Saturday, January 28, 2006 || Mmm
- Quite ironic, because yesterday night, was chatting with Eu Jin and he was telling me about this extremely kinky dream he had, which I can't talk about. Though kinky wouldn't really be the word I'd use to describe it ...
But hmm, when I woke up after my sleep/nap this morning, drifting in the period of consciousness, with half of my mind still lurking in dreamland, I could remember what dream I had. Vaguely, but still vividly so.
Usually, I can't remember my dreams. Well, except that of late, I dreamed of sitting for SPM at least two times. Which I consider to be an extremely bad omen.
But. Because I'm still sleepy, and I just woke up... *yawn*
I dreamed that I was in a meadow ... With acres and acres of green green grass. And well, there was a stream nearby. So I was bathing (cant remember if I was naked or not, though I'll take for granted that i was), and suddenly, a guy was there. I can't really remember much, 'cause there are only fuzzy images in my head ... Fuzzy. Ow.
But no, not that explicit, but still quite ... um. kinky. Too bad, it was a faceless stranger. Or even if he was somebody i know, I can't remember who, which is good. haha
yummy ... I think I'm born in the wrong generation and in the wrong century. You know, I wish that I was born decades ago. I picture myself living in this riverside cottage, like one of those quaint, elegant ones, with a small farm to rear animals for a living. Of course, I'd be married (just imagining, can?) to a guy I love, and we'd be able to go skinny dipping all the time and make love in the meadow, cause our cottage is miles and miles away from civilization.
And we'd even have horses, so that we can gallop together along the countryside ... With beautiful hills around our land.
Such a pretty mental picture. =)
I'm sleepy. Omg, i HATE waking up early.
Friday, January 27, 2006 || SG, baby!
- In less than 12 hours, I'll be on my way to Singapore! =D
... But I'll miss my dog a lot. And not in a 'zooskool' way. :p
Dear ole' Fifi's gonna stay in my kitchen ALL BY HERSELF until I return on Monday or Tuesday, okay. :( I'll put out a LOT of food + water for her ... But I'm still worried.
Of course, since she IS my dog, I trust her to be smart and instinctive enough to take care of herself. Nyeh heh heh ...
I was SMSing my friends, too! Being all emo and shit. LOL. Even though we're all gonna be gone for only, like, what? 5 days?
One friend of mine SMSed me: 'I'll miss you soooo much leh ... =( Wei, you brighten up my day you know?'
And I was damn happy. 'Wah cheh ...', I thought.
But while I was replying, my friend sent me another SMS, going:
'OH SHIT ... I was possessed by the devil just now! What'd I sms you?? Shit ...'
-__________________- Potong stim only. Ass. :p
But nevermind. Heh.
So I guess I'll take a lot of pics! Unless, of course, there isn't anything interesting to take pictures of ... And hopefully, I'll get to buy souvenirs and stuff for friends. Though, being the utterly kiamsap person I am, plus the currency rate ......... *coughs*
I haven't even packed yet. Feeling so lazy and tired now, bah.
Cheer up, Liz ... enthusiastic a bit ... Who knows, maybe you'll meet a drop-dead gorgeous dude ... Heh heh heh ................
Err, where was I? Oh right.
Actually, come to think of it, all the times I was whining about wanting to study overseas, yada yada ... I feel kinda glad that that'll never happen. I mean ... I think I'd miss my home too much. I'm a sentimental person, okay!
When I told Jac, "Cannot lah ... I think I'll even miss you okay!"
Jac, "Same! I dont want to go to Penangla ... at least you're going to singapore ... :( shit ..."
"I'm a sentimental person .... heh heh heh ..."
"... *chokes on drink and starts coughing* HAHAHA RIGHT ..."
-_- Stupid friends.
Anywayyyyy ... I'm gonna sleep now, I guess. I don't know if there'll be internet access in my Aunt's place (though I hope there is, heh).
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, PEOPLE! =D
Love ya guys! I'll miss you!!
Edit: Wah, I'm so free, I even updated my other 'dead' blog. -_-
Thursday, January 26, 2006 || Yoo hoo yoo hoo!
- 'I'm the one who wants to be with you ... Deep inside I hope you'll feel it too ~' - Mr Big - Just to be with you
I LOVE THIS SONG. I can't get enough of it!!! One day, when I find cash and time to learn guitar, I'll freaking master every good song on earth and play 'em to the apple of my eye. AWWW.
Never mind that my eyes are still apple-less.
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I've just realized that at least 15% of the people on my MSN list are blocked. Errr, I'm feeling kinda evil now.
See, I have a VERY big thing against people who abuse the nudge and emoticon features. Which is why my status is always 'away' or 'busy' ... And these people still nudge me. Okay, okay, one time is perfectly fine, if you're just greeting me ... But if I don't reply, DO NOT F*ING NUDGE ME THREE OR FOUR TIMES. -____- And don't wink. Don't ......... ....... wink ......
GAH. I just kena winked again. I feel like using Windows messenger again.
....... My sentiments exactly. :p
Anyway, I was reading all the answers I got from the stupid Valentines "interview" I did.
And I decided to do something else. I got some seriously funny answers. Of course, I understand lah ... Those question are damn awkward to answer impromptu in real life. And my close friends, who gave me long answers, thought I was just fooling around, so they gave me stupid answers.
What would you ideal valentines celebration be like?
Good vodka, good booze, large pizza with extra cheese ... Good food, good booze, good company, GOOD SEX. That's all man.
- Jaclyn
... I give up. -_-
Anyway, I'll publish MY own answers. Ke ke ke.
What does Valentines day mean to you?
Nothing fancy, just a day to celebrate with the people I love. In a way, it reminds me of how much I love them.
What would your ideal Valentines day celebration be like?
Um, if it's with my boyfriend/husband, I think that I'll celebrate it by doing whatever we did on our first date. Like damn memorable right?
What's your most meaningful memory of love?
I was gonna ramble on about the guy I USED to like, but thinking it over, I think that my most memorable memory of love was when I did pretty badly in an exam during form 1, and I was crying. (Ya ya, I used to be a nerd.) Then my mum told me that she loves me and she'll still be proud of me no matter what. =)
What's your true definition of love?
Endless. Untouched by time, distance, appearance, etc ... Endless.
(I didn't ask this in my blog, but I did in real) How would you want to spend this valentines day?
I know I don't like him anymore, but I want to see him again. Just a glimpse, just a glance will do. =)
AWWW I'M SO ROMANTIC. *evil laugh*
Oh, Bryan tagged me again. O_o
4 jobs I've had in my life
- Cashier
- ........Nothing else. LOL
4 movies I could watch over and over
- A walk to remember
- Most of Stephen Chow's older movies
- The Fifth Element (I loved this!)
- Shrek. Heh
4 TV shows I love(d) to watch
- One Tree Hill
- Recipe For The Heart
This show is so crazy, I remember how much I LOVED it the first time I watched it. All of the characters were so adorable. :p
And it's showing on Astro again! 10pm weekdays on Channel 34!
- The OC
- Smallville
4 places where I've lived
- Butterworth, Penang
- Singapore
- Uh, nowhere else.
4 places I've been on vacation to
- Singapore?
- Thailand
- Redang?
- Er. Camerons
4 places I would rather be
- IRELAND.
- US
- Golden Sands, Port Dickson
- Now? Mamak ... =(
4 of my favourite foods
- Cheese baked rice!
- KFC!
- Ramly Burger
- Nasi Lemak
(No wonder I'm this size -.-)
4 websites I visit daily
- MINE
- Friendster
- Kenny Sia's
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4 beautiful people worth tagging
Beautiful? I don't know any. LOL, jk jk.
- Jin, cause he hates tags. Heh
- Yuenqi
- Kyels
- Victor
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OH, my dad just told me that we'll be going to Singapore to spend CNY. Which I'm cool with, because the currency ...... *coughs*
But I'll miss my dog (A LOT!). And my friends. :( And my room.
And my comp.
And maybe you ....... ? Hehe
I'll be back, darlings!
Wednesday, January 25, 2006 || Liz's once in a lifetime drama review: Devil Beside you
- I don't do reviews often ... No, scratch that, I never do reviews. Especially on this blog. :p
But I thought I'd give it a go. Besides, I don't think that many people has watched this yet. I wanted to really try my hand at writing a 'formal' review and submit it to SPCNet, but two people beat me to it already. *shrugs*
So I'll do it the Lizzy way! (Which, undoubtedly, won't be as good as, say, Swifty's film reviews. =( )
Liz Reviews: Devil Beside You
Summary:
Devil Beside You is a Taiwanese Idol drama with a pretty typical plot, similiar to the likes of Meteor Garden and My MVP Valentine.
Qi Yue, a second year college student, is in love with Yuan Yi, the good-looking, soft-spoken captain of the basketball team. However, under a series of hilarious circumstances, she finds herself constantly crossing paths with Ah Meng, a notorious, rich, bad boy. (Sounds familar?)
They soon fall head-over-heels in love with each other, only to find out that Qi Yue's mother is dating Ah Meng's dad, and they plan to get married ... which would make their relationship forbidden and somewhat incestuous.
Cast:
Mike He Jun Xiang as Ah Meng
When I first saw pictures of him around, I thought that he was just another pretty 'F4 wannabe-esque' face, and I didn't think too highly of him.
But his on-screen presence caught me off guard, because I was expecting a pretty face and bad acting. (Think Jerry Yan of Meteor Garden fame.) Pretty face? Very much so. Bad acting skills? No.
In fact, this guy oozes with charisma and sex appeal. And he can act his role pretty well. Spoiled bad boy with a kind heart, sensitive lover, and loyal friend, he pulled it all off. His crying scenes blew me away, as I have a soft spot for romantic guys. =(
The fact that he is drop-dead gorgeous doesn't really hurt either. Well, hey, why'd you think all the girls were raving over F4 when they made their debut? But Mike He Jun Xiang is competent, he made me fall in love with Ah Meng over and over again.
Rainie Yang as Qi Yue
Before watching this show, I vaguely remember her playing a pretty minor role in Meteor Garden, as Barbie Xsu's best friend or something.
Initially, Rainie massively annoyed me with some of her over-the-top exaggerated manga-style facial expressions. But thank God, she mellowed it down and improved along the way of the series.
But she is impossible to dislike. She is just too likeable and cute. I think that they chose the right person for the role, because she and Mike He had pretty amazing on-screen chemistry. She brought Qi Yue to life without coming off as an unbelievably angelic goody-two-shoes.
Actually, Qi Yue IS Rainie Yang (looks-wise). Cute, naive and bubbly.
Kingone Wang Chuan Yi as Yuan Yi
I don't watch Taiwanese dramas often, and I haven't seen Kingone before, so I'm presuming that he's sorta new.
However, his performance as Yuan Yi surprised me. At first, he came off as a goody-two-shoes, serious guy ... but later in the series, he 'lightened up' and provided a lot of comic relief and hilarious moments with his dorky demeanour and charm.
The rest of the cast were pretty good as well. I especially liked Ah Meng and Qi Yue's parents.
Bottom-line:
I actually had very very low expectations of this show, because of the other Taiwanese dramas that I watched, which pretty much sucked. Besides, I usually stick to korean dramas. *coughs*
But Devil Beside You definitely impressed me. The kissing scenes did not make me wince, and the chemistry between all the characters amused me immensely. :D There were enough funny moments to make me laugh and enough romantic 'emo' moments that made me feel like dancing on top of Mount Kinabalu nude as a proclaimation of my adoration towards Mike He. Err.
Watch it if you like light-hearted romantic mandirin dramas. Don't expect too much depth, though, because after all, it IS a taiwanese idol drama.
I'll give it a 7/10, overall. 8/10 for the cast. :) Excellente!
You can borrow the original VCD set from Cally, like me. LOL
P.S I finished Nora Robert's Montana Sky already. Typical Nora Roberts, but I love it. Nyeh heh heh ....
Tuesday, January 24, 2006 || Flamers and blog wars.
- I spent the day reading Nora Robert's Montana Sky. I haven't finished it yet, because I'm really taking my time with this one ... Usually, I finish a novel in only a few hours, 'cause I tend to read really fast. But I figured, since I have all the time to spare today (due to my very broke condition), I should really absorb the book.
It's not bad. To give Nora Roberts credit, she really is amazing with words. Though, I tend to find that the authors I usually read (Sidney Sheldon, Nora Roberts, Danielle Steel, etc.) have a distinctively style in their writings, so much that even with the cover ripped off, I'd still know who the author is.
Of course, whatever works, eh?
So I came online in the evening for a bit, and made my usual daily visits around the blogosphere. And I smiled at Kyel's post about flamers, because it made sense.
I remember when I received my first "mean" comment. Ah, I was outraged, furious and downright pissed that somebody in the world'd be so mean and cruel to such a fragile and delicate soul (me). Of course, I replied with a scathing remark in self-defence, and the whole thing blew out of proportion.
... And suddenly, I found myself laughing at it all. Because, really, why would I care what a stranger thinks about me?
There are many annoying blogs out there. There are many arrogant bloggers out there, myself inclusive. But despite of how much their online persona irks me, I still wouldn't allow myself have a "bad impression" of them, to hate them based on what they write alone. Because if I met them in real life, under different circumstances, I'd still say Hi and try to be friendly to them. :P Who knows, right?
So there was this one time when I wrote something that was quite uncalled for, I'll admit. And some other blogger out there wrote something on his blog in rebuttal to my post. I read the post, smirked, faked an apologetic tone, and left a friendly comment. :P I didn't really care, because in my mind, it just goes to show that he thinks more of me than I of him, because I wasn't even aware of his existence until he attacked me. Hmm.
Which is really funny, because all this shit happens in reality too. I once knew a girl whom two close friends of mine detested, because she was flighty and sorta bitchy. We were very young back then, only thirteen or fourteen. And then the two friends of mine suspected that their rival/enemy/foe has an 'imaginary' boyfriend who does not exist, and that she was only mindf*cking everybody else.
(Don't ask. We were very immature back then. Hehehe, welcome to a girl's world.)
So my two lovely justice-prevailing, truth-seeking friends did everything they could to expose her. I was damn bad as well, I pretended to be interested and listened to them, even when I didn't really care. (I mean, seriously, who cares if somebody is lying about their love life? Let them continue wallowing in their imaginary world lah.) I guess, in a way, they wanted to "bring her down" for being so bitchy to them.
And these shit actually happens in the online world as well, though more serious (cuz we were only kids, we weren't really malicious. Not really.).
Of course, somehow, inexplicably, everybody made peace after a very long span of loathing each other. We've dropped out of contact now, but we're still friends. I guess. And that's cool, though I don't think the world, reality and virtual-wise, will ever achieve true peace. =P
I guess, in a way, our differences will always matter. And there will always be people out there who can't and won't accept you for who you are, flaws and all.
That's why I love flamers and blog wars. They remind me of the harsh, cold reality. :p And makes me treasure the people in my life who love me for who I am even more.
Okay, I'm gonna get back to my book. *nerdy smile*
EDITED: OMG, I don't usually watch chinese dramas or like chinese songs, but THIS video is so romantic.
MIKE HE IS GORGEOUS. PERIOD.
GOODBYE, KOREANS. LOL
Monday, January 23, 2006 || Random pictures of my lovely day, and I really need you guys' help.
- I woke up damn damn early today. (Actually, anything before 10a.m is early for me, haha!)
So when I was washing my face, colgate got into my eyes. Don't even ask me how. -_- So I had minty + watery + 'bengkak' eyes for so long.
=(
Oh oh, finally met up with Chris again today. Apparently, A levels at Taylors is damn hard, her schedule is crazy. O.o
Chris looked SO cute with pigtails, haha. And my stupid 'bengkak' eyes.
Classic 'stoning at mamak' pose. =P
I look stupid here, but I love this kid:
Sooooo cute. Right?!?
Jaclyn and I at my crib. Uh, definitely not as cute as the kid. Sad cases. :(
Colgate-y me and a sleeping Jac.
In the cab. Our sneakeers, yo.
In the cab again. Uh, Jac looks funny here. LOL.
I think that I look stupid here, but I sorta like the effect:
I think that I look stupid here, but I sorta like the effect:
My reflection, yo! Sorta ...
Proof that I'm still rather camwhorish, though my skills are rotten already.
Proof that I'm still rather camwhorish, though my skills are rotten already.
Uh. Nvm.
... IOI Mall night view. The purpose of this picture is still undiscovered.
Anyway, I went around today, trying to "interview" people for Joshua's February "Season for Loving" newsletter. -_-
I asked 'em four questions.
1) What does Valentines day mean to you?
2) What would your ideal valentine's day celebration be like?
3) What's your most meaningful memory of love? (Not necessarily boy-girl relationships related.)
4) What's your definition of true love?
....... And everybody gave me really weird answers. Like, "My most meaningful memory of love was when my boyfriend and I had our FIRST DATE THAT WE DIDN'T END UP FIGHTING!!! ^__^"
Erm, obviously, I don't think I'm the most *coughs* suitable candidate to do this, as I'll probably be spending the V day grooming my dog to make it look more poodle-like, but I don't want to disappoint Joshua. :(
Can you guys tell me your answers to the above questions?
Your lovely blogger is desperateee ... *hums la la la* =( Actually, I'm curious also lah. Hehe.
Sunday, January 22, 2006 || DAMN EMO
- I am damn damn damn damn emo.
I miss so many of my friends, suddenly. =( I want to see them, but everything's so different already.
By the way, my day was great, thanks for asking. :) Hehe!
Saturday, January 21, 2006 || A Blowjob Meme Gone Wrong.
- Bryan tagged me again! But this meme seems pretty interesting. So let's see what impromptu shit I can come up with. Heh.
- Eu Jin, cause I'm eager to read what you come up with.
- Darien, same as Eu Jin.
- Yuen Qi, uh, if you're free after exams? lol
- Evon? If you're free.
- Bradder
The following are the rules :-
1) write an entry of between 100-200 words, with these words have to be included once, and only once:
- I
- me
- blowjob
- grapes
- random
- power
- loneliness
- water
- robot
- blue
2) Out of the 10 words, you can only change 2 words.
I changed 'I' to 'misunderstanding', and 'me' to 'Duh'.
3) Your essay must make some kind of sense. if it’s not cool, then it won’t get published…
4) Send to 5 people.
'This thing called love I just can't handle it
This thing called love I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love ... '
Loud music was blasting from the stereos of the quaint cafe, and I drank my soda water, smiling at the little girl at the next table, who was mouthing to the lyrics of the song. I glanced at my baby blue watch and I frowned. He was late.
'Hmm ... Why on earth does he want to meet me, at this hour of the night?' I thought to myself, reaching for the bunch of grapes on the plate before me.
Suddenly, Garreth walked in and smiled sheepishly at me. "Sorry I'm late, Liz." he said, as he sat down. I glanced up at my lab partner ... his strong, chiseled face, sandy brown hair and deep gray eyes and I quietly admired the sheer magnificence of it.
"Haven't we already handed in the Project to Mr Davidson, Garreth? Why did you ask me out tonight?" I asked him.
"I ..." he hesitated, "... wanted to talk to you, Liz." He looked up from his drink and stared at me. "I need to tell you something.", he added, his dark gray eyes full of meaning.
I raised my eyebrows quizically at Garreth. I knew what was coming.
"I think there has been a misunderstanding, Garreth. What do you expect me to do now? Get on my knees and give you a blowjob? I'm sorry, Gar, I don't do that to random guys. I'm not like that." I curtly said as I stood up to leave.
He reached for my hand before I could walk away. "Wait, I didn't mean it like that, Liz ..." he said, his deep gray eyes pleadingly soft. "Will you let me show you something?" he softly asked, his eyes boring into mine.
I hesitated, and I nodded.
***
He brought me up a hill, and we could see the beautiful night view of our university campus and the neighbourhood lights. "This place is beautiful ...", I whispered, admiring the lovely scenary that greeted my sight.
He gazed at me intently and smiled. "You know, you look so beautiful in the moonlight.", he softly muttered.
I cocked an eyebrow at him. "Duh!" I said, faking arrogance, and we broke into peels of laughter.
"Let me tell you a story ..." he said, his voice low and serious.
"Once upon a time, there lived a young man and a young woman. They grew up together, played together when they were kids, and studied together when they were teenagers. And just like in fairytales ... they fell deeply, hopelessly in love." he paused for a few seconds and glanced at me.
"But the man was not honest to her. And one day, they had a serious fight. The girl ran out of his house in anger, and he did not run after her. When he came to his senses and wanted to apologize, he found out that the girl had died in a terrible car accident."
"I'm sorry, Garreth ..." I whispered, not knowing what else to say.
"The young man was crushed. He never stopped regretting his actions, regretting that he never apologized to her, never told her how much he really loved her. The power of the love they shared was gone. It was the worst kind of punishment ever, to be left in loneliness and guilt like that. He knew that a part of him was destroyed ... and he thought that he would never have it in him to love anybody else anymore.", Garreth continued, his voice cracking with emotion.
He turned to me, slowly reached for my hands, and stared into my eyes.
"Until he met you... ", he whispered. "When you came into my life, I learned that I could laugh again, that I could smile again. I knew then that I was not a robot, uncapable of emotions ... And that I could even fall in love again. You saved me. Like an angel, you came into my life and gave me hope again, Liz."
I was moved and touched by what he just said, so much that tears were welling in the corner of my eyes. I thought about all the times we spent together researching, arguing, and talking about our dreams and goals ...
He moved closer to me and my heart skipped a beat. He leaned towards me ... I knew he was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes, anticipating.
And suddenly, an image of Mark appeared in my head ... Dear old Mark, his homely face and sweet smile, who was waiting for me back at home in Malaysia. Mark, my first love.
My true love.
I quickly stepped back before his lips touched mine.
"I'm sorry, Garreth," I gasped, "I can't do this ... I'm sorry!", I exclaimed, before I turned and ran down the hill, ignoring his desperate shouts.
I ran as fast as I could, and suddenly, it started to rain. I stopped running and stood in the rain, feeling the gentle raindrops trickling down my cheeks. I smiled. I knew I did the right thing.
Besides, Tom Welling look-a-likes? Not my type.
The end.
Errr, I know I'm narcissistic. So what? :p
I want to watch Memoirs of a Geisha. =(
Friday, January 20, 2006 || A waiter story. And me.
- *personal post*
So not too long ago, I blogged about that waiter who gave me this N-gage rubber thing (Uh, I still don't know what's it called.), and I knew that our paths would cross again. Well, duh, I go to his cafe at least 3 times a week... It is plainly inevitable, yeah? My best friends, Cally, Jaclyn and I love this place, cause it has fabulous nasi lemak.
Just two or three days ago, I think, we went to that cafe again. And of course, the dude was there. Well, I did make it a point to try to be friendlier, yada yada, but I doubt that I actually succeeded. Yeah, I do speak cantonese pretty well, but ah, I can't be in full-on crap mode all the time, right?
(It's just me, but whenever I socialize with, erm, "la las", I HAVE to crap. Or have entirely nothing to talk about with them. And no, it's not prejudice, not really. =/)
So he came to our table, as usual. Jaclyn, Cally and I were playing "I have never .........", so we didn't really speak to him much. But when we wanted to pay the bill and leave, he had a pretty interesting conversation with me.
*translated to english, though it's goddamn funny in canto*
He: "You look pretty today ..."
Me: (thinking: Wtf?) "Er ... Well ... I'm pretty all the time, hahaha!" (Remember my crap mode? -.-)
He: "Usually also very pretty already, but today you look prettier wor dunno why."
Me: "Uh ... Eh-heh ... very good ..."
Jaclyn started sniggering and Cally pretended to be oblivious and SMSed her boyfriend. Actually, it SHOULD be a hugeass ego boost for me, right? But, heh, I don't believe that shit.
He: "Are you leaving now already?"
Me: "Yeap."
He: "You ...... can?"
Actually it isn't exactly like that, but I do not know how to translate the words from canto. Argh.
Me: "Huh? Can what? My friends are leaving now as well ... "
He: "You ... won't miss anything?"
WHAT THE HOLY COWASS F*.
Me: "Haha... Miss you, issit? *smirks a bit*"
Him: "I know I'll miss you."
WTFWTFWTFWTWFWTWFWTWFWTF. I was absolutely stunned, shocked, and horrified. I mean, what the, my friends were at the same table. Actually, the word wasn't 'miss', but I don't really know the exact translation for that cantonese word.
BUT STILL. Well, hey, I know I shouldn't be so perasan and all, but I actually think that this dude is seriously flirting with me. It's worse in real life, I'm not paranoid.
So Jaclyn started laughing her ass off, and when she saw my face, she said to him, in a half joking, half condescending tone, "Eh friend, don't kau my friend in front of me or doing anything funny, can or not?"
Which is funny, cause he ignored her and took the bill for us. -_-
Well, anyway, I have no idea, nor do I really care what is he up to, because I am indifferent to it all (except for the occasional shocked states, haha). He could be playing around to amuse his own mind and go 'Oh lookie, chicko's mindf*cked by me! Ha-ha!', or he could be serious. Err. Though I would actually prefer the former, haha. Besides, what on earth is he thinking? I honestly think that my friends are more attractive, nicer, and friendlier than me. And I actually do mean that, not faking modesty for the sake of it.
Ah, but that dude is actually not the main point of this post.
I think I'm changing and morphing into a whole, different person. Because when I analyze myself, the way I've been acting, speaking, and such ... I've realized that I am damn different from the person I used to be. Though, I don't really expect any of you guys to relate or understand this because I haven't changed here, right? Or have I?
For example, take the weird foreigner incident. And this waiter thing. I know that at one point of my life, if somebody actually said 'Don't lie, you are lying to me, I know.' to me, in face, I would ask him or her to wank off.
Or take the waiter, for example. At some point or other, the mere fact that he was a bit annoying was enough for me to say 'f*ck off' to him.
But apparently, judging by my NATURAL, unplanned reactions to the both of them (and other people, heh), I am definitely confident that I'm different from the 'old' me. Now, I don't even use the F word anymore. (Unless I'm freaked out beyond imagination, like the time I saw the ghost or whatever.) And then I think, crap, what am I turning into?!?!??!?!?!
I DO NOT WANT TO BE THAT. I SWEAR.
Okay lah, I'm not bragging or anything. Just because I've been more, hmm, mellow lately doesn't make me any better than the person that I was.
I came online just now, and chatted with Chris for awhile. Which was sort of cool, because I was just telling Jac that I hardly see her or talk to her much these days. And she told me about her new life, that her friends were all so different from us, and that things have changed so much.
"yeah... but seriously i would prefer if you guys are in college with me.... at least i dont feel sesat sometimes...."
Wah, I'm feeling damn emo now.
I hate changes. Okay, I love the exhiliration and thrill of pursuing something new ... But there are things in life that I would never trade for the world. My family and friends, for instance. And of course ... Me. The person I am. The qualities in me that make me, well, me, good and bad alike.
I know that I have changed. My perspectives in life has changed. Suddenly, I'm feeling so somber and so mellow ... And it all happened in merely a span of a few months.
What happened to the reckless, foul-mouthed girl? What happened to the girl who would make stupid sex-related jokes in public? Nowadays, when I feel like using the F word, I would actually go "What the f .... Um. Sorry ...", when just not too long ago, the F word was a damn big part of my daily vocabulary.
Do I miss that girl? Yeah, I actually do. Because when I'm not being her, I feel so vulnerable. So weak, heh.
I've realized that everybody around me is sort of changing as well. Dad and I aren't really fighting at all anymore (we used to bicker almost everyday, ah.) ... our daily fights have almost turned into jokes. Mum is going out and starting to socialize more, which is good. My school best friends aren't talking that much anymore. Jaclyn is ....... still Jaclyn (I'm grateful for that -_-).
Just now, in the apartment garden, had a pretty serious talk with Jaclyn, before I came home and chatted online with Chris.
"I didn't change that much ... Right? But yet, I feel so different." I said.
"No, not really. Not that much anyway. I know I didn't change, haha, though I think I'll have to, someday. But I don't want to change ... smack me if I ever become somebody I'm not k."
"I just ... don't want life to change that much. Not yet. Not now."
(*side note* Okok, I know we look superficial and crappy, from the stupid assumptions that people naturally make about us. But we trust each other a lot, and we talk about everything. Stupid nonsense, family secrets, our love lives and whatnots. Not everybody has a best friend, not in the truest sense of the phrase ... But I'm happy that I do. I appreciate ya for listening to all my stupid ponderings, even when they're entirely rubbish, because I couldn't even talk about those crap with any of the people I 'dated'... *emo*)
I don't know about you, but I like evaluating myself. Why do I always fall for guys that have NOTHING in common with me? What do I have against ah bengs and guys who use way too much hair gel? Why do I like writing so much, even though I'm not good at it at all? ... Why, of all the people in the world, am I Eliza Lee?
I think that I'm learning how to moderate myself, and that I'm slowly learning how to adapt and accept people that are different from me. :P But still, I wouldn't want to become a judgemental person, because I know what it feels like to be misunderstood and judged. (The feeling sucks.) I wouldn't want to scrunch my nose whenever any of my friends smoked. I really wouldn't want to act all girly and manja just for the sake of being more appealing to the opposite sex, because then, it wouldn't really be me. I really have nothing else to offer except, erm, me.
But suddenly, as I'm sitting on the computer chair, typing out this shit ... My dog saunters in and plops herself lazily on my lap. I can hear my dad's music blasting from his room, and my mother is jokingly nagging me, as usual.
"Seriously, girl, you're not doing anything at all. You should go out and work. But really lah, I think I should advertise in the newspapers already ... Eighteen year old chinese girl seeking twenty three to twenty six year old working man for friendship or marriage. Must be chinese, God-loving, rich, and loves his future mother-in-law. Hahahaha!"
(I swear, she said that.)
And then I'm reminded that some things never change. And I'm mightily glad for that.
I came online just now, and chatted with Chris for awhile. Which was sort of cool, because I was just telling Jac that I hardly see her or talk to her much these days. And she told me about her new life, that her friends were all so different from us, and that things have changed so much.
"yeah... but seriously i would prefer if you guys are in college with me.... at least i dont feel sesat sometimes...."
Wah, I'm feeling damn emo now.
I hate changes. Okay, I love the exhiliration and thrill of pursuing something new ... But there are things in life that I would never trade for the world. My family and friends, for instance. And of course ... Me. The person I am. The qualities in me that make me, well, me, good and bad alike.
I know that I have changed. My perspectives in life has changed. Suddenly, I'm feeling so somber and so mellow ... And it all happened in merely a span of a few months.
What happened to the reckless, foul-mouthed girl? What happened to the girl who would make stupid sex-related jokes in public? Nowadays, when I feel like using the F word, I would actually go "What the f .... Um. Sorry ...", when just not too long ago, the F word was a damn big part of my daily vocabulary.
Do I miss that girl? Yeah, I actually do. Because when I'm not being her, I feel so vulnerable. So weak, heh.
I've realized that everybody around me is sort of changing as well. Dad and I aren't really fighting at all anymore (we used to bicker almost everyday, ah.) ... our daily fights have almost turned into jokes. Mum is going out and starting to socialize more, which is good. My school best friends aren't talking that much anymore. Jaclyn is ....... still Jaclyn (I'm grateful for that -_-).
Just now, in the apartment garden, had a pretty serious talk with Jaclyn, before I came home and chatted online with Chris.
"I didn't change that much ... Right? But yet, I feel so different." I said.
"No, not really. Not that much anyway. I know I didn't change, haha, though I think I'll have to, someday. But I don't want to change ... smack me if I ever become somebody I'm not k."
"I just ... don't want life to change that much. Not yet. Not now."
(*side note* Okok, I know we look superficial and crappy, from the stupid assumptions that people naturally make about us. But we trust each other a lot, and we talk about everything. Stupid nonsense, family secrets, our love lives and whatnots. Not everybody has a best friend, not in the truest sense of the phrase ... But I'm happy that I do. I appreciate ya for listening to all my stupid ponderings, even when they're entirely rubbish, because I couldn't even talk about those crap with any of the people I 'dated'... *emo*)
I don't know about you, but I like evaluating myself. Why do I always fall for guys that have NOTHING in common with me? What do I have against ah bengs and guys who use way too much hair gel? Why do I like writing so much, even though I'm not good at it at all? ... Why, of all the people in the world, am I Eliza Lee?
I think that I'm learning how to moderate myself, and that I'm slowly learning how to adapt and accept people that are different from me. :P But still, I wouldn't want to become a judgemental person, because I know what it feels like to be misunderstood and judged. (The feeling sucks.) I wouldn't want to scrunch my nose whenever any of my friends smoked. I really wouldn't want to act all girly and manja just for the sake of being more appealing to the opposite sex, because then, it wouldn't really be me. I really have nothing else to offer except, erm, me.
But suddenly, as I'm sitting on the computer chair, typing out this shit ... My dog saunters in and plops herself lazily on my lap. I can hear my dad's music blasting from his room, and my mother is jokingly nagging me, as usual.
"Seriously, girl, you're not doing anything at all. You should go out and work. But really lah, I think I should advertise in the newspapers already ... Eighteen year old chinese girl seeking twenty three to twenty six year old working man for friendship or marriage. Must be chinese, God-loving, rich, and loves his future mother-in-law. Hahahaha!"
(I swear, she said that.)
And then I'm reminded that some things never change. And I'm mightily glad for that.
Thursday, January 19, 2006 || My cute white poodle is a BAD camwhore.
- HELLO, darlings!!!
(I know I always ask this, but don't care lah) MISSED ME?!?!?!
So I bet that most of you guys know that I have a dog, right? (Well, if you've been following my blog, that is. Shame on you if you haven't been doing so! :P)
I bet that most of you guys don't know what she looks like, right? Unless you've viewed my friendster before, or have been following my blog since, like, August. But I doubt so.
Anyway, I got my cute Baby #1 (Actually, I guess that the Baby #1 slot should've been for my significant other, but since I have none, I promoted my doggie to slot #1. HAHA) about a year and a half ago. It was really really sickly when it was a puppy, with skin diseases and shit, and it looked really scrawny and yellow. -_-
BUT when I first laid my eyes on her ... I knew that she was THE ONE. Haha, a bit dramatic. So I paid Rm400 for her, brought her home, and soon nursed her back to health. Yes yes, I know I'm noble and I possess a loving soul. *coughs*
Oh, her name is Fifi, by the way. Don't ask me why I named her that, I think it suits her, heh.
But ever since I got her, I only took two or three pictures of her. WHICH IS AN OUTRAGE, since her lovable owner, yours truly, is a camho, right? So yesterday, after I got back from dinner, Fifi sneaked into my room to pee on my carpet, but I smacked her and decided to give her some camwhoring lessons. I only uploaded the pictures just now.
Besides, I could use the pictures of her, can use as my desktop wallpaper. :p
But apparently, the Skill of Camwhoring does not really run in our family. (Eh, my dog is a part of family ok?)
Okay lah, even though she looks like shit and does not know how to pose for the camera at all, I don't look nice also. Haha.
I look like an asshole. And I found out that my dog has a trademark 'stoned' face.
Okay, I know that poodles are supposed to look like THIS:
But, err, I like my bitches with fur, can?
(I'm not cussing k.)
(I'm not cussing k.)
My dog is damn dumb, I'm telling you. I kept on going 'Fifi, SMILE! ... Fifi, open your mouth ... Fifi, SMILEEE!', and she still gives me that stoned face.
Obviously, I'm the one who's posing more. Haha.
Obviously, I'm the one who's posing more. Haha.
And after all my naggings, when she finally decided to actually have facial expressions, she stuck out her tongue at me.
Yesh, I found out that she has a very very very long tongue. O_o
And NO, that does not run in the family. Haha!
DON'T REPORT ME TO SPCA/PAWS/ANIMAL RIGHTS ORGANIZATIONS K.
I swear, I was just trying to get her to look at the camera. I was NOT strangling her. :P
I swear, I was just trying to get her to look at the camera. I was NOT strangling her. :P
And as you can see, my hand is still at her throat. Of course, that does not mean that I'm physically hurting her. I am merely attempting to help improve my dog's camwhore skills.
Of course, I got quite bored of her stoned-out face soon, and I felt like an ass for being the only one with facial expressions.
Of course, I got quite bored of her stoned-out face soon, and I felt like an ass for being the only one with facial expressions.
So I placed her next to my Chuchu bear, and I tried forcing her to camwhore with my teddy bear. HAHA.
Awww .... Damn sweet, right?
Then, Fifi and Chuchu bear got slightly amorous.
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Then, Fifi and Chuchu bear got slightly amorous.
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Of course, being the very responsible, conservative, and sensible owner that I am, I was OUTRAGED.
And I smacked Fifi to her senses, before she and the bear went any further.
And I smacked Fifi to her senses, before she and the bear went any further.
Of course, Fifi had no idea why I smacked her face.
... And continued frolicking around with Chuchu ........
Then, I smacked her again. This time, really really hard. And she noticed the camera in my hand, and realized that I was actually taking pictures of her.
... And continued frolicking around with Chuchu ........
Then, I smacked her again. This time, really really hard. And she noticed the camera in my hand, and realized that I was actually taking pictures of her.
She wasn't too happy about that, and tried to bite me.
Of course, I gave her another whack.
And she realized that I was just being a loving owner and that I was merely doing it for her own good. =) And she repented!
Of course, I gave her another whack.
And she realized that I was just being a loving owner and that I was merely doing it for her own good. =) And she repented!
Come people, say it with me. Threee ... Twoo .... Onee .....
AWWWWWWWWWWW.
Disclaimer: Despite what it seems, NO animals (to be exact, Fifi) were harmed ...
...... I actually feel kinda bad for my dog, LOL.
Will do Bryan's tag soon ... When I'm in the mood, heh. =P
And now, excuse me while I feed my k-a-w-a-i-i dog some dog treats to make up for treating her so shabbily yesterday. =P
Wednesday, January 18, 2006 || Crazy foreigner and lame me.
- *possibly boring entry ahead*
Against my better judgement, I've decided to blog about that interesting foreigner I met from camp, because you know, I really think that I'll laugh about it reading it ten years down the lane. -_-
So okay, okay, we shouldn't have paid him so much attention. But Jac was the one who was "flirting" with him, the only thing I did was to give him this ugly heart-shaped balloon (because I wanted to get rid of it, LOL). Besides, he IS cute, that much I'll admit.
After awhile though, he became sorta annoying, so we didn't really talk to him that much anymore. Well, at least I didn't. And he broke my record, really, for he is the first person to AWE me with his confrontational skills. Cally and Jac were somewhat smarter than me; they pretended to be sleeping so that I had to deal with him.
"Why're you not talking to me?"
Me: "Errrr ... Where got lah .. haha"
"No, you saw me yesterday, why you didn't come and talk to me?"
Me: "*thinks quickly* Well, we had some personal problems to deal with yesterday."
"Don't lie."
Me: (what the??) " ... I'm not lying. *innocent face*"
"I can see it from your eyes, you are lying to me."
Me: "....... JACLYN!!!! WAKE UP YOU ASS ..."
"Don't try to change the topic, she is sleeping."
Me " ............................ "
You get the picture. I was downright SHOCKED okay. I mean, this is somebody I barely know.......
But never mind ... Since camp is over anyway, and I probably wouldn't see him again in a million years, I laughed it off. But this dude is seriously 'powerful', man. He added me in MSN, which led to a number of interesting, if not humourous conversations.
Nicknames are shortened and edited.
Bling says:
Hello Eliza
Liz says:
Hi Bling ... nice to hear from you ...
Bling says:
Don't lie. What are you doing now?
Liz says:
Err ... I'm just chatting ... hehe
Bling says:
Don't lie
Bling says:
How are your friends?
At this point, I was busy playing Black and White, so I was taking pretty long to reply everybody on MSN.
Bling says:
Eliza, are you there?
Bling has just sent you a nudge.
Bling says:
you are rude.
Bling says:
Bye see you never.
Liz says:
Huh? Err, I was playing a game ...
Bling says:
Oh, I thought you didn't want to speak to me.
Liz says:
Haha ... Where got lah ...
Bling says:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!! why you dont like talking to me !!!!!!!!!
Liz says:
Whoa chill out dude ...
Ah, then, the angelic part of my conscience started to battle the Evil side of me. 'Crap lah, Eliza, you should seriously try to be nicer to him ... how often can you make friends with foreigners???', I thought. So I desperately attempted to be nicer.
Liz says:
Hehe ... Sorry ya, was quite busy
Liz says:
Oh, so how're you and your girlfriend?
Bling says:
I don't have a girlfriend.
Bling says:
Do you have a boyfriend?
Liz says:
Eh? I thought Jac said you had a gf
Liz says:
Me? No boyfriend ... Still very single haha
Bling says:
Girl like you, no boyfriend, I am sure all the guys all trying to know u.
I know I'm damn narcissistic, but, ah, I'm not that perasan yet. -_-
Bling says:
Oh, girls in India very shy. They take very long to admit that they have a crush on someone.
Bling says:
My ex gf was like that. Do u want me to call u and tell u the story? It is very funny
Liz says:
Err ... No need la ... haha ... Don't waste phone bill, expensive ....
Then, the dude REALLY called. Wtf, damn rich lah these people. And I was, like, "Err ... haha? Yeah ... Uh huh ... I see ..." for at least 10 minutes. -_-
Bling says:
I got a job offer to work in an IT company in Malaysia
S-H-I-T.
Liz says:
Oh, Malaysia's IT market not that good. Bombay definitely better ... (was just bullshitting, LOL)
Bling says:
Don't lie
Bling says:
You r always lying to me
Liz says:
....... So you're coming to Msia?
Bling says:
I am reconsidering it
Bling says:
By the way, do u want to call me?
Yeah yeah, I sure as hell want to waste my precious credit on a phone call to Bombay. -_-
Liz says:
No credit la dude
Bling says:
I have a rIng Ring card, you key the code in and u can talk to me for about 8 minutes
Liz says:
Oh, I think you should give the card to Jaclyn ... i think she wants to talk to u ...
Bling says:
You are lying to me again
Bling says:
Don't lie
Liz says:
........ Omg.
Then I proceeded to block the dude. At least momentarily. Omg, damn funny, right? -_-
Oh yeah, today, I was supposed to meet some of my friends for lunch at two in the afternoon. But, ah, I overslept and I woke up at two, when my friend called me. LOL. So I took my time, brushed my teeth, changed, and came online, only to see all my friends online in a cafe.
*nicknames edited*
Jaclyn says:
FREN!!!
Jaclyn says:
WHERE ARE YOU??
Liz says:
I am Eliza's mother
Liz says:
Eliza is not at home
Jaclyn says:
Oh ...
Liz says:
Who is Bling? (cause he came online at that point, haha)
Jaclyn says:
Err ... a guy we met from camp ...
Jaclyn says:
Where is Eliza?
Liz says:
Oh, she went out very early today
Liz says:
A very handsome looking guy came and picked her up in his RX-7, and they're on a date in 1U now
Jaclyn says:
SHIT
Jaclyn says:
SHIT YOU
Liz says:
Oh, why the sudden use of vulgarities, Jaclyn?
Jaclyn says:
FUCK
Liz says:
Wei, don't use fuck
Jaclyn says:
Can you faster come????
Jaclyn says:
Mother my ass
HAHAHA, I know I know, I'm damn lame. -_- I was gonna blog about the funny waiter of my favourite cafe who gave me the N-gage rubber casing thing the other day, because I bumped into him again today ....
But I'm lazy. Next time lah.
My life is oh-so-colourful and funny ~~~~~~~~~ I'm loving it! Who needs a boyfriend? HAHA ... ha.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006 || A freaky paranormal experience.
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I am freaked out. *looks around and trembles in fear*
Okay, nvm about my stupid whiny insecurities, I shall skip it all and jump to the freaky bits.
So just now, at about 9 p.m or so, I was staring out my window, 'admiring' the scenary of the carpark and ugly pink apartment buildings. Anyway, I noticed that there was this person standing beside my dad's car.
'Hmm...', I thought.
So I just gazed at the dude, and I could somewhat make it out to be an indian chick with a ponytail. And after awhile, I sorta saw (sorta, because it was kinda dark. The streetlights are gloomy.) that she was, uh, scratching my dad's car. I actually thought that she was holding a penknife or some sharp object. -_- Or maybe she was just using her fingers and trailing it on the boot.
Amazingly, I was still quite calm. Dunno why I didn't scream or yell 'OMG, INTRUDER SCRATCHING MY CAR!!!!', or something like that. I was more, like, interested.
So I gaped at her (or him.), made sure that the person was still there, carried my dog, RAN down the my house with a torchlight to catch the person red-handed. Okay, okay, I know I'm stupid, don't have to tell me that. Like, wtf can my dumb white poodle do, right? And what if the "girl" punched me or something?
But when I reached the car, guess what.
THERE WAS NOBODY THERE.
I swear, I ran REALLY quickly, despite holding my fat dog and all. And even if he/she/it walked away, I would still be in time to see the figure of the person running/walking away! BUT I SAW NOTHING.
Wtf. And when I used the torchlight to shine at the boot, there weren't any scratches there *phew* or even finger marks. It just rained, so the whole car was covered with dripples of water ... if anybody ran their hands over the boots, I'm pretty sure that it'll be noticeable.
WTFWTFWTWFWTF. I was so freaked out, I stood there, staring at my dad's car and shining my stupid torch around to see if anybody was hiding in some corner, waiting to ambush my dog and I. -__-
Cool down Liz. Must not think about freaky shit now ... *breathes*
I am a bit traumatized. I mean, uh, I don't believe I hallucinate. ARGH! Damn scared ...
Ok ... ok .... Must get my mind off that long haired girl/guy/ghost/pontianak/whatever.
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Yesterday, Victor tagged me. I think I did it before, hm, but Victor is nice, so I'll do it. Besides, I need to stop thinking of .............
The rules/procedures are as follows:
The first player of this game starts with the topic “five weird habits of yourself,” and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says “You are tagged” (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.
Here are mine:
1) I don't have mood swings, but I have extremely different 'modes'. Sometimes, I'm really REALLY talkative and lame. Sometimes, I can be very quiet, stand-offish and sullen-looking (when I'm not). A lot of times, I do many inexplicably crazy stuff. Wah, too versatile already. Haha!
2) Uh. I have this streak of rebelliousness in me, which used to be damn out of control. I just have a thing against authority. Which is bad. Like, for instance, I used to smuggle food into class and eat while the teacher was teaching all the time. Not because I was hungry or gluttonous; but only because it was illegal to do so. I thought, 'Hmm, let's see what you can do to me if I do the exact opposite... heh heh heh.'
Of course, back then, I didn't realize that many of the prefects were sort of 'corrupted', if I may say so. And I never got caught, my classmates and friends just laughed, and some of them even ate the food I smuggled in. *shrug* And because of that, I stopped. Guess I just liked living on the edge. But I think that I'm a bit more submissive now already. No idea if that's a good or a bad thing. :p
3) I can't stand butterflies. I CAN'T STAND BUTTERFLIES.
4) I don't like initiating conversations on MSN, unless I am really that bored. I dunno, I naturally assume that everybody is busy, even when their status is online. Heh, so even when I wanna chat with someone, most of the time, I'll just wait for him or her to say hi to me. Weird, right?
5) I don't think of myself as lazy, but I love doing nothing. Err. Yeah.
Lazy to tag anyone. :p Besides, I already tagged people the other day.
Oh, anyway, yesterday I came online, and Ann Jie immediately said Hi to me on MSN, and enthusiastically told me that some SG blogger copied something off my site, and gave me that blog add.
Of course, I went to that blog, and didn't really notice anything similiar to that of mine ... until it was pointed out to me, hmm.
Errrr, does it look familiar?
I dunno, his version is definitely more 'bombastic' than mine. Heh. Sheer coincidence, maybe? *hmm*
...... Okok, even after all those distractions and digressions, I still can't wipe off the image of the girl rubbing my dad's car. Omg. I remember one picture when I took with Jac and Cally in Nov sometime in the middle of SPM, and I looked like CHUCKY THE KILLER DOLL there. And a guy who made friends with me through my blog, CJ, actually photoshopped it somemore.
Yes yes, I know, I know, I look very pretty there.
I quote Christine, "Omg, dude, that is going to haunt my dreams k." ... And at that time, I found it pretty funny. I think I was quite proud of it somemore, I even uploaded the BAD, UGLY pic into my phone and showed it to everybody.
.............
I think that this "paranormal" encounter is karma hitting back on me. Shit.
For the sake of freaking you guys out even more:
HAHAHA, cute right? Damn cute!
Oh yeah, my stupid neighbour beat me to that kindergarden job I was eyeing. I was going to go there to apply for it tomorrow, but when I saw her just now, she cheerfully beamed at me and announced that she went there yesterday already, and got the job. Okok, I know, the fastest wins.
Monday, January 16, 2006 || Of time capsules, money, and KEEPING FIT.
- Hello, non-existential readers of mine! *muahs* I shall pretend that you all actually missed me. :P
I've been sleeping at almost unacceptable hours lately. -_- Anyway, yesterday, my poor stomach was aching for God-knows-what-reason. Nah, it's not cramps, because I don't get cramps at all.
... Must be all the excessive eating I've done. I'm so gluttonous.
Anyway, because I was quite sick yesterday (though I recovered fast!), I finally found time to watch Il Mare.
I've never cried like this ever since I read Message in a Bottle, I'm telling you. I even used up a whole box of tissues to wipe my flowing tears. T____T
Nah, just exaggerating. :p
But the movie was good. I'm such a hopeless romantic, the sad parts of the show made me cry. :( *blows nose*
Oh, my true love, where art thee??????????
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Eh? Where was I? Oh, back to yesterday. Nothing much happened, dinner with friends was uneventful. Slept at, err, 5 a.m and woke up pretty early. Which explains why I look like shit today, though that is unimportant.
So anyway, while I was shopping for clothes with my friends, I got struck by a sudden inspiration to, guess what, go jogging!!!!! So I left my friends gaping behind after I made that proclaimation in the shopping mall, caught a cab, and headed home. Was planning to go to Taman Jaya or something, but I got lazy. :p
So I went jogging, jogged for about 10 minutes and I sat on a bench to rest. LOL. Smsed Christine to ask her about Taylors, and she told me that there is a short (wtf, Chris?) korean guy in her class that is 'totally my type'. -_- Intro, intro!
Then, I ran around like your average fatso-athlete-wannabe for another 20 minutes, and I slumped on the bench again. HAHA. Smsed my friend:
'Wah, I jogged for only 30 minutes and I'm gonna die already. Omg ...'
The reply: 'Hahahaha, well, you were pampering your ass for the past two months, what do you expect la? LOL.'
-_- How unsupportive.
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Woo, Josh was telling us about this investment plan that his wife practised since she was 21, I think. Sounds damn damn damn promising. (Plus, it supposedly worked, since his wife is rich ......)
So yesterday, after our friends left, Jaclyn and I stayed on and started talking. Being the money-minded people that we are, we spent at least half-an-hour talking about that investment plan Josh recommended us. Being rich has never crossed our minds --- I mean, she wants to be a pastor, and I wanna be a journalist, how rich can those jobs make us, yeah?
But now that there is a ray of hope, uh, I'm a bit apprehensive. I won't lie; I am a greedy person. -_- But I can't allow money to control my life, ya?
Anyway, after a bit, we started talking about what would WE be like when we are, say, thirty. Woo, pretty scary thought. =P And Jac suggested that we write down a description of the person we'll imagine ourselves to be, what we look like, what we're doing for a living etc ... And keep the papers together, and open them together when we're REALLY thirty, so see for ourselves if we've lived up to the person we want to be, at seventeen. Besides, I'm quite sure that we'll still be friends even then.
Me: "What the ... Like, put the papers in a time capsule?"
Jac: "Apa tu?"
"I dunno, I watched it on TV before. They put it in a kinda box, placed it underground in some place, then dug it out again when the time came ... Did you watch My Sassy Girl??" (a korean flick T.T)
"I don't watch korean shows lah. But damn cool, right? Let's do it! Would be fun and meaningful."
"Uh, that is, if we actually remember where the heck we hid them."
For the sake of it, I think that a time capsule looks something like this.
Jac: "Yea, true also. We'll find some easier way to keep it lah."
And I found out lame I could actually get. -_-
"Hmm, I doubt that it'll work. Because, you see, I think that it's a bad omen, this time capsule thing. I mean ... You or I would probably die, then when the remaining one of us opens the box at thirty, alone, you or I will find some emo shit written in it, then cry... It's always like this in the movies ... Haih ..."
"Omg, this is not a movie wei. Wtf..."
Uh, yesterday, I actually *did* write all my hopes and dreams for the future down. Of course, you're probably not interested. T.T Heh, doubt that I'll actually keep it and open it again when I'm thirty, though.
Which, come to think of it, is one of the reasons why Jac and I are best friends ever since we were kids. -_- We are damn lame. And somehow, we both are pretty used to each others' lameness, and we have good laughs over them.
Ooo, one day, I'll get a guy who'll do the time capsule thing with me. *Awww*
Kidding, kidding!
I am feeling *quite* money-minded right now. LOL. Which calls for a major job hunt!!! I'm not crazy, if I were to ever work, I am in it for the money. I don't understand my friend, who is working at a bakery for thirteen hours per day for only Rm800 per month.
... *salutes*. I got a job that pays Rm700 per month, 12 hours per day, and I turned it down. Damn not worth it, right? :p
Am REALLY hoping that I'll be able to somehow get a job at a kindergarden. For that, I wouldn't care if the pay is nuts! I LOVE kids, haha.
And oh, I think that I'm going to crash in my bed today, after all that pointless jogging. Earlier, hopefully ... Love ya, peeps! You know where to reach me. *points at tagboard and comments* :) LOL, I am damn tak tahu malu. -_-
Saturday, January 14, 2006 || The THIRD GENERATION SUCKS, memes, and a certain fascinating friendster message.
- Hello, darlings!
- Err ... Seaweed. :p
- Maggi hot cup!
- Oreo cookies
- Kit-Kats!
- ... This is quite hard, because I eat a lot. Haha!
- The Beatles - Get Back
- John Lennon - Imagine
- Dan Hill - Sometimes When we Touch
- Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynrd
- Train - Drops of Jupiter
- Make
a fewa lot of investments. Make sure that the money is doubled. :p - Buy a real house for my parents. Not an apartment or condo. Hire a maid to take care of them, cause I think they deserve the slack.
- Sponsor some hot dude, bring him on a holiday to Paris, cause going to the City of Lovers alone would be pretty stupid. HAHAHA.
- Charity, and church.
- ... Get myself an education in UK. Though it'd probably be futile if I were already rich.
- Speaking without thinking beforehand ... T_T
- I don't do this a lot nowadays, but I used to curse quite a lot.
- Erm, eating too much? lol
- I assume a lot ...
- Screwed up sleeping schedule. :p
- Talk. :p
- Laze/bum around. Preferably with loved ones or friends.
- Um, going online.
- Cycling. Though I don't do it much anymore, ever since my dad gave my bike to my younger cousin last year.
Which is his fault, really, why am I so overweight and exercise-deprived. - ... Eat? Hehehe.
- PINK SKIRTS. Anything but pink skirts.
5 favourite "toys": - Computer.
- Handphone.
- Camera.
- PS2.
- My cute dog not counted, right?
5 things you'd do in 2006:
I don't like this question. :p But, - Majorly plan my future steps ...
- Mmm. Work part-time at least once. After I'm done holiday-ing.
- I really wanna help out at PAWS, SPCA, or World Vision. If only transport was not such a big problem.
- Be more active in church. (Yeah, I'm a goody-two-shoes, so what? :p)
- Make mistakes. Fall. Pull myself to my feet again.
Like I always say, Life is an adventure ... So I'm definitely going to make it as memorable as I can. Fun, too. Because you know, at the end of the day, it's only memories that I'll treasure the most ... heh.
Five people to tag:
Crap, this is hard, because I haven't been reading much blogs lately, so I have no idea who's busy and who's not ... - Jon Ling?
- Uh, N.O? (Yes, you, D. :p)
- Yuen Qi? If you're free ...
- ERR ... Michy?
- Bradder Joshua
Okay, that's done.
Your oh-so-lovely blogger is fine, thanks for asking. :) LOL.
'Oh God, not that stupid line again ... *imitates stupid line*'
'Wtf is this? Why the heck are they pointing the camera at Amber chia and the dude's SHOES for the past ten minutes? Can they freaking let us see their faces, at least!?'
'Shit, one more time they whistle this song, I'm going to faint ...'
YES, it was bad. Hands down the worst movie I ever watched in a cinema. I mean, even if I had bought a pirated RM5 VCD, I'd still be pissed at myself for wasting precious cash ... But noooo, I had to watch it in a cinema.
Curiousity killed the cat. I only watched it for the sake of checking out Nic Teo, Carmen Soo, and Amber Chia's debuts. -_- Even if I watched it with a totally ooo-la-la date, It'd still suck. Worse, actually. Because with the depressing music playing in the background and repetitive dialogue, I'd sooner or later fling the popcorn at the screen whilst yelling cuss words ... and my ooo-la-la date'd witness the 'real' me. Which is unnecessary, of course. *ahem*
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I seriously have nothing much to say today. It was a good day. So I guess I'll do Bryan's tag! Thanks for tagging me, coz I have nothing fascinatingly interesting to say today. Hehehe.
Here goes some instructions to follow :-
First of all, remove the blog in the no.1 spot from the following list and push everyone up one place. Then add your own blog to the bottom spot.
1. dDoinkster Speaks
2. My Doggie Life
3. Che-Cheh
4. Sapiens Bryan
Then, answer the following questions :
What was I doing 10 years back :
10 years ago I was, what, 7? Oh wait, it's already 2006. So 10 years ago I was eight. O_o Wah, time flies ........
Hmm, when I was eight, I was in standard two. I remember being placed in the top class and I got separated from my best friend at the time, Ruth. Made friends with Christine C. and we were best friends throughout primary school, though we lost contact when I transfered to Assunta from Catholic High.
I think I made some funny decision to join ART classes, and I remember drawing weird fruits and shapeless human beings with crayons all the time, though I sucked (and still suck) at it.
I remember spending almost all my weekends at Pui Yee a.k.a Pei Yi a.k.a Sui Por's place, playing stupid masak-masak games. We even discovered the joys of playing with fire. And us, being the mischievious girls that we were, started buying candles and playing masak-masak with sticks, leaves and other what nots. We even almost burnt down the funny carpark shed opposite her house, LOL.
And we're still pretty good friends today. Woo.
What was I doing 1 year back :
Err, I was still in form five. Was still quite rebellious, though not as bad as I was in form four. Constantly skipped school (this isn't something I'm proud of, but yeah. Life goes on, ya?), daydreamed a lot, and enjoyed myself pretty much. Which is why I don't really regret all the slacking ... I mean, memories are more worth it, if you asked me.
Had to sit for my ridiculous, abhorrent, "pleasurable" SPM. Read my November archives. I didn't really study or put in much effort in the exams, but somehow, the schedule was tedious and I was drained out beyond explaination. :p
But, that's all in the past. ^_^
And oh, started blogging in blogspot. Met many interesting and nice bloggers. Am enjoying the community thus far ... (... Do I sound sarcastic? Heh. Nah, no sarcasm here.)
5 snacks I enjoy:
5 songs I know all the lyrics off my head right now…
(Wtf, I've realized that I can remember the lyrics to a LOT of songs. And they're all pretty 'not-so-ordinary' songs too.)
5 things I would do if I am a millionaire…
5 bad habits:
5 things I love to do:
5 things you would never wear, buy or get new again…
Oh, by the way, this seriously beats ALL the friendster messages I have ever gotten.
Warning: A bit explicit and 18-sx. Not for the frail-minded.
Which, of course, I proceeded to click the 'spam' button. :p Freak.
Man, these people crack me up ...
