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And malaysia turns 50!

And malaysia turns 50!

I’m currently blogging via my phone as my home internet has been down for days. Will write more when i have a proper computer. Happy 50th independence day, malaysia! And unfortunately, it’s brian’s 6th death anniversary too. 🙁 ta, talk later! :-*
(/edited) @ 9.36am; 01.09.07
finally, a decent computer with an internet connection. how was your merdeka celebration? i spent last night bbq-ing at hugh’s place with bii. it was modest yet fun. somehow bbq makes my face radiant. lol. anyway, yesterday might mark our country’s 50th independence day but it was also brian sahyang’s death anniversary. an angel who was always there for me, regardless of what time it was. always comforting me, supporting me and feeding me with confidence throughout my hard times. he was either the world’s best gentleman or just the biggest buaya ever. oh, how i miss you, brian oliver corray. and how i know you’ll always be looking down at us (the ebj – evelyn, becky, jolyne), protecting us, just like how you’ve always been doing.
with weepy contents aside, today also marks my 100th week together with iskii and… it’s our 23rd months together too. how time has flown past us. how much we’ve shared our lives together. and how so alike we both are, inside out. people think we actually look like one another now, which is hilarious. but it’s a good sign. i love him to bits. for always, always tolerating my nonsenses. always accepting my sarcasms and how i like to make fun of him. such a darling. such a jewel. i love you, bii!

happy 23rd monthliiversarii & 100th weekiiversarii!
happy 50th merdeka, malaysia!

oh, and congrats to my darling chimui, michelle, on her holy union with her husband, daniel brock, in canada. we hope to see you soon. and i just got my liverpool jersey hot from UK, only to find out that it’s made in thailand. adoi! but i still love it!
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i don’t like my bf la!

i don’t like my bf la!

i so don’t like my boyfriend because he’s always in luck! first, he was one of the earlier winners of flyfm’s film fiasco (which, for your info, i’ve been smsing till my fingers are sored and still no luck while he got picked just by sending two smses!) and then he got a call from mix.fm, being one of the selected 300 people who are eligible to participate in living with ika, serena c & pietro competition that will win you RM50,000 if you get the most publicity. he disqualified himself because he has got a paintball tournament this weekend. bloody hell. i don’t like him la. bleurghs. and as what belinda chee would say in her recent vios tv commercial, “SO LUCKY!”. *rolls eyes*
(/edited) @ 11:21pm; 24.08.07
since i don’t have anything to make you people envy me, i’ll show you photos of food to let you drool further until i can think of something better. i’m pretty much having a brain drain at the moment and the thought of having to wake up at 4am for a shoot in genting with dozen of kids is … so the not thrilling. i’ve already armed myself with A LOT of candies to blackmail them make sure they behave themselves but seriously, and i mean, seriously, i am so not a KID person. BAHS! bahstheblacksheep! oh, have i mentioned my bro had to be admitted to the hospital out of a sudden because of a huge lump growing on his neck? SO, not a good weekend. toodles, peeps! photos, you keep yakking! i need to, mentally prepare myself for tomorrow.

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(/edited) @ 11:23am; 26.08.07
i am currently both, a phengophobia (fear of daylight and sunshine) and heliophobia (fear of sun) because i was exposed to just VERY LITTLE SUNSHINE in genting with lots of mist, and yet, i got myself like 30% burnt! OMFG. it hurts so damn badly and my skin feels so raw & tight. it’s been making me easily agitated and i’ve been snapping at people since i realised i was sunburnt (which is basically because of the pain i have to endure with). and out of all nights, my parents wanted to go to the malaysian international fireworks competition but i’ve been making noise about wanting to go too, so i obliged. OMFG. what a freaking big mistake. it was freaking jam on the way to putrajaya and everyone was really annoyed at one another AND the best part of them all, we’ve managed to only catch a glimpse of it. LIKE LESS THAN 3 SECONDS!. and then, we had to crawl all the way damn home BECAUSE THE DAMN ROAD SYSTEM IN PUTRAJAYA SUCKS!. we were stucked for two hours after the ‘3-second’ show we got to see and the people there were so damn rowdy. omfg. NO MORE PUTRAJAYA FOR ME. it’s amazing how it’s suppose to be some modern smart city but the roads are so freaking ill planned! blahs. ok, i know i’ve been whining throughout this entire post but please cut me some slack. i’m currently in the midst of so much ill feelings towards a certain people (together with a few others, actually) that i have to face frequently. i’ve been bottling it up for so long, so it’s time i let some ‘heat’ get out of me since i’ve got a burnt face, waist, neck and arms as an excuse!
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p/s: updated my clicks page. do inform me if your link’s not there.
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all good shows must come to an end.

all good shows must come to an end.

it’s just so truly tragic that gilmore girls has to stop at season seven because they cannot reach an agreement with warner bros or rather, “irreconcilable differences“, as how hollywood couples like to cite it as a reason for a divorce. this series have influenced me tremendously especially in polishing up my wittiness and sarcasm skills. i tend to speak faster & sharper after a series or two of lorelai & rory gilmore. and i think it’s okay to be a single parent someday because of lorelai. and i’ve always believed that someday, someone that has always been a backbench player in my life will be the co-star, ala luke. i can’t imagine living without the gilmore girls but all good things must come to an end. like how sex & the city had to but as a consolation, there’ll be a movie coming soon. i was a really late follower of satc because i’ve managed to watch the first episode of the first season only after they’ve filmed the last season. boohoo, i know, but like the saying goes, ‘better late than never’.
i’ve always hated sarah jessica parker but i guess the series did change my perception on her. i seriously thought of her as an ugly drunkard with a broken nose before but her nose somehow doesn’t look as crooked in the series. and she just looks more human in it. tho i gotta admit that her dressing sense is pretty much ‘off’ like half of the time but i guess the blame’s gotta be on the stylist but hey, isnt she like one of the producers of the series? i guess i was in love with carrie bradshaw rather than sjp herself (although i heard she’s pretty nice in person). it’s sad that good series has to go one by one and crappy shits like one tree hill, the oc, and falcon beach are taking over. ppppbffffhts, bimbo series! oh, and they should really bring back family guy back to our shores. amazing witty series. rock on! till then, i’ll have to rely on my dvd collections until there’s something actually good to watch on tv. toodles!

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THIS (ABOVE!) will be the new format for my multiply album because i am OH-SO-DARN-SICK of people ripping my photos and cropping my watermark away. firstly, it’s freaking rude to do so and secondly, it’s bloody unethical. THIRDLY, it’s even more wrong if you are to replace with your own url or whatsoever credits linked to you and solely you because the photos are taken by me WITH my camera so if there are gonna be credits, it should be to me. and i hope this does not cause any ill-feeling to those who are guilty. it’s just to remind you that removing credits are ULTIMATELY WRONG. danke.
p/s: i know it’s an ugly cake but it was orgasmic! lol. and my bii got it for my birthday, so whatthehell. toodles!

happiness is no good.

happiness is no good.

(/edited) @ 11:56pm; 12.08.07

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omg, i’ve found the perfect dining place, yet very modest. so close to the concept i plan to open someday. the best alternative to delicious by ms. read (which btw, is starting to suck big time and i’m trying to avoid going there as much as possible after my nasty food poisoning) too. introducing… *insert drumrolls*… FOOD FOUNDRY!!! omfg. i so do not know where to start. this place weirdly reminds me of delicious a lot but with BETTER FOOD FOR ALMOST HALF THE PRICE (except for the desserts though). you should really try whatever’s recommended by that chef because i tell you, IT’S FREAKING GOOD! i wanted to keep this a secret dining place but what the hell. because I LOVE YOU ALL, i’m sharing. sharing is caring, what. i’ve had such bad karma last week so spreading some joy and love would be good. aaahhh.. i’m so going to be there all the time from now. so lovely, so addictive. even sp’s mom is willing to buy me dinner if i promise to bring her there just by listening to what we had to say about the chicken cordon bleu. i would so like to thank ming yang for mentioning about this place in myb. YOU SHOULD FREAKING READ THEIR STORY ON THE PLACE ITSELF. so freaking hilarious, i tell you. reminds me of an episode of gilmore girls where luke brought lorelai for a date and she began reading one of those menu histories(okay, hard to relate, i know). hoho. so euphoric. so nice la. so the sedap. yums!
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(/edited) @ 4:56pm; 10.08.07
i just made a man fly to the middle of the road, unintentionally. i was opening my colleague’s car door during lunch hour when a motorcyclist just suddenly appeared and hit the door. his things were strewn all over the road and then an idiotic bastard came up to us, making really racist comments and scolding us all sorts of things. look asshole, it’s not that we’re not taking any responsibilities, AND, you fucking bastard, how the hell does it concern you? AND, dumbwit, what the hell does the color of the skin play any role in this incident? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT WE SAW A MALAY MOTORIST COMING SO WE SWUNG THE DOOR OPEN TO WATCH A MALAY SUPERMAN IN ACTION? idiots. dont let me start on all the racists comments because this clearly was an accident. and according to wikipedia, an accident is an event that occurs unexpectedly and unintentionally. if you ever know how to use the internet, do google it up yourself, you imbecile pr**k!
anyways, i paid the man RM50 and brought him to the clinic. the doc insisted that all the man was suffering was a sprained leg and there’s nothing serious. paid his remaining bill and the doc said that should the man bug me in the future, just don’t pick up his call. i seriously hope he doesn’t call me. i so do not want to be extorted. and to the stupid kaypohchee (busybody) passerby, sila jangan jaga tepi kain orang (mind your own business). brrr.. i hope the guy’s fine. we gave him extra rm15 for lunch cause he was telling us that he haven’t had his lunch. and now i’m worried about my colleague’s car door. i wonder how much more do i have to fork out. bahs! i’ll take this as a charity and to buang sui (throw bad karma? lol, i dunno how to translate that wei). amen. hope all is well.
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you know what? i don’t think happiness is a good thing. know why? CAUSE I FREAKING JUST PUT ON 4 KGS!!! ptuiks! happiness, shoo you go. actually, not very happy anymore la after weighing myself. i’ve been munching helluva a lot lately and i seriously wish i’d know why. AIRGH! i’m not hungry but i think it’s more like greedy. what the hell is wrong with me?! *bashes weighing scale & burns all size S & M tops (yes, i once wore those sizes!)*
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yes, i got the bigger breasts i’ve wished for. but with a bigger butt and even larger & flabby jell-o like tummy! this is so not what i’ve asked for. see, kids, you should really be more careful when you make your wishes before blowing the candles!
p/s: rushing for time. more photos when i, you know, have more tick tocks. toodles!

it’s official!

it’s official!

(/edited) @ 1:23am, 06.08.07
lol. the celebration still isn’t really over. or at least, it feels like it hasn’t. i’ve never felt so grateful in my life about anything before until yesterday. baaahs. could this be what happens when you turn 23 19? i wonder. and if you haven’t read this, well, shame on you! it’s the besterestestestest entry that anyone could ever write about someone. GO READ! and ich liebe dich, sp!

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more photos when i’m slightly more sober. toodles! gotta go back to work again later today. blahs!
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(/edited) @ 4:17am, 05.08.07
omg, you do not know how fortunate i am to have such great friends. i am so freaking ecstatic. first, bii conned everyone into thinking that i’m 19 years old this year. and on my cake, he got me only two long candles to signify me turning into 20. people were confused with my age thingy. and last but not least, my friends are the besterestestest friends ever on earth. i might sound like a bimbo right now, but i so don’t freaking care. I LOVE YOU GUYS! ICH LIEBE DICH! AISHITERU! hoho. photos later when i’m less exhausted. toodlelings!
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i’ve officially turned TWENTY THREE (actually, i was an afternoon kid la, but i dont think it really matters)!!! ohmiyami, the air somehow feels dryer and i just spot crows feet on my face. and, is my breast suddenly saggier? great. let’s have a toss. to saggy tits & wrinkly skin. amen.