Senseless Ramblings

what's your personal DNA

2006-06-18T21:44:00.001+08:00

This is a really cool test where you can assess your personality. So far the results are quite accurate. I would say 85% of it are really accurate. I don't really agree on me sitting on the low end on empathy. I just feel that you should know when and to whom you show empathy. Empathizing to any Tom, Dick and Harry just would'nt do for me. I can put myself in other people's shoes and understand how they feel but when I act upon it I would only choose to whom i'm empathizing to and when. anyway.. here's the result. You may assess my results too to see whether you agree with me....

My Personal Dna Report

You are a Director

As a DIRECTOR, you combine an unusual openness and passion for beauty and style with confidence and a down-to-earth sensibility that allow you to realize your vision.
You are practical and pay attention to the details that others tend to miss.
By focusing on what is real and concrete, you achieve more than those who always have their heads in the clouds.
When it comes to what really matters in your life, you are confident in your ability to succeed.
Having beautiful things in your life gives you pleasure and satisfaction - you have a keen eye for style.
Even when problems present themselves, deep down you know you will overcome these challenges.
When routines get too familiar, you become bored and start looking for ways to spice things up.
You are open to new types of experiences – you are not afraid to take a risk on something new.
You have a highly developed sense of taste – you know what looks good on you, in your home, and in the world at large.
Your independent streak allows you to make decisions efficiently and to trust your instincts
You tend to do things on the spur of the moment, not sticking to a set schedule.
You have a strong sense of style and value your personal presentation - friends may even seek your style advice from time to time.
Generally, you believe that you control your life, and that external forces only play a limited role in determining what happens to you.

If you want to be different:

Occasionally let yourself dream a little more, even if it doesn't seem practical or efficient.

how you relate to others
You are Animated

You are outgoing, comfortable with others, and up for anything, which makes you ANIMATED.
Some people find crowds and parties exhausting, but not you! You are able to be yourself in many situations.
Sometimes it is hard for you to understand why others feel the way they do, but that doesn't stop you from trusting them or having faith that they are good people.
You know the world is complicated and that there is often more than one side to a story, so you are careful not to make judgments about others too hastily.
You would rather experience the world than sit back and observe it—you are not one to sit on the sidelines.
You are an independent thinker and don't get too worried about how others might perceive you—you are not self-conscious about being the active, engaged person that you are.
Although you have a keen understanding of different people's life circumstances, you occasionally have trouble seeing why people get so upset and emotional about things—they should just lighten up and have fun!
In addition to having faith in the world, you have faith in the people around you—you trust others to do the right thing and to be honest.
Your independent streak allows you to make decisions efficiently and to trust your instincts
You tend to do things on the spur of the moment, not sticking to a set schedule.
You have a strong sense of style and value your personal presentation - friends may even seek your style advice from time to time.
Generally, you believe that you control your life, and that external forces only play a limited role in determining what happens to you.

If you want to be different:

Remember that time alone can be just as fulfilling as time spent with others—take some time for yourself and you might find that there are many things in your inner world that are just as compelling as the world outside your window.
Your open-mindedness about the ways of world gives you an understanding of people's differences, but that knowledge doesn't always translate into sympathy. Don't be afraid to let your trust and understanding influence your feelings.

2006-05-13T03:52:00.000+08:00

Someway or other, I'm still feeling weird about what's going on with me. On a positive note, I had a great workout because of what I'm experiencing. I'm like projecting my emotions by having a so called strenous long run on the treadmill. I felt better after that but now I'm feeling it again. fuckadoids.... I'm always making self feel worst when situations are already at its worst. If that last sentence make sense la..

So you see you and me
We're gettin close to the danger zone
Show me how tell me now
Should I stay or should i go
Cause I'm caught between yes and no
.........
Cause when you kiss me
I feel everything that I been missing
I try to slow down but my heart wont listen
And its tearin me all up inside
And when you touch me
I feel a rush but I'm afraid that it might crush me
Should I put my trust in somethin I dont trust in
I try to run but theres no place to hide
Cause baby kisses dont lie
~Kisses Don't Lie - Rihanna

2006-05-12T16:22:00.000+08:00

Everyone is so fucked up in their own ways
We are all confused in our own ways too....

Jauh jarak ku tempuh/Untuk cintaku/Melumuri seluruh/Resah didiri/Kubenci namun ku rindu/Dalam lamunku/Slalu ada wajahmu/Menghiasi dinding hati/Kau dalam hatiku/Hanya engkau walau bukanlah kau yang pertama/Yang pernah singgah, dihatiku, namun kumau/Dan kau bila hatimu sepertinya/sama dengan hatiku paling tidak/Bisakah berdua selamanya/kau dan aku
~Paling Tidak, Melly Goeslow

I'm glad I didn't....

2006-05-07T10:29:00.000+08:00

... go clubbing. Our plan to go clubbing was cancelled last minute. My poor girlfriend had a row with her father and was not allowed to go out and a few friends backed up last minute. It just didn't happen. I was so ready to get drunk last night. *shrugs shoulders.* Okay, so back to my girl.... I feel for her so much that I want to help with her problems but I don't really know where to start. Sweetie, if you read this, you know I love you and you know i'd be there for you when you need me okay. So, just holler whenever you need help.

Apparently, a screwed up plans can turn out into a good night. A quality night, spent one on one with different friends. I love days like these when I could just sit down with a friend and share everything with them. It's like you get to know somebody better that way. I'm not saying that hanging out with a group of friends is not fun but when it comes to a bunch of people, you divide you concentration to the amount of people you hang out with BUT when it's two people, your attention is directed to that ONE person. This way you get maximum impact of getting to know the person better.

So I first spent my evening with Ronz, hanging out in Segas, Gurney. We had a drink or two, and talked about old times and our future, upcoming plans and whatnots. Then we went up to the arcade and played Time Crisis 2. I had so much fun with him cause it's been so long since I actually get to do this - me and him, playing video games and actually finishing the whole Time Crisis 2. We played a few games and decided to meet up with Meng in Nets.

While I was in Netz, Capes and Becky came and so all of us, including Meng, Ronz, Boy and his girl went yum cha. We indulged ourselves with stupid Singh jokes and jokes about pedophiles and shit like that, where all of a sudden our Queen Becky decides that we should go for Rojak. And me being a food lover, could not resist that idea but apparently the boys didnt want to go cause they want to go SWATing. So because of that, Becky became the second person I spent my night with. We drove to Padang Kota Lama to satisfy our cravings for rojak. I haven't seen Becky for weeks and we catch up on her new job as an HR Manager, my breaking up, relationships and travelling. We drove back to Giga after that and that's where I met Boon whom I haven't seen since last week.

So the poor guy just finished his 11am shift. The workaholic apparently is juggling OTs again. Crazy bastard! Obviously, as usual, if he finishes his work at 11 pm, chances are he haven't eaten his dinner yet. So, since everyone else is so into their SWAT, I teman-ed him makan in Jamal. I love Boon. I really do. I love spending time with him cause he's such an interesting person. When we get together, we always have something to talk about, we never run out of topic to talk about. Last night's rendezvous seemed to be a little more of a serious and personal talk thingy. Where we talk about our past relationships, the girl he's with now and my recent breakup and interest. I just learned that Boon's view in relationship is almost similar to mine. It's scary, we were basically like best friends. I have known Boon for almost 1 year now but I've always feel that I've known him more than that.

It's funny how the quality time I spent with my friends ended up with conversations on relationships. I tell you, can never end one... probably need to start a new entry talking about this. From my one on one time, I'm starting to get new ideas and views on a relationship. Anyway, that entry will come much later when I figured out what I really want to say.

Later that night, after suppering with Boon, the boys decided to go to Bukit Audio. So we drove up in three cars - road trip semacam je!. We wanted to go up so we can yum cha while looking at cars displaying their sound systems but apparently, we went up quite late and on the way up, we can see a lot of cars racing down hill. So, we ended up having supper in Bukit Audio. Damn! this small malay kopitiam serves mean koay-teow kung-fu. As usual, we had fun talking crap and enjoying each others company. Great weather too up there - well, at least it's great for me. It was foggy and it rained and the wind chill is as cold as Genting but I liked it. Overall I was a happy girl and now everything seems fine for me again cause sometimes, really, nothing beats the company and the laughter of your closest friends.

The never have so much pain when working out Day

2006-05-06T11:33:00.000+08:00

MY BODY IS ACHING LIKE A MOFO. MY THUNDER THIGHS ARE ALL WEAK AND SHAKY. DAMN A.B.T CLASS KILLS YOUR MUSCLES - EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!
Yes! you smart little girl-lah. Pandai-pandai go take all this happening classes after 1 year of no exercise. Very smart!

DAMN!Now I don't even know how I'm going clubbing with them heels later.
shit!
SHIT!
SHIT!
SHIT BE UPON ME!

A.B.T - Abs, Buttocks, Thighs

on a serious note - efforts to look good are always not easy. why?damn!

2006-05-05T23:26:00.000+08:00

Condolonces to Roms on the demise of his grandmother. I'm sorry for what have happened dearie. I hope everything will be alright with you and I am sorry i did not have the chance to accompany you back to Ipoh to see your grandma. I'm sure she would be a nice lady. Huggies from me to you - it's for the better and she will no longer fell the pain no more.

2006-05-03T22:59:00.000+08:00

I'm screwed! I'm screwed! I'm screwed! in like every possible ways, every phase of my life. Fuckadoids! I'm truly bored and I'm on my way to be a celebrity~ ya. A celebrity with them treadmills and personal trainers. Rock on baybeh!!!!!

It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy

~lauryn hill's ex-factor

Cohabitting Blues

2006-04-26T23:41:00.000+08:00

It took me a whole week after the initial break up to actually pluck up the courage to go to his house and pick up my things. When you cohabit, you tend to have that invisible string attached; your life is attached to his, his things in your place, your things in his place. Basically, you developed a feeling, a behavior, a character that are entirely shared. I don't know how to explain this but I believe many of you who have cohabit or is cohabitting will know what I mean.

I am still not used to my single life and i'm still searching for ways to take my mind off of him, to distract me of any thoughts to go back to him. Because, really, there's no point in patching up things that will never happen, ever again. It's like a broken vase, you try to glue the broken pieces together, it will be a vase but with broken lines all over the vase. I know myself that I can never be the person he wants me to be - maybe i'm too carefree like he said, too free spirited.

So, anyway, I did managed to get my stuff back in 10 minutes flat. It's like so weird. I feel like i know that place, I lived there. The memories of it, the warm feeling it brought me is kicking me in the ass when I was there. It's too weird that it feels trance-like. We are greeting each other with our own names, being shy and awkward and shit like that. I hated that feeling. I quickly packed my things and told him that if I ever leave anything there, I would come and pick it up another time. He offered to bring it to me and I rejected his offer and he insisted and I gave in. I just don't have the strength to be there long enough. His presence is making me emotional, almost cried but I suck it all up. I don't want him to see this, I don't want him to see me crying. I don't know why but I just want him to see my neutral side. I guess i didn't do it too well, when I left he looked through the window and saw my tears falling down. All of a sudden, I lose all courage to be strong, optimistic and positive.

Days of Distraught

2006-04-19T23:04:00.000+08:00

After 2 years and 3 months later, we realized that we could no longer hold our relationship together. Fights after fights after fights that are repeated. Solutions after solutions after solution that are made, we finally feel so tired about it all - about how things are, about how I am, about how he is, about who we are, about everything. Everything suddenly became clear to us, well, at least to me, that breaking up is for the better. We fought for the same reason, came up with thousands of solutions and it end up with the same outcome. We are two very different people, living in two different world, raised by two different culture and marked by two different behaviors. It amazes me sometimes how we can end up for so long. We've been through good and bad times together, share our perceptions though at times it may coincide, love each other very much and done so many things together but it is so unfair how life can be so cynical.

It is unfair when you've found a great person to love but the interest is way different. Which is more important when it comes to a great relationship? Having similar interest or having a great love? I've been in and out of relationship a couple of times and I can safely say that great relationship doesn't come in a package. It's either this or that, never both. I understand the concept of give and take. Giving in for the person you love, but how far should we give in? How much? Is there any indicator to show you that you have given enough? I know I've tried my best in this relationship and I know he did too. Then, what is it that we are lacking. What is it that made us choose this option? My mind is very hazy and I am not in good shape for thinking with common sense. I have no more common sense in issues like this anymore. Was it me who was not sensitive enough? Was it me who didn't love enough? Was it me who need to give in more? I don't know and I give up. I'm plain tired of trying. Tired of figuring out what's right and what's wrong. Tired of dictating what I did. Tired of worrying i might not do well enough for him and so I decided to end it.

I feel relieved but sad. How can I feel this way? Why do I feel this way? It's like you are relieved but sadness and pain surrounds you. I feel like half of me is missing. I don't know why and I'm like a lost puppy now. I'm strong, i know that but it definitely take a lot of courage to leave the man you still love for making a better future for both of us. I don't know how long I can take the fights and misunderstandings but i know we can never last. I wish I could be more careful when it comes to falling in love. The chemistry is fucking my perception and no, you cannot say "the grass is greener on the other side" or "there's always a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow" when it comes to relationship. It takes more than love to make one relationship last and maybe I do not have the essentials to do it or maybe I didn't try hard enough. I don't know but either way, what's done is done.

I CARRY YOUR HEART - E.E Cummings

2006-04-18T18:59:00.000+08:00

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Escalator what?!!!

2006-04-03T13:35:00.000+08:00

It's not a wise thing to let me take a dump in the toilet without any reading material because my mind would wander off and start thinking of stupid things. Since I work in Intel, I realized they use the word "escalate" a lot - escalate to this, this issue needs an escalation, yada yada, bla bla bla. Anyway, while I was doing my business in the beautiful and clean toilet of PG5.2, i had an inkling. If escalate means to bring some issue and whatnot up, and an escalator is a power driven set of stairs that carries people up or down, then can we call a person who often escalates an issue an escalator? Hmmm.. that's a thought ain't it.. or perhaps my vocabulary is not that good. Someone care to explain?

Ties-ticle Fever

2006-03-25T20:04:00.000+08:00

Okay, so I did not go to the much anticipated concert/party of the year- Dj Tiesto in Sepang. It's already bad enough that I chose not to go cause I wanted to spend some time with the lovely boyfriend and now I have to deal with the tiesto fever the boys are bringing back. Oh! you have no idea how "kuai lan" the boys can be.
On Friday the 17th, the boys (Tats,Romz,Ronz and Boon) are getting ready to go KL. It's so typical of them, being the last minute people they are, they actually planned this two days before the big day. Got their tickets and they plan to leave around 2 a.m, Saturday. So I hanged out with them a little bit and Tats is like so devilish. He's like luring me to tag along in like 1001 different ways and it's making me really depressive. And then there's Romz, giving me all kinds of trance music to change my mind, in full force. It's a very abusive act actually for a person who's contemplating so hard whether to go or not. I mean, it's Tiesto and the rave party in Coco's the week before already got me warmed up and ready to get more of rave party. It's a horrible and torturing experience in that 4 hours before they leave for KL. Meng and Jobe was also planning on going but did not because Jobe, being the man who thinks credibility is important, back off due to a promise he made to go to a friend's wedding, that coincidentally fall on saturday. We, the non-cool people was very, very dissapointed because we were caught up in Penang with some sort of a rendezvous - a rendenzvous that we had to do instead of a fun road-trip with the rest of the cool people. We tak rock la!
To cut story short, the boys was being mean. During the concert, Romz sent us SMS pictures of the party, Ronz called with the background of Tiesto's music thumping loudly and all these made me even more depressed. Hello.!!! It's Tiesto with 14K plus crowd. I mean it's crazy out there, I bet! And then the kuai lan Romz called when he got back on Sunday. He's giving me banging stories from the party-" oh, the party was better than sex,""nothing can beat Tiesto." and I'm like "romz could you please not do that! It's very torturing you know!""I'm sure to tag along with y'all when the next party is on."Gosh! Ronz had Tiesto's face as his cellphone's wallpaper. Everybody was streaming videos of the party they took on Saturday. Damn it man! I swear, the rave party is like a plague man! I tak rock la! Damn! Damn! Damn! @#$$@$#!

I'm back.....in the gutter.....

2006-03-24T19:36:00.000+08:00

It's been around three months now. I haven't been writing much. Maybe, it's the different life that I'm living now or maybe it's just that i'm out of ideas on what to write. Either way, I'm back after a good three months of getting used to my new life.
Updates- I started a new job on January as a Course Consultant in a local college. Pretty boring job with nothing much to do. Basically I got paid to do nothing so I ended up reading a lot of books while taking care of the counter. It's quite therapeutic, really. Reading books, reading wikipedia, reading newspapers from first page to the last, reading blogs. I was happy because I could do the things I've always wanted to do - taking time to read- but the negative side is that I could not gain any experience from this job, so I quit. I got another job working for Intel via Mesiniaga... and that's what I've been doing up til now.
I like this job though it could get really hectic at times. Actually it's hectic almost everyday. I've been pulling OT for quite some time now so that I don't have a pile a job waiting for me the next morning. I love this job because of the fact that I get to learn new things, gain priceless experience and my colleagues are a bunch of great people, helpful people. Well, at least I don't put my intelligence and talent to waste. This is the stepping stone for my career.
The downside of taking up this job is that I have no time for myself, friends, family and even my boyfriend. It's like a routine - wake up in the morning, work, come home, sleep, wake up, work, eat, sleep. It's like my life is so damned programmed. It's so different than the life I used to live-pretty impromptu. Sometimes I miss my life so much. Especially when I hang around the boys. It's like things are so different. I don't get news on hand, don't get to do the last minute things they often do. It's because I have only 2 days, friday and saturdays, to wisely divide it between girl friends and good girl friends, the father and the mother, boyfriend and the boys. I get so depressive sometimes. I wish there's 2 of me. Heck! I wish there's more than 24 hours in a day. But it looks like I have to do some serious time management so I could get some quality time with the people around me and also me myself, so they would stop telling me that I don't spend enough time with them anymore.

Chingy Ching Chong

2005-12-03T04:03:00.000+08:00

You guys have to really watch this. Too funny, too hilarious, too stupid beyond words. Pay extra attention to the room mate who is trying hard to ignore these two idiots by playing computer games. But I still could not make up what game the room mate is playing. Poor room mate!

Keys to my heart??

2005-11-29T01:32:00.000+08:00

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Quite true, quite true.. hmmpphh interesting

Love me, love me not. NOT!

2005-11-23T02:13:00.000+08:00

I remember when I was a teenage girl, the first time I ever fell in love was at the age of 13. That's the age I first dated a boy of my likings and let my emotions run wild. During my teenage years, I could just fall in love with any guy I like ( of course if the chemistry between two person exist) and disregard the pros and cons of relationship. Just as long as I like him and he likes me too, we'll date. During this phase, I have never encounter myself having a relationship for more than 6 months. Perhaps that's because I let myself in too much of my blinded feelings and the hormones of raging teenage girl running in me. I myself could not exactly count how many relationships I've had since I was thirteen. Heck! I can't even remember some of the names of the boys I dated. Maybe I shouldn't even call them "relationship", they are just mere puppy love or teenage love I call them nowadays.

I was thinking, now that I'm more matured and grown up into a fine young woman, is it okay to let my feelings and my hormones control myself? In this case, does the brain function better than the emotions? I can't really answer that well because I myself sometimes find that my emotions gets the better out of me. When the brain prove to be non-existant in my love life. When I get myself involved in this scenario, I brain-fuck myself to believe that he's truly the person that I love and I want to spend my life with. Well truth be told that when you are thinking with your brain, with your utmost logical thinking, you know that there's no such thing as true love and that the only thing that's true about love is to give and take. You won't know whether you'll spend your life with him, you won't know your love life will have fairy tale endings, all it takes is to take everyday slowly, step by step and improve as you go.In my experience, in all my serious relationships that I've had, I've tried all of said ideas but sometimes things are not perfect. When all else fail, it means that:
1. You suck
2. He sucks, or
3. both of you are two incompatible souls

Now if that happens. Is it because of the emotions or is it because the brain is doing too much of thinking,being too rational thus controlling too much of the emotions? Is it blind love or puppy love or teenage love haunting your now more matured life? Once again?

I've been in and out love. I'm attracted to a certain group of men. I've tried dating men out of my preferred group of men. What is the ideal man for you?It's always when you thought that this man have what the other man don't and the other man have what the other one don't that you majorly brain-fuck yourself. I won't deny that sometimes I have all these thought running through my head but I try to bring myself to reality and say " hey! every single soul in this world ain't perfect, they have flaws." So in this case is it emotions over logic or logic over emotions? Is it because you are so blindly in love you accept all his flaws OR is it because you are thinking logically that you have to understand that people are just not perfect?

Well, if only we have all the answers to life. Now I want to confirm that I just succesfully brain-fuck myself. :)

2005-11-21T14:58:00.000+08:00

A glass of iced green tea extracted from a sachet of green tea in Wong Kok Hong Kong Restaurant cost me a whooping 2.90. And they charge 60 cents for a glass of iced water which probably is tap water. Why wouldn't I complain the price? I mean it's absurd to pay RM2.90 for a drink that consist of hot water, ice cubes and a sachet of green tea and Boy was telling me to behave.

Boy: You complain paying 2.90 for a glass of green tea and you are carrying a Dior bag.
Me: So what if I carry a Dior bag?! Doesn't mean I have to pay that expensive for a stupid sachet of green tea when I can get it cheaper in the supermarket. I mean they could've use proper green tea leaves to make better quality green tea.

Whatever.. I'm a just being a prissy bitch. Hah~!

2005-11-19T14:29:00.000+08:00

I woke up today and I have cravings for paella and pasta. I haven't been cooking much since mum came back from Belgium. The thing is that I feel so lazy to cook up paella for myself because this dish is not meant for one person. It's supposed to be cook in a big paella pan with seafood, tomatoes, and herbs. When you eat it, if you cook it right, it will have layers of different taste from the seafood, herbs and vegetables. Shit! now I'm making myself really hungry. I WANT MY PAELLA!!!!!Anybody know any Spanish restaurant in Penang that serve Paella?

2005-11-18T17:18:00.000+08:00

Je suis comme ça.
Ou j'oublie tout de suite ou je n'oublie jamais

I am like that.
Either I forget right away or I never forget

and ye shall be tagged!

2005-11-17T01:12:00.000+08:00

This is a good way to get my lazy ass to start blogging. For the first time in my blardy blogging career someone decided to tag me.. Thanks Chern.. Now girl, damn! you really got a way to make me start blogging again. So here we go.. let's turn the blogging mode ON.

Seven things you plan to do before you die:
1.Be a recording artist and superstar.
2.Be very very rich.
3.Go for liposuction for killer legs.
4.Own a restaurant...
5. ... and then franchise it like McD
6.Travel the world and beyond.
7.Be a makeup artist.

Seven things I could do:
1. Sing very well.
2. Cook very well.
3. I can spend money in one shot. Just don't take me to the mall and I'll be fine even for a year without shopping.
4.Sleep for more than 8 hours. And then sleep again.
5.Be very irritating if I want to.
6.Be very very irritating if I want to.
7.be very very very kuai lan if I want to.

Seven often repeated words/phrases:
1. Suxxors
2. Shit be upon me/you
3. .....Jo!
4. One chunk of shit.
5. Fuck.
6. Elok la tu.
7. kiss my flabby ass la.

Seven celebrity crushes:
1. Beyonce
2. Jessica Alba
3. Pharell
4. Dermot Mulroney
5. Christian Bale
6. Angelina Jolie
7. Vivian Hsu

Seven physical traits I look for in the opposite sex:
1. Eyes.
2. Ass.
3. Lips
4. Deep voice.
5. Blue eyes turns me on .
6. unhairy chest.
7. Sex appeal.

Seven tags to go:
1. Andy Kow
2. Jobe
3. Rommel
4,5,6 and 7 Anyone.. I don't have that many blogger friends to pass to.

Random Thoughts

2005-08-25T15:40:00.000+08:00

I'm getting darker by day and the only time I go out often is at night. Since when going out at night gets your darker?
The Cave is seriously a bad movie. Never trust Meng when it comes to movies. By the way, why some producers would go all the way to make stupid movie like this and think that it will make big bucks?
In regard to the point above, did the Chinese newspapers wrote really good review on The Cave? Because many noisy and irritating Ah Lian, Ah Hua, Jin Jiang, Ching Chong ( these, in English is "Tom, Dick and Harry") people going for this movie. I could've slapped the bitch sitting behind me for being extraordinarily obnoxious - phone rings ( NO maybe phone sings), the non-stop "what happen", "why like that", "who's that" in Hokkien, and the engagement of conversations among fellow Ah Lian and Ah Hua. Goodness gracious, can't they just talk about it after the movie? even if it's BORING and PLAIN STUPID?
Why some people would just be so obnoxious as to leave anonymous and mean comments on blogger's commentbox? If they don't like what the person is talking about then don't friggin' read. Go do something else and leave those poor bloggers alone!
Is it a crime to try to choose between two things?two objects?
Broadband when translated in Malay sound so "directly translated" - Jalur Lebar. I find it weird. Why don't they just call it Broadband?
Why do some people when trying to write "quiet" they ended up spelling it "Q-U-I-T-E"? Heck! I should shut my mouth too cause sometimes I get confused between "Fetch me at 3 please" and "Come pick me up at 3 please."
I'm addicted to Tabasco sauce. These days, I add Tabasco sauce to everything I'm eating. Hmm..Surprisingly, it matches well with my Curry Mee.
How do I get stains from Jack Daniels off of my favorite white-tee? with embroidered flowers? I could've use Bleach but see -----> It has a cute colored rose embroidered on the left booby side.
How many times more will the government increase the price of cigarettes? It's excruciatingly painful for my wallet. Cheers to RM8 and above for a pack of ciggie. NOT!
timeless question - why the sky is high? Yep! I'm bored!

2005-08-24T20:51:00.000+08:00

What's wrong with mothers and their " I am your mother and therefore everything I say is true" ? I just had a "heavy weight" row with my mum. She calls me rude and snobbish. Can you imagine that "rude" and "snobbish." Just because I'm 24 and haven't got a job, she factors it out because of the fact that I'm rude and snobbish during interviews. I mean, I did not know anybody who actually go for interviews and be rude and snobbish. Who on their right mind would do that? She can call me overweight and fat and plump for all I care because I know I am, but she cannot say that I'm rude because If I'm rude, I won't have customers praising me in front of my manager when I work as a sales assistant in the States.
Just because she lived longer in this god forsaken world, doesn't mean she knows the nitty gritty of it. Wake up and smell the coffee lady because the world is changing and they are not the same as it was 30 or 49 years ago. We have computers now, higher crime rates and god, she expects me to get job easily like she used to. She thinks the moment I go for an interview I'll be hired without the HR rep make decisions among other candidates. And just because I didn't get a job she thinks it's because I'm rude and snobbish. People who know me know for a fact that I'm nothing rude or snobbish.
So tell me people.. Is it that only my mum behaves that way or all of you experience the same thing? Please entertain me.

It's friday and I'm about to get tipsy!

2005-08-19T01:54:00.000+08:00

Go Ahead.. laugh your ass off and be happy! It's Friday! Courtesy of Patricia

Your name must be Daisy, because I have the incredible urge to plant you right here!

Guy: "Don't your feet hurt?"
Girl: "No, why?"
Guy: "'Cause I think you just fell from heaven..."

Guy: "Would you like to dance?"
Girl: "I don't care for this song and surely wouldn't dance with you."
Guy: "I'm sorry, you must have misunderstood me, I said you look fat in those pants."

Guy: "Is your dad one of the owners of DHL?"
Girl: "No, why do you think so?"
Guy: "Because I think someone delivered your heart to mine just now"

Guy: "Do you have a wrench I can borrow?"
Girl: "No"
Guy: "OK, but you sure have a name and phone number, right..."

Roses are red, violets are blue, I like spaghetti, let's go screw.

Just call me milk, I'll do your body good.

Your body's name must be Visa, because it's everywhere I want to be.

Can I buy you a drink, or do you just want the money?

I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I bet I can make your Bed Rock.

I may not be the best looking guy here, but I'm the only one talking to you.

My love for you is like the energizer bunny, it keeps going and going.

That shirt looks very becoming on you, but if I were on you, I'd be coming too.

Yo Baby, you be my Dairy Queen, I'll be your Burger King, you treat me right, and I'll do it your way right away.

I'd like to screw your brains out, but it appears that someone beat me to it.

I enjoy doing maintenance, you look like someone I would like to "tinker" around with.

You must be from Pearl Harbor, cause baby you're the Bomb.

If you were a new hamburger at McDonald's, you would be McGorgeous.

Is that Windex you're wearing? Because I can see myself in your pants.

I'm a bird watcher and I'm looking for a Big Breasted Bed Thrasher, have you seen one?

I wish you were a Pony Carousel outside Walmart, so I could ride you all day long for a quarter.

Wanna Play House? You be the screen door and I'll slam you all night long.

If you're going to regret this in the morning, we can sleep until the afternoon.

Oh, I'm sorry, I thought that was a braille name tag.

If you were a car, I'd wax you and ride you all over town.

Excuse me, do you have your phone number, I seem to have lost mine.

I'm new in town, could I have directions to your house.

If your left leg was Thanksgiving and your right leg Christmas, can I visit you between the Holidays?

You look like a girl that has heard every line in the book, so what's one more going to hurt?

Fuck me if I'm wrong, but is your name Yolanda?

I love every bone in your body especially mine.

You might not be the best looking girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away.

Hi, I'm a necrophiliac, how good are you at playing dead?

I lost my bed, can I borrow yours?

You must be Jamaican, because Jamaican me crazy.

My recipe for love is one cup of you, one cup of me, nead till hard, and serve hot.

You be the tree, and I'll wrap you like a Koala.

Hey baby, I'm like American Express, you don't want to leave home without me.

Do you have a quarter? My mother told me to call home when I met the girl of my dreams.

Hey baby, what's your sign? Caution, slippery when wet, dangerous curves ahead, yield?

Hi my name is _______, remember it, cause you'll be screaming it all night long.

I can't find my puppy, can you help me find him? I think he went into this cheap motel room.

Want to play conductor? You be the engineer and I'll go choo choo.

You must be Jelly, cause jam don't shake like that.

The fact that I'm missing my teeth just means that there's more room for your tongue.

Guy: "Haven't I seen you someplace before?"
Girl: "Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore"

Guy: "Do you sleep on your stomach?"
Girl: "No."
Guy: "Can I?"

Hi, my name is Skippy, like the peanut butter I stick to the roof of your mouth.

Hi, my name is Pogo, want to jump on my stick?

Of engagements and marriages

2005-08-16T13:19:00.000+08:00

A trip to Tesco with my mum ended up in conversations about marriages. I truly know that my mum would never force me into doing something I don't want to do. ( read: MARRIAGE). She was telling me that 3 of my cousins are getting married and she's attending a wedding dinner of a friend's daughter. Halfway through the conversation I felt that my mum is urging me to do something - to get married. And so I argued by saying that I'm too young to get married. Heck! I don't think I ever want to be married. I mean I'm not ready and I don't think I will because I still love the freedom that life has to offer. She goes on telling me that it's good to get my life straightened out. What?! Is she kidding me? I don't need to straighten out my life through planning a marriage or engagement.

I believe in the notion that "you only get married once."Because of that I want to choose the right one plus I'm not ready to be fully responsible or be committed over things. I mean I already have my own troubles to worry. I can't even handle my life properly leave alone a marriage. I still enjoy going out, hanging out with friends and do the things I want to do - and not be tied down with responsibilities. Just because I don't opt for early marriage doesn't mean that I am not responsible. I am able and capable to handle my life as it is. I told my mum all this and thank goodness after that she never mention anything like that anymore. I know my mum wanted me to do this not because she wanted to be a grandmother or worried that I might be a spinster but because she wanted me to at least have a grasp of what my life would be like in the near future. But I guess that would not happen because I'm not a person who plans something that's vague and unclear. I just go with the flow. I know what I want!
I've known a couple of friends who got married and even have kids at the age of 24. I mean what's with people and marriages. I'm not trying to say that it's bad to be married. It's just that I hate it when people ask me when I would tie the knot. It doesn't mean that you have a boyfriend and you have to get married. It's not like the older days when women who are over 20 who did not tie the knot would be criticized.

This is a true story and I know these people. I'm not trying to criticize or bad mouth but it's just my point of view.( I get to write what I want right? It's my blog) A and B been dating for 4 years. A got pregnant and wanted to keep the baby. B agreed to her and wants to take her as his bride. BUT. B is not economically stable. He owes money due to a failed business. Now, in my opinion, in this situation, I believe that keeping the baby and getting married is not the right thing to do. It's not cheap to raise a kid. It's not cheap to have a wedding dinner. Ok maybe the marriage part ain't that bad but I symphatized the poor baby.What if the parents have no money to support this baby? I believe there'll be more problems to come besides the money, but of course I give my full blessings on whatever they are doing. It's their life not mine.

The last trip to Jakarta was amazing except for the family reunion. It's crazy because every aunty and uncle asked me the question that I do not enjoy answering - "when are you getting married?"See, I don't know what's the culture like in the other part of world but in my family's culture and Indonesian culture( so my cousins say) a woman need to be married or else she'll be seen as a woman who do not have a suitor. That's bullshit! So when asked, I said proudly "Kahwin (to marry)!! crazy la.. not ready yet. No job yet, no money yet, want to kawin?" and they really do have a good comeback,"Ask husband to support mah, that's why go find a rich husband. Btw why you go US study, come back with a Malaysian again? Why no go find Ang-Moh(foreigner)" and of course I gave an equally outstanding reply,"I'm an independent woman. I don't want to rely on my husband if I do get married." And of course for self satisfaction, I added something under my breath,"I'm not like all your daughters lah. All want to kawin early. All only date rich man. what's the point of being at home just shake legs? Be shallow and not know what the hell is going on in the world? There's more to life than trying to build a family."

See cousin A, a year older than me, was supposed to tie the knot, with approval from both parties. Talk about getting wedding dresses and planning a grand wedding party. All high hopes but in the end they broke up for some reason. ( Yes! the suitor is a rich guy. You guessed right!)

Cousin B, 4 years older than me. She wanted to get married with the boy. Planned everything, spread the news, bla bla bla. Fought with the boyfriend over some silly matter and now they are not even close to loving each other and she's stressed over it just because she's hitting 29 next year.

Cousin C currently dating a jerk. He's a real real jerk. Why sticking to a jerk and wanting to get married so much to a jerk? I think the word jerk is not enough to describe him. "bastard" should be the right one. I mean he's really mean and he treats her like rubbish. I've told her plenty of times to leave him, but she refused and stood by her man. As much as she say that she don't want to get married, the pressure is on her. Her mum wants her to get married and she is obviously competing with other cousins. I pity her because she's my best and favorite cousin. Wouldn't hear any advice I gave her.

I mean what's with all this fussing and being stressful over not getting married? He leaves you. So what? go find something else better to do. I bet there's more things to do that mourning over failed engagements. The funniest thing though about cousin A and B is that, to make A feel better she compared herself to B - "At least I'm better off, B is hitting 29 and not yet married."

So, ponder on people. The silly things people do just to feel accepted in the society..

Ladies and Gentleman, The One and Only....

2005-08-15T13:22:00.000+08:00

MO FAR KOR
There you go Aja! :)

Mum's engagement party in Indonesia

2005-08-15T03:48:00.000+08:00

Grandma's proudest moment - posing with all her grandchildren

2005-08-15T03:43:00.000+08:00

Sis, mum and I - Filip's angel

2005-08-15T03:42:00.001+08:00

Mum and grandmother and her siblings

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The family.. well almost

2005-08-15T03:41:00.000+08:00

one of the favorite cousin

2005-08-15T03:40:00.001+08:00

the sharing of cake

2005-08-15T03:40:00.000+08:00

The after-dinner effects

2005-08-15T03:39:00.001+08:00

The cousins

2005-08-15T03:39:00.000+08:00

The aunty, the cousin and I

I MISS....

2005-08-10T01:56:00.000+08:00

... US a lot and I really, really, really want to live in the US again. I miss Banana Republic, American Eagle, Kenneth Cole, Ann Taylor Loft and Express. I miss Sephora and Bath and Body Works.I miss Buffalo Wings, Chicken Fingers Pizza, Beef on Weck and Subs. I miss the 4 Seasons and the fact that it snows so I could wear my best coats and jackets. I miss going to Jazz concerts and broadways. I miss clubbing in the Hip-Hop clubs downtown. I miss Naudeya. But most of all... I miss SHOPPING, Amazon.com and my life there. John said that I'm a snob for missing US and getting used to the life there. And I replied with a big smile, "You are right John, I'm a snob because Buffalo, NY and the USA has definitely spoilt me rotten."Now, now. You can't blame someone for liking a country so much because the country has offered her much pleasure in life( such as shopping), can you?

Btw,I officially lost a place to hang out today, tommorow and probably 2 days later.

2005-08-04T16:44:00.000+08:00

I'm bitch who procrastinate too much. Been wanting to update this blog since 28th of July, the day I came back from my 1 week holiday. It's always like that, the sliver of ideas came on the wrong time and at the wrong places - eg: when I'm in bed, and by the time I woke up I can't remember what I want to write and I just don't have the mood anymore.

Anyways, been on the high and low to look for a job. I'm too bored with my life and I need a lil' excitement in my life. ( read as - "I need money to spend to get my life more colorful") Haven't got an interview so far and I am itching to work, work, work. Life is a lil' bit dull after 4 months of doing nothing. So if you guys out there can hook me up with a job in Penang, I'll love you to bits! I promise!

Besides eating 5 meals a day during my trip to Indonesia, nothing seems to get me excited. Traffic in Jakarta is crazy like hell - non-moving traffics, one lane becoming two lanes ( done by some unetiqutte drivers) and super crazy drivers. My friends, if you think KL and NY is crazy, wait till you see Jakarta. Don't even think about Bangkok, Jakarta is way busier. It's like a jungle out there! Beautiful skyscrapers surrounded by kampungs and I still find it weird. Never observe this when I was younger. I didn't do any shopping because I feel that things here are cheaper and of better quality than the ones in Indonesia. So, no point shopping. Like what my cousin told me, " the rich become richer and the poor become poorer." Pheww.. glad I'm back in Penang!

p/s: after reading through this post, I just realized that I'm really bad at describing things. Yay! Go me!( adapted from Chern's blog - not this whole sentence just the "go me").

2005-07-22T00:35:00.000+08:00

I haven't been blogging much lately. Been blunt with ideas. With laptop on the table in KLIA McD, I would love to tell all of you that I'll be in Indonesia for a week to visit family. It's about time that I visit them - 9 long years and that's how long it's been since I last step the fertile land of Indonesia. A lil' bit excited about this trip. I am excited to see my cousins but not looking forward to see som eof my bitchy aunties and cousins. I hope they are not as bitchy as before. Bitchy relatives are horrendous.

I might not be updating my blog for a week ( like I update them everyday) but to
Aja - I know what Mor Far Kor is. Your entry ignites the urge for me to scout for MFK. I actually had these MFK before but never knew what it was called. I even took a picture of the MFK for you.. I'll upload it soon. I'm just procrastinating. Go try it.. it's tasty! But the packaging have some funky chinese. I call it "funky" because I don't read them

Wan Chern- for the first time in my life I took Air Asia and I find it pretty decent for a blardy RM19.90 to KLIA. But what's the rush with everyone when they board the aircraft? A lady was rude enough to cut the queue in front of me as if there's nobody on the line. Really sometimes Malaysians really got no etiqutte-lah.

Evelyn- When I come back from Indonesia, we have to hang out.. I didn't see you for quite some time okay. A week from today.. will call you soon. Miss hanging out with you, Alvin and your baby brother.

Lastly, I would like to announce that I just bought me self Harry Potter. Couldn't believe it. Blardy RM99.90 for this book but good thing is that, the book has been entertaining so far.

will miss you guys.
XOXO,
Floe.

p/s: go listen to Keyshia Cole.

2005-07-03T17:26:00.000+08:00

Luther Vandross just passed away at age 54. I'm very saddened by this news because I really like his music and his voice. He should've live longer to make more good music. I grow up listening to his music and I've always thought that he writes good music too. I was supposed to attend his concert 2 years ago when I was in US but it looks like that I won't have that chance anymore. More news on Luther Vandross.

2005-06-21T17:54:00.000+08:00

When you have nothing better to do, you go watch movies.
And that's what I've been doing. Watch 2 movies in one day, back to back.
And another the next day. If only they have better movies. Not like "Pontianak Menjerit" or "Lady Boss." Mind you, I'm not anti-Malaysian made movies. Some are real good and some just screams "It's a flop!" So there you go, when you're bored and nothing better comes your way, go watch a movie or two, perhaps? French movies are on in GSC - go watch "Ah!Si J'etais Riche"( Ah! If I Was A Rich Man) and a bunch others!

* I need to brush up my French again ....*

2005-06-19T01:57:00.000+08:00

After last night's party, I've learned a couple of lesson and I promise myself to never do it again.
1. Thou shalt not drink when taking pictures +I look damn ugly when red-faced. For the vain person that I am, that matters+
2. Thou shalt not drive on winding roads +Aftermath - vommited like a pussy+
3. Thou shalt not eat nasi lemak +Aftermath - Disgusted by nasi lemak-ed puke+
4. Thou shalt not lie. + I forgot to tell my boyfriend that I puke a river of Babylon and we had a row because he thought that I was drunk when in actual fact I wasn't. I love you Beebs+

All of these happened in just one night. We shouldn't, shouldn't go to Batu Ferringhi for Charlie's or else, I would not have vomitted and everything else would be just fine. But still could not run away from the fact that I experienced a bad "feng-tau" hangover at 6 in the morning. This is what happened when you haven't been drinking for the past 2 years, but I still give myself a pat in the back - I was a survivor!

2005-06-15T01:29:00.000+08:00

I currently engulfed myself in this particular blog. It's a detailed life of a Datin. Go read it! Lots of juicy and raunchy stories from the datin herself. Which Datin, I know not but I do know that I enjoy her blog a lot. I'M A VERY NOSY PERSON.

Belgian Buffet of neverending chocolates!

2005-06-09T19:37:00.000+08:00

When mum got back from Belgium last week, she filled up a whole empty lugagge with Belgian Waffles in different shapes, delicious CoteD'or chocolates, 2 boxes of Belgian hand-made pralines and sausages in different shapes and flavor. I was never a big fan of chocolates ( except for the occasional Troblerones, Godiva and Reese's) but I could not resist the temptation on 2 boxes of 5 pounds bag worth of hand-made assorted pralines. 1 box was from Olivier, Filip's son and the other box is from Filip's parents. It was really so sweet of them to buy me these precious chocolates. They taste so good, it feels like heaven. In less than a week I've already eaten like 1 pound of these pralines. I just cross my fingers and hope I don't have any zits and gain extra pounds after eating these many chocolates!

The Stalking of Blogs

2005-06-07T18:43:00.000+08:00

I think I have this tendency to be nosy about other people's life that it comes to a point that I started "stalking" their blog daily. As an observant individual, I find it amusing.Interesting. Entertaining. Amazing - to read a person's blog. There's so many things going around that you actually CAN learn about a person's character and life in a single blog. Isn't it scary?

Personally, I read blogs because I like the way how certain writers write about their life, the styles they use, the funny incidents that happened - it's magical. It's like sharing their life with others who have never before experienced it. I feel sad when someone feel sad and I feel happy when someone feel happy - I'm basically attached to the writer when I read their blogs. Take Wan Chern as an example. Her blog is one of the first blogs that I religiously read. I know Wan Chern for a long time, perhaps too long to mention. There's so many things that I didn't know about her and what she likes to do. I didn't know that for all these years that I didn't see her, she changed a lot. I really love reading her blog that it becomes a ritual to log into her blog daily without fail. She writes very well too.

There's another writer that I stalk a lot too. She's a Penangite, hip and young, 21 and succesful. I love what Aja write - every detail, every word she uses is interesting. I wish I could write like her, but I can't because I express better through words and action than in writing. Reading her blog is like taking a journey through her facets of life. She describes everything in detail - it's like you are there with her when you read her blog. She's an amazing writer!

You guys should check out Audrey, Anuar, Yao and Yu Jian too. In my opinion, they are my favorites and in "my must read blogs" list. And yes! I have nothing better to do than stalking people's blog. Bite me!

Of Movies and National Anthems

2005-06-04T04:03:00.000+08:00

Shit you not! The government's going to start making cinemas playing "Negaraku" right before the movie starts and after the trailers. I protest! It's not like playing national anthem will create a more patriotic citizens. I for one, will be pissed. I mean the money you'll be paying for to watch and enjoy a certain movie you like and then there's the government trying to fit in Negaraku here and there during your movie-going experience? That's a complete bullshit-idea-that-originates-from-your-ass idea. Who could've come out with such a stupid and absurd idea?
Like all of us are not tortured enough while in school? The boring Monday morning, singing three different songs to keep up the patriotism spirit - Never happened, never had any patriotism embedded whatsoever. And now they are trying to "brainwash" us into being the Malaysian Patriots? Belilah barang Malaysia! Wawasan 2020! Malaysia Boleh! and the more they force us to be one, the more we rebel. That's so Malaysian.
I'm mean come on lah. Patriotism can be achieved through many ways besides playing national anthem in the cinema. Like maybe Piracy? That's very Malaysian, no? But don't be playing national anthem on places where you pay for services or entertainment. Why not play "Negaraku" in clubs every half an hour? Why not make live bands play "Negaraku" in pubs and lounges at the start of every set? What were these people thinking?

I love NYC

2005-05-28T18:35:00.000+08:00

I'm a New York City Girl and that's so true. I Love NYC
as it offers me great places to visit, different cultures and
lots and lots of shopping. I had a great time there and I thought
If I ever had the chance to live there, I would relive the life of the
4 women in Sex and the City.

You Belong in New York City

You're an energetic, ambitious woman.

And only NYC is fast enough for you.

Maybe you'll set yourself up with a killer career

Or simply take in all the city has to offer

What City Do You Belong in? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

2005-05-27T18:04:00.000+08:00

I haven't been writing for quite sometime it makes me wonder whether I should just close this blog. I find it hard for me to put things that happened and surrounded me into words. Maybe I'm just a carefree girl who happened to not care about things that's been going around me. I don't criticize or even have my point of view ( sometimes) on different things in life. It makes me feel rather inferior, handicapped in a way and useless. Isn't it about living your own life and making a stand in your life? I, at times feel that I have no foundation in life, abit swayed sometimes. I know what I want strongly and how to achieve it but I would at a certain point in my life, lose will to do so. At the age of 21, I wanted to be a succesful career woman, being able to work and earn my own money. At age 24 be able to buy my own car and on the way to purchasing my own apartment. Obviously, now at the age of 23+, I'm not even able to achieve any of these and it's sad. I feel crippled and I feel that I have to be responsible of what I've done to my life - because it takes guts, perseverance and strong will to be succesful and I have little to none.

Bottom point is that, sometimes I'm in my own world that I blardy take my time to do a lot of things that I already planned. By the time it's done, it's too late. It's bad, and I know it - very well. The world's not waiting I guess and it's pointless to regret not doing the things you wanted to do at the age of 21 or 24 or 30. Everytime I tell myself to stand up and pick up the pieces, I failed again. I blame myself for not being disciplined enough. I blame myself for being afraid of hardship. and so the cycle goes on and on again, until I choose to break these negative cycles and start anew. But only if I start strong and free willed. Damn, this is just like eating. You know chips, chocolates and junk food are bad and yet we still eat them because they taste good - we'll only be healthy if we have the will to say no. but YES, it's hard, very hard and very tempting.

Star Wars: The Cult

2005-05-20T16:41:00.000+08:00

It was an eventful day yesterday. Me and a bunch of other friends went to watch the much anticipated Star Wars Episode 3 : Revenge of the Sith. Even though we didn't get to watch the premier of the movie, we did get hold of tickets on the second day itself. It was crazy to see the whole theater was full and as someone did mention "no one had their cellphone ringing." I had to agree that this is the first time watching movie in Malaysia and "no one had their cellphone ringing." A great show and after watching it, I was amazed. I vowed to rewatch the whole episode again. Yes, the older ones too, just for the fun of it. Probably I'll even plan a Star Wars movie marathon in chez moi.

A friend of mine who went for the premier, actually dresses up as one of the characters in the movie. He was such a Star Wars maniac that he actually took his stopwatch to record the length of each scene in the movie. And if that's not enough, after the premier, he actually booked ticket for all the show on the second day! That's really outrageous. Sometimes, I don't understand what all these are about - People being so gung ho about the movies they watch. It's basically like they've started a cult. Star Wars Cult, Harry Potter Cult, Lord of The Rings Cult and what nots. I enjoy watching a movie or a trilogy or whatever it is, but I can never put myself into a maniac mode.
I have friends who memorized dialogues in a certain movie and I can never do that. I just feel that the space in my brain is reserved to memorize other things better than movie dialogues. I've known a friend or two who declare their own holidays on the eve and after the opening of Star Wars. They basically think that it's a holy day and everyone should just rest to enjoy and party and respect the day of the opening. Sometimes human are just plain funny and weird creatures. *scratch head*

Things you don't know about Moi.

2005-05-18T08:27:00.000+08:00

I'm a good-hearted person even though I try to be mean, sometimes I can never be mean.
I can sing very well and I have hopes to become a superstar. But I think that will never happen because I am not superstar material.
I like freedom A LOT and I don't like to be tied with a schedule. Go with the flow is sometimes my motto. That is why, I think people with planners and palm pilots are a bunch of crazy people.
Contradictory to the statement above, even though I hate to be tied with a schedule, I am a very responsible person. You can give me things to do and I'll make sure that everything is done.
I shop like crazy. You can give me a million dollars and I'll spend them all (quarters and dimes) in less than a day.
I have this thing with squeaky clean face. I'm obsessed with smooth complexion and smooth skin, though I can say that I have yet to achieve a celebrity standard complexion.
I'm obsessed with cosmetics, skincares and perfumes ( I go crazy everytime I visit Sephora). I have tons and tons of them and I have no idea when I will finish using them. ( worst thing is, I keep on buying them)
I can sleep more than 12 hours straight and sleep again after that.
I can be a very lazy person if I want to, but I refuse to be one.
I am a competitive person and my competitive mood is on the max if I know someone does something better than I did.
But... I know what are my strengths and my weakness and I know what I'm good at and I know what I'm not good at.
I can never say something funny purposely and make people laugh. The only time that people will laugh is when I don't intend to say something funny. Go figure!
I think I make a good housewife but I can't imagine myself getting married.
I'll be a bad mother just because I hate kids and I think kids are ridiculously irritating.
I can cook very very very well - any kind of dishes, from any part of the world. Just name it and I can cook it from scratch.
Unlike my mother and my sister, I do not have the habit of shitting in the morning. I shit whenever I want to shit. Even if it's at 3 in the morning.
I am very good in word games like Scrabble but I think that I have a below average command in English grammar.
Though I have strong observation skill, I can never find ways for me to write what I encounter in a blog like the rest, thus that is why sometimes this blog is a boring blog.
Lastly, I hate to write - I express better through words and actions.

My Seduction Style

2005-05-14T19:23:00.000+08:00

Your Seduction Style: The Natural

You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.
Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.
You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!
People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

2005-05-05T20:01:00.000+08:00

I have big problems with rude people. And rude people are everywhere in Penang. I know I'm a penangite but really I, myself, could not help it but to say that Penangites are very very rude. Not trying to be snobbish or something like that cause I've had my 4 years education abroad but my 3 weeks stay here has made me conclude that I sometimes could not take the bullshits from some Penangites.
I was in Tesco yesterday with mum and aunty Annie to do some grocery shoppings before mum leaves for Belgium today. There's lots of people, here and there, trying to get the best deals out of the discounted vegetables and meat in Tesco (the trick to get fresh and cheap vegetables and meat is to be there 2 hours prior to closing and the management will decrease the price by 10% every 30 minutes; that includes bread, seafood and fruits). So there's this one chinese lady with a trolley, knocked me on my ribs accidently. She knew she did that cause I gave her that did-you-know-you -just-hurt-my-ribs-and-I-demand-an-apology look but she just stared back at me blankly and walked away without the proper apologies. I could have swear that she knew she did it! Not one sorry, regardless of any language. At least if she didn't know how to say it in English say it in Chinese, I could have understand. What a big bitch!
Another incident. From these said incident I would very like to conclude some Chinese are just plain brainless and rude. Regardless whether they are from kampung or all the way in US. They just push you right aside if they ever want you to make way for them. I hated it when they do these. My boyfriend knows how much I'm ticked by such actions. At least say "excuse me" or tap me in the back if you want your right of way. How am I supposed to know if you are behind me? I don't have a pair of eyes on my behind. Stupid people! It's like everywhere I go, where there are especially a huge amount of Asians, I will get this kind of shit. Be it in the chinese grocery store back in Buffalo or here in Penang. Hallo! Have the courtesy lah to say excuse me! It's not that I won't let you pass by right? Bloody brainless nitwits!
As you can see, I'm easily ticked off by people without etiquette and it has been like that since ever. I HATE HATE HATE rude people around! Where's the moral la?!

2005-04-29T00:58:00.000+08:00

I am flattered. Chern reads my blog daily. Shame on me because I haven't been updating my blog since I reached Penang. Been having fun hanging out with friends and going for food, food, food. I'm afraid that I might gain weight and be fatter than before. NOTE: Chern we go clubbing okay and catch up old times!

My sis' computer sucks! It's very slow. Thank goodness there's streamyx or I would've gone crazy and be shit pissed. God knows what she downloaded and uploaded into the computer. I detected a virus and right now I'm in the process of reformatting the computer.

Had a hard time with Kheng yesterday. My mood is currently on the downlow. I hated it when we had to fight when we are so far apart. The thing is that when I'm with him, we hardly quarrel. Quarreling is an activity we do once in a blue moon. It's like we connect easily with each other and just know what each other is thinking. Now that we are apart, we quarrel ever so often. He hated it when I go out at night, everyday. He hated it that I hang out with my guy friends all the time. Well, maybe hate is too strong of a word. He might be just a lil' unhappy about my social life here in Penang. I can't blame him, because if he doesn't love me, he will not act that way. But I just wish that he would understand and know how much I love him and that my friends are mostly guys and at any opportunity that I have I will of course put him first over them. I mean it's only the first week and I have so many things to catch up with my friends. Gosh, I don't know what else to do. I feel bad even though he promised me that he will never behave that way again but I love him and if I do, I want to make him feel better about this. Besides, I already chose to commit to this relationship and I think I should cut down a bit on going out late night. If I view the way he views this, I would act the same way too. I would worry and feel bad about not being there for him. He's a good man who is very responsible and I know he is one in a million. Because of that, I have to do something about this.

We did sort things out this morning and I hope that things will be better for the next few months that I'm here. I really can't wait to see him again. As much I love his jealousy and his attentiveness, I hope that we won't have to quarrel about this anymore. It's stressful really. Plus, I would love to keep this relationship and take it to the next level. Because really, I don't want to regret later in life for making a foolish mistake. I hope you know baby, I'm trying real hard and I hope you would too. I know we can get through this.

2005-04-23T10:31:00.000+08:00

I'm in Penang already guys! and am very happy! So that explains the reason why I haven't update this poor blog of mine because you know what? I'm having the time of my life!
It's unbelievable when you think about it. I canNOT fathom the fact that I'm already here!

Weather is cruel. Hot. Showered three times, sweat profusely. Shower sweat again and the circle remains the same. Hate the weather a lot because I haven't get used to the weather yet and it's like the fourth day already. Skin is pretty much drying because of the constant usage of air-con.

I'm sick of Segafredos already. My third day and I've been there three times. Yesterday went there twice. In the afternoon to meet with John and at night to meet Eve and her lover boy, Alvin. ( Sigh! what a nice couple. All that lovey-dovey makes me miss my baby too) It seems everybody wants to be in Segafredo. Don't know why and will not want to find out why too.

John made me walk to the bus stop in Midlands to take a public bus to Prangin Mall. I shouldn't have told him I knew JeeMee. If I hadn't told him, I would escape the possibilities of walking under the sun and taking the icky bus. I haven't been taking public transportation for more than 7 years. I think it's alright to take the bus, since it will give me a kick in the ass and bring me back to my roots. John said he's trying to take the snobbishness in me due to the getting used of the luxury Buffalo has to offer. But I guess I won't be taking anymore buses anytime since I have a lot of people taking me around. It's just to hot, I sweat like a pig! and fyi, I AM NOT A SPOILED BITCH!

Tonight will be meeting a bunch of friends, old school friends to be exact. SO excited because haven't meet them for quite sometime. We'll be heading up to a club called Glo. Hope they don't play stupid R&B, Hip Hop tunes that dated 4 years ago. It'll be sad!

2005-04-15T10:30:00.000+08:00

My Blog got a new look, a new name.. I'm so excited. Proud of myself? Yes! Do you guys like it? Well, so you guys know, this template is designed by a Malaysian girl. Thank you aoi! I just changed the template a lil' here and there. I hope Aoi won't mind. Anyway, I really like my new blog. It looks better than the older one. Now to celebrate, could someone just leave a comment for me, so I know what you guys think of this new look. I know it's not that pretty and nice, But hey! give me a break. It's something NEW for me.

2005-04-14T10:27:00.000+08:00

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

2005-04-14T05:25:00.000+08:00

When a friend you didn't talk to for quite some time suddenly messaged you, you expect him/her to at least
1. ask how are you
2. tell a gossip or two
3. chat
but no, my dear Chris decided, after he's gone from the world of MSN Messenger for 3 months, to tell me about the coming audition for Malaysian Idol. He's so funny!

Chris: Ei! Malaysian Idol audition starting soon. Are you going for the audition since you are coming home soon?
Floe: Ummm.. (scratching head) I don't know. I mean I'm not sure whether I'll be going back to US. So prolly, I'll join next year.
Chris: I thought, you told me last time you want to join? Why no confident yet ah?
Floe: Not no confident la!( why would I be "not confident" in anyway? I used to be singer) Just not sure what my life would be. I might or might not continue my education. I'm just not comfortable with uncertainty.
Chris: Nevermind la. Saja go try la and see how.
Floe:(the thing is that, I know I will go through just fine. Just don't know whether I will make it to the Top 10. Depends of Malaysian viewers) I'll think about it. When is the audition date?
Chris: Dunno after the 20th I think. Go check the website.
Floe: Okay. So you messaged me just to tell me this?no other things to say?
Chris: Yeah...

at that moment I literally started laughing my ass off. Because he didn't even start the conversation with "hello" or "how are you" like he usually did. He was so plain and innocent when he asked me questions on whether I wanted to go for the audition. and the funniest thing is that, he sounded excited more than I am about the audition.

Anyway, the audition kicks off on the 23rd of April until the 24th in PISA. Actually I might even go for the audition just for fun and see how far I will go. I don't know, I'll see how my mood is when I reach Penang and decide from there. Actually, right now I'm more excited on the thought of being able to go for karaoke rather than for the audition.

2005-04-12T05:10:00.000+08:00

Headache!Headache! I really don't know what to do with my things!
I've been buying too many things and now I really don't know how many pounds both of my luggages be. I have only an allowance of 70 pounds per bag and I don't think I can live with such allowance! Don't understand why they even limit a passenger's luggage when the flight is not even full. Now I have to decide which things that I will urgently use and which ones that I won't need quickly so my boyfriend can have them send via USPS.

I just realized that I have collected way too many cosmetics. I have a lot of lipsticks and lipglosses in different color that you can think of, eyeshadows in different shades, foundations and makeup tools. I don't even apply make up everyday. Bet the whole thing yields at least 8-10 pounds. But anyway, cosmetics will be on top of my "Need to use urgently" list. Others that top my list are, clothes, bags, shoes and perfumes. I will never, at any cost, send them via USPS. You know, in case the post office in Malaysia get really screwed up and lose my stuff, or even worst, steal my stuff. Trust me. I have friends who send things home and someway or other never got hold of the parcels. I will not let that happen to me. NEVER! (shrug) such a scary thought!

2005-04-07T00:08:00.000+08:00

Referring to my last post on the Pope, I was really surprised that someone actually reacted to it. The irony to it is that it's my ex's current girlfriend who reacted to that post. I know she's a nice girl, strong catholic, sweet and all. When others told me he went out with this girl I was happy for him, because I knew, she would be just perfect for him. I really didn't expect her reading my blog. Welcome to my blog Patricia! I came across hers when one of my friends saw her friendster's photo with him last week. Thus, I came my way through reading her blog too.

Well, back to the Pope and icon death issue. I know what it means to respect people and say thank you over little things other people do. What I think is that, it unneccesary to make such big of an issue when an icon dies, because really, there's many people out there who died of a greater cause but no one made an issue over it. I know what the Pope, Mother Theresa, Princess Diana, or any other icon did. I'm aware of their contributions and their good deeds ( In fact I said that before) but my opinion will remain - unneccesary hoo haas over great death are not neccesary. People come and go and as human nature will always be, people will not react greatly after the years, because that's just how it is. The past is the past. So, read carefully darling, before you start making unprecedented comments about my entry because I never meant to construe "being an icon" as stupid or even worst, construe an icon as being not inspirational. Also, I beg to differ! I am as respectful to many others as those who "Hold the door for a person behind you. Say thank you to the bus driver who drops you off at work/school everyday. Queue properly at the grocery store. Be respectful of other people's religions." And for your information, regardless of what was said to you by many others who tend to dislodge me as a less likeable person - I never mock other religion!

Anyway, I've said everything I wanted to say. I like all this rebuttal stuff! This, is, in fact the most exciting entry I've ever written in many months. Look Chern! are you proud of me? I have people commenting on my blog... how exciting!

p/s: Patricia, Tedy's a great guy! A lil' possessive but maybe that's just me who always like freedom. I bet both of you make a great couple, from reading your blog I know how much you love him, and he will love just the same too. So hang on in there! Long distance can be a pain in the ass sometimes.

2005-04-04T04:25:00.000+08:00

It's official people! I'm coming home! I might be staying for 3 months or I might even spend my next life in Malaysia. It's not confirmed yet. But what's official is that I'll be flying from Buffalo on the 18th of April, and touch down in Penang on the 20th of April, 8.30 pm.

I've been e-mailing a few friends, calling some close friends, and getting really excited for I have not been home since the last 2 years. I'm sure nothing much has changed but it feels really nice to meet up with friends again and family and new friends. Eating good food, travelling and all that.
So, for those of you who read my blog and who are as excited to meet me as I'm excited to meet you guys, please e-mail me. I need to get your numbers, so I can call you guys up and we can hang out. For some of you who do not my e-mail addie, here's mine - cheerfulfloe@hotmail.com.

I'm so so so so so so so excited. You have no idea.

2005-04-03T04:49:00.000+08:00

Okay, so Pope John Paul 2 died. Terry Schiavo died. What's the hoo haa with such demise? I mean there's like millions of people who die everyday and no one made a hoo haa about. I remembered a few years back when Mother Theresa died, Princess Diana died, and everyone was like mourning for months. Yes, they did great things, philanthropist, good deeds bla bla bla.. but I'm sure somewhere around this big universe someone did the same thing but never gets the credit but did anyone really give a damn? no! so why are people being so concerned? They are not even related to them. See that's the thing about being an icon. When you die someone noticed, someone suddenly cares. In fact everybody in the whole wide world mourn for you. Sometimes I just think that humans have nothing better to do. I'm not being disrepect here. I know humans are compassionate people and all. Yes! be sad but why all the hoo ha? Just doesn't make sense to me. I'll put this to rest before someone mocks me.

Buffalo's snowing again.. Boo hoo! Last week weather was perfect upper 56, all green,all colorful and all. Now, stupid snow, lowering the temperature, covering the whole buffalo, yes! in white! I just hope that next week will steer into a better weather, so I can start wearing my summer clothes. Damn! Winter is such a nuisance. A very unfashionable season. Pants, boots, bulky sweaters. The only thing that I love about winter is jackets and coats and the fact that you don't sweat like a pig.

I've always wanted to pick up the phone and call friends whom I didn't encounter for quite sometime but I'm too lazy to do that. I can talk alot but only to certain people. I hate calling friends not because I don't love them or like them but I hate it because I have to wreck by brains to find topic of interest that both of us can enjoy. I'm bad in this case. It feels so awkward when you call someone and not know what to talk about. You'll be like "the weather's cold", "what's new", "hey! remember (insert desired past events)", "how's work". If the person is a talkative one, it's easier to let conversation flows, if not, it's really hard. I hate it when you talk on the phone or in person and there's a momentary silence. It's like really really awkward and then I'll start talking nonsense and asking stupid questions. I guess I'm a person who likes to make people talk and totally hate silence. This happened too when I first meet people. When the said person keep quiet because of not knowing what to say, I'll feel weird. Then I'll start asking questions, telling my own stories. Sometimes people misunderstood, thinking that I'm a selfish bastard who only talks about herself and a busybody who sticks my nose to everything. Because really, some people are open about themselves ( like moi) and some people are not. I'm not at all a busy body or selfish.. I just like to make a conversation more pleasant and not stagnant. People who know me, know this fact.

Some people are just plain dumb!

2005-03-27T11:04:00.000+08:00

I know they are kids aged 8 and 12.. But why so stupid jump out of the trains. Can't imagine what got into them. I can't help but to post this.. it's too good to miss out on such things..

Sisters jump out of train

KULAI: Two sisters jumped out of a train window after they realised they had slept through their stop.

The girls, both Singaporeans aged eight and 12, boarded the train at Tanjung Pagar in Singapore to go meet their mother here yesterday.

The train reached Kulai and was about to pull out of the station at 10.30am when the girls woke up, realised that they had missed their stop and jumped out of the train window.

They have been warded at the hospital here for observation.

courtesy of THE STAR Online

2005-03-25T01:53:00.000+08:00

Two and a half years ago two friends left
One year and 6 months ago another two friends left.
6 months ago 3 friends left.
2 days ago a friend left
Now I'm lonely as hell.

Since my friends left Buffalo to different places, I have been socially inactive and I was not the old party girl anymore. You just can't go hang out somewhere alone. It's just not that fun anymore compared to when you hang out with a bunch of people. I really miss the times when we would go clubbing on weekends or visit the diner at 3 in the morning just for the sake of hanging out.

Yes I have friends, plenty of them, but to find friends who are willing to take me for what I am and enjoy the same things I love to do is rare. It's like one in a million. Some of my friends who left, enjoy clubbing just like I do. Some of the other friends who left, just love sitting down in a diner, chatting and bitching over hot tea and T-Bone steaks. Now there's nobody here who would do that with me and even though there's others who are willing to hang out with me, they rarely share the same passion as I do.

I was going through the friendsters list of some new students and how they hang out, do crazy stuff, go party, get drunk - you can see through their photos and read through their blogs that they really do enjoy each other's company. One wrote in her blog that she can't live with her bunch of friends and don't know what to do without them. That's how I felt when I was with my bunch of friends. Without them, I'll be left alone in my house, watching TV over the weekends and stare blankly at the ceiling. What a horror! I've always been a person who likes to go out and never the one who stays at home comfortably. No, not me.

I remembered Rena and Chris used to drive down to Canada to party just for me, because I was not legal yet to party in US. We used to have get togethers in her house, talk, eat, cook, drink - everything. Now that they've moved to NJ and got married ( I'm so happy for them, they are like this one perfect couple)I'm left alone
to find ways to make new friends. But really none can compare to the hospitality and caringness Rena and Chris brought.

Then there's Yuan, my housemate. We've been friends for years. We go way back in penang. She have always been there for me through good and bad times. Always borrow me money when I'm out. Always driving me around when I'm not in the mood to drive. Always scolding me for no apparent reason and ended up quarrelling for the fun of it.
Always go out clubbing with me but ended up eyeing girls with sexy ass in the club. She's so fun to be with but that girl can sometimes be a bitch. Yuan! you are the biggest bitch that I love. *wink*

Really. I miss these people a lot. Olivia and John, Melissa, Eva, Val, Chiharu and Genevieve. They have been a great part of my life here in Buffalo, without them I would be souless and less fun. They bring out the best in me and go through thick and thin with me. I think that's what friends are supposed to be.

2005-03-23T01:34:00.000+08:00

I'm in a mellow, mellow mood today. Sometimes I just feel that life is really unfair.
Someone used to tell me that if it's not your destiny than it's not meant to be. But I fought really hard for what I want, in fact, I go all the way for it. I struggled real hard, god knows. Still, it seems that my best is not enough to fulfill this dream of mine.

It's unfair because some people would try less to get the same thing as I want but ended up getting it. While some people, like me, who tried harder and still see no results. It's pretty sucky to have to swallow the reality. I'm a person who cope well with reality but sometimes I just wish I don't have to do it. Sometimes I just wish that things would all go my way. Sometimes I just hate to think so much, as if convincing myself that there's a greener pasture on the other side. Sometimes I feel life is such bullshit.

Over the years I learn how to teach myself to look on the brighter side. But really, not everything looks "brighter" or "better" or "maybe the future has something in store for you." I don't want to regret later in life for not doing the things that I wanted or regret for not having the power to choose the way I live. I just believe that a person CAN choose the way he/she lives. We know that - " If there's a will, there's a way." But lately, I don't believe in that anymore. I have will. Yes, there's many ways - but can I consider blunt ways as something that I can use to resolve whatever that I'm thinking of right now? Perhaps not. Oh, father lord, help me.

What I really really want now.

2005-03-18T06:56:00.000+08:00

Beautiful Chiffon Dress by A.B.S

Cynthia Rowley Bag

Beaded Flats - So so cute and comfortable

Maxstudio Crinkled Chiffon Top

Ralph Lauren Pleated Dress a la Grecian Princess

BR's Laced Flats

Carlos by Carlos Santana Heels

Ipod 20GB is just enough for me.

2005-03-16T02:38:00.000+08:00

John Legend - Debut album.

I love this man! A lot! His voice is great, his compositions are great, his piano playing is superb.
This newcomer is going to make it big! With his Urban soul/R&B/Neo-Soul music and style, I promise you if you like this genre, you will think he's superb. All I can say is this guy is like another Alicia Keys, so talented.
Go ahead and try his songs, try to listen to "Ordinary People" - his debut song. Even Paris Hilton will say "It's hot." Trust me!

Ordinary People
John Legend

Girl im in love with you
This ain't the honeymoon
Past the infatuation phase
Right in the thick of love
At times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue everyday

I know i misbehaved
And you made your mistakes
And we both still got room left to grow
And though love sometimes hurts
I still put you first And we'll make this thing work
But I think we should take it slow

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

This ain't a movie no
No fairy tale conclusion ya'll
It gets more confusing everyday
Sometimes it's heaven sent
We head back to hell again
We kiss and we make up on the way

Take it slow
Maybe we'll live and learn
Maybe we'll crash and burn
Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave, maybe you'll return
Maybe you'll never find
Maybe we won't survive
But maybe we'll grow
You never know baby youuuu and I

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Heyyy)
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

2005-03-15T02:08:00.000+08:00

Have you ever feel that sometimes your best is not enough? and when you think you work hard enough for something you want so bad, that something didn't come through? Then you started asking yourself what you did wrong and where is the mistake. But really, after much thought, you can find any answer to that mystery.

Right now I'm feeling a little bit upset over my exam. I feel that I didn't do really well and I'm worried that the U might not accept my application. I've given all my time prepping for this exam since early January, and I thought I might at least do OK in this exam. I didn't expect to get that result in fact, it was 40 lower than what I anticipated. I feel so dissapointed with myself. Now I'm doomed to live in Malaysia forever. Not that I'm complaining, but I really want to stay here and get a job here. Anyway, my result for the exam is partly to be blamed for. I have other things that is worrying me and shall not express it here for privacy. But I will share it with you guys when the time is right and when things fall into places. For all I know is that, I might not come back to US after this trip to Malaysia. God give me strength.

2005-03-09T07:33:00.000+08:00

My brain is about to go nuts. I'm cramping too much GMAT stuff as a preparation for this saturday's exam. So I decided to take a break and fulfill the needs of my itchy hands to blog. I just had to write and write and write today.

I'm really happy today because my electronic dictionary has finally arrived. Mr UPS came knocking on the door and I was really excited. I was still asleep at that time and I was anticipating for the delivery in my dreams. Excited as I can be, I opened the door only to realized that Mr.UPS dropped my parcel on the side door. So I equipped myself with jacket and sports shoes and walked out to take the parcel from the side door. Oh my Lord, in my excitement, I fell down and sprained my thumb. You must be wondering how in the whole wide world this retarded girl got her thumb sprained from falling down. Well reason being, I was trying to not fall flat on my face and so I used all my weak after-waking-up-in-the-morning energy to stay on my 2 hands and feet, like a dog. It's so slippery I sprained my thumb and it feels like chicken shit now. Yea, laugh as loud as you can - wait till you live in South Campus when all the snow are not properly shovelled. You'll fall too when you are not careful. But it's OK the electronic dictionary compensate everything that has happened. I'm doing fine now except for the occasional soreness.

Miss Itchy- hands-wants-to-blog is missing home badly. For the past few weeks, I've been missing Penang food. There's so many food that I want to eat hopefully I won't get fatter in a matter of days when I'm home. If it's going to happen, I would not fit into any of my clothes anymore. Anyway, going home would be really nice and you all in Malaysia, FYI, I will be going home on 18th of April, so prep yourself because it's time to paaartttyyy! I can't imagine how I'm going to handle the hot weather in Penang since it's so damn cold here. I've always love cold weather better than warm weather, just because I'll have rashes on my body when weather is humid and hot. I find it really icky. I have not have any problem with rashes since I came to Buffalo. Everytime I'm back home, rashes start appearing on my body and trust me it's very uncomfortable. That's why when I'm back, my play time is night time. I rarely leave the house in the afternoon. Hopefully I could get use to the weather now that I'm coming home soon.

I just want to say that I'm hooked watching Desperate Housewives. Very funny. Should watch it.

2005-03-08T08:06:00.000+08:00

March 5th was MASA night. I had a blast thought I didn't go clubbing like I used too. I miss all my clubbing friends who are no longer in Buffalo anymore. But it's okay, we went for supper after MASA Night and I had enjoyed it cause after staying at home for too long, you'll want to socialize. With my ability to talk alot, and have been itching to talk cock and blab since forever, I find it a memorable night. Jessica and Patricia, they came from NYC just for the night. We did a lot of catching up. but baby wasn't there. Baby was tired. I love you baby.

Long Lost Jessica, Gene and Floe - Proof that women loooove taking pictures.

IHOW - International House of Women. 3 on the left - Malaysians, The one in blue - HK, The one most right - China.

Malaysian United. Students and Non-Students. and my baby.

With the Superstar of the day - AH PEK, the guitar man.

Nuff' said I love taking pictures.

We succesfully turned a diner into a mamak. This diner was full with Malaysians, Americans might think that they went to the wrong place. No! come in Denny's is still serving the same menu - hashbrowns, burgers and all but no Sesame chicken and General Tso Chicken.

2005-02-23T01:11:00.000+08:00

This blog have been lacking of entries, not because I'm lazy, it's because I couldn't find the time to write. I've been spending my time studying GMAT and I guess I won't be updating this blog until the 12 of March - the GMAT day. So people, do visit ever so often and leave messages in the chatbox because I'll be visiting this site everyday too when I check my email. I'll be back!

2005-02-10T12:37:00.000+08:00

I enjoyed eating and cooking the dishes on Chinese New Year Day. And just to add up a little restaurant touch I even created a two-sided menu sheet just for the table. On one side are all the names of the dishes and on the other side, RESERVED is written. Alex's wife made carp shaped NEw Year Cake or the so called famous "Ti Kuih." It's very pretty and just because it look so pretty, I didn't eat it. Maybe I'll eat the ti kuih before throwing it a few days later. Even though CNY is pretty boring here in the States, we had great time in the midst of close friends, whom happened to be family-less just like me. I miss Penang.

Auspicious Dishes for the Rooster Year

New Year "Ti Kuih" Cake

2005-02-07T06:26:00.000+08:00

We had an early Chinese New Year Lunch over at Matthew's and Sarah's. They are of course, our good friends and Kheng's ex boss. We ate a lot of seafood cause Sarah loves seafood. I slave myself over crab legs, sea clams, fish, lobsters and pork balls. I was full but three hours later I was hungry again - seafood can't fill you up. But we had a good time. The hotpot was a great jumpstart for the eating festival. I'll see myself eating and eating and eating for the next three days.

Seafood Hotpot

yummy crab legs

Sarah and Matthew and their children, Rowland and David.

2005-02-01T02:18:00.000+08:00

I'm blogging over jazzy music played on my Winamp. Yes, I'm a sucker for jazz music. I love 'em, love 'em, love 'em. But anyway, that's not what I want to write today. Even at -4 celcius, I feel hot. I'm sweating like a pig. Damn! What's with the weather?

Anyway, random thoughts

Today Eve dropped by my message box. She broke up with her sailor boy. What? Well Chern said it was for the better. I believe you CHERN!

When I think about the 4 years that I missed Chinese New Year, it makes me feel sad; Cause I don't have Ang Pau lah. And that feeling is coming back again, since Chinese New Year is just around the corner. This time I'm not feeling sad, I miss eating Yee Sang.

Recently, someone pissed me off. All I can say is, " You Bitch! Learn how to return favors when people treat you good!"

For the past few weeks I've been dreaming of Penang. I want to go back real bad. I miss my mum, my dad and my sis. I miss hanging out with my friends. I miss going clubbing and doing my daily singing in a karaoke bar. Buffalo is such an ulu place. So ulu it's so unbelievable. But really, Buffalo not that bad la. It's just that suddenly I lose my "happening" power. Even my mum more happening than me.

How can some people write so good? and I can't? I suck!

I took a mock GMAT exam yesterday and scored badly - not even in the 10th percentile. Scored a puny point of 340/800. I was discouraged. I hope I have super power brains that work on an extra-ordinary level.

My blog friend Anuar took great pictures of Alhambra, Granada and that makes me want to travel around Europe even more. I need to travel around before everything is gone like World Trade Center. I've been to New York couple of times but never had the chance to take a look at World Trade Center. Really people should stop war and stop nuking great places. Sad!

I'm being very indecisive in what I want to write today. Make mental note - I should write more. I'm depriving my blog. More entries, more stories, more ground breaking news. Well, like I said, I lose my "happening" power. My life so dull.

2005-01-26T02:41:00.000+08:00

GMAT's verbal section is getting on my nerves really. It makes me feel that my English is not proper and I have no understanding in English whatsoever. They set awfully bad questions that didn't make sense. I know I'm pretty good in English but I'm not settling for lower grades, I'm in for a higher grade so that I could make up for my weakness in Math or Quantitative section as they call it. For all of you who didn't know what GMAT's verbal section is all about, I would be more than happy to explain. Just so that you can share my pain and my anger. The verbal section consist of sentence correction, critical reasoning and reading comprehension. SO they have a total of 41 questions where they will offer you with a potpurri of the aforementioned verbal section.

I have never seen a sentence correction as crazy, as tricky or as weird as the ones in GMAT. Oh the horror! It makes me feel really inferior with my command of English. I'm so used to write in the way that I speak, I just realized that when I write, sometimes, I am not abiding to the rules of English grammar. You know modifiers, idioms, nouns, tenses bla bla bla or perhaps, really my grammar is that bad! Nothing makes me feel better than to know the fact that out of 10 English speaking people, only 2 of them are able to explain grammar as it is. ( why you use "had always looked puzzled" instead of the other one) I could've let my ENG201 professor read this entry and he would correct a gazillions of grammar mistakes just because I write them in the way I speak. And because you are so used to it then when you try to answer the questions in GMAT, the right answer can be so wrong to you. It's mind-boggling really.

Then comes the critical reasoning part. This is the part that I hate most - critical reasoning. What they do is they come out with an excerpt from a study, a paper or a journal and they will ask you to weaken it, strengthen it, or find the assumption of the excerpt. Now the thing is that, different people have different view over things. Maybe the paper or the journal that so and so write is not convincing enough but damn! the answers are all interconnected and sound alike. How the hell am I going to pinpoint the right answer when 5 of them are alike. Almost. Does that make me stupid? or not good enough in reasoning? This critical reasoning just didn't make sense! Here, I'll just type one question for all of you to try.

Attention Deficit Disorder(ADD) is a condition characterized by an inability to focus on any topic for a prolonged period of time, and is especially common among children five to ten years old. A recent study has shown that 85 percent of
seven-year-old children with ADD watch, on average, more than five hours of
television a day. It is therefore very likely that Ed, age seven, has ADD, since he watches roughly six hours of television a day.

The Argument above is flawed because it

A) cites a direct causal mechanism a factor that may only be a partial cause of the condition in question.
B) Fails to indicate the chances of having ADD among seven-year-old children who watch more than five hours of television.
C) limits the description of the symptoms of ADD to an inability to focus for a prolonged period of time
D) fails to consider the possibility that Ed may be among the 15 percent of children who do not watch more than five hours of television a day.
E) does not allow for other causes of ADD besides television watching.

So here we go. Try to answer this and I will post the answer in the comment box. Please tell me if you get it correct of wrong, so I know whether I'm really stupid or bad in reasoning or it's just not me at all but the GMAT test makers. But anyway, it seems the more I practice, the more I started to see the tricks and the style they use in critical reasoning.

As for the reading comprehension, I have no problem except for the fact that in the 41 questions given, 3-4 articles will appear and time is so limited to answer all 41 questions in 71 minutes. So not only the questions that get me on my nerves, the fact that I have a very limited time to complete the whole section get me on my nerves too. Looks like I have to race against time.

2005-01-23T04:22:00.000+08:00

You might've realized that I have been lacking in writing entries in my blog. Reason being I have a new interest - Bit Comet. It's evil, addictive and awesome. It lets me download any kind of movie, games, music, ebooks, anything under the sun. Bit Comet is a torrent. I wish to explain further what it is, but I can't cause I don't have that much knowledge on torrents. All I can say is that - piracy rules! This thing is 10 times better than Kazaa, Napster, WinMx, whatever! The more people download the same file, the faster your download is going to be. How exciting is that? Me loooove it.

I can see myself sitting in front of the computer alot in the future. I know I'm cheap but I can't be spending that much money on buying albums where I only listen to 1-2 of the song in there. Your girl here, only buy records only when she feels that the artist has produced a good record. If not, she rather download the song. It's the future bay-beh and everything becomes available to you in a click ... or two. So embrace it ladies and gentleman, ( drum rolls) it's the future of file sharing.

2005-01-20T04:06:00.000+08:00

How on earth could people be so unashamed of themselves?? It's crazy to think of it. How people could have that huge amount of confidence. I was talking about a big bunch of people who auditioned for American Idol 4. Nevermind the people who could sing well but right now I am mostly concentrating on people who can't sing a shit note right and they gon' claim themselves a good singer. Kiss my meaty big arse!

I mean, please take sometime to look at the mirror, record your own voice and listen to it. You sound nothing like Mariah Carey or Brian Mcknight or Idol material. I don't understand why their family members and friends are so mean to tell them that they sound good when in actual fact - they are not. They'll be wasting their own time and also wasting the time of some other people with talents. So to y'all out there who's about to crawl out of their houses planning to think of some schemes on being in AI 5 auditions, take a step back and think twice. If you can't sing a shit note don't bother auditioning. Go sing to people who think that you sing like a great singer and save that long line for people who can sing better than you do. Geesh!

GMAT blues and Happy Times!

2005-01-17T02:31:00.000+08:00

It's been days since I have the mood to write an entry. Yours truly here, is prepping her ass off for her GMAT while trying to keep the house in good condition( remember? I'm the so-called house wife).

Oh the harship of GMAT. My brain would burst if it's not for the 10 minutes breaks. Who am I kidding? In 3 hours, I could've taken 20 or so 10 minutes break. Hah! That makes your studying time less than 3 hours. Then I believe I was not really studying for real. I really need to discipline myself. Gosh, I'm so bad in disciplining myself. I've created a timetable and promised to follow them avidly since last week but never do so until today. I should. I have to. I Must! or not I'll be in trouble. Oh the blues of GMAT. Can't wait for it to be over so I can go back home for a holiday.

Yes, dear friends and families and readers. I will make my way back to Penang on April. Have yet to confirm the date but I will be back around the 4th week of April cause I will spend the 3rd week visiting Genevieve in Hong Kong. I'm all excited to go to Hong Kong actually. I've always wanted to visit Hong Kong, to just get the feel of what I see in chinese serials. I believe I will enjoy myself there - feeding meself with various food, shopping for fakies, etc. So, I'll see you guys back in Penang. Damn! I can't wait to go home.

Malaysians Rude?

2005-01-13T22:46:00.000+08:00

I was doing my daily ritual of reading star online and came across the "rude Malaysians" contest. I find it really amusing. I was thinking to myself - the person who created this contest must be thinking that most Malaysians are considerably rude people. I find it true sometimes but you see, my experience tells me that not only Malaysians are rude, other citizens of the world, any part of the world can be rude. It depends on the norm and the mores of the culture itself.

I have proof to back what I say above. I was eating buffet with 4 other friends in a casino. We were seated in front of a bunch of old ladies in their 40's maybe. We were enjoying our meal of crab legs and these crab legs are messy food. When you cracked them, you got to be really careful cause salted water can spritz out of the crab legs. I did eat the crab legs and blessed my boyfriend who was seated opposite me with holy salted water. And then, the same thing happened to my guy friend except that the salt water landed on one of ladies seating behind us. Since we felt that it was funny we laughed our ass off not because one of the ladies got "blessed" but because one of our friends who was sitting opposite him managed to move away. And you know what? That particular lady got really pissed and screamed at us. At that time we didn't know the water would go that far. She was being really mean and bitchy. And of course, us stupid well-mannered Asians, didn't utter a word except for a single sorry. We were shocked beyond words that someone would scream at us for that single accident that we didn't mean to happen. They thought we were throwing food. If we were to throw food -
1. We would not do it in public
2. We will throw more food than mere splashes of salted water.
3. We are not that retarded enough to throw food, come on, we are decent people okay.
I thought that was really rude of the lady to just scream at us without knowing the truth. I thought she was being prejudiced because we are Asians. I could tell more stories on how rude a person can be regardless of who they are or what ethnicity or nationality they are. So really, Malaysians not that rude-lah.

Anyway, here's the list of situations, according to Star online. I've ranked them from 1 to 16 ( 1 being the most rude)

1. Taking other people's things without seeking their permission
2.Using the handphone in the cinema to talk or send messages ( I can't stand people who didn't put their hp in silent mode. It irritates the shit out of me)
3.Boasting about your wealth among less fortunate people ( nuff said - I hate people who boast. Period.)
4.Cutting into people's conversations
5. Jumping the queue
6.Smoking in non-smoking areas
7.Inconsiderate driving
8.Not saying “Sorry”( I get really mad when people stepped on your feet and knew it and yet didn't say sorry. After that, I get really bitchy)
9.Not giving up seats to the elderly, disabled and pregnant women
10.Disregard for public property
11.Spitting in public
12.Not responding to RSVP requests
13.Asking people in public how much they earn
14.Littering
15.Not saying “Thank You”
16.Taking excessive food from buffet lines. ( What's wrong with this one? People pay for buffet and they have the rights to take as much food as they want. They don't call it "Buffet" for nothing.)

How will you rank them? "The first three participants whose top seven choices match the Readers' List will receive a hamper worth RM300 each" Good Luck.

2005-01-11T02:48:00.000+08:00

CORRUPTION, CHILD TRAFFICKING, CHILD ABDUCTION - these 3 words bothers me a lot. Especially when I know that things like these happened during unfortunate times like the Tsunami tragedy. It really saddened me to see how some people can still have the guts and the heart to do such things.

I was watching CNN and they were reporting on an official child abduction case in Indonesia. I was dumbfounded. Really. I couldn't grasp the fact that in a time where people are troubled, there's still others who could think of making money out of the tragedy. It's like what the Indonesians would always said " Kesempatan dalam Kesempitan" (Taking opportunity in troubled times). They were really following what the quotation was saying. They've taken every oppportunity available from the tragedy and make money from there. I guess there's nothing I could do much about it. Even the government can't do much about it. So to say.

When the tragedy happened, I was really excited about donating money. But problem is that I don't have any money. So I was planning on cooking Asian food and sell them to the church. I was about to do it, until I read the news about corruption in Indonesia. I stopped thinking about donating. Totally. For generations, influential people in Indonesia are famous for their act of corruption and this will never ever change. Corruption is like part of their life. Taking money from others and from the under-privelleged is not a wrong-doing. They've been doing it for ages, them, the influential people. It's like easy money. What could be better than taking the Tsunami tragedy as an anchor to start corruption. No wonder they are trying to evacuate most foreign help relief in 3 months time. It's sad if you think of it. All the money donated, goes to the wrong hand. While victims continue to suffer, influential people gain more money. Definitely sad, but really, there's nothing much you can do about it but pray.

2005-01-06T14:47:00.000+08:00

I'm about to punish myself for being lazy and stupid when I was in high school. I should've listen to what my mum said, should've done what my math tuition teacher advised. Now that I'm prepping for my GMAT, I'm starting to see alot of troubles in dealing with my math skills.

You see, math was never my best subject, worst, I never have any luck dealing with numbers - accounting & math. Get it? I got like a P7 for my accounting and lucky enough for me to get C4 for my math. That's what happen when you sleep during Puan Au's class and Pn Fallilah's class. That's what happen when you go to school early in the morning and start copying other people's homework. That's what happen when you don't attend tuition classes, keep the money your mum gave you for tuition fee and lied to your mum saying that you did go for tuition when in actual fact you hang out in Komtar for the entire 1 hour until your mum come and pick you up.

I'm expressing my greatest regret on my past behavior. If. Only if, I'd pay more attention, I'd be more than prepared for GMAT. Math sucks! Don't understand why I have to learn and study what I've learned in high school again. Worthless. I dare say that I won't be needing half of what I learn for GMAT when I'm in MBA. The fee for GMAT not even cheap. Whooping $250. Celaka. For one 4 hours paper also have to pay $250. Not that I'm cheap, but it's worthless, it's not like SAT or anything like that. So now because of the fact that I have to pay $250, I have to study well so I won't have to take the second time and waste another $250.

My formula for today :

Higher Education + Higher Qualification = More Money Spent

(Stupidity)(Laziness)(No discipline)
____________________________ = ½ success
Self Perseverance

Boobies.. Boobies

2005-01-05T12:37:00.000+08:00

At the age of 11 or 12, when others are still playing their barbie dolls and their masak-masak, I was obsessed with boys and boobs. Not that I'm obsessed with boys and boobs in a bisexual way but obsessed in boobs in a my-boobs-is-too-small way. So whenever I see a friend who was all grown in a womanly way, I'll be very envious of them. I couldn't agree more with Jennifer Garner in 13 going on 30. So when a 13 years old girl had an encounter with Jenna ( Garner's character) in the elevator, she complimented her on how the dress looked good on her and Jenna said "of course! cause I have these to fill them(scooping her boobs)." I think having boobs made a different in how you look. It gives you the amplified confidence and you of course, naturally feel womanly and not girly. You know how they say when you have your first period and that's when they say that marks your womanhood? I don't agree at all cause boobs are like the only thing that change a girl to a woman.

So when I was 15, I befriended a girl named Tieng Tieng. She's a great friend and all that and we hang out together. This Tieng Tieng is not fat-fat, you know but just tall and big. She's never the fat like flabby kind lah. But she has the biggest boobs I've ever seen in my whole entire 15 years of living in this world. When I say big, it 's like DD la!And I used to tell her "Ei, why your boobs so big lah. How to make them big. Share-share la" Not trying to be rude or anything but just curious as I was astonished by Tieng Tieng's Boobs. Whenever I say this, she would just grin except for those good moments when she would actually give me some answers for a change. So Tieng-Tieng said " No-lah, this one not big la. Only fat!." I was shocked beyond words. How could she say that she's fat? when she's not? " No lah, where got fat. Really, tell me why your boobs so big." At this particular moment, she realized that it's better to not reciprocate. But anyway, I've always told her that I admired her for her big boobs and how she would look good wearing dresses. I've not seen her since Form 5 and the last time I heard, she lost weight and her boobs went down with it. So me say to meself " what a waste!"

My amazement with boobs grew with me even at the age of 23, even when I have my own pair of boobs that I could be proud of ( and hell yeah, I love my boobs). So, when I was sent to the US of A to further my studies, I further my observation on boobs as well. I thought Tieng Tieng's was big but we have women here who have the biggest of everything - from size to boobs. At first, I was not surprised or amazed or astonished by what I see around me, just because I don't know them personally. Then, it came to the time when I was introduced to Nana. I was 20 then. Imagine having a friend with boobs as big as a football(soccer ball) but a lil' bit smaller. I was mesmerized, but I knew those were 50% fat and 50% pure natural god-given boobs because she was really big in size and not big-tall like Tieng-Tieng, big as in like 300 pounds big la. So right after I met her, my once belief of boobs make woman more attractive and womanly totally change. That was waaaaay huge and really too womanly. I can't imagine someone could carry that weight with them where ever they go. It must be tough. I of course learned to love Nana, because most black women that I know are of that size. So we bonded over clubbing and late supper in diners. I remembered how she used to joke about her boobs. She used to tell me that she would push her boobs up and put it on the table to serve as a pillow during boring lectures. I thought this was hilarious and she thought it was too. She would end her stories about her boobs with "..that's the best thing about my boobs," and I respected her for her confidence and her dignity.

Then, there's this girl I know who went through breast reduction. She hated her boobs and this girl, she's not big sized or weigh 300 pounds. She's just a medium framed girl with big D boobs. She never felt comfortable and thought that a breast reduction would elevate her confidence because she felt that wherever she goes, people would talk about her boobs. Upon healing from her breast reduction surgery, we went clubbing. She loved her new sets of boobs as they can fit well into tank tops and boob tubes and that she never had to worry about her friends popping out. That breast reduction really made her feel better about herself.

So, we can conclude from all these incidents that

women can never be satisfied by how they look.
different women, have different comfort and confidence level.
I still like boobs.
Unlike men, women are beautiful creatures because they have different chest sizes ranging from A to DD or even more.
what makes a women womanly is how confident she is and also by the emergence of her boobs.

2005-01-04T00:26:00.000+08:00

Mental note to self : I should exercise more.
Mental note to self : I should not be too lazy.

I've been getting sleepy these past few weeks for no reason. I've had enough sleep, enough rest and enough everything to make myself function like a proper human, not a zombie. I'll sleep at 1.30 am and wake up at 12.00 and if i'm not wrong that's like 10 hours worth of sleep. I've read somewhere that a normal person will need sleep not more than 8 hours. So, there you go, that's extra 2 hours worth of sleep, and now wonder I'm getting sleepy all the time. Exceeding your sleep time will cause you to want to sleep more and that's what I've been going through.

I'll feel even more sleepier after lunch! Sometimes if I give in to my bodily needs, I'll take a nap right after lunch. You must be wondering, I would grow sideways by now. Not yet but I believe I will be soon if I don't get my ass up to work out.

Sometimes when I'm in front of the computer or even doing something like reading or watching TV in the afternoon, I would feel so tired and my mind would just blanked out and I have to take a nap. I feel that my problem is that without me working out, the blood just won't flow to my brain, and that my friends, will cause you to feel sleepy. And no doubt, I'm feeling a little hazy and sleepy already when I'm writing this.

I wish I could still be more active like I was when I'm in high school. Even then I was not considered the active one compared to some other classmates who are really good in sports. These people are the ones who scored best in P.E class and represents the school in various sport events. The runners have long, lean legs and I remembered that they were really really fast. Then, there's the netball team. These girls are tall and big and thin and fast and the list goes on. I could never be one of them because like I said, I was not the active one and I'm considered more active before then now because when in high school P.E is a compulsory course. Anyway, now that I'm recalling high schools times, I feel that P.E is a good thing as it keeps us going on until the end of the day. No wonder, I've always been sleepy during the days when there's no P.E classes and always been not sleepy when we had one. Just conincidence? I don't think so!

2005-01-01T14:38:00.000+08:00

New Year Day - celebrated without any alcohol, a sudden decision to go Niagara Falls at 11.30 for countdown. Went there, watch fireworks and we head home right away. Sad?

Niagara Falls

Gene and Me

baby and me

Fireworks. Yay!

2005-01-01T12:00:00.000+08:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR DAY EVERYBODY

Blessed year ahead
Happiness and joy
A great life

2004-12-31T02:04:00.000+08:00

For this year, I would choose not to have any New Year's resolutions because I believe that I am not disciplined enough to obey each and every resolutions that I came up with. So it's really pointless. I just like to go with the flow - it's better because one, you won't get dissapointed and two, you won't feel useless about not fulfilling every freaking resolutions. Believe me when I say I'm through with resolutions. I've set resolutions from getting thinner to be succesful by 24 and none of them was fulfilled in the course of my life. I'm turning 24 in 2005 and yet I'm still jobless and not getting anything done yet. Pathetic aye?

See, that's the thing about every new year day. How many people you know that actually fulfilled every single things they set to do in the list? I know none. All my friends never fulfilled any of their new year's resolutions, including moi. So, really, what's with new year's resolutions and all anyway? It's never fulfilled but only meant to be broken. Then, what's the point to even listing down all the things to do for year 2005. I'd say forget about it and live life to max. Cheers

In one of my sentimental moods.

2004-12-29T10:19:00.000+08:00

My heart goes out to everyone whose family members or friends are killed in the Tsunami tragedy. Even though none of my friends or my family members are killed, I still feel sad for what has happened. It's funny how people go through each day without realizing that something like this might happen. It's devastating to know that more than 25,000 people are dead, just like that. So sad....

2004-12-27T14:07:00.000+08:00

Everybody was asking me what did I do for christmas..To tell you the truth, I've did nothing that I'm proud of for christmas, no exchanging gifts with multitudes of friends(well, maybe just one), no singing carols, no christmas tree and worst of all, no christmas atmosphere at all. It's just not the same christmas I used to spend with my family back home. We used to get so excited over christmas. Decorating christmas tree, getting all excited 2 weeks before christmas to plan for the perfect gift for everyone, christmas dinners and most of all, the comfort of close friends and family. Well, I only spent my christmas with my boyfriend, a girlfriend and a guy friend. That's how pathetic it is, BUT at the very least I should be very thankful cause at least I have three other people to spend christmas with.

Even with the big celebration for christmas here in the states, I can't really feel the real christmas spirit and enjoyment that I used to have back at home. I might drive around and see most houses lit with beautiful lights and decorated with the fanciest christmas decorations available, walk into a mall where all the stores are all prep with christmas-y atmopshere and children lining up to take pictures with Santa, and people greet each other "merry christmas", but I still don't feel the christmas spirit around. I really miss christmas back home and I'm really looking forqard to spend christmas with my family soon.

2004-12-25T14:03:00.000+08:00

Have a very very blessed Merry Christmas everybody!

Jesus is the reason for Christmas!!

2004-12-25T12:30:00.000+08:00

Christmas Eve is a disaster! N0t being able to go anywhere because the weather is turning really bad. With low visibility and anticipated 6-12 inches of snow.. What a boo-boo situation for christmas Eve!

A tribute to black men

2004-12-23T12:01:00.000+08:00

Snoop Dogg is cool. He got that thing going on with, even though he really looked like a dog. But the way he moves, the way he acts, the way he talks, Damn! he got that 101% coolness in him. But of course, as cool as Snoop Dogg can be, nothing can drop it like it's hot as much as Pharell. He's too hot to be on TV and he makes great music with great beat on it. Another black men that I adore is Usher. No. He's not good looking. I don't find him good looking, BUt his abs. MMMmmmmm. His abs is da bomb and his voice is velvety smooth. Who wouldn't want a man like that. I'ma telling you, I could just marry Barry White just for his voice. I'ma let him serenade me all day all night and when I don't want to listen to him sing, I'll just lock him up in the room and go about doing my things. So much for my attraction with men with thick, velvety voice.
well.. I'm just writing this to tell y'all that I have this thing with black men and plus I have nothing better to write. It's just something that crossed my mind when I was watching MTV.

2004-12-21T14:24:00.000+08:00

I'm leading a boring life, really. A boring life it is, that it comes to a point that I have nothing to write. It's horrendous when you know that your life consist of a routine that you don't even bother to write about it - Well, it's because, it's the same old, same old. So, until the next time I find something interesting to do, I bet I'll have something to write. well, since it's cold out,I'd rather snuggle up under the blanket and watch TV. Oh. White Chicks is funny.

2004-12-20T12:54:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I wonder why I chose Buffalo. The weather's crazy here. It's so cold out there, you'd freeze your ass. I can't imagine it's 1 degree fanrenheit now. Not to forget strong winds and high dew point ( and that my friends,means, chances of snowing is high). Bleh. Screw Buffalo!Never liked it anyway. Just here cause I'm here.

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I have to say that I do not like my mother a bit, sometimes. Don't even bother writing why. But one thing's for sure, she don't listen to your explanation at all. And it makes my life thousand times tougher. I love her alright, but she gotta give me a chance to say some things that I want to say. So really, screw her. I don't feel sorry, not even a bit.

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I just bought myself a cashmere sweater that cost me friggin' $158. Unbelievable. I will return them with no regrets because, the sales associate made me buy it. Not that I'm a person who is easily influenced. But she took that particular while-i'm-busy-shopping-for-christmas-gift moment to alter my buying decision. I happened to shop for a christmas outfit and was looking for a top to match my beautiful purple skirt. And of course, you standing there, and me in the wardrobing room, I would, at the very least ask you to give me an idea on what would match that skirt. Oh no, that tricky little sales associate brought the most expensive top in the store and handed it to me. And of course I tried it and loved it. Who would not love cashmere? I was rushed cause I had to go home in like 20 minutes. So I bought it, without looking at the price tag. But no, that lil' cunning sales associate was not able to successfully carry on her intentions. I will be back in that store tommorow morning and I will, with all my heart return that oh-so-comfortable pastel pink cashmere sweater. I love Banana Republic so much! But I had to do it.

2004-12-19T12:48:00.000+08:00

I just don't blog over the weekends. That's it. So, if you happen to see entries that are posted on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays, they are either posted in real time or postponed time. I cheat when I publish my entries.That's just because I'm not the most creative person who writes an entire thing of what happened to yours truly today. I just write when I have the mood to write. and if I don't, I'll just write a bunch of rubbish and make myself feel fulfilled. That's just me.

Read and Learn..and then laugh

2004-12-17T14:46:00.000+08:00

"There will be sex after death, we just won't be able to feel it." - Lily Tomlin

"If Bin Laden ever tried to attack New York again, I would beat him to death with my penis." - Hillary Clinton

"Be nice to your children, for they will choose your rest home." -Phyllis Diller

"Don't get mad. Don't get even. Just get elected, then get even." -James Carville

"Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is." - Barbara Bush - Former US First Lady

"Women now have choices. They can be married, not married, have a job, not have a job, be married with children, unmarried with children. Men have the same choice we've always had: work, or prison." - Tim Allen

"Everyone should have kids. They are the greatest joy in the world. But they are also terrorists. You'll realize this as soon as they are born, and they start using sleep deprivation to break you."
Ray Romano

2004-12-17T12:02:00.000+08:00

I'm currently learning more about HTML and going to delve into DreamWeaver. I have hopes of changing the layout of this blog. I feel that alot of people chose the same background as mine and I no longer feel special.

I, personally, for one, like to feel special. It gives me the feeling of superiority and It makes me feel that I'm prefered over many things by people. Call me crazy. Call me an attention seeker. I couldn't be bothered. Even though I cannot be percieved as special all the time by many, I know that I'm special to some people all the time. I'm a very sweet person.

People tell me all the time that I'm a friend who they can lean on, any time of the day. And I have to agree with them totally. I'm nice, I'm a sweet heart and I have a true sense of friendship in me. I know I sounded like bragging. But I ain't bragging and I know it.

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On the contrary, I'm also a person who's easily irritated by people who don't seem to realize that they are downrightly annoying. I have this 27 years old girl staying in the house, and I find her very annoying for her age. For example, today, It was the finale for The Apprentice and when Donald Trump announced Kelly as the winner, she screamed and punched the sofa and yelled "yes! Yes!" He won. Thanks but no thanks, I really do not expect this kind of attitude from a girl who's 4 years older than I am. The worst thing is that she have that squeaky voice that would irritate me endlessly. Another thing that bothers me is when she would over-react on things that don't need special reaction, like that Apprentice thingy. It's stupid really. Sometimes I wonder whether it's just me or it's just Buffalo. I can tell you that Buffalo is filled with many weird people. I can't count how many encounters I have with them. Thank goodness I'm not weird.

I'm the GREAT COOK

2004-12-16T11:57:00.000+08:00

I'm in the mood to show-off my great cooking skills. Check this out.

Nasi Lemak Fiesta

Dim Sum

My Hot Pot

The Thanksgiving Turkey Dinner

2004-12-15T12:36:00.000+08:00

It's excruciatingly annoying that the walls that surrounds me is as thin as paper. You see, the distance between my house and the road is not more than 1 meter. Worst of all, it's the area where students live and which, mostly consist of fraternities and sororities. So being young, driving a car, you have the tendency to
1. Speed.
2. have loud mufflers.
3. blast music loud from your cheap car sound system.

It's really irritating when they drive passed by my house. I could feel the walls thumping to the music that they blast from the sound system and each time that they drove by, the engine's so loud it shook the window pane and my dressing table, which of course I placed strategically near the window pane. I know I'm dumb. But my room is too small to actually plan on where I want to place my furniture.

So that's that.

I have really bad immune system. I'm down with flu and I'm definitely not the most friendliest when I'm sick. I get so moody and all so weak. My nose is stuffy, my body aches, I hate medicine bla bla bla and the list goes on. Hope I get well so I can sleep better. But I really like it when I'm down with flu, my voice sound really husky and all so sexy. Me liiiike it.

Being Absurdly Famous

2004-12-14T12:23:00.000+08:00

I must be a person who's easily discouraged cause most of the people I knew before are celebrities or that someone famous in Malaysia's entertainment industry and that really put my spirit down. I've always wanted to do something big with my voice but things didn't go my way. It's actually quite easy to be famous in Malaysia if you know somebody who is already influential in the entertainment industry.

When I think about Hannah Sarah Tan, Marion Rose Caunter, Chelsia Ng or Joanne Suraya, I will look back on what I could do and my "what-ifs". What if I don't go to US, what if I remain singing? Then, I believe other people could write about me as I write about these girls now. Actually, I knew if I've stayed, I would make it big too. Oh well, maybe next time?

I love you

2004-12-13T11:06:00.000+08:00

Lately, I've been asked by my fellow friends in Malaysia as to when will I be coming home. Seriously people, I don't have any clue. I miss you guys too and also looking to forward to hang out with you guys. But, I really want to stay here and if I go back I'm afraid I might not be granted another visa to re-enter US. I don't want that to happen. So, my most current plan will be enrolling myself in to UB's School Of Management for the MBA program. If everything goes smoothly, I will start being a student again on August. So, hopefully all's well ends well.

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This go to my dear friend Evelyn Marion Lau Ee Mei - You friggin' bitch! I miss you heaps too and I will come back soon. This time we going to hang out with Nazlina and bring back the old times. Man! Now that I think about last time, I felt so embarassed. We were so childish back then. The slappings and the back stabbings and all those shit. But now, I feel so happy that we can leave everything behind and hang out again just like normal people. But I really had fun during those teen years when we bitch around, eyeing guys, prank callings and all the cat fights we had together. I have to admit that I have this love - hate relationship with you. Ha! now Eve is so different - playgirl turned serious eh? Want to get married with our sailor boy ya?

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And to Chern the now straight haired girl. The world is such a small world, no? How come you and Evelyn be friends? Really, I guess everybody from Penang knows somebody. I wish you a belated Happy Birthday and hope you look sexier as you get older, cause you are really looking sexier. Can I say this? "Damn! you're hot!" But I really would like to confess that I've always loved your legs since I the time I knew you. I remembered, us; you, may yin, cheryl, me and Deborah took the "spice Girls" picture. I always tell my friend how I loved your legs and how they are long and lean. And of course my friends knew I didn't create that one out - they agreed, totally, with me! So you are not fat at all, and stop bitching around and say that you are.

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I miss everybody because I'm very lonely here, especially in the afternoons.

Cocky people should burn in hell

2004-12-11T09:07:00.000+08:00

I have to say that I hate cocky and stuck up people. Well, you have to congratulate me then, cause I had an encounter with one today. So, I went to the MBA office to ask a few questions about MBA in UB. I walked up the receptionist desk. And:
I: Hi! Can I get an admission form for the MBA program?
Cocky Secretary: (monotonous, bored) International student?
I: (smiled sarcastically) Yea
Cocky Secretary: You can get it online from the MBA website.
I: What's the deadline for Fall 2005?
Cocky Secretary: April
I: Thank You.. ( Can you imagine me? After being treated like that and still I have the audicity to say Thanks)
Cocky Secretary: Uh huh

So what kind of manners is that? I'm aware that the MBA in UB is the top 50 MBA school in US. So friggin' what! I don't give a damn! I was so pissed that I ended up not asking the bitch any questions. My loss? Whatever!

2004-12-08T14:23:00.000+08:00

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..... The power of advertisement.
Now, I actually have people reading my lil' blog here. Ain't that exciting?

And oh! After Gene read one of my entries, she agreed to exchange christmas present with me. I'm like so excited. But she told me she wanted to give me her naked picture. Signed, Sealed and Delivered. Thanks but no thanks, Gene. I rather have something else. Maybe your Ipod?

2004-12-07T03:06:00.000+08:00

Random Thoughts

I hate stuck up people.

I think Anna Nicole Smith is a real dumb blonde.

I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.

I think people who are majoring in the area of Engineering, Science, Mathematics are really smart people.

One day, if I will be as thin as Nicole Kidman, I would shave my head bald

Do people add most people into their Friendster's list or do most people being added into?

Jessica Simpson's mouth is big. I don't like a her a bit when she sings. She's ugly

I watch MTV on a daily basis.

I watched SpongeBob Squarepants and actually liked it. ( it only recently grew on me)

I don't think Brad Pitt is cute at all.

I think the hottest, sexiest man on earth is... I can't think of anyone.

I find it stupid when TNT airs Lord Of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Rings for the umpteenth times. God knows how many times many of us have watched it.

I hate anal-retentive person. They are annoyingly retarded!

I believe that advertising people are the most creative people ever born in the whole enitre world.

I am not a shallow person, though I speak and behave like one.

I'm a smart person. Definitely not a nerd!

Indians are smart people, but too bad, they are stinky people.