Bananas Co.

GLITZ YO!!!!

2005-09-28T02:58:00.000+08:00

YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS OUT ON THIS!

Date: 30th September 2005
Time: 6:00pm - midnight
Venue: Hall of Fame, Limkokwing University,
Cyberjaya
Price: RM10 (presale), RM15 (doorsale)

GUEST PERFORMANCES BY K-TOWN CLAN,
STREET HORN SYNDICATE AND DRAGONRED.

CELEBRITY APPEARANCES INCLUDE SYARUL
FROM LOVE ME BUTCH, POINT BLANC, TOO PHAT AND
MANY MANY MORE!

PLUS AN EXCEPTIONALLY TALENTED
SHOWCASE OF SOLOS, DUETS, ACOUSTIC
GROUPS, DANCERS AND BANDS.

SEE YOU THERE!

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2005-08-29T01:41:00.000+08:00

i know i'm not blogging.
i just don't feel like it. maybe i will one day. maybe i never will. who knows. do i care? no i don't.

that sounds selfish. but seriously.. i feel like i deserve the right to be. too much of tolerating and suppressing my own needs have turned me into a bitter person. i'm not saying that i was never happy. don't get me wrong, but i am writing on a rather dramatic note if it's not obvious enough already.

really. i just don't feel like explaining myself to anyone. chances are.. i'd be almost always annoyed, agitated or just zoned out. since i don't understand it myself, why should you?

at this point, i've stopped trying to understand life and its sick jokes. i don't need to know why clocks only chime at every hour, and why rainbows only appear after rainshowers. i don't care anymore. maybe i still do. but i don't want to.

do you get me? no? i guessed just as much.

Skies are blue..

2005-08-17T12:32:00.000+08:00

Kimbully made me an awesome banner for my site.

But i have no friggin' idea how to upload it.

Help?

Oh happy day..

2005-08-10T18:53:00.000+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to two of my favourite people of all time.. doesn't help
that they're super super HOT too!!!! (darn, now i sound gay again)

Beautiful spunky Khairena turns 22 today. Khai here is the only woman i allow to call me "ketot". I still feel like smacking her everytime she does that. Don't need the reminders, you know :/

and the ever gorgeous, gentle Veni turns 21. Veni just calls me bee-yatch la. Simple and sweet.

May the both of you always be happy happy.. :)

xoxo.

Hazy like fcuk

2005-08-10T17:57:00.000+08:00

i hate the weather.

somehow the weather reminds me of my life. hazy and darn right blinding. can't see where i'm heading anymore. hehe, so the drama.

anyway, i think my blog's kinda dead now. *claps hands happily*

i can't wait for tomorrow though. hope the weather gets better.. then i can meet up with 3 bee-yoo-tee-fool ladies for steamboat tomorrow in Kepong. apparently, someone's bringing Malibu. ahahaha.. *skips gleefully*

and yet another time

2005-08-05T02:09:00.000+08:00

"i am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
i am ready
i am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
i am ready
i am fine
i am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
i am folded and unfolded and unfolding
i am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
i am ready
i am fine"

The morning after an entire night of non-sleep

2005-08-02T12:03:00.000+08:00

on Vineland past the candle shrine that burns on every night
for someone
she lets herself go
like an angel in the snow
she lays down on her back
down on her back - she goes

take me over when I'm gone
take me over make me strong
take me over when I'm gone
will they burn for me

on Vineland past the candle shrine that melts into the street design
she waits - for someone
tonight she'll give herself away
she'll break apart all by herself
its so easy how we come undone

take me over when I'm gone
take me over make me strong
take me over when I'm gone
will they burn for me

she pulls me in - strips me down
she pulls me in - turns me out
she pulls me in - strips me down

take me over when I'm gone
take me over make me strong
take me over when I'm gone
will they burn for me
will they burn for me

--Candleburn, Dishwalla.

I'm unoriginal. I post song lyrics. Beat that.

The name is Alfie

2005-07-23T20:09:00.000+08:00

Must watch.

Especially the men. Very very enlightening, i promise you.

I got rather emotional watching "Alfie". I dunno why, or maybe i do. Never mind that. I'm just rambling a lot today.

Loved the British accent. And i loved Sienna Miller, who played Nicky in the movie. She's his fiancee / wife in real life, just in case you didn't know. No pictures of her here. The post's about the movie, not her. Click the link if you want a picture of her.

No spoilers here. Go watch it for yourself.

colour-blind

2005-07-23T18:12:00.000+08:00

Like my beads?

wahh.. looking at my previous post, and just about every other post. i notice my colour coordination damn out man.

*sighs* which is why i must take Graphic Comm, so i can get my colour sense well, coordinated. AND i have to brush up on my Photoshop and Illustrator skills. This time, no bribing (or blackmailing) others to do my work.

*hides in corner of the room and cries like a baby*

oh psst: that time, my back was peeling. now my arms, my legs, my tits.. all peeling. *does a whoop-dee-whoop*

Woe is me.

2005-07-23T17:54:00.000+08:00

I. Hate. Period. Pains.

FUck.

now i'm stuck at home cos it's too painful for me to do just about anything else. supposed to be painting my friend's house right now. so i had to bail. damn bad me. well anyway, guess i am free to blog now.

so i got my results today. i passed. everything. YAY! so now it's a new sem, new me.
New semester resolutions (which shall not be broken unless *totally totally* necessary):
1. Do not skip class.
2. Do not skip class even if it's totally useless and god-damned boring. sigh.
3. Do finish all assignments waaayy before dateline. yea.
4. Do attend 9am classes.
5. Do purchase at least 4 more new alarm clocks.
6. Do disable snooze button.

*Sighs again*

i'm taking my elective subject this sem, apart from my major (FTV) and my minor (PR). i'm thinking Graphic Comm, a subject under Advertising. why? simply cos i wanna do photography. yup.

next week's work week. do say hi if u see me desperately trying to get away from my job at KLCC. i'll be at the lancome roadshow.. dunno what i'll be doing. wonder if i'll work or end up trying all the makeup and facial products instead. hmm.. must steal freebies. *evil grin* work work work.. just to buy a new phone. mahai.

then it's registration week also. which means that college will begin in August. which is good. i think. i miss it but i don't miss it. wish i could attend class whenever i'm bored and not whenever i don't feel like it. there're people i miss, people i wish never existed.. or at least didn't go to limkokwing.

i miss nicole and iin. i miss cooking and eating at their place and us doing grocery shopping. which brings me to the topic of their welcome back party on saturday. die lah. work, how to go? i wanna go.. everyone i like will be there. and [K]'s gonna come with his red Superman underwear on his head. how can i miss that right? sigh.. nicole, i swear.. i will try. maybe u can call me Friday night at work, then i can burst into tears saying my dog died and the funeral will be on ALL Saturday. Hmm?

no time.

2005-07-23T03:57:00.000+08:00

no time. no time. no time. no time. notime. not ime. no time. notime. notime. not time. noti me. n otime. notime. notime . no time.

The weekend

2005-07-18T17:40:00.000+08:00

I'm too lazy to blog just yet. Have fun looking at the photos from KakiCucukLangit's housewarming party in the meantime..

Moet & Chandon.. heh.

(from left): April, Nazrul, YoursTruly, Richard.

Tania's the one with the white top, Nazrul trying his 'muka bodoh', April and Richard.

Tania's a writer for Juice while April's the Editor. Richard's a freelance writer.

U know Nazrul. U know me. That's Joyce aka. kinkybluefairy and next me, as most would probably recognize, is Adam from 8tv's Quickie.

The narcissistic side of us.

*aww* so sweets..

Joyce took this picture *points finger at the professional photographer*. Apa jadi, woman?

The queen of the evening, referring of course, to the cat.

Her name? "Bo". Apparently short for "bodoh". *guffaws*

Some random shot.

Does that necklace make me look like a monk? No right? It's fashion la, people..

Group shot.

Okay. I admit. Everyone probably can tell just how lazy i am. That's why my captions are pretty much one-liners. This post is screwed. Let bygones be bygones.

Moving on.

Glitterita..

2005-07-15T21:38:00.000+08:00

There's this blog i've been reading..

So farnee.. It is definitely fun to read but oh-so-bimbotic.. (if there is such a word).

Today, i also want to be a bimbo! *does the peace sign*

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I love manicures! There is this place called Glitter, in One Utama that i love to go whenever i have money. The manicurists there all remember me and they are all so friendly and so nice. So sweet!

Plus their french manicure is the best that i've ever seen. Madelene's the boss there, but Vicky and Annie are real good too!

One basic manicure is about RM32.

See? They use OPI!

That's Annie there! She's very nice, but you have to speak to her in Cantonese. That's me on the right :)

Cleaning and soaking. Preparing my nails to be painted.

Waiting for my freshly-painted nails to dry. Hehe!

Why is it taking so long? So tiring.. *sulks*

So bored of waiting already..

That's GwenWithTheTan, my shopping kaki. She waited for me the whole time i had my manicure done. So nice!

My pretty hands and my pretty nails!
I like simple and elegant nails.. i hate tacky nail arts with butterflies and such. Soooo high school!
So elegant right my nails? It's short 'cos my super nice long french-manicured nails broke when i was in KK. So sad! (Wah.. so long my sentence! ^_^)

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Christ. Enough.. I can't talk like that man. Feels like i'm trying so hard to keep my sentences short and simple. So difficult to be a bimbo larr.. *removes stuffed tissue from bra*

The Fan-fcuking-tastic Four

2005-07-15T21:18:00.000+08:00

Have you watched Fantastic Four? If you haven't, you have to. I swear! *nods head vigorously*

Chris Evans is so cute.. *sighs blissfully* and you HAVE to check out his carved body. Like, so totally drool-worthy! Eeeee!!

But of course, i had a very hard time concentrating on him alone when there was Jessica Alba looking oh-so-fine. I know, i sound very lesbian-ish at times.. but i assure you, i'm as straight as a snake. *oops*

Anyway, that's why i'm dying to watch it again. Have to watch again. Have to watch again. *goes into a trance*

Also, do look out for Stan Lee making his usual cameo appearance. Keh poh betul that old man.. *shakes head*

The Fantastic Four movie poster. I thought the tight body-hugging suit made the guys look kinda gay.. But it sure as hell looked good on her.

I have idiots telling me i look like The Thing. Do i? *furiously places hands on hips*

The original Marvel cartoon version of the Fantastic Four. Apparently, Sue Storm's supposed to have short hair. Oh well! Hair grows..

The Human Torch wins the award for "Most Gaya-est Hero" hands down. Well, at least in this movie. How can anyone not love having power over fire?

And yes, it's Susan Storm.

I dunno what this picture is for. I just thought it looked real cute..

See that tan? That's what i want.. *sobs* And those lips.. And that straight teeth. And that gorgeous blonde wavy hair. *Geram*

The art of steamboat

2005-07-15T03:15:00.000+08:00

Wah i DAMN pissed off man. I finished writing this post.. with cah-rerr and everything. Then the freaking system makes a booboo and everything's gone. Mahai.. must rearrange pictures again and all. *breathes in breathes out*. If this post gets a bit boring, too bad la. I damned P.O. and malas already. Let's start again..

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The art of steamboat.

I've mastered it to the highest degree.

I love steamboat.. can't live without steamboat. Life has no meaning without steamboat. There.

Most of you regular readers would remember that time when i brought Elaine, Ryn, Jon and some others to this steamboat place. We had a blast.. and there was another time when i brought Nicole and E-in. They loved it of course.. I mean, who wouldn't? Steamboat is abso-fcuking-lutely DEE-LEE-CIOUS!!!

The best steamboat in the world can be found in Bandar Menjalara, Kepong.. which is otherwise known as the "steamboat haven". Why? Cos in that one shoplot area alone can one find about 6 or 7 (or is there more?) steamboat restaurants. If you want steamboat, you HAVE to go there. The best restaurant, personally recommended, would be the one called Pulau Ketam Restaurant. Ask Karis and Ling, they'd totally agree. I think they have a branch in Cheras too.. not too sure. Oh yeah.. the bbq chicken wing at the stall opposite is also to-die-for.

Too tired to remember everything i typed earlier. Just look at the pictures..

And DROOL!!!

The uh.. "boat" they steam the food in.

The variety plate filled to the brim with a gazillion types of fishballs, meatballs, seafood, vege, fuu chok, tau pok and lalala.. a whole lot of other delicious stuff.

The yee mee and my fav bee hoon which i always save for last. I mean, i don't get it.. Why do some people insist on throwing in the noodles with the other stuff? Save the best for last, when the soup is at its tastiest, i say. Oh, and an egg for each person.

The full meal.

MatthewWon'tShuddup is idiotic, annoying and damn noisy. He just won't shut up and he annoys the rest of us to the maximum. He knows it and he loves it. That's the saddest part. Haha.. If any of you ever bump into this guy here, please do refrain from saying "Eh!" because trust me, my dear friend here will go "B!". He is THAT silly.. *sighs*

Eh, i look kinda round here. Yay Yay! *jumps around like a silly banana*

GwenWithTheTan on the left, WinAlwaysShufflin' on the right. Not that i was worried you'd mix them up.. but just in case la u know..

What did i tell you? *sighs in exasperation*

I like me tan. Though if i could, i'd jump into my bikini and get a darker tan here in a KL condo pool. But of course, there would be the extremely hot sun, the lack of UV protection in the skies AND the annoying wolf-whistles from the Bangladeshi workers. No fcuking way.

GwenWithTheTan: "See? I have two eggs!" Definitely ovulation time, Gwen.
I have no idea what WinAlwaysShufflin' is trying to imply. That, ladies and gentlemen, is a soup ladle. There's one with holes, for scooping up food.. and one without the holes, for the soup. (why do i realise that i'm getting crappier by the day? Posting pictures don't require as much brains as writing a long, wordy entry. There goes my brains. I'll just have to be satisfied with my beauty. *Heh* Relax lar.. i'm just kidding.)

Tomyam on the left, clear soup on the right. Or is it the other way around? *squints*

Three of the eggs being cooked. The fourth one had a very unfortunate encounter with MatthewWon'tShuddup. *shakes head*

Oh please, don't break eggs in the soup. I like the soup just the way it is, thank you.

Half-boiled egg.

Hard-boiled egg.

*mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm*

The TakNak campaign.

Our very own Nak campaign - brainchild of GwenWithTheTan and WinAlwaysShufflin'.
It was so funny to see them puffing and puffing away just to get the ciggies at the right length. *tee-hee*

The sillies being silly as i pumped the petrol. We are allowed to use cameras at gas stations right? :)
Matt looks like he's about to puke 'cause we went around a roundabout many times again, just to get some giggles. So weird we are.

I decided to make a pit stop, also in Kepong, to get durians. D-24, baby!
Hmm.. imagine boobies the size of D24s. D would be huge, but 24??

See the durians with the flourescent orange paint at the back? Those are the ones i got. Apparently it's of a special breed. Called The Elvis. Chewah! Nama glamour right? I wonder if i got conned :/

Most of the pictures you see on the post today were taken by GwenWithTheTan and WinAlwaysShufflin'. You can always tell when friends of a photowhore are starting to be photowhore-wannabes themselves :) Gwen's totally addicted to my Ixus while Win is always going "Eh, take pictures.. can blog later!" Haha.. thanks guys. Damn supportive la!

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MatthewWon'tShuddup was of course, busy talking.. to himself.

Psst: If you guys ever go for steamboat, CALL ME!!!

O.M.G

2005-07-14T20:55:00.000+08:00

OH MY FUCKING BANANAS!!!

OH. MY. GOD!

I can't post pictures anymore.. WHY? Cos i'm using the free version of Photobucket. And it says album full. So i deleted some pictures lah.. Thought i was so smart.

Jeng-Jeng-Jeng!

Then i realised some of my pictures from my blog were missing. Stupid right?

*WAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

HOW NOW???!!!!!!!!!!

That woman.. and i.

2005-07-14T04:04:00.000+08:00

I know.

This is very very late.

Dearest Elaine,

A very happy birthday to you. You are not old. *chuckles to self* This post is way overdue. And you may smack me all you want. I've been too busy licking peeling off my dry/used-to-be-tanned skin. We all have our weird fetishes.

Now Ryn, pray, do tell.. which part of ElaineTheBirthdayGirl and i makes us look like aliens to you, huh?

The after party

2005-07-13T23:36:00.000+08:00

I went to Sabah. I had a lovely time sun bathing. Then i got all red. But after 3 days, it turned a nice shade of brown, to my delight.

But joy is shortlived.

Today, my back started peeling.

Be horrified.

Me all red.

My yucky back.

Oh, and i do not know what the hell is wrong with me but i scratch my skin 24/7. My left thigh, my right arm and my back. It's like i've caught on to some weird-ass allergy and it's damn right killing me. ARGHH!!! I swear.. i bathe ok? It's not that. And mind you, the picture above was taken early early morning. Right now.. it's BAD.

The adventures of the cwa-zee banana..

2005-07-13T23:26:00.000+08:00

So as you all know.. i went boing-boing-boinging around Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

It was FCUKING AWESOME!!!

But in order to get there, i had to take the plane lah kan? So i took Air Asia lah.. which was my first time actually. My other times were international flights to Australia and Japan so..

I hopped onto the plane and started searching high and low for my seat number. o_O

Most of you should know that Air Asia does NOT give out seat numbers. So JAKUN right?

Then i was so hungry that when the stewardess came around passing out snacks, i ordered lah. I had teh o' panas and nasi lemak. Ma hai! She asked me to pay 11 bucks woh.. Don't they like.. give out complimentary meals or something? Damn sad..

Well anyway, i'm lazy to type.. still uh, suffering from heat stroke or something. So i'll let the pictures do the talking alrighty? Sorry i took so long. My pc's acting up and it took me hours to load the pics onto photobucket.

I'm not taking responsibility for anyone throwing up after viewing pictures of me yeah? Scroll at your own risk man.. *boing boing boings off*

Day 1.

Ryn, my pak mat for the three days right after picking me up from the Tanjung Aru Terminal.

I was supposed to stay at a hotel actually.. so we checked in. See the toilet seat? I felt like i was walking into some CSI scene. "This toilet bowl has been sterilized" haha..

The toilet seat again.

What did i say? Even the toiletries.. geez.

I was taking this picture while having my first poop in KK.

Check this out!!! Ryn called me jakun but hey, we don't have mini buses like this in KL. Let a van be a van, man.. Don't call it a bus!

The back view of the mini 'bus'.

We dropped by Tanjung Aru beach.. just to hang out.

Following are very narcissistic pictures of me. No need captions. It screams "ME! ME! ME!"

Even my feet..

Some pictures of the scenery on Tanjung Aru Beach..

Nice eh? If only we had clear skies like this here..

Nita here is the woman who rocked my world for the 3 whole days. She graciously invited me to stay at her place instead of the hotel. I couldn't contact her you see.. 'cos my phone was stolen and i lost all my numbers.. but Ryn and i managed to track her down in KK through a friend. Yay!

Nita and i.. at the Upperstar Cafe.

Still being vain.. and yes, people were staring.

Ryn decides to join in the fun.

After Upperstar we hopped over to Hyatt to chill at a pub there. Shanannigans i think. How the hell do you spell Sher-neh-ni-gens eh?

KK is filled with Korean tourists. Like FILLED with them. They are one hell of a funny race, man.. you see them at the beach, wearing their life jackets and snorkels.. floating around.. while trying to dive underwater. Diving with life jackets? Incredulous! At the pub, there were 6 Korean middle-aged women, say around 40 years old, dancing "provocatively" to the RnB music. It was horrible. They took a group picture and one held up her third finger while another one did the ever-kawaii 'peace' sign. Cripes! When one of their favourite songs came on, one Korean lady started literally HUMPING a guy with her legs wrapped around his waist, screaming and whooping at the top of her lungs. Needless to say, we were horrified.

Day 2.

On the 2nd day, we visited Mamutik Island. If i had it my way, i would've made the itinery for all 3 days: beach, beach, beach. But ah well..

On the boat, en route to the island..

Love Nita's tan. She was at the island a couple of days before, so she got herself a head start.

See THIS is the reason why i wanted a tan so badly. SO FECKING PALE LAR!!!

The beautiful Mamutik Island.

My feet. Haha.. like that needed introduction. See the thing on my left feet? I love it. Red, orange and yellow are my fav combo of colours. And it broke. *BWAH!!!!*

Me. Being. Melancholic.

Me. Being. Cheeky.

Me. Being. Vain.

VeryTannedNita and SlightlyTannedLily.

The mighty sand castle Ryn built. Nita and i did our part by uh.. cheering her on.

Day 3.

I don't know what to label this one as. I just realised there are too many pictures of me being vain. *heh!*

Us before jumping the boat that would bring us to Manukan Island.

The pier. Like duh..

Introducing EmmaNotSoGothic. I'm using this picture to blackmail her in college. See, usually this chick has ultra-black eyes. Full-on black eyeliner, black nails, black everything. But here.. heh.. *chuckles evilly*

We were forced to wear those bright yellow life jackets. Look like a cwa-zee banana now right?

Ryn and her darling Ovation.

*Sighs* Paradise.

A failed attempt at professional photography.

Ahh.. now THIS is an interesting picture. See the hot chick on my right? That's a Lebanon chick i met on the beach while sun bathing. Hot right? Her tan turned out so nice. Look at me.. all red. Cibai!

Emma's missing. Of course someone had to hold the camera right?

Close-up. Hehe..

So yeap.. there's my holiday. Those 3 days were the most relaxed days in my life for the past year. I'm saving up for my next holiday already. Bali, here i come!

The one with the boing-boing-boing..

2005-07-12T02:43:00.000+08:00

I know i'm bad.

I know i should blog.

And yes, i've been back since Friday.

And right now.. it's 2 hours and 46 minutes into the next Tuesday.

But the internet has been down, and then i have been out doing errands, catching up and boing-boing-boinging my way around KL, playing cho tai ti while smoking shisha.. then i got so ma-fcukingly lost in Shah Alam that i went round a roundabout 8 times while trying to decide which branch to take.

So you know lah. That means i'm too lazy to blog.

*hangs head*

Damn bad right?

It is fair to say that i usually blog while i'm bored and emo.. but now i'm still in my holiday mood so i don't exactly feel like sitting down in my room to blog?

*boing-boing-boings off*

Leaving on a jet plane..

2005-07-05T22:01:00.000+08:00

I'm leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when i'll be back again..

Aiyah.. ok ok. I do know. I'll be gone to Sabah tomorrow EARLY morning and back on Friday around midnight. Sigh..

I'm running away. From everything. I'm leaving the extra baggage in KL. It's time for some meditation and self-searching. Feel free to miss me, as i surely will miss all of you. (drama betul.. tiga hari saja also must like this).

But it's true.. i NEED a break, a much deserved one. Soothing ocean waves, warm sunlight, cool gentle breezes.. Ahh!!! Just can't wait.. *does the chicken dance*

So, see you guys in 3 days time.. *hugs*

Shit, baru teringat that i need to pack a bag to bring along. *hiaks*

In a rut..

2005-07-04T17:11:00.000+08:00

I woke up today around at 12 noon. And instantly i just wished that i could go back to sleep.

Darn! You know something is wrong when you wake up and nothing just seems to excite you anymore. Sleep is the only time i can get away from the thoughts in my head.

I'm gonna go take a poop and go back to bed. Yuppers.. Maybe this time around i'll wake up feeling a little chirpier. Cheers.

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Nothing unusual, nothing strange
Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario, the same old rain
And there's no explosions here
Then something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
Did you see it disappear?

Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
Nothing unusual, nothing's changed
Just a little older that's all
You know when you've found it,
There's something I've learned
'Cause you feel it when they take it away

Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I'm not a miracle
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere

Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me

Cripes

2005-07-03T16:20:00.000+08:00

I feel.. deeply confused.

Hello everyone. My nickname is Siren. Good.. surely everyone knows that.

BUT..

Not everyone knows the meaning behind the name.

PLEASE.. please don't tell me that i'm supposed to be that thing that goes "ee-ohh-ee-ohh" when an ambulance goes for an emergency call. Not THAT siren okay? *smacks forehead with hand*

Following is an edited conversation with [k]:

[k] : Siren..
me : Not the ambulance siren, ok?
[k] : In ancient literature, siren brought the same meaning as sex symbol. The ones that promised sexual paradise to the shipwrecked sailors.
me : *pretty darn confused by now* But but but.. aren't Sirens supposed to be the ones singing the sailors to shipwreck? (see description below)
[k] : Please lah! The real Sirens are the ones who flashed at sailors and sang to them.
me : Woi! Where got flash flash all? Just the singing lah..
[k] : You think sailors would jump out of the boats for women who merely sang? Please lah. *at this point, i'm damn horrified already*
me : Yeah what..
[k] : The sailors jumped out for boobs and butt lah. Lol.
me : No lah.. the sailors wore earplugs (as if back then got earplugs) to keep the singing out. I never heard of them wearing blindfolds.
[k] : The voice attracts, yes.. but the main reason is still boobs and butt. It's all about sex. Sirens. The whole word Siren is synonimous with sex.
me : Ok, stop already..
[k] : *still very semangatly explaining* Sailors died because they were lured to their doom by singing women who were sexy as hell. *sounds like a compliment right? Then he continues* Because the Siren has no other poe except her sensuality. *Great. Now he makes me sound like a bimbo*

A note to [k]: Sirens ARE half-bird, half-women lar.. Don't confuse me, dammit. Where got harpies.. Harpies harpies all i dunno.. but i DO know that Sirens are half-birdies. OK? *damn, that sure sounds wrong*

Extracted from the net:
Siren (mythology)
In Greek mythology, a sea nymph, half woman and half bird, who lured sailors to shipwreck along rocky coasts with her irresistable singing, before devouring them. Odysseus, on the advice of the enchantress Circe, tied himself to the mast of his ship in order to hear the sirens safely, and plugged his crew’s ears with wax.

© Research Machines plc 2005. All rights reserved. Helicon Publishing is a division of Research Machines plc.

Nah.. see or not? Try to bluff me..
*pffft*

Tagged again

2005-07-03T16:18:00.000+08:00

I've been tagged, again by Mystery Wolf. So, since i've done it before woman.. i'll just be smart and copy and paste la.. ok? haha.. and well, those i'm passing the baton to.. don't bother this time around. Cheers.

Here goes:

*Total volume of music files on my computer:
667 songs. Is that like a lot of a little?

*The last CD i bought:
Hmm... I can't think.. Shit. Oh yeah.. Groove Armada.

*Song playing right now:
Actually i wasn't playing any. For the first time, i'm sitting in silence. But to answer this question (reflex lar) i immediately opened my i-Tunes and clicked for "Just A Lil' Bit" by lima puluh sen.

Five songs i listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
I'm not telling the one that means a lot to me, so i'll settle for those i listen to a lot.
1. Hollaback Girl - Gwen Stefani
2. God Bless The Broken Road - Carrie Underwood & Rascal Flatts
3. Candleburn - Dishwalla
4. Angel - Amanda Perez
5. Elle - Hed Kandi

Five people to whom i'm passing the baton:
1. Ryn (cos i know it'd piss u off)
2. Jon, oh Jon (i wanna know what vegetarians listen to)
3. Crumb la of course (course i lap u bah)
4. Iiora (for being a frequent visitor)
5. Nicole (you've been m.i.a far too long)

WOOOO!!!

2005-07-03T16:00:00.000+08:00

FINALLY!!

I have my baby! The Canon Ixus 50, i mean.
Such a beauty.. *sighs*

BEWARE: THE PHOTO-WHORE RETURNS

A friend took a picture of my naked butt. Don't ask me how. Christening of the camera, it seems..

But delete liao :)

Hope: for better or for worse?

2005-07-01T01:57:00.000+08:00

Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torments of man.
-- Friedrich Nietzsche

Why do we hope?

Why is it that we, men and women alike, always seem to have hopes somewhere deep down inside us. May it be hopes for world peace, hopes for unrequited love, hopes for a miracle or just simply hopes for a better tomorrow. We all have hopes. I couldn't help but ask myself, why do we hope?

Despite having been through hundreds, thousands of similar heartbreaking experiences, we never seem to learn that life does not, in fact almost never, work out they way we want it to. Or so to speak, the way we hope it would.

Will we ever learn that hope is the silent enemy.. that hope is in the end, the one thing that always gets us hurt. No matter how hard we try, life will always seem to find its own way to disappoint us.

Wouldn't life be a whole lot better if we learnt to live without hope? Without hope, there wouldn't be disappointment. Without disappointment, there wouldn't be broken hearts or wasted tears.

Is it really worth it? The pain we put ourselves through only to learn that life has other plans for us? That no matter how much you hope, some things just can't be changed?

Will we ever open our eyes to see that hope is the poison we feed our souls?

The land of 'lala'ness

2005-06-29T23:36:00.000+08:00

Venue: Starbucks, Sunway Pyramid

Time: 10:30pm

Scenario:
15 noisy, irritating Ah Lians and Ah Bengs singing a Birthday song for their beloved Ah Beng friend. Very loudly. Clapping clapping hand somemore. Problem is.. they're not high school kids anymore. More than half of them were in their Ah Beng office garb, standing proudly with their bad bad haircuts, loudly cussing in chinese. I'm not against birthdays.. don't get me wrong. But HELLO.. you don't OWN the damn place.

I almost snapped when the Ah Lians started squealing and hiau-ly ran around the place smeared icing and cream all over the guys. Eww! *shudders* We're talking about adults here. Playing with your food? Just how high school is that? I'm sorry lah.. but i believe jinjang (not the place) people tend to have mentalities that mature about 10 times slower than an average educated person's. They *points a finger at the group* have just proved my point.

Tolong lah. Keep disgraceful behavior like this for the privacy of your Ah Lian homes, with your Ah Lian posters of Jay Chou and Aaron Kwok all over your Ah Lian walls, and you can have all the fun you want with your Ah Lian cake.

Verdict: Totally unacceptable behavior.

The crown of glory or crown of 'gory'?

2005-06-29T02:27:00.000+08:00

Hair.

The things we girls do and the great lengths we would go for great-looking, mirror-reflecting, shine-bursting, bouncy hair.

There's the hair mousse, hair spray, shine serum, hair cream, treatment mask, clay, mud and about a million other things. Oh mud-schmud!! Bah!

I give up.

It used to be just the shampoo and the conditioner. Now, even shampoo is confusing: revitalising, calming, beautifying, volumising, rehydrating, replenishing. Oh christ.. What IS the difference, really? If one looks in the thesaurus, he/she'd probably find majority of those words under the came category. So what's with the great variety? Oh, and can someone please tell me how to pronounce "Schwarzkopf"?

I've always wanted full, big, sexy hair. Like them Victoria's Angels.

Did you really think that the lingerie would look half as good if Adriana Lima was bald?

Hair is like the ribbon on a present. It makes or breaks the way you look. In my case, it's the latter. Damn 'sueh'..

I will never have hair like her's.

Or her's.

Well, i guess i'd have to have a decent amount of hair to begin with. *pauses* Which, i don't.. *bursts into tears*

So i guess this means no amount of hairmoussesprayshineserumcreamtreatmentmaskclaymud is gonna do me any good. This would also mean that i've wasted hundreds (or maybe thousands) of ringgits trying (in vain, mind you) to turn my few s t r a y strands into a mop of messy, out-of-bed, sexed-up, glorious looking hair. Never gonna work.

Fyi, when i wake up.. my hair's always matted at the back, the ends look stringy and i'd have 3 or 4 different partings instead of just 1. Unlike the cast of Sex and the City, who wake up looking like pure sex kittens, i wake up looking like a cat who's been in and out of a car wash, clawed its way through a typhoon and ended up sleeping in some random DBKL tong sampah.

By mid-noon, after strenous washing, conditioning, brushing, blowing and etc etc etc.. i'd probably end up looking like her. *points below*

All that blowing and still it ends up smack-flat on my head. Damn sad. On her, it might look good.. i dunno. On me, it sure doesn't. *shakes head sadly*

Glow

2005-06-28T17:33:00.000+08:00

Just doing a friend a favor :)

Calling all shufflers!
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Venue : Forum (between breakers and coffee bean, Hartamas)
Time : 2pm - 12am (10hrs)
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- Ian Ross
- Takanori
- Gary C
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wheez

2005-06-25T12:54:00.000+08:00

The big bad STRONG Siren is down!

Yeap.. silly-lily is sick. with flu.. with fever.. and a massively painful sore throat.
I missed the Juice party at Nouvo last night. Bye bye VIP passes.. someone please tell me it was a good thing i didn't go. And i had to pass on the trip to Genting today. Some new rollercoaster, i heard. *sobs* i love rollercoasters.. someone please bring me again..

I got the bug from Sue-the-Moo and MiniLini has sorethroat. Don't say anything. I KNOW!

Been at home all day yesterday. Slept 24-hours around the clock and only woke up for a miserable bowl of porridge, which i couldn't finish. Thanks for buying food though, Sue!

Btw Sue, that silly boy brought me panadols and the fever cool patch after you left. Stuck one on my forehead and put the rest in the fridge. I went to sleep and he gatal-gatal took one out and put it on HIS forehead. He woke me up to tell me it's too cold for him so he gave it to me. There i was.. with two fever cool patches. *sigh*

Eh hehe.. look at the picture of the raccoon. Haha.. the idiot reading the book upside down. Haha..

...

2005-06-22T15:17:00.000+08:00

It is very-the-fcuking-embarrassing when you call up a friend all the way in Jakarta to wish him a very Happy Birthday at midnight.

Only to have him tell you that it's still eleven pm there.

Dang timelines..

Pissing Alcohol Pt. 2

2005-06-21T23:15:00.000+08:00

Ho-kay.. let's start from the beginning. It was a hot hot sunny sunny afternoon when Sue-the-Moo and i decided to drive down to Ampang to look for MiniLini.

As you can see, it was so fcuking jam. 5 o'clock- jam. 3 o'clock also jam. So what time can we actually go out?

Thank god it wasn't me driving, so what does a bored person do in the midst of a KL traffic jam? Take photos lar..

Very the miang. Yes i know.. :)

Then i started getting reeeeall bored of the jam.

Sue got so stressed that she had to smoke. Or i guess, that could have just been an excuse to whip out another stick.

Even after we got MiniLini from her house, it was jammed all the way to Great Eastern Mall. She got quite the geram also..

Why is it so damned jam? WHY WHY WHY???

We eventually got to Great Eastern Mall where we met up with Adriano. The monkey brought Starbucks coffee into Strudels. No respect punya budak!

We brought books to read.. or at least Sue and i both brought books. Lini stuck to pictures, hence the Glamour.

I was trying to read man.. Don't freaking take a picture of me when i'm having my intellectual moment.

Haha.. that's my tongue. And Sue's hair.. I was aiming for the cheeks btw..

I know that every sentence is a one-liner. Chill la.. I can't write essays all the time you know.. This shiet is pretty tiring. Like i said in the post earlier. I am on a baaaaad hangover. My brain's malfunctioning.. my fingers aren't even synchronized with my thoughts. Bleargh..

What was seemingly an innocent evening outing turned into a disastrous night of drinking when Lini invited us to a friend's farewell party. Apparently this guy has been to Melbourne and back like a million times.. but everytime he steps off or on a plane, they just use it as an excuse to open more bottles. Geez.. Why bother with the excuses anyway?

First, we had dinner at the Royal Selangor Club. Japanese food.. order all you want okay? Yum!! Had sukiyaki and california roles and and and.. oh yum!! They ate pretty fast though.. i guess everyone just couldn't wait to start the party. The girls and i were still finishing our food when we realised that the rest of the party were missing. We found them where? On the lower floor near the field, drinking out of bottles of Black Labels. Tak sabar-sabar man this people..

Somehow we managed to get off our asses and headed over to Modesto's Bangsar. By then, i was sloshed. People who didn't know each other became brothers and best friends over the alcohol. Many "i-love-yous" were exchanged. Everyone was hugging everyone. There you go.. a typical night out drinking. Sanjay (boy who's leaving) specially bought me a Bloody Mary. Oh joy! *hugs Sanjay*

Arisha and Farah

I was posing with the ciggie.. not smoking it.

You want some?

The silly pictures we take when we're drunk

And another one..

The girls looking all pretty..

I could hardly stand straight man..

The two girls i love..

Us girls again..

And again..

I don't know why.. i just love this shot..

Aww.. :)

I was puking in the toilet by the time the bottles were empty. *puke puke puke* I was dancing like a mad cow and talking crap. You would be amazed by the shit i come up with when i'm high man.. When Modesto's was closing, i finally thought "yay.. bed". Right. So i thought.

I got into the car and found myself in Bukit Antarabangsa at Sanjay's place. And i thought i was going home! There we were 6 or 7 cars (i couldn't bloody well count at that point right?) outside his HUGE mansion waiting to drink again. We drove past his 25 human-eating dogs and walked up 4 flights to the private bar where they opened another few bottles. Just looking at the bottles made me wanna throw up all over again, so being smart.. i just kept pretending i was still high even though i was pretty sober by then. I walked around like a drunkard, kept losing my shoes, changed the songs every few seconds and kept dancing around like there was no tomorrow. Somehow, i managed to avoid having to drink again.

You know what? I think this is it. Enough of drinking. Seriously.. too much to handle. In the end, who drove home? Yeah. ME.

If I were..

2005-06-21T19:18:00.000+08:00

If I were a color, I'd be hot bloody ruby red, because I am passionate, aggressive and fiery..

If I were a car, I'd be a new driver's 2 year old car, because I'd have dents and bruises from mistakes that were made and accidents gone wrong, but i'd be strong enough to know that i can still go a long way..

If I were a number, I'd be 1, because i'll be the first number every young child will learn. That and also the fact that i'm as thin as the number 1..

If I were an animal, I'd be a tiger. Wild, fierce and afraid of no one..

If I were a building, I'd be a nightclub. Loud, exciting and oozing with energy..

If I were a dance, I'd be the Salsa because it's sexy, very intimate and super sensual..

If I were a song, I'd be "Hollaback Girl" by Gwen Stefani because it's so catchy, so cute and so one-of-a-kind..

If I were a flower, I'd be the Naked Lady Lily. Muahaha.. just because i like the way it sounds..

If I were a country, I'd be Italy, because it's dreamy and romantic, with many stories left untold..

If I were a monster, I'd be Mike Wazowski from Monsters Inc. because I'm short and annoying like he is..

If I were an element, I'd be fire, definitely, because then if you annoy me, I'd burn you alive. If i like you, I'll keep things warm and bright for you..

If I were a penis, I'd make sure I remember to wash up before and during dates..

And if I were me, I'd be me.

:: taken and adapted from nicole's.

Pissing Alcohol

2005-06-21T19:08:00.000+08:00

I was so blardy drunk last night. Supposed to go for Strudels, have dinner in Alexis Ampang then come home. Perfectly innocent outing. Don't know how we somehow ended up in 3 different locations. Drinking, drinking, drinking. Right up to 5am. Jeezus..

I'm too tired and hangover-ish to write man.. when i finally upload the drunkard pictures.. you'll get what i mean.

Petaling Street & 1/2

2005-06-20T15:04:00.000+08:00

Never attempt to peruse around in Petaling Street unless you are ready to face the all-too-familiar circumstances, which I'm sure everyone is aware of. Unfortunately, me and posse suffered an instatiable hunger for road side food, a tremendous spiritual force urged us to think of the Holy Food Haven in the heart of KL. Tralala. Despite the meagre amount of direction provided by MiniLini's BF, we managed to find our way there. A feat to which we celebrated in style over a plate of Yee Mee and Pan Mee.

I took the liberty of pointing out Sue-The-Moo's uncanny taste in music. All three of us hovered over the VCD stall, there were generous displays of the latest CD's on one side and a pile of rejected, dejected and ejected ones. Guess which side was she on. In her hands laid Il Divo, Josh Groban(fighting urge to excurgigate), Ray Charles and some dead singer whom I'm not obliged to remember. Well, we can't have that happening now can we? Not that i'm against these singers, but this woman lives on these slow slow stuff alone. How can? We made her buy some contemporary cds and before you know it, we paid for our purchases and her with a better selection in hand.

Geniuses we are not, because whilst we remembered to ask for directions on how to get there, we neglected the question on how to get home. Anyway, tripping up and down the highway, making all the wrong turns imaginable, by the grace of the divine we managed to trample upon the road leading back to Ampang. Tada.

So anyway, PS is done. Tis time for supper! People should make it a point to make supper a compulsory meal. I had the infamous burger sepah and Sue-The-Moo had two cans of beer. Hehe. There we were, three of us plopped in front of MiniLini's Mac watching Sex In The City. A night well spent, I say :)

Oh! Before I forget, I'd like to correct the common misconception that all cops are corrupt. Last night, on our way back to Subang, our car got waived down at the road block. At this point, everyone would be doing checklists on the possible violations- seatbelts? Check. Tinting? Not that dark also. Alcohol breath? Shudder.. But as it turns out, we were doing a 104KM/h on an 80KM/h highway. Wind down windows please.. does the 'check the license' thingy and tells us the fine will cost us 300 bucks. He then asks if we're students and if we could afford the summon. Well, generally one would assume that he's asking for a bribe, right? Rasuah wat.. they're famous for that. I was put to shame when he just smiled and said "Kalau student, cakap saja sorry, i bagi lepas". In english, that would mean "if you're a student, just say sorry and i'll let you go." WHOAH! That's a first.

So maybe there is hope after all in this corrupt world of ours.

editor's note: i didn't write that, guys. she did. *points finger at sue-the-moo*. my england not so powderful one.. tralalalala..

Ready . Get set . Go

2005-06-20T02:47:00.000+08:00

I have my flight tickets booked. My tanning oil ready to go. Bikini? Check. Awesome beach body? Uh.. skip. *blushes*

Sabah, here i come. Sun, Sea, Sand..

I swear.. NOTHING makes me happier than being on the beach, facing the ocean, listening to Hed Kandi, sipping a Bloody Mary and getting a glowing golden tan. At least i'm hoping it'd end up being a nice golden tan.

Great. Now i just have to make sure i get the dates right and wake up in time for my 7am flight. Darn.

** Blardy hell.. don't start celebrating so soon, people. I'm only leaving on the 6th of July. Geez.. Have some mercy.

Painting the town in rainbow colors

2005-06-19T15:39:00.000+08:00

It's the holiday!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~!!!!

You know what that means.. *nods head vigorously*. Parties. Alcohol. *sighs of ecstacy*

I swear that i don't drink. Gimme a couple of shots and it's down, down, down i go. The past week however has been crazy. I blame it all on Sue-the-Moo. It all started when a friend gave me a bottle of Dewars. I asked him "why?".. he said, "just for fcuks". Okay.. Then it was the Black Label Sue-the-Moo had to buy for the barbeque. Then she brought the bottle of red wine. Which made me go buy my own white wine. My house is filled with bottles of liquor. One month ago.. all you'd find here are soft drinks and cans of tomato juice. (I can hear some people go "eww!")

Every single night of last week ended up with me pissing alcohol. *faints*

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Thursday, 16th June

The girls and i went for Ghetto Heaven on Thursday to meet up wit Kash who's back from Perth for the hols. We were late.. as usual. So we had to pay for cover. Imagine that. Girls having to pay for cover on Ladies' Night. What's with the time limit anyway? They should know that girls have to take their time to look good right?

Well anyway, MiniLini and Sue-the-Moo didn't want to pay the 30 bucks for cover. Apparently it was way too expensive and off their budget. Broke and poor mah.. what to do right?

They ended up buying a bottle of Black Label. *sighs in exasperation* Didn't they just say that they were tight on cash? I wasn't complaining though. Haha.. I guess we people find any excuse possible to buy bottles. Oh well.. Money well spent.

Picture A.

Picture B. Haha.. Can you "spot the difference?"

The rugrats.

Ain't she just so cute?

Sue-the-Moo is a pro at taking pictures while driving. Welcome to the Photo-slut club, Sue.

WHAT? I'm not vain.. i just wasn't driving.. and i was bored.. so... *trails off*

I know what you're thinking. Where's the pic of Kash? Ahh.. i was too lazy to bring the cam into the club so.. no picture loh. Hehe. Smart hor? Zouk was PACKED to the max. THAT i didn't like. Try dancing on the podium and having bitches who can't dance pushing you off with their huge-ass umm.. asses. Iyerr.. not fun. It was crazy. Ran into so many Limkokwing students. Walking to the restroom was like squeezing your way through a wild stampede of elephants. Towards the second-half of the night, the music went from pretty-good to awfully-outdated. Mr. DJ ran out of songs i guess.. and that's when i started yawning. Wished i was in some chill-out bar instead. But i guess it's the company that counts. The girls were great fun so that made up for everything. Try having a drunk MiniLini telling you repeatedly that she loves you. And then she starts kissing you, smearing her lipgloss all over your cheeks. Fun right?

The after-party. See what i mean by Sue becoming a photo-slut too?

Me a tad red and tipsy..

This was supposed to be a picture of me la.. but as you can see.. Sue-the-Slut just HAD to be in it somewhere.

This one major classic photo la.

The boys whom we met up with..

The night ended deliciously though. The boys and their huge huge gang of friends brought us to Jalan Alor for some nasty BBQ chicken wings, Lala, Hokkien Mee and Fried Rice. Scrumptious! I swear to God.. it beats cold mamak food anytime. I went home full, happy and contented.

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Friday, 17th June

Sue-the-Moo and i decided to pay MiniLini a visit in Ampang. Dunno why.. this week damn semangat to drive around.

Sue and I in Lini's room. She has a french window dammit.. Lucky girl.. :/

Had dinner at Suzi's in Ampang. It's just a mamak stall and a western food stall side by side but it's a pretty famous place i'd say. Awesome tomyam. I felt like i was in some 'Sex and the City' episode. We were having dinner.. while talking about men and sex. Seriously. During food.

We came up with the conclusion that it is never fun to swallow. And i don't mean the dinner.

Next, we went to KLCC to chill out at Shrooms.

On the escalator also can find time to take pictures.

For that night, we decided to stay off alcohol and be good girls. Must have moderation in everything we do, no?

Alcohol? Nah..

MiniLini smiling for the camera.

Sue-the-Moo giving her "i'm-pretending-that-i-am-not-aware-of-the-camera" pose.

Sue and i had a mocha shake and a virgin mary each. Lini ended up with some weird alcoholic cocktail again. I give up.

It's made up of tomato juice, tobasco sauce, and spices. Haha..

Wonder what they're looking at..

Uh.. Yeah.

And of course, some tongue action.

The live band playing at Shrooms was awesome. Those people can sing man.. When one girl opened her mouth, i was amazed at how strong her voice was. Definitely worth the drive. But when they started playing "Bring Me To Live" by Evanescence, it made me realise that it doesn't matter how well you can sing, if you wanna do jazz, stick to it. She even tried rapping and grinding to the guy's part. Awful..

I'm definitely broke. I can't keep going out and ordering expensive drinks like this everyday. Have to stick to mamak stores from now on.

I've to go now. Gotta get ready to meet the girls to go shopping at Petaling Street. Eh.. Cheap stuff wat.. *geez*

The electronic toys of a photo-slut

2005-06-19T15:00:00.000+08:00

Everyone knows i lost my camera. Or rather.. some assholes stole it from me. It was a beautiful Canon Ixus 40. Worked my ass off 2 bloody months to buy it. GRRR!!!

Anyway, daddy dearest is getting me a new one now. Which one ah?? Which one?

There's the Canon Ixus 700.

And also the Sony DCR-T7. Many have been telling me to go for the Canon.. better quality.. bla bla bla. BUT but but.. just LOOK at the Sony..

So FARKING slim.. ARGH!! Like carrying a credit card around wei..
and the screen's bigger. But it's 5 megapixels la. Not 7. But who needs 7 anyway rite?

Choices.. Choices.

i BEH TAHAN liao..

Roadtrip

2005-06-10T00:58:00.000+08:00

The writer will be missing for 3 days. She apologizes if she's missed but Penang needs her. Her loyal fans are welcomed to await her return with bated breath.

Psst: links will be completed soon.

I've been tagged

2005-06-09T18:52:00.000+08:00

The title says it all. I'm gonna kill that woman for sending this to me but never mind. I'm a good sport. I changed it again to my version. Hello.. where got people listen to ringtones eh? Weird..

Here goes:

*Total volume of music files on my computer:
667 songs. Is that like a lot of a little?

*The last CD i bought:
Hmm... I can't think.. Shit. Oh yeah.. Groove Armada.

*Song playing right now:
Actually i wasn't playing any. For the first time, i'm sitting in silence. But to answer this question (reflex lar) i immediately opened my i-Tunes and clicked for "Just A Lil' Bit" by lima puluh sen.

Five songs i listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
I'm not telling the one that means a lot to me, so i'll settle for those i listen to a lot.
1. Hollaback Girl - Gwen Stefani
2. God Bless The Broken Road - Carrie Underwood & Rascal Flatts
3. Candleburn - Dishwalla
4. Angel - Amanda Perez
5. Elle - Hed Kandi

Five people to whom i'm passing the baton:
1. Ryn (cos i know it'd piss u off)
2. Jon, oh Jon (i wanna know what vegetarians listen to)
3. Crumb la of course (course i lap u bah)
4. Iiora (for being a frequent visitor)
5. Nicole (you've been m.i.a far too long)

Great. I'm done.. I'm off for dinner and to watch the gorgeous Angelina Jolie kick Brad Pitt's ass.

Making the headlines

2005-06-09T18:49:00.000+08:00

Serial Masturbator Elaine Tham arrested.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

KUALALUMPUR, CHERAS -- Elaine Tham was promptly arrested after Jim-Bob, a bathroom attendant, walked in on what appeared to be Tham masturbating in the restroom, once again.

"I've warned her many many times", said Jim-Bob. "And I'm sick of cleaning up the mess left behind. I wouldn't have called the police if she just cleaned up after herself. Now she can masturbate as much as she wants, in jail!"

Tham is currently facing charges for exposing herself in public. If convicted, Tham could be sentenced with up to 5 years in prison, a $25,000 fine, as well as becoming a registered sex offender.

::the original news article::

RSVP

2005-06-09T12:41:00.000+08:00

In response to that post, this is what Crumb had to say:

cacatcibaipantatniamagehaitiunyasenghamkachanlanciao

Merci :)

Bits and pieces of crumbs

2005-06-08T19:05:00.000+08:00

Crumb is a lanciau.

- _-

She always says she wants to go out with me. But she never does. I'm angry.

****

I knew this woman in primary school. Then in ballet school when we went to separate high schools. Then had to bump into her again in college. Damn sueh right? When i saw her in LUCT it was too late to switch college already.

Ling-ku-pau is very nice. I'll leave her out of this.

I just had a chat with Crumb on msn and now i'm thinking of reason why i still bother talking to her. I mean, wth right? After the way she treated me.

Reasons why i shouldn't like Crumb.

1. She talks cock all the time.

2. She has legs that go on for miles.

3. She dances real well. Better than me.

4. She thinks she is damn funny la. (Actually she is.. but don't tell her i said that ok?)

5. She always comes up with damn nice posts and always looks like she's enjoying herself so much. (Mahai.. like so free like that.)

6. Very vain la she. Always take picture, take picture. Somemore all take of herself. (Leh ma.. you think everybody want to look at your face meh?)

She didn't JUST happen to look like a retard. Trust me :/

An example of Crumb's vanity.

I don't know where i'm going with this. Damn.. it sure sounds like i'm praising her, ainnit? Cilaka..

Crumb.. when i come visit you in Melbourne or take that trip to Hong Kong together.. you die!

psst: that one all drama only. I had nothing to post about.. Actually i lap you veli veli much one ok? Hehe.. xoxo.

Tick-tock

2005-06-08T02:32:00.000+08:00

Today saw me finishing my last and only exam paper for this sem. I. Am. Done. WOOHOO!!!

Now let's just hope i pass. *looks down*

The night saw me driving around Sunway and USJ. Sigh.

I was late for a free movie in TGV Sunway. Gwen was relatively calm, thank God. I guess that was because they ticket was free and it was for a show called "Ghost Train". As Gwen put it "Haiya, all ghost movies also the same one ler. Must have a girl with white white skin and long long black hair." I beg to digress but it sure sounded like a perfect description of one of those "dove" ad girls.. pure fair skin and long black hair. She had a point though. Ever seen a Korean or Japanese ghost story with a tanned skinned, short haired girl? Gwen continues, "And the kwai lou, they're already so fair.. so when they become ghosts, they become see-through. Like Casper like that". Haha.. yes, so i've noticed.

What was i saying? Oh yes. Driving. It took us half an hour to get from USJ to Pyramid. we reached only to realise that i had to go home to get something. It was another half an hour drive to USJ. Do take note that by now, is it almost an hour into the movie. From USJ, it took us around 40 minutes to get back to Pyramid. GRRRRRRR!!!

HARLOW!!! USJ is right next to Pyramid. And it took us THAT long to go to and fro. Trust me, you don't wanna be choking to death in USJ and be waiting for an ambulance to come from SJMC. You're better off bitting off your tongue, rather than to die a slow painful death.

Anyway, we missed the show. Not that i really mind, bearing in mind that it will be another typical korean movie. Why do they keep making dumb movies? Because we wankers buy tickets to watch it, dammit! *slaps hand on forehead*

Been playing Zuma for the past hour. It is so irritating (arrghh!) when you've gone so far and it's a game over. Then ma-hai.. must start all over again. Imagine failing too many exams in college and being sent back to primary one. Hellish! I think i'm getting a little addicted to it. It helps me fall asleep.. haha. I can feel my eyelids getting heavier by the second.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Saturday night fever

2005-06-07T00:49:00.000+08:00

It's a little over-dated but here's some insight to my wonderful leisure weekend. FTV major presentation was done on Friday. Despite having to sit for an exam tomorrow, i decided that my tiny-scrawny-sore body deserved a little time-out and TLC.

Saturday night saw Gwen, Jasmine and i pigging out on steamboat in Kepong. (Yes, i know. Again! No steamboat, i die ahh i tell u) We were then joined by Seen (Jas's bf) and Sue-the-Moo. The food was delicious, or at least i always think it is. Anyone needs a little insight on steamboat, please feel free to come up to me.

Then the alcoholics decided that a night without liquor would never be complete. (Yes Sue, i'm talking about you) We hopped and we skipped our way to Red Chamber in Bangsar. (Of course we drove la. Mahai.. you think i'm that free to hop and skip all the way meh?) I was craving for my dosage of shisha but the damned place was full. I thought shisha wasn't as bad as ciggies but thanks Gwen. You had to spoil it for me la woman.. :/ Since Red Chamber was packed, we hopped and we skipped (this time we really hopped and we really skipped) to Alexis the Bar. It is a nice place, i must say. Classier than Red and they actually serve Bloody Mary with a celery stick as a stirrer. Cheapskates at Red don't do that.

Despite that, i like Red cos it's real chill out and cos it's dim and nice to sit on the floor with tons of puffy pillows and cushions around me. Then cos it's dim and cos i'm sitting on the floor, i can sit and spread my legs as wide as i want to *beams happily*. Then when i realise that there are people actually staring with their mouths wide open, i can cover up the obscenities with the millions of cushions around. (Yay! Clever hor?) *claps hand gleefully* What did you think i'd do? Close my legs and sit properly like a girl? *pffft!*

Anyway, Nazrul joined us in Alexis and since it was his birthday days ago.. i bought him a flaming lamborghini. (Not the car larr.. the drink, silly) I was broke, okay? One was all i could afford. Sorry, dude. Anyway, Nazrul.. you're old. No denying that. Tee-hee.. it was real fun having you around despite your aging :)

Us trying to make him look good. Whoops! I meant him make us look good. Dammit!

Check out the cool effects. Loves it!

Girls just wanna have fun.. haha.

Burp-day boy

2005-06-06T00:00:00.000+08:00

Dear Adrian,

Here's a little publicity for you :)

Happy birthday!!!

May you have many many happy days this year. You now owe me one burger sepah. Thank you!!!

Yours truly,
Yoda.

The thin commandments

2005-06-05T22:43:00.000+08:00

1. Bread is the Devil. Stay away from him.

2. Thou shall eat no other food besides peas.

3. Thou shalt not swear falsely by the name of our Lord, Ally McBeal.

4. Remember to vomit and keep it holy.

5. Honor your oversized sweaters, for they will keep everyone from noticing your bones.

6. You shall not binge without purging.

7. You shall not commit to breakfast, lunch or snacking.

8. You shall not eat.

9. You shall not bear falls witness against your cankles.

10. You shall not covet a fatty's body.

Me being very free, started net surfing. Okay, maybe not exactly free.. but i was just looking for means of procrastinating my ftv budget report. Damn, i hate this part of being a producer in the team. But anyway, as i was saying.. i was surfing the net.

Somehow, i was linked to another link which brought me to another link to supposedly Lindsay Lohan's blogpage. (somewhat like elaine's story of how she knew this friend who knew that friend's friend who was the sister to the uncle's daughter). Obviously, it wasn't her site but some people still buy that shit *laughs out loud*.

I was disturbed by some pictures posted up though. Here's one of Eva Herzigova looking all healthy and beautiful.

And yet another one of her looking absolutely gorgeous.

Then, she had to go think that she needed to lose some weight. *gasp!*

I mean, i just personally don't get it. Here i am, trying to stuff myself silly to put on weight and there they are.. beautiful people trying to look like walking, talking dried-up skeletons. Does she even think she looks good? Weird though, despite being so god-damn skinny, she still somehow manages to have boobs. Wahlau! I tell you ah.. i will never understand how the universe or for that matter, the human body works. *starts stuffing tissue paper into bra*

Ahh, so this is how they all stay so slim..

Smooches

2005-06-05T19:01:00.000+08:00

I'm sorry. If you're annoyed by the multiple quiz-for-fun-thingies.. you can just scroll down and skip it. I'm just bored. But what can you do anyway, it's MY blog! *evil laugh*

Part Romantic Kisser

For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance
You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea
The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood
It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet

Part Passionate Kisser

For you, kissing is about all about following your urges
If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story
You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses
A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Dirty talk grin

2005-06-05T18:37:00.000+08:00

Your Porn Star Name is: Tight Cherry

Get your own Porn Star Name

Boobie talk

2005-06-05T18:34:00.000+08:00

Your Boobies' Names Are: Betty and Veronica

Get your own Boobie Names

My rurrve type

2005-06-05T18:19:00.000+08:00

Your #1 Love Type: INFJ

The Protector

In love, you strive to have the perfect relationship.
For you, sex is nearly a spiritual experience, a bonding of souls.

Overall, you have high expectations for any relationship you're in.
However, you tend to hold back a part of yourself.

Best matches: ENTP and ENFP

Your #2 Love Type: INFP

The Idealist

In love, you crave a long term, harmonious relationship.
For you, sex doesn't come quickly - it takes time for you to open up.

Overall, you are supportive, nurturing, and expressive.
However, you tend to be shy and protective of your personal space.

Best matches: ENFJ and ESFJ

What's Your Love Type?

Great! Now i sound like a nun :o/ hooray..!

Can you feel the heat?

2005-06-04T19:01:00.000+08:00

Since we have the men, we should have the women too. Honestly, sometimes i wonder if i have lesbian tendencies. I can imagine some of you cringing already. But no.. it's just that i spend waaay more time looking at women than i do with men. *shrugs* Here are those whom i personally think are the
HOTTEST WOMEN ON EARTH!

Adriana Lima. The woman i dream i could look like. She's brazillian and models for Victoria's Secret and Guess?. No, people.. puh-leese.. this is not a porn site okay? She hardly models with clothes on, so watdaya want me to do? She's perfect by me.. the hair eyes mouth tanned skin body.. Some people are just so lucky.

Alessandra Ambrioso. Another one of the beautiful people from Victoria's Secret. Yes, she's brazillian too. Can i change my nationality please? Would that make me look like them? Har-har..

Just a shot of them WITH clothes on. Such a rare pleasure *smirks*

Sophia Bush. She looks hot-effortlessly. You'd probably know her from One Tree Hill and sob sob.. she gets to marry Chad Michael Murray. HOW UNFAIR!!!

Rachel Bilson from The OC. Makes looking sexy so easy. Must be the hair.. Notice how all of them have this out-of-bed, massively sexed-up hair? *fumbles looking around for hairstyle magazines*

And of course la.. that darling from Smallville. Kristen Kreuk. Now she is what i call beautiful. You can get lost in those eyes..

Kate Bosworth from Blue Crush. She may not be sexy, in-your-face hot. But she is very very pretty..

Charlize Theron. She has to be here somewhere.

Eva Longoria. She's SOO cute.. and SOO hot. That tiny super hot body. How can she be a desperate housewife?

And of course, i kept the last two spaces for two of my all-time favourites. Jessica Alba.

and Angelina Jolie. If u notice, i have a thing for full lips and big sexy hair. Don't need much explaining why i had to put them here.. :) *sigh*

Men I drool over :)

2005-06-04T18:56:00.002+08:00

Oohkay. So i'm bored. And i just wanted to post something with a lot of photos, just to keep up wit my reputation as the photoslut. I didn't have any nice pictures of myself (i said photoslut, not photogenic) so i figured.. why not post some pictures of people whom i think are so so so HOT! Besides, teehee.. you guys said i should post something that'll generate a lot of comments if i want them, so here you go.

HOTTIE ALERT!!!

Chad Michael Murray. *sigh* I mean, did you even watch him in One Tree Hill and the latest House of Wax? I swear, Lini and i were just sitting there throughout the movie drooling at him. That face.. that body. GRRR!!!

Tom Welling and his smile. Don't you just melt every single time he shows his perfect, white pearlies in Smallville? I know i do.

Usher. 'Nuff said. I'm not a huge fan but i mean look at that body, what more when he dances.. he just oozes sexuality so i'll put him in my list.

Tyrese. It's the body again. I fell in love with him in 2 Fast 2 Furious and after i heard his voice in 'How You Gonna Act Like That' and 'Signs of Love Making', i couldn't help but swoon.

Scott Speedman when he was in xXx 2.

Pharell .. Who'd disagree, huh? YUMMY!!!

Paul Walker from The Skulls and Fast and Furious. He's oh-so-cute. Even when he's just chillin' in jeans and t-shirts.

Orlando Bloom . Well, again i'm not a huge fan. But in some movies, he does make your heart skip a beat..

Jared Padalecki. I can hardly remember his name usually.. but i guess most of us will always remember him as Dean from Gilmore Girls. He didn't look half bad in House of Wax, but of course with Chad (ooh, first name basis konon o_O) there, he had to take second place.

My favourite joker of all time: Seth from The OC. But of course, he has a real name: Adam Brody.

Blast from the past.

2005-06-04T18:30:00.000+08:00

These are just a few of the pictures taken during the steamboat gala..
Featuring moi.. the one they call 'the photoslut'.

This is the woman they call my alien twin sister.

People say we look alike. Do we? Do we? Do we?

And THIS.. of course. My favourite picture of the night, nicely photoshopped by Jon the vegetarian. Most of my friends were puzzled just trying to figure out what we were doing. EGGBLOWING!!!!!!!!!!! woohoo... I'm going for steamboat again soon (yes, I know) and hehe.. I might try converting more egg blowers.

OVER!!!

2005-06-03T20:21:00.000+08:00

WOOOHOOO!!!!!!!!!!! it's over. finally. (oh, please.. forgive the absence of capital letters and etc. i'm just too freaking tired)

We had our final movie presentation today. it was awesome. they loved our movie. roslina and hazlin both had only praises for us while joe... *snicker* he was so surprised that for once, he had nothing to say. joe: just cos we called you last night for some advice doesn't imply that we're doing our work last minute, okay? we're just being conscientious. fyi, we started off 2 weeks before anyone else. everyone.. do i look like a slacker to you? do i? do i? do i?

I know.. i know. i sound a little over-excited, a little over-the-top.. but bear with me. we've been anticipating this for the entire sem and to see our hard work pay off.. is just the best feeling in the world. there WAS a downside though..

I was late for presentation. i so cannot believe myself. i woke up at 8am.. to get ready to be in college by 10. somehow.. i managed to be late. walked in at 10.20am to find that my group, which HAD to be the 1st group just finished presentation. it was crap! not only do i lose marks for not being there for presentation (joe was being kind enough not to give me a total zero for presentation) but i missed out on all the praises? AARGGHHH~~!!!!!

But it's all good. i guess i have enough marks there for him to minus.. *dances around like a chihuahua on ecstacy* FTV is so tough. just when you think you've gave it your best shot and did a damn good job.. you find out it still was not good enough. joe was happy with the class.. announcing that he was pleasantly surprised by our work this sem.. he said we were all pretty good compared to other classes and that he had no issues with us. he then had to go and say.. "oh yeah.. highest grade will probably be a C for you guys. not bad". a WHAT?? a C??!!!!! he was smiling like an angel when he said this. apparently he thinks that is a very good grade. i felt like crying despite having presented the best movie. *bangs head on the wall*

i think i'll just go and sleep now. headache.. headache..!!!

A note from the busy blogger

2005-05-26T00:45:00.000+08:00

I'm too tired. Too stuck with work. Overworking, undersleeping and deprived. Haha.. so I figured, if u're interested in reading about the grand steamboat and the millions of jokes we had.. do feel free to hop over to elaine's blog or ryn's blog. For loads of nice pictures taken, head over to jon's.. So sorry people.. but the woman here has to prioritize :) I'll give u my two cents worth later..

xoxo.

Steamboat Galore

2005-05-21T15:11:00.000+08:00

Dear (please insert name here),

Miss Alien Lily
requests the honour of your presence
at the inaugural steamboat gala
the grand hybrid of fishballs, vege and meat of all sorts
on Saturday, the 21st of May
two thousand and five
at eight o' clock in the evening
at Pulau Ketam Steamboat
Bandar Menjalara, Kepong
52100, Kuala Lumpur.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Today is gonna be a long day spent driving. By six, I'd have to have left my place in USJ. Following is the route I'd have to take as Pak Mat of the day:

1. Vista Prima, Puchong - pick the gentle Miss Iin
2. Sutramas, Puchong - pick the jolly, always smiling Master Jon
3. Brickfields (Name of condo unknown) - pick The Crazy One, and The Twins
4. LUCT Mayang Campus - pick Lady Elaine, who will huff and puff us away if we're late.
5. The Steamboat Haven, Kepong - to eat, of course.
(Hopefully Lady Elaine will know her way around by now and can drive her way home)
6. Back to Brickfields
7. Back to Sutramas, Puchong
8. Back to Vista Prima, Puchong
9. Finally back to USJ, where I can finally jump into bed and slide off to LaLaLand

Nicole, Karis and Ling.. you've absence will be missed. I hope.

Here's a cheer to a good night out.

King of pain.

2005-05-21T13:25:00.000+08:00

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
There's a black-winged gull with a broken back
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running around my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

-- Sting

The simple life

2005-05-21T12:12:00.000+08:00

If you're expecting some Paris Hilton scoop.. I'm sorry. You can get that in a bookstore for twenty bucks. I would like to think that this post has a little more depth than that skanky, butt-crack-flashing, originally-brunette-turned-blonde hoe.

As I was buying dinner yesterday night, I watched two little girls entertaining themselves as their mom bought them food. They were young, cute.. presumably about 5 and 7 years old. They were just playing around with a little self-made ball made out of pandan leaves. Nothing much, just a homemade toy. They shrieked with joy when their mom presented them with an ice-cream each. No, it wasn't even Haagen-Dazs.. it was just some random cheap local ice-cream (no offense to the local food industry though).

They looked so.. happy.

It struck me then how far we've come from being grateful and happy with the simple things in life. Now, nothing is ever good enough. When we have chicken rice.. we want sushi and caviar. When we have sleek, slim cd players.. we want mini Ipods (I know I do). When we have an A.. we want an A+. When we have a reliable Proton Wira.. we want a Porsche Carrera GT.

As we grow older, it seems like it's more and more difficult to please ourselves. It seems like being happy is such a arduous task. In fact, it gets even more frustrating because being angry, sad and disappointed seems to come so easily to us. No? You don't think so? Then I guess you truly are lucky. It's just me then. I'd give anything to feel the way I felt when I was younger. When life was simpler. Times when we hurt each other, regardless if it was intentional or not.. and saying a simple sorry or giving a sincere smile was all it took to mend things. Times when our biggest sin was copying the add maths solutions off someone else's book. I miss those days.

Is it really necessary to feel sad before we can truly learn how to be happy? Will we ever find ourselves in that serene state of mind again? Is being simply happy really that difficult?

The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely and unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.
-- Anne Frank.

Fee-youuuu

2005-05-20T21:24:00.000+08:00

Shan and I went to the restaurant downstairs to 'ta-pau' dinner. I was holding three packets of rice when we entered the lift. A middle aged couple walked out. We walked in. Pressed the floor button and let the doors close.

We realised too late that the lift reeked of fart. We were trapped. Frantically I tried getting out of the lift but it wouldn't open. I held my breath from the lower ground all the way to the third floor and I think I nearly died from suffocation. Shan looked somewhat 'green'.

WTF!

And Fariz thought the food tasted good. *snickers*

Grass on the other side

2005-05-20T19:43:00.000+08:00

I'm hungry. I'm bored waiting for my friends whom I knew would be late. I'm dying to play dota. In the meanwhile, I guess what I can do is blog.

Entry of the day

1. I'm vertically-challenged. Don't wanna say the 'S' word.
2. I'm skinny.
3. I'm skinny. (Where art thou curves?)
4. I have horrendous, ghastly-looking eyebags.
5. I don't like my teeth.
6. I'm not the smartest person around.
7. I'm never on time.
8. I can't draw.
9. I'm not photogenic. Or maybe that's just an excuse for looking bad.

Pardon me, this may sound like a self-pitying entry. It not. I'm not fishing for compliments and I am not asking you to comfort me and tell me that I'm the most beautiful person on earth. It's fine. Really.. *puts hand on heart*

It's just that I've been thinking. Isn't it true how we always look at others and go "Sigh.. how I wish I had her body/face" or "Damn she can sing. I would never sound like that in a million years". I've been there.. You've been there.. We've all been there.

Despite how beautiful/good looking/smart/talented/popular we are.. we will never stop wishing we were somehow 'better'. I do not wish that I was someone else. I am truly happy to be who I am.. but aren't there times when we wished we had that other person's traits? No matter how hard we try, I've learnt that we will never be no.1. There will always be someone prettier, someone smarter, someone taller, someone nicer.

I compare myself with others. Sometimes people tell me I'm too hard on myself. Growing up, I've always strived to be the best. In everything. I was like the icon for "kiasu-ism". *shakes head* Everything I wanted, I got. Someone once asked me two years back, if I had things in life I regretted. I said no. It was an honest answer. Somehow, I guess I had life easy. I was gutsy and I was confident. I did everything I wanted to do and came out victorious. I had the ego of Mount Everest and I thought no one could ever bring me down.

Till one day, I learnt that some things just aren't meant to be. Some things, those you want most badly.. maybe, just maybe were never meant to be yours.

**The writer is at this point interrupted by screams and door banging. Apparently, the latecomers have finally arrived. The writer apologizes for the abrupt end but hey.. it doesn't sound THAT bad. If she feels like it, she may consider continuing the babble some other time.

The red button pt. 2

2005-05-18T23:29:00.000+08:00

Ahh.. there's that zoom-in on the letter that I missed out.

The red button

2005-05-18T20:07:00.000+08:00

I got this letter last Friday. Apparently among all the many many ambassadors that got the letter, I had the most relaxed response. I was just like "oh, okay". Yeah well.. when 2/3 of us get the same letter, what are they gonna do? Sack everyone?

Okay.. anyway.. See that part I highlighted? Apparently that's my biggest sin. Ohm. Hehe... So much for thinking I'm smart. I tend to avoid picking up calls from college numbers. So I won't have to go for extra duties. Unless I need to or feel like it. I have the college number as "uh-oh" in my phone so you can guess just how often I press the red button when I see that name flash on the screen. There was once my FTV lecturer Joe tried calling me to tell me he had my pencil case which I carelessly left in the FTV lab. What did Lily do? Yes.. *nods head vigorously*. You got it.. I pressed the red button. Tee-hee.. And the call came as I was rushing about the lab looking for my pencil case. Thank God he was kind enough to leave me a voice message. I got back my pencil case and promised myself I was never going to cancel calls again.

I had a call from "uh-oh" this morning. What did I do? *looks down* I pressed the red button. So much for learning from mistakes.

The power of persuasion..

2005-05-18T19:22:00.000+08:00

I'm good. Hahahaha.. I managed to convince Ryn to come along on Saturday for the steamboat.
*throws fist in the air*

This is how the conversation went.

Me: Don'tsa care. You come.
Ryn: I can imagine you going like "please ryn! please~!"
Me: *rolls eyes*
Ryn: Hehehe.. I'll come. I'll come.
Me: Hehe.. ookay. okay.
Ryn: I don't wanna sit next to Miss Blabber. I don't want her tempias to fly in my soup.
Me: Ok fine. You can sit with me. Don't start begging.
Ryn: If you guys put pork in the soup, then I can't eat already.
Me: We won't. Skipping that.
Ryn: Thing is Elaine needs to eat an entire boar.
Me: Hahahahahhahahahahah...
Ryn: So.. she might wanna dunk the whole pig in the soup.

Three words. Ha. Ha. Ha.

I foresee myself ending up in the soup :/

Cough cough

2005-05-17T11:08:00.000+08:00

I've been to the clinic more times this year than i have in all 20 years of my life. It's so weird.. especially since all my life I've nver missed classes in school. Primary school = 6 years. Attendance complete. Secondary school = 5 years. Attendance complete. Freaky, but true.

College= so far 2 and a half years. Complete slacker. I either oversleep or I truly am sick. Which is almost all the time. Tonsilities, cough for months, flu, gastric, bronchitis, footoolitis, lipsofitus, haha.. you name it. Names I've never heard before. It's all in my clinic card.

Honestly, now I do believe that stress causes sickness. Depression does make it hard to heal.

And last week? I found 3 or 4 mini pimples on my nose n forehead. Everybody go *GASP!*. Tee-hee.

Vanity

2005-05-15T08:02:00.000+08:00

Izan and I. After a hectic day of PR.

My sunshine.

That day at Starbucks.

Debbie Too Lily Woo!! Eww. Such insanity posting up this one.

Never-ending vanity.

Why post so many pictures, you may ask? Tee-hee..

Because I can.

Grrrrrrrrrr....

2005-05-15T07:21:00.000+08:00

I hate HTML. I hate being stupid. AAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Photobucket

2005-05-15T06:40:00.000+08:00

This is a test post from Photobucket.com

Breathe

2005-05-15T05:44:00.000+08:00

It feels good to hang out with friends again. It's been a while since I've really let loose and let things flow..

Work's been crazy.. but it's good. It keeps my mind off things. Being alone and thinking too much can drive a person mad. Trust me. I know. Life has been a whirlwind lately. Never knew I had the strength in me to deal with it all. Don't know if I'm doing at good job but hey, at least I can still muster a smile when I want to. At least I'm not pulling off the hairs on my head. Yet.

It is during times like this when I thank God for the many friends I have. We all come to low points in our lives when we feel like no one could possibly care about you anymore. It's silly thinking, I know. But as most of you can testify, when the most important things in your life start breaking apart and the people you care the most about start disappointing you, nothing else really seems like it is of much importance anymore.

But then, comes along those people who make time out of their hectic schedules to call you up, to try to cheer you up. People who take time to invite you over for dinner in their homes, people who try arranging almost-impossible meetings and lunches (regardless of whether they eventually do happen), people who offer to stay over at your place just to keep you company. And of course, the people who bring you out on an all-girls night or throw a party just to liven things for you. Sweet.

This week's been a much needed break for me. It's been great. On Tuesday, my classmates decided at 5pm to come over to my place and have an impromptu steamboat. We bought tomyam kosong from a malay store in Vista Prima, bought tons of food from Tesco in Puchong and headed over to my place. There we were.. 5 of us, feasting on beer and fishballs while watching Indiana Jones on television. Then we decided to go for a car ride in our very tipsy mood. Well, actually I had to go to Mont Kiara to pick up some props for my shoot. They wanted to keep me company. I was touched. After getting my stuff, we stopped at the Kiosk at Mont Kiara, bought more beers and sat by the roadside.

Wednesday, my group and I shot a rape scene for our movie. It was very uh.. entertaining, watching my friends act. I tried not to laugh. The actress tried not to cry. Imagine our faces when the actor, who's also the director, accidentally farted while humping/raping the actress. He was on top. She was stuck under. Hahahahahha.. now THAT was darn funny. And we have it on tape.

Thursday saw 6 of us in Bar Savanh by 7pm with a bloody mary, jugs of beer and an entire bottle of Chivas. 3 girls+3 guys+drink=6 happy campers. By 9pm, we had 6 very high people drinking sup ekor at the nearby mamak store. As if that wasn't enough, we headed back to USJ to have tomyam. Excellent.

Friday, I had steamboat for a friend's birthday. Ate till I wanted to puke and headed home. By midnight, I had my classmates lounging in my hall again. I fell asleep. They entertained themselves, finished my drinks and food, and played monopoly. I woke up at 7am, to find 3 sleepy beauties on my couch. The hall was a mess, but I couldn't care less.

Today, we had Bak Kut Teh for lunch and chendol from SS15 for dessert. Yum! Then we made a visit to Carrefour to buy the stuff we'd need for our bbq tomm. Well, today actually... considering that it's 6am, Sunday morning now. Bought chicken, meat, drinks, junk food, etc. Stupid us forgot the beer. Had others screaming in our ears after that. However, a strawberry flavoured white wine DID catch our attention. But we ran out of cash. Definitely calls for a trip back to Carrefour. Had Williams for dinner. That was good, as usual. Then spent the rest of the night playing dota in SS15. Or at least I tried. It's been what.. a year and a half since I touched Frozen Throne, and now dota? Shit.. I was crap. I think I'm addicted. Yet again. My friends said I looked like a druggie out of rehab. *ohm*

And today, it's bbq day on a lake in Kota Kemuning. I need this. It feels daaammn good. We made our plans all week on impulse. We did just what we felt like doing. I had to deal with more shit mid-week, but all this chilling with friends is helping me cope. Right now I'm just gonna take one day at a time.

Sally's Orchid

2005-05-14T20:14:00.000+08:00

There was an orchid someone gave me
Flat and pressed against the glass
It once was pink and vivid
But today its day has passed

Its brown leaf spread weak and thin
That orchid feels just like my bones and skin
Its heartbeat centre of its soul
Is now just a furry shelter to protect it from the cold

Laid out flat for visual effect
Today I feel a lot like that
I put it in its frame eternal joy
And now it's just another burnt out toy

You should have seen the way
It slowly just decayed
I feel a lot like that orchid today

--Ben Lee

Left untitled...

2005-05-10T22:24:00.000+08:00

And so it is. Just like you said it would be
It was a mistake. My blunder
I wanted it. Had to have it
Like a delirious little girl in a candy store
Red and white. Orange. Blue. Colors spill.
Blinded by worldly desires
Inoring the screams and blinking hazard lights

Now here I stand. On an empty street
No where to turn. No where to hide
Two little frogs in a glass jar
You said it would hurt
When it rains it pours
You warned me. Naïve and blind I turned away
Crimson blood sweat salty tears

Run like the wind
Soar high like an eagle. Far far away
I can't
Close my eyes
The tears are blinding me
I can't
Memories not fading
Seepign through my veins
Voices telling me
"I have to be alright"

I don't. Lonelier than ever
Too afraid to leave. Too scared to lose
Too stupid to see. Nothing to claim was mine
Played a losing game
Black Jack with the Joker's card
Royal sultan's 117th concubine
Hold me tight. Tighter. Don't let go.
I'm falling. It's hurting. Help.
A single slit on my wrist

I was the sprinter a second too late
The shoe that would never fit
The scrawny girl with the awkward smile
Standing next to the beautiful prom queen
Second best I always will be
Good enough never
I tried. I really really did.
Held on so tight till my nails they bleed
I'm sorry. Screwed me. Screwed you.
Fuck.

- lily, written 26.3.05

freeze

2005-05-08T02:35:00.000+08:00

i am so demotivated. so much work. brain freeze. brain freeze. brain freeze. can't write. pc's fucked. i mean literally. there's virus all over this damned thing. so bad till i can't type a full sentence without the pc hanging. didn't send it in. cos of one silly stalker. can't get online. so much on my mind. don't know where to start. so much i can't say. never know who's reading. so much for freedom of speech. i can't do this. i'm so sorry. i'm a failure at blogging. yes. i know. i will resurrect one day. i promise. just. not. now. arrrrrrrrrghhhh...

Time-out..

2005-04-26T14:11:00.000+08:00

Guys, i know i've just started this blog. But IF, i said IF.. i choose not to update u this week. I'm sorry. If however, i write happy blogs and they sound lame, please understand that i'm trying very very hard.

I need to clear my mind, think things over. Just when i thought things were gonna be okay.. never knew i could be so wrong.

When the world just seems a lee-tle too small..

2005-04-25T02:06:00.000+08:00

--We're all connected. See? Through love. Through loneliness. Through one tiny lamentable lasp of judgement. All of us. In our isolation, we reach out from the darkness. From the alienation of modern life. Just from this connections. I think it's a really profound statement about the nature of human existance.

An excerpt from The L Word (Season 1, Episode 3) when Alice Peters ponders upon the connections we have with each other. You tell me, just how many times have you found out that your boyfriend/girlfriend is the ex of your friend's ex-girlfriend's friend's boyfriend's fcuk buddy's friend's friend? Or that you've all dated the same person. Or that you're actually in the same room as all of your partner's ex-es. *shudders* Bummer, isn't it? I know. 'Nuff said.

What the hell am I doing wrong?

2005-04-25T01:25:00.000+08:00

You Will Die at Age 61

61

You're pretty average when it comes to how you live...

And how you'll die as well.

What Age Will You Die?

Isn't 61 like pretty young? *halp!*

The dummy's guide to IT

2005-04-25T00:48:00.000+08:00

My computer is down. Crymson is dying here from some bitchass virus named the 'trojan horse'. Sheesh. Talk about glamour.. what a name. But I guess it's called that for a reason. Seemingly unreadable by most anti-virus scans.. it goes unidentified. Like the lurking enemy in the gates of Troy. ARRGHHH!!! I could so scream right now. I CANNOT live a day without crymson and right now.. she's moving so slow, it's as if she has J-Lo's ass. (okay, sorry.. lame one. but like I said in the post below, I was watching 'Shall We Dance'. Damn that ass is big :o)

So I did what any IT dummy like me would do. I tried saving her. Failed miserably. Possibly made her condition worse. THEN, I went to Sunway Pyramid to the computer shops and got meself some help. Or a possible stalker.

I mean, he's nice. He's really helpful. My parents were with me, so.. when he gave me his number to call him whenever I wanted to bring the pc in (to check if he was in), I graciously said thank you. When he asked for mine, to contact me if anything.. I thought, okay. Business. I mean, my usual pc guy in Imbi has my number too. That worked out fine. So, okay.

The moment I got home.. I got a call from the 'pc man'. That's what i renamed him in my phone. He didn't sound all ham-sap-ish and said he just called to ask if we could be friends. He even offered to come pick up my pc from my house and send it back once it's done. Hell, no.. I'm still contemplating if I should eventually send it to him. 50 bucks.. to reformat crymson. He's pretty young, you see.. so he's not that scary. Or sleazy. Don't get me wrong. Just a little over-friendly, over-helpful, over-enthusiastic (if that's a better way to put it). He has my number. Yeah. *Looks down at feet and starts admiring chipped toe nails*

The in-betweener

2005-04-24T22:32:00.000+08:00

I need to blog. I will. Later.

Nana's coming over now to watch 'Shall We Dance' with me. I don't even think it's a good movie.. but shucks.. all for the sake of dancing. I miss dancing... Crumb, Lingam.. u'd know what I'm talking about. I did ballet. And jazz. *looks down and shuts out the peals of laughter* I know. Hard to believe.. Esp during that goth-chick phase I had back in Mayang. I was like.. so 'hardcore'. Hehe.. I still have that in me. But I guess on the outside, I *cough cough* opted for a more feminine approach. But hey, I do kickboxing and rockclimbing ooh-kay. Don't you the mess with me. I tell you ah.. *in the typical ah moi accent*

She's here.. gotta go. I will continue after my movie marathon. Btw, Sin City rawks! Yum.. :p

Currently listening to: Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani. She's so cool man.. haha.

The wet stuff of my dreams..

2005-04-22T19:17:00.000+08:00

The amazing Adidas Superstar Model 35 *drools*

It's just so.. white. GRRRR!!!!

Long live adidas

2005-04-22T18:35:00.000+08:00

Ooh-kay.. So maybe I've decided that it was time for a second post. Granted, yes, the site is still a mess.. I don't have a theme, the shoutbox is sitting pathetically in one corner, there're no links, not even a picture of me. And why is that so, you may ask? *sighs heavily* It's taking me a lot of courage and humility to admit to you but yes: I don't know how to. Simple as that. I don't have a single idea what HTML actually stands for, and I can't even load my own picture. My own picture. In my own site. Now tell me, friends, is that just sad or what? I guess that's what happens to you when you spend your semesters blackmailing seniors to finish up your multimedia work. Loved photoshop. Loved illustrator. Just didn't want to touch it. Hey, it looks good when it's done.. I just didn't want to be involved in the making of it. Now, when I see a picture of me with those dreadful eyebags, I wished I had the skills to actually airbrush them off. If only I was smart enough to know that it'd be useful to me one day. Stupid, Lily. Stew-peed.
Conclusion: I'm just gonna do what I do best. Ask for help. So I'm asking.. Feel free to give me pointers. Heck, design me a layout. I definitely don't mind. (I guess some people just never learn *wink*)

Spent a long day in college. Hardly slept a wink all night trying to write up a script for my Screen Production Techniques class. Had to cook one up by 10am and as usual.. I was cramming it all in at the very last minute. Many many ideas. No good ones. Ended up writing a ten-page script about a closet gay. Who has chronic depression. Who enjoys self-induced pain. Who ends up as a statistic in the 'suicide' poll. Cliche cliche cliche. *Looks down* Everyone's script in class either contained homosexuality, drugs, suicide or some deranged psycho, the product of sexual abuse. And lurve. Of course. Mine did. I guess I'm just part of the statistic too. *sighs*

Went for my ambassador duty after class. Screw high heels. Seriously. My heels gave me two huge red blisters on my toes. So not fun. Nothing beats trainers. I love love love my Superstars. Would die without them. Right now, I'm just wishing that I had tons and tons of money so that I could buy meself one of the Adidas Superstar 35th Anniversary shoes. Sweet...

I'm hungry.

Popping the cherry

2005-04-21T04:18:00.000+08:00

Oh man.. welcome to the very virginal blog. Yes yes *shakes head*.. I KNOW this blog is a mess. It's hardly even what i'd call a blog but hey, I'm trying okay? I had blogs long time ago but I always kept them private. Never had to please a crowd. *breaks into cold sweat* So just bear with me while i rough it out. First time frenzies.. never easy.

-- From the owner of this piece of virtual-crap. Peace out.