ huh?) car ride to the city, each and every one of us were doing our own thang. tk was busy stepping on the pedal harder and harder, kelv was in his usual pose and staring into space, while me and juls were both sitting back, looking at the stars dreamily. we were all extremely tired and so, to keep us from falling asleep, juls and i started to crap. and believe me, any conversation that takes place between 4-6am are all complete crap! and it doesn’t matter who said it too..

C: "you know guys, at this rate, we’d all be turning into angels by friday.. don’t you think"

J: "i wanna be an angel!"

C: "alritez..alritez..let's everybody pick a name! which saint do you wanna be T? do you like joseph or jeremiah?"

T: "i wanna be xi mm hong!"

J: "what’s a xi mm hong?"

C & T: "duh~ monkey god la!"

J: *silent*

C: "so K, do you wanna be na-zha (red shoe boy)? i wanna be tit sin kung ju (fan princess)”

no response from K, as he's still in his own world.

J: "me leh? me leh? what am i gonna be?"

C: "erm..there’s ngau mo wong (bull demon) if you want. but, ngau mo wong have to marry tit sin kung ju wor"

J: "dun wannn.. i wanna be a girl!"

C: "errr.. then arr.. dunno la.. frankly speaking, i don’t know too many names. i only know these few from watching tvb dramas. ask K to think of one for you la"

J turned to K with hopeful looks, but K still gave no response.

C: "you know what.. if you dun mind, you can be those dayang (servant to the royalties) with no name! you knoe, those kind that always stand or follow behind the main characters one? you can be my dayang!"

--

i think our conversation pretty much end there, as juls keep on protesting for the rest of the morning that she didn’t wanna be the dayang with no name.

when we reached kampung baru, it only took us around 15-20mins (another guinness record or what?) to get the food and drinks, sit down and eat while watching the last few seconds of football. and of course, the sambal is fantastic!.. as usual =)

by the time we sent kelvin home, it was closed to 5.45am. on normal days, it was actually almost time for me to get out of bed and get ready to work. thank God tk said we could come in at noon. otherwise, i would have died just dere. but you know what thing that surprised me the most was? gosh.. we actually saw quite a few people already waiting at the bus stops! and i thought i’m the unfortunate one to have to get up so early every morning!! well, don’t think i’ll ever be so reluctant to get up in the mornings anymore..

hello moto.

bought motorola v3i four days ago.. freakin' hotz!!

wasn't easy saying goodbye to my faithful old phone (also a motorola) which has been with me through thick and thin (haha.. too much!) for the past four years. hey, it has survived many many hard falls!.. accidentally la of course! i'm not some freak who always throw my phone around..come on!

i have been so excited with things that i can do with my v3i. i bought the original set, which has iTunes. buuuut...ahhhhh...aint gonna waste the space on my 512gb memory card to play mp3s. i've got my paperweight poddy =) when i first got my phone, i was so irritated by the salesperson when he loaded my entire (yes, filled up all 500gb) of junkie low-quality videos and lousy pictures. i wanted to kill him when i found out that my phone was loaded with stuffz i didn't even want..arghh!

the second best thing bout the phone is the speaker function which i can use when i make or receive a call. it's great when i'm driving! yes, yes, many other phones have this feature since ancient years ago..but hey, i find that fascinating okays! its nEW to me! my old phone doesnt have that feature =P

and hey, now i can take pics and short vids wherever i go without carrying a digital camera with me all the time! how convenient, isn't it? i can make do with a 1.23megapixel camera with 8x zoom for a daily use basis. in fact, i can now start posting pics on the many interesting stuffz i see everyday.. like the ancient ktm station that i wait at every morn..i swear, that place seems to have not left its era since the 1960s.

thankGod this one doesn't make a sound (my old phone does) when there is no reception.. woohoo~ ain't no walkie talkie no more! disappointed eh guys? *grins*

060606.

june 6th, 2006 is a special day. it marks my one-year anniversary working in this company. my first job as a professional. prouder than ever =) love the fact that i am earning and spending my own money..which totally screams freedom!! woohoo~ =P

i still remember the first day i came in, the only familiar faces i saw were teekay, kelv, may and waihing. i knew them from my internship company a year before. i was told by my mates that i should be happy and comfortable as i'll be working with people that i know. well yea, i guess that's an advantage. at least, i ain't no lone ranger in here.

jules is my bestest friend in the office. we share many joy, laughters, madness, screaming, butt kickings, crankiness, rubbing, slapping, names calling, mean tricks, fake smiles, and a teeny weeny bit of tears. you name it, we've been through it all. i love you bitch.

teekay is a great friend. (foodness, i can't believe i'm saying this.. hehe) i mean, of course i respect him nevertheless as a boss. but it's not everyday that you can find such a great and understanding person to guide you with project assignments. being a freshie for the past year was challenging yet exciting at the same time. but he has never failed to help me whenever i'm stuck with ideas or when i'm experiencing some brain dead moments. thankyou so much for having faith in me. and also, for getting me home safe at wee hours in the morning ;)

kelv is the most patient fella i've ever known. never seen him losing his temper even if the day turn out to be ridiculous. i totally respect his ability to be able to come up with brilliant designs in ultimately tight deadlines. pass on all your great skills and knowledge to me yea ;) *rub rub*

littlemissmay is the calm and sensible one among all of us. we can always count on her. i mean, she's may! she's our may!! i love you for always breaking up the fights and telling them to play nice, saving me from being bullied! hehe..looks like you're always there to calm us crazy people!.. haha woman, love you heaps!!

looking forward to more fantastic monkey moments people! *group hugz* NOE, not the will&grace kind!

eleven hours.

imagine spending that amount of time at bukit bintang on a sunday..

no biggie! i did just that =)hehe

but whyyy you may ask? am i nuts or wat? well, i promised to meet up with amee her majesty. had lunch and caught a movie with her. was kinda out of excuses to turn down her invitations already..hehe *looks upward* sorry babe! i had to work la! you knoe i love you *muaaacks!* i went for another movie later in the day with my younger sis and my cousin. so basically, i reached times square at about 10am and left at 930pm. i couldnt even feel my legs when i reached home. could have just slept there at the mall right? but then, i rather use the money to shop la =P haha

well, the fact is, my entire weekend was really good. no, lemme rephrase that. it was pretty dem good! i've never felt so relaxing for months! i've watched five movies in two days. how's dat? hehe how i wish i can do that every so often..haha! that would be super cool. but my savings will be gone faster also la..now that is sumthing i should not be encouraging myself eh.

so proud of myself for successfully refraining myself from buying any clothes tis weekend. even my aunt lifted her eyebrow. i ooooonnnly added 5 new books to my collection of favourite reads..sooooo that makes it about 10 or more books i still havent read at home...hehe! i'm outta here.

black party.

"hey woman, make sure u dress up ahh! my heels is killing me and i look absolutely ridiculous in my underground society outfit. and i dun have a watch today!"

"erm..i’m not goin for the presso today. i have a backache and cant wear heels. you guys have fun!"

"i hope you’re kidding.."

(around 30mins later, juls picked me up. she was wearing all black formal attire as promised)

"wahahahha! you shudn't have lied to me mar! made me so grumpy in the train. trust me, i was sulking all the way!"

"i knoe la when u sms-ed me that time..i just have to play a trick at you! eh, but the backache is real la"

*giving me one kind look*

so for the rest of the day, juls keep 'ooooohh-ing' and 'aaaahhh-ing'. until some point, it was kinda disturbing. and we had to serve her majesty, cuz she cant even bend like..15 degrees. well, i kinda knoe how it feels like, as it happened to me before. i once woke up with a sharp pain on my right leg. and don’t ask me how i’d end up straining my leg while i was sleeping. i didn't do anything =P and dats the saddest part..ahahha

after lots of constant staring and questioning looks from the rest of the office folks, i simply smiled and explained that we’re going for a war..hehe =P okay la, i knoe you guys are not used to seeing me all dressed up like this. hey, must gimme credits okay! i feel so darn uncomfortable! wasn’t it written all over my face?









so..don’t we look like we're goin for a guinness party? hahahah trust me, we’re most comfortable in just t-shirts and jeans.

hey..i've got to say the highlight of the day was wearing a 1945 omega classic. wahahhaha..thanks tk darlingz! *evil smile* but dem pressure la..

our oxflord dictionary.

after almost 2 weeks of leaving da office at god forsaken hours in da morn..we've kinda speaking in our own language. here are some best examples..

hairy-cock-ster
1. what you say when you see a helicopter in the morning before you've had coffee (also refer to helicopter)
eg. I saw a hairy-cock-ster flying over the airstrip.

airprane
1. a word mistake you hope people will never hear (also refer to airplane)
eg. I once flew an airprane.

pok-kup
1. a new web technology to evade pop-up blockers (also refer to alt-F4)
eg. Eh, this one do pok-kup, ar?

spasticipation
1. spastic verbal constipation (also refer to participation)
eg. We are to do this to encourage spasticipation right?

spestive
1. super festive (also refer to festive)
eg. So, the spestive banner how, ah?

tasteitwhenitcomes
1. what May likes to do (also refer to May)
eg. Ok, so it can be something like, "tasteitwhenitcomes"?

kewpon
1. a ticket that you can find on ahmoi that allows for entry to the casino.
(also refer to Genting/casino/batik/coupon)
eg. Once they sign up, we'll forward them a kewpon, right?

sang
1. the way you speak after you come back from Michigan (also refer to slang)
eg. I don't have a fucking Michigan sang!

seawood
1. what you say when you're too excited over crab (also refer to seafood/crab)
eg. At these times, we should really go for seawood!

fuck-a-doe
1. what you get when confronted with a foreign web technology (also refer to facado)
eg. Eh, can please explain to me about that fuck-a-doe design again?

bowl
1. Nik's speciality (also refer to bow)
eg. You just bowl to the japs..that's all!

foodness
1. wat you say when you've got a serious back pain (also refer to goodness)
eg. Oh foodness!


key contributers to our dictionary are:

platinum medal - ChristinE
(hurray! for pok-kup, spasticipation, sang, seawood, fuck-a-doe)

gold medal - Juls
(hurray! for airprane, foodness)

silver medal -
Samseng
(hurray! for hairy-cock-ster)
littlemissmay
(hurray! for tasteitwhenitcomes)
Jas
(hurray! for spestive)
Nik
(hurray! for bowl)

bronze medal - tobefilled by Kelgan (we're waiting!)


watch out for more additions to our Oxflord Dictionary, coming to you soon!

i am me (me).

and tis shall conclude my brainstorming sessions today.. my brain is cracking! hehe =P

I AM a cranky bitch when i'm sleepy.

I JUST NOW slapped juls on the forehead.

I SAID too much sometimes.

I WANT to go on a holiday..like NOW!

I WISH i dun swear so often.

I HATE the smelly ktm seats.

I MISS you so much, you don't knoe.

I FEAR my loved ones leaving me too early.

I HEAR shakira on my poddy.

I WONDER if you feel the same hon.

I REGRET for always not saving enough.

I AM NOT as brave as you might think i am.

I SING to nobody.

I CRY very easily.

I AM NOT ALWAYS so nice.

I MADE my first batch of cookies 4 months ago.

I WRITE when i need to vent.

I CONFUSE if you don't tell.

I NEED all of you wonderful people in my life.

I SHOULD really hit the gym.

I START each day at 6am. (totally against my will)

I FINISH this crap now and i'm goin home baybeh!

I TAG earthkid, deriku and drop it like itz hot. haha! have fun!

happie burrrthday ahmay!

big hugz to you birthday gurl!!


orgy makan session =))

stinky bitch with shiny hair.

woke up tis morn to find the tap running dry. wtf?? not on a monday! (cursing silently)

i have never brush my teeth with so minimal water. even tried to squeeze less toothpaste hoping that i would use less water. gosh i feel so dirty already. as i squat on the toilet floor and brushed my teeth grumpily, i realized that the last time i took my bath was exactly 20 hours ago. hah..perfect..i’m a stinky bitch with no water to bathe.

after pacing back and forth around the house and deciding for about 15mins, i knew i couldn’t go to work in such a state. i checked my hair again. nope, no matter how i try to fix it with my fingers, its still sticking to my head. i can juz imagine juls pointing at my shiny hair already. and tk warning me not to lean on his car seat. or kelv asking me from a far whether i washed my hair this morning =((

picked up my phone thought of messaging juls and tk saying dat i’ll work from home today. but dun think those lucky brats are up til 8am. they might juz kill me if i message them at 6:30am..haha fine, i’d set my alarm to 8am as a reminder in case i fell back to sleep. i dun want juls to be waiting to pick me up.

6.45am. desperately trying to get back to sleep for a while more. but instead found myself staring at the ceiling for more than half an hour. went back downstairs to check if the water is back. no such luck. my aunt asked me before she goes to work, whether i’m sure dat i wanna work from home. i checked my hair again. i told her yes, i’m very sure.

at about 9am, i start working. good thing i brought back work last friday. still need to key in my working hours when i get back to office tomorrow. gosh..my laptop works so much faster than the one at the office! tis is so great! haha..but only if i could sit around comfortably without scratching my head or feeling itchy all over. so not used to the fact dat i haven’t took my morning bath..arggh kept me going back and forth to check on the tap.

by 12.25pm, still no sight of a drip of water. i knew i couldn’t get back to the office for the rest of the day. i’m just gonna stay in and stink the house. sounds good eh. its lunchtime now, but how to cook maggie leh? perhaps i can use the drinking water from the fridge? can work la..hahah

alrite now..dun think i should share with you how i tried to survive for the rest of the day. i might just leave you with many disturbing thoughts.

oughta go check on my hair now =D

freaky family.

a fond tribute to caryn's most famous typewriter phone..









so you'll still be around to have yummy lunches wif us eh, caryn jie jie?

*desperately trying to sound enthusiastic*
i take dat as a biG yEs then! haha =)

*secretly wiping tears*

i love my sundays.

wow. so great to be home again =) i know i’m lucky enough to get to go back like..once every fortnight (u guys abroad, dun hate me =D) but still..its juz so hard to be away from the comfort of home. sounds lame huh. hey, it's the only place where i get to hide out. where i get to chill. where i get my space. where i get to do things i wanna do, my way. where i get to blast out my stereo system =P now dats the greatest part! anywhere else juz.. isn't the same.

i knoe dere’s a lot been goin on lately. i may not be having the best time of my life at the mo. but hey, noone aint gonna bring me down. its been such a bumpy ride for the past months. yea, i’ve been whining and complaining endlessly. you heard me. i juz need to let it out before it had a chance to eat me alive you knoe. thanks for listening me out guys! it means so much! you knoe who you are! muahh muahh! lots of hugz!!

i have always turn to music big time when i'm upset. currently i'm hooked to a band call 'weezer' and also a hongkong artiste dat goes with the name 'jat tin'. well, in english, i guess its justin =P also, movies! i mostly go for chic lit and comedies tho. needed to watch some no-brainer show. juz to get my mind off from stuffz..hehe even neglected my laptop for the past couple of weeks. juz din have the heart for it. never felt tis way before. gosh, i'm so pathetic. laptop was my life! well, besides my poddy and my faithful hairdryer of cos. sigh.

took monday off. needed to pick up my passport and to settle some of my ptptn loan. they’re threatening to sue me already. can you believe dat? and i juz got my first warning letter. how ridiculous. so what if you owe us money? wat do you do about it? throw the case around like nobody’s business? cuz dat’s wat you’ve been doin! a bunch of cowards!

arghh. i’m at home. i shud chill. aint gonna let things like dat spoiling my good mood. i’m juz gonna tidy my room. enjoy my book. organize my itunes. watch movies. channel surfing on astro. feed the fish. drive to my grandparents. ahh..haven! but why izit dat the time seems to be clocking so dem fast? it is 7pm already? that means dad is sending me back to kl in about 2 hrs. wat a bummer =(

i wanna stay here. dun feel like goin bck to kl juz yet =( bentong really is beautiful you knoe. surrounded by hills all around. great environment. it’s sorta located in the valley or sumthing. hey, i aint the geologist here okays. so i cant tell you i'm sure =P we’ve got waterfalls and hot springs. and the best home-made ice-cream around! i dunno how to describe tis place to you. i was trying to dig up some photos. but all i’ve got was some posters i used to do for my assignments back then.

hell yeah, i remember it was a pretty fun journey shooting tos photographs. me and my then partner, JJ, we were acting like we were detectives, following the lorries transporting the vegetables back to the farm. but somehow we ended up trailing behind the truck for almost 30mins! then we realized we were basically out of town already! but when we got dere, we were awed! the farm was huGe and the location was almost perfect! our pictures turn out to be great. so it was really sumthing! and we had lotsa fun! we went exploring many parts of the town. some i have not even set foot before! and we even get to see how beancurd was made. it was so interesting!

so here are the photos! tell me bentong is beautiful =)

why me.

do i look weak to you?

i'm really tired. why are you making it so tough? will you please stop?

why am i still putting up with all tis shit? why am i still holding on? why am i still putting up a smile? why do i still believe dat i can deal with all tis?

i hope you're happy. cuz i'm not. its so hard. i'm so tired.

i wanna smile again like i used to.

do me a favor. please stop being so difficult. look around. you aint alone in tis world.

too cool for school.

i have been tagged (again!) shitz.

luckily this is easy peasy =P but it took me a while to dig out the old photos la. sumore dem shy to put *smiling embarrassingly* anyways, here goes.

How many schools did I go to?
err…how about a lot? my dad used to transfer a lot. so we had to follow him around. like..duh? =P i have to say it was pretty tough for a kid. and you know how first day of school always sucks? you have no idea how your new friends are gonna be like. and when you look around, everybody seems to know everybody except you. but i survived all these la of course. i guess years of moving around so much have taught me to mix around with people pretty more easily. you can now dump me anywhere in the world, like namibia or something and i can tell you 2 days after that i’m settling in well. okays, i’m juz joking about that. please don’t send me to africa =D

1. catholic kindergarten (bentong, pahang)
met my best friends here =) i was enrolled for two years when i was five. and no, it’s not that really strict kind of catholic school. i was not taught by catholic sisters. i remember father joseph chang, the principal, was one of the friendliest and most down-to-earth people i’ve ever met. everyday, i’d ride on this yellow school bus to school. and i had to wear this sailormoon looking uniform with a detachable blue tie. the school provided lunch, which i remembered was really really yucky. they really think us kids have no tastebuds huh? =P so i always threw it away when the teacher was not looking and ran out to buy junk food. i hated doing homework for my chinese class. i used to cry every time i have to write two pages long of chinese characters. my mom couldn’t figure out why it was so difficult for me (she teaches in a chinese primary school). every time i hand in my workbook, the pages would be all crumpled with tears and full of tiny miserable holes *looks upward*


2. s.r.k. sg. marong (bentong, pahang)
studied from standard one until standard three. i walked to school everyday cuz i was just staying in the same neighborhood. on rainy days, my grandpa would wait for me at the school gate. this was where i met my first crush *goes red*

3. s.k. methodist (tg. malim, perak)
continued standard four until standard six. really tough years. school was really competitive. all of us were trying to beat each other’s grades. there were many many sons and daughters of lecturers (my dad’s fellow colleagues) in my class and all of us were trying to outdo one another. showing off basically. i knew what stress was then. i was the school prefect and also the librarian. didn’t quite know how that happened. i could say the entire ‘doa selamat’ (malay prayers. i have been listening to it for the past six years in primary school. i often say it along with my malay best friends. just for fun =P

4. s.r.k. sg. marong (bentong, pahang)
transferred back for two weeks after upsr.

5. tappan middle school (ann arbor, michigan)
studied grade seven to grade eight. extremely tough. totally different environment. i missed the school bus home on my first day of school. and i tend to get lost in my own neighborhood in the first week of staying there. all of the apartments look the same! it was super hard to follow the classes at first. everything was so different. some people just weren’t too nice. the only classes i enjoyed were art (i didn’t need to talk much) and esl (i met friends from all over the world). my best friends in school were annabelle (taiwanese, we still write) and yuko (japanese). and after school, i’d hung out with the same group of friends; adeline (fellow msian), mengni (from shenzhen, china), powell (polish) and dmitry (russian) we were staying in the same neighborhood and we’d play basketball together. we’d also go biking, rollerblading, snow fighting and drenched each other with super soakers in the hot summer. hell yeah, dat was fun!





6. s.m.k ketari (bentong, pahang)
back for form two to form three. form two was fun. a lot of studying to catch up on but was really happy to see some familiar faces of my primary school friends. met some of the most amazing people here. fit in with my classmates pretty easily. a lot of flirting around at this age =P i was made the school prefect in form three. love the opportunity to get out earlier for lunches before everybody else. was quite active in sports and co-curriculum activities.



7. s.m sulaiman (bentong, pahang)
transferred here to study in the science stream. i was quite fond of biology. didn’t really like to memorize all the equations and concepts in physics and chemistry. but in the end, both of my physics and chemistry scores turned out better than biology. another thing i couldn’t explain in my life *shaking head*

8. multimedia university (cyberjaya, selangor)
was too happy to skip form six. already knew I wanted to be a graphic designer when i was finishing form five. so here was my chance. managed to secure a loan from ptptn (which I dread to think about it now). i knew nuts about computer then. i learned everything from scratch. thanks to my really helpful course mates. you guys rawk! i have to say university life was challengingly great! i had my freedom. i became more independent. assignments were fun. i get to travel for my photography class and movie shooting. it was exhausting but it was also pretty exciting! staying in the university dorm and renting an apartment with fellow friends were really coolz. i just love every bit of it =) i’d do it again!






was i the studious nerd, or the last minute hero?
a bit of both i would say. too bad i wasn’t born a genius. if i have a feeling i might gonna screw it up, i’ll start earlier. but if i have confident in it, i’ll procrastinate and get it done last seconds.

was i the class ‘taiko’ (big bully) or the teacher’s pet?
more of a teacher’s pet. i have never been rude to any of my teachers. cuz most of them are a friend of my parents’. come on, teachers know teachers. they have this small circle of connection ring. so i can’t screw up or the entire teacher community would know what i did. bentong is a really small town where everybody knows everybody.

what was the biggest rule i broke in school?
i let my friends copied my answers for an english paper during a final-year exam. everybody was copying everybody. the entire class was punished for this whole cheating scam. my dad has to meet my form teacher to pick up my report card. he was furious. i was deeply embarrassed.

three subjects i enjoyed.
art – the only class i would run to get there. i get to mess with paint all i want, make pots and figurines out of clay, carve and create all the weird stuffz i have always imagined! it’s all about play, play, play! and my favorite art teacher, Mr. McGilliard (aka Mr. McLizard) simply has the most patience with us crazy people! always try to help when we’re stuck with ideas. and send our work to competitions and exhibitions, giving us chances to expose our talent and creativity. but i have foolishly left all of my artworks in the states *cry*

tabloid – one of the most fun and exciting subject. working for the school paper! i started by learning keyboarding. and for assignments, i was given a few cut-outs from the local newspaper on topics that teenager would be interested in. i would then proceed to gathering materials to write and interview all the fellow students for stories. all the writings (like reviews on latest games, new eating places, places to hang out, gossips, who’s with who, overheard, top ten lists, etc) that met the deadline will get to be printed in the school monthly paper. it was really cool to have everyone in the school reading stuffz that you write. i also contributed drawings. too bad the class was so short.

history – i have always enjoyed reading stories. so this subject really wasn’t too hard for me. i’d read the book like i’m reading a novel. i find reading about the true events from the past is really interesting =)

three teachers that inspired me.
mr. liew – yes, my dad. he taught me math my whole life. but i always give him a hard time. sometimes, i just refused to understand when he is trying to show me how to solve problems. i was a foolish girl. thanks for showing me all the shortcuts and multiple ways of solving an equation, dad. you are a great mathematician!

mrs. chalfant – she was my esl teacher when i was at tappan. she is a brilliant and down-to-earth lady who is more than just a friend to me. we still write.

pn. hasnah – she was my form teacher for two years at s.m.k ketari and also teaches me bahasa melayu (malay language). one of the very few teachers that believed in me. encouraged me to do well in class when i was lagged behind; since i skipped an entire year of form one’s lessons. i improved my grades from D to A. she was one of the best bahasa melayu teachers i have ever met, strict yet understanding.

whoops..i guess i got too excited! tis is such a loooooonnnnng meme! =P

it rained today.

i live, i breathe, i make mistakes, i am just being a human being that i am.

i hate it when i make mistakes. it will bug me. until i am too tired to think about it anymore. it won’t leave me forever. i’d still regret over it. thinking that i could’ve done it differently.

a mistake is not a mistake if i could reverse it.

i have always followed my heart and stand for what i believe is right. i don't wish to hurt you. but i don’t wish to live the rest of my life thinking that i should or shouldn’t have done it either. i don't wish to spend the rest of my life feeling remorseful.

i screwed up today. wat was i thinkin'? i wish i could turn back the time.

wasn't proud of what i did. but i hope you'd try to understand why i did it.

you could hate me. but please think about what you’ve done. you can’t possibly be right all the time. we make mistakes. i won’t blame you. and i am sorry too.

i tried to help. it wasn’t an easy task. it went out of my control. it lead to a mistake. now i hope that things will get better. it will. we juz have to try harder.

i could tolerate. but i have my limits too. and i have my reasons. i could burst one day. but i'd probably decide to tolerate longer.

i try to adapt to your way to make things work. i try to position myself in your shoes. i will try my best to understand. i know i can be difficult at times too. for i am not perfect myself. please try to bear with me. we can learn from each other.

i was taught to respect people with differences. i respected you. and i pledged that you’d do the same. you could hurt me. but i won’t do the same to you. i just hope that one day, you’d respect me too.

i won’t hate you for not understanding who i am. but i will hate you for not trying to understand. i will hate you for assuming i am what i am not. i will hate you for thinking that you are far better than the rest of us. you're not perfect. i'm not perfect.

everything happens for a reason. i wish i understand what it is most of the time.

sometimes things are just not meant to be. it's just too bad.

life is indeed hard. it can be so tough at times. i wish i can just hide in my room and cry it all away. bullshit. life still needs to go on. i will learn to be tougher.

i believe God will grant me ten times happiness in return. hardships are just mere teasers in life.

i have learned to be more patience. i have learned to have more faith.

keep the smile honey. no more shitty rainy days.

here comes the redhead.

took this over lunch. look, look! ahmay got highlights as well =)

bookworm attack.

currently reading john grisham’s a painted house and jennifer weiner’s in her shoes. yes, i’ve watched the movie already and i love it! the book is a good read too. just being a lil’ slow on the john grisham’s cuz i have to pay close attention to each and every word. tis is my first john grisham book and i have very mixed feelings bout it.

sometimes, i find the book a very interesting read cuz the story was set in a very different era and community that I have never really known and understand. other times, i wish that the story wont be dragged too long or i’d seriously get bored. it tells the story of luke (love the name btw, it’s so american =D), a 7-year-old kid (bummer, why cant it be a cute young adolescent hunk? luke would sound perfect!) who stays in a farmhouse and whose family owns a huge cotton farming business. one summer, two groups of migrant workers came through the arkansas delta to work in his family’s cotton farm. and suddenly, mysteries started to unfold in luke’s world. he witnessed a brutal murder in town. he also found out dat a beautiful young woman that he secretly admires ignites in forbidden passions. soon after, a baby is born to a young girl staying close to his farmhouse and she claimed dat the father is none other than luke’s young uncle (only 19) who was away in korea fighting the war. then, someone has begun furtively painting the bare clapboards of his farmhouse in gleaming white. something the hill people (his migrant workers) like to do with their houses back home. and as young luke watches the world around him,(he seems to knoe a lot for a 7-year-old btw) he unravels secrets that could shatter lives and change his family and town forever.

maybe i’m just not used to reading books from this genre. you wouldn’t believe me when i say dat i haven’t even read dan brown’s the da vincci code yet! i thought the language was kinda hard to digest =P i hope i’ll get to it later..haha!

i am sure i wont regret this john grisham’s book. its just gonna take me longer to finish it. after all, i have two more of his titles =P

meet the redhead.

went to my stylist at snips again on saturday. i’d done it again. i mean, i dyed my hair again. this time i took charge and told him the color dat i want. i’m a redhead now. well, a semi purplish redhead to be exact. i dyed the bottom half back to black. i like this new color a lotz! (i think it makes me look fairer, errr..i hope i’m saying this in vain again =P) compared to my previous color. blonde streaks. no good. at least, not for me anyways. i didn’t think it suited me at all. but i didn’t say anything to my stylist after i first saw the color cuz i gave him the green light to do any color he wanted. maybe he really thought dat it would look good on me. though i dunno what gave him the idea! it was so wrong! so i just walked out of the shop not feeling very happy, but told myself i’d get used to the color. and being polite of me, i smiled and thanked him after. he must have thought i absolutely love it! dammit.

if only it’s not so expensive to recolor, i would have fixed my hair a long time ago. i’m so proud of myself for holding on for at least a year! enough finger pointing and humiliation already! =( but surprisingly, there were some frens dat I hardly see or strangers dat I barely known, complimented on my blonde streaks and haircut. well, i dun really knoe wat was in their mind, but honestly i didn’t like it most of the time. so i tried to style it the best i could.

well, anyone of you would have just gone to another stylist if you’ve had any bad experiences. but i dun like to change my stylist, mainly because i dun think that any stylists can really understand what i want. yes, i am a very difficult customer. i admit. and i could be very self-conscious for a few days every time after my new hairdo. doesn’t everybody? so to stop myself from feeling worse, i’d rather stick to the same stylist. i think this is the 5th/6th time he’s doing my hair already. before this, i used to go to peek-a-boo or jantzen. hey, don’t look at me like that. i used to cut my hair for rm5, rm8 or rm12 too when i was younger. i just started going to real salons when i was in my final year of university. i didn’t know how it started. it just did. and i have not stopped ever since..hehe

this time around, it cost me a whopping rm220! yes, you heard me right.
cut = rm60 (professional stylist)
color = rm160 (whole head, for highlight is rm120)
and i shall officially eat bread/oats for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the rest of the month. 2 ½ weeks more to go ritez? God, help me. well at least, i wont die on malnutrition. just lack of everything else except carbohydrates. shit, i’m gonna put on lotsa weight again arent i? geez, great! *crying inside*

smiling happily for the new hair color, but desperately styling my hair every minute of the day cuz I think it’s a lil’ bit too short. i heard washing it many many more times can make it grow faster right?

oh yea, been wondering why i din include any pics of my new hairdo? haha..its a sunday! it’s a lazy lazy sunday! so i din even bother to style it today. didn’t go anywhere. spent way too much already yesterday! (i also bought 2 coral bracelets from island shop, 4 pairs of color socks from soxworld and a t-shirt for my bro)

haha..i’ll show you a redhead soon. i promise =)

FRIENDS.

all these were taken last month during chinese new year.

i will dig up more photos of the rest of yOU! i promise no dodgy ones =D *evil smile*

3 cocktails, 2 beers

it was last friday, we were throwing magda a lil' farewell party (she is now stationed in our hongkong office). she bought us a round of drinks and the rest was covered by the company. it was a great chillout nitez! =D cafe flam serves pretty good pizzas! but i wonder why we are always the first ppl on the dancefloor? tell me. was it us way too gutsy? or them way too shy? wats wrong wif these ppl? its a club!

some really interesting stuffz happened dat nitez =P

we had a cheeky picture-taking session with daring outdos. magda had all sorts of crazy ideas. wet ones included =D

2 fellas ordered milkshakes. miLKshAKES!! in a cLuB!! kill me.

k got picked up by a guy. caught 'em exchanging namecards. and chatted for a reaaaallly long while. and even hugz big time! (we've got evidence! *wink*) GuLP. wat's goin on??

k was so drunk. he cudn't even find the door handle. and when he finally did, he blardy stared at it. okAY! take all the time you need!

no prize for guessing who were the only one who had a major hangover the next day =)

so yea, it was a great nitez..haha

take me away.

it's been a while since i update me blog yea? dunno why..nowadays..sumhow..i've lost my insanity mood..my passion for crapping..and my bonkers personality.. sad isn't it? i can bore anyone to tears now.

sigh. kinda tired of my boring routine of waking up in the wee hours (6am!) > travel to work (1.5 hrs!) > work forever and ever (9am-7pm; the earliest i can get off) > travel back home (2 hrs; have to wait for stupid freakin' putra lrt feeder bus) > reach home & have dinner (or not) > watch astro wah lai toi (or finishing up some projs i brought home) > sleep (at 11pm/12am; if i get lucky, or 3am/4am/5am; if i have work to finish up)

i think i need a serious break. but i can't afford to go to prague or new zealand or virgin islands just yet. not even if i reaaallly wanted to. i can only go as far as a lil' bit up north. is cambodia really been infected by bird flu at the mo?? or phuket??

i'm longing to go away. i just need to get away. i need my inspiration back.

i need to hit the beach!! arghh!!

i see phuket already =)


i wanna jump in and make fren with starfish..


i wanna shop for artsy fartsy stuffz that i wont ever need here..

and i wanna explore angkor wat inside out *grins


i've dreamt of this perfect shot =) mmmm.. sunrise at angkor =)


*wakes up* shitz, i am still here in subang =(

shopaholic me.

i knoe its getting serious when my cousin sister calls me one. she has never said it before. never. not even when i'm out with her almost every weekend hanging out at the malls together. now dat i hear it from her. i'm scared. i'm really scared.

fort minor craze.

been listening to fort minor a lotz lately. at least 5 times a day minimum. can you believe dat? haha i'm going bonkers. i'm so in love with their sound. most of you linkin park soldiers might wanna check em out. trust me.


i never get bored listening to this album. i have my favorites. 'where'd you go' is very unique. the addition of the girl's voice is juz perfect. 'red to black', 'remember the name' and 'believe me' has got LP flavor. juz listen to them.

i have always think that linkin park is very different than the rest of the bands out there. when they performed at stadium merdeka 2 yrs ago, it was one of the best gig i've ever been to. those guys are professional musicians! (makes me think that the westlife concerts that i went to years ago a total joke!)their sound system was sooo good it almost felt like listening from their cd. well, apart from all the screaming and yelling, that is. not to mention being stepped on countless times. and that my view of the stage was blocked by a 6 feet guy standing right in front of me. bummer.

more photos of the artistic bunch.




fort minor rawks!

thank God weekend was here.

phew. last week was really tough. almost reminds me of final year proj. almost. i still say my fyp rush was horrible =P nothing beats it just yet..haha maybe i shouldn't talk so loud yet =P i take that back. when i was rushing for my fyp, i lived like a robot. sat in front of my laptop from 12 noon til 6am. with only breaks for meals and baths. then sleep and wake up again to do work. that was my routine for more than a week. i thought i looked like a beggar. don't think i can ever live like that again. its too scary.

so wat really happened last week dat was so tough? well, 2 major pitches in 1 week. even had to go back to office on a sunday. still feeling really bad and i owe many apologies to andrea. gosh, so sorry dude. you know i tried to get to the airport. i didn't expect so much workload coming at once. it was a bad time for me. i didn't even get to go back home on thursday. thank God caryn offered me to sleepover at her place. she's such a sweetie. provided me 5-star accommodation =)thankyOU hon! lucky you i didn't leave any blings blings behind =P

i was very relieved when saturday finally came and i get to shop for therapy =D been waiting for weekends to come like forever! felt like i've worked for 7 days straight. i decided i wanted either a new handbag or a slingbag. but in the end, i got myself a roxy wallet. somehow i manipulated myself into buying that within 2 secs. like how did that happened???

went back to bentong in the evening. gosh i miss my room, especially my cosy bed =) and since i only get to go back home once every fortnight, i have to clean my room before i unpack. cant stand the dust. well, who's to blame but me. lotsa soft toys hanging around and i never stop buying stuffz to fill my room. i also have tons of books even! running out of space to keep em already. sigh.

meet sOme of my soft buddies =)








sorrie, they're not for sale =)

xoxo

thankyou for loving me for who i am.

happy valentine's to you all.

xoxo hugz.

of blowjobs and robots.

I owe tis to velverse the great. juz to prove da fact dat i wAs da 'A' intern, haha! so here goes..

the rules:
the unfortunate me have to write an entry of between 100-200 words, with these words included once, and only once:

I
me
blowjob
grapes
random
power
loneliness
water
robot
blue

(This is written by a still confused and rebellious 15 yr old in her English PMR exam papers back in the early 90's)

Section C: Build sentences with the words provided in the box above.

1. I have been dreading this PMR exam ever since Form 1.
2. You and me will always be together in this forever and ever.
3. Last week, Mel has to help put up three dozens of balloons around the house for her sister's 18th birthday bash, and that was a helluva blowjob!
4. Grapes have always been my mother's favourite fruit ever since our neighbour starts operating a fruit stall.
5. Will it kill to arrange my socks in a random order and not according to colours like my super maniac sister?
6. Gemma absolutely feels the energy of girl power everytime she listens to the Spice Girls.
7. The word loneliness has not been in my vocabulary for years ever since meeting him.
8. We ought to drink 8 glasses of water everyday to stay absolutely healthy and free of any dangerous disease.
9. Jimmy was told that the earth will be dominated by not just a robot in the future during school lunch earlier.
10. Posh spice would look lovely in a blue wedding dress.

well, weren't you once a bit dumb, starstruck, lovestruck and confused about life too?

thaipusam.

friends like to joke that i stay in a cave hole and that my best friends are bats and monkeys. little do they know that batu caves is also the common name of the area surrounding the famous cave. many many years ago before i was even born, it may be just the cave and jungles surrounding it. but there's a town now. yup, you heard me right.

during this time every year, folks staying in the area of batu caves will face massive traffic jams and closed roads due to thaipusam. this morn, while i was on the way to kl, passing by batu caves, i already saw many hindu devotees gathering and walking to batu caves already. some are barefoot. some men are shaved bald. but thaipusam is not until tomorrow. i have to admit that i do not know much about the festival really. but i have heard that during thaipusam, the hindus will bring one of the Gods to meet his lover. and i know that some of the devotees will have their body and tongues pierced with hooks and spears, carrying kavadis.

i am sure that i'd be fascinated by the colors and the devotion. i could take beautiful photographs. i have been to an indian temple near puduraya to take pictures for my photography class when i was still in university. i'd do it anytime again. i've met friendly indians. but i dont think it's such a good idea to go to batu caves now, especially with the recently placed giant statue right in front of the stairs. i am afraid of being crushed by the crowd. and the sight of some of the extreme piercings may leave disturbing thoughts to me as well. been watching too many movies with disturbing scenes and twists lately. cant take that much at a time. my heart need a rest.

so i googled and found out more about thaipusam. this festival combines the celebration of Lord Subramaniam (also known as Lord Muruga), the youngest son of Hindu god Shiva and the union of Pusan and Brihaspati stars. this festival of faith and endurance is celebrated in Malaysia, Singapore, Mauritius, and South Africa. about a month before thaipusam, devotees start their fasting in order to cleanse themselves.

on the eve of the festival (which is today 10/2/06), at the Mariamman Temple, devotees adorn the statue of Lord Subramaniam with precious stones and jewelry. then the statue and the statues of his consorts, Valli and Theivanai are placed on a chariot that will be drawn by bullocks. the chariot itself is decorated with flags, gold and silver tinsel, streamers, flowers and statues of other deities and animals. the chariot is then drawn from the temple in Jalan Bandar (somewhere near Petaling St.) to Batu Caves. devotees who join the procession often chant vel-vel. vel is a power lance that was given to Lord Subramaniam by his mother, Parvati on his birthday. upon reaching the foot of the caves, the statue is lifted and carried up the 272 steps and placed in the temple inside the caves.

the next day, thousands upon thousands of devotees and tourists show up for the procession of the kavadi. traditionally, a kavadi is a Tamil word that describes anything that can be suspended from a pole. now it has taken to mean a semi-circular structure that is decorated with flowers, peacock feathers and palm leaves. it usually bears a Vel, to represent Lord Subramaniam’s lance. a popular form of penance is to carry the kavadi. these kavadi bearers are first put into a trance before sharp skewers are thrust into their tongues through the cheeks. then hooks and spears are pierced on parts their bodies. sometimes strings are attached to the kavadi from the hooks. offerings of fruit, milk and jaggery (syrup) are placed on each kavadi and the kavadi goes on the shoulder or head of the kavadi bearer.

these kavadi bearers dance around in a frenzied trance like state. during this procession, the devotees chant vel -vel or Arohara. Aro is the shortened version of the word arogam which means blissful, and Hara is another name for Lord Siva (father to Lord Subramaniam). so Arohara means blissful Siva. devotees say it is not the size of the kavadi that matters. rather, it is the act itself and being able to carry the kavadi and offer it to Lord Subramaniam is what counts. the devotee must carry the kavadi up the steep steps, this after walking so many miles (frm petaling st. to batu caves) is another amazing feat. once in the caves, the kavadi is offered to Lord Subramaniam and the milk is poured out. this act of pouring out the milk is accompanied by the pouring out of love from the heart, thereby cleansing the devotee’s sins.

meaningful isnt it.

going oats.

wat have i heard?
"it tastes juz like porridge. and its nice to go with veggies. plus its healthy!"
"you can go slim! *winks"
"you call dat food? even my dog refuse to eat it."

why am i doing tis?
it's low in cholesterol.
could save money by not eating outside food.
i juz might get slimmer. wAt?

i have always blamed it on the genes when i explained to ppl why i can never go slim. but then again, i used to be slimmer when i was skipping lunches in the states. i started putting on weight ever since i came to kl. outside food are tend to be more oily. anybody donch agree?

doggie style it is.

introducin' shadows and august..man, are they hot!




curi frm may's forwards:
"A woman gives birth to 6 babies. Upon seeing the babies, she gets off the bed and goes to her husband, then slaps him hard and yells, "I told you NOT to do doggie-style!!!"

wahahaha! yea, dat was the first thing i read when i got in the office tis morn! And i was late. HOw many times they wanna closed down MRR2 la? Drive all the traffics to Jln Kuching and makes it even more congested evry morn. Plus, it's a monday. ANd the first working day after the long cny break for most of us. If only may allows cursing during tis period. me blog shud hav been very colorful. grrr like a dog.

cny was great. seeing everybody again was great. its the time when you get to see how much everyone has changed. but their sense of humour stays and in fact, gets even better? i can see that they're wiser in placing bets too..haha man, i miss hanging out and listening to my old schoolmates' crappy nonsense already. their amusing jokes totally cracks me up all the time. but with andrea leaving to aussie tis coming valentine's is not so great. and must it b a weekday and at 9pm. dats a bit tough for my schedule. ehh, wat's with everybody going overseas wey? are u guys coming bck for good? pls do =(

me angpow money is 3 bucks less than last year. dats not so great. which one of u still owes me a red packet? izit u? yes, you. its still not too late. today is only chor 9. bring come bring come.

i lost 2kg last week. i was so happy i sms-ed szepei dat morn.

i actually smiled when i got on the ktm tis morn. kill me. i used to dread taking the train especially the old ones cuz the cushions are very filthy and smell like one kind. and i was actually okay and didn't feel uneasy when i had to take the antique mini bus instead of the air-conditioned ones. my hair was blown all over my face. my vision was blocked. but i still have that plastered smile on my face. i tot i must be nuts. felt like i juz came down frm heaven. i see everything as beautiful and pleasant. i even giggled even when i wasn't supposed to. but i juz see everything beautiful today. is dat not allowed? so dun call me nuts.

y me blog so lonely and cold dy nowadays. where's everybody?

2 x 2 = 4

i guess i would hav to do one of these tags sooner or later. since i'm still a bit floaty. might as well get the easier one done. sorrie mandy =P i always get stuck when i reached da word 'blowjob'. lol.

4 Jobs I've Had In My Life
- sales assistant (sum dodgy retail shop), sumtime in secondary school
- product consultant (bliss aromatheraphy), alpha year trimester break
- graphic designer, internship, consider a job eh
- graphic designer, currently, my first real job =P


4 Movies I Could Watch Over and Over
- The Sound of Music
- Cruel Intention
- Honey
- Finding Nemo


4 TV Shows I Love(d) To Watch
- FRIENDS
- Sex and the City
- Queer Eye for the Straight Guy
- Desperate Housewives


4 Places I've Lived
- Bentong, Pahang.
- Tg. Malim, Perak.
- Ann Arbor, Michigan.
- Batu Caves, Selangor.


4 Places I've Been On Vacation To
- Singapore
- United States
- Canada
- Taiwan

4 Places I Would Rather Be In
- ann arbor, for the memoria
- virgin islands, for the beach n cute hunks
- prague, for the history n architecture
- milan, my shopping haven


4 Of My Favourite Foods
- california kitchen's spaghetti
- subway's meatballs sandwich
- san francisco's seafood chowder
- bentong chu chap curry mee


4 Websites I Visit Daily
- chianmin.blogspot.com, to update posts n view comments
- fwa, to chck out latest coolz websites
- yahoomail & hotmail, to check mails
- apple.com, to download trailers n podcasts for my poddy


phew, dere and out.

syrup cheers!

it all started wif julie. n before i even finished laughing at her donkey-sounded voice. i was next.

i was down with fever, flu n cough for a whole week. 3 days mc. how's dat for a record? i asked for the strongest pills as i wanted to recover b4 cny. ended up feeling numb and drowsy all the time. when uninterrupted, i was absolutely floatin' in the air. not surprising when i was nicknamed 'the dreamer'. if i could still count right, i shud have taken a total of 45 biji of pills n 2 bottles of cough syrup altogether. 3 times daily for 5 consecutive days. i'd say i'm a junkie.

sumtimes i can really amuse myself wif wat i can do while i'm numb. forgetful and not knowing wat i'm doin are small matters. but it really kills me when i actually wrote my kl address and sign it off with bentong. luckily i realized the mistake b4 handing the piece of paper to da nurse. or she'd start having a hard time figuring out whether da address i scribbled down really exists. and i bet u've heard of 'luk bao card' (exceeding credit card limit), well, i did juz dat, only with my medical card. da 2nd time i visited a diff clinic, the blardy machine juz couldn't detect my card. waited for almost 20 mins. and finally, they made me sign some debit letter n da nurse didn't forget to give me a one-kind-look. as if it's my fault. and must God let the lucky duos witness all my embarrassing moments. ppl, keep in mind not to have tk or julie around when bad things were about to happen. oh yea, did i mention the nurse called tk 'khoon'. dey hav a special relationship or wat. dem suk like dat. lol.

tis time around, i have nothing to b proud of except, managed to spread a lil' bit of joy to tklim *winks

happy doggie year! syrup cheers!

kookies.

omg. n i tot baking is easy. or perhaps i was juz feeling da pressure frm may ~teehee! she's juz a natural in baking. all of her try-outs turn out to b absolutely delicious all da time. shud ask her for her zucchini brownies. i've yet to try baking it tho =P

i dem shy when i brought in my kookies today. erm, i say, it does look better than it taste =P

when i first started, i messed up da first few batches, shudnt hav added egg yolk. da kookies turned out to be too soft. my auntie took one bite and look at me stoned. i told her to fly it over to the semak next to my hse n i saw dat she aimed far.

so, my vry 1st attempt at baking. at least i tried.

kookies anyone?

kena molest.

da not-so-anonymous victim:
samseng/tek khoon/tklim; or better known as plain tk (i'm so dead)

da chun molester:
an innocent little girl (dat was according to da victim; but i bet it was really a guy)

how it happened:
samseng was happily chatting away with his companion while goin up on da escalator when he was suddenly interrupted by a strange feeling. he felt a tiny hand (can feel da 5 little fingers sumore! pengsan.) resting on his ...ARSE!

ehh, da girl cudn't possibly ...

i think i've shared enuf. only God can help me now.

rollercoaster.

"the rollercoaster is my life; life is a fast, dizzying game; life is a parachute jump; it's taking chances, falling over and getting up again; it's mountaineering; it's wanting to get to the very top of yourself and to feel angry and dissatisfied when you don't manage it."

i took a dive recently. enuf said.

and no, these are not taken frm ronan keating's na na na na na~ rollercoaster's lyrics. these are excerpts frm paulo coelho's eleven minutes. he's my latest reads at the mo. i'm very much inspired by him. he speaks my mind at times.

sink me not.

no one can sink me. not even you. you were supposed to b different. you lied. be gone.

apple for da day.

it actually came across my mind to take mc on the proclaimed formal monday. but then, if i did. how m i ever gonna face my monkey colleagues? so wat to do. guai guai iron my outfit on sunday nite lor. my aunty was reAlly surprised. cuz she only sees me ironing once in a blue moon. i really do hate ironing. i rather scrub the toilet than help my aunty iron her clothes. so wat do i normally do with all my baju then? use my bare hands to straighten them n then fold them nicely la b4 putting it away. watcha think? or i'll hang it straightaway in the closet after drying it. okay werd. my clothes nvr look like sayur masin also. i juz hate ironing =( dat cant b help.





formal monday >> the verdict..kelgan sui jor. eh, uncle. if i were you, i die die also will wear my 2 yr old pants even if it means i wont b able to sit or eat all day...ahaha u can pin ur pants to ur tai fu in case it falls werd. no worries dere i think. ok la, must giv credits to ur nice formal shoes also la. bravo bravo *clap clap but i heard many complaints of painful feet wey..aisey~ kekekek

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