huh. dont tell lies.

today i woke up at 8.30 in the morning.

8.30 am of course its a big deal, boho!

tomorrow i have to wake up at 7 am.

7 am of course its a big deal -.-

so im going to work, in hopes of earning money so that i can enjoy my holiday*. fill the details when it is finally 100 per cent confirmed.

today i had a good day. :) i met up with my college friends and it was so good. we had sushi zanmai. sushi zanmai. mmm, i know your expression. :) it was nice i must say. and catching up was good stuff, it should be made every week. bliss. :)

these past two days, i have become a little more adventurous with food. claps. ah, you know why. and last night i went to snowflake. mmm, not bad. i had grass jelly series with pearl. thats all. thats all. yea, i finally got over the fact that the pearl is made out of tapioca. and i like it now.

fact: when i dont know what it is, i will eat it. so the tobalek, i wont eat it.

fact: i am not adventurous when it comes to things that i have to put into my mouth. dont think dirty, stupid.

enough facts about me.

one tree hill inspired.

the only thing that men do more than cheat is lie

p.s. i am going to finish 90210 season 1 tonight. bedtime story. ;)

and about the lies, i found out you lied. the answer you gave was not appropriate. who said we're busy? dont get me started. find a better come back. dont bluff, you liar. dead fish.

wee..

its nice to live here. because though we dont get a nice clean saphire blue beach, we still have a beach, driving distance. destination this weekend is port dickson. and doing homework on which hotel. of course the most expensive, nicest and the one we want is fully booked. or we down grade to another hotel; cheaper and not the nicest of them all. who cares after all? i just need the beach, and do i even have to pay a few hundred bucks for a night? -.-

i have plans tomorrow. yay. and it does not revolve around sitting on the couch with a towel on it [to protect my legs from fleas; trauma already], with my specs on, volume loud enough that at least the closest neighbour can hear sound, and stonning to 90210. mmm...bliss.

plans tomorrow sounds nice. finally before i start work? cross fingers, and toes and eyes.

p.s. its going to be 1. i need to sleep. or else....

dessert please?

feeling: sweaty

for the longest time, i never thought i'd be able to sit my ass home. but i have been doing it for the past week or so. mmm, its the 90210 addiction i tell you. i am almost done with season 1. and i dont plan on starting season 2 until....until. okay, so i dont want to tell you my little secret, until the time is right.

i know this is completely out of topic. but sometimes i wonder how can a 'friend' only call you when he/she needs you and then never bothers returning your calls/smses. i stress on never bother returning calls/smses because he/she doesnt even bother picking up the call. sad right? yeah, i have a 'friend' of that sort. it may be a saddening story to you, but i say it with utter disgust. it happens. and so how far are you willing to entertain a 'friend' like that?

at this point in my life, i feel like i am a tomato. go figure.

dont read: you know who.

read: dinner with kor2 soon. :p and dessert?

the brotherly.sisterly thing

we tight, me and kor kor. :)

alright, ivy suits him when his hair is tied.

my brother's 23rd.

the beauty of it.

i can actually blog on my bed using my handphone. ah isnt it lovely? i mean mr. technology indeed is a smarty pants. and its no wonder we all love him. 

i call it love.

baskin robbins/robins? sorry i always overlook things like these. as long the letter 'R' and 'S' is in its place, who cares? =/ so we go there, and my new thing has been jamoca almond fudge. yum, its coffee flavour with a ribbon of chocolate i like. but the only slack part is, i no like the almond. yeap, all nuts. you name it, i dont like it. i call it love because i lick all the ice cream off the almond and give it to my love. :) until he tells me, "can you learn how to eat the nuts?". mmmm....

weekenders.

it is the weekend.
and its kor2's bday.
the week flew by..
i sat my fat ass watching 90210 season 1.
mmm, not done.
i have been reading confession's of a shopaholic [kor2 bought]
mmm, not done either.

okay break.
lunch time. :)
good weekend!

urgh!

hospitals? i am sick of it. this week. run down of events.

monday - hospital: full day
tuesday - hospital: half day
wednesday - free: thank goodness
thursday - hospital: again!

this week has been not-so productive. besides catching up. (: wee

p.s. when it is confirmed, i will tell you. for now, wait.

kisses. x

candid?

i admit, i am chicken shit.

as i get older, *ahem* i become more afraid of pain. yes, pain. that's why everything is on hold. the tatoo. the piercings. but thats not the important bit. i am scared and shit scared of needles. and the thought of protecting myself from cervical cancer came secondary. yeap, that afraid. mama took the jab when it was first introduced in malaysia. she paid a wee bit, and she went about telling every woman she knew, including me. but, i took it lightly, of course who would think it'd happen to them? hence, the need isnt a want. but i must say today was spotaneous. i needed to see the doctor because the flea bites are ugly and i needed medication. so mama said, we go assunta hospital outpatient? and i said NO! we go to dr. cheah [her gynea] and one shot get the jab. yes, i took my first jab today. we made an appointment with her and so i insisted so bad that mama followed me. okay so we go in, and she explains the two types of jabs available. 200 and 300. and so we go with the latter, better prevention, of course. arm or bum? she said thigh. the more muscles you have, less pain. but doctor, i only have fats. okay, lie down. and i screamed in the room, i know everyone heard. who cares? one down, two more to go. okay, i am on for this. because i love myself, too much. now, do you?

p.s. i am happy, i actually took it, finally.

reward: durian.

i dream.

i woke up this morning and my legs were itching, in particular - my lower thighs and calfs. gosh, i was scratching it non stop. and then i eventually stopped, goodness the redness would stay if i continue which means no shorts because it is plain ugly. so i stopped. and it is still there. red. ugly. cause of it - not the bedbugs because they wouldnt just attack there would they? okay, the sofa in the house. thanks to lola, i think it is invested with her kutu or the dead kutu. i dont know, but thats the results of sitting and watching 90210. yearp, season 1 episode 1. =/

and then granny tells me of her swollen legs and the ulcers. okay doctors here we come. i was at assunta hospital at 11 ish, close to 12. and i only left university hospital at approximately 5.30 pm. my day in the hospital, foremost would be the latter. the experience was quite ah no words but surprisingly i was patient, yea, because i had nothing on today. -_- cut story short, i had to fight with the man to get the wheelchair. beat that! and i requested for a blanket but never got it. and i spoke english through it all. does it explain why i did not get the blanket and why i had to argue for a wheelchair? :)

and so i dream, of becoming a dolphin trainer. i read in sea world, gold coast - trainer for a day AUD300. and i dream of being able to pay for it. also, i dream of having a shark encounter and swimming with dolphins, again. and why not a shot with the seal ?

and so i continue dreaming.

yeap, day dreaming, i mean.

p.s. done with one tree hill season 7. starting 90210.

simple joy

i get super massively annoyed when i see a thousand over friends on your facebook.

WHY, you ask?

because i can give you a list of reasons and spoil my saturday.

lets leave it at that. (:

so everyone is leaving. well, one has left and three more are going in a matter of hours.

suddenly i feel so numb. because i hate this part.

i remember singing this song in school, vitamin c -friends forever.

ring jingle bells?

and then i look around and say, sometimes it doesnt go your way.

i was and was a person who wanted us to be united.

somehow it never worked out. it never happened.

then i realised this world is not my fairy land.

its twisted and just anal like that.

and somehow i have become close to these bunch.a boys.

reminded me of us. but us never happened for long.

so i continue to hang out with these boys.

amidst the drama, the arguments, the annoyance, the shit, we meet every other day if not everyday. and the best part of it, we do the same damn things. i know what a bore? but its simple joy like this that makes me go to sleep at night. knowing that there are people out there who does not at all get sick and tired and have had enough of seeing the same faces, doing the same things and going to the same places. perhaps we are still young, i dont know. but, no buts.

but i dont want this moment to die.

because there was this same moment in my life and i never wanted it to die, but it did, eventually.

so i close my eyes so tight and i pray that these moments dont fade like how the song ended, eventually.

yea, they used to call us the fei-t's.

how could you not know?

p.s. i need to move on.

face up?

i think the center of amusement that i find in my house is none other than the papers we receive everyday. ah, it is amazing why i still read it every morning. maybe thats the only thing that makes me laugh. since granny is always praying and im alone - yes ever since ever.

so to my surprise, the drama.mama has not been the headlines. now its on nation23. mm, they tell the public not to speculate. but again, another church has been painted brown and red and the herald's lawyers office was broken into. okay, now dont speculate. whose case is this? pertaining who? what matter? who won? dont speculate, please. :)

next topic.
lets interview irene

ms. blog: so what do you do these days? are you working?

me: well, lets see, i dont have a game plan. but yea, my day begins at about 11 ish when i wake up, make a few calls, wait for calls and carry on with the day. go to sleep in the wee hours and wake up the next day, 11 ish.

ms. blog: that means you're not working?

me: of course, NOT. i went onto asiapartime. they seem to be preferring chinese over all other races. sad for me, i cant pull off a ding ding look, neither can my cantonese scrap through that. it is actually my weapon more than anything - my cantonese. mind you.

ms. blog: do you still plan on looking for a job?

me: yes, i have too. in fact i sent in my CV to a company a few days ago. and if all goes well, i will get a month's job. but then again, i wont be around after the chinese new year as i will be going down under. so then again, i might not get the job in the end.

ms. blog: i see, so any last words before we end?

me: yes, as much as i hate my life, i love it. i mean waking up at 11 ish everyday, not knowing whats in store everyday makes you live life to the fullest. i love these spontaneous things we do on a daily basis. then again, some might call it a bore, seeing same faces everyday, doing same things everyday. but then again, its simple pleasure that makes my world go round, not yours.

the key word would be simple pleasure.

no, it does not NEED to be one heck of a day, it just needs to be with the people you love and they'd make it the heck of the day!

you get what i mean.

this interview cum nonsense was made to amuse and inform readers the life of me.

the end.

clap lah!

she, she is a pest!

i used to call her aunty rose.

lets give her another name.

something sassy yet ugly, cool yet jatuhhh. :P

lets call her shipest [now thats a combo of shit + pest]

nah, lets call her summer [her character contradicts her name]

while other girls suffer back aches and breast pain, i just feel ugly ugly ugly ugly.

i get these...

sudden emotions that make me seem like an emo child [when in fact i laugh everything off]

stomach bloated like a balloon [and even sucking in dont work],

anger working like a tick tock clock [while i try and settle everything by talking, i've resorted to shouting]

and

my tummy hurting like a hoe [now the damn arcoxia 90mg doesnt work either]

so tell me why men still laughs this off?

is this a joke?

alright, so ever since i can remember, i have been out every night, not practically but every. and tonight im blogging away the anger. so do you see how summer affects me? she gets me all worked up, panties knotted up and just not in the mood. i have not been out the whole day. was the sun even up today? this was my run down for today.

6 am: came home and knocked out

1 pm: up and on the bed glued to one tree hill s7 e7&8.

2 pm ish: summer says hello.

3 pm ish: had a cup of wild mushroom soup [so it reads lah] and popped arcoxia

4 pm: sleepppt

5.30 pm: up and ate about 10 dipped into tea biscouts and watched tv [i hardly do this]

6 pm: popped arcoxia [again!]

6 pm ish: sleepppt

7.30 pm: up and brushed teeth with no paste but gargled with listerine and washed face [finally] had 1 quat of chingching chong [fried carrot cake] and fried chicken

8 pm ish: flipping the channels, just zoning into a world of my own

9.40 pm: removed last night's make up and had a good bath [finally, again!]

now do you feel me?

this is what damn summer does!

she is never nice when she visits, never friendly [she scares practically everyone away].

so the only people i have seen today is my family.

i do sound like a mad child.

blame summer!

p.s. tomorrow she dare ruin my day, i'd kill her. (:

my addiction

new.

MONOPOLY DEAL!

the rain/i was going to rub my black eyes

funny how i am not working, nor studying yet busy.

in and out, no time to blog, reply my child and even have time for myself.

i went back to assunta secondary school

a couple.a days ago, last week perhaps

it was good, real good actually. amazing how they remember my name, even the ones that were well, lets put it in a more diplomatic way, 'not so fond of me'.

and i also saw the teacher who said i would end up working in the school canteen. remember?

and NO, i did not approach him but i was just having a chat about him.

no less, it made me happy and sitting outside the teachers staff room, whatchu call it?, made me miss school so so much.

especially when the bell rang and everyone was so happy to leave, ah, i remember carrying up the kurung skirt and walking so fast, talking and laughing all the way to the gate - then planning where too for lunch. good times i must say.

and i would love to fit into my uniform again, if the body permits me to hook it. :)

so we were having tea today, and watching the rain and feeling it on my skin, i thought to myself.

i am sure going to miss the boys.

and now, i need to spare time for my daughter. :)

i need to reply her and send her the books i bought her.

at least she calls me ma ma.

p.s. eventful day.

eating me up inside.

so i was awaken by a call yesterday morning, telling me about what happened to my church. mmm, on my bed i quickly google.d and to my surprise only found one of two related articles. was a little pissy because main streams did not cover it. i thought the internet was suppose to speed things up? perhaps it was too early in the morning? and so i went about my day and of course praying.

i wake up this morning/afternoon, hanged on the phone till my ears were warm. and decided to reach for the papers. [note: i read the star] okay it made headlines. yeap, my church fell under the three. to my surprise how two did not link much because it was the catholic church who won our rights but sadly, i am guessing only christians can differentiate denominations. yes, we are all fighting for our rights but there must be a reason why only these three was attacked. so, i flipped the page, okay we have this big shot saying this, and another big shot saying that. who the hell wants to hear their two cents worth? after all, everyone laughs when one speaks. so i continued flipping, wah, a few pages write up. mmm, and the final page caught my attention. if im not wrong, it was a picture of a silent protest. silent. and below that article is another that writes about the church burnt that has forgiven. it aches my heart, i feel a tear forming in my eye because it saddens me to know how they have taken it to a different level. well losers never wants to lose. but this is a different level altogether. talk about your god and my god? its a wonder why they say we cant call our god what they call their god. perhaps they just promote different values altogether. ah, it is just irritating the shit outta me. i cant help but blurt it out. and yes, i closed the papers after reading the headlines which did not at all tickle my fancy. besides that 'important' picture shot that needed to further underline that it was a silent protest, it just gets my guts twisted inside and makes me want to barf. who wants to hear what this or that minister has to say? would it make a difference? damn this thing and everything about it.

and another thing, smashing cars because there are rosaries and crucifixes? come on, get a life. did their god teach them that? i liked that little column in the papers that reported on what our king had to say. now is this what religion, i dont mention names, promote? it is sad to see this drama taking place. all the more i feel like leaving this country. dah lah we do not have freedom of speech, and now no freedom of religion? for crying out loud, the aim is not to call your god, but to call ours. sad sad, truly saddened by this. and this whole uniting the nation, and the most classic theme [one malaysia] is a joke on its own. promoting unity is a talk cock sing song thing.

we just have to live with the truth.

alright i am done venting, anymore and maybe you could put me behind bars.

i have been holding my horses even in this post.

gah, its saturday.

give me a break.

hello thomas sabo.

i happen to like your charms.

at present, i have 12.

psst, i need a new charm bracelet, the thicker one.

thanks santa.

p.s. christmas extended. -_-

mmm..

new years 2010

p.s. see that fella's face - so hangry

today.

today has been a very awkward day.
definitely woke up on the wrong side.
because i have been a crank.pot the whole day.
perhaps i just need to be alone, or maybe i need more love.
haha!

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anyhoo,...
i have been free, jobless and miserable.
looking for job is tiring.
because im only HALF, chinese, i mean.

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so like how apple has their own store, just discovered nokia's.
and am making full use of it. :D
the ovi.store is pretty cool. reminds me alot of itunes.
and digital chocolate, how can i forget.

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so i watched "did you hear about the morgans".
came home and was having a chat.

did you hear about the morgans?
who?
[of course who is acting right?] hugh grant and sarah jessica parker.
huh? why?
movie la!
oh, i thought the morgans..

mmm, we know the morgans?
kakakaka. jatuh....

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so jatuhhhh is a word i was thought. [full expression requires one to drag the hhh]
jatuhhhh = un.cool
in the car and was having a chat.

do you know what is the meaning of jatuhhh?
[innocently] fall down?
laughs..
it means fall down, direct translation
okay okay, to us it means lame or not cool
laugh fades away

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i hope tomorrow will be a better day.

i would love to do a movie review because i watched 5 movies in the cinemas this year.
but,....i will save it

oh and there's some really nice pictures i want to post up.
from my lappie soon.

p.s. can i laugh at myself now?

hello.

2010.

i promise.....to keep you posted