sunday.

surprises. its nice to receive them every once in awhile.
thank you for reading my good nonsense.
it wont die!

i miss this irene.

lets fight some more.

stupid or dumb?

i've seen the brightest side of men, and frankly, they are stupid.

concluding that all men are dumb because of one is not valid, but two is.

leave me alone or just please me.

i will down my orange juice and cheers to women. and assuntarians.

p.s. hi you. "/

move.

they put an indian and a chinese, side by side.
and then they tag the picture, colour contrast. it seems.
stop being a fish monger.
lets talk about something with maybe just a tad bit of substance.

saturday = lazy day.

im like a baby once again, because all i do is sleep and sleep and sleep.
feels good.

p.s. a week to a gala.

seeking attention

silence. i am starting to appreciate it.

tonight i looked up into the still sky and i realised, i couldn't make a wish.

when life offers you shit, you put it in the shit hole.

i want to r&r. and assignments wont leave me alone. =/

lets give ourselves a hand.

For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.
it can shape you or break you. now who cares.

p.s. edited pictures will be updated next month.

i am not pinching you. dont feel it.

i realised...

the party animals mainly come from the medical school.

and the geeks come from the school of communication.

ironic. not.

and today i met a guy, doing magic tricks in subway, school. they call it illusion and what not. i was shocked, screaming for most. he showed me a trick, pretty cool. i picked a card, and he threw it at the glass and my card was stuck on the other side of the glass. mmm, now that was entertaining. he really did play tricks with my eyes.

but someone's already played tricks with my heart. life goes on, with or without you.

girlfriends covershot

unedited. and real.

i ♥ you, andrea wong.

hihi.

hectic on my end. i have datelines hanging by a string. i want this to last because it wont be the same after summer holidays. well, what can i say. nothing much to be precise. today i presented. looks like it will be the last presentation, ever in school. so i said a little prayer before i presented. what were the odds, God had to attend to someone who needed his help more than i did. life is such. and such. i have jamoca almond fudge waiting for me. i am being patient.

p.s. break in a week! (:

day out with mama.

strip, forever 21 and shu uemura with mama, talking and laughing and more laughing.
sometimes its the company that matters.
today was fun. (:

nude finger nails and bbq toe nails looks pretty.

p.s. lets last.

come on lappie!

you know,.. i always say dont curse anything when it doesn't go right, it has ears and it can hear you. [anything can really be anything]

right now, my lappie isn't working right, it keeps getting shut down on its own, funny part, it restarts on its own too. and i am so desperate right now, all i can do is pray for it to work.

thinking, there's pictures and more pictures. assignments and a heap load of assignments that i love to read over and over again. sigh.

lets hope that when it goes to the clinic tomorrow, everything stored will still be in there.

for now, goodnight everybody.

don't cross your fingers, just put them together and pray for me. thank you.

mix is the look.

i need to polish.

when, why, where, who, how... no one knows.

with you, for you, by who?

my mind is blank. and i am starting to love it.

he makes me laugh, and i do. no trying, simply natural. heaven.

my friends and i were at a coffee shop, taking orders.

"we're both yin yong because we're mix"

"fine la, im not, so im yong yong"

sometimes when these situational joke pops in my mind, i laugh to myself. and you go whatt... but its okay. we'll get there someday.

yesterday oh yesterday

over the years,...

things changes, people changes, topics changes, feelings changes.

then you smile and say, those were the days.

there is only so much you can tell the person, and maybe the rest should be left unsaid but still figured out someday. no, it just means that come what may, you should know it!

p.s. today i received a parcel.

i remember writing snail mails, and letters, though we saw each other everyday. and i loved opening letters and i would read it over and over again. the feeling of receiving a parcel today was very exciting. you dont know what it feels till you receive one, no?

and they too have attitude, who knew?

spatches, put her biki in a plastic container, she turned it over and started biting the container.

ping ping, jumping in the water, up and down in the aquarium, moving so fast

lola, dont know where to piss, smack in the middle of the hall

kimm, lying down with face flat in her bowl of biki and eating.

p.s. they say like the owner.

god will bless you.

money money money.

a conversation on money turned funny when i was talking to mama ♥

"gambling is also the root of evil, when you win, you want to gamble so you can win more, when you lose, you want to gamble so you can win back your lost"

"mm, your atm card is also the root of evil"

HAHAHAHAHA

mama keeps tab on my account. =/ she updates my account very often, to only see money going out; 100's, 200's, and 50's. why irene why?

"i put in seven thousand for you, and you are left with five thousand plus, what did you do with one thousand eight?"

"i dont know, mama"

...irene, be more, NOT have more.

why irene why?

i sent approximately 1500 SMS's a month.
my mama doesn't understand it.

she says my phone bill is an equivalent of the family's put together. =/
she doesn't understand the thrills, really.

but it is okay, she turns 50 in a month's time. (:

to add on.

i am quick to learn 'i love you' in different languages. to add to my list, my trip to perhentian brushed me up on the danish language. somewhat like what i learnt from monsoon cup, swedish and danish have much in common. though i cant speak like there's a bag full of potatoes in my mouth, i can say

Jeg elsker dig

morning thing

i decided to read the papers this morning. and then i had a story to tell.

this year, i had the opportunity to visit the parliament. to attend a seminar, we were also given the chance to visit the dewan negara and dewan rakyat. the dewan rakyat was an interesting sight. architecture wise, beautiful. so as guests, we got to watch what actually goes on in there. and believe you me, the papers only write so much, and my eyes saw much more.

a good day to the parliament, no less.

and i am sure this chance will never come by for many.

_____________________

i am happy this morning.

canibeyourgypsygirl?

..can we pretend

i like reading my past entries. it reminds me of how much i have matured in thinking over the years. it also reminds me about a lot of things that i have forgotten. sometimes i panic, when i forget things. actually i am quick to forgetting. can we hold this moment a little longer so that i wont forget it?

credits to amir

a bunch of friends tied together.

p.s. spot me.

girls, i miss you.

my zoro

how to train a rabbit.

i ♥ her

;and she is begining to ♥ me too, i know.

exotic, caramel, olive

they say tan is sexy.
i say but of course.

revelation

one year and now, i have matured.
one year and now, i am happier.
one year and now, i changed.

p.s. one year ago, i was a child in love with her toy.

kicked in, finally.

it irritates me to see your face. a beautiful smile and all that, whatever. its eating me somewhat. its like tying me up till my guts bursts in between. looking at your face just makes me angry, brings me back the worst of the worst lot of memories i ever had with you. nah, i am really not jealous that you are happy, i am just pist annoyed at your face, that look, those eyes, that smile, fake or otherwise. really, i never thought it would drive me to this extent. but honestly, fake is also the new you.

wow irene, angry i see.

i think its the hormones.

i am a normal human being with emotions.

and i am happy i am not perfect.

now on a different note but relating to hormones.

to me, PMS is like a teaser for an ad campaign.

you know. like how you want people to know what the upcoming campaign is all about, so then you draw their attention by leaving them with teasers, and you slowly tease them into it -driving all their attention onto the campaign when it finally happens.

now PMS is exactly the same. it teases me. i cry. i ache. i whine. i bloat. i eat. i am just waiting for this damn period to come. and the waiting game, i despise. the best teaser would be the cramps that ache, its like a hand in my tummy making roti canai with it. oo, and i think with all the cramps, its coming, and then i go through it for a few days and then the big debut. i tell you, it is really not easy. nada.

p.s. dont ask how i managed to relate PMS and ad campaign. perhaps it was more on it being a teaser. i for YIDIOT! :) as i am Yindian.

portugal number 7

you know...

my facebook home page recommended pages read Cristiano Ronaldo. so i clicked on the name instead of liking it and i was just scrolling through it. pictures of his recent vacation in 2010 i was looking at. and then i kept seeing figures. big figures.

10 000 ++ likes this.

25 000 ++ comments.

and what not.

pfft, i shall not add myself to the statistics.

no doubt i still secretly like him. what so secretive anyway??

key words for today

the difference between need and greed.

the ability to be more instead of have more.

p.s. whydoweactlikestrangers,iammovingtoofast