Thursday, June 30, 2005

Random Photos

Listening to: Fish Leong - Bu shiang suei

Was at Gigi's place a week or two ago and we were playing with her hamsters when we took this picture of the cuties.. Don't you think that they look like they're flying?

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Heyah!!! I'm coming back at cya!

And there was this fateful Saturday morning when Jin woke me up to go Para Para in Midvalley. Had no food, so stopped by our local Dunkin Donuts. I had Strawberry Frosted ones!!! Yums~

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Don't you just wanna bite into that?

And there was also one Friday afternoon when Arihito fetched me to Mid Valley for food.. And he gave me this!!! All wrapped by himself.. With 3D details *sweatdrops* scary.. never thought that he would tie his own shoelaces even.. Hmm.. can't resist but to take a picture of it..

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It is Mr. Octopus on Fire which I have henceforth christened as Oku San

I am obviously very bored and I have more pictures... =_=;

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My desk at work. Oku-san and Piccu-chan at the top. :p

More pictures to come.. I LOVE photobucket!!

Love is...

Listening to: Fish Leong - Wo Shi Huan
Feeling: Like I need a smoke desperately

After lunch, feeling supremely contented and full. Need a smoke but Hitler's there. So made a U-Turn to get my butt up here. Will have to wait till he gets off, so meanwhile, to keep me in a happier mood, here are some stuff that I have recieved via email. Really, really sweet, naive and innocent. Why can't adults just be like that? Sigh...

What does Love mean?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend overand paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca - age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. Youjust know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts onshaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tiredof kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommyand Daddy are like that."
Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop openingpresents and listen."
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start witha friend who you hate,"
Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared.I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine-age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and stillsays he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him aloneall day."
Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her oldclothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an imagination)
Karen - age 7

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it.But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8

And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked abouta contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to findthe most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was anelderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the mancry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to theneighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry"

If only love can be as simple....

Wednesday, June 29, 2005


Spirits broken and being in doubt with myself.

Hate this feeling because when I feel this way, I do not feel like I want to work anymore. Had a talk with Mich and she was kinda saying that it was right for Hitler to act that way because he IS the boss. Don’t feel like talking to her after that because of the clash of thoughts and perspective. All I wanted her to understand is that, doesn’t matter if he’s the boss or not he should still have that responsibility of sharing his thoughts and actions with us. If not, how would he expect us to understand the things that he has to go through? All I see is hypocrisy and from what I see all he wants is power.

All I wanted was feedback and respect. He told her that I walked away, that is why he screamed at me. But what he had also forget to mention is that he started screaming at me before I walked away. That was so unfair. As usual, she sided him. Not that I want her side, but at least understand….

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Post Lunch Lazyness

Listening to: Fish Leong - Ting Bu Dao
Feeling: Xtremely Full and Funky in the Stomach Sector (whatever that means)

Had just finished lunch and is now having post lunch lazyness. Supposed to finish up one of the articles that I was supposed to write. Supposed being the operative word, I am super procrastinating.

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Yes, I am super high as well.. It feels good. Yeah.. Must be the new picture I placed on my desk to remind myself that I do have friends outside werk. Hehe.. Bless you guys. Just another mindless I-am-procrastinating-but-trying-to-look-busy mode. Maybe more laterz

Monday, June 27, 2005

Funny, what a SMS...

Listening to: Fish Leong - Rainbow
Feeling: Like a crabby old woman

A funny SMS came today.

'In appreciation of your International SMS usage we would like to remind you that International SMS rates are staying at only 20sen per SMS for good! SMS away!'

HOHOHO.. too bad Maxis. I have no one to sms no more.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

A nice day which turned out to be horrible

Listening to: Fish Leong - Wo Shi Huan
Feeling: Warm!

Another lazy Saturday, woken up by Kay at the most ungodly hour, 12.30pm. One should have a rule about not waking up till 1pm on the weekend :p. Very uneventful. Was sleeping the whole day. I am such a pig.

Dreading to go back to work on Monday because of something that happened on Friday.

Had a shouting match with the Hitler on Friday... *Who is a bitch*.. Can't imagine my boss shouting at me for the most trivial of all trivial matters. He walks in late for my photo shoot (and he told me that he will bring props for me, and also the fact that he wants to use his idea and didn't tell me, walks in and just basically told me that what I had done for the past hour is useless), kills off my idea ("what you're doing is nothing anyway") and when I wanted to go for lunch, he asks me, "Aren't you having a photo shoot?". I was so pissed. And he has got the gall to tell me after saying that 'you better go rather than stay here and sulk'. I was at this point clenching my fist, willing myself not to punch him in the balls. It took some willpower.

And so I walked off, to collect my cigs and ask Jay for a smoke. He says wait for 5 mins, so I walked off for a smoke first. As I reached the ground floor and my hands were just about to hold the door knob to open the door, Hitler (who is standing at the 1st floor stair landing) called down at me

Hitler:'What time are you coming back?"

Me: I am gonna go have a quick one, at the pantry...

Hitler: *half shouting* Why are you so like that today? Why are you so agitated?

Me: What do you mean?


Me: Look asshole, *ok, the asshole part I've censored* why are you shouting like a child?


Me: *walks off*


Me: *imagines a fighting scene, a gong sounds and some deep manly voice says 'ROUND 1' and walks back in* I'll be back in half an hour *walks out of the door.... and cries*

I kept replaying the scene in my head and I hate it. Hate it for the fact that I have not done anything wrong and he had wrongly yelled at me. I can imagine the better part of the office had heard his part of the yelling match. And for those who had heard him would think that I have done something very wrong for him to yell at me like that.

Which I hate because he had always potrayed himself as a righteous person. Always helping people out and always saying the right things when actually he is a spiteful gay who thinks that thinks that the world owes him. He thinks everytime someone tells him something that is not right about him, it is a personal attack. When I told him after he said 'better go than to stay here and sulk' that if he wants to change the styling for that particular shoot he should have just smsed me or call me to say that he is late and just hold the shoot. Then I wouldn't be doing something useless and wasted the photographer's time and my time. Stupidasshole. Maybe being screwed at the back made him stupid. And a hypocrite. And a fucker. And a dumbass... UGH.. I can so fill the whole page with names for him. But I won't because I wouldn't stoop as low as he did.

So after walking out of the door, I called Sarah N to come down because we were supposed to have lunch together. Jay walks in and saw me crying and he asked why. Told him the whole story, Sarah N walks in, had to repeat the story, which was punctuated with lots of sniff, tears and mucus. After Jay left, continued talking to Sarah N and at one point cars drove past that little corner.

Hitler was in one of them and he saw me crying, he actually came down to confront me and it went like this:

Hitler: DO NOT CRY. Whatever it is, just go on with your intended shoot. Leave my stuff at the side and I will collect it later.

Me: You do not understand don't you? I am NOT upset about how the shoot was done! It is...

Hitler: *cutting me off once again* We will talk about this in our private session.

Me: *Whatever*

See how efficient this boss is to me? I am really angry at the fact that it is because of him that our deadlines are not met and he would still ask if we could close the mag by end of this week when he himself had not done his part. Oh man.. I think I should talking about him because the more I think about his Chinese face the more I want to go to where he stays and pour salt and sugar into his fuel tank. Or maybe put some rubber marks on his face.. UGh.. stop! If not I think my blood pressure will rise.

Sniff... To bed I guess, Sungai Wang tomorrow... I need retail therapy.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

My Views

Listening to: Mariah Carey
Munching on: Jacobs Hi-Cal Slices
Feeling: Slightly crabby

So, it's obviously another slow day in the office and here I am, bllooooooooging. Checked my emails.. Found this little piece of gem from Gigi's multiply blog.

Never Love with all your heart, it only ends in breaking.
Gigi had told me this countless times. Well... imho it's pretty cynical BUT it is exceptionally true. (I mean, compared to what Gigi always have to say.. It is pretty true) eheheh. Got my heart broken, still broken, now repairing... and in the process of being broken again. Yay!

When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her.
Maybe? Not sure.. Maybe?

He who falls in love meets a worse fate than he who leaps from rock.

This is totally agree. Not only leaping from rocks.. Maybe from the rocks into a pool of molten lava filled with mutated piranhas.

Yeah.. Cynical me..


Listening to: Peter Pan - Mungkin Nanti
Feeling: Super Annoyed and feeling the approach of the crimson wave

Oh man.. I am feeling annoyed with everything today. Started off promising enough, with mum cooking her famous 'meehoon with sauce' and a pretty smooth drive to the Crowne Plaza Mutiara. Got there half an hour late for the SleemX *tho it is no biggie cause media events usually start half an hour to an hour late* but as I approached the parking entrance, found out that the bloody parking's full. Went up to the main lobby and realized that the only way I can park my car is to valet. And fucking valet costs RM18. Saddest thing is that when they parked the car for is that my dirty little Kelisa (baby) beside shiny, new and expensive Merc, BMs and Jaguars... I felt like, 'CRAP! I've just degraded my baby!!! T.T' Oh well, no time to lament, got to run to the god forsaken launch and when I reached the venue, it has just started and thank god it was dark because I was just zoning out. Wow.. what a great way to waste a Thursday morning..

Problem is, I felt like I had just wasted 2 hours of my life for something that was totally not relevant to me nor my magazine. I wonder why I get the crappy launches. Over and out..

Tidal crimson waves approaching!

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

I retract the statement I had made in my previous post

Listening to: Blink 182 - I miss you
Feeling: Gloooooomy

OK, I knew I shouldn't had made such a statement in the first place but I want to totally retract what I had said in my previous post. My day was bad. Nic cancelled on birthday plans, feeling the crimson wave. That's it...


Ice Creams!!!!!

Listening to: Utada Hikaru - Devil Inside
Feeling: Oh so Shiawase!! =^-^=

Well... It's now my habit to check the Friendster forecast whenever I can everyday, I am an obsessive bitch. Here's mine today: -

One minute you're partners, working away together; then suddenly they've adopted a different role. If you're uncomfortable with it, say so. You won't get to the bottom of this by pretending it's not happening.

Freaky.. Thinks that it is about my boss. First he is a friend, then he became a boss, now he is a dictator. =_=; Can't do much. Just finish my work, finish and leave. The same for the next day. That's Life. With a capital L. Oh well..

The oh-so-shiawase-ness is because that Kay is coming back tomorrow! *hurray!* At last, I can eat ice-creams!!! Jamoca Almond FuDGE! Heaven! He owes me at least 20? Or more.. can't remember~ Nothing much happened today except for minor annoyance. For now... BUT, nothing can ruin my day!


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Monday, June 20, 2005

Evil Forecast...

Listening to: Mariah Carey - Always be my baby
Feeling: Like having a neckache

Today's Friendster Forecast...

A relationship is morphing -- from coworkers to friends, perhaps, or maybe from friends to more-than-friends. Help it along by spending some time together away from the office or the crowd.

EVIL!!! Reading what you wanna read... Hearing what you wanna hear.. WTF

Sunday, June 19, 2005

What's this feeling?

Listening to: Fish Leong - Fly Away
Feeling: Warm and sticky, fuzzy in the stomach

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Having a fuzzy feeling in my stomach could only mean one thing, LOVE. Yes... L-O-V-E. A beautiful word to some, but for me now, it is nasty.. Very nasty.

Venue: Central Perk
Attendance : Nini and Sarah N

Yes, I know I had been subconsciously talking about Jay again.. Doesn't help that Sarah N and Nini had been telling me how me and him had 'Foo chai seong' (or, that I look like him... something like that.. somehow, that we look good together)

Nini: *giggles* I think he looks good standing beside you

Me: *frowns* What you mean our size?

Nini: Nonono!! The height, look, the feel..

Me: (*thinks* What? Everything that cannot be explain in words is substituted with 'feel'?) Butbutbut... Not really.. I think he looks like my brother!

Nini: *giggles* Really, I do think that you guys... like that day when I saw you in xxxxxxx and he was standing beside you.. I thought to myself.. that you guys look perfect together... Right Sarah N? I think your wedding pictures would look good.*turns to a silent Sarah for support*

Me: *sweatdrops*

Sarah N: Well, I do think you have the 'foo chai seong'.

Me: What about SD6?

Nini: I wouldn't say that he has that with you.. you guys look normal.

Sarah N: *agrees*

Me: *turns flustered and sputters* Ergh... NooOoOOo *feels butterflies* OHNO.. not this feeling!!! *falls into an endless pit and dies* OMFG, you guys win... *cries* T-T

**the end, but not of the conversation**

Hmmm.. honestly, if you ask me.. yes, I do feel butterflies when I see him but, it's because he gives me this feeling.. that I knew him from before. I feel like he is the elder brother that I never had. Honestly, I feel safe with him. As though I can count on him to look out for me, which he does occasionally. And doesn't help that he is nice to me, *pause* well, afterthought... nicer than how he would treat alot more other people... *rolls around in grave*

Shit.. yes, this could only be explained in these words, SHIT. Very deep shit. I am wallowing in shit. Yay.. oh my god..

Calling anonymous commenter no.1

Just out of curiousity, I wanna know who posted up an anonymous comment in one of my post.. And I have also realised that ever since I set up 'No anonymous comments', no one had been commenting.. Why ar? Why ar? Why ar?

Friday, June 17, 2005

Rest in Peace, Tama-chan

Feeling - Sadness

Tama-chan scampered into our lives a few weeks ago when my brother proudly pulled a small fish tank out of a battered paper bag, declaring that he brought home a mouse. 'It is a cow mouse', he says and continued to enlighten us, saying that it is actually snake feed. While Tama-chan was bred to be snake snack, my brother kinda rescued it and we thought we had prolonged his life.. somewhat..

Me and sis was delighted and named it Tama-chan. My brother named him/her Yue Fa, some character from some chinese movie. Tama became our pet and it was a long time since we had a pet. Mum was appalled because it is a mouse.. Gem, Sarah N, Nini and Gigi doted over it when they came over.

But as of yesterday, Tama-Chan had joined the great cheese heaven in the sky. I told sis that it was her doing because she didn't want to clean out her cage.

Sis: Sob.. Tama chan is dead.. sob

Me: Bloody. It's because you always never take care.. How? Bury it nice nice.

Sis: Omg... it's not my fault.. throw already

Me: *thinks.. OMG... flushed down the loo? and forgets to reply sis*

Sis: *at the most ungodly time* Put your hands together now and say, 'Rest in Peace'.. Tama.. sob

While I have loved Tama-chan alot, I didn't know that it had such a big impact on my sister.. I did feel sad when I was told about it, maybe that is why I don't like having pets. I hate the feeling of someone leaving me. Just being selfish..

Tama-chan.. rest in peace and may your whiskers always be long and white..

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Settling Down

Listening to: Kylie Minogue - I believe in you
Feeling: Sleepy

Yawn.. The chaotic mess is finally over. Everyone had more or less packed and unpacked things that are nessacery for the new office. Heck, some even nicely decorated their walls. Feels more like office now. I've got a spiffy new cubicle that is like a ship compared to my paltry space back in the old office. Nicely arranged all my Pichus and my pink nodding thing that Arihito had gave me for my birthday. *he's such a sweetie*

Feeling extremely bored because for some unknown reason, my row of cubicle's net is down and everyone elses is up. Weird. Am typing this in notepad, feeling supremely sleeping and hungry at the same time. Ohman.. hurry up!

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Moving Day Chaos

Listening to Chantal Kreviazuk - Feels like home
Feeling: Itchy from mozzie bites

The day of the big Bluinc move looms closer and everyone is going bonkers trying to cope with the crazy deadlines and movers going round clearing stuff and hauling boxes. Boxes and paper everywhere, dust and BO (from the movers) mingled with the smell of my cKone perfume.

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Take this amount of trash and multiply it with a thousand, you'll get the accumalated trash of Bluinc
My temper ran thin with a few colleagues started having their crazy fits. Some went round screaming names in an extra shrill voice, just for the heck of it and combined with the fact that it is my bloaty season.. I was about to scream myself too.

In short... it was like Armageddon, and I can envision myself in a desolated and flattened down city with lots of smoke coming out from the rubble. Hahah.. Hitler told me that I spaced out. I did.. Jay was on the verge of killing people. The movers are here again today. Just hope that it wouldn't be as crazy as yesterday!
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"Everyone, look I've found a dead rat in my drawers"

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"OMG, tht's last season's Prada. OMG, send it to the bin!"

Just wanna get settled down into our new office because the whole move is getting to me.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Sitting in a darkened room with mozzies aplenty

Listening to: Mariah Carey - Breakdown
Feeling: Nausated due to the chips just I had

It is depressing. Sitting here in a darkened room, which is my office waiting for friends to reply to see if they wanted to have a drink. Guess by the time I finish this blog, I shall return home for Maggi or something like that.

Thinking about things that do not matter, wondering why I am still here when I can actually head home. Guess home it will be.. Fuck the packing bit. Packing sucks. bleh

The one where she finds a lizard while packing

Listening to: M-Flo - I wanna be down
Looking like: A FedEx mover, boxes, cap and all
Feeling: Optimistic

Here I am again in the office, trying to pack everything into boxes that are too small. I found the dead body of a baby lizard while trying to clear up the press releases I have. Eeek!!! That's a sure sign that I don't clean up too often. I've been in Bluinc for about a year now.. and this is the first time I actually dared to venture into No Man's Land and try to clean out the junk I have accumilated throughout. As I was packing, I thought Isn't it better if I do this every month? Just a thought, only a thought. Hahah.. Cause I know the moment I step into our new office, I will be starting the whole vicious cycle again, until it is time for me to move on again. Erkk...

Yes, Bluinc is moving. It is exciting. Because according to my colleagues, the new office is da bomb. I hope so too... Bluinc now is recognized as Kilang Gula Gula Hudsons (Bluinc resides beside the Hudson's Sweet Factory). Crap. I inhale, in the correct order, Mint, Lime, Cherry and Honey flavours every alternate day. It's like, Hey I smell Lime, it must be a Tuesday! Wtf..

I would miss this place, I bet but not in a good way. Let's just hope everything works out in the new place. Back to packing.. Hope I don't find another dead lizard!

Of teacups and a queasy stomach in the 17 Summer Splash

Listening to: Utada Hikaru - Deep River

*With one eye closed from the fatigue from the whole day of doing nothing :p*

Feeling: Queasy from the horrible, horrible teacup ride. *damn teacups*

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Pix courtesy of Kst

It was a splashing good time in Sunway Lagoon today. Me and Sarah N helped out the 17 team doing registrations, so it was 'Let me see your SMS, ok please delete it. Here's your tickets and 2 goodie bags for you, have a great time' for like a hundred thousand time. But, the pain was short. We ran out of goodie bags after an hour and a half. Cleared up and left for the wave pool. Nie, Ndrew, Kst and Arihito was there to support their dear friends too.. *I suspect the lure of nubile young bodies in bikinis did the trick*

Went around the wave pool after finishing registration and took some pictures *above* and then after 20 minutes or so of white, flabby and hairy looking men, we decided to head for the rides.

First Stop
The Galleon. What the... this is like a bloody swing if you ask me, but Kst was chickening out.. NoOoO he says but in the end decided to join us just in case we will laugh at him later on in life. Came out with ants crawling inside tummy. Nie and Ndrew held on to each other, Sarah N grasped at her skirt because she was afraid that it would fly. Kst came out safely, with a right side migraine.

Next Stop *Shakes fist at teacups*
The Apache Pots. Damn teacups. Hated this ride ever since I was a kid, but since I didn't want to be a wet blanket, I gamely soldiered on. With disasterous side effects. noOoOo.. I screamed throughout the ride. I want my mummy .... came soon after. The next pot was trying to outdo themselves. Nie, Ndrew, Kst and Arihito was trying to spin the damn thing off its bearing. I got a headache thinking of how fast it flew. Came out wanting to puke on the floor. The rest just tumbled about. *was it just because of my churning stomach and headache?*

Next Next Stop *turns around to shake fist at teacups, damn teacups*
The Tomohawk. I think this is like everyone's 'I will show you I can do it' nightmare ride. Saying so because everyone will take a ride, but not because they want to do it but maybe because they wanna show off that they have the balls to do it. Kst, Sarah N and her siblings declined the ride, stating that they are more comfy on ground instead of hanging upside down and then come crashing down to earth.
I can't decline this ride of course. Getting on this is like a mission everytime I get back to Sunway Lagoon. Nie and Tomohawk virgin Ndrew went into the first car, me and Arihito went into the next. (yes, queasy stomach and all) The seats stinks. eww... It smelled of wet swimsuits and sweat. Yucks. At that point, I wanted to throw up. beee.. The siren sounded and off we went. Ndrew was screaming, Nie was giggling. Arihito... was making weird comments about how many coins he can hear dropping. I was just thinking about how much I want to get home, shower and maybe throw up.

Got off the rides in one piece and I think that would be the last time I return to Sunway Lagoon. (even if I do, the teacups can go to hell) All in all, a good day. Too bad Gigi and Do had to go home early. Oh well.. if not for the teacups... damn teacups.. uwek.. can't think of teacups..

*Shakes fist at the teacups, damn you to hell........*

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The goodie bags that were coveted by all 17 readers

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

I am a Dog.

You Were Actually Born Under:
You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest.
However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are!
Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk.
You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood!

You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.
You Should Have Been Born Under:

You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest.
However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are!
Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk.
You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood!

You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.

Go figure... I am a dog!

Monday, June 06, 2005

Million Hair

This is me ... then

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This is me ... now

Listening to: So in Love - De Lovely Soundtrack

Yeap, I did it. I got my hair cut. Pleased as punch because I thought it looks darn good. Well, maybe not in that picture. But, really, I like the whole short and sweet look. Everyone was shocked and thought that I went through some traumatic experience and that the only sane thing to do after that is to cut my lovely hair off. Weird. A sample for your enjoyment

Gem: I can't stop staring at your hair. I need to get used to it...

After a few mins of driving

Me: Why are you staring at me? O.o;

Gem: I can't stop staring at your hair.


Sarah N: *gapes from afar* omg... I thought you were a guy from far...


Nie: *points and gapes* Ohno, what happened? Who broke your heart? *blahblahblah*


Ndrew: *points and gapes* Ohno, what happened? Who broke your heart? *in unison with Nie*


Jay: *concentrates on stirring coffee*

Me: Why are you so engrossed in your coffee?

Jay: What you want me to say?

Me: Nothing

Jay: *no comments*


G: *mouth wide open, while opening the gate. Gets into car, mouth still wide open*

Me: So what do you think?

G: *mouth wide open* OMG, you look... more mature. *hastily added* but look nice!!! (an amazing feat, mouth agape and talking the same time)


Sarah S: *holding cig packs in one hand, mouth opened so big that the cig box could actually sit there comfily* OMFG, it's so ... short. But you look nice.

Me: Smoke?


Short bites:

Colleague 1: HEY, YOU CUT YOUR HAIR! *from the opposite side of the room*

Me: *smiles* Yeah I did! *thinks 'NO, actually all I did was hacked off my hair, see the difference?*

Colleague 2: OMG, what happened? Are you ok? Did anything happen? Is it the stress? *goes on for the longest time. No space to write them all down*

Colleaguer 3: *from 500 metres away near the restaurant we always have lunch in* YOUR HAIR!!!!!

Me: Has ran off....

Hmm... loads more comments along the line as such.. Wish I had more time to write them all down. It's hilarious. Till then... Oh well..

Friday, June 03, 2005

On Me Being Fat - Part 2

Listening to: Ken Hirai - Life is...

So after much (actually two :) but really.. much appreaciated!!) support from Anonymous No1 and not so Anonymous Gigi, I feel great because then, I know that there is salvation for fat people.

But having said that, me and a few colleagues, Seema, Sarah and Jay decided that we should go on a health spree. Come Monday, we will be eating less and will be trying to do some sort of an exercise (ohman.. I am so not gonna do it =_=;). Simply because there are people who are doing this with me, I feel much more motivated to do it. It is really really hard to lose weight (that's news to those thin people reading this :p)

So guess this will also be my diet journal. What I ate, what I did everything will be recorded here. Just hope that the temptation to go bulimic won't hit me again. Cause it seemed more easy to do so. Instead of abstaining from your favorite roti, just eat it and throw up. Oh man... Those were the days..

I can't believe that I could talk about this as though I had flu and OD-ed on flu med. People out there, bulimia is bad. That's why I stopped. Try doing a search on Bulimia and its effects and you will see scary things like hair loss, teeth rotting, not being able to have babies, these things gave me the creeps. Thank goodness for the report I had to do for our college assignment.

So let's just hope this determination continues. I want to show the world I can really do it. And to those idiots who laughed at me before, eat your heart out! :p

Thursday, June 02, 2005

On Me Being Fat

Listening to: De Lovely Soundtrack (Again!)

On days like these, I wonder why did I even bothered to get out of bed. Should taken MC or something. Was sitting alone in my local Starbucks, nursing my iced latte in one hand and Marlboro Menthol Lights on the other. Decided after a short half an hour that it ain't fun after all.

Was doing some thinking (don't gasp people, I do think), and somehow me being fat kept popping into my head.

An open letter to the thin people:

Dear Twiggies,

I have never offended any of you thin people. In fact, I have always respected you all for your determination to stay thin. I have never dissed anyone of you, why do you diss me? Why do you eye me up and down and laugh at me if I wear a sleeveless tee? Do you think it is amusing that I am 20kgs overweight? Have I laughed at people who are 20kg underweight?

It makes me feel sad for you, who had laughed at my chubby arms, because you are so so so shallow. I hope there is salvation for you.

Your's Faithfully,

The Fat Pig

For the records, I am pretty comfy with who I am pretty or not. Don't come and tell me that I am pretty 'but'.....

Tell me what is beautiful because I have never thought being thin is all to being beautiful.

People make me feel inadequet. Everyone's equal, but then why do I feel as though I am of a different species?

The FAT species <---- (fat is a bad word) heheh