Samsung SGH E500

Listening to: Theme from My Sassy Girl - I Believe
Feeling: Much better!



A few months ago I got Samsung to send me their latest mobile for a review and they sent me their latest SGH E500



It's been two months now and they have yet to ask for it to be sent back. wahhahah... Looks like I'm gonna have more fun with it.

A colleague asked me that day of what I thought about my latest toy and I have to say that Samsung is getting better with their interface. I won't mind getting a Samsung the next time I am buying a phone that's for sure...

My favorite function in the phone is the Mosiac Shots.


Sarah N: That day I saw Pink digging her nose... Damn disgusting!!!


In cinemas nationwide, Pink, SarahN and Kst in their latest movie Dragon Tiger Gate!


Ham:I think of Kat everyday!!

I heart this phone and will be kinda sad when I return it. The only thing I can't take is the fact that it's so aunty.. Sigh.. The silver one's kinda cool... Shall be considering it! :p

Thursday Filler Post, waiting for the weekend...

Listening to: Jacky Cheung - The more I try to forget, the more I remember you
Feeling: Bloated


It has been two weeks since I had actually blogged. Work and Water Margin is totally time consuming but will definitely write this weekend.

Meanwhile, here's what I had been up to the past two weeks... Not including work la of course!

Bought a pair of guppies for my work place. I hope it will live for some time!


Presenting, my new friends at work, Gup and Pee I know, not too creative but fuck it

It's in this IKEA jar that I've got for RM9.90. Used it for a shoot and decided that I liked it so much that I'll keep it!


The green sticks are actually stems of plastic flowers I used for a shoot

Of course, not one day passes without me trying to cam ho in some way or another... So this is me trying very hard to take a picture of myself wearing a pair of extremely expensive sunglasses that is not mine looking as though I don't know someone is taking a picture of me.


It's not just a pair of sunnies darling, it's Fendi

Till the weekend comes... yawns....

Time out!

Listening to: The show Dad is watching
Feeling: Sleepy but not tired

I know I've been neglecting my blog for about a week but it had been a crazy week at the office, but what's new? Nearly finishing December issue and we are now starting on our January issue. Ya'all.. It's freaking 2007 in my time already and it's so weird. I kinda started signing off with the year 2007 already... Goodness, I feel 3 months older.

My latest obssession of the moment is Water Margin Online, the reason I stayed home the whole of the last weekend. (That and I am totally broke) Hurrah for payday, now I start going out for mamak sessions... *sob*

Back to WMO....

Oh Bummer...

Listening: To nothing
Feeling: A neckache

It is officially 5am and I am still up playing Water Margin Online... I spent the whole of Friday night doing just that.. (I didn't go out!!!)

I am so fucked.

Will be going back to the office tomorrow later this afternoon and I have a shoot on Sunday.

What a happening weekend this is...

Oh Baby!

Listening to: Luther Vandross feat. Beyonce - The Closer I Get to You
Feeling: Refreshed


After like a few thousand times of telling myself that I should go meet baby Nicole and mummy Amy, baby Nicole decided that enough is enough and went out to look for me!

OK, well, just joking... I was with my aunt Cat and they so happened to be there as well, so they came over to say hi... See, so cute right baby Nicole?



She didn't even cry when I picked her up to carry... and she does the cutest little flying kisses!

Oh so cute so cute! I want one!

Just bored

Listening to: Utada Hikaru - Addicted to you (Up-in-heaven mix)
Feeling: Blah


I just want to announce that I've got myself a new haircut... Behold the evolution of Pinkity


Birthday Me May 2005


Flippy me, July 2005


Maggi Me, October 2005


No more hair Me, January 2006


Me circa 2006 June


This is me... now

It scares me that I've got more hairstyle changes this year than I did for the last 20 years...

Uh Oh...

Listening to: Jessica Simpson - These boots are made for walking
Feeling: Stressed over the impending shoot


Today while I was stuffing my face with dinner and flipping through The Star, my eyes rests upon this lifestyle focus...

Fed up about your boss? Before you log on to your blog to vent, perhaps you should reconsider. ELIZABETH TAI discovers the perils of blogging about work.

JEEVAN* was frustrated about work. The software engineer had to take on duties that he had no idea how to handle, which meant learning things from scratch and enduring “a lot of boring research”.

Naturally, he took a lot of “research breaks” during work to elevate boredom – and that meant writing on his blog (short for weblog).

And as his job became increasingly frustrating, Jeevan began talking more about work on his online journal.

“Besides my three colleagues (we were a tiny start-up) who were all in the same boat as me, I couldn’t really complain to anyone else – so I blogged my frustrations. This was based on my impression that my bosses did not know my blog, and didn’t even know I had a blog,” he said.

Read the rest here... .

So yeah, of course I'm freaking out now.. Scanning my blog for any disrespectful/gossipy bits about work now... Of all things, if I get dooced. because of my blog I am gonna fucking quit and beg around for a nice book deal...

Exhausted

Listening to: Fish Leong - Bu Xiang Shui
Feeling: A massive headache and backache

Had a crazy day running around KL and realized that my car's exhaust pipe is busted.

Now it's looking like a limp dick, flapping around with every corner that I take.

Just thought it'll be funny to blog about it.

Toodles...

The trouble with trust is...

Listening to: Copa Cabana (WTF) from G's computer
Feeling: Why am I here with G in her office at this time of the morning?

While waiting for Nana to load on YouTube, I've decided to blog somemore...

Inspired by the episode that I am watching at the moment, this post is gonna be about trust in friendship.

There are many things that had happened recently that made me re-evaluate my views on friendship. Remember those autograph books that we once had where everyone wrote 'Best Friends Forever"? Up till a few years ago, I actually believed it. (though there were a few who wrote "Best FIENDS Forever" LOL!)

A few turn of events that made me think otherwise is the fact that people do change. I have been blogging about Fun and Jay for a few month and I think for those who had been reading this should know that I have a few problems with them. (Ohhh.. I am starting to get bitchy here) It's going to take too long to write everything down here but I'll just cut the crap and skim the surface.

I knew Fun through work; to come to think of it we weren't even close in the first place. We meet at the smoking bench outside the office once in a while and we don't talk much. But one day as I was on the way back from KL, she called me and asked if I was free to have dinner. I was surprised that she asked because we don't even talk in the office. Heck, now I'm wondering how she got my cell number. *makes mental note to ask her the next time I see her* I was free so I decided, alright why not and we met up.

During dinner, she was telling me that she had recently broke off with her boyfriend of 3 years and she has no friends to be out with because her ex didn't like her going out with her friends. I felt sympathetic for this poor girl who was probably chained to her boyfriend throughout the whole relationship. Towards the end of dinner, she said...

"Do you mind if I come and hang out with you guys sometimes?"

What can you say to someone like that? She seemed like this broken person who wanted to get back to her feet again and if she needs help getting a headstart in getting friends again, we shall give her help. Of course the Central Perk gang welcomed her with open arms. We warmed up to her pretty quickly. She's a fun person to hang out with (hence the name) and she was genuinely nice.

Oh the difference when she started dating Jay.

I'm pretty sure that everyone has read about their relationship so I shall not bore anyone with the details. Fast forward to 30.08.06. It's the Merdeka eve and Fun had suggested that we should go for porridge. This place opens at 5am and our normal ritual is to yamcha from the night before until they open. Sarah N agreed and I of course am up for it. The day came and we dragged G along for our little celebration. (guess you can call it that)

Let me just put this in point form because this is the second time I am typing this, my previous entry was accidently delete.. *bloody hell*

• Waited for the couple who came late. She said they'll be there at 2 only turned up at about 3 without so much of an apology.
• After one drink she decided to go elsewhere, Jay's friend's house to watch some movies to pass time till 5am. We agreed.
• Watched a B grader, half enjoyed it.

After all that, we hopped onto our cars and headed off for our final destination that day. G briefly heard that Fun and Jay will not be able to make it but they didn't tell us directly, so we decided to follow their car and when we found out that they were heading back to Jay's place, I was like WTF. Again, reasons in point form...

• She could have told us she was not up for it before we went for the movie. G was snoring throughout. We were pretty tired out but we went on with it cause Fun was so determined to go.
• She could have at least told us directly that she don't want to do but she didn't. What are the chances of three person not hearing what she has to say?
• I suspected that Jay didn't want to go and she was embarrassed to say so, so she took the easy way out. Ditched us. Ohhh thinking of that pissed me off even more...

We went on with the initial plan anyway and drove all the way to Petaling Street before calling them and layeth down the guilt trip. Asked Jay who picked up his phone where they were because we were already nearby the place and we don't see their car anywhere. He replied saying that they told us that they are not going. Hope he feels damn guilty about this whole thing.

We went back with full stomach and with angry thoughts in our head. I concluded that now I know the reason why she's got no friends. It was not because her boyfriend didn't want her to join her friends but more like she's pissed all her friends off because she puts her boyfriend above everything else.

Oh get a life... If she were to run back and cry if they ever break up, I will not be there for her. My trust for her has gone and I think if she wants to convince me to think otherwise, it will be hard work. It is sickening how people can just take other people for granted. I know it's evil to say this but I really hope one day she will learn her lesson, the hard way.

P/S; I think Jay is pissed with me because he has not spoken to me since that day. So be it. Who the hell he thinks he is anyway? Fucker

Adult Predicaments

Listening to: Akeboshi - Wind
Feeling: Bored


I've been wanting to blog about this for a long time. But it's one of those things that hit you fast and make you think and then you'll sorta forget about it until one day someone brings it up again.

So one day me and Seems were chilling at her place. In between ciggies and coke we had this rather funny conversation..

Me: You know, I can't imagine like, ten year from now. All my friends will be married and I'm still like, single. That's so scary

Seems: *laughs* OMG, that's so sad!

M: I KNOWWWWWW

S: *turns serious* Actually, I can't imagine that cause I have like never been single. I've always been with Gun. (her husband) To think of it, I've been with him since I was 24. *she had dated Gun for about 8 years and she's happily married for at least 4 years*

M: *freaks out* OMFG.. shit!!! I can see it already... I'll have a house full of cats and I'll be knitting. Sock after sock after scarves after tea cosy. Gawd.. I'll even crochet. I feel so sad!!!

S: Well, I can't say that I understand that cause I'm married with kids. *by kids she mean her two cute cats* Plus, I can't tell you 'Everything will be OK" because I don't know... don't worry Pink, you'll survive...

M: Fuck... I'm so like hanging out alone. Or alternatively, I can be like all old and wrinkly but I'll still hang out with my sister's friends. Like cause they're 9 years younger than me and I'll pretend I'm as young as them. Oh GOD! I'M SO SCARED! I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING GROW UP!!!!!!!111oneoneone *spirals into obscurity*

S: Hrmm... About this whole grown up thing, I've had this thought too, for the longest time... Sometimes I see my Boss and her husband and I think 'Wow, they are like so grown up'. Fact is, I'm about there as well age-wise but I still think sometimes me and Gun are like kids playing house. Most of the time I wonder what sort of life do they lead to have such grown up lives?

M: *babbling inaudible murmurs of pain and confusion*

S: Like, how me and Gun are like so free and easy... Maybe cause we don't have children but you know... it's like I'm still this carefree 20 something.

M: *with glazed look* Yarn... knitting... cats... rocking chair....

S: ......


Yeah, that was the gist of the whole conversation.

Truth is, sometimes when I look at the people around me of the same age. Most of them are like well dressed, well spoken and have a great career earning loads of money. Me? I have a limited wardrobe that can only survive a week. I don't even have a career suit. I am earning peanut shit and I run my mouth all the time.

Like that day when I met a client of mine to collect some stuff. I was dressed in my usual jeans skirt and T. *The p-chan look™™™* This smartly dressed lady walked out of the room to greet me and ushered me into the meeting room. After a while, we sorta talked about age and I nearly died of embarrassment when she confided in me that she's 24 years old. Lucky for me, she didn't press for my age. I would have lied and said 18. *cries*

Like Seems says, working in this industry makes you feel younger prolly because you get to wear what you want and you're allowed to be different. Maybe for her it's occasional, but for me, it's like I'm living on in this extended childhood because God forgot to level up for me. I am still a novice. (RO freaks should understand me on this)

This feeling was made worst when Amy left me a comment here asking me when I'm going over to see baby Nicole *Gomen gomen gomen nasai!!!! I should see you soon baby Nicole... If not the first time I see you will be the time you're going to Kindergarten* Amy's been married for 3 years if I'm not wrong... baby Nicole should be about 1 and a half years old. Sometime I feel that I can't comprehend the feeling of having a friend who's at the same age as me who's married and a mother. It scares me...

Last time when I see high school friends the first thing I'll ask is about their new jobs and are they in relationships but nowadays the first thing I ask is if they're married and we gossip about who's marrying who. That is so fucking scary...

Still, I don't feel like a grown up....

I've got my first property, my car, and still I don't feel like a grown up.

I've been working full time for the past 4 years and yet I don't feel like a grown up.

I've got 2 credit cards *and blown them in the process* and still... yeap... I don't feel like a grown up.

It scares me sometimes because I wonder is it cause I am just not serious about life...

And it really didn't help that I am a manga freak... =.=

I really need to get back to my Naruto DVDs...

Doumooo~~~ Hardo Gei Desu... FOOOOO

Ladies and Gentlemanko...

This is the Hardo Gei I've been raving about... Watch it and you'll understand why!




Enjoy~

Irony

Listening to: Olivia Inspi Reira - a little pain
Feeling: Like I wanna go home soon

You know, I've just got word that Steve Irwin the famous crocodile 'crikey' guy just died...

You what's the irony?


My humps, my humps myhumpsmyhumps...

He has faced off with Uncle Cobra here...


Hssss... Stop making bags out of me...

This ugly mofo there


Help! I don't want to be the next Bulgari tote!

Seriously... When I read on MSN news that he died because of a stingray... I immediately thought WTF?


Dude, that's good grilled stingray OK?



DUDE, you just killed Irwin, you bastard!

So moral of the story is, eat more grilled stingray if you like Steve Irwin!

OK, I'm sorry! I know it's bad to do that... Actually I kinda like that annoying guy. I hope he's in reptile heaven right now and... and... uh... Well, rest in peace Steve!

BTW, the god damned stingray shot a poisonous stingray barb into his heart... He died while filming.. Go here - http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14663786/ for your further reading pleasure

Waiting...

Listening to: Random murmurs from the crowd
Feeling: Bored


There are times in life when you think, why can't people just wait a little bit, is it just too hard to ask? I am like so... I am always late, and sometimes, I wish time could wait for me to catch up..

But weird enough, I hate waiting for people. Is it just me being selfish? I hate waiting for people to reply me. I hate waiting for friends to arrive for dinner, hell... I hate waiting for things to start...

It's odd that time can such a bitch.. when it's nearing deadline, I want it to slow down and even better, stop but when you're waiting for Youtube to load, you just to speed things up. I want to watch Hard Gay like nownownow...

Ok, I have to confess that I am just writing this because I am waiting for my latest Hard Gay and Nana episode to load... I am being a bitch...

I think I truly have an internet addiction problem...

Hurry up and load god damnit!

Life is a Beach

Listening to: Toploader - Dancing In The Moonlight
Feeling: Sleepy


It's my first productive weekend I've had for a long time and I think it's time I blog about the wonderful time we had in Kapas. Actually, it's just an excuse to showcase the *ahem* beautiful pictures we took

So yeah... about a month and a half back, we headed towards Pulau Kapas!


Sky High!!

Away from work and exhaust fumes we're forced to smell during our line of duty, we headed towards the peaceful East Coast of Malaysia... Of course, because we're not like some rich kind, we had to take the bus. 5 hour bus journeys are alright if you have the right companions... Our ride is scheduled at 12am...


Crazy bunch at the Putra Bus Station waiting for our ride

Of course, you'll have to carry your own baggage... So, we packed light...


We only brought like, half our wardrobe...

But when you're sitting in the same dark place without a ciggie in hand, you're bound to feel bored... So we entertained ourselves...


Guess who?

We finally reached our destination, Marang Jetty, or rather Marang Town at the ungodly hour of 5.30am. Called the guy who promised to bring us to the jetty from the town and waited at the town square *it's this ugly sculpture of a squid, fish, clams and octopus =.= * for another half an hour before the guy arrived... we piled into his pickup truck.. all 7 of us with excess baggage... But we managed...

Reached the jetty just in time to see the sky turning from grey to blue


The sky in hues of blue

Managed to take a picture of these really cute litter of kittens which so happened to be sleeping inside the dustpan...


So god damned cute!

Finally after breakfast and all, we finally boarded the speedboat


Wind through hair


The open sea! Beautiful~!!


Our driver for the day

Funny thing was that we didn't have to wear our lifejackets but Kayan, our wonderful guide cautioned us that if the boat overturns, the lifejackets are in the compartment overhead...

I was like WTF, the boat overturns, how to think where the lifejacket is? All I can think of is, FUCK I DUN WANNA DIE A VIRGIN!

See? Honest thoughts comes to mind when you're dying... BUT, after saying that, I am sure that the guys are pros... We landed safe. Still alive.. Fuh


Our beautiful chalet

Our room's nothing to scream about.. It comes with an aircond which was a relieve but after the first day there, we realized that the aircond was not necessary because we were out of the room most of the time only to come back at night to sleep.

First thing you need to do when you're in an island is to slather on your sunblock. Slather it on like you want to cause an oilslick. *Heheheheh*


Look for the sunblock monster

First thing we did was to go for lunch... Food there sux


Eww... but we were damn hungry...

Then, surf's up!!!!


Lovebirds Ahoy!

Of course, there shall always be one cam ho picture of myself featured!


Look like Cina girl... waitaminute... I am a Cina girl... =.=

For dinner, we were at the KBC, Kapas Beach Chalet. Highly recommend it... Lovely Lovely place, with lovely people...

Check it out...


Fall in love, NOW!


Sigh.. writing about this makes me wanna go back there again... I MISSS!!!!


Fun doing a bit of modelling with G and Gem at the back...

We had fun chilling by the beach side. With just a book and many many books and ciggies, we passed a few hours just like that...


Sun, Sea, Sand... Is my life...


Sunsets in paradise


Gem having some fun in the sun


Fun dreaming


G pseudo rajin... TIPU! She's actually eyeing half naked guys walking by


We even have entertainment there... Check out the Island Band...

We met loads of really nice and crazy people out there this trip... Kayan our guide was really nice.. Love him! He's super friendly and accommodating, he even got someone to play the guitar while we sing... The love story of the day was the the guitarist fell in love with G. I am still laughing over it... HAHAHAH


KBC guests... we managed to get everyone to be in the photo... there were Japanese, Austrian, British and local tourists there... The owner, Hans is Dutch and hawt... ahhahaha

They even have a friendly cat PR... SO CUTE!


Meorrrwww...


Heavenly...

Towards the end of the trip, I wanted to call Editor up to tell her there's a typhoon happening here and there is no boat back to mainland... I wanted to stay... No stress, no deadlines... I didn't even know what day it was when we were there... I turned off my phone so that no one could call and disturb this illusion. Heeh...


Don't ask why we were doing this... We were stomping on the sand because it glows blue and green after a while. Damn cool but you'll end up sweaty and shit...

Still on love with the place and I am definitely going back there come February.... Sigh...


The girls in heaven. Picture courtesy of Kst

I AM WORTH IT GOD DAMNIT!!!

Listening to: Janet Jackson - I get so lonely
Feeling: Caffeinated


Sorry Ayammana, no nasty post yet... Maybe sometime soon.. no time to blog nowadays...

So anyways, it's 11.21pm... 39 minutes till Merdeka Day.. Need to run off to shower before picking Sarah N, Kst and G up before going off to meet Fun and Jay. Had a long talk with Seems and Sarah S about my situation and decided that killing people with kindness is the way to go.

"You're not worth the money I'm paying you. You do the least in the whole team" kept ringing in my head as I picked up the phone to call Fun to ask her if her new company wants to hire someone... Right after that after all the heat subsided I realized that I will truly miss the magazine if I go. About 7pm, the other company called me up for an interview. After talking to him I was even more troubled. I'm gonna miss the team, I'm gonna miss the work and the company.

Seems suggested that I should try meta-meditation where you wish the person all the best an give that person your happy vibes so that person will treat you better. I am going to give that a try and improve on myself. Shall come in at 9am everyday and put in all my stories on time. Shall not complain when people ask me to loan stuff last minute. Shall smile to her whenever possible and shall be even nicer to her. Maybe somewhere in between she'll feel bad and change.

Will not leave because of her when I really love my work. Shall keep my passion *FIRE!* to a maximum... So easy to say... I hope it's easy to do as well...

Because I know I am worth it...

Happy Merdeka everyone... I am working tomorrow T.T

Daphne, oh, Daphne...

Listening to: Franz Ferdinand - Take me out
Feeling: I wanna go home!

Well, because Miss Daphne Iking said "Tak aci, never put my picture up in your blog wan" (OK, she didn't exactly say that, so I am not quoting her ok?) here is it... Suddenly remembered that Shuk Yin sent me two pictures with all of us in it taken during our Hong Kong trip so posting it up here loe...

(L-R) Sheila the cutie, Daphne the gilar, May the sweetie, Shawn the shopaholic, Shuks the long lost college mate, me... and OMG, that's me looking REALLY pathetic at the back.. Wait till I go back to my mac and zoom it in plus put in red ballon to make everyone notice me!

(L-R) Wong with his arse to the camera, Daphne, Sheila, Shawn, me and pink bag, May, Shuk. Taken at The Peak, Hong Kong. Nice right?

I have to admit that I was reluctant to put this beautiful lady's picture because I was afraid that she might not like ma... But then again, she is like the nicest person...

When I first met her in the airport, I was kinda freaked out because you know... she's a celeb and everything but turns out that she is so gila-gila and fun. Totally made the whole trip super fun. My only regret was that didn't take pictures of her going all nuts in Madame Tussaud's. *giggles*

Still in office, feeling abit sad that I don't have life no more. Looking at G who is using my colleague's computer and attempting to blog. *sniggers* Turned out that she accidently deleted the whole thing after spending like about an hour typing...

*dies laughing!!!!* Suddenly realized that my night was not so boring after all... TA!

Enough about me, let's talk about me s'more!

Listening to: The Fray - Over my head
Feeling: Poor...


I am so effing poor that I have no money to buy ciggies. So sad, had to bum ciggies off G and then inhale other people's second hand smoke to satisfy my disgusting habit. I gotta stop smoking sometime soon... If I get any poorer I would have to dig into the dustbin to look for cigarette butts that are hopefully good for at least two puffs. Sad sad sad! I need to get my claims soon to buy lunch! SNIFF!!!!

OK, back to the main topic... Recently, I realized that some people out there are so fucking obsessed with themselves that they can't stop talking about themselves for even a few seconds. I mean, you can do that when you're blogging cause IT'S MY BLOODY BLOG FOR GOD'S SAKE and readers can decide whether they want to read or not. My friends are forced to read this least I disown them Well, sorry I digress...

Anyway, back to this breed of people.

I guess it's alright to talk about yourself sometimes... I mean, we do it all the time. But you know there are signals when you should stop. Take this for an example...

Me: *yakyakyakyakity yak about some Japanese gay men going round scaring people in the streets of Tokyo*

Gem: *Looks bored but pretends to be interested*

Me: *Continues yakking without noticing Gem is about to burst into tears of boredom*

G: *Looks at me and Gem, amused and suddenly bursts out laughing* Eh, can't you see that she is so bloody bored? Give her a break.. She don't care la!

Me: Huh? Butbutbutbut, I thought she was interested!

Gem: *Giving an amused but painful smile* Well... You were so into it so I didn't want to cut your steam la...

Me: *Wilts in embarrassment*

*Sorry guys, I've learnt my lesson*

Maybe that was not a good example because I was not talking about myself... Maybe this will be a better one...

Me: You know, about that whole ban on liquid on planes because there was some crazy terrorist plan is just scary...

Friend1: Yeah, you know... I didn't realize that these bomb things are so high tech... And to think that you can't even bring milk on board... Man, it makes you think how evil people are nowadays...

Friend2: YEAH! I once brought milk onboard as well, but you know not because I had a kid but because I wanted to do this facial mask on the plane with it. I was so bored in the plane! I had to watch this movie like 3 times before we landed... And when we reach our location we checked in and straight away went shopping and you know what I bought? Like the whole frigging suitcase... *I shall not bore everyone with this but I guess you catch my drift?*

Me and F1: *WTF face*

Really, what the hell... I mean, this is just an example and the above conversation didn't transpire (thank god) but something like that did really happen over the weekend... Really, I cannot stand this person for doing the whole 'Enough about me, let's talk about me s'more' attitude... There are times when this particular friend has the cheek to stop us in the middle of a conversation and ask 'Are you done with what you're talking about?' and launches into some totally unrelated and in my honest opinion, totally pointless something about herself...

As she was talking, I can feel myself detaching myself from my body and there I was, floating above the table and I see two totally bored girls with a slight twitch on their faces while the ME girl continues on and on totally oblivious to the fact that her two friends are so tuned out...

To me it's like this; if you have this big problem you wanna discuss and moan over go ahead and go into 'ME' mode. It's totally understandable, but if you just want to be in the centre of the conversation but have nothing intelligent to contribute here's a suggestion... SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN! Maybe you might learn something that you could use in the future.. or even better, try reading the newspaper and maybe then you might have something more interesting to think and discuss the next time...

And if that person thinks that talking about herself is so effing interesting, maybe that person should talk to the mirror... After all, you're your own best audience.

FUH! Feel so much better after spewing this out...

Do some charity lah!

Listening to: Sergio Mendes feat. BEP - Mas Que Nada
Feeling: The Friday blues. Happy that it's the weekend but unhappy because there are so many things to do before Monday.

In case you guys have yet to notice, I have totally ho-ed my blog to Google.

I'm sorry but I really need the money help me buy my new phone by clicking on the ads. *psst... honestly, I really don't know how it works... but just click loe*

Download the Picasa program at the bottom of the page for quicker picture upload. I think you can even chat on it.

So remember, use the search toolbar; if you need Picasa - download here; if you can and have the time, click on some of the ads... You might find something hawt here! *besides me of course*

Flattened I mean, Flattered

Listening to: Random chinese music from some random computer
Feeling: Sleepy

Yesterday I received this uplifting email from Marina of the US of A. :)

First and foremost, let me explain Marina. Marina is a girl whom I knew since I was in high school. She was the coolest cat around. As in, for a 15 year old she posseses the cool collected calm of a 25 year old working woman. Needless to say, I was always in awe of her. She's smart and funny in a quiet kinda way. AND she was the only person who could stand Yews of his crazy ways.

Just when we were able to hold our own naughty conversations, she flew off to US to further her studies. Now she only comes back once a year. Marina and me, oh we had such good times...

So back to the uplifting email, she sent me this...

"Hey you!

I know this is probably long overdue or something and totally obvious, but I just finished reading a whole bunch of the posts from your blog and you are a mighty talented blogger. Your posts are fun and insightful to read...and its not just because you write about your life..but the way you word your experiences. I just felt like telling you that. Sometimes (ok...most times) I am so out of touch with stuff and I wanted to take some time to share my thoughts about this part of your life with you. By the way...good luck on the cha-cha dancing! Sounds like fun. Make sure to dance with the cute boys in class ok? Or it there are none...at least the moderately handsome ones.

Marina."

Man, that totally made my day. Marina, of all people to say so about me. Just when I wondered if I should continue writing, professionally. OK, to put it simply; I'm flattered.

Wait, let me try again.

I'M FUCKING FLATTERED.

Thanks Marina. I had like the best day yesterday. The day went on with glitches as usual but I feel the ray of hope shining on me, so I soldiered on. *stupid smile on my face*

I'm out...

One of those moments.

Listening to: Kanye West - All falls down
Feeling: Melanchonic


With sis's recent achievements, my parents are walking around with proud looks on their faces which I don't blame them for. I get kinda teary eyed too when I watch my sister perform. *She plays the guzheng by the way*

But last week, sis won this competition sponsored by this local TV station, mom practically flipped her wig. Firstly, she got nearly everyone with the same surname to watch the competition on TV. Then she got everyone with the same surname as her to watch the competition on TV. Then she managed to convince all my cousins, twice removed, to watch the TV program. And then she got ALL of my brother's friends to watch the competition on TV. I am suspecting she got some of the mamak stalls to tune into the TV station at that time.

Which was totally fine by me. Heck, I wish that mom would get everyone we know to buy Her World just cause I write for it. Until I realized that I bought tickets for Pirates of the Caribbean on the same day and will miss the broadcast. Mom didn't know that I will miss that precious broadcast because she's back in Seremban. I do truly regret it but then, I've bought the tickets already. So I went on with my plans...

Everything went well until the following Monday when we got together for dinner. They were gushing about sis as usual. Blah blah blah, and then mom turned to me and said...

Mom: Everyone supported sis so much...

Me: Ahuh

Mom: So did you watch it?

Me: *feeling really guilty and shit* Uh... No

Mom: What sort of sister are you anyway? Everyone, even your cousins called everyone they knew to watch her. And you as a sister did not?

Me:*shrinking into the size of an ant* But I bought tickets for a movie before I got to know about this

Mom: So? This is a once in a lifetime thing. Can't you forgo your stupid movie?

I was about to protest and say, 'But it's Orlando Bloom. You can't forgo Orlando Bloom.' when I realized that would sound extremely bad on me and decided to shut the fuck up and finished dinner in silence.

Suddenly I was transported back to the time I was about 10. It was my first Christmas ballet recital and we had practiced extra hard for it. Mom had grumbled when I told her that the costume would cost her about RM80 but she paid for it anyway. I had to save about RM30 to buy a ticket for my dad because I really wanted him to watch me, the prancing ballerina. I had to beg him to come to the concert. Mom thought the ticket was too expensive and told me not to get her a ticket.

I remembered I was backstage, peeping through the curtains checking to see if dad was there already. Ours was the third routine. It was all really exciting, smell of sweat and makeup all mixed up with the smell of the stage. Everyone's parents were there. Some helped to put on makeup, some just stood around, snapping pictures of their kid in cute costumes. Dad was still not there.

When it was finally time to start, our group filed onto the darkened stage and I frantically scanned the crowd and I saw Dad. He looked pretty bored and I think he was kinda drunk. The music started and I remembered dancing as I had never danced before. When it was all over, I looked at dad's direction again and I saw him clapping. I remembered that I felt so proud of myself and when he came over at the end of the recital, he said these words 'Let's go, I'm bored and tired.' I could smell that he had a few after work drinks too many. I had never felt so disappointed in my whole entire life. When I got home, mom didn't even ask how it went. I went up to my room and didn't come down till the next day.

It's just one of those moments when you wonder if you've really been adopted or picked up from the dustbin. Really, I thought I should run away and be the gypsy I was supposed to be. *that idea was courtesy of Enid Blyton books.*

Maybe mom and dad hated the idea of me doing ballet in the first place, and loved the fact that sis is excelling in something they liked. But I am glad that she is getting so much support from my parents. I'll just go on with my gypsy ways. What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Single & Fabulous! vs Single & Fabulous?

It's Thursday night and I home by 7.30pm *gasp* feeling rather bored with nothing to do cause the girls were busy with whatever they are doing. So I decided to watch this really bad Korean show, The Wig.

I felt so depressed cause it was so bad so I decided to re-watch a few episodes of Sex and the City season 2. And there was this episode 'Single & Fabulous and I thought... 'Great! Something that I should be watching!' and watched on. Boy was I wrong to watch that episode.

First, let me define MY version of being single and fabulous. In my honest opinion, single, independent modern working girls should NOT be intimidated by the fact that we are single. It's a celebration of independence, not having to be with a man to feel happy. There is a very fine line to being a single and fabulous girl and a single and bitter girl. Knowing that you will be one day married or attached is the thin line that separates the normal and man-haters.

Carrie Bradshaw's definition was about the same; being single and fabulous girl about town is nothing to cry or moan about.

But as the episode went on, I came to realize that sometimes we tend to fake the happiness that we single and fabulous ladies claim to have simply because we, the fantastic Single and Fabulous ladies initially claim to enjoy our single status and I for one do NOT want to be the first one to admit that it gets lonely sometimes.

For the past few months, I realized that we girls do not spend as much time as we used to simply because Gem had her footie break with XBF, Sarah N and Kst is stuck to the hip and they were both busy with work as well, G had her cousins down from all over the world, Jay and Fun just got together so I guess they needed their together time. Not only that Kay is also attached, Arihito is MIA, Nini and I rarely meet up anymore *I need a break from her* and everyone else that I know I don't usually hang with.

It is times like this that makes you stop that 5th episode of CSI you had been watching in a row and wonder, 'Hey, it's Friday today. Why the hell am I home?" . These are the times when you feel that indent on your bed made by your ass and think, 'It's time to go out'.

This is not about friends abandoning anyone. It's just me wondering if it's time to get serious about this whole 'soulmate' thing.

The fact is, I had not had a serious romantic relationship in my 24 years of live and sometimes when I see friends who are happily dating with their cute little squabbles and starry eyes, I wonder how it is to be in a relationship? I've watched my share of Korean soap to be a romantic and also enough American soap to make me a cynic. What a balance, I know but how can I comment on something I have not experienced before?

Somehow I can't help but to wonder if I will end up at G's or Gem's baby full moon party with a ciggie on my right hand and a glass of wine (or beer, depending on their budget) getting a little high, alone and I see Sarah N Jr and Kst Jr running around in their cute jumpers while Nini walks table to table with her new man.

Sometimes, being with my attached friends make me feel as though I am not part of the group simply because I see them as different... It alienates me for a reason. While I was thinking of that, Carrie Bradshaw said it out loud for me. "Is being single the modern equivalent to being a leper?"

Being single automatically puts you in the same category as being a freaky fat ugly person with the wit of a three toed sloth or people might just perceive you as being a lesbian. Being single is suddenly the uncool thing. Or is it? I couldn't help but to think that sometimes. It disturbs me that some people judge by looking at your marital status. But it happens. It happens everywhere all the freaking time.

It strikes me as unfair as well, because bachelors are allowed to have such a jolly good time; swinging past their forties in flashy cars with no commitment sex and spinsters are doomed to stay in their spinster house bought with their hard earned money that they have painstakingly saved throughout their lonely and boring life. Of course there is also this stigma that spinsters has a dozen or two tabby cats as companion and knitting some sock or baby hat for their friend's grandchildren or their grand-nephews. Why can't I be a forty something spinster with champagne flute in one hand and a cigar on the other?

Then it struck me; being unattached is not about what people think about you. It is all about how you perceive yourself. If you think you're comfortable with being Single and Fab till you find someone you think compatible (That's just because we're being choosy) do it. But if you think otherwise, do something about it, like maybe go on a dating website or something.

It gets lonely, no doubt but at the end of the day I guess all you need is some faith in yourself that you will one day find happiness too. And happiness comes in so many forms; being able to do what you really like. Hanging out till 6 in the morning if you want to. Smoke and drink all you want (OK, that's bad! I'm not advocating this!). Watching that sappy movie on repeat, things like that. Not that I am saying this just because I am fabulously single and obviously fantastic... I'm saying this because I know no matter what happens, single or attached, no one will ever love you more than yourself! Agree?

Till then, I shall be at home (it's a great change, really) working on ways to love myself more.

I am so fucking-fantabulous for figuring this whole thing out! And definitely single... peace.

The above few hundred words are honest thoughts from the writer and there is absolutely no need for anyone to follow the writer's way of life

New Hobby~

I've got a new hobby!!!!!



I've just paid RM180 for 3 months worth of latin cha cha dancing...

Don't laugh ok? It's damn fun! I am so serious...

Happy

Listening to: Teriyaki Boyz - Be in Tokyo
Feeling: Sleepy and contented


Happiness is when you realize that your A/C is working again after 3 sweltering hot nights sans this household essential.

Happiness is also when you discover that mom bought your favorite meatballs by the dozen.

Smelling lavender shower gel while snuggling under covers is heavenly.

I am happy when I walk down to the kitchen in the morning and discover mom cooked breakfast. Double happiness is when she cooks my favorite stewed noodles.

Watching Howl's Moving Castle send tingles to my toes and I feel happy.

Sleeping till late makes me happy too~

I love the weekends!

Shiawase ne!

Hips don't lie

Listening to: Aaliyah - Are you that somebody?
Feeling: Extremely sleepy and lazy. I don't wanna do my work!

Yes it's true that the hips don't lie. I scarfed down a whole tube of Chipsmore hazelnut chocolate chips cookies and a whole pack of Cheezels while rolling around in my bed watching 24 yesterday. I'm so heavy now that I am sinking down to the deep dark depths of hell where people are injected with calories to eternally torture them...

OK, I am just being delirious...

And I am paranoid that I am taking on the shade of toast on the 5th setting i.e. burnt

I have one more article due and I am feeling so frigging lazyyyyyyyy!!!!!!