Monthly Archives: July 2008

the end, the beginning & the deprived.

the end, the beginning & the deprived.

after a year plus of fighters club, i am unofficially ‘relieving’ myself from it. i will be there for those who need me, or at least, TRY to, because it consumes too much of my life & time. work, especially, has been neglected and i don’t wanna slip from that. you may think that it’s dramatic, to be announcing your ‘departure’ from what many see as ‘just another game’ but fighters club has taught me a lot about things, people & life. i’ve met some of the best people on earth, bonded & made friendships that were incredible, shared memories that are going to last a long time and the many beautiful things that can only possibly happen when you put a whole lot of interesting people together. i’ve had some sort of excitement finally after years of neglecting my social life. the fun in jumping for fights together, bitching about the opposite side – whom we’ve unofficially called the ‘darkside’ & the ‘lightside’, corny, i know. or hanging out in real life for some kick ass parties; drinking and dancing until daylight greets us. group chatting on msn until eight in the morning. things that i have not done, probably, since my breast started developing. it is really, one of the most orgasmic happenstance ever, to meet these people. thank you, and i love you guys truly, deeply, madly.
i was at daughtry’s concert last saturday. managed to get the tickets with TWO EXTRA (only on the day itself) after persuading people for months! as most of you know, i’ve been raving about daughtry as the man with sexiness oozing out of his every pores. despite being two hours late (the traffic wasn’t helping, you see), i still had to wait for an additional two hours with prepuberty teens and kids in diapers (majority, that is) before he finally came in. had the perfect spot on the pavement with the best view ever. i thought i was the biggest daughtry fan in my family and among my friends but my sis proved me wrong. she freaking fainted RIGHT before daughtry came!. which actually pissed me off. HAHA. i make an awful sister but ive always dreamt of meeting daughtry and she has to faint just a few seconds before he comes out right? apparently she just felt dizzy and fainted. and no, she’s not over EXCITED about him coming out, i made that up. i rushed her to the nearby paramedics, and listen to people cheering because there’s two vacant spots now on the ‘perfect spot’. “opportunistic heartless idiots,” i smirked and pushed my sister away. after making sure she’s fine, im back, pushing my way through to ‘the perfect spot’. i was overwhelmed with emotions. it’s daughtry, right before my eyes. watching him perform over you was ultimately priceless.
and on the thursday before daughtry, we were out on a mission. to send ryan to heaven. we made him drink beers, flaming, back to beers, and four flamings at one go, and two long island tea, and then more beer. and five second later, he vomited. if only i could summarise everything with a camera & a photoshop. i’d like to have a photoshop cs3 for my birthday. i’m photoshop deprived. see how lengthy this entry is. and how dull it looks without photos. *i scratch you*. you can’t picture that in your head can you. imagine if i had a photo of me scratching you. that would be hilarious wouldn’t it. yea, i thought so.
and i bought a new digital camera in less than 10 minutes yesterday & my hair consist of five colors now with fugly bangs but i’ll get into that another day. i walked up to the camera store that was closing. he (the sales assistant) told me i had only 5 minutes to buy. i tested it by clicking once, and bought it on the spot. i’m impulsive. and unpredictable. but i like the fact that i’m like that. and i would take photos of me being impulsive. and unpredictable. if i have photoshop. see how i’m rambling now. see what living life without photoshop does to me? i’m babbling. you don’t like that do you? i find it annoying. GET ME PHOTOSHOP! haha. i have interesting photos from the past few weeks. but no, i can’t share them with you. because i’m photoshop-less. and i think you got my point already. so get for me, as a birthday present, ya?
p/s: my bii’s now a grandpa to baby gerbils. yay! congrats biibii!

it was worth the two million ringgit, definitely.

it was worth the two million ringgit, definitely.

it was the best party ever. dancing on couches, pouring drinks on people when i cant finish them, drinking alco all night long from jugs, snuggling with celebrities that i used to work with or am working with, dirty dancing, screaming my lungs out at flo rida, posing for various cameras (both media and non media), wiggling my ass off the night… and the list just goes on and on and on.
man, i miss partying. and i mean, partying hard. tonight’s happenings will stay in my head for a long time to come. i feel so young once again. so rejuvenated. thank you guys for making the party such a great one for me. i love you all too. too bad iskii had to miss it for a tournament in kedah. you missed out a whole lot of things, bii. *hums and sings “shorty got low … low …. low”* man, i can get use to this! 😀

omfg, free UNWANTED publicity!

omfg, free UNWANTED publicity!

OMFG! daniel msged me in facebook with these lines:
6:35pm Daniel:
eh
saw the noticeboard
6:35pm Becky
why ah
6:35pmDaniel
u were the one who got robbed few years ago
cos they say refer to URL .. tickle-me.net
alamak
u notice that right?
in the UG bulletin board
outside the mail box there
that was all i got since i was away in a discussion. i panicked la of course when i saw that. apparently the management of my condo has distributed my link for residents to read the story from a ‘victim’ of one of the many robbery incidents that has happened in within my condominium. okay, that was quite a mouthful but LIKE WHATTHEHELL?! it seems that because i had some story/photos of the incident, i am portrayed as the victim. now not only are my links being publicly displayed on the bulletin board of my condominium, but the same copy is distributed to EVERY SINGLE UNIT, meaning thousands & more! for your info, the only thing that was ‘robbed’ from me were shoes and slippers left outside of my main door. handbags were never snatched, nor knives were ever pointed to my neck. i dunno what the article has to say about me because i’m hours away from going home so i’ll only know the damage caused much later. IF any of you are here because of that article, i’d like to actually know what it is about.
so now, before my parents find out about this site, i will need to get my fat ass home and kill the evidence. I DO NOT NEED THE PUBLICITY! bahs. i mean, my site stats has dwindled from 200+ visitors to 20+ visitors over the years and i actually feel comfortable with that. this is actually quite kan cheongly funny okay.
(/edited) @ 8.12pm; 14th July 2008
this sucks. my gerbil gave birth two days ago to four lovely pups. and they’re all dead now because the mom has rejected them. let’s have a moment of silence for them, please. *amen*
(/edited)