Friday, December 30, 2005

Sayonara...

Oii...why am I here?? It's fifteen minutes past 12 and I'm supposed to be sleeping!!! Hehe...

In about nine hours time, I'll be going on a two-hour journey back to Uni. And the funny thing is I'm smiling! Gosh...I'm crazy! Heh!

Anyway, I'm not sure when I'll blog again. So, I wish you all "Happy New Year"! May the new year brings you joy, luck, love, wealth and .......(fill in the blanks yourself! I know you're greedy when it comes to things like these =P)

See you next year! Take care! Hopefully, the rollercoaster ride for the year of 2006 won't be that bumpy as in this year...

Ciao. Muaks.

*hugs*

:)



Thursday, December 29, 2005

I'm going back...

I'm slightly excited but at the same time, there's this hidden fear in me! :S

I don't know why there's a feeling of anticipation to go back to the jungle. Is there anything wrong with me??? Well, I certainly know there's actually nothing to make me feel this way. Nothing at all but why am I getting excited with the idea of going back to join the other monkeys, pigs, cobras and penguins in the big jungle??? Oh perhaps, it's because I found solace there in my previous sem when I called upon The Great One. Hmmm....if the excitement is all because of the closer communion with Him and not something else, there's a point of having the eagerness of going back! :)

Apart from the enthusiasm of going back, I'm also scared. I'm afraid of seeing myself "lost" again. The fear of what I went through is still lurking around in me. That's really scary! I don't want to fall again. I don't want to be out of control and let the emotional side of me taking over. Actually, I realised that this fear of repeated histories have been residing in the brain for a period of time. I don't even know how to describe the exact feeling that is attacking me right now. I just know that I'm scared. I'm afraid of getting "lost" again and it would certainly take a longer period to search back myself to get back on track. Let's just hope that I'll be stronger this time with the love and guidance from The Great One up there. Hopefully, He'll continue to keep an eye on me and prevent me from falling again. After all, it takes a long duration of time to get up again after each fall. It's definitely easier said than done. Nevertheless, I'm keeping my fingers crossed and with the faith I have in Him and also myself, I could see a bright light at the end of the tunnel for the journey this time!

After rotting for two months, I'm finally going back to Universiti Hutan Malaysia tomorrow and hopefully, I'll be able to blog as frequent as I like! Hehe...


Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Are you a true Penangite??

If the answer to the title or question above is yes, PLEASE be proud of our own dialect, Hokkien. Speak Hokkien! Kong Hokkien ua!

These days, everyone seems to be speaking Mandarin. *sheesh* Where ever I go, people speak Mandarin to me! Eh hello! Does any part of my face show signs that I could read, write or speak fluently in Mandarin?? I can't deny the beauty of the language BUT please lah, be proud of the Hokkien dialect. Oii, Penang lang toh bey kong Hokkien ua!!

What is wrong with the Chinese communities on this small island??? They've set a lousy mindset that one who speaks Mandarin has a higher status or class. This is so wrong. Just because of that kind of mindset, nobody speaks Hokkien anymore. Not even the sales girls or promoters at shopping malls. They can't understand Hokkien. They can't speak English too. Oh no! It feels like I'm actually in China!!!

It was really frustrating when the sales girl couldn't understand a customer. I was in Prangin Mall yesterday when a foreigner asked the part-time employee's assistance. She couldn't understand simple English at all. Since I was just a few centimetres away, I offered help. I translated what the tourist wanted to the girl in Hokkien as I thought everyone in Penang would comprehend that famous dialect. The young sales girl just grinned sheepishly. I asked her in a lousy intonated Mandarin, "You can't speak Hokkien, can you??" She replied in Mandarin and said no. I told her what the foreginer wanted in Mandarin and she complied to the tourist's orders. (Hmm...I wonder whether she understood what I said or not since that I'm a 85% banana! Erm...not this banana ok!) Isn't it embarrassing that even the Nepalese waiter at the famous coffeeshop at Swatow Lane could speak better Hokkien and English??? *shakes head*

Sad to say, but it's true. Currently, most Penangites are falling into that kind of category, just like that sales girl. They could speak fluently in Mandarin but they can't even understand simple English or Hokkien. Gosh! This category of peeps include professionals like engineers and executives! Don't believe me??? Well, leave your email addresses in the comment section and I'll send you a list of engineers from a well-known company. All those engineers from my contact list in MSN can't even understand simple English or Hokkien. Now, that's a solid reason as to why I prefer to be single until any exceptional ones appear! Hehehe....Oh out of topic! Now, I'm reminding you to speak Hokkien! Preserve the beauty of the dialect! Lai wa lang kong Hokkien ua! Hehe...


Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Oh no!!! What have I done???

Nehh....I got sick of the previous template. This is NOT the template I've been working on coz I still need some time to master some CSS skills.

So, stay tuned for the new template....erm, I don't know when it'll complete! HAha...

Monday, December 26, 2005

I am so bloody annoyed...

Eh hello! I'm still very young ok, now stop bombarding me all those weird questions, will you?? *sheesh* Why are all the older generations like that?? Okie, put those questions aside. Now, you tell me. What is your point if you start bragging about somebody I don't even know (I just know she exists)???

"Wahhh...the girl Mrs. Cakap Banyak took care of has started working. She just got back from the stupid land of Kangaroos and is earning RM 3700 a month!!!" (the girl is also twenty-one)

Bloody hell. You think I don't want to grad is it?? You think I don't want to earn that much??? If given a chance, I would very much prefer to start working tomorrow! You think it's so damn nice to stay in the jungle is it??? I just don't get it. The older generations are a bunch of weird people. They mentioned someone else's success. So, I thought, it would be a great idea to say something, like...erm my future.

BUT, I got bombarded! *rolls eyes* All I said was, "I can't wait to grad!" and they thought that was a stupid thing to think about. "You should enjoy your student's life and bla, bla, bla...no worries at all (yeah right!)...bla, bla, bla..."

I remember I mentioned something a few weeks back. "KL should be a great place to work for an alcoholic a workaholic like me. That place has got lots of job opportunities....that kind of jobs I've been eyeing for" But, I got this answer. "KL is not good. With the high cost of living (which is true), no friends over there (WRONG), no place to stay (this problem can be settled), got lots of bad guys too (oh really???) and yadda, yadda yadda...."

Oh okie. I KNOW. They are just over-protective. Of course they love me BUT isn't it over-exaggerating??? I'm growing older. It's almost time to leave the nest. In fact, I got the same kind of look from my folks when I told them I'm going to somewhere else to study and work. This is so not cool! Now, I really wonder how the hell am I going to tell them once I get an offer to work in the big city or worse...an offer for my postgraduate studies elsewhere some day. *sheesh*

I am telling you. It's not nice to be a girl, NOT because of the monthly flow. You know why? It's because I get funny answers like these:

"No matter how old you are, you will still be our LITTLE girl (Yea...that's very sweet but...)"

"...but I can't stay with you forever right? Yea...you both will still be my priority but as I get older, I have many other things to do. Many other responsibilities to undertake...like building my own career or better still, business empire, get married and have kids, etc."

"I know...that's why your father is worried that you will leave us. When you got an offer from uni, we were very much relieved coz you will still be near to us."

".....So, if I really got an offer to further my studies in another country, he won't let me go??? Do you mean to say that you prefer me to stay in Penang FOREVER??"

"I don't think he'll stop you but it's better to be in Penang. You could still pursue your masters here."


"*disappointed* In that case, please be warned...IF I really stay and work in Penang next time, it's rather impossible for you to have a son-in-law or grandchildren" *secretly planning to work and stay elsewhere*

"Why? Don't be so choosy lah. You got many male friends right? Ahh, that one who drives car X is ok what. That guy I saw the other day is also not bad. Oh, what about that old friend of yours who drives car Y? The guy who drives car Z got girlfriend already??"

"....................."



See?? I know my folks are caring and loving. BUT, mum is irritating over-exaggerating! Damn...why does the older generations love to compare?? Now, she's bragging about someone getting a highly paid job in KL. What's next??
"Oh, Mrs. Mulut Besar's daughter got engaged and she's getting married soon. When is your turn??" OR
"Mrs. KaypoChee's daughter gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Sigh. Don't know whether I'll have the luck to play with my granchildren."
Well, mum didn't say those things yet, but she MIGHT say it one of these days!

I could foresee that mum is soon going to be like the other nosy Aunties out there! Scary but I don't get it. Why is it that mum doesn't say anything like that to bro??? This is so unfair. Why is it that girls get bombarded with annoying questions all the time???? I wonder how will my folks react IF I tell them I'm into girls....(Eeuuuwww....NO way! I'm straight. GUYS only! No joke.)

*sheesh* I am so bloody annoyed coz mum keeps repeating the same questions over and over again. Shit. Why am I so irritated?? Ahhh....it's that time of the month! No wonder I can't tolerate anymore. *rolls eyes*






Sunday, December 25, 2005

The Twelve Days of Christmas


There are twelve days of Christmas before Epiphany on January 6th.

Read here.


~Merry Christmas~



Merry Christmas!!!

O Holy Night

O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.
Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was born;
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!

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A Christmas Prayer by Robert Louis Stevenson

Loving Father,

Help us remember the birth of Jesus,
that we may share in the song of the angels,
the gladness of the shepherds,
and worship of the wise men.

Close the door of hate and open the door of love all over the world.
Let kindness come with every gift and good desires with every greeting.
Deliver us from evil by the blessing which Christ brings, and teach us to be merry with clear hearts.

May the Christmas morning make us happy to be thy children, and Christmas evening bring us to our beds with grateful thoughts, forgiving and forgiven, for Jesus' sake. Amen.


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Dear Lord Jesus, Happy Birthday! Thank you for coming into my life. You calm me each time when I'm down. You hug and comfort me when I feel like crying. You always listen when I talk. You shower me with unconditional love when I need someone. You guide and search for me each time when I get lost in my journey of life. You were and will always be there when I need You. You accept and love me for who I am. Therefore, You will always have a place in my heart because I love You too! Merry Christmas! :)


Merry Christmas to everyone out there! *Cheers*



Saturday, December 24, 2005

Poison Ivy

My lips are red. Burning red without any lipstick! Shit! No wonder everyone stared at me my lips when I went out just now. My lips are not just plain red. There's a burning sensation inside! OMG! Now I should really start worrying.

1) Did I kiss anyone with viral infected lips recently?? I can't kiss anyone with my burning red lips! Not even a Christmas kiss! :(

2) I don't want my lips to be swollen and the next moment, I'll look like Ronald McDonald's! Gosh!

3) Big red lips = big mouth??? But...but I'm not the talkative type!! (Erm, only when I'm around strangers and quiet people) *sheesh*

I'm dead! Poor lips! *sobs*



Friday, December 23, 2005

Eight days to expiry

In eight days time, we'll have to bid farewell to the oh-so-lousy year and greet 2006 with many new hopes and wishes. With another eight days in hand, it's about time to reflect back what I've done in the past 357 days. In fact, I had some reflections a few weeks back...too early huh?? Hehe... What do you expect? We girls (or just me???) are always thinking of something way beyond what we're supposed to.

Staring at myself in the mirror just now, I saw a new image. This new image is a familiar face but she has certainly changed into a different person altogether within a year's time. She has changed both physically and mentally. Well, many friends have given positive feedbacks on my physical looks but I still don't like my chubby cheeks or "babyface" looks. Shit. I just hate those two "tua paos" on my face! And some even think that yours truly is cute! OMG! *pengsan*

Oh yea. Still remember I mentioned something about losing weight, exercising and dieting when I started blogging?? Hehe... I'm still a sucker who can't stop her passion in food. Nevertheless, I managed to cut down on my food intake and some friends said that I look slimmer. Haha. Well, I think it's because of the orthodontic treatment I started about a month ago. So, what's the problem with a temporary ugliness when I could have a nice set of teeth in two years' time??? And I could also prevent myself from eating like a guy gobbling down food like I always did. Hence, I guess it's a pretty good idea as I could kill two birds with one stone. Oh there's another thing I forgot to mention. I finally got rid of the fear of meeting a dentist or orthodontist! (Will tell about the fear I always had since my childhood days next time...LOL)

Then, it's the new hairdo. I used to chicken out when I entered a hair salon with professional hairstylists touching my hair. After much consideration, I made a daring decision. I entered one of the most famous hair salons in Penang and got myself a new hairdo. The barber hairstylist did a great job and I left the salon with a big smile from ear to ear! All I said was, "I want to make all the guys out there to look at me and start drooling!""I want to change my hairstyle to medium curls that is easy to manage!"

I think that's all for the physical changes I had. As for the other aspect, it's rather difficult to describe since that I've changed a few times in this year alone. However, I'm happy and satisfied with what I did and went through. It was indeed a journey on a rollercoaster as I kept going up and down throughout the year. There were times when I actually got tired and decided to sleep through the whole day or do anything else to stop myself from pondering too much. Then, I realised it wasn't an ideal way of settling one's problems. I faced and handled each problem single handedly, but of course with the guidance from The Great One.

I have no regrets of calling upon The Great One to calm me down back in July. It was so silly of me that I thought I couldn't ask for His love and guidance if I haven't entered His kingdom officially. I was so wrong. I recalled the first time I asked Mrs.Chiang (The auntie who took care of me when I was young) about Him in 1989. Then, I spoke to him when I was nine. It came as a surprise that all the while, He has been there for me but I didn't notice His existence. Thinking back, I could really afford a smile as I knew I was carried up each time I fell down. Until now, the situation is still the same and I definitely can't enter His kingdom officially any time soon. BUT, there's one thing for sure. He's living within me. I made up my mind and decided not to care on what others say about this faith. After all, this is what I believe. This is between me and The Great One. It has got nothing to do with anyone out there as He was and is still the one who loves, listens to, guides, supports and lifts me up even higher than before after each fall. So, if you love me (as a friend or family), please respect me and accept me for who I am. I am neither holy nor pious. I just have faith in Him. Thanks for understanding.

Did I get too carried away in my previous paragraph?? LOL...Girls are always like that! The next thing I'm about to say is the four letter word that starts with the letter "L". *sheesh* My cheemui, Mickey forced me to make a joint New Year resolution with her early this year or a joint wish at the end of last year during Christmas. And yes, the wish sort of came true...a bit. With heaps of excitements and heart "attacks", I fell head over heels with someone. OMG!! That someone brought me feelings I never had before! Ok, now please do some logical thinking. IF you ever found somebody who looks, acts and thinks like the oh-so-perfect man or woman of your dreams, would you fall for him or her??? It makes sense right? So, I guess everything happened naturally.

Oh this post is getting too long. I guess I should just cut the stories short. Apart from all those I mentioned above, the rest would be the lousy and boring life in the jungle. Ehh, I forgot to mention something. I found a new passion in books recently but the interest is only on certain types of reading materials. I frequented the library in uni a few times in a week until the guards could recognise me! It's kinda amusing that these days I love to join the other unknown geeks in the library, a place I never had interest in when I was younger! Am I catching up on the lost times??? Haha...

OMG!!! I've changed drastically!! Changed into a better person??? Of course!! =P

Well, there's a need to think of Christmas wishes and New Year resolutions now. See ya!



Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Adulthood vs Childhood

Ever got stuck in a bottleneck situation where you had to hide or run away from reality?? Oh well, I bet you peeps have done that umpteen times during your childhood days but now, as we get older, we have to deal everything...erm, the adult way. (Aisehhh! I sound like an expert! LOL!)

At times, you tend to get tired and feel like giving up. Feels like going elsewhere or run away from reality just to chill out when things don't happen your way or the way it is supposed to be. BUT, adulthood deals with responsibilities. We can't simply do anything (whether it's right or wrong) and just run away from it. You ought to be accountable for the things you've said or done. And it's definitely not an easy task.

Being a responsible adult, I finally spoke to that fella. I had a long chat with him. We negotiated and settled everything. He hopes that we could still be friends and it's really a good news. So, everything's over! I'm very much relieved now and I could definitely meet my Creator with a clear conscience next time. :)

So my advice is, (What??? I'm giving advice?? *gasps*) before you do anything, just think carefully for you would be held responsible for anything you've done or said. What ever it is, there's always a way out. It's just a matter of how you see things and handle them. If you reckon that running away from reality helps, how long do you think a person could possibly run??? Forever?? The best is, judge things with a clear conscience. Open your heart and let it make the right decision, accompanied by a tad of logical thinking. If you've done no wrong, you needn't feel guilty or whatsoever. No matter how, it's best to face each obstacle as a real adult. Deal it and not run away from it.

*cheers*

Monday, December 19, 2005

The Permanent head Damage (PhD)

You Have Your PhD in Men

You understand men almost better than anyone.
You accept that guys are very different, and you read signals well.
Work what you know about men, and your relationships will be blissful.



PhD in men??? *sheesh* I would rather have a real PhD in psychology!

"You understand men almost better than anyone."
Oh really? I would rather be a fool than to know too many things about men coz it feels weird to have the ability to see men differently. No wonder some blokes actually freaked out when they realised my so-called ability in understanding men. LOL! Now congratulate me coz I think I've just freaked someone out a few minutes ago!! *blushes*

"You accept that guys are very different, and you read signals well." Yeah right! Just because I could read signals well, I often freak out even before a man say or do anything and that's IF I don't like him. If I like him, it would be worse coz there would be no excitement at all since I knew what he's up to.

"Work what you know about men, and your relationships will be blissful." What kind of bullshit is that?? How would you explain with the screwed up previous relationships? *sheesh*

Lousy crap!



Saturday, December 17, 2005

Should I lodge a police report???

First, it was my neighbour. Now, it's an orang utan! What the hell???

Case 1:
About twenty one years ago, my idiotic lovely neighbour gave birth to a healthy baby girl two weeks before I greet the world. As the Lims were plain stupid had no creativity ran out of ideas, the little girl was given the name ******. Coincidentally, that name was supposed to be mine as Dad's French friend had earlier suggested it when I was merely a few months old in the comfortable womb. To cut the story short, the Lims had stolen my name!!! Knowing that they've stolen a cute little girl's name, they ran to Ipoh or KL to hide and never return ever since! And poor me, I only get to use that name as my nick on MSN now and not as my official one as in the Identification Card. So, love thy neighbour??? Erm, sorry but how to love them when they are thieves??? *sheesh*

Case 2:
About two hours ago, I just got back from somewhere and thought it would be great to read the newspaper before I take a short nap. I reckoned I would be reading something interesting, like the case of the nude ear squats and the lame comments by some bigshots regarding the naked lady and witnesses or the superb achievements of YTL corporation in the business section. BUT, I was really shocked to see the front page of The Star coz my REAL name (as in my Identification Card) was published! Initially, I thought it must be some lousy copycats who used my name for commercial purposes as they considered it glamour, so to speak. BUT...BUT, *gasp* the name belongs to an orang utan!! OMG!!

So, now my questions are:
  1. Should I lodge a police report?? (Hello?? My name has been stolen, TWICE!!)
  2. Oh yea, I'm definitely much CUTER than the orang utan right?? No?? (Gosh! Maybe my parents found an orang utan me wandering around and picked me up from a nearby jungle and not from a reeking trash area with lots of creepy-crawlies!)
  3. *Sobs*Am I an orang utan?? No?? Worst case scenario: I'm a hybrid species between the orang utans and human beings?? Eeuuww... Errr, I know it's rather impossible but it COULD be possible! So, who's to be blamed?? Mum or Dad?? *grins*


Hmm...I really need to have a serious talk with my parents now. No joke.

Be Right Back!


What's the question again??

I nearly got a heart attack when I attended a meet up with some ex-schoolmates just now. Well, it has got nothing to do with those peeps I met (Psst...a few of them were those immature fellas who spread or believed the rumours but that's a different story altogether). I received a shocking message from this fella on my other hand phone but I didn't reply.

I didn't reply him coz that line has been dead for a month and I need to reload before I could make a call or send an SMS. Secondly, I didn't reply coz I don't know whether I should or shouldn't do so. Or maybe I just chickened out! Phew! Luckily he didn't call. Or else, I would be dead undecided whether I should answer the call or not.

OMG! So, he's back for the holidays. Now, the question is, "Am I supposed to tell him that 'It's over'?" *Looks up to the sky* This question itself reminds me of the conversation I had with The Great One the other day. *Feels guilty*

I just hate to think about this kind of thing, let alone make any decision regarding it! I'm expected to "kill" off everything even though there's really "something" or some kind of "connection" between us. Oh whatever. I think I should just act stupid till I get another message or call.

Shit! Why am I thinking of something silly when it's two in the morning??? *sheesh* I'm off! Ciao.


Thursday, December 15, 2005

Rewind or Fast forward?

If there's a remote control of which you could use it to either rewind or fast forward the time, which would you prefer? To rewind and turn back time or to fast forward to the future? Ok, I know this question sounds silly but it came to my mind out of no where.

Well, I thought of it and decided that I would choose both (yes, I'm a very greedy person! Haha). But, before I click on the "fast forward" button on the remote, I would like to turn back time. There are certain things in mind that I should really do.

While chatting with WL and D at the lovely beach area just now (Oh, don't be a chicken shit, there's no tsunami in Penang ok!), I suddenly realised that I should be out with a few other friends if there weren't any kind of misunderstanding back then. And it struck me that I should really contact SL and SI again. I kind of miss them too.

We had confusing, uncontrollable misunderstandings back then due to political issues that happened when we took over as the Girl Guides society's new office bearers. I wasn't really an active one compared to SL but somehow, the previous leader made me her choice of successor out of the four of us. Initially, I was really reluctant to take over as I knew the Leader's position itself would be a threat to my friendship with the rest. But, she told me her decision was final and persistently assured me that I had performed well and had a perfect character (really?) for that post. She said I shouldn't let go the golden opportunity as everyone had been eyeing on that position. She insisted that I should demonstrate a good leadership example to the juniors. And I did but at the same time, I was really worried like hell that SL won't bother me anymore. Each time I made decision, I seek her advice as she has more experience than me in Guiding.

Somehow, the gap between us became bigger as we were on a different path. She was in Science stream while I chose the Arts or Vocational stream even though I was offered a place in her class. It's just too bad that everyone has stereotyped the Arts or Vocational classes as those specifically meant for students with lower grades or the gangsters of the school. Yes, I mixed with gangsters, weirdos, monkeys and many other types of students during my last two years of secondary school before I entered Form Six in another school. I'm glad to say that I made the right choice to be in that class. Those funny and noisy fellas were really crazy and friendly but by some means, I lost many other friends.

Some made all kinds of rumours about me. And because of those rumours, I had different kinds of misunderstandings with many peeps. But, the one that hurt most is (Yes, it still hurts) -- I lost in the battle to save my friendship with SL. She listened to the other devils and would rather stare at the wall than to look at me in the eyes when we discussed about our Girl Guides activities. Ever since I left that school to do Form Six in another school, we went on separate ways. And the last time I saw her was during the Form Five Prom Nite about four years ago. Out of nowhere, I thought of her when WL mentioned her name. I think I should send her a message or something but I'm still contemplating whether I should really do that. I almost sent her a birthday message last year but I chickened out. This time, if I really want to contact her, I got to find her email address. *thinks*

Then, it's SI. We first met and chatted when I was still a little girl at the age of eight. She went to the Science Stream together with SL while WL chose the Arts or Vocational class. Just because of some kind of childish misunderstanding in the uniform society, SI didn't like talking to me. I must say that human temptation or greed over power is strong but this is not the main problem. She ignored me for no reason when she had another weird misunderstanding with WL. She thought I was on WL's side when everyone was gossiping about the hottest rumour in school -- the underground relationship between WL and SI's oh-so-called-very-sweet boyfriend, M. Well, I wasn't being judgmental and in fact, I even helped SI and M when they were on a rocky relationship. Both would call me and SI even cried over the phone when she heard about the rumour. I offered my humble advice and did all I could to help that dear friend but somehow, things turned upside down. I can't remember when she stopped talking to me. We both (me and SI) went to another school to continue Form Six but I realised the ugliness in our friendship. We were both wearing masks each time we spoke to each other. We were very fake and pretentious but the other new students were oblivious of the masks we had on. After Form Six, we didn't contact nor meet up. It's so sad that I lost another friend due to some kind of foolish misunderstanding that shouldn't have surfaced! And, I reckon whether I should send her a Christmas card or not.

Besides SL and SI, I "lost" many other friends too. They might not be close to me but they had some kind of bad impression toward me from the very beginning. Just because of some dumbass who spread lame rumours about me, many idiots fellas, both male and female avoided me. They thought of me as the cunning dictator that would sacrifice friendships just to fulfill the demand of power and popularity. Doesn't matter. I just ignored them even though life could be quite miserable during those times. There were many other types of rumour surfacing at that time. I was called stupid just because I mixed and laughed together with my new classmates (monkeys and gangsters, etc.) in the Vocational class. Being ugly or nerdy has its own drawbacks too. And I can't do much if people keep thinking that I'm such a lousy person or whatsoever. They thought I was not fashionable, not pretty, nerdy, quiet and boring (Yes, I think I am really a boring person! LOL!) this and that. It was so obvious that I appeared invisible (to certain peeps) all the time as they (those who believed or spread the rumours) would chat with anyone who stood beside me nonchalantly without realising my existence. And because of all those things they once said or done, I didn't have the chance to form any kind of friendship with any of them, let alone relationship, etc. So isn't it unfair to label yours truly as a stuck-up bitch when she ignores all these so-called acquaintances?

So, I was thinking. Should I contact back all those so-called ex-schoolmates who once treated me that way??? *Looks at pics in Friendster* Maybe, I should contact SL and SI only. And I ponder whether I would welcome the so-called ex-schoolmates with open arms if I stumbled upon them one day. I'd be delighted to add more friends into my current circle but are they really sincere? I bumped into a few ex-schoolmates before but I just ignored and walked pass them. It wasn't about being a coward or not. I could say "Hello" easily to anyone but is there a need to do so?? Many claimed that they saw me but I was labeled as too snobbish just because I didn't greet them. But, logically thinking, I needn't greet any of those idiots immature fellas. I was like, "Hello???? Why must I greet you when you probably didn't even notice or know that I existed!" *sheesh*

Oh, am I out of topic?? Gee...those I said would best illustrate what's in mind right? Well, you get the idea. So, I was saying I would choose to rewind and turn back time. Thus, if given a chance to travel back to the past, all I wanted to do is to prevent or save my friendship with both SL and SI. I would not take up that post in our society. Besides that, I would very much prefer not to meet this person. Even though it's all over and I eventually learnt and grew much mature *ahem*, it's still a scar somewhere in the body where the blood is pumped. Maybe we could still be friends or something but I guess everything has been planned or fated. (What?? I actually believe in fate now?? *sheesh*)

As for the "fast forward" button, I would definitely be excited to click on it. Oh come on, don't tell me you don't have any curiosity as to what or how things would be like in the future??? A fast forward function that could transport me to the next four or five years would be great. I'd be working by then. Yay. No more jungle life!! Haha... *starts dreaming*




Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Universal Laws of Love

I read an interesting post from a blog I stumbled upon recently. I won't be linking it here but it's really worth reading. The blogger created the Universal Laws of Love and I think what he posted there is so damn true. Or maybe it's a sense of deja vu? Hehe...

Anyways, here's the Universal Laws of Love:
  1. You can't ever make anyone love you. The best you can do is to create an environment of love around the object of your affection, and hope that he or she reciprocates.
  2. In love, there ain't nothing as a sure thing. This means that just because you love someone with every ion in your body, it doesn't guarantee that they'll love you back.
  3. Forcing love never makes it any better, it just makes it worse.
  4. Love sincerely and hope for the best. Build a home on love, and perhaps your children will love you. Shower that girl with love, and maybe you'll wear down her defenses.
  5. Disappointment leads to resentment. Unrequited love will usually die away.

So, what do you think?


Tuesday, December 13, 2005

100th Post

Can you believe it?? This is the 100th post in Ilovetiramisu.blogspot.com!! OMG!! I didn't know I have soooooo many things to talk about.

Oh well, I guess this blog has more or less grow along with me, which is good. I blogged when I was cheerful, in love, sad, disappointed, confused, etc. etc. etc. And one thing for sure, I'm not sick of blogging yet! Heh...so I guess it's not a bad idea to record the small little things in my life in here so that I could actually read all the posts again some day and laugh at myself! *Feels silly*

My love for this blog has certainly grown deeper and surprisingly, this place has gained so much of trust from me. If not, I wouldn't be able to write all those over emo posts for you peeps to read. I started this blog without the intention of telling anyone since that most of the posts are way too personal but then again, I really appreciate those who read. Thanks a lot for kaypo-ing around reading. Hehe...*Hands over a big glass of Vodka* Oh wait, aren't you people supposed to be feeling lucky, privileged or something else that you actually had a chance to read things I write here???? *sheesh* Now, thank me! Dinner's on you, ok?? ;)

Initially, this blog is merely a reference for me to laugh at myself when I grow older but then I thought it would be great if my future husband could read this some day! *thinking* Heh?? I have hopes already?? :) I have faith in myself and The Great One up there! Gee...hopefully, Mr Future Hubby won't be shocked to know that his wife is actually an over emo girl when she was young! LOL....

Anyway, Happy 100th Post, Ilovetiramisu.blogspot.com!!!! *Eating Tiramisu and drinking Vodka* Want some??? =P



Sunday, December 11, 2005

The little things that make a difference

As you may have realised it from my previous posts, I wasn't really that cheerful lately. But, with a little effort, or some tiny things, the agitation eventually went away. Amazing isn't it?

So, what were the small little things that have made me feeling better? Oh well, who knows these things could possibly work on you too! They still work on me though...

Firstly, it's music. I'm the type that can't live without listening to craps songs! So, tuning to different genres according to the mood could land you me a place in paradise. Just like what I did recently when my ears started listening to the hidden little devil's words! I changed and listened to hymns instead. Thankfully, I felt so much better after that. Don't even need any kind of sad movies to clear my tear ducts! *Listening to Christmas songs*

Then, it's shopping. I bought myself lots of things (Year End Sale now! Very cheap ler) and I'm not done yet! I guess I might be bankrupt by the time the new year greets us! Haha... Don't care lar. After all, I felt much better the other day after shopping. So, it seems that the power of spending and buying could really transform a person's mood! Yay... Oh I know what you have in mind now! Stop thinking of me that way and please don't give a bloody suggestion that I should find a rich boyfriend to pay for all the things I buy. I don't simply use other man's money (erm, future husband excluded lar...hehe) ok! Shame on you for thinking that way! *Rolls eyes*

Next, it's the long chats with friends. Oh yes, I'm talking about you peeps but please don't get too flattered till you explode! Anyways, thanks a lot. You all were very kaypo and annoying caring and sweet!! Muaks! (Some of you don't read this blog but it doesn't matter, I'm still thanking you! =P)

Recently, I stumbled upon more blogs. Being the kaypo type of a person, I simply love to read anything about strangers anyone. I've read lots of things but these few blogs are certainly different. These blogs are written by married couples on their journey of bringing up the miracle they both created. Somehow, I really enjoy reading whatever they write about the little ones. Or maybe it was the special bonding that I've always had with kids. I still remember the little boy who held my hand telling me, "Cheh-cheh, I want to wee-wee" when I was on duty at a kindergarten at the age of sixteen. There were many other girl guides around, but the little fella chose me! Haha...maybe I looked like a clown to him! That was my first time bringing a two-year-old who has that dangling thing between the crotch to the toilet! After he finished his business, I cleaned him and the little cute fella surprised me with a hug and a peck on my cheek!! Haha...he's so cute!

So what makes this little ones so special, having the ability to take away all the negative things in mind? They might not be related to us but they are the miracles of our lives, so to speak. The innocence you see in their lovely pair of eyes could easily melt your heart away. And seeing them growing each day brings hope and faith! Their presence bring so much joy to the families and surprisingly a blog reader like me could feel it. Ok, I know that was a tad of exaggeration but hey, at least I could smile when I see these little cute fellas! Hehe...now you better keep your mouth shut and don't tell anyone about my extraordinary bond with kids! That's a big secret you know! *sheesh* (Or maybe I really look like Ronald McDonald's to the kids??? Hmm...)

Added: Oh I forgot. A Christmas tree or it's beautiful ornaments could help to alleviate the bad mood! I guess I should include certain books too! And also my lovely forever huggable dog teddie! =P

That's all I guess. Gee, I shut off my brain too early today! *Yawns*

The end. Ciao.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

A wonderful Thursday

I went out with Joyce today, finally! We were supposed to meet up last week but had to postpone everything as I was still mourning.

Everything was great!!! Felt so much better after chatting with the lass. We chatted for hours at Secret Recipe while enjoying a slice of Tiramisu and cheese cake. After that, we watched Narnia. Ahh, I love that movie! Highly recommended...you people should watch it! Everyone in Narnia looks very cute, especially Lucy and the big lion!! OMG!! I like the lion??? I think I'm going to get myself a lion teddy bear to complete my zoo of animal teddies!! Hehe...

Oh another thing. I told Joyce about this fella and she really laughed at me! *sheesh* After telling her everything, she found the answer. The verdict is "you have feelings for him!" Oh well, that's what she said. I didn't say anything ok...but I guess the whole conversation was obviously about that man and Joyce's latest flirt only....heh! Oh no, please don't get me thinking about him or else I'll be pondering about this conversation again. (He's the same person whom I mentioned in that conversation.)

I told another chee mui about this fella the other day and she suggested that I should tell him. Gosh! That's the worst thing I would do, really. Most girls won't tell a guy anything even if she has feelings for him. Oh ok, that was a bit of lousiness about us girls but hey, what do you expect from a lady?? Well, the most I would do is to inform a guy these; "I think I have feelings for you" and "I think I like you" (Look carefully! It's LIKE and not LOVE). Hehe, would you believe it? I told this fella before but I said it indirectly. Oh well, old story *wipes away tears*... So, the bottomline is, it's still very much better if you men can make the first move after some hints from women. (Hehe, I know I belong to the old school of thoughts but with a little difference of coz!)

Since I feel so much better now, I don't think it's a good idea to tell the guy anything when he comes back. I'll leave it to fate?? (Oh I still don't believe it ok!) or whichever thing that would happen naturally... Really dare not think so much! After all, it's not wise to kill off my current cheerful holiday mood!

Oh yea, I'm on Christmas mood!! I even bought Christmas hats for bro and myself. Guess it's not too early to wish everyone "Merry Christmas" huh?? *Humming the song "Have yourself a merry little christmas"*

:)


Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Would you prefer the bones if given the chance to receive wealth???

Today is the seventh day of grandpa's death. According to the Chinese beliefs, we were supposed to follow the "Kiuk Kut" (meaning "collect/pick up" bones in Hokkien) ritual.

So, we (the whole family) went to the crematorium early in the morning to "pick" up bones and later proceeded to the columnbarium for prayers.

The man we hired to assist, plan and organise all the appriopriate rituals reminded us to say, "Kiuk Kim" (meaning "collect/receive" wealth in Hokkien). It is believed that one would be richer or at least receive something valuable from the departed one. Well, that's what the Chinese community believes. (I actually don't believe anything like this!)

When it was my turn to "collect/receive" the Kim or wealth, I forgot what I was supposed to say. I mumbled "Kiuk Kut" instead of "Kiuk Kim"! After that, I felt weird. I heard the others saying "Kim" and not "Kut".

First thing that came to mind was, "*Shit! Did I say the wrong thing?"

I told bro what I mumbled and he laughed at me. He said, "Everyone's going to get kim (wealth) while you will get the kut (bones)!!! Don't worry, I'll give you a little bit of my kim! Haha..."

I still don't believe any of these Chinese beliefs but how can that be??? Everyone's going to get their share of Kim while I've to settle for Kut???? I guess grandpa would be amused if he was really there. How could his granddaughter be so stupid to ask for the bones when given the chance to receive wealth!

*Sheesh*




Reality vs Fate

Erm...wait a minute! I still don't believe in fate, remember???

I still can't distinguish which is more dominant, reality or fate?? Can I say neither?? Anyway, I became a non-qualified neurologist just now and realised something in me. Gee, the self-checked health records of mine showed the signs of neurosis! Common sense tells me that I should do something before I'm down with schizophrenia! Hoho...how possible is that going to happen?

Oh yea, I just lost something. My mood to write the usual lengthy, boring posts is gone! Now, sue me for that! You won't be bored with this blog anymore! Yay...

There's nothing else in the bloody brain of mine besides that question, "Who's going to raise me up again???"

So, I'm off!!! Ciao.

*Will be right back if there's anything else in the brain. Really.



Monday, December 05, 2005

Cash!!

The Chinese community always believe that if one's right hand is itchy, then it's an indication of a steady cash inflow and vice-versa. To me, it's merely one of Chinese superstitions but guess what? My right palm was really super-itchy last week, before grandpa's demise.

I became richer but it only lasted a few days. Heh! The cash doesn't belong to me! *Sheesh* I was appointed the treasurer of honour at the funeral parlour to collect donations from relatives and friends. Everyone was busy with their own tasks at that time but I was obviously busy with the cash! Lots of cash! And it was really dangerous to be the treasurer! Everyone was eyeing the cash in my pockets! *Wipes away sweat*







I managed to collect approximately RM10k in three days. Wow! It's really a big amount but we still have to fork out a few thousands to pay for the hospital bills which is about RM20k! See? Everything needs money! You need cash to buy everything, even when you die! It would be so much better if there's such thing as money trees. When you need money, just get it from the tree! Unfortunately, it's not as simple as that! *Sheesh*



Sunday, December 04, 2005

Who's going to raise me up again??

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary
When troubles come and my heart burdened be
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence
Until you come and sit awhile with me

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders
You raise me up...to more than I can be

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders
You raise me up...to more than I can be

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders
You raise me up...to more than I can be

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders
You raise me up...to more than I can be

You raise me up...to more than I can be


-You raise me up, Josh Groban-

When the brain gets fuzzy...

There's something wrong somewhere but I don't know where. Every single post in here has been written according to how I felt and thought. BUT, there's a clear view of contradiction if you read and compare each post carefully.

I might be very sure of myself in certain things I do or decide to do but sometimes I doubt myself too. I don't know whether what I'm currently doing or planning to do is right or wrong. Nobody knows. As I mentioned before, I dislike the state of insecurity. I'm almost always doubtful of people I meet, things I see or heard. Maybe, it's because of certain things I experienced but it's not about blaming on my past anymore.

Sometimes, I do wonder and ask myself "why am I here?" All these years, I struggled hard to earn everything I wanted. I'm not complaining about the hardwork but is there any form of security in the future? I plan a lot but as each day passes, I can't refrain myself from thinking about the blank piece of paper called future. Some people can just live each day at a time without even thinking about the next day but I can't. I simply can't sit down and do anything or nothing without thinking. Sometimes, I wished I could just be carefree, living each day at a time without any worries.

Being a planner and organiser, I love to see myself achieving what I've always wanted in life. But, there are certain things in life of which you can't plan to get them. Even if I could, I would have to sacrifice and let go of some of my pre-planned missions. Life deals with lots of junctions where you would need to choose between two or more options. By choosing one of the options, you will have to let go of another and there's definitely no turning point to what you've chosen. So, will this option you choose benefit you in the end? Will you be contented with the outcome and live life with this particular option without any regrets? No one knows!

Promises can be made easily but can you really keep up to what you've promised? I know I promised millions of things but I broke thousands of them already. There are certain things that I wanted to do but I can't. There are many things that I wanted to change and stop myself from doing but I'm still doing it! All these give me mixed feelings, but mostly leading toward confusion. Even seeking divine help makes me confused coz I belong to no one and nowhere at the moment. I can't go any nearer to The Great One up there as I'm a real sinner and I certainly know I'm not clean to be anywhere near Him. Everything gets even more confusing when people starts telling the truth about His practices of which I was too ignorant to even realise it. The worse is that I've even condemned some of the practices before without realising it. And it gets me thinking again. Am I really on the right path? Can I keep up to His words and practise them?

Many friends told me that I don't think or act like a twenty-one-year-old. I don't know whether I should take it as a compliment or a bad news. At times, I really feel very uncomfortable with myself. I feel like a very complicated person being trapped in a simple girl's body. And it's definitely not nice to be a worrywart! There are so many things I don't understand. There are so many "wh-" questions in my mind. Seeking some close friends' help to listen could do wonders but being cynical makes things worse. I could listen to people's problems for hours, days or even years but is there anyone out there who could listen to me for just minutes? It's not a complaint actually but sometimes, it's better to tell anything I have in mind to the four walls in my room as I doubt there's anyone out there who could really understand me.

Being stubborn and skeptical at the same time can be hostile. I MIGHT sound like a freaking depressed woman who seriously needs to talk to the Befrienders or seek psychiatric treatment but I am not the type that you've been thinking about! I don't need anyone to sympathise me. I'm blessed with four limbs and I can get and do anything I want by myself. I seriously don't beg for love, attention or popularity even though you might have read somewhere in here that I have done it!

Ever asked yourself what would happen to you in 10 years' time? After 20 or 30 years? No one knows exactly what would happen in the future. Nobody could tell whether I would still be alive at that time or not. Apparently, everyone dreams of a perfect family with a loving spouse, wonderful kids and later grandchildren and so on. I'm not spared from dreaming about it too but I have a big doubt on that. I don't know whether I should put a blame on anxiety and fear or my past but I have a clear big question mark in my head on that matter. Previously, I was lucky enough that someone had eventually saved me from all these matters. But now, I realised that it's just a vicious cycle to be back to this kind of situation and feeling. From what I feel, I gather that I'm a bit lost and needs assurance from someone with some kind of aura. But, the problem is I am always skeptical on those peeps around me and would rather believe in myself than to simply listen to anyone, or so to speak. It usually becomes much more difficult after going through what I experienced. It's not so easy to get up after a fall after all.

At times, I feel very weak and helpless. I wished I could seek The Great One's help but I don't know whether I should or shouldn't. I'm not sure whether I'm able to live up to His words and practices. I'm confused. Can't we just live a normal happy life without thinking so much? No one loves to depend on others but is there really someone reliable to rely on besides The Great One up there? I doubt that! Is it too much to seek for someone to care about you? The sore throat I'm having now reminds me of him, again! This is not good! Perhaps, I should start blaming this fella. If it's not because of him, I wouldn't be like this! Everything would be so much better if I were an ignorant and innocent girl who's gullible enough to listen to anyone easily!

People says that time will heal up everything but what about the scars? Will there be any cure to those ugly blemishes? Usually a new one would replace or fill up the empty space in life but will he/she bring enough happiness to cherish and cover up the wounds of our past? What I know is that a new one would really help to patch the potholes of the heart but if he/she decides to leave, the scars would definitely become even deeper than before. So, you tell me...is it so much easier to believe and trust anyone after what you've encountered?

Currently, I still don't know whether I am doing the right thing or not. I don't know whether I should stop doing certain things or not. I may have all the confidence in everything I do but I'm still doubtful. I don't know whether I'll be able to get what I've always dreamt of. Questions. Questions. Questions. There are so many questions to ask but there are no answers to them! I'm lost and confused. I need assurance and guidance. Is that too much to ask for? Everyone wants to be loved and cared for but is there anyone out there who's truly sincere to supply all these?



Thursday, December 01, 2005

Farewell

The old man left at 2.45pm yesterday. It's finally the end to all the pain he had endured. And he left with a smile on his face after we (family members) whispered into his ears what we wanted him to hear.

Dear Grandpa,

You were never close to me from the very first day I was born. You were always quiet and seldom talk. You've never showed any interest in knowing anything about any of your grandchildren but we still respect you. Anyway, hope you're happy where ever you are. *Rest in peace!*


Tuesday, November 29, 2005

This is so weird!

Still remember this stranger? Yea...the one with smelly armpits!

He sms-ed me just now. Isn't that weird???? Would a stranger sms you to ask how you spend your holidays and how have you been, and things like that? No? Now, that's very strange!

Initially, I ignored the smses. I only replied him after half an hour. Oh, I didn't answer his questions but I told him that the results are released today and asked him whether he wants to buy books. Hehe.

Now, who says I like talking to strangers like him? He's just a potential customer who might buy my books! He repeated his questions asking how I spend my holidays but I'm not that stupid to give him those answers. I mean, why should I answer him? Heck, he's just another weird and boring stranger! Heh! Who knows he has some hidden agenda in mind? Oh well, whatever...like as if I care. After all, he's NOT a prospective fish to catch!

So, who cares what this weirdo has in mind? Duhh...




Monday, November 28, 2005

Happy Birthday, Mum!

Today's mum's birthday. Even though the old man is still in the CCU, it's not right to neglect such an important day.

I discussed with dad and we agreed to celebrate the special occasion. I bought mum a card (OMG! That's so out of fashion!) and a cake. Dad gave her a big ang pow while bro bought her her favourite Korean series.

I've been very busy in these few days. That's why I was unable to spare some time to write a long post and dedicate it to mum just like what I did for dad.

Anyway, mum...Happy Birthday! I love you! :)




The yummy cake I bought for mum : Spanish Chocolate (Belgian Dark Choc with Blue Berry and White Choc inside)

*Drools* OMG!! Eating a piece of this cake makes me a sinner! ~LOL~




The gap between life and death

It was very cold in there. Everyone's getting impatient and worried. But we can't do anything much besides waiting.

It was my first time in the Critical Care Unit. I went in with mum to have a look at grandpa, as it COULD have been my last time seeing him. He was put under sedation. The frail old man looked totally helpless with different kinds of wires and tubes all over his body. And there were two monitors beside him.

It was really eerie in there. I was surrounded by four patients (including grandpa) who were in the space between life and death. Their bodies were all swollen and looked greenish. In fact, my whole family couldn't recognise the old man when we pay him a visit. There was a strong stench in the room too, erm...probably the smell of sick people and those about to die?

The short visit in the unit became interesting when mum started to explain what were those wires and tubes for. I even asked mum a few questions regarding those wires, tubes and monitors. Mum's a very experienced senior nurse in the operation theatre and that made her answers too technical to be understood. But, she tried to explain in a much simpler way. Anyway, it was quite interesting as all those questions and answers were related to one of my childhood ambitions. (That's a different story altogether. Tell you all next time.)

According to one of the surgeons, he said it's just a matter of time and that we should be prepared as he (grandpa) may "go" at anytime. We accepted the bad news and we are still waiting for the day to come. It's not that we want to chase him out of this world but the departure could at least stop what he has been suffering all the while and also lessen the burdens of the other family members. Somebody told us that he might be waiting for someone. Is it possible?? Oh, maybe he could be waiting for his friendly son-in-law to come back from overseas later today. Or perhaps he's waiting for his long lost second son who has been missing for years! I don't know and nobody knows.

Being stuck in a space between life and death is not a good idea. You suffer. The same goes to the family members. And everyone's worried. We can't do anything much besides getting ready, be realistic and start discussing about his funeral.

If given a chance, I would very much prefer to die peacefully, better to leave the world in my sleep while holding my (future) husband's hand in bed. Hehe. I know it's very self-centred to die first, leaving the man all alone BUT he's getting all my money! Oops, out of topic! Talk about this some other time!

Hopefully, everything's going to be fine. Time decides everything...


Saturday, November 26, 2005

Blood Donation Drive

According to the original plan, I'm supposed to be strolling around in Petaling Street at this time but due to unforeseen circumstances, the trip has been cancelled postponed.

Yesterday, grandfather underwent a major surgery after vomiting blood and had "Melena" stool (a term for blood in the stool). He's only semi-conscious and is currently under the care of the specialists in the Intensive Care Unit.

Even though I'm not close to my grandparents but as his granddaughter, I have the responsibility to help. Dad asked me to find blood donors and I did. I sent uncountable messages to friends just now, asking them to help to donate blood type B or O. My blood type is not B (don't ask me why but mine is the same as dad's) and I can't donate blood too as my blood pressure is too low.

I know I can't help much but hopefully, he'll get well soon. *prays*



Friday, November 25, 2005

Bersih, Cekap dan Amanah...kononnya!

My brain is still blank at the moment but I'm really disgusted with what I read in the newspaper and saw in the news on TV.

I don't know whether it's true or not, but how can the cops do that?? What's the point of the naked ear squats?? This is so scary! And it's getting out of hand.

If it's a normal graft issue like those we always hear, then at least it's not that shocking. Now, everything is getting from bad to worst! Lately, you see that kind of news regarding the so-called law enforcers almost everyday. These orang kuat are supposed to ensure the public's safety and security but look at what they've done! This is clearly a breach of trust between the society and the PDRM forces. So, do you still believe in their code of ethics as mentioned in their website? Adakah mereka betul-betul setia, berdisiplin, berwibawa, prihatin & mesra dan cemerlang?? (Sorry, my brain is nonfunctional today. So, can't translate...hehe!) Please refer to their website here. Now, it's really a big question. Would you dial 999 again if you had a problem? Can we really depend on and trust them now??

*Sheesh* My brain is still not functioning like it nomally does. So, I'm off! Ciao.



Totally blank!

Hello??! Is there anything inside my brain?? What's wrong with me now? My brain is totally BLANK!!

BAH! Guess I'm used to too much of thinking and now it feels weird not having anything to think about!

Oh yea! I've got something to think about actually. This morning, dad received a call from the hospital. The nurse told him that grandfather needs to undergo an emergency surgery. This old man was sent to the hospital two days ago due to health complications. So, the trip to the big city might be cancelled! *really potong stim!*

Ok, now I'm really blank! Absolutely nothing in my brain! This is so abnormal!! What's wrong with me huh??? Another sign that I've gone crazy?? *Sheesh* I'm always crazy, remember???



Thursday, November 24, 2005

A stroll down memory lane...

It was sometime in March 1994 when I met a childhood lover friend. He's the eldest son of mum's best friend. I stayed at his house during a trip to KL when I was only 10 years old. He's two years my senior. Being a naive and innocent little girl at that time, we acted like as if we were in a "boyfriend-girlfriend" kind of relationship. Hahaha...

The stay at his place wasn't long but I could still remember certain things. I remembered the time when he held my right hand, and I was holding his younger brother's hand. Really felt like a family! LOL! And the purple flowers he gave me. The hiding places where we hid ourselves during a game of hide-n-seek. Haha... Oh well, he's part of my childhood memories.

After that, we didn't meet until sometime in 1998. We both were too quiet and shy to talk at that time. LOL! Guess it was the weirdest time during adolescence. Then, he followed his family to Penang and we met again when I was in Form Five. Nothing much happened besides some eye contacts, exchange of smiles, greetings of hellos and goodbyes, and the part when he asked how I was doing as that time was somewhere near SPM.

So, I reckon whether there would be any form of conversation between me and this old friend when I meet him this Saturday. I'm following my family to his place for an old friend gathering (my mum and his mum) but we won't be staying at his place this time. In these few years, I didn't meet him at all even though I went to KL with friends a few times before this (I saw someone who looks like him at Sungei Wang Plaza previously, but that's a different story altogether). I wonder how would it be like... to meet an old friend after so many years?? I don't want to think much but somehow, it feels funny. Is it normal to exchange emails or contact numbers??? OMG! This is so weird!




Five star hotel vs Private hospital

Ever wondered what's the difference between a five star hotel and a private hospital??? I've stayed at both places before and if you were to compare their bills, you're going to get a big shock! Do you know that a one night stay at a private hospital is much more EXPENSIVE than a five star hotel???

The 6 advantages of staying at a private hospital instead of a five star hotel (if you're renovating your home and had to stay elsewhere, etc. etc.):

  1. You have a "slave" to collect all the outputs from your body.
  2. You get to see pretty girls in uniform.
  3. You don't even need to move an inch of your body just to get the TV remote control.
  4. You get the best and fastest service all the time just by pressing the emergency bell.
  5. You get to eat six times a day.
  6. Refer to the previous five.

So, take a pick. Which is better??



Tuesday, November 22, 2005

To whom it may concern...

Dear farkers, it would be good not to mess around with this bitch here. Just a piece of advice. Never offend any women or you'll regret and live a miserable life!

I've finally found this moron's real identity. I know every single shit about that farker now. Messaged him twice and he replied using another number (It's useless to tell you his number). I realised he's just another piece of shit with an extra itchy groin! I was so tempted to publish his horse face here but rules are rules. I don't want to be stupidly caught and forced to eat nasi kandar and teh tarik at a lousy place called jail.

This moron is a parasite who happens to live in this country without any form of contribution. Therefore, he should be "terminated". A useless organism like him shouldn't stay here coz he's just so L-O-U-S-Y! A university student but can't speak simple English??? Shame on you!! A university student but has nothing else better to do besides fantasizing and wanking for 24 hours till his cock head bleed??? Hopeless!! A university student but can't come up with convincing excuses of why he calls people who are listed in the hand phone he found(as he claimed)?? Useless!! An adult who's easily panic-shaken by a lady until his balls shrunk? Aww...maybe he is better off without any balls!

A good example for you peeps to think about. If you found a hand phone and it has lots of credits in it, would you use it??? If you decided to use it, would you call the names listed in the hand phone itself??? No?? And even if you decided to call anyone from the list, would you ask a perverted question which could land your ass in the lock-up?? No?? So, that's a clear sign of a very bodoh local undergraduate who is sexually deprived and has a brain with the size of a pea! I really pity his oh-so-cannot-make-it girlfriend for having a nincompoop like him but she's in the wrong too. If she's able to satisfy her boy, then the jackass wouldn't be so "itchified" and gatal to simply dial to call girls!

Just a short note to that farker even though he doesn't read my blog. "Hey farker! Learn your lesson and grow up! You better use your bloody pea sized brain before doing anything next time. With what you said I could drag you to court easily, but it's a waste of time to mess around with kids! I just want to know which idiot gave you my number but you kept repeating the lousy excuse. For goodness sake, brush up on your English coz you suck in that! And if you like to stalk on girls, please don't use the lame way to call unknown people and pretend to know them. That's a very cheap way to court girls ok! And by the way, my friend says it's so easy to cheat you! Congrats! She's happily cheating on you NOW! So, enjoy being cheated! Go back and play with yourself or other sluts, and don't disturb me!"

KNNMCHTIUUMUTHAFARKER.DIE.

For all you know, he's really oh-so-lousy. He's someone who is gatal at the wrong time and place, probably a loser who experiences premature ejaculations with a less than 3 inches third leg before and after wanking! Ohh...that's so sad! I suggest that he chops off his extra small tongkat and cannot-be-seen meatballs to become the next famous pondan since he's such a chicken shit!




Monday, November 21, 2005

No Money, No Wedding!

Do you like the idea of mass wedding? You know...the kind of so-called wedding ceremony of more than one couple, and usually involving hundreds of newly-weds. It's quite popular in Malaysia these days.

A mass wedding ceremony was reported in the TV3 Nightline when I was watching news. All the while, when I stumbled upon any news article in the local dailies regarding mass weddings, I thought these newly-weds could possibly have the same mindset. A mindset of "the more, the merrier". So, maybe it's because these people wanted more people to join them on such a happy occasion and decided to get hitched, together on the same auspicious day. BUT, I was wrong.

When the TV3 reporters interviewed a few fellas, the newly-weds said that they decided to join the other couples in a mass wedding ceremony as it's much cheaper. It was really shocking and embarassing to hear that.

Excuse me??? You mean you want to marry your sweetheart but you don't have money???? If you have no money, then just forget about marriage! Come one, be realistic! It's your wedding day, and you only walk down the aisle once in your whole lifetime (unless you plan to divorce and remarry!). Even if you could save up a lot on a much cheaper wedding ceremony, it doesn't mean you don't need to spend on anything else after your wedding! What about your wife and kids??

Still remember that idiot, my course mate??? He once told us (me and other course mates) that he wouldn't mind borrowing money from the loan sharks or banks if he's not financially stable to marry his future wife. OMG!! That's even worse isn't it?

I would prefer not to marry if my future husband were to think that way. Serious. What's the point of getting married and be happy only on that day itself, knowing that you'd need to repay all the debts later?? That's really stupid! For all you know, you've got to pay the bloody debts all by yourself coz your man is unable to do so. And the payback of debts is going to take forever to end! Bless the lady if babies start joining her family!

For the sake of marrying your sweetheart, don't be so kiam siap, can??? It's going to be a great disappointment to her! Either you start planning and saving now or forget it! (Can discuss with her also lah of course) *Sheesh*




The Power of Pure Stupidity

Warning! You're about to read the stupidest poem ever written by the author of this blog. Please be warned that by reading this poem, you could possibly suffer from a severe brain disorder which would either make you laugh your ass out till you enter Hospital Bahagia, puke or pass out! So, read at your own risk! Should there be any problems occurred after reading, the author will not be obliged to compensate. Thank you!


A stranger you were once,
Who came with not much words, unlike the lousy ones,
Never imagined you’d secure a place in the heart,
As someone else had already filled that part!

A stranger you were once,
With perpetual arguments ensued after some time,
Leaving a mass of bad first impressions to bear in mind,
I must admit that you were the most hated person one can find!

A stranger you were once,
Always dragging me to your world of fantasies in advanced,
Forever yakking about the same annoying topic in different ways,
Until the whole conversation was set ablaze!

A stranger you were once,
Sometimes talkative, at other times dead silence,
Out of nowhere, you began to steal my attention,
Making me pondering whether it was an infatuation.

A stranger you were once,
You stumbled upon me surprisingly by chance,
I reckoned whether you’d catch me if it weren’t a crush,
But a deep fall into your arms with a blush!

A stranger you were once,
Creating the sudden excitement when your nick pops up in every glance,
Unknowingly, you started conquering my blur mind,
Leaving me mentally possessed till I became blind!

A stranger you were once,
Filling the gap in my life for only a temporary period of fun,
But, I still can’t do anything much at the end,
Coz you've already mentally “conquered” my soul, friend!

A stranger you were once,
When you left to go somewhere else,
Only then did I realize you’ve booked a place in my heart,
Now, I’m contemplating whether I should tell you about this part!



It's been a while since I started pondering upon this issue. Initially, I wanted to tell Joyce first before taking any further action but I managed to come up with this lousy poem, as I was too free. Hehe. OMG!! I'm sure she's going to laugh her ass out coz I remember complaining about this fella to her some time ago.


So, as I read this poem over and over again, I came up with an equation:

“(Infatuation + Lust --- Mr. Flirt) + So-called feelings + Essence of “manja + Excitement + Pondering = Pure stupidity”

So, is this equation clear enough to show the power of pure stupidity?? Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter to be stupid at times. After all, one can never be smart all the time. BUT, I've broken the most important rule of flirting, so please please please kill me before another offence is recorded!!

OMG!! I guess you've just seen/read about the stupidest thing I've ever done and thought! BLAH!! Now, I stupidly tell you that the stupidity in me is reaching a shocking stupid level and I shall remain stupid in the cocoon with my stupid coconut till I settle this stupid problem. Enough of stupidity?? I'm off! Ciao.



Sorry for the grammatical errors (if there's any) and also the use of non-rhyming words in the poem. I can't help it coz this is the first ever poem I've ever written. What?? My first poem??? *GASPS* I think I've gone stupidly crazy! You have two choices before you leave this blog. You either stab me to death with your mother's sharp kitchen knife to stop the contagious virus of stupidity OR join me and become stupid, yay! Now, choose the best option, comrades!



Friday, November 18, 2005

More about girls...

This post is an addition to the previous post.

With the fluctuation of hormones (Estrogen & Progesterone) and also the symptoms of PMS, women tend to behaviourally change a few times within a month. She may be sad or depressed over small matters at a certain time of the month. She may also be feeling happy (with/without any reasons) and thinks she's beautiful (even though she's not!). Some time in her monthly cycle, she feels on top of the world, with an extraordinary high level of confidence. She might also encounter a stage of being flirtatious or hungers for attention from her male counterparts. She might have a change in sexual preferences and could possibly experience an increased libido too.

So, there you go. Women are born complicated and it's not easy to be one. If you understand her well, everything would be fine (hopefully, *crosses fingers*) =P




Something you guys need to know about girls

Guys, ever had an argument with your mother, sister, girl friend or female friends for no particular reason? You did nothing wrong but they were angry at you, making you worried, sad and confused. Well, maybe you really did something until you triggered the anger in her but it might also be due to her monthly cycle. In a much simple way to explain, a woman changes a few times during her monthly cycle and also throughout her life.

So, to further understand your partner/friend/mother/sister, it is vital to know something about Premenstrual Syndrome (PMS). Have you heard of PMS??

Premenstrual Syndrome:

PMS is a disorder characterized by a set of hormonal changes that trigger disruptive symptoms in a significant number of women for up to two weeks prior to menstruation. Of the estimated 40 million suffers, more than 5 million require medical treatment for marked mood and behavioral changes. Often symptoms tend to taper off with menstruation and women remain symptom-free until the two weeks or so prior to the next menstrual period. These regularly recurring symptoms from ovulation until menses typify PMS, premenstrual syndrome.

PMS often increases at times of hormonal turbulence, for example, puberty, childbirth, after miscarriage or pregnancy termination or changes in contraception. Women who experience postnatal illness are more prone to PMS. Women aged 30-45 years often experience most severe PMS. PMS often affects successive generations, although a genetic predisposition has yet to be established. PMS often makes pre-existing conditions worse.


Symptoms - two general categories:

Physical symptoms

Bloating
Breast tenderness
Swelling of feet and ankles
Fluid retention and weight gain
Painful uterine cramps just before and during the first few days of menstruation
Headaches
Food cravings (especially for salty or sweet foods)
Acne breakout
Low energy or fatigue
Palpitations
Dizziness
Backaches or muscle pain

Psychological and emotional symptoms

Fatigue
Mood swings
Irritability
Feeling "out of control"
Depression
Aggressiveness or hostility
Crying spells
Difficulty concentrating
Increased appetite
Forgetfulness
Changes in libido (sexual desire)

Although the specific symptoms of PMS vary from woman to woman, the top three complaints seem to be irritability, fatigue and bloating.


So, with all those I listed, you guys may use them as a guide to determine the right time to say/negotiate certain things. Try observing your girl and tell her the magic words/confess your feelings/propose at the right time. Try observing your mother and find the right time to talk to her so that you wouldn't get a tight slap from her for asking her approval to marry an ang moh! Try observing your sister to tell her the truth at the right time so that she wouldn't kill you for shaving her poodle! Happy observing, guys!




The MillionHair Story

This post is not suitable for underaged kids and immature retards!


Just imagine you were at the beach area. You were obviously drooling over the sexy babes in bikinis or macho leng chais in their trunks. As you were "enjoying" the pretty/cool looks, your eyes move vertically to the South from the top. AND, you suddenly realised something. It was a great turn off to see the peek-a-boo of pubic hair a huge forest down there, coming out from the bikini or the trunk. (This sentence is only applicable to certain people, depending on individual's "taste". Hehe)

Have you ever experienced that? Well, I have seen it many times but it's not much of an impact on me even though I was quite curious. I guess you must be wondering how could a babe or leng chai be like this. Based on my own observations, and also a Q&A session with selected peeps, I found the answer. It's a simple fact that we are all born with "balanced" hair growth all over the body. So, if you have bushy eyebrows, lots of hair on the arms and legs and everywhere else, then the forest down South is a smaller one. If one has a natural hair-free skin, then he/she will most probably have a huge forest. *What I said is only applicable to those who doesn't trim/shave/pluck/wax/whatever*

So, is that really true?? Kekeke...



Thursday, November 17, 2005

I can't sleep again....

Everyone says that sleeping early is good for the skin. So, I got to sleep early to have a beautiful porcelain skin BUT I can't sleep! Stupid PMS...yes, I am having PMS (not the monthly flow lah, noobs!), and that explains why my normal very nice and tolerating self can get so annoyed until I exploded yesterday!

I was supposed to blog on PMS (Premenstrual Syndrome), to help my male friends understand more about ladies but it'll take up a long time. So, I decided to postpone the interesting post.

Then I thought I should just blog about something that has been bugging me for a few days already BUT damn, I can't! Even though this place (blog) can be considered as my so-called online diary, I just can't do it. Some things are just too personal to be published.

Usually, when I'm down or puzzled over something, I'd tell my cheemuis. The first one that came to mind was Joyce. She knows almost everything about me BUT she's still in uni having her final exams! I miss her very much! Haih...! I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'm just so confused about something and someone. I can't tell anyone about this too as I said it's quite personal. BLAH!! I hate to be like this. Stupid PMS!! *Sheesh* I feel like a fool now. Forget what I said. I guess I'll be crazy for a few days!

At the moment, while pondering over something, some songs got stuck in my brain. Well, the lyrics of these songs have nothing to do with what I'm thinking about. So, stop assuming. Anyways, they are: "Foolish Beat" and "No More Rhyme" by Debbie Gibson, "Secret Lovers" by Atlantic Starr, "When Love And Hate Collide" by Def Leppard, "Can't Fight This Feeling" by REO Speedwagon, "Mirai e" by Kiroro, "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt, etc. etc.

Alright, it's almost 2am now and I think I should be sleeping. But I know I will only lie down if I were to go to bed now. So, it's useless...and I'll start thinking again! WTF?? Stupid PMS. Stupid brain cells. Everything seems stupid now. I'm off! Ciao.



Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Ignore this post please...thank you!

Have you ever felt like leaving everything to stay in a place where nobody knows who you are? Well, I'm not depressed but it's rather normal to feel this way at times. That's what I read in an article recently.

Sometimes, I just feel like going somewhere else to stay. No, please don't get me wrong. There's nothing wrong with my family and I love all of them. What I'm saying here can be clearly defined in a word, PEACE.

Do you know how annoying it is when everyone (or some) around you start(s) asking annoying questions? It's good to be caring but it can also be too irritating when you become nosy. When one is not in a good mood, all she wants is to be alone. She'll be desperately searching for solace to ponder over something that has been bugging her. And she might be online as usual, but can't you sense that she's not being herself? Anyways, some friends realised that. Thanks for being sensitive. I was really moody!

At times, I still try my best to be a good listener even when I'm down. I don't mind helping or listening but I can't stand it when the whole topic changes direction. And out of no where, I suddenly become the topic of the day and fools keep asking me about my past, current life and future. For fark's sake, can you please leave me alone??? (Sorry, I can be very mean when I'm angry) I don't want to be reminded about my past! It's a great joy that I manage to delete that fella off my brain and that I've been thinking of someone else! Is that clear enough?? I don't need to report or tell anything to anyone out there also. I know you people have been very caring, thank you but PLEASE MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS! Whether I'm a loser in my love life or whether I flirt or fark around, that's none of your bloody business!

I get farking annoyed when some people (even old friends) bug me on things I don't want to talk about. That's why, I sometimes really wish I could vanish just like that. Disappear and nobody (exclude a few close friends lah of course) knows what happen to me. Sometimes, hanging around with certain fellas remind me of my age. Seriously, I've always wished to be older. And, I just feel like disappearing...not keeping in touch with some of them. I can't feel any difference in them when they're around. They are still thinking the same way like years ago. So, am I the only one who has grown older, or much more mature than my old self? Please stop telling me that I'm still nerdy like last time, still the same, this and that. Whatever you say is useless coz I know I've changed. I might still look the same boring person to you but my mind is definitely thinking faster than yours! So, fark off and stop comparing! If you have nothing else better to yak about, then just shut the fark up!

I hate childish fellas too! Mind you, could you please take a look at your own image in front of the bloody mirror before bombarding me with farked up questions??? You need not be so pretentious just to save this so-called friendship! Your fake attitude alone makes me want to puke! So, you seriously don't need to put in so much of shitty efforts to rescue this dying friendship. If you feel I'm such a terrible friend, then let it be. You're not worth of a friend like me!

Before I end this piece of shit post, I'd like to remind you all. Please mind your own business and don't be a bloody pretentious motherfarker! If you're not one, that 'friendship' word will never end between us. Whatever it is, this is my life. What I want to do is my own business! I don't need you idiots to remind me on this and that. And PLEASE stop asking about my past! I hate to be reminded about my lousy love life, ok? Now, just fark off and shit somewhere else if you think your love life is better than mine! I AM NOT INTERESTED TO KNOW ANY SHIT ABOUT YOUR LIFE!

The end.

Ciao.




Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Mysterious unknown caller

A moron called my 019 line this morning, or afternoon as it was almost 12 noon. I reluctantly woke up to listen to that phone call as I thought the caller might be an old friend/flirt. After all, the line has been dead for quite some time since the last call. (Psst...this line is only used for mental stimulations. Kekeke!)

As I couldn't sleep last night (I also don't know why!), I was really pissed off when someone called to disturb my slumber. Even though the caller's voice was quite familiar, I don't think he's a friend/flirt. I got freaking annoyed when he (unknown caller) started asking me to guess his identity! Somemore asked a weird personal question that only a flirt would ask! Bloody hell!

He identified himself as someone who studies at the same college. BUT I'm not a college student! So, he shouldn't be someone from the same uni. He calls me ****** but those in uni calls me by my real name. Only those from the internet calls me that. So, he should be someone from the net. BUT how the hell he got my number??? NO idea!

Anyways, his number is: 016-8971637. Please say hello to this moron or help me to investigate! Thanks.


Monday, November 14, 2005

Random thoughts....again??

After reading my friend's post, I started thinking again. Have you ever fallen for the wrong person?? I mean, you realised you shouldn't be falling for that particular someone, but you're still thinking of him/her. And the worse part is you just can't control your bloody brain from thinking about that someone.

Personally, I experienced that many times already. Well, maybe what my friend says in his post is very true. Sometimes, it's rather easier to fall for someone than to forget him/her. From what I observed, I have many friends (both male and female) facing the similar situation. They knew that particular someone will never be the other half, but they can't do anything much to prevent themselves from pondering. All they could do is to tell a friend (me) and I can't do much either besides listening to what they've got to say, consoling or giving a humble advice to them. After all, I consider myself a sucker in this issue too.

I could still remember what I disliked in men when I was years younger. I used to hate metrosexuals but I fell for one. I used to hate skinny men but I fell for one. I used to hate this and that (mostly physical attributes) but I fell for them. That's the time when I realised I actually don't have any physical criteria on men I like. So, you tell me...is there really a clear definition of "pretty" or "handsome"?? (Please ignore the stupid power of stereotyping) Having encountered different types of past histories and male friends, there is no such word as "handsome" in my brain's vocabulary! That word will only exists when I fall for someone coz I still believe that when you actually have feelings for that someone, he/she would just stand out amongst the other male/female in your heart, or mind. He/she will be the first one in your mind when you wake up in the morning and the last one you think about before you doze off at night.

So, why is it that we often fall for someone easily?? And why is it so difficult to forget a particular someone when you knew it's impossible to be together? Yea, we should be realistic but how possible it is to control our brain? Oh please don't get me wrong. I'm not thinking nor talking about the bloke that I've managed to delete off my brain! Seriously, I've had crushes on and even fallen for friends, school mates (old story lah), flirts (dangerous!) and many others. So, have you ever fallen for the wrong person even though you knew you'll never be with him/her???

This song by James Blunt has been stuck to my brain ever since I first heard it. But, the lyrics has some connections to what I said earlier.


"You're Beautiful"

My life is brilliant.

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.