It's all about me, myself & I

Annoucement

2005-09-27T09:21:00.000+08:00

Hmm....don't know if many of you know this but I've MOVED! :D

Yes, sorry I couldn't inform you all earlier about this. Was having some problems merging Blogger posts over to my NEW place. Anyway, this is to officially invite you over to my new place :

Little Cozy Corner!!

Be sure to bring your friends along. :P

Good bye & Farewell

2005-09-11T19:26:00.000+08:00

It was a sad day today. :(

Today, mummy and I bid farewell to our beloved Timon. Yes,...exactly 2 weeks ago since I found him. Sigh. This morning, before we went to Alor Setar, we left him where I had found him...well, not EXACTLY where I found him (which was on the main road) but a place FAR away from the main road. At least (I hope), he will be safer and happier now that he's back 'home'. You should have seen him 'run'!

The minute I took him out of the bag and place him in the lush green grass/vegetation - he REALLY made a dash for it. I think he was SO afraid that I'd run after him and grab him or something. I guess he REALLY wasn't happy with us, even though I thought he enjoyed roaming my huge garden. :( I still am wondering what he was living on coz everything we tried feeding him with, didn't seem to be his taste. I bet he's having a feast this very moment.

Here's hoping you're much more happy now that you're home, Timon. Gonna miss you much but I know that this is for the best. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! *sniff sniff*

Good bye & Farewell, Timon!!

Shallow minded society?

2005-09-10T15:04:00.000+08:00

‘Huh??? Divorced already?? What happened? Why like that? Aiiyooo…..how now ar? The family must surely feel sad, so upsetting. After this, don’t know who’s going to marry her. *While shaking head and handing out insincerely sympathy. And just waiting to tell Aunty CNN about it so that together they can go forth and 'proclaim' the lastest news in town.* Tsk..tsk..tsk, poor thing.’

Bet you’ve heard this a million and one times before, right? Even if it didn’t concern your family, it might have happened to some friend or acquaintance before. It really is no longer a shock nor a surprise to hear this any more. Why? Simply because it’s happening around almost every corner, every other day. Our courthouse is FILLED with such cases, rows and rows of couples queuing up to end a relationship they once thought could last a lifetime. Couples who tied the knot and once believed that they would sail the seven seas of a lifetime together, brave every storm that comes their way and celebrate in the triumph, but then….what happened? . Anything could have caused this major decision : things just weren’t working out (despite trying to reconcile), it wasn’t meant to be (and only NOW we realize it) or even the interference of a third party (s/he understands me more than you do, you don’t spend enough time with me, you don’t know me..bla, bla, bla). And after the drama and commotion, the couple heads for a divorce. Then what? Change of status….EGAD!! . She’s a divorcee – BIG DEAL!!! You know, I’m really sick and tired of hearing what the society thinks of divorcees, in general. Really, what’s the big deal? Being a divorcee is nothing more than a status. It doesn’t make you any less human, it doesn’t make you lose your self worth, you are still who you are and if at all it means something, it means that you’ve learnt a valuable lesson, it makes you a stronger person, makes you realize where you went wrong and NEVER make the same mistake again. Why have I brought this up? Well, because it simply irks me when I think what and how OUR society thinks and behaves when the word ‘divorcee’ is mentioned. . I know of this single guy, we were chit chatting one day and he was telling me how there was this one time he and his friends were sitting around and ~~wasting~~ catching up with times when their conversation steered into the realms of dating women. So happens that there was this one lady who was a divorcee in the company he worked for and the guys were teasing him, asking him to go tackle her coz he was single. But he didn’t want to. So I asked him why not. Can you guess what he answered me? ‘Buat aper? Dah second hand. (Whatever for? Already second hand.)’ and I was like WTF??? And the smug look he had on his face said it all, he was actually proud of his answer. I was shocked!! Totally appalled by his answer AND reaction. Not a single neuron in him showed any sign of regret after what he said to me. I couldn’t believe my ears. Is THIS what most people think divorcees are – second hand? Just because they were once married? Divorcees are still human, for God's sake!! . It’s really funny coz the way I see it, it’s the age old case of if a woman sleeps around, she’s a slut but if a man sleeps around, he’s a stud. I think this ‘concept’ has some how revolutionised itself to fit into the description of a divorcee. If she’s a divorcee, she’s second hand, if he’s a divorcee….hhmm, funny that, no seems to be bothered if HE was a divorcee. It’s always the women who seem to look bad. Where’s the sane justification here?? I really don’t get it. You know what’s the BEST way to get our society talking? Very simple, just throw in a notion of a single man marrying a divorcee – WHOAH!! The story will live on. Why? Because *people* love gossip and making up stories. ‘Why? S/He can’t find a single wo/man is it? Must marry a divorcee ar?’ and the story can live on forever and ever – jokes aside. What I don’t understand is, why is it that we make such a big deal out of it? Why can’t people accept the fact that if a marriage turns sour and a divorce happens, the PEOPLE don’t change, they are STILL the same individual; the only thing that has changed is their marital status. And if they are lucky and agreeable, an annulment can be arranged, all the best for both sides. But otherwise, WHAT’S THE BIG DEAL? Question (only to those with children) : How many of you out there who SERIOUSLY wouldn’t mind letting you kids marry a divorcee? Knowing very well that they can easily marry a single wo/man but they choose otherwise. What would you reaction be? Would you allow it? Would you be OK with it? OR would you kick up a fuss so huge that even God would have to zap you just so you’d calm down? In a worst case scenario (I’ve heard this happening before, so don't think I'm just spitting it out), would you disown your child? What would you do? . I know a few people who are divorcees and I can tell you that they would give ANYTHING in the world to keep this dark secret from society, if possible erase it from their lives simply because they are afraid. So afraid that the society will look down on them and react negatively towards them, talk behind their backs and make them feel like they have lost their self worth. Isn’t it already stressful enough to go through one of the most painful things in life – ending a once harmonious relationship and then society barges its way through and make things worst by adding insult to injury? I’m not saying that everyone in our society is like that, but the ones who are such, are the main cause and reason why people make such a big deal out of it! Such people make divorce sound dirty and shameful, when it’s not at all! I mean, come on…it’s the new millennium. Times have changed and people are more daring to stand up for what they think is right and fight for it. Thus, resulting in ending a marriage which they know cannot be restored. Is it WRONG of them to try and correct the mistaken they made? Doesn’t everyone want a good and happy life? If that is so, then why can’t society just accept the fact that the act of divorce is merely a step one takes in order to (hopefully) move on to a better life? . You know, seriously, life is just TOO short and really....so much more than just marital status.

What to say when....

2005-09-08T13:02:00.000+08:00

....people ask you, 'Why aren't you married yet?' This is what you answer.... '' Snappy Comebacks to the age old question "Why aren't you married yet?"

You haven't asked yet.
I was hoping to do something meaningful with my life.
What? And spoil my great sex life?
Why aren't you thin yet?
Because I just love hearing this question.
Just lucky, I guess.
It gives my mother something to live for.
My fiancee is awaiting his/her parole.
I'm still hoping for a shot at Miss/Mr. America.
Do you know how hard it is to get two tickets to Miss Saigon?
I'm waiting until I get to be your age.
It didn't seem worth a blood test.
I already have enough laundry to do, thank you.
Because I think it would take all the spontaneity out of dating.
My co-op board doesn't allow spouses.
I'd have to forfeit my billion dollar trust fund.
They just opened a great singles bar on my block.
I wouldn't want my parents to drop dead from sheer happiness.
I guess it just goes to prove that you can't trust those voodoo doll rituals.
What? And lose all the money I've invested in running personal ads?
We really want to, but my lover's spouse just won't go for it.
I don't want to have to support another person on my paycheck.
Nobody would believe me in white.
I'm married to my career, although recently we have been considering a trial separation.

(IAMBITTER.COM)

UPDATED :

I never realise my *ahem* readers had more snappy ones to add on so, here they are!

What???And share my money?? - Laid Bare
I prefer getting angpow than giving them - Inevitable
I SHIOK-LEH!!! YOU BEH KHAT-AR??? ANNCHUAH? AI SIU PHAK AR??? - Cmos

*Sides in stitches!!! Wipes tears off eyes.* Thanks, Amara. :P

Come party and bottoms up all the way!!!

2005-09-08T12:22:00.000+08:00

I’ve been wanting to write this for AGES but never really got around it. This thought was actually triggered by a particular post by Centerpide on clubbing which I read some time ago. I thought it would be a good idea to share my experience, views and what I see when I go clubbing. . I won’t deny the fact that THOSE days are gone. ‘THOSE days’ meaning partying from 10pm right up to 4am or even more. I love dancing and loud music – what other reason would I go to a club for?? Yes, at one point in my life – that was my lifestyle, a typical young adult/teen’s lifestyle. No need to pretend as it seems like as if it is something new or shocking to you. We’ve all been down that road once before – not all but most people have. Some didn’t like the idea and quit while others like myself, LOVED it (and still do), and continued to enjoy what little enjoyment and entertainment the clubbing scene could give. I’ve slowed down A LOT these couple of years, most likely due to various reasons from living too far from Penang (Yes, distance is a pain in the arse and no, I’m not THAT desperate that I need to go clubbing EVERYWEEK) to not having the proper company (As it seems like as if all my partying kaki has since disappeared from the face of the earth and my best friend lives in KL) to realizing that clubbing extensively is really a waste of time AND money. . Let me share with you an incident, no – 2 incidences actually. One directly connected with me and another is a typical club scene. College days were the BEST days of my life (Hope Bryan Adams doesn’t sue me for quoting part of his lyrics from ‘Summer of 69’. Heh.). Really. I wouldn’t change it for the world and what I’ve experience then, has served as a VERY VERY good lesson that has lasted till now and I believe for the rest of my life. I have to thank my mum for being open-minded enough and letting me go out and experience LIFE as it is. And THIS is a part and parcel of life. I can actually look back now and say, ‘Yes, I’ve experience it all. I know what it’s like.’ Although the lessons I learnt were the hard way, I think it leaves a stronger and longer impression on me – good thing too, I’m quite a hard nut to break. Heh. . I used to live in a hostel and one night just before I moved out to stay with my relatives, we had a party in the hostel. There was booze and chics – what more could one ask for?? :D We had with us a bottle of Tequila (Gawd, even writing this out and reminiscing this moment is already making me nauseous.) with us although alcohol was not permitted in the hostel, then again at that age, all I thought of was, ‘Hey, rules are meant to be broken!’ – so what the heck!! And so with loud music, booze & non-stop shots of tequila pop, it wasn’t long before I began to see stars. Yup, I was high, I was happy and then not a moment later, I was puking! I couldn’t make it in time to the bathroom so imagine the trail of evidence I left behind, containing what I had for dinner on the floor and on the walls. Don’t ask me how come gravity didn’t do its job coz’ clearly, my almost digested dinner of char koay teow with superbly large and juicy ham (cockles) was not only on the floor, it was REALLY plastered on the wall too. As disgusting and icky as it sounds, it smelt and looked even worst! By the time I had safely made it to the toilet, nothing much was left to throw up, so a good friend help me clean up and tucked me into bed while she and a few more other friends (who were still standing) help clean up OUR mess. I wasn’t the only one who left trails of evidence behind. Another girl, Dora left her trail down the stairs to the toilet down stairs. Heh. What a sight and SMELL!! . While they were cleaning up, I tried to fall asleep but I couldn’t coz I felt as if my bed was spiraling upwards. And not only that, every now and then, I would get this urge to throw up and when I tried to, nothing came out, just bile and water. And since I couldn’t get myself out of bed, I had a plastic bag beside me all the time. What started out as a SUPERB night turned out to be the WORST night of my life!! I will NEVER forget this night for the rest of my life because it has thought me a VERY valuable lesson. Getting drunk is not only harmful to your body but also makes you like a fool not to mention a nuisance to your friends coz being true friends although they will stick by you and help you out, what kind of impression are you giving them of yourself? If you felt that my use of the word ‘nuisance’ seems harsh, would ‘being a pain in the arse’ sound better? I didn’t think so either. I felt bad for my friends who stayed up and stayed back to clean up MY mess. It was from that moment that I promised myself that I would never EVER get drunk again. And I will never drink Tequila Pop again. . Ever realize how some of your ‘friends’ just love forcing you to ‘bottoms up’ every now and then? And you actually do it? Well, I totally dislike and disapprove of it simply because it is VERY unladylike and it’s just a way to make you get drunk faster. The purpose – I don’t know, should there be a reason to do something stupid? I don’t give in to crap like this. You may agree or may not agree with me on this but the fact remains that if you want to have a good time, how the hell are you going to do that if you’re pissed drunk and don’t know what is happening around you? If you wanna have fun, stay sober or if not, just a WEE bit high – that’s fine. I know that if one is TOTALLY sober, it’s not that nice coz you don’t really get to feel that special euphoric feeling but this isn’t an excuse for you to over do it. I have ‘friends’ like that – those who LOVE trying to make me bottoms up ("Lai....liow liwo liow!!!" - sounds familiar?), but I never give in. Maybe that’s one of the reasons why I don’t have many party people around me anymore. *Shrugs* O well…I think I can do without 'friends' like that. Are they even CALLED friends??? . Second incident which REALLY enforced my stand to never get drunk in clubs or anywhere else but my home – my favourite, the toilet club visits. Hmmm…..I don’t even know WHERE to start. My advice to all the ladies out there - if you want to use a clean toilet, please do so before 1am. It is NOT advisable to go AFTER. Meaning to say that you need to watch your liquid intake and keep it to a minimum or else you wouldn’t be left with a choice. Why do I say this? Picture this : A hot, sexy mama walks by and all heads turn, both guys and girls. Guys are ogling and salivating simultaneously and the girls are bitching about it – typical scenario. The night goes on fine, lovely night out – loud music, drinking..having fun and then it’s time to go home. You hop over to the ladies one last time (which is by the way a BIG mistake) before that long drive back to Kulim (This is really ME talking here.) and WHAT do you SEE? Almost all the stalls are taken but the doors are all open! How come?!?!?! (You'll soon see why - it's always like this.) The empty ones are totally ‘contaminated’. So you keep walking and hoping to find a ‘clean’ one and as you peek into a slightly opened door to check, you see this SAME hot, sexy mama bent over the toilet bowl with half her head/hair IN the bowl and the other half of her hair is plastered against her face and messed with puke! OMG…what a horrid sight!! She seemed lifeless – is she dead??? Suddenly she sits up right, spasms attack and she tries to throw up – nothing happens so she slums downs again. I didn’t need to see more and I didn't want to either. I just shook my head and walked away. What a waste of good liquor…..and money. While waiting for the gang to get back from their own toilet ‘treats’, I see the same ‘hot, sexy mama’ being carried out over the shoulder like a sack of potatoes – what an exit!!! I was amazed she actually managed to get up on her feet after what I was…sigh. See what I mean by being a nuisance to others and looking like a fool? Do you actually think it’s NICE? It’s not nice getting drunk. And it’s DEFINITELY not attractive – all that glamour and grace as she entered the club got washed away just coz she was couldn’t get a grip of her self. Getting drunk doesn’t mean you had a good time – it just means that you have no self control. . You know what I like best about clubs these days, I just love to sit back and watch the people. Why? Because it’s really nice to see people have fun and every now and then when my favourite song starts to play, I dance along, get a little high but still sober enough for me to drive back to Kulim and pass the breath-analyzer. And as disgusting and horrid as it sounds, it really zaps me back to reality, seeing people make fools of themselves coz it never fails to knock more sense into me to ALWAYS be in control of my actions and alcohol consumption. . Although, I mentioned a lot of what I see when I see girls drunk, I don’t think I need to explain what happens when guys get drunk. In just 5 sentences :

They get hyper-sensitive about everything and anything
They get violent
They get loud
They get MORE demanding than usual
And make bigger fools of themselves

Still wanna bottoms up?

A Taste of KL Over the Weekend : The Climax, the HAPPENING

2005-09-07T14:55:00.000+08:00

Part 2 (Continuation from here.) . I never realised that my getaway was so exciting that my *ahem* READERS so tak sabaq-sabaq (impatient) to read it. Feels good. Heh. Ok, ok, enough of me blowing my own trumpet. On with the STORY.... . Right after the scrumptious tea time with cokodok & 3-in-1 teh tarik (By the way, pre-mixed packets like these never taste good and I seriously do not recommend it unless you are a teh tarik freak like myself and anything goes when I'm desperate! So far the 'best' I've had from these 3-in-1 thingys for teh tarik is from Goldroast - sorry, no picture. If got at home, I'll post it up later.), we started to get ready for ~~our~~ my big night out in busy KL city, the city that never sleeps. *Sounds familiar, did I just steal some Tv program line???* Being typical girls, we took our time in dressing up and made ourselves look good ~~enough to eat~~ for this Saturday night, kononla kena jangkit Saturday night fever. By the time we reached KL Sentral, Mr. Rock (Sha's friend and my new friend, who doesn't want to be named and says that the reason he isn't blogging is coz he's afraid of kena sued because of using peoples real names and pictures. He has a point so now, I oso scaredkena sue and have decided to give him a pseudonym. Hope you like it, Ra, eerrhmm...I mean, Mr. Rock. ~Grin~) was already there waiting to fetch us to dinner. I bet he was pissed off coz he was waiting for so long, but being a GENTLEMAN, he didn't quite show it. Not our fault the commuter was late!!! I guess Shan was right after all. Sigh. . We had dinner at Kuchai Lama Food Court. Wah, the variety of food there can make any glutton go crazy and cause me to commit one of the 7 deadly sins - gluttony!! But I couldn’t afford to stuff my face because #1. Didn’t want to scare Mr Rock on our first meeting, #2. Cannot afford to have perut buncit (bloated tummy) coz I was going clubbing ma!!! If not my saham (shares) will jatuh (plunge). Do I need more reasons??? So, we *only* had ebiko (my favourite), some fried oysters, some rectangular looking siput fried in superb spicy sauce, loh bak, char koay teow (Sha’s) & some glass noodles thingy (Mr. Rock’s). See, not much, right? I didn’t think so. :D After that hearty but not too fulfilling meal, we headed off to Bangsar Avenue (BA) where Sha’s sister, JJ works. . JJ scared the bejeebers out of me and Sha, and not to mention Mr. Rock too when we mentioned it to him, when she called us while we were on the commuter and told us how she had submitted our names for a friendly pool competition at BA!! I was like, WHAT??!?!?!? The last time I ever held a cue was more than 4 years ago and even then I sucked, what makes me worthy to pick up and start scoring the balls??? I totally freaked out but Sha manages to save us coz she was wearing a skirt. Now, now – don’t ask me how wearing a skirt got us out of this near-catastrophe, but it did and that is all that matters to me. When we arrived, the game was well on its way and we were just hanging around and watching the guys play. Being ‘single’, I of course did a thorough scan and swept the floor and ~~something~~someone caught my eye. A whole bunch of Punjabi guys were there, well maybe a handful la, say some 3 to 4 of them and they were in the game and this one particular guy caught my eye. I don’t know what it is with me and Punjabi guys but I really like their looks. Anyway, this guy was kinda tall, fair and really nice looking, and although I wasn’t looking for any action, it was a wee bit upsetting to see that his ring finger was well, ‘ringed’. Sigh. O well…I see only, but don’t wanna touch. So don’t worry, love. :D The only thing that really put me off was the fact that they were TOO loud like as if their grandfather owned the place. Very unpleasant behaviour if you ask me. I guess this is what GENERALLY happens when people get too much alchohol going in the system. Sigh. . After they finished their competition, we took over and played a few games. Me being totally karat (rusty), managed to beat Mr. Rock twice – but you’ll have to excuse him, he’s just learning how to play but swears he can wipe us off our feet with bowling. Then again, not only do I stink at pool, bowling is even worst! I’m normally the official longkang (ditch) sweeper and all thanks to my non-existent sense of aiming. Sigh. Sha on the other hand is a HUSTLER – don’t you believe her if she tells you that she’s not good – she’s just being modest! Actually, she can beat MANY guys without even batting an eyelid, VERY dahsyat wan….don’t pray-pray. Then minute JJ got off from work, the REAL party started…take a wild guess as to where we went AFTER that? :D . My guess is that YOU guessed that I went to Beach Club or Planet Hollywood or Modesto’s or Hard Rock or even Silvers right? Well, you all guessed….WRONG!! :D I went to a place where I could let loose the Indian in me. Heh. I went to Chak’s a.k.a Chakrawathy’s!!!! Nope, you didn’t read wrong – you read correct. I think it’s a really nice Indian club with REALLY great music. Of course I don’t understand a single word that is being sung but hey, I normally let the music take over. :D There were some songs which I really liked dancing to like Gundu mangga to'ppekulle nande pole vanthaiye (Loosely translated to In the fat mango dusun, you crept in like a crab), Ore oru to’ppelle, ore oru tenna maram (This translation is said to be too vulgar to mention so I didn’t bother finding out), R.E.M.O and Thee pudikka, thee pudikka muttham kodu da (Give me the kiss of life) - translation and title of song thanks to Sha. *If I got any part of this wrong, PLEASE PLEASE let me know so I can correct it.* My favourite was the mangga song – mangga as in MANGO. I even made up a dance for it!! Hahaha…:P The whole group of us, some 8 of us really kepak to the maximum. (BJ & Visithra, I’m sure you TOTALLY understand me, right??) At one point, I was so tired that I could only kepak with one arm, hence the ‘One Wing’ dance was born. :D Not bad indeed. . The party ended at 3am. By the time we reached home, I was SO tired but VERY VERY happy and thoroughly entertained. I guess when good music and good company meet, you can’t help but have the time of your life. . I left KL on Sunday night at 10.30pm and again, I found myself praying hard that nothing would go wrong and this time, thankfully all went well except that I reached at 4.30am in Kulim and it was freaking scary to be standing all alone in a dark bus stop waiting for mum. Seeing those 2 spot lights on me, for ONCE felt SO good. . I think I should plan another LONGER weekend getaway soon. Then again, something big’s happening on 17/9/2005. So you’ll just have to wait and read all about it THEN. . Ps. Lilian mentioned MY name here!!! MY NAME!! Wuahh...I feel SO very important & famous now. *Sighs blissfully*

A special wish for a special day

2005-09-07T08:29:00.000+08:00

The first post for today is specially dedicated to........CHAN LILIAN!!!

*Clears throat of all that icky green gunk since I have the sniffles and starts to ~~screech~~ sing*

Happy birthday to you...

Happy birthday dear Liliaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnn...............

Happy birthday to YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!

*BIG hug for a big gurl from a BIG gurl*

Many happy returns of the day and may the good Lord bless you always and keep you in His eternal love forever. May this birthday be the first of many more better birthdays to come.

Happy Birthday, Lilian.

*muaks*

Psssstt....sorryla, cannot make for you a real cake, picture oso can hor? :D

(Picture source : http://www.birthdayexpress.com/bexpress/planning/pastelflowercupcakes.asp)

A Taste of KL Over the Weekend : The Story

2005-09-05T21:48:00.000+08:00

Left : The MOST expensive piece of chocolate dipped strawberry I have ever had. I didn't think it was worth it at all! But anything just once, for the sake of EXPERIENCE, an EXPENSIVE experience. Right : What was left of it after 2 minutes. ' Part 1 (Note : There are not many pictures, just a few blurry ones - sorryla, cam jenis biasa saja) '

In the intro to my weekend getaway, I did mention that I had a rather smooth journey to and fro. However, despite what I thought was rather smooth, there were a few noticeable hiccups in the beginning. As most of you know, I live in Kulim BUT I took a bus from Bukit Mertajam (which is just a mere 15 minutes away) thinking that it would not go to Butterworth to pick up more passengers like what it normally does. I thought that the bus would take off straight into the highway, guess I was wrong. The bus pushed off at 11pm instead of 11.30pm as per my ticket and made its way to......KULIM. *score : 1-Bus, 0-Yvy* It was at this precise moment that I knew that I was cursed with arse luck, this was the ULTIMATE proof!! By the time we arrived BACK in Kulim and waited for MORE late passengers, it was after 12 midnight when we actually left FOR KL. *Wonders why some people don't realise that punctuality is VERY important. I hate people who do not know how to be punctual.*

Bus was nice, roads were a bit bumpy but hey, I was happy enough I could stretch my legs, so NO complaints from yours truly. I didn't even need to wear my jacket coz it wasn't THAT cold in bus. All was well UNTIL I heard the cursed ~~beeping~~ ringing of handphones going off. To make matters worst, SOME people think that their voice is very soft and that everyone else in the bus needs to hear his stupid and loud conversation. Use your brains la!!! It's past bloody 12 midnite, who gives a fark about your stupid conversation?!?!?! You can either talk softly (which obviously wasn't even an option to this ass of a living being) or sms lar - cheaper oso. But nooooooo, not only his voice could be heard from a few rows behind me, but soon after, the a bunch of adik-adiks were giggling and chatting away like as if there's no tomorrow!! WHAT THE FARK IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE???? Don't they realise that they are on PUBLIC transport and not their grandfather's one?? Didn't their parents teach them to respect other people?? It was just impossible for me to sleep. I had half a mind to stand up and shut them up - but I'm a chicken so I suffered in silence. Geez...I really can't stand such ignorance. Sometimes ignorance can be a pain in the arse. And then, what happened next is literally pouring oil unto a burning fire.....the disgusting and unhygienic (OBVIOUSLY) abang driver who kept aaagggrking and ptui-ing out the window, the whole bloody night. It was so damn disgusting and really, it came up to a point that it was seriously making me sick. I don't know how I did it but I survived it. I have NEVER seen so much spit coming out of ONE man in ONE Kulim-KL bus ride. REALLY! This guy must really have a chronic saliva dribbling problem. YUCK!

' This picture is a bit blur but it's about the guy in the motor. He's selling peanuts and even while waiting for the lights to turn color, he stopped, got off and packed a packet of nuts for the car besides us. Anything to make a buck these days....sigh.

I arrived in Klang at about 5.30am and Sha was already waiting there for me. We went home and rested for awhile. Took a nap and by 10.30am, we were up and ready to go for some brekkie - Klang's famous bak ku teh. Now, as you all know, I have this very bad case of forgetfulness so no picture of the bak ku teh lar. However, I can tell you that it was nice and all but NOTHING can beat Penang's bak ku teh, with all the innards and what nots. YUMMY!!! :D After brekkie, we went home and got ourselves all dolled up and took the KTM commuter to KLCC. ' Fuhyoo! I like jakun only la coz' tak pernah duduk commuter, LRT I know lar coz sudah biasa. I'm not shy to admit it coz it's a fact. Now at least I know the difference. I certainly prefer the commuter coz its got nice seats and the air-condition is so much more powderful than in the LRT. By the time we reached KLCC, it was way past lunch time but we weren't hungry so we bought Chibon's Cheese and O M G - I thought I had gone to heaven and back!! It was heavenly although at a ridiculous price - RM3.60 for that small cinnamon bun coated with cheese. But I didn't care, even at that price, I'll give anything to have another one. *I'm starting to salivate edi!!* '

As we munched on the bun, we checked out some shoes & blouses coz Sha wanted to look for some blouses as well as some accessories. Bear in mind that the MAIN idea of our little visit to KLCC was not to buy stuff but to fulfill ourselves gastronomically. And as soon as the Chessy bun was digested, we made our way to the infamous strawberry dipped chocolate which is said to taste SO sweet and delicious. How could I say no? And yes, Sha had already warned me to keep my jaws shut coz EACH fruit costs a bloody whooping RM2.10. THE MOST expensive piece of chocolate dipped fruit I've ever eaten. If I thought the bun was expensive, this is way beyond my comprehension. SERIOUSLY, I think that it is insane and the people who actually buy this regularly should seriously consider therapy. The sweet part of the fruit was a scam, my strawberry was kinda sour but the chocolate made it taste a bit sweet, so that's cheating in broad daylight. Then they had this packet of minute pretzels dipped in chocolate as well and each packet of 5 pieces cost another bloody whooping RM3.50. Since we were already on the roll, what's another whooping RM3.50, right? Sigh. I really don't know how people can actually down these type of foods and be filled. As for me, I gave in just for the experience but never again. Sigh. The value of money seems to be dropping VERY drastically huh? After the priceless strawberry and pretzel dipped chocolate, I just HAD to have my daily dose of teh tarik kurang manis. Any longer and I would have been strangling someone by then. It was about 2.30 pm.

'The 5 pieces of minute pretzels for RM3.50. Nothing fantastic really.

' Feeling a little pooped from my bus ride, I told Sha that we just ought to go get that hair accessory thingy she wanted and then head home to rest as we had a big night out. So we returned to Chameleon (These outlets are like sprouting like mushroom, nation wide, aren't they?? Can see it almost everywhere!) and bought a couple of things. I bought me a nice and cute pair of silver hair clips. I think they look great on me and I was right! I do look VERY cute in those. No, I tak perasan - just repeating the compliments received. Heh. :D ' The journey home was quite an experience - our beloved LRT rush hour. I know MOST of you are used to this phenomenon, but not I. What KG mentioned in one her post really came to life before my very eyes. People rushing to enter the LRT before the passenger on the inside can disembark and the embarrassing part is that the station needed to hire some guy to keep reminding people to stand back so as to allow people to disembark - so malu-fying! Common sense right, people coming out, let them out first la, then only you have space to stand. And then when the people got off, the ones on the outside starting pushing and shoving - I didn't need to hang on to no bar or rail coz it was as packed as a sardine can and almost everyone was pressed up against each other. It was icky but quite an experience. Some guy got separated from his gf too while trying to force his way into the berth. Luckily he pulled out in time of he would have left his arm as a souvenir as the door slammed shut. *Wonders if the LRT doors have senses like those in a lift?* '

Back home, Sha's mum was busy preparing her cokodok or cucuk pisang to some of you, or in plain simple English - banana fritters, I think. VERY VERY nice!! YUM.....

' Sha's mum made these WONDROUS cokodok pisang. BEST!! Hot & crunchy.

' Stay tuned to Part 2 : The Happening!!

NEWS FLASH!! And some secrets to share...

2005-09-05T16:01:00.000+08:00

LATEST UPDATE!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~' Timon has been found, ALIVE. Sorry BJ, no CSI-let's-dissect-the-tortoise series today. :) Yes, I finally found him in mum's orchid shade. *Breathes a sign of relief. Phew!!* I guess n305er was right. They like shade and that's where Timon was. Thought I had lost him there. It's said to be bad luck if one looses a tortoise or if it runs away. *O, good luck, come back....come back to me.* Now, I can go to sleep in peace. I did not take him and place him back into the rock garden. He is free to roam the garden and so far still in one piece. So, I think my pups do not think he is a piece of moving bone, although they still bark like mad at his every move. They've got other more active playthings like toads and lizards. YUCK!!

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' Timon is LOST!!! WAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! *sniff sniff*

I don't know what happened but my mum claims that she can't find him anywhere!!! With him being rather small and dark in color, he blends SO well into my rather large garden. I remember letting him loose once before while I was washing his basin and he just went zipping by - then missing in action. I obviously FINALLY found him after a constant lookout for some sort of movement and FINALLY when I saw some movement in the grass, I knew it was him. But also at the same time, didn't want to ASSUME it was him, coz' we've had a few snake incidences at home. *Shudders - lembik badan dok pikirkan scenario ini* Anyway, do not EVER EVER underestimate tortoises. REALLY!! They can move relatively fast and not to mention quietly too. Even my pups haven't found him yet. I'm pretty sure they would have thought him to be a piece of moving bone, but being scaredy (correct spelling or not??) cats, they would have been barking like crazy but wouldn't move an inch closer to the 'enemy'. Should have seen them in action the other day - got me so freaked out that I was shivering coz I was SO afraid.

They were barking SO hard and SO loud at this piece of overturned and folded cardboard that my mum placed outside for them coz they left their blankies (busuk baju and towel) in the garden and it rained so it was soaking AND stinking, that I was VERY sure there was something there. Something that was small enough to crawl or slither into the fold like maybe a snake or something. I was just SO freaked out that I just quickly locked the doors and covered every single entry hole possible like the doors and windows. When mum came home, she was the hero...she took a long piece of wood and started bludgeoning the crap out of that piece of cardboard. Turned out NOTHING was in there and while she was going at it, the stupid nitwits of mine were simultaneously barking. So, you can imagine how REAL it was!! *Slaps head* Aiyooo...the crap these monkeys put me through...GAWD!!! Like REAL only lar!!

Anyway, with Timon missing - although I doubt he is, he MUST be in the garden SOMEWHERE, the rock garden looks so bare. If indeed he really is missing, then me and mum are going to the pet shop to get us another Timon coz mum suddenly got attached to this shelled creature and doesn't really want to waste her efforts of the rock garden. I think I'll get one for her, for her birthday. :D Yup, I think I will....

Wish me luck people, as I go on a tortoise hunt later this evening.

Ppssttt......on a TOTALLY irrelevant topic, just another one of those cut & paste things I do every now and then, this just came in the mail. I thought it was done VERY nicely. KISSES - Keeping it short, sweet and especially straight.

The first secret: the power of love.

Love begins with our thoughts. We become what we think. Loving thoughts create loving experiences and loving relationships. Affirmations can change our beliefs and thoughts about ourselves and others. If we want to love someone, we need to consider their needs and desires. Thinking about your ideal partner will help recognize him or her when you meet. '

The second secret: the power of respect.

You cannot love anyone or anything unless you first respect them. The first person you need to respect is yourself. To begin to gain self-respect ask yourself, "What do I respect about myself? " To gain respect for others, even those you may dislike, ask yourself, "What do I respect about them?" '

The third secret: the power of giving.

If you want to receive love, all you have to do is give it! The more love you give, the more you will receive. To love is to give of yourself, freely and unconditionally. Practice random acts of kindness. The secret formula of a happy, lifelong relationship is to always focus on what you can give instead of you can take. '

The fourth secret: the power of friendship.

To find true love you must first find a true friend. To love someone completely you must love them for who they are not what they look like. Friendship is the soil through which love's seeds grow. If you want to bring love into a relationship, you must first bring friendship. '

The fifth secret: the power of touch.

Touch is one of the most powerful expressions of love, breaking down barriers and bonding relationships. Touch changes our physical and emotional states and makes us more receptive to love. '

The sixth secret: the power of letting go.

If you love something, let it be free. Even in a loving relationship, people need their space. If we want to learn to love, we must first learn to forgive and let go of past hurts and grievances. Love means letting go of our fears, prejudices, egos and conditions. '

The seventh secret: the power of communication.

To love someone is to communicate with them. Let the people you love know; that you love and appreciate them. Never be afraid to say, "I love you." Never let an opportunity pass to praise and acknowledge someone. Always leave someone you love with a loving word ... it could be the last time you see them.

' The eighth secret: the power of commitment.

If you want to have love in abundance, you must be committed to it. Commitment is the true test of love. If you want to have loving relationships, you must be committed to loving relationships. When you are committed to someone or something, quitting is never an option. Commitment distinguishes a fragile relationship from a strong, loving one. '

The ninth secret: the power of passion.

Passion ignites love and keeps it alive. Lasting passion does not come through physical attraction alone. It comes from deep commitment, enthusiasm, interest and excitement. The essence of love and happiness are the same, all we need to do is to live each day with passion. '

The tenth secret: the power of trust. *For me, the MOST important of them all.

You cannot love someone completely unless you trust them completely. Act as if your relationship with the person you love will never end. Trust is essential in all loving relationships. Trust yourself, trust others and trust the world. It is the foundation for LOVE.

~Author unknown

Tired....so tired after getting a dose of KL lifestyle over the weekend. : The Intro

2005-09-05T09:23:00.000+08:00

I'M-A BACKKKKK!!!!

Anyone missed me? :D Please feel free to express your feelings, ok? I'm an attention seeker, remember? Heh. :P

Wow, what a weekend!! Damn happening I tells ya....but at the moment, I really tak larat (no energy) to blog about the FUN-TASTIC weekend I had. Fuhyoo....have so much to say, tell, share AND show! :) For now, let me just catch up with all that you guys have written while I was gone.

You'll just have to be patient if you want to check out my short weekend getaway with some tantalising snapshots. Heh. (But don't get TOO excited about that coz my camera is not some dahsyat one, k?) I think I'm turning into another Lilian Chan, see anything - thiak! Go makan - thiak! See something funny - thiak! Heh....good habit but have to be careful if not can see one selipar (slipper) flying my way....then sure gone case di. :D

But since I'm on the roll AT THE MO. I'll just say that for the first time, in a VERY long time. I actually had a pleasant and fault-free bus ride, to and fro. *PHEW!* I was praying my knickers off the minute I got on the bus - SERIOUSLY!! I'm THAT scared shit of bus rides now. But SO glad to note that alls well, ends well. :) Got also educated along the way. *Giggle giggle*

Be excited, be hyped up and ready to read my weekend getaway post - soon, k? :D Till then, I'll have to try to keep myself awake and aware. If not, I'll be falling asleep on my keyboard with dribling drool that's enough to electrocute me n then THAT would cause me to blog you another post. Not really a good reason, right? :)

A bit of humour to kick off the weekend!

2005-09-02T13:43:00.000+08:00

I know, I know....it's kinda small, who ask you NOT to have bionic eyes?? No choice, have to click to get a largr view. My friend, Amara lives by this, mind you. So no laughing OR poking.

How inspiring....Don't you think? ::GRIN::

Well, I'm off for a SHORT holiday. I'm going to visit a VERY close friend of mine. So, I won't be posting over the weekend (not that I do anyway) and neither will I be replying any of your comments. No, I won't be silently reading your blog OR even be NEAR a computer although I know there are tons of CCs around. I'm taking this chance to 'purify' myself of all traces of anything that's got to do with blogging and see if I can survive it or not. Coz' it's gonna be damn tough when I finally go for my LONG vacation in October. Sigh.

I will take into account the number of comments I get while I'm gone as a sign of how much you guys miss me. Heh. No la...just joking. But it would DEFINITELY make me feel good. Heh. I'm such a attention seeker, aren't I? Yes, I am....:D Ciao people!

HAVE A WONDERFUL & BLESSED WEEKEND!!! *HUGS from a BIG gurl coz I am*

Vvvvvrrrroooooom......phat, phat, phat, phat!

2005-09-02T08:24:00.000+08:00

Due to MANY (actually 2 only lar) constant (they asked once but since two bloggers asked, consider many lar - more than one mah!) request to put up a picture of my beautiful Beetle, I decided to korek (dig) my cupboard and FINALLY, I found a VERY nice picture of it. My sis took a picture of Herbie (Sorryla, have to curi nama coz' we never really named him before) posing majestically in her college. Heh. ' I am not car person so I know nuts about cars. What I know about this car is that we've had this ever since before I was born. I'm thinking my dad bought this 1.2 pretty baby between 1972 and 1975, not sure which date but it's DEFINITELY older than me. At that time, this car cost him some RM12,000.00 and it was brand new. So up till now, you can say that this car is STILL first hand. It has been white ALL the time since the day it was purchased. We had gotten the engine overhalued in 1999 if I am not mistaken and had recently repainted it in 2002. Now, it's got that REALLY shiny cool look about it. I think this is called Pearly White. I used to drive him when I was living in Johor but now, since sis is studying in Uni, she's taken Herbie with her. ' Herbie hardly causes any problems and is in perfect condition with only minor hiccups every now and then. Even with those hiccups, he can still turn heads everytime we drive through town. My uncle also owns a Beetle but his Beetle has seen SO many color that I bet it would put all the paint companies to shame!! My uncle repaints his car as often as he changes his underwear. (Ok, that was me exaggerating to the max but I'm sure you get my point.) Anyway, whenver Herbie's not well, Uncle comes to the rescue. He's also VERY particular about Herbie being clean and what not, so that means that Sis has to continously keep Herbie clean or Uncle (who happens to be her Godpa too) will be screaming at her. Haha!! Lucky it's not me, coz I just HATE washing cars. ' And now, presenting our beautiful baby, Herbie....... '

Ps. Some bad news though. Sigh. My sis recently informed us someone scratched Herbie. So, now he has a deep gash. Waaaaaa!!!!! He hasn't been fixed up yet. Soon I hope. Before it starts to rust. Sigh.

Timon's new home & why I'm worried about him. :(

2005-09-01T19:38:00.000+08:00

FINALLY!! My mum's finished her masterpiece of a rock garden for Timon. He no longer has to stare at the blue plastic wall anymore. YAY!!! Unfortunately, my dogs are not taking too well to the newbie. They're like frantic and barking like crazy EACH time Timon moves a muscle. No need to worry about Timon getting mauled or hurt by them (as I read that dogs tend to do that when they think that a tortoise is merely a piece of moving bone. Yioh!!) coz' there is a wiremesh around Timon's new playground and that ought to keep them apart for now. ' ' Timon's been with us for almost a week now. Come this Saturday, it would be EXACTLY 1 week. However, I don't think he is HAPPIEST living with us. He hasn't eaten in a few days, which also means he hasn't crapped either. Now, although that is pretty good news for me coz' trust me, his crap stinks like shit! (Pun intended) And I have been clearning his basin a few times, so I know what I have to deal with BUT on the other hand, I know this is NOT natural. He HAS to eat and he HAS to crap but he ain't doing neither. And is kind of upsetting. I've Googled up tortoise care and I've read that it's not a good idea to keep tortoises which you've found on the road (what a coincidence!) because obviously they are wild and not bred in captive, thus their needs are very much different and it would be tough trying to accomodate both it's habitat and food. So, that got me thinking that maybe I should just return Timon to where I found him. No...not by the roadside but somewhere nearby and pray that he'll be alright. '

I feel kind of sad to release him since I've suddenly found myself attached to him but I have to think what's best for him. So I've decided to give him another week. If by the end of next week, he STILL ain't eating OR crapping, it would be the best time to return him to the woods. And we'll just get another 'tame' tortoise from the petshop. For now, I can only keep my fingers crossed and hope that this new environment will suit him better. I just wish my 2 stupid brainless nitwits would stop barking at him coz' not only is it frightening for Timon, it's damn bloody irritating to me!! *Gggrrrrrrrrr....*

80's & 90's TV : A flashback through time (No, this is NOT a review)

2005-09-01T15:43:00.000+08:00

Were you ever a TV addict when you were a kid? I know I was. For as long as I can remember, I had always loved watching TV until the internet was introduced to me when I entered college. Yup....ever since I was a kid, I loved watching TV. Although my dad didn't have to drag me away from the TV as we kind of had a time-table for both homework and study, I'd always curi (steal) some time off homework and invest those precious moments watching TV. I remember this one time, just before my PMR, when I was still living in Johor. My mum used to buy me these Leder Tabs 500gm Zinc pills which is SUPPOSE to help keep my mind awake and fresh so that I could study better and absorb my lessons better in school. Yeah, yeah....I bet your mum did that too! What is it with mum that makes them LOVE stuffing their kids with all sorts of pills under the sun?? It is not nice having to swallow some 5 odd pills daily, makes you feel like a sick person. Then again, it's normally for the good of the child, so action is forgiven and the 'abuse' is accepted.

Oooppps, a little off track there....anyway, since I was taking those pills, I can tell you - they kept me fresh and wide awake at night alright! I'd study till it was about midnight and everyone's gone to bed and then sneak out to the hall and watch MTV. HAHAHAHA!! Back in Johor, we used to get Singapore Channels so it was really a big treat for me. It's so funny now that I think back about it and how my mum ALWAYS bring this up whenever she and my aunts get together and have their dose of 'health' talks every now and then. She never fails to tell them how those 'wonderful' zinc pills kept me up at night, long enough for me to stay up and watch TV!! Lol.....I love that 'sweet old lady' - by the way, this title was self appointed since many people claim that she is strict and looks worst. But I can assure you that she's the sweetest, most cutest little old lady in town! O, she also happens to be my other best friend too. :D '

Today, I can proudly stand tall and admit that I'm not a TV addict anymore - although I hardly ever miss CSI. The one and only TV program that I am utterly and totally devoted to. Although...there's this new series called Wonder Falls. It is quite interesting and wacky AND sometimes stupid. But hey, whatever that makes me happy, right? Ppsstt.....Tyron Leitso is SO the YUMMY!!! *Looks around for bucket because already begins to salivated profusely*---> So scrumptious larr.....sigh.

' So looking back, I realised that I've watched QUITE a number of series and cartoons and just for the sake of fun, I thought it would be great to take a trip back into the past and list down ALL the shows that I've watched. When I was going through some of these shows online, (Yes, this compilation actually took QUITE some time to compile.), it was really amazing as each program that I've watched brought a smile to my face coz' it reminded me of THAT particular time in my life. It was like walking down memory lane using TV shows.....bizarre but damn cool! The only setback was it made me look like a love-struck siao cha boh (crazy love-struck girl), smiling to herself in the office. *Note : Not ALL of this was done in the office ok? I'm not being paid to do nothing here, so don't get the wrong idea. ; ) This clause is just in case my boss stumbles upon this site lar, who knows? Didn't you know I have arse luck???*

Anyway, this compilation has been categorized into several sections and I've also written a bit about what I remembered each of these programs were about. I can't say that I remember EVERY single one of them but hey, a word or two ought to jostle your memory, coz' it sure did mine! :D

Pathetic never-ending drama

Dynasty

Dallas

Falcon Crest

Knots Landing

Santa Barbara - Love the theme song by Peabo Bryson but th drama was left dangling. Bongok betui!

Love Boat - It isn't pathetic but I don't know what it comes under.

' Police & Thief-chase-around & investigation shows:- CHiPs - Famous policemen on bike, Ponch & John (Eric Estrada) Murder, She Wrote - Clever little old lady Miami Vice - The young and suave looking Don Johnson Moonlighting - Cybil Shepard & Bruce Willis Matlock LA Law In The Heat Of The Night Air Wolf - Jan Michael Vincent Knight Rider - The hunk in Baywatch, David Hasselhoff (How does he always look so young???) MacGyver - My childhood super-star crush, Richard Anderson (Spelling error corrected by BJ, thank you.) Robocop Tour of Duty (Military show) - My fav soldier Lt. Myron Goldman (played by Stephen Caffrey), another crush that lead to me going ga-ga over men in uniform. Sigh. 21 Jump Street - Johnny Depp, Richard Grieco A Team - How could I forget Mr. T?? Thanks Yee Wei, I forgot about this one. :) Spencer for Hire - Thanks Tiger Scarecrow & Mrs. King - This one sounds familiar. Thanks to Tiger too.

Fall Guy

Magnum, P.I

Kate & Allie

Cagney & Lacey

Mission Impossible - Thank goodness Centrepide reminded me! I oso don't know how I could have missed the 'koyak faces'...lol!! So impossible!! Lol....:P

' Late Teenage Shows :- Beverly Hills 90210 - Those useless, young rich brats like Jason Priestly, Shannen Doherty, Tory Spelling, Brian Austin Green Cartoons:- Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - Donatello, Raphael, Leonardo & Michaelangelo Danger Mouse Alvin & Th Chipmunks Smurfts Ducktales Gummi Bears Ghostbusters Mighty Morphin Power Rangers Chip & Dale Beetle Juice Animaniacs Simpsons Woody Wood Pecker Show - Sounds so utterly obscene now!! Lol...** The Tick Attack of the Killer Tomatoes Voltron Adam's Family Smoggies Mr. Bogus Kiddies :- Eureeka's Castle Sesame Street - I still watch this *sometimes* but I prefer the ones they used to produce long time ago. Now...it's just too, I don't know....not nice anymore. Sigh. Power Rangers Weird Science Art Attack! - Love this too. All the artsy handiwork. Square One TV Beakman's World Fat Albert - Yup, remember this one too, Tiger. Jem Transformers He-Man - Thanks Lil Patchee for these 3 cartoons. She-Ra - If got He-Man, She-Ra should be lurking around nearby too. :) Bizarre, Adventure & Hantu-based shows:- Freddy's Nightmare - Wasn't this the guy with the scarred face & iron long nails???? Eeeeekkk!! V - Green lizard looking aliens who LOVE eating white mice Twilight Zone Tales from the Crypt - Bag of talking bones Swamp Thing Alien Nation Eerie Indiana Highlander Goosebumps X-Files Tales from the Crypt Keeper - Is this the same as Tales from the Crypt? Beastmaster Twin Peaks - Now also seems obscene** **Lucia is going to hentam me since she wrote this. Medical shows :- Doogie Howser, M.D - Some smart teenage doctor Rescue 911 Teenage shows :- The Wonder Years Saved By The Bell Head Of The Class Blossom Kenan & Kel My Secret Identity Parker Lewer Can't Lose Family-Friendship & Comedy based shows :- Cosby Show Cheers Golden Girls - 4 old funny ladies or was it 3 old funny ladies and 1 elderly transvestite? Growing Pains ALF (Alien Life Form) - Cute little furry animal which looks REALLY weird Roseanne Dear John Full House - John Stamos & the Olsen Twins Fresh Prince of Bel Air - Who else but our infamous, WIL SMITH!! Charles In Charged Mr. Belvedere In Living Color Murphy Brown Friends - If you don't know this one - come here.....let me ketuk (knock) your head 3rd Rock from the Sun Home Improvement Harry & The Hendersons - Big Foot's in da house!! Mad About You

M.A.S.H - Military but funny

Jefferson's

Diff'rent Strokes

Happy Days

Little House on the Prairie - Most of the time made me cry even when I was a kid

The Adventure of Lassie - This is about that collie, right?

Who's the Boss

Police Academy - Thanks Metria...:)

Hah!! I bet you're smiling like stupid only right??? Heh. Anyway, that my friends, are the shows which I think I've watched and can remember. If you feel I've missed out some VERY important shows - do drop me a comment and I'll post it up! :D Be sure you leave come info about that show for me, k? I'm no Ms-Know-It-All lar....and I can't read your mind. ORrrrrrrr, maybe I could. *Snigger snigger*

Blue kaler (colour) means when ones I missed out personally. How' could I forget the LOVE BOAT??? Shoot me...someone who owns a gun legally, just shoot me! Sigh.

A day after Merdeka and what is this I read....?

2005-09-01T09:12:00.000+08:00

A day after Merdeka and the fever is still slightly felt. Both Kempen Belog Dalam BM and Merdeka Blogger was indeed a success and this is all thanks to the bloggers who joined in and united ourselves to contribute and do our part. Syabas to each and everyone of our and to the organisers as well. Job well done! ' Today, as usual...I was going through a couple of blogs and I decided to check this one particular blog because one of the things we have in common is that we BOTH own a Volks Wagon (Kereta katak to some of you and also known as the Beetle) and both happen to be white. :D Awesome!!! And suprisingly, his post here caught me by suprise! I am kind of shocked. Actually, I very terkezut!! :( ' Why don't you read what Teddy's (not mine arr...) got to say and tell me what YOU think about it? Coz I blurr di....and a little upset as well. :(

Memori yang tidak dapat ku lupakan....

2005-08-30T23:49:00.000+08:00

Menjelang hari kebangsaan negara tercintaku yang ke-48 ini, aku terkenang akan suatu memori yang tidak dapat ku lupakan. Pada masa itu, aku baru sahaja melangka masuk ke darjah 4. Ia merupakan suatu memori yang telah membuatku bangga kerana mewakili daerahku serta sekolah rendahku pada tahun yang cukup gemilang bagiku - 1988. Ya!! Itulah tahun yang paling bersejarah di dalam hidup ku yang baru menjengka 27 tahun ini. Pada masa itulah, aku terasa sungguh istimewa dan cukup bererti bagi kumpulanku.

' Pada hari yang sungguh istimewa itu, iaitu pada 22 Ogos 1988, aku telah dipilih untuk menyertai Perarakan Kereta Berhias sempena perayaan hari kebangsaam Malaysia peringkat kebangsaan, kali ke-33. Aku telah menerima surat yang menyatakan bahawa aku telah dipilih untuk menghiasi diri sebagai seorang buruh. Di antara pekerjaan selain daripada buruh, terdapat pekerjaan seperti pengantin lelaki & perempuan, doktor, polis, askar, hakim, kerani atau guru, nelayan dan jururawat. Kawan sekelasku telah dipilih sebagai jururawat. *Adakah dia sekarang bekerja SEBAGAI jururawat...hhmmm, aku tidak pasti.* Ibubapaku sungguh gembira apabila mendapat tahu anak perempuan mereka yang sulung akan menjadi 'terkenal' bagaikan 'super-star'! Aku juga gembira apabila melihat raut wajah mereka yang bersinar-sinar. Sungguh mengasyikkan hati!! ' Ibuku begitu bersemangat dalam menyiapkan pakaianku. Oleh kerana aku telah dipilih untuk menghiasi diri sebagai seorang buruh, ibuku telah menjahit baju orang perempuan 'san sui' - yang pada masa itu sungguh terkenal disebabkan oleh rancangan televisyen yang disiaran setiap hari. Rancangan ini memaparkan kehidupan para buruh perempuan yang diberi nama 'san sui'. Memandangkan waktu ini telah berlaku pada tahun 1988, aku tidak lagi dapat ingat kembali nama sebenar rancangan itu. Namun demikian, ibuku mendapat inspirasi dari rancangan tersebut. Beliau telah menghabiskan banyak masa dan titik peluhnya sewaktu menjahit dan menyiapkan pakaianku. Pakaianku terdiri daripada sepasang seluar panjang hitam, baju berlengan panjang warna biru tua dan kain merah yang telah dibentuk menjadi topi. Aku sungguh terharu and berterima kasih banyak-banyak akan segala bantuan yang telah beliau hulurkan kepadaku pada masa itu. Itulah sebabnya aku sungguh gembira, kerana dapat membuat ibubapaku turut berasa gembira dan bangga dengan anak perempuan mereka. ' Akhirnya, tibalah masanya untuk kami sekumpulan menaiki kereta berhias ini bagi tujuan melatih dan membiasakan diri untuk acara yang cukup menarik ini. Latihan dan percubaan ini telah dilangsungkan pada 30 Ogos 1988, pukul 8 malam. Kereta berhias kami telah melalui beberapa jalan utama di daerah Kluang. Selain daripada melatih, aku rasa ia jugak bertujuan untuk menunjuk kepada para penduduk daerah Kluang akan kereta berhias yang akan mengambil bahagian dalam perarakan yang akan dijalankan pada 31 Ogos 1988 nanti. Latihan perarakan itu terasa sungguh pendek dan mudah kalau ingin dibandingkan dengan perarakan yang sebenarnya! Saya langsung tidak perasan akan perbezaan ini sehinggalah kami pulang ke bilik masing-masing selepas perarakan tersebut. ' Pada keesokan hari, kami sekumpulan telah berkumpulan di Pejabat Majlis Daerah Kluang sambil menunggu van yang akan membawa kami ke Padang Seri Galam, Johor Bahru (Tolong jangan tanya di mana letaknya padang ini kerana saya langsung tidak dapat ingat akan tempat ini). Kami telah ditempatkan di Rumah Persinggahan Johor Bahru, yang pada pendapat saya, kemungkinan besar, tidak lagi wujud. Disebabkan saya murid yang paling muda dan tidak kenal akan pelajar yang lain, saya telah ditempatkan di sebuah bilik, keseorangan. Saya tidak merungut tetapi agak kecewa dan takut kerana ini merupakan kali pertama saya meninggalkan keluarga dan bermalam di tempat yang tidak dikenali, seorang diri. Walaubagaimanapun, ia tidak dapat memadam ketidaksabaran hatiku untuk memulakan perarakan tersebut. ' Akhirnya, pada pukul 7 malam, perarakan tersebut telah dimulakan. Kereta berhias kami telah diberi nombor yang ke-4. Terasa sungguh merangsangkan melihat begitu RAMAI wajah-wajah rakyat Malaysia yang telah datang berpusu-pusu ke Padang Seri Galam ini. Kebanyakan mereka yang telah hadiri terdiri daripada orang muda dan keluarga mereka. Ini termasuklah ibubapa dan adik-beradik mereka. Kami diarahkan untuk sentiasa melambai ke arah orang ramai. Pada mulanya, saya rasa sungguh malu dan kekok kerana tidak biasa melihat begitu ramai 'peminat' di kedua-dua belah jalan raya yang luas itu. Tetapi lama-kelamaan, terasa bagai celebriti atau Miss Universe - sungguh perasan kan? :D Namun, aku memang rasa bagaikan seorang artis - perasaan itu sungguh menakjubkan! Aku tidak dapat menafikan bahawa inilah suatu memori yang cukup bererti bagiku. ' Kereta berhias kami bergerak dengan sungguh perlahan dan oleh sebab perayaan ini adalah pada peringkat kebangsaan, kami diberitahu bahawa kereta kami kemungkinan besar akan dirakam dan ditayang di kaca televisyen. Namun, memandangkan bahawa terdapat banyak lagi kereta berhias pada waktu itu, kereta kami tidak berjaya menjadi LEBIH 'terkenal'. Akhirnya, pada pukul 11 malam, perarakan itu telah tamat. Saya berasa sungguh gembira dan bersyukur kerana kakiku berasa sungguh sakit dan lenguh kerana telah berdiri di satu posisi untuk jangka masa yang begitu lama. Malam itu, ku tidur dengan nyenyak sekali kerana sungguh penat dan lesu. ' Kami bertolak pulang ke Kluang pada pagi yang seterusnya. Sewaktu ibubapaku datang menjemput aku pulang, mereka memberitahu bahawa rakaman kami tidak sempat disiarkan namun, ada yang mengatakan bahawa mereka ternampak kereta berhias kami dipaparkan. Alangkah seronoknya dapat melihat diri sendiri di kaca televisyen!! Namun, kita tidak begitu bernasib baik. :( ' Walaubagaimanapun, aku tetap bangga kerana mengambil bahagian dalam perayaan Hari Kemerdekaan ini kerana aku anak Malaysia!! ' Selamat menyambut Hari Kebangsaan Malaysia, hari kemerdekaan kita!!

What comes to mind when I think of 'Merdeka'

2005-08-30T17:21:00.000+08:00

MERDEKA!! MERDEKA!! MERDEKA!!

' To a foreigner, those words mean nothing. But to our fellow countrymen, it is the sweet sound of victory being proclaimed proudly to all who were present that special day by our late Tunku Abdul Rahman. The was the day we gained our independence 48 years ago - 31 August 1957. The day we began as a new nation with baby steps as a free country. Today, after 48 years of enjoying that freedom, we can proudly say that we have walked the walk and talked the talk. Our Malaysia has weathered MANY obstacles and have enjoyed many victories. And just like the bamboo, it sways when encountering the strong destructive winds but still stands firm and strong despite it all.

' Being born after 1957, I escaped all the hardships and tortures which my parents and their parents had gone through. Looking back, I realised how much they must have suffered as they were not from the upper class. They were poor and most of the time, it was 'kais pagi makan pagi, kais petang makan petang' (enough to live on for the moment). Such was the life they led. Today, although poverty still exist the numbers have dropped drastically and even the poor now can afford to live in a low cost house with the help from our government and also from caring and generous fellow Malaysians out there. Even so, I feel that the government can still do more than what they are doing now, especially for the hard core poor. But that's another topic all together.

' As I'm sitting down here and writing this pre-Merdeka post, I sudden feel so terharu (touched) because I realise how lucky and blessed I am to be able to do just this - sitting here comfortably, typing this post in a well air-conditioned room where there are no wars, fighting or bombing outside my door. Where I do not have to worry about anyone barging in with a gun in his hand as he threathens to shoot at me point blank nor do I have to worry about some freak throwing a bomb into this room. Why? Simply because I live in a peaceful country. I remember how my mum used to tell us stories about the Japanese occupation and how everytime she hears a siren, she cringes because she is reminded of those horrid times. Or how the only food they used to have on their table was either sweet potato or plain rice porridge. Today, nothing of that sort will happen (I hope) or has happened. Today, most of us can afford a car (some people 2 cars), a home (some people more than 2 oso got!) and even take a vacation to some far away place. Some can even afford to visit Coffee Bean like how I visit my fav mamak stall! Wealth is almost everywhere you turn. All these were but a dream, 48 years ago. See how far we've journeyed and how better off we are today?

' Why am I proud to be Malaysian? Simply because I know that I can openly celebrate ALL the festive seasons that are constantly happening all year round, with my friends of various races. Malay, Chinese, Indian.....they may differ in race but we stand united and are one despite this racial difference. We can even openly celebrate our religious parades and activities, and not have the police bombard us with tear gas to get us off the road or get thrown in lock-up for it. Where else in the world have you seen this kind of freedom? The freedom to joyously celebrate your religion? We respect and accept what the other is be it Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist or Christian - THAT is what makes us unique and special in the eyes of those who do not know us. Not to mention that I LOVE all our festivities :-

Chinese New Year - I collect angpow from my aunties and uncles and then go and collect my biscuit tin of kuih kapit. *Hand made, ok? Don't pray-pray!*

Hari Raya - Boss give green pow and I get macam-macam punya kuih raya

Deepavali - No angpow, green pow or purple pow but lots of murrukus and my favourite, ROSE COOKIES!! *YUM!*

Christmas - No need to say la, collect presents and cards la!! :)

Vasakhi - Bhanghra night out and get some awesome Punjabi sweets which I LOVE to death. I just don't know the name.

See? So happening right?? :) '

I am also proud to be Malaysian because there is no place on earth with THAT many dishes and food to choose from and that can whet my appetite. No spaghetti or tortilla or kebab could ever replace my beloved nasi lemak and teh tarik. NOTHING AT ALL!! Tell me, what does it mean when a foreigner comes for a visit to Malaysia and goes home with an added 3 inch waist? In just 2 words, GOOD FOOD!! :D *No wonder most Malaysians are VERY 'properous' like yours truly Heh. - Don't angry hor? Just speaking the truth.* '

I am proud to be Malaysian because we have progressed so far and have achieved so much in just 48 years since our independence. How many other nations which you know of, are capable of doing that? We have continuously produced so many professionals who hold high and prestigious posts in major companies world wide. Shouldn't we be proud of that? '

Aaaahhh.....my peaceful, beautiful Malaysia. My multi-racial and colorful Malaysia. I seriously could not ask nor would I ask for more.

*Maybe naik gaji got la!* '

Have a good Merdeka (and holiday) tomorrow, I know I will as I reminisce ONE particular Merdeka where I was the star. Well, ONE of it anyway. Till tomorrow...

' MERDEKA!! MERDEKA!! MERDEKA!!

What kinda kisser are YOU?

2005-08-30T09:09:00.000+08:00

Part Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

Part Playful Kisser

Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and play You're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a party Or you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dare And you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right!

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

This is what happens when I have nothing to blog about in the mornings. Then again, it's SO affirming as well. So no regrets what so ever! Heh. :P

What kinda kisser are you? *Wonder if bf might stumble on this or not? Hmmm.......*

Look what I got!! :D

2005-08-29T22:50:00.000+08:00

Wah!! So nice to receive gifts....Especially when you least expect it!! :) I got this box of Swiss chocolates from a Japanese colleague today. So sweet of him!! And NO, he is NOT trying to hit on me, just appreciative of what I had helped him with - his travel arrangements. :) It's these small little gestures that make me VERY happy to be where I am, doing what I'm doing. Also gives me an upper hand of knowing who's going where and therefore make them get me fridge madgets!! Lol....it's not right but hey, it gets me what I want. Heh.

The nice packaging my mum destroyed. I wanted so much to keep the ribbon. SO nice n cute and ROYAL looking. Sigh. ' Funny thing is, although I appreciate his gesture, I'm really no fan of chocolates. Yes, I am one of a kind. (Sorry dear, you'll have to think of something else OTHER than chocolates if you wanna pujuk me next time. At least now, you've got a challenge, right?Heh.) Maybe almost or already extinct kinda female. And even with this almost non-existent like for chocolates, my weigh keeps on piling up - must be from all that teh tarik that I consume daily. O well.....one of my philosophies in life is - YOU LIVE ONLY ONCE. Ain't never gonna get no teh tarik OR nasi lemak once I'm six feet under, you know? So, eat and be merry!

OOooooo....aaahhhh.......*saliva dribbles....* Looks good, taste even better!! Come, come...see, best lor!! :D

Obviously, those missing pieces are safely inside our stomachs. Mum's, sis's and mine.....VERY nice and scrumptious. Went perfectly well with the Absolut Vodka Currant which we washed down with. Nice end to a wonderful day. :D

Huh? You wanna check my handphone?!?!

2005-08-29T18:35:00.000+08:00

I don't know if I heard wrong but I'm can bet my last ~~dime~~ sen that I heard the latest news headlines about how our Internal Security Ministry is now up to another action plan in line with trying to curb the distribution of porn via handphones. Now, how this is possible I am not sure UNLESS it's a situation where 'I take your naked picture but I promise you, it's for my eyes only.' Then guy/girl (I don't THINK so!!) goes around showing it off to every ~~Tom, Dick & Harry~~ Ali, Mutu & Chong or better yet, 'send to many'. But for people like me who are using Nokia 1100 or 3315 (Sorry la, I only know these 2 models coz I've only used 2 phones nia...), rugi la, right? Eeeehhh....give me oso I don't want la! Want to see boobies, just look down....heh. *Aiyoo....better stop letting people's imagination run wild - so many cikopeks (perverts) out there!* ' Anyway, according to the headlines and a short description of the news, they mentioned that officials will now have the authority to conduct random spot-checks on anyone SUSPECTED of possessing porn on their phone. And those who are found with such 'treasures' will be prosecuted. ~~and the officials will use that particular phone to forward the 'prized' pictures to their own handphones.~~ ' There goes EVERYONE'S privacy - down the jamban. All your 'I love you baby', 'I miss u baby' and infamous, 'What are you doing now, baby? sms-es will be available to all these ~~lucky~~ officers. Not only that, the way I see it - those out there who are genuinely good guys but have cikopek faces, sorry la - sure kena spot-check every now and then. Sigh. Kesian....so pitiful, buta only kena spot-check. Worst case scenario is kena corner while having char koay teow with dad and mum :- ' Officer : Oi, oi. Mana henpon? Mana henpon? Tunjuk, tunjuk....lu punya muka ah, serupa itu orang jual VCD lucah dekat xxxx. Dulu pernah wa tangkap masuk lokap....mana, mana lu punya henpon? Wa mau chek. (Where's your handphone? Show me, show me. Your face looks like that porn VCD seller I busted and locked some time ago. Where's your handphone? I want to check it out.) You : Huh???? (Need no explaination right?) ' Wahlau, sure paisey like crazy!! Not only in front of parents, in front of EVERYONE! Wahlau.....lagi teruk if dad also kena corner - OMG!! Can go and jump off Penang Bridge right after that!! I won't even blame you.... ' So those of you out there with a cikopek face, maybe you want to go for make-over (or not)? :D Look more decent to suit your demeanour. Heh. Now, I can't wait to tonight's news!! Seriously, how effective do you think this is? Will it REALLY help track down and curb the spread of porn? Come...share your views.

Weekend at Carrefour and meeting 'traitors'.

2005-08-28T19:45:00.000+08:00

My weekends are normally spent at home. I used to party till the sun came up at one point in life but I think such extreme actions tend to slow down as I age (O gawd!! Did I just admit that I'm getting old???? NOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!). Nowadays, it's stay- in weekends for me and clubbing only happens if there's a party going on or I feel like my eyes need some 'washing' - I'd have to be REALLY lucky on this coz most of the time, my eyes HURT. Sigh. So as usual, this weekend was no different and I took Mum out for some household shopping. We made out way to Carrefour, Seberang Jaya and easily found a parking spot as it was only about 11.30am. ' We did some looking around and soon it was lunch time so we made our way to the food court. I haven't been to Carrefour often enough to recommend MANY dishes to those who have not yet step foot there BUT I did try the hotplate noodles and it was quite nice, suprisingly and the price - affordable too. O, not to mention that the chef was a very nice and friendly bloke as well. But this time, instead of sticking to something I already KNEW was nice, I gatai pungkok (literally means itchy backside and loosely translated as asking for trouble) and I made my way to the economy rice and Mum followed me too. The food looked appetising so I began to fill my plate with 3 types veggies and an egg. Mum took the same except she took a piece of fish instead of an egg. The total amount costs us a whooping RM9.60 (without tax). How that happened, I don't know since we only took veggies, I really thought it costs a wee bit TOO much. I should have brought my cam along with me but as usual, I forgot. *Must be like Lilian, lug around a backpack with ALL her ammo inside. Anything nice or out of the norm - thiak thiak! Then go home and blog about it.* Still haven't learnt my lesson. Sigh. ' After paying for the ridiculously expensive veggie meal, I went to give the lady the receipt and asked her for the free soup which they had so OPENLY and PROUDLY pasted on the wall behind their counter - 'Free 1 bowl of vegetable soup for purchase of RM5 and above'. But she had the cheek to tell me, 'Tak siap lagi la (Not ready yet la).' I was stunned as it was already way past 1pm. So I asked her, 'Habis macam maner? Takde aper-aper la? (So, how? I don't get anything is it?', and she gave me her STUPID and IRRITATING smile and just shook her hands as a sign that I wasn't gonna get anything, at least not today. *GGggggrrrr....* As I stomped off, I told her,'Kalau takde atau belum siap, jangan bubuh notis macam tuh. Sekarang nih, kira you tipu I tau?? (If there's no free soup or if it's not ready, then don't bother putting up a false notice. Do you realise that's cheating??)'. Being the blur sotong that she looked like (Cmos, don't angry arr...), I don't think she even realise that I was actually giving her a piece of my mind. *Just wondering if she knows how to count or not. Shessh!!* ' After that very 'eventful' lunch, we went into the food section to looked for our stuff. All of a sudden, I heard this familiar tune (having once lived in Johor)....and then the lyrics began clearer to me - 'Singapura. Singapura, oh Singapura. Sunny island, set in the seaaaaaaaaa... Singapura, oh Singapura. Pretty flowers, bloom for you and me...' ' And I was like, WTF???? I couldn't believe it!! I told myself that I must be hearing things and was secretly hoping that I was but I'm not deaf and I was pretty sure of what I was hearing. I mean, it is nearing to OUR national day but these stupid nuts (the song seem as if it was coming from the Wall's Conetto roadshow to promote their mini ice cream cones - and lemme tell you, they are MINUTE!!!) were playing ANOTHER countries' somewhat national song???? (It's not the national anthem of Singaproe BUT it's like our 'Kerana Mu Malaysia' song, you know?) What the fark was wrong with these people???? Mau mati ka??? Someone should shoot them...sadly I don't have a gun license or I would have done it myself. ' If anyone was at Carrefour, Seberang Jaya between 2pm and 3pm, and was nearby the Conetto freezer which is near the fruits and vegetables section, please let me know that I was hearing stuff.....PLEEEEEASE!!!!

MARI! MARI!! Kiter berbelog....

2005-08-28T19:16:00.000+08:00

Yup...seeing that our National Day is just DAYS away, I've decided to join Eyeris & gang in his blogging in BM campaign. See this HUGE pink 'Kempen Belog BM' button? Well, go here - 'register' yourself and get this WONDERFUL button and 'belog' away come this 31st August 2005, k? :D ' I personally feel that this is the best time for all of you out there, who have NOT written in BM for a long time such as yours truly, to write in BM. I can't remember when was the last time I ever wrote anything in BM. I think it was a letter to one of my customers but even then, my boss wasn't too confident in my capability. Sigh. So sad. Anyway, karat (rusty) or not, come join me and a whole band of other bloggers all around this blogsphere and 'belog' in BM. Be sure the button is up - feels like being in some elite club oni lar....hehehe! *Grin* Gawd, another attack of my chronic perasan-ism. ' Apa tunggu-tunggu lagi??? Pi register ler..!!!!! *Goodness, my northern slang is kicking in!*

Pictures of Timon, my NEW tortoise

2005-08-27T16:31:00.000+08:00

Timon arrives in a cute little 10kg Fedex box and obviously unhappy that he's IN one. ' Timon in a 'temporary' home which happens to be one of Mum's OLD flower pot holders. ' Timon in his NEW home after we rushed out to buy the biggest basin we could find. This dingky non-biodegradable basin costs RM27.90!!! Don't pray-pray ar... 'Timon getting comfy in his new home and as you can see, the water's SO clear and clean. BUT you don't wanna see it now. Sigh. It's gonna be a crappy (pun intended) job keeping good ol' Timon here clean. :p '

Speaking of which, HOW do you pronounce TORTOISE? Was proclaiming this good news to a few friends and one of them told me that the Brits in her office pronounce tortoise, "tor-toys" where as I (and most of the people I know) pronounce it, "tor-tis". And if we are suppose to be following the British, shouldn't we be also pronouncing it "tor-toys"? *Wonders when we should speak American and when British...*

Bavarian beefstick????

2005-08-27T09:55:00.000+08:00

I bet we ALL name our little missies and misters with names that one could spend a whole day laughing at but I couldn't help but trying this penis name generator ALTHOUGH I do not own one, all thanks to Chienne. :D And my 'penis' would be name ........

Your Penis Name is: Bavarian Beefstick

Get your own Penis Name

What more can I say - that sounds PRETTY impressive! :D On another note, I read this off a blog recently but forgot to take down the address but what I thought was really cool was this guys message to all the F.A.T guys....he said, 'Don't get upset if people call you (the guys) f.a.t because f.a.t is FABULOUS AND THICK'. Now...if that doesn't boost your (guys of course since they have SUCH an obsession over their PRIZED possession) ego or manhood or whatever you call it, I don't know what will. *Grin*

Forgive the cheekiness, don't know what's happened to me. :D Too excited about Timon, I guess....lol!!

Updated : Since BJ wanted to know what Timon's penis would be called, I did a check and IF Timon had a penis (which I can't confirm until now) it would be called ELVIS! :D Fuhyooo......mega superstar!! :P

O my goodness....a TORTOISE????

2005-08-27T09:12:00.000+08:00

What??? A TORTOISE???? Yes, a tortoise indeed - a tortoise I found taking a STROLL across a busy road as I was on my way to the office this morning. And this is happening after 2 tortoise stories. Let me share with you my tortoise tales :-

Tortoise tale #1

It was a dark and stormy night that fateful day in 2001....ok ok, it wasn't stormy but it was darn dark ok? I was driving back home after college one extremely dark and moonless night (I was taking part time classes back in those days - juggling work and studies is NO JOKE!) and as usual, I would be ~~speeding~~ driving a little faster than usual because I'm no fan of the highways at night and all I was looking forward to was my nice warm bed and a hot mug of Milo before I retire for the night. As I'm zooming past, my headlights catch this moving lump in the middle of the highway and I'm thinking, 'What the heck it that?!?!?'. I manage to avoid it by letting it go between my wheels. I slowed down a little and looked into my mirror and what I thought it was, was confirmed. It was a TORTOISE, talking a slow evening walk ACROSS the highway. Why it was doing that or where it was going - I guess I'll never know. I don't even know if it's still alive or got squashed by some crazy drive after me. I would have stopped to take it back home with me, just so I know for a fact that it WOULD have a chance to live but there was NO way in the world I was going to stop ON the highway on a DARK and LONELY night. So I drove on, feeling rather upset and afraid for the poor thing. It was on my mind for a few days but I knew I could have done nothing.

Tortoise Tale #2

This little tortoise was on the WRONG side of the road or it would be splashing in a pool today in my house, today. I was on the way to office one fine morning and decided to take a different route from the one I normally take - which was a bit unusual for me since I prefer my normal route. Why I did that - I don't know but I'm beginning to think it was some higher power. So there I was happily driving a little slower this time and then suddenly, out the corner of my eyes, I spot a moving lump - AGAIN!!! And I thought, 'Gad!!! Another tortoise???'. And this was happening about 1 year or so, after Mr. Unlucky Tortoise #1 was deserted by yours truly. I was shocked and although I was driving slower, I couldn't stop as well, because there were cars behind me and it was on the other side of the road. I felt so darn bad about it. Even wanted to make a U-turn at the next possible point but if I did that, I would have been late for work and I didn't want to leave a and impression on my new boss so, bye-bye tortoise #2.

Tortoise tale #3 (and hopefully the last, PLEASE!!!)

TODAY....I was on the way to work as I mentioned earlier and this lucky little fella had a narrow escape from the squashing of my wheels. It was taking a stroll across a rather busy road and when I managed to avoid it, I knew that I was third time lucky (I hope) and also knew for a fact that I wasn't gonna let this one slip. So I stopped my car by the side of the road, did some reversing and thank goddess that there weren't any cars behind me, trotted off to where it was STILL strutting its stuff, and picked it up. I freaked out when it started hissing at me and I was SO afraid it was going to stick its head out and snap at my fingers so I made sure I held it by the side of its shell and at arms length away from me. Took it back to my office and looked for a box to put it until we go home. Found a nice looking Fedex box and at the moment, Timon the tortoise (Naming of an animal - a sign of ownership and acceptance) is quite happy (I think) in his (or her as I have NO idea how to identify its sex but since I like boys better than girls, it'll have to be a HE for now) box. Caught his sticking his head out just now, so cute but I gather from that particular action that he ain't too happy about the box. I hope he isn't claustrophobic coz if he is - POOR THING!!!

Will take pictures of him and his box when I get home later but for now, I'm pleased to announce that I now have 2 puppies and a tortoise. *GRIN*

Anak Malaysia!!

2005-08-25T08:19:00.000+08:00

Inevitable Corsian wanted to know if Penang Ferry still operating. Well, what do you know....I took PICS on the way back from the Penang Blogger meet so here you go, pictures of the ferry THEN and now. Try figuring out which is which and if you get if wrong, I'll smack you. :D

All this talk about domain buying and web-hosting is getting me all fired up. I'll be going to check out a site Prashanth mentioned to me, which I think belongs to Petai (who can be found on Malaysian Blogger Forum - if you haven't signed up, you better!!) . Not only that, I've also been struck with the problem of coming up with a name for my domain. So far, Laidbare's suggestion seems to stand out - www.sexyvy.com . :D Looks good, sounds good and definitely lives up to yours truly. *Yes, I have what is called a chronic case of perasan-ism. Newly discovered, TODAY also by yours truly.

Today's post will be of random thoughts, nothing in particular so the next thing I wanna talk about is what SeekingAttentionDesperately mentioned in one of my comment boxes, "Errm... about your penang bloggers meet, are you guys are very close friends or 'totally strangers'? You guys must have been blogging for so long that everyone seems so at home with each other, yeah?". Frankly, speaking Seeking....I don't know ANYONE of them personally before we met face to face. I've only seen Peter Tan once at Northam Cafe somewhere in July but was too chicken to say hello. And he was the ONLY I could recognise, thank goddess! As for the rest, they are bloggers whose blogs I visit quite often and leave my ~~territorial mark~~ comment there, once in awhile. Actually, come to think of it, we WERE behaving as if we had known each other for years and I just realised that. Bizarre. :D Personally, I think it's hard NOT to be familiar in person when you've read their thoughts and practically know what they write about. Sometimes our writing does, to a certain extend potray who and what you are. And reading all these blogs for the past 3 months or so, has in a way made me (personally) feel familiar and close to them.

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The funny thing is, I didn't feel out of place or even lost when the whole bunch came together although it was my FIRST blogger meet. Everyone was so friendly and talkative and active. Not only that, I love meeting people and such outing are what I normally look out for. So, for me, it was really a fun day out - I'm really glad I didn't miss out on it coz at one point, I thought no one was going to turn up. :D

In light of the coming Merdeka Day which is happening less than a week from now, 31/8/2005 to be exact (to those who don't know when is it happening - you need to tie lots of bricks to your legs and then jump off Penang Bridge), mum is all geared up and excited about it. So excited until she decided to tie the small flag I got for her car LAST year, up on the lamp in our porch. I actually bought her 2 last year, one she glued to her car windshield and the other she kept for this year. But this time she glued it on our gate but didn't realise that the gate couldn't open when she glued it there. So I had to remove it and I thought she wouldn't want to stick it up anymore. Yesterday, when I got back from work, I saw it proudly waving in the breeze. So cute and patriotic of my mum! :D

I don't know about you, but this year I noticed that the are not as many crazy Malaysians out there who have numerous flags all stuck unto their cars. As a matter of fact, I only saw ONE car like that and even then, there weren't as many flags. Wonder why....correct me if I'm wrong but there are no free flags given out this at petrol kiosks, are there? O well....

O, by the way, I'm helping Ong to do a SMALL research on how to get rid of household pests the natural way. If you have any 'grandma' recipes you know of, please share with me. :D

Note : 'Grandma' recipes as in tying dried chillies to your ceiling lights to keep lizards away or placing them in your rice container to keep those black weevils away. :)

Ps. Prashanth says that once I get my domain and want to 'install' WP in it, is not as easy as it looks and requires time and LOTS of patience. He also say that it's best if someone can sit with me and help me along the way. Who wants to SIT with me and HELP me thorough this overnight if necessary? Another question : your place or mine? *Grin*

Then again, MSN/Yahoo msgr pun jadi lar.....sigh.

Now what???

2005-08-24T13:24:00.000+08:00

I'm getting SO freaked out here (Although I live in Kulim but I go to Penang often enough). Shesssh!!! Yesterday, I got email saying that Bridge Toll is gonna go up, NOW...I get email saying that the one of Penang Bridge's base is cracking. WTF??? Is THIS why the toll is being hiked up? So we can afford to bring in expensive foreign engineers to help fix this problem? *Me thinks Malaysia already have a LOT of qualified (civil) engineers to handle the maintenance of Penang Bridge - why must pay more to get OTHER people to maintain it for us???* Yioh!!! ' Can someone verify this? And PLEASE tell me it's SOME other bridge and NOT Penang Bridge. *Also wonders who is the mangkok so berani (daring) to get such a close up picture of the base...siao or what??*

What the....?!?!?!

2005-08-23T17:00:00.000+08:00

Did I read wrong or is it true that Penang Bridge toll is gonna be hiked up from RM7.00 to RM8.50 with effect from Oct 1, 2005???? WTF?!?!?!? Sure or not?? This is insane la...have to wait and see whether it's true or not, what Lim Kit Siang mentioned - coz I received this news in the mail a few minutes ago. *Shakes head* First BKE toll prices increased, then petrol, THEN ferry toll increased, NOW Penang Bridge increase....EVERYTHING is increasing except my salary. Sigh. So unfair.

On a brighter note, since I've been given 6 months worth of web-hosting for free being numero uno arriving at Coffee Bean at the last Penang blogger meet, I need to get a domain so this whole web-hosting thing can happen. I've been toying with the idea of getting my own domain OR give up the web-hosting all together but the more I think about it, the more excited I get because there seems to be SO many things I'd like to do with it. I could put up my poems, keep track of my (mis)adventures and important events in my life (besides blogging that is). I could even store picture of my kiddy-hood and who knows, even start a research on my family tree - get down to the messy part of genealogy (Definition : record of a person's or a family's ancestors or elatives) NOT gynecology (Definition : Diagnosis and treatment of the female reproductive system) ok? Ham sup people......yioh! So many things I could do with it...

Anyway, since it's been on my mind, I was talking to a chat pal just now and we were talking about domain names. He asked me what domain I was gonna get. And so I told him that I wasn't too sure as to whether I really wanted one and he said that I should get it since now I can get cheap domains. Anyway, coming back to naming my domain, I informed him that yvylyn.com was available but somehow, it didn't seem interesting and we were just throwing out ideas of the 'future' domain - I can up with LOADS of them but he said that I should 'please kiss' - please keep it short and sweet. Hahaha!! Caught me SO off guard there!! :p Perasan sungguh! Then I thought, pleasekiss.com sounds kinda nice actually.....but decided against it. Then he suggested yvy.com - really short and sweet, and perfect right? BUT only problem was it already EXISTED!!!! Yes, it's true. It belongs to Yvy Commerce, Shipping & Forwarding Agent. I think it's a Swiss company but I could be dead wrong about it. I can't recognise the language but man, I could recognise the name darn well!! Sigh. There goes my "www.yvy.com".

Back to the drawing board, gurl.....

By the way, if you have any ideas of what I should name my domain, leave me a comment. No prizes if I decide to choose it coz I really like it but I promise to give you credit for it. :D That's one thing for sure!

Why God reverted to Stone Tablets after giving the Internet a shot

2005-08-23T13:34:00.000+08:00

In light of the major attacks of spamming I've noted recently this light hearted humour should have you in stitches in no time. :D Happens to be one of the BEST jokes I've gotten....enjoy! ' "Excuse me, Sir." ' "Is that you again, Moses?" ' "I'm afraid it is, Sir." ' "What is it this time, Moses; more computer problems?" ' "How did you guess?" ' "I don't have to guess, Moses. Remember ?" ' "Oh, yes; I forgot." ' "Tell me what you want, Moses." ' "But you already know, Sir. Remember?" ' "Moses!" ' "Sorry, Sir." ' "Well, go ahead, Moses; spit it out." ' "Well, I have a question, Sir. You know those ten 'things' you sent me via e-mail?" ' "You mean the Ten Commandments, Moses?" ' "That's it. I was wondering if they are important." ' "What do you mean 'if they are important,' Moses? Of course, they are important. Otherwise, I would not have sent them to you." ' "Well, sorry, Sir, but I lost them. I could say the dog ate them; but, of course, you would see right through that." ' "What do you mean you 'lost them'? Are you trying to tell me you didn't save them, Moses?" ' "No, Sir; I forgot." ' "You should always save, Moses." Sigh. ' "Yes, I know. You told me that before. I was going to save them, but I forgot. I did forward them to some people before I lost them though." ' "And did you hear back from any of them?" ' "You already know I did. There was the one guy who said he never uses 'shalt not.' May he change the words a little bit?" ' "Yes, Moses, as long as he does not change the meaning." ' "And what about the guy who thought your stance was a little harsh, and recommended calling them the 'Ten Suggestions,' or letting people pick one or two to try for a while?" ' "Moses, I will act as if I did not hear that." ' "I think that means 'no.'. Well, what about the guy who said I was scamming him?" ' "I think the term is 'spamming', Moses." ' "Oh, yes. I E-mailed him back and told him I don't even eat that stuff, and I have no idea how you can send it to someone through a computer." ' "And what did he say?" ' "You know what he said. He used Your name in vain. You don't think he might have sent me one of those -- err -- plagues, and that's the reason I lost those ten 'things', do you?" ' "They are not plagues; they are called 'viruses,' Moses." ' "Whatever! This computer stuff is just too much for me. Can we go back to those stone tablets? It was hard on my back taking them out and reading them each day, but at least I never lost them. ' "We will do it the new way, Moses; using computers!!" ' "I was afraid you would say that, Sir." ' "Moses, what did I tell you to do if you messed up?" ' "You told me to hold up this rat and point it toward the computer." ' "It's a mouse, Moses, not a rat. Mouse! Mouse! And did you do that?" ' "No, I decided to try calling technical support first. After all, who knows more about this stuff than you? And I really like your hours. By the way, Sir, did Noah have two of these mice on the ark?" ' "No, Moses." ' "One other thing. Why did you not name them 'frogs' instead of 'mice,' because did you not tell me the thing they sit on is a pad?" ' "I did not name them, Moses. Man did, and you can call yours a frog if you want to." ' "Oh, that explains it. I bet some woman told Adam to call it a mouse. After all, was it not a woman who named one of the computers 'Apple?'" ' "Say good night, Moses." ' "Wait a minute, Sir. I am pointing the mouse, and it seems to be working. Yes, a couple of the ten 'things' have come back." ' "Which ones are they, Moses?" ' "Let me see. 'Thou shalt not steal from any grave an image' and 'Thou shalt not uncover Thy neighbor's wife.'" ' "Turn the computer off, Moses. I'm sending you another set of stone tablets."

Experiencing writer's block and suddenly this.....???

2005-08-23T08:30:00.000+08:00

Your Kissing Purity Score: 43% Pure

You're not one to and tell... But word is, you kiss pretty well.

Kissing Purity Test

Hahahaha!!! I don't know WHY I always end up doing ridiculous online test like these and why it always makes me laugh but hey, I'll do whatever to laugh - secret recipe to staying young. But I have to hope and pray people don't think I'm siao (crazy)! Hhhmmm......now THAT'S affirmation. :D *I don't know WHY but this script won't come out as nicely as Shan's. Humph! Had to modify a bit. Cheh!

Well, after the Penang Bloggers meet on Sunday, I've been hit by writer's block and have somehow lost my words. So I thought that I should get my cute bubble butt back into action by talking about what I saw outside my house as I was driving out to office today.

As I backed out my car from the driveaway, right behind me was a gorgeous sight. A sight truly to behold the wonders of God, the creator. 2 reasons why there isn't a picture to show off this wonderous sight is #1. I was late for work and Mum was hurrying me away #2. (You guessed it) Didn't have my cam with me. Sigh. Wasted only! Anyway, I'm hoping my description will allow you to visualize what I saw. :D I saw the hills in front of my house, shrouded with mist. It gave off the impression of a sight you'd get if you had a hotel room facing Mount Fuji. The blanket of mist seem to be moving around the mountain like it was wrapping itself around the mountain to keep it safe. At the rate humans are going about cutting down trees and mountains for 'development' - I am not suprise to see nature trying to save themselves from all this destruction. Sigh. It was REALLY a wondrous sight but I do not know when I will be able to see this again or if it will ever happen again.

The rate of development in Kulim is FANTASTICALLY fast. In just 6 months or so, Kulim Town has taken a 180 degree turn where development is concerned. I can hardly recognise it anymore. I really do regret not taking any pictures before all this development took place. It made me SO sad to these people chopping down HUGE, age old trees which provided superb shade and a sense of being one with nature. In the morning it was there, on the way back from work - whole tree is gone and the only sign that there ever was a tree before were a few scattered leaves blowing in the wind. Sigh. Sad but true.

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When will we, humans realise that all this extensive development and destruction of nature for the so-called betterment (Is there such a word??) of mankind, will one day lead to our destruction and annihilation? What would it take to open our eyes? Will it be too late when we finally realise that we've come to the end of the road and there is no going back?

A lot of people have laughed at me especially when I'm at the store buying something and when they pack it up and give it to me in a plastic bag - I normally say that I can do without the plastic bag, and actually say out loud 'Save the earth!' They actually think it's funny and weird that I don't want a plastic bag to hold the 2 small items I bought when it can easily fit into my handbag. Will the same people be laughing when they realise that they won't have an earth to live on anymore? Well, I don't think so and you wouldn't either. So the next time someone says, 'Save the earth' - I suggest you take it seriously. *

Ps. Don't get your hopes up on second earth. No one knows for sure if it's possible. So why risk losing the only earth we have NOW?

VERY the happening indeed - My FIRST Blogger Meet

2005-08-21T22:54:00.000+08:00

Taaa-daa!! Now, my version of what happened during the Penang Bloggers meet today. Of course I'm not the FIRST to blog about this. :) Others were faster than me! Haha....I'm a bit of a slow coach. BUT I was the FIRST to arrive at Coffee Bean (So difficult to get parking - wah!! Lucky just in time one Waja was pulling out. Phew!), tergedik-gedik (loosely translated as over excited) to check out my fellow bloggers only to realise that I was FAR too early and thus I felt like some 'poor lost child', as quoted by Jeremy coz' he arrived just about 30 minutes after I did. Thank goodness I recognised his logo or he would look exactly that, a lost child. :D Since I arrived early, I went to get me a drink. Call me ulu, call me kiam siap (stingy) but the ~~kopi ais~~ iced cappuccino I ordered was the MOST expensive cup of coffee I have ever paid for. That diluted plastic cup of ~~kopi ais~~ iced cappuccino cost me RM9.24. I know a lot people frequent Coffee Bean like I do my fav road side mamak stall but man, now I remember why no one has spotted me in Coffee Bean before. As you can see from this picture, I made sure I did not waste a single drop - expensive lor!!! Bui tahan...*Wonders how people can afford sit for such long hours sipping on such expensive drinks, one after the other. Must remember ask around methods of printing money so I oso can drink cup after cup of ~~kopi ais~~ iced cappuccino.*

Shortly after I arrive (remember NO ONE was around then), my friend Azman turned up - the last time I saw this dude was some 6 years ago!!! We were studying in the SAME college and SAME class at one point. Fancy meeting him at Coffee Bean, o wait...almost everyone frequents Coffee Bean so, not really a suprise I guess. Anyway, thank goodness he was around or I'd have left earlier coz I didn't really know how any of the Penang bloggers look like (Yes, photos can deceive - not VERY reliable) and I was beginning to feel deserted. While chatting with Azman and catching with up the times, Peter arrived with Ee Yean and KS Tang. THIS time, I made the first move and effort to introduce myself after shying away the last time. :D What a feeling to see a familiar face! After that, more and more fellow bloggers started to turn up....Jeremy (he arrived after Peter & gang did), n305er, Lucia, Ong, Witty, Cmos, Kiasi, Frostier, Bryan, Ryan (Bryan's friend who reminded me of HK stars punya gaya - heh), Kenny, Lilian & her cute little son - so comel!!! Wanted to pinch his cheeks but he was too far away from me and mummy was nearby, so even if I could have - she might pinch me back, scared lor!! :P By the way, if I missed out anyone, sorry!! Please let me know and I'll update this post.

It was indeed really fun to meet up with some of the Penang bloggers, I'm sure there are many more out there and I think we should have ANOTHER meet again soon. It's a really nice change to LISTEN and share our thoughts on the spot, rather than to READ them on blogs. Not only have I met some of my fellow bloggers, I now have MORE friendly faces with whom I can relate too. Isn't that just wonderful? :D I think it is.

Ps. I don't have any picture to put up in here because almost EVERYONE was taking picture and there were camera flashes were going off all over the place and it really made me feel like some celebrity!! :D *Pssttt....got video lagi!!* By the way, I really don't know who took what pictures but I do know that n305er & Lilian have already uploaded some of them. Be sure to check them out! :D Oo oo oo...I oso got free web hosting for 6 mths...YAY!! All thanks to sweet Jeremy. :D Yup, he kept his word - a true gentleman, if not I will strangle him! Heh. *Now thinking what and how to get about using this web hosting thingy since I know nuts about what Jeremy is giving me in the first place!! Now who's the blur sotong....? Sigh.

*Can those who took pictures with me in it please send it to me at mistyeiz@yahoo.com? Rumber thanks! :D

What if...

2005-08-21T21:53:00.000+08:00

Was a WONDERFUL day today....:) Penang blogger meet was FUN!! It was change to HEAR thoughts being shared rather than to READ it. Will blog more on that in my next post but for now, just a short one after reading Lucia's post just now.

Looking at all awful things are happening around us today, THIS could happen to us at any time. DO you think it's fair for God to just pull the plug if things get SO out of hand and messy? All that noise, all that hurt, all that turmoil.....ayaiyai, I would wanna pull the plug too.....wouldn't you?

How I got addicted

2005-08-20T22:47:00.000+08:00

I officially started blogging on 8/5/2005, when Friendster started introducing blogs as one of their added services. I knew nuts about blogging then and as a matter of fact, after some 3 months (OMG, I've only been blogging for three months but I feel like I've been blogging for ages!!), the only thing I've learnt about blogging is that blogging is a GREAT way to express ones happiness, joy, anger, sadness and stupidity (if that is your choice) , and not have anyone pass judgment on it - well, most of the time anyway. :) I didn't plan on 'migrating' over to Blogger but somehow, Friendster really disappointed me because the republishing of each post took ages!! And it really pissed me off....I was getting very irritated by its 'speed' and that's why I found myself another home - Blogger!! :D ' So far, I'm enjoying what Blogger is offering me however I am also at the same time quite intrigued by Word Press. I've actually created an account there too just to check out its features and I must admit that the thought of moving AGAIN is rather tempting BUT I don't know if I larat (really want to) or not. The skins are cute - not all but some are, especially the black and white pups (which is incidentally the skin I've chosen for my tester blog) and it's got Google Adsense ads built in for you too. Saves you the hassle of messing with your template. It's got loads of other features which will take ages if I were to describe every one of them but it's really interesting. How I wish all my posts in here could be merged over to WP, alas...I think it is not possible. :( And that is not good. Since I'm still in the process of learning about the pages and fooling around with it, don't be too worried about my moving over there too soon. :D All will be informed accordingly. A lot of our bloggers are using WP now...namely 5xmom and Macvaysia. I bet there are definitely a lot of people out there using WP and enjoying it too. 5xmom swears by it!! She's been busy promoting it in our Malaysian Blogger Forum. :D ' I actually did mention how this craze over blogging started for me here. And how I've grown to love blogging. For me, there is really no way of ever getting sick of it because it is mainly made up of thoughts and feelings that I have within me, penned down. I find it very interesting because there are millions out there who are blogging and blogging in their own style, their own words....not to mentioned their templates too! Amazing...simply amazing. Of couse not all blogs appeal to me - if everything appealed to me, I wouldn't be blogging anymore, I'd be blog hopping/reading!! Lol.... ' Another thing I've realise about blogging is that I am actually simultaneously getting my creative juices to flow and at the same time, make a few bucks because the more interesting my post is, the more visitors I have and the more visitors I have, the more clicks I will have added on my adsense. And THEN, Ka-ching!! :D Hahaha....ok, that's only partly true. It doesn't bother me if people don't click on my ads but it's nice to know that people are reading what I'm writing and if there are good comments, I take it in and appreciate it, not to mention that I will bathe in the compliments but if they are comments whih I don't agree with, I can't do anyting about and neither would I do anything about becuase suprisingly, these are the comments that will help me broaden my horizons. It helps me open my eyes to what I see not - and that is good. To me, there is always room for improvement and there is no such thing as stopping from improving because we are far from perfect. Thus, we must always strive to be the best we can. '' With that in mind, it's time for me to head off to bed. I'ma sleepy and need all the rest I can get. Tomorrow...no this afternoon, I mean - PENANG BLOGGERS MEET!!! WOooooHhooooo!!!

What I am and what I'm looking for.....

2005-08-20T16:58:00.000+08:00

Thanks to Prashanth's post recently, I found myself (as usual) trying this Dating Diversions Test and this is what I came up with. '

Your dating personality profile: Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate. Religious - Faith matters to you. It is the foundation that you build your life upon. You trust that God has a plan for you. Adventurous - Just sitting around the house is not something that appeals to you. You love to be out trying new things and really experiencing life.

Your date match profile: Practical - You are drawn to people who are sensible and smart. Flashy, materialistic people turn you off. You appreciate the simpler side of living. Big-Hearted - You want someone compassionate, someone gentle and kind. A loving, nurturing person will fill that hole in your life. Adventurous - You are looking for someone who is willing to try new things and experience life to its fullest. You need a companion who encourages you to take risks and do exciting things.

Your Top Ten Traits 1. Liberal 2. Religious 3. Adventurous 4. Big-Hearted 5. Shy 6. Sensual 7. Traditional 8. Practical 9. Romantic 10. Wealthy/Ambitious

Your Top Ten Match Traits 1. Practical 2. Big-Hearted 3. Adventurous 4. Religious 5. Conservative 6. Traditional 7. Romantic 8. Athletic 9. Shy 10. Sensual

Take the Online Dating Profile Quiz at Dating Diversions ' I actually agree with most of what has been said about me EXCEPT #1 - that is untrue. I truly dislike politics. I don't talk about politics and I don't really take notice if it either. *Shrugs* O well.....going through tests such as this is fun but frankly, do you really believe that it can tell what you're made up of or what you are? I doubt it really. sometimes I realise that I can't even figure out what I want myself - how can a program which has been designed based on a few similar results or answers be what that I'm searching for? In any case, I'm glad to say that the other traits (almost) all reflect me and as for what I'm searching for in my partner - I'm happy to note that I've already found it all. *Blush* ; Ps. Update on my handphones loss : I've bought me another one today - Nokia 1100, now only RM240 (Humph! Come to think of it, it's cheaper than my 3315 which I bought for RM315, I dunno if it's cheaper else where, but I bought it from the first store I saw, hate shopping for phones. Bleech!). Feeling a small pinch now *sniff sniff* but hey, all I can say it its definitely not RM25k! :D Lol.....just as long as I can receive calls and make calls. It's good enough for me. :D

WAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

2005-08-19T22:30:00.000+08:00

What turned out to be the beginning to a wonderful weekend has now become the worst. Sigh. The worst thing that could ever happen to a mobile phone owner has happened to me. In four words - I lost my handphone. Sigh. I can't believe it and am still in a state of shock. I've NEVER misplaced anything expensive and to have this happen to me seems the most horrible thing to happen. Sigh. I wanna blame Rohit (my colleague who has since left for the US) for this mishap but I can't because after careful consideration, I've come to the conclusion that it was instant retribution for being a wee bit nasty. Sigh. ' It was 5.15pm and I received a parcel containing Rohit's cheque and I was asked to bank it in for him. Making my way to the bank I knew that I had to write down a contact number on the cheque before dropping it in so I took my phone with me to write his number down. Half way filling up the form I realise that he would not be using his Malaysian number and decided to write down the office number. While filling up the form, I noticed an elderly lady and her daughter beside me. She kept looking at me, hoping to catch my attention but I pretended not to notice because I had no intention of hanging around any longer than I already had. (Yes, it was bad of me but it was ALREADY 5.15pm....I was going to leave for home in 15 minutes! What do you expect??) Rushing to fill up the form, I looked up and was making my way to drop in the cheque when the lady asked me to fill up one form so she could follow suit. I was in seriously no mood to layan (entertain) the lady so decided to do the next best thing - told her kid how to fill up the form and then I went to drop the cheque in the box and left hurriedly. After stepping out, I realise I forgot to collect the slip of acknowledgement so return to see if there was any. Suprisingly, there was none but the lady was still there. I made a quick getaway before she noticed me and hurried back to the office. But I was pretty sure she saw me though. *Shrugs* ' I didn't notice that I had left my phone behind until I was about to leave at 5.45pm (was still busy surfing the net in the office since boss had already gone home). I panicked and I couldn't think where my handphone was and was cracking my head about it and SUDDENLY, it hit me. I left it at the counter at the bank!!!! I quickly rushed out to check but I knew deep down inside that my poor baby was gone and sure enough, there was no traces of his existence anywhere. :( To say that I wanted to cry because I was upset would be wrong because I was upset and pissed off at my own carelessness more than losing the phone. I still cannot believe that I lost my handphone due to my carelessness. Sigh. It's totally unbelievable since I've had that phone for the past 2 years and it still looks new. The bastard who took would have made some cash out of it if he traded it in. Damn! ' I tried giving the phone a call (Yea, like as if the person who found it would answer and admit taking it *slaps forehead*) and obviously the phone would be off. Most likely the sim card had been thrown away and my phone on the way to some handphone shop. Sigh. I quickly called up my service provider and barred my line. Sigh. There goes a perfectly fine phone. It was working fine and was giving me no problems - why was I so careless?!?!?! Sigh. I'm off to get me a new one tomorrow. Although it's the most valid reason to get a new phone, I was SO unready for it to happen this way. I am SO totally upset about this. Yes, I may be taking it to hard but hey, I'm just pissed off....really I am. Sigh. Enough of sighing la.....dunno how many minutes of my life has been wasted from all this sighing. Sigh. ' Good night ya'll...have a good weekend, hang on tight to your handphones and be good.....sigh. ' Ps. Lesson learnt today : There is always time to help someone in need. I could have saved me some money and felt good about myself. But now, I feel like crap. :( That's instant retribution for you. Sigh.

The 'About Me' info elaborated

2005-08-19T14:46:00.000+08:00

So I noticed that a lot of people are doing this - write about themselves in a post and make it into a link. I think it's good and a great opportunity to tell ~~the whole wide world~~ my readers a little bit about what I'm actually made up of.

Things You Should Know About Me:-

1. I love animals but I still eat (some of) them, thus I'm not a vegan, never had the intention to become one. And will never be one so....BITE ME!

2. I'm the eldest in the family and yes, that gives me the right to bully my sister.

3. I am Catholic and I believe in God, the Father Almighty but that doesn't stop me from loving every page of Dan Brown's Angels & Demons and Da Vinci Code.

4. I nearly had a nervous breakdown and wanted to jump off Penang Bridge all because I couldn't do a programming assignment. Thus, I hate programming.

5. I was working and studying part-time at one point, so don't tell me that studying is hard or working is worst. I've done BOTH simultaneously - I know what hell is and I'm lucky to still be alive too!

6. I think I am fun to be with, patient (but not with kids), lovable, understanding, funny and kinky - therefore I am as mentioned.

7. I love my body that's why I like to decorate it with piercings and tattoo(s). If you don't like it, I really don't give a rats ass about it. And no, God isn't mad at me for having tattoos and here's why.

8. I love snail mailing and I've mentioned it here and this is prove. :D

9. When my crazy friends and I meet up, nothing is impossible.

10. I am proud to be of Indian descent but I don't bother to go into detail. Indian is Indian, why give others and yourself a headache by giving a long lecture on where your ancestors came from? No one cares!

11. Despite having many Government heads who have no idea what the hell they are doing to the system, I'm proud to be Malaysian and that I live in a peaceful, (almost) non-violent, (almost) free country.

12. I cannot tolerate spoilt brats and ill-mannered children and believe that such kids need to be reminded that the world does not spin around them even if it means some spanking and caning. Didn't kill me when I got me some stripes, so I don't think it would kill them either.

13. I do not believe in 'ignorant is bliss' nor 'what you don't know, won't hurt you' coz it can get you into a LOT of unnecessary trouble.

14. I play the organ and tambourine (be it as sissy as that sounds) at church and my church choir rocks! *As complimented by a TEENAGER. A compliment you don't get everyday and if I could I would print it out and get it framed up.*

15. I am sometimes a procastinator and tend to put things off if I can. I'm not proud of it but sometimes it does come in handy.

16. Despite being a procastinator (See #15), I like to be organised and know how things are being handled. I am meticulous when it comes to travel arrangements and do not take well to certain spontaneous activities. Particularly the traveling kind. Can't you blame me for NOT wanting to be stranded in Istanbul when I should have arrived in Paris instead??

17. I love making personalised cards and gifts and always hope for the same in return. However, due to such 'high' expectations (because I know not everyone is as thoughtful or creative as I am), I am *sometimes* disappointed with my gifts. But that doesn't mean I don't appreciate them all the same. What I really hate about getting gifts is when I get something which I had specifically mentioned over and over again with the hope of NOT getting it and then I DO. Sigh. KG knows best.

18. I am of mixed parentage and have been mistaken to be Malay or Punjabi but never the 2 other races which I am actually made up of, Indian and Eurasian (Eurasian+Chinese). Bizarre....

19. I love my name and wouldn't change it even if given the chance to, because I love to see peoples facial reactions when they find out how my name is spelt. Priceless.

20. I do not believe in male chauvinism and wish I could wipe it off the face of the earth. However, it cannot be done if women continue to be the cause if it.

21. I do not believe in material pampering which I notice is fast becoming a norm because there is no stopping or turning back once the wheels are in motion. (Based on personal observation and #12) 22. I have miraculously mastered the art of parallel parking and have to admit that I can 'sometimes better than some of my male colleagues'. Such a compliment from a man is something any woman should hang on to for dear life. :D 23. I can't swim to save myself but I love snorkeling. (19/8/2005)

Note : I didn't think there was so much about me that I could write about but obviously there is. So I'm going to keep this link open and will update as I grow and learn more about myself. :D In reality, life is a never ending lesson. ' Ps. Additional information will be in colored fonts and please also note that the comment box has been disabled simply because you have no right comment ABOUT me. I am who I am, good or bad - I am ME. :D

When crushes crush you Sniff sniff

2005-08-19T13:10:00.000+08:00

I used to read a LOT of (story) books when I was growing up so much so that I'm now stuck with glasses. I blame reading too much while lying down in the dark for it. Then again, maybe it is really because I watched too much tv at such a close range. What to do? Cannot see, so go closer to the TV la. Now see? Have to wear spectacles - bleeech! :P So, to the children out there who have stumbled upon this sacred haven of mine - hear ye, hear ye!! Don't sit too close to the tv while you're watching it for hours on end AND don't lie down in a dim room if you want to read your history text book to fall asleep (I know you do it - I did it many times before). Who would have thought that growing up was so tough? Ever notice how jumbled and confused teenagers are? Or how marvelously aloof they seem? Oblivious to the reality that's happening around them but seem trapped in that tiny secret world they have, conquered by Linkin' Park and Avril Lavigne? Shessh, back in my time it was New Kids On The Block and Bon Jovi (and YES!!!! They still rock!!! Thank goddess...)

I also remember how easy it was to have multiple crushes on the boys in school. It sort of reminds me of Sweet Valley High (SVH). Don't know how many of you have read this series of stories about teens and what life was all about for them in school. But I used to read this a lot because my cousin had a whole stack of it and when I used to visit her during the school holidays, I could always be found in her room with my face in one of the MANY books on SVH - totally engrossed in it. I used to wonder why it was so different over there and how come we didn't have prom night after Form 5. I bet it would have been the most happening thing that could EVER happen in school. Then again, we had a substitute for that I guess - Installation Night. Normally organised by the elite group at school, Interact Club. Ahh....those were the days.

Coming back to having crushes with almost every Ali, Mutu & Chong.....it's really funny how a crush works. Wordnet defines crush as "puppy love, calf love, infatuation (temporary love of an adolescent)". Yup, you noticed it too, didn't you? Calf love???? O well. Putting that into my own words and personal experience, a crush is when you feel you face hot as you blush when you see that cute guy you like and he suddenly turns to look at you and smile, or when you suddenly become some salivating speechless moron when he says 'hi' to you and actually made the effort to make small talk with you while waiting for the bus, or when you heart skips more than a beat causing major palpitations as his leg accidentally brushes against yours in the library or when his hand accidently touches yours as he stretches out from across the table to take the newspaper, or when you go out to the movies in a group and he ends up sitting beside you and his cologne fills you up until it makes you whoozy and half the time you're so busy taking in his perfume, you don't know what the hell is showing and above all, when he's seems to be the only reason you look forward to going to school everyday - just so you get all flustered and have butterflies fluttering in your tummy, just by looking at him.

That my friend, was how I felt about my FIRST and last, major crush. That blardy crush lasted me 6 freaking years. As pathetic as it sounds, I funnily never gave up on him. I always had that little flickering lamp for him despite knowing that I would NEVER get a chance to be with him. I was WAY out of his league....he was like that pretty butterfly that all the catchers wanted as their trophy and I was merely an ugly moth. Despite all that negative thought, I had always held on to that last straw - hope. It's funny how wonderful being in his presence made me felt. I don't know what it is about him that makes me swoon at the mere sight of him, that I feel all light-headed when he smiles at me or how I lose track of time when he's talking to me. Shessh.....I was REALLY pathetic back then. It took me a LONG time to realise that I really meant nothing to him. That there wasn't going be any fire to light with him nor would there be any special moments with him. It really hurt me so much to see him 'serious' with other girls, (just because you're in school doesn't mean you're blind to what is going on around you especially when it concerns the 'love' of your life) - and I can tell you he had MANY. Sigh.

Despite it all, I'm really glad that we didn't end up together though. The one thing I've learnt from this very hurting experience is that being disappointed by someone you like very much is devastating especially when you've had feelings for him for as long as I did. And because I had those feelings for so long and even kept in touch with him after he left the country for studies, it gave me a clear view of what he was really made up of - he grew up to be suave, charming, handsome and O, so heavenly built too - typical buaya (player). The kind who'd swallow you whole and spit you out in bits and pieces. Ouch indeed! I definitely wasted 6 freaking years on him, thank goodness it was while I was growing up, phew! When the crush of your life crushes you, man....it hurts like hell - especially when you're growing up. Teenagers are sensitive creatures - really. See, I can still remember all those times like it happened yesterday. And I'll never forget my first slow dance with him either. :) But that's another story. :D However, I can tell you that it was the BEST ever birthday do I ever had. And most likely the CLOSEST I've ever and will ever be to him. Lol....

Come to think of it, it's been years since I last saw him and just spoke to a friend who informed me that he was back in town. I wonder....could he still make my legs turn to jello with that killer smile of his and that rock hard body? I don't know and given the choice, I'd rather not find out but then again....for old times sake, why not? :)

Wishes to a new friend

2005-08-18T08:09:00.000+08:00

*Clears throat since it's too early in the morning and starts to yodel* ' Happy birthday to YOU Happy birthday to YOU Happy birthday to SSHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!! ' Happy birthday to YOOUUuuuuuuu..... ' Nah....your present. Here's wishing you all the best this life has to offer you, buddy. I may have only known for just awhile but hey, friendships last a lifetime (as least that what I believe in anyway - just don't stab me in the ~~butt~~ back, ok? :P). You have a wonderful birthday and I look forward to ~~singing~~ sending you more birthday wishes in the future.

Down Memory Lane : Part 2

2005-08-17T13:04:00.000+08:00

Continuing my stroll down memory lane and as far as my memory can take me, I had one hell of a f-ed up teen life. Not only was it almost non-existent, I was that kid you didn't even know existed. The only thing that made me stand out (Thank goddess!) was perhaps my height and my name. Aahhh yes, if only I could shrink back to that size. Sigh.

Being a teenager must be the worst stage in ones life. It's like as if you're neither here nor there. What makes it worst is the fact that you feel this rebellious streak in you because your hormones are just going crazy and you have no idea how to deal with it. Well, that is what normally happens to NORMAL teenagers, right? With me, I didn't quite have such an exciting life. Now, now...please, I don't need sympathy for it. As much as I hated my teenager life, there was SOME fun while I was there. Funny thing is, the only thing I can clearly remember is this girl Goh E.H. Back in primary school, we were the bestest of friends. We'd have sleep overs, we'd go swimming together (well, she would be the one swimming and I would be the one flapping around like a drowning elephant), I mean.....we were just like any pair of best friends you see around. Always together - and I thought it would remain that way for the rest of my life. How wrong I was. The only thing that REALLY stood out for me during my secondary school days was how I hated going to school at ONE point. Remember how I mentioned that kids can be so cruel? Well, this is the PERFECT example.

Form 1, the time where you get split up from your Standard 6 classmates coz you get streamed into difference classes based on racial quota (That was THEN, now? God knows how they do it these days) and no one made a fuss about it. We just went with the flow and I ended up having almost NONE of my old classmates with me except for PD and VK. So since we were in the same school from before and now in the same class with 30 other new faces, what more could you expect a bunch of giggly teens to do?? You see a girl and 2 boys together most of the time because we were a 'clique'. Goh was no longer close to me and that also meant that I had lost 2 other good friends too - Cindy and Yati, o...not forgetting Loges too. Then again, at that time she wasnt THAT close to me either but no loss I guess.

I don't know WHAT happened but suddenly Goh became this really horrid person. She began making fun of me, calling me names and the WORST thing she ever called me was 'pizza face' and seriously, that has scarred me for life all because I had a VERY bad case of acne when I was growing up. I still have these outbreaks but I don't really care about them anymore. But at THAT time, it was a major slap to the face and it really hurt me to think that this girl was once my BEST friend in the whole wide world. Things got SO bad that I didn't want to go to school anymore. Goh somehow managed to hasut (instigate) the others to join forces with her against me. I mean, wtf??? For what??? Just coz I was like Lone Ranger in school didn't mean that I enjoyed the immense attention, you know? Instead of looking forward to school, I used to dread it when morning came. It was like living in a nightmare - it was REALLY such a torment. ' Finally, my dad informed the discipline teacher who coincidently was his friend. So she called us in to the office the next day and kind of warned Goh with me there of course. As much as I loved seeing Goh's face turn to rainbow colors, I was afraid to step out of the office - who know what dark evils lurked around the corner, you know? Suprisingly, she backed down and kept her distance. Only once did she try to flame me again, but it was a one-girl show. No one followed her after that. *Breathes with relief* ' Life was a bed of roses and school was my hang out after she left. Her family moved and I finally found out what 'good riddance to bad rubbish' really meant. Happy Yvy!! :D Life was fine after that.....the devil was gone and we were all cleansed. Suprisingly, Loges became quite close to me and thank goddess that we still keep in touch. I'm glad too. Sometimes it's really great to meet up with people from school. Brings back all those (not so) wonderful memories. It's all good really. ' Just recently (not really - unless you mean 1 year ago), I met up with a few of my friends from school and we were reminiscing old times and what a shocker I got when I found out that Goh's turn GAY!! She's a lesbo. O M G!!!! To think that we were THAT close and we used to do a lot of stuff together and....and...and....O M F G!!!! I've been contaminated!!! I have been 'TOUCHED'!! *Okla, just exaggerating* But seriously, I don't think I'm THAT surprised about it really....she was always very tom boyish and rough, not that I wasn't. We both were and I guess subconsciously she knew that someone had to be the 'man' right? Thank goddess it weren't me. Phew! ' I think I finally found out for myself why she did all those horrid stuff to me. I think she was upset that I no longer held her up on the pedestal that I used when we were together. Maybe she was jealous that I was always with PD & VK...who knows? I will never know and I don't wanna know. Last I heard, she was patronizing the girls in Denmark. I swear I heard her laugh that one time in Gurney Plaza. I SWEAR! I could never forget that donkey-braying laugh she has. One of a kind and I KNOW it was her...I JUST KNOW IT!!!

English - Improvised

2005-08-17T09:00:00.000+08:00

Got this in the mail this morning. Simply hilarious!!! Thanks to little sis. :D *Yup, I cut and paste. So what????*

The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility. As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".In the 1st year,... "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.

In the 2nd year,... there will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.

In the 3rd year,... publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.

By the 4th yer,... people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v". During ze fifz yer,... ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.Und efter ze fifz yer,... ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.

Something stinky is going on.....BEWARE!!!

2005-08-17T08:26:00.000+08:00

I seriously think someone should catch this Michelle Daddy, (assuming it's a 'he' as you can't be too sure these days when anyone can hide behind a nick) shave his head with alternated hair strips and color it blue and red, strip him down to his undies, and hang him upside down right smack in the middle of town. I bet then he would get ALL the attention he wants.

Something REALLY stinky is going with this fella. First he comes in and contaminates my blog (God know what he was screaming about in my comment box - not gonna remove it yet, well I might since I bet it's something bad from the looks of it) and then goes over to the REAL Michelle's blog and contaminates hers as well and when I pop by to check it out with her......I see MY nick with some comment I DID NOT leave. WTF is going on?? Who is this mofo who's busy using people nicks to create some fire?? I know its not THAT tough to use someone else's nick and leave a nasty message but WHY? Nothing else to do it is? Yioh!!!

Not only that, this MD is so wrong to talk bad about other people. If possible, that blog should be deleted. I don't believe whatever that is being said in there, coz it obviously looks as if someone's been VERY busy copying, pasting and modifying these pix, as they are ALL available on the sites at Blogger. What a load of crap!!! I don't know how to solve or get around this but I sure am freaked out about it. :( I guess this is the reason why people are advised not to put up their pix on the internet. With these kinda freaks around, believe me you, it's good advice. Sigh.

Afdlin Shauki's blog?!?!?

2005-08-16T14:10:00.000+08:00

Fuhyooo......Afdlin Shauki oso got time to blog!!! :D Not bad huh?? Haven't started reading it yet but he's on my fav's link. Should be VERY the interesting. :)

When 'love hurts' becomes 'love ouch'

2005-08-16T12:14:00.000+08:00

Do you realise that many, MANY people out there LOVE getting tattoos in foreign languages, especially Chinese or Japanese? And how proud they are of their tattoos? Some even declare their love by tattooing their partners name on their arm in Sanskritt like *cough* Beckham - all for the sake of luuuuurve. And because 'he felt it would be less 'tacky' than having it done in English'. But what are the odds of getting a foreign language tattoo wrong or misspelt? I say....VERY HIGH!! This is simply because your tattoo artist is just THAT - a tattoo artist, unless of course if s/he is Chinese/Japanese educated where s/he lives and breathes the language otherwise, no design is impossible to ink. I'll admit that I would LOVE to get a tattoo in an ancient language like maybe Hebrew, Aramaic or even Akkadian but when Ted designed my name for me in Hebrew, I didn't quite like it (coz most ancient alphabets look Arabic) so I decided to design my own design and I'm glad I did. It's the ONE and ONLY one around and if I see anyone having it, I would know for SURE that they copied it off me and of course, I would be pissed coz' the rule of the thumb for getting a tattoo is NEVER copy off a design. Always be original (the only reason why I decided to design my own tattoo) however, I would also be flattered at the same time coz someone thought it nice enough to get inked on for the REST of their LIVES with MY name. Mmuuaaahahahahahaha!!!! *Evil laugh* Highest form of flattery actually. :D *Sorry, my tattoo pic blur. That time just learnt how to use digi-cam so a bit ulu lar. And then never bother to take another one. :D* ' Anyway, the reason why I've brought this up is because many people don't realise the what they are getting into when they get inked. There are MANY factors you need to consider before you get yourself inked for life. It's very easy to decide to get inked, I decided overnight that I wanted to get inked BUT it took me MANY months to decide and design my tattoo and the placement of it as well. Not only that, I wanted it to be special not some on the spur of the moment design. A lot of kids (I say kids because these are the kind of people who will end up regretting getting a tattoo coz they didn't really think it over properly) get inked because their friends are getting one, so they wanna be 'cool' and be with the crowd so they each get the same tattoo - a groupie disease, rampant all over the nation and world wide too. They normally end up with something like a skull or something hideous off a collection of designs you can get at any tattoo studio and IF the artist is just out to make money, s/he would ink them without advising the kids and they would be scarred for life. Worst still, if the kids come in drunk coz they think that by getting drunk, tattooing won't hurt. Well, it MAY lessen the pain (I don't know coz' I wouldn't risk my design going awry) but it may cause the design to be incorrect as it is VERY hard trying to tattoo with your blood running thin. Yes, alchohol makes your blood thin, so it tends to bleed MORE profusely while getting tattooed - one of the reasons why a reputable artist will turn away ANY intoxciated customer. And so, after a week or 2, when the fire has died down or when Mummy finds out, kiddy regrets getting it because it's not cool anymore or the new gf isn't into tattoos. Then what? What happens? The kid regrets getting the tattoo done and although the artist made some money out of it, his/her efforts were wasted and not appreciated. Total lose-lose situation. Do we really need all that hassle & regret? Sigh. ' Another worst case scenario is getting ink with something you did not do your homework on or like I mentioned earlier, in a language you neither read or write. Read this to understand why. See this design here? I bet you've seen a lot of people spotting this particular Celtic Knot. Celtic tattoo designs are VERY famous because of its intricate designs which I myself, find VERY facinating and interesting. Sadly, I am not creative enough to come up with my own and although I would love to get one inked, I have not found one I could live with for the rest of my life. But this particular design is called a Triquetra knot. It is also called a 'goddess' knot, as the Celts believed it to represent the three phases of a woman's life- maiden, mother, and crone. It would definitely befit a woman but if a man's spot one of these, might cause people who know about such designs to wonder why this man decided to get a girly design. Then again, he may have his own reasons (which we will never know unless you ask the guy), which brings us back to the topic of why deciding on a design is important. Always REMEMBER : When you tattoo, you tattoo for LIFE. There should not be any room for regret. ' So, you see....tattooing isn't just getting something inked on you just coz' you think it's cool. You HAVE to realise and remember that when you get inked, you're inked for life - notice how I can't seem to stop stressing this point, which goes to show that getting tattooesd is a serious matter. If it ever crosses your mind that "I can get one now and later when I'm sick of it, I can always laser it off" - word of advice, taking it off is a lot more (keyword:) PAINFUL than getting it on. And if you're thinking of lasering off an beautiful piece of work in the future, then PLEASE don't bother getting inked AT ALL. Don't waste MORE money on getting off something that already cost a lot to get done properly in the first place. And don't waste the artist time and effort because a lot of people make a living out of tattooing and a good living too. Cheap tattoos aren't good, good tattoos aren't cheap. Please also read THIS. A lot of examples to show how important it is to KNOW what you're getting inked on is RIGHT. :D And while you're at it, be sure to have a good laugh, coz some of these people really deserve it! Lol. :p ' Ps. Yes, getting tattooed is painful, I'd be lying if I said otherwise. Then again, pain is relative but as Debbie (a fellow tattooed friend) says pain is temporary, ink is forever.

Penang Bloggers Meet Up - 08/05

2005-08-16T11:56:00.000+08:00

I'm all geared up and excited.....YUP, although I missed the PPS party in KL and the previous blogger meet in June (I think), I'm will not miss this one! :) This meet up is opened to all......not only Penang bloggers. Thank goodness too, otherwise have to wait until someone starts a Kedah blogger meet pulak. Hahaha!! '

Date : 21/8/2005 (Sunday)

Venue : Coffee Bean, Gurney Plaza

Time : 2.00 pm

' At the moment, I think there are about 10 bloggers who have confirmed attendance, 1 being yours truly. I think 5xmom will be there too....not very familiar with the rest so it will be a good chance to meet up with all these creative minds. It's gonna be a blast!! ' If you can make, PLEASE COME!! The more the merrier..... ' Psstt......I also heard first 10 bloggers to turn up will get FREE web-hosting for 6 months!!!! If that isn't a good catch to come early...what is???? :D ' Looking forward to seeing you there!!!! *5 days in counting*

POSTCARD'S IN DA HOUZE!!!

2005-08-15T14:48:00.000+08:00

Everyone should know by now how much I LOVE snail mail. Today, Yee Wei made me VERY happy because he kept his promise. Eat your hearts out people!!! I'm that lucky girl!!!! :D Thanks a mil, buddy! By the way, when's your birthday? ' Postcard (dated 7/8/2005) came in this morning and good thing I was in the office or I would be whoopee-ing out loud!! Yes, that is how much I love snail mail and don't any of you forget it. :D *Hinting that people should send me more snail mail and BIRTHDAY cards.* I really like this postcard because I love animal. You chose a GREAT postcard, Yee Wei!! I REALLY appreciate it a lot. Thank you for taking the time to send it out and keeping to your word. A true gentleman indeed. *Calling out to all single and available girls, I believe Yee Wei is VERY much available but don't tell him I told you. Heh. He is one of a kind - truly.* ' And the answer to your question, Yee Wei is.....MARY!! :D ' I'm not slow leh! :P

What irks me the most - those local chronic syndromes...

2005-08-15T10:25:00.000+08:00

I was taking a slow drive to work today when my mind wandered back to my ex-colleagues and how it was so fun having activities together especially those family day outings. We've been to a few holiday destinations together including the latest (and last), Pulau Pangkor. That was the second time I went snorkeling. The first time I went snorkeling was at Pulau Payar - damn happening!!!! I spent SO much money on bread for the fish. Basket....so expensive some more!! Word of advice - if you're a cracko like me who LOVES to feed little fishies and watch them swim by in front of your face like I do, bring a few loaves of cheap bread with you or you will REALLY go broke feeding them little fishies with cow stomachs!! Best (or maybe worst) part is, is that you CAN'T stop feeding them!! I don't know about but I couldn't. ' Coming back to my story, I also recalled the times we've had lotsa of kenduris (get-togethers normally for lunch or early dinner in the office for the purpose of thanksgiving often given by our Malay friends) and special occasions. I remember this one time when I was still new to the office and they had a Raya Puasa 'party' in the office after working hours. Food was great and lots of people were there because we invited staff and their (utmost immediate) family. (i.e. husband and kids ONLY.) When it was time to eat after the doa (short prayers), everyone ~~attacked~~ ~~grabbed~~ took their plates and ~~heaped on~~ tried out the dishes available. Then the most 'common' thing happened in front of me. I mean, I know it happens EVERYWHERE, EVERYTIME but to see people in THIS particular sector behaving this way was kind of horrifying. People were already ta pau-ing (packing home) food while others had NOT even finished eating yet!! WTF!!!! How horridly disgusting!

You know, I can accept that if there is balance food left, to take SOME back (meaning each person) would be the most appropriate action because we want to avoid wastage and what better way than to take home the food but not in this particular situation! I mean, come on la.......so hadap (desperate) for food that you feel it is a MUST to pack back everytime is it? Worst still when people haven't even finished eating yet. What is it that is SO great about packing back food? Just coz' its FREE food, is it?? I really don't understand the mentality of SOME people. I'm not going to mention who coz' it would seem unfair (maybe not but I ain't gonna start no fire - if you have eyes, then you surely must have seen) to specify.

I cannot stop stating how embarrassing and humiliating it is to see people rush for food. Most probably its the only reasons why I don't attend any of these government 'open-house' celebrations they have during the festive seasons. OMFG......you should see the people rush for food - like haven't eaten for days or something. (They show it on TV and mention it in the papers, so don't think I'm just making this up, ok?). I don't know WHY this happens but it does and I can tell you the images I have seen is enough to keep me away. I don't know what the tourist think of us after that - but there's really nothing we can do but CHANGE the way we do things. Not only do people rush for food, they take SO much of each dish that they end up throwing it all away and then some poor fellow who comes late or is right at the back of the row, eats pretty much just rice and gravy. Now, if that isn't being selfish and greedy, I don't know what is. My next question is, why is it that some people don't realise this? Don't they realise how awful they look like grabbing/rushing for food? Don't they realise that they pretty much look like animals dressed up in nice looking clothes, trying to tear the other apart to reach the 'prize'? And it's not like as if caviar is being served, ok? Just normal catered food you can get at ANY mamak stall or gathering. So...WHY? Why always rushing to tak pau food? If a person who seriously couldn't afford to feed his/her family did this, I wouldn't say a thing - in fact, I'd help him/her pack the food for the family but I'm talking about PROFESSIONALS....people who can afford to buy land, own more than 1 car, people who are far from below average and THIS is the behavior they potray??? What sane reason is there to justify this mannerism? Can someone PLEASE enlighten me? Didn't their parents teach them manners or were their parents just as bad or worst? You tell me. (Also have something to blog about this...maybe next time.)

And then you have the kiasu (don't want to lose out) kind.....my favourite place to watch out for such people - Pizza Hut. Almost every other customer who 'loves' salad ends up getting my FULL attention. :D Lemme relate a typical kiasu salad incident. This happened just about 2 weeks ago (right after St. Anne's to be exact). I was at Pizza Hut with mum, sis and a friend. I love trying out their new recipes and this time I wasn't too impressed with their triple chessy thingy. I still like that Cheesy Cheese mania some time ago. It had like 6 types of cheese for the topping - YUMM!! Anyway, as we were finishing our pizza, this family came in - father, mother and 2 girls (about 6 yrs & 3 yrs old). Coincidently, as Mama went to get the salad, I went to wash my hands. I wasn't too sure what I saw at first coz I thought I saw the older girl beside Mama, holding a plate and she was taking SCOOPS of dressing and putting it unto her plate. I pushed the sight away thinking I was seeing things. And then, girly sat down and Mama was still busy heaping on the veggies. It's a VERY common sight so I just pushed it away commenting why some people behave this way. And THEN came the MOST fantastic sight EVER....again, I wish I had my cam with me but didn't. Sigh.

Mama comes walking back slowly, balancing a SUPER HUGE pile of veggies including cabbage, carrots, green pepper and cucumber among others. (How much do you think this would have cost in the wet market? My guess is, NOT MUCH!!) But what caught my attention was how superbly well she managed to stack ALL that veggy on! She had arranged the vegetables in such a way that she had 4 sticks of cucumber sticking out just so she could HANG 4 rings of green pepper on it. Now THIS, is truly the BEST stack of salad you can EVER come up with. Kudos to Mama!! I was so stunned that I found myself staring at her and I bet she KNEW we were talking about her coz' it was obvious. Hello.....you pull a stunt like that and NOT expect anyone to notice?? Yea right!!!! I hope she realises what an awful example she was setting for her kids at that point. In fact, she's already teaching them to follow in her footsteps by asking big girl to scoop up the dressing separately. And obviously, this kid will grow up thinking, 'The more I can stack on and balance my veggies, the more my mama's gonna be proud of me!! YAY!!'

You know, I thought I had seen the worst of these salad hogging people but this one really takes the cake!! I can't help but be irked by behaviour such as this, can you blame others for feeling the same? I think not. Next time, better think twice about stacking up those veggies in that minute bowl at Pizza Hut, you'll never know who might be watching you.

Haze, haze...you've gone away! YAY!!

2005-08-13T23:45:00.000+08:00

I'll never learn my lesson. In fact, I NEVER learn my lesson. And that lesson is - take camera wherever you go EXCEPT to toilet. Don't wanna ACCIDENTLY click at the wrong place, at the WRONG time. Ayaiyai!! :P

See, if ONLY I brought my camera, I would have been able to take a picture of what Port Klang was going through. Sigh. NEVER LEARN MY LESSON!!! Arrrrgggghhh!!! Anyway, this morning (Yes, it's old new, so what??) on the way to Komtar for the Career Fair, I couldn't believe that I couldn't see the island from the jetty!! It was all WHITE. I REALLY couldn't believe. Now I know how horrid most of my KL kaki felt when the haze was at its worst. Sigh. So pitiful but at that moment, I was pitying myself!! Of all the days to choose to go out, I just had to be out when the haze hit Penang.

The Career Fair was not as packed as I expected it to be. I thought it would be swarming with unemployed graduates but I was very suprised that there were more oldies like moi (Older than me oso got!) were hanging around rather than the unemployed. Bizarre. Maybe the haze gave them a good reason to sleep in late. Humph!

By late afternoon, approximately 4pm......the haze was STILL there and my ferry ride back was WINDY. VERY windy and the waves were VERY choppy too. Despite the haze making its presence EVER obvious, I couldn't resists winding the windows down to enjoy the breeze. Don't worry - I'm still alive. No dizziness, no fever, no puking and no asthma attacks. (Then again, I don't have asthma so that doesn't count. :D)

I'm glad to read that the haze has gone (I'm pretty sure its a reliable source). Kulim looks fine and that's good. Have a blessed Sababth ya'll!!

The Haze Poem

O haze, you sting my eyes

O man, you choke me up

Gone la all my blue skies

Now see, have to use (face) cup

But wait, wait, wait....

The sky is clearing up

Wow, it must be the faith

And all the God-fearing shock

Yes, fresh air...welcome back

Man, never knew I'd so miss you

Mister Haze has gone to pack

And left us all as if on cue.

25 things....

2005-08-12T14:09:00.000+08:00

.....a SISTAH should never apologize for :-

1. Never apologize for pursuing what makes you happy. Even if you need to quit your job, transfer schools, or move across country, always do what you really want.

2. Never apologize for using proper English. Keeping it real doesn't mean speaking Ebonies. *Read this.

3. Never apologize for giving your best in a relationship that just didn't work out.

4. Never apologize for being successful. Only haters want to keep you at their level.

5. Never apologize for crying. Wear waterproof mascara and express yourself.

6. Never apologize for ten pounds you need to lose. People who truly care about you will accept you as you are. *All that flab and sag.

7. Never apologize for being frugal. Just because you save your money instead of blowing it on the latest fashion emergency doesn't mean you're cheap.

8. Don't apologize for being a single Mom. Babies are a blessing.

9. Never apologize for treating yourself to something special. Sometimes you have to show yourself some appreciation.

10. Never apologize for leaving an abusive relationship. Your safety should always be a priority.

11. Never apologize for keeping the ring even if you did not get married.

12. Never apologize for setting high standards in a relationship. You know what you can tolerate and what simply gets on your nerves.

13. Never apologize for saying NO.

14. Never apologize for asking for what you want in bed. If you don't, then who will?

15. Never apologize for wearing a weave or braids. You bought it so it's yours.

16. Never apologize to your new friends about old friends. There's a reason she's been your girl from day one.

17. Never apologize for ordering dessert or more than one dessert.

18. Never apologize for dating outside your race. Just because you found Mr. Right across the color line doesn't mean you don't love your brothas.

19. Never apologize for demanding respect. You are to always be treated as a queen.

20. Never apologize for not knowing how to cook. Even if you can't burn like Grandma you know how to order good take out. (Right Girl!)

21. Never apologize for your taste in clothes. It's your style.

22. Never apologize for changing your mind, it is your prerogative.

23. Never apologize for making a decision from your heart, even if others don't agree. You have to live with the consequences not them.

24. Never apologize for making more money than your man, you work hard and you deserve to get paid.

25. Never apologize for being you

26. Never apologize for asking money back from an ex. (Special credit goes to Chelle for pointing this out to me. And thanks to her, I now have MORE than 25 things NOT to apologize for. Heh.)

I've read this NUMEROUS times to constantly remind myself to be strong so that male chauvinism can get its butt back to that shit-hole it came from. So, to all the SISTAHS out there - Be strong and don't let men think any less of us. Men AND women are equally important in this world, there should not be any superiority NOR inferiority. If you got yin....there had better be a yang too. (A big thank you to Amara for this - you go girl!!)

The Bone Collector & why watch it

2005-08-12T12:06:00.000+08:00

Call me a slow poke or out of date, I don't care. Last night, I watched The Bone Collector (1999) and man, was I glad I got the (2 in1) DVD from a closing down sale! No prizes for guessing how much it cost me coz if you knew, you'd fly at me, grab me by the shoulders and rip my throat out!! Heh, so much for the love of blood. :) The other movie also featuring Denzel Washington is called Out Of Time. Haven't made time for that but am certainly looking forward to this weekend. O, I also got The Green Mile too, missed on TV recently and was told that it was a pretty interesting show - so why not?

Being a fan of thrillers, gore and bloody movies (not to mention I LOVE CSI), The Bone Collector kept me glued to my seat. Believe it or not, even mum (who doesn't watch ANY TV besides the those draggy Spanish/Mexican serials) sat down and watched 3/4 of the movie with me!! That was REALLY suprising. She missed 1/4 of it coz she was on the puter - yes, my mum is SLIGHTLY tech-savvy. Not bad for a woman who never knew about computers or how to switch it on some 2 years ago. :D I am proud of my mummy. Heh. Now, if you don't know what The Bone Collector is all about (I'm gonna do just what Swifty said what most people should not - just to spite him. Hehehehe!), here's a copy and paste review of this old movie :-

THE BONE COLLECTOR

A murderer is loose on the streets of Manhattan. A diabolical killer whose brutal slayings leave a trail of cryptic messages hidden at the scene of the crime. Clues which only a brilliant mind can interpret. Now as the city lies in fear, a gifted but disabled detective is on the case. Together with the help of a rookie street cop, the two must go inside the mind of this terrifying madman and defeat him at his own game. For he will strike again...But next time, they may just be too late. ' Lincoln Rhyme (Denzel Washington), a New York City detective specializing in forensics, was once the country's leading criminologist. Author of numerous best-selling books, Rhyme's keen eye for details and nose for clues have made him legendary within the law enforcement community. Following a near-fatal injury in the line of duty, Rhyme is left bed-bound, his arms and legs useless, and with little will to live.

Feisty, street-smart policewoman Amelia Donaghy (Angelina Jolie) is only in her early twenties but already feels aged beyond her years. On the eve of being transferred to a desk job, her last call as a street cop leads her to a crime scene and the discovery of a gruesomely- mutilated corpse, where her quick thinking and daring act of bravery will not go unnoticed.

' Rhyme's fellow detectives try to enlist his assistance in solving the grisly crime, but he sends them packing, declaring that it's an open and shut case and not worthy of his time. However, after taking a look at the physical evidence file and the photos therein, Rhyme is suddenly intrigued. For the photographer who took the pictures has also seen the complex messages hidden in subtle details at the crime scene…someone who speaks the language of forensics as Rhyme does. A kindred spirit.

' On the first day of her new job, Rhyme has Amelia pulled against her wishes and reassigned to assist him on the case. Together, they realize that this murder is not just a random act, but the work of a violent criminal mind-a serial murderer…who has only just begun. An unlikely pairing at first, Donaghy must become Rhymes' eyes, ears and legs, scouring horrific crime scenes for evidence as they race against the clock to prevent the next hideous act of this brutal killer. A killer who taunts them by leaving arcane clues for Rhyme to unravel and Donaghy to unearth, in what just might be enough time to save the victims' lives.

Now....my bit of the review. To the people (guys especially) out there who watch Angie's movie just to catch a bit of her smooth and wonderfully tattooed skin or in simpler words - to catch her naked, making wild animalistic love - forget it. The ONLY piece of skin you are going to catch is when she escapes the clutches of that killer morning breath her movie bf gives her. And that bit is just her cleavage. No tits, no ass....nothing. This is one show you can watch with your parents without getting worried some naked scene might just pop up out of NO where. It's all good. But to those who are get turned on easily at the sight of blood and gore - you will enjoy this. And to those who do faint at the sight of blood or seeing other people in pain - go play far-far.

My recommendation for movies within the same genre are Saw, Seven, Wrong Turn, Red Dragon & Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Let me know if I missed out anything else. :)

Enjoy your weekend!

Mr. Perfect.....Sighs blissfully

2005-08-11T12:01:00.000+08:00

*With dreamy look in eyes* And day dreaming when I should NOT be. It's no suprise to know that I'm not the only who has dreamt of Mr. Perfect and wanting him for life-long partner. When I was growing up, I took to crushes so easily - as long as the guy was cute and tall, he got ALL my attention. How childishly appropriate! :D Definition of Mr. Perfect : Non-existent, lives in fantasy world or in dreams only, perfect in every possible (physical and mental) way from the (non-existent split-) ends of his hair to the tips of his squeaky clean toes. That is MY definition of Mr Perfect after reading THIS some time ago. ' What brought about this thought today was getting THIS picture in the mail this morning. What a scary thought!!! I'll admit that I used to be (still am) a wee bit picky until I realise that no one is perfect. Hell, I'm not perfect - in fact, so far from perfect. So what in heaven's name gives me the right to expect to find Mr. Perfect? Of course I would fight my destiny and fate to search for him if I knew I was Ms. Perfect but I'm not and in fact, none of you out there are and will EVER be. It's a fact, face it - LIVE WITH IT. Better yet, make yourself Mr/Ms. Right. Now that is something I can live with. And VERY do-able.

I guess I have to (sadly) admit that I do every now and then, tend to ~~force~~ make things go my way. In fact, I think STed has given in a lot to me and I am really thankful and grateful that he is so giving. I do realise that in every relationship, there is the give and take factor which plays a very important role. I'm not saying that I'm a selfish ol' cow (Note : This phrase MAY NOT be repeated or reproduced by anything living and breathing creature out there. And NO, you will not get my permission for it even if you ask. Another thing, no making copies to paste it on the walls either.) but I do realise that I am sometimes demanding. A girl's gotta have it her way sometimes, you know? :)

Searching for the right person is not an easy task to do. Thank your lucky stars if you have found your first love, managed to stick by each other until you both have reached the altar and are now/still happily married (with EACH OTHER) and a string of kids tagging along to the pasar malam (night market) because, not many of us are THAT lucky. I know 2 people personally who have met their first love, gotten married and have kids of their own. Lucky ~~bitches~~ girls! As for those who have that unlucky streak in us (such as yours truly), have no choice but to endure numerous heartbreaks and wells of (wasted) tears on ~~bastards~~ people who do not deserve us.

But do not despair, there is still some dignity left despite all that crap. Be proud that you wear your scars of broken relationships because it will (hopefully) make you wiser in dealing with future relationships. Do not take it as failures in your life but a stepping stone to realise that the people you have left behind are the people who did not realise your worth. The people who did not realise what happiness and comfort you can offer in both good and bad times. Never take a heartbreak as a failure but an experience - a good learning experience, be it bad or good. After all after every storm, the sun will never fail to shine so why shouldn't you? Grief for your hurt, then pick yourself up and move on. Time and tide waits for no man, life MUST go on.

Now, now....don't get your panties up in a bunch and think that I don't know what it's like being single and desperate for a partner. Hello....been there done that! Just because you don't have a partner doesn't make you any less special. I've never been in the 'upper-grade girl' list (meaning all the leng luis and to-die-for gorgeous babes la) so I do know what it's like having to see (almost) all my galpals with equally gorgeous looking guys and not so gorgeous looking guys running behind them, trying to keep up. But you know what the downside of it all is? Both parties are equally insecure in the relationship all because they are afraid the other might find a better looking partner and dump them. It's funny how (some) people place so much importance on physical beauty. I won't deny the fact that you need to have something physical to be attracted before you can actually make that first move but we shouldn't let it cloud our eyes and conquer how a partner should be like. Physical beauty is merely skin deep. 30 years down the road that gorgeous, tight-skinned, bubble butt beauty you met will no longer have tight skin unless you have enough bling-blings to help maintain all that plastic surgery to keep her face up, nor will she still have that bubble butt you so love to slap as you walk past her or when she's bending over (whoah.....down boy, down - BEHAVE!!) as it WILL sag due to the force of gravity (You can thank God for that or well, blame Him/Her (being neutral here) for it) and please don't get me started on the upper torso region, ok? Same goes for the guys - why the hell do you think the blue pill a.k.a viagra inventors are now millionaires??? Ptuii....I personally think there is more to life than just sex. (Shoot me....make sure you don't miss.)

Word of advice (now I sound like some old nanny goat - NOT to be reproduced either) from the one who has had her heart smashed to pieces more than twice :

#1. Let go of the past and move on. Love the one you're with and not the one who left you,

#2. Never take the one you're with for granted. Always remind them how much they mean to you even if you have to tell it to them 101 times a day.

#3. Realise that nobody's perfect including you. So accept his/her flaws and if it can be overcome eg. farting in public, digging nose and flicking snot, constant nagging (something I'm still working on) etc, etc....deal with it and overcome it together. If if can't be solved, then look onf the bright side, accept it as it is and treat it as a trademark. :D OR (on a more serious note) if it's a MAJOR part of the relationship such as trust or abuse - GET out of the relationship, run as fast away as you can and don't look back. Above all that love, your safety and well being is just as important. How can you love if you're dead? Battered and bruished to death? Ain't gonna happen.

#4. Love alone is not enough to last a life time. You need respect, understanding and trust to keep it going. O, not to mention some spice too! Heh....but I'll leave that up to you to decide WHAT and HOW you want to spice things up. *Turns around looking for the pair of cuffs that's gone missing*

#5. And to all them fussy single people out there, if you don't give love a chance - how the hell do you expect to ever experience it? :) You don't wanna die and have your tomb stone carved with 'Returned to sender, unopened' do ya?? *Laugh people, laugh. Thaaaaat's right.*

I'm not too sure WHY I'm writing about this or how to end it coz' I feel that I could keep on writing and writing because I have a LOT to say and everything seems to interlink with one another....so toughla! So I think I'll just end like this.

Yup. That's all folks.

The little perks I've found while blogging

2005-08-10T15:45:00.000+08:00

I can't really remember what I used to do before Blogger came into my life. Then I realized that before Blogger, I used to chat A LOT online and I was like nuts over Kazaa (some sort of a Napster replacement, peer to peer file sharing program). Downloading my fav songs until I realize that half of those songs turned out to be just 15 minutes of silence OR static. After some many moons of being without Kazaa, I've now moved on to Ares, thanks to my sister. It is a bit more reliable but don't blame me if you can't find your songs with it.

Besides all the chatting and downloading, I used to watch a lot of TV too. Now, I just focus on CSI. Really...I don't watch anything else - hhmm....ok, maybe Ms. Match, National Geography & Discovery Channel but that's about it. No Apprentice, no Desperate Housewives (Please shoot me if you catch me watching this), no Malaysian Idol (Yes, it's true. I'm the minority - I can't stand Malaysia Idol or American Idol or ANY Idol, and Akademi Fantasia? Don't even get me started on that! I thought it was really funny when someone mentioned in the papers that those who made it through AF were only fit to AUDITION for MI - bbbwaaaaahahahahahahaa!!! Guess Mawi would only have made it through to the 1st round huh? Pppppffttt.....), no Simple Life (But now that it's no more, can't complain about it) and no Hong Kong/Spanish/Filipino non-stop crying serials. I only miss Star World which I got rid of about 1 year ago when I realize that I wasn't even flipping over to that channel. Sometimes, they really air some REALLY good movies.

Anyway, it's only been about (well, less than) 3 months since I started blogging on Blogger. Actually, I started blogging in Friendster and then migrated over to Blogger when I realized that it took eons for Friendster to reload/republish everytime I made an amendment. I thought it to be VERY frustrating. But now that I'm with Blogger, there really isn't much to complain about besides the restricted template which I can't fiddle with anymore because I don't know what more to do OR how to do it AND I don't have the guts to meddle with it TOO much lest it decides to go haywire on me which will then leave me with the job of re-doing the WHOLE template - GAWD!! That would be the mother of all nightmares I tells ya!!

So why am I still blogging? I thought I would run out of things to talk or write about but then I realize that if ever that happened to me, it would mean that my life has ended, simply because I never stop thinking and I can't see myself keeping mum over the things that are constantly happening around me. One of the best things about blogging that keeps me going is the fact that I've made quite a number of blogger friends. People whom I've never met before (but hope to do so during the up and coming Penang Bloggers Meet) but have somehow become 'close' to me. (Not going to mention names lest I miss out any and then merajuk pulak!!) Not only that, I also know get to read all sorts of writing styles - from Manglish to proper spick & span English. A rather fun way to improve ones writing abilities, IMHO. You know, now I finally understand why that PPS party recently was SO happening! Wish I was there too...maybe next time.

Till then.....keep on blogging!

Of online romance and LDR

2005-08-10T09:28:00.000+08:00

Online romance. Humph, such a fairy tale is what you are thinking, right? Where virtual feelings will remain hovering in cyber space and will never taste life in reality, right? Where you think the 'man of your dreams' is truly an-almost-successful business man or a scientist on a verge of a new and improved product (Lemme side track a bit here, check this out : When something is 'new and improved!'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new. - Interesting huh?) but turns out to be a balding old perv?!?!? Well, folks....that's pretty much what cyber space and internet chatting is all about. People hiding behind their monitor screens pretending to be some hottie they are not. Well, not all of us anyway. :D (Have to defend myself here, right?)

I guess in reality, the internet isn't such a bad thing provided you don't abuse it. Coming back to online romances - it's really nothing new nowadays. People hook up for various obvious reasons, right from a one night stands to swinging to saying 'I do'. In fact, I think it's a great new age method to meet people from different parts of the world. No match maker could possibly hook you up with some guy/gal from Russia or Italy (if that was your preference) or even Mongolia if he/she didn't have the proper contacts right? And what are the chances that they would?? Almost nil I bet. So what better way than to search for the one you WANT online by yourself, at your own pace? Nothing wrong right? Well, at least I don't think so.

So what is online romance all about, you say? To me, online romance is simply carrying out what you would do in a AL life romance but the only difference is that everthing's done ONLINE. You meet the guy/gal online, you keep in touch through mostly chatting and emailing (coz most likely you can't afford the phone calls plus we now have Skype!), you get naughty (if that's your thing) and kinky online (although a lot of people don't need to be THAT close to one another to get to this stage - just a few beers and being home alone on a Saturday night should be enough to get you raring to go) through a web cam (a simple Philips Vesta Pro Scan PC Camera (USB) is more than sufficient) and pretty much live and breathe like any other couple BUT it's all ONLINE - that's just me stating the obvious. I did almost everything mentioned above EXCEPT.....well, hehehe.....I'll let your imagination run wild a bit here. :D

I know MANY of you don't belive in online romances just because you feel that you'll never truly know what or how the person is like in real life. OR been burnt by it, once too many times. Well, here's a reality check-list (sort of) :-

1. Ever met someone in real life who lived close by, whom you met everyday but still ended up breaking your heart?

2. Ever met someone you've known for years yet you fail to find something in common to talk about? That communication was so hard but you found that despite it all, you still couldn't let go OR improve the situation?

3. Ever realise how easy it is to pour your heart out to a stranger and not worry about being judged?

4. Or how that stranger actually takes the time to listen to your sob story and not be bothered by it? Yet lends you a virtual hanky to blow your snot? (This only happens if you're lucky and you meet people like me online - the comforting kind. Heh.)

Some people say that if the person is far from me, he/she will take the oppoturnity to cheat on me because I'm not there to keep him/her company so they lose interest in me and turn to others....but can you say the same for the bf/bf whom you meet everyday, that such people will NEVER cheat on you? That they will always remain faithful and loyal to you forever? Thank your lucky stars if you are such a person, because trust me - I know what it feels like to be in a relationship with someone who lived close by yet was cheating me right under my nose and I didn't even get a whiff of it. By the way, he still denies it although the facts were clear enough even for a blind man to see.

Then there are those who find themselves SO attracted to the other person but are SO afraid to give it a shot. It may be a long shot but at least give it a chance to bloom. Don't kill it by not giving it a chance. I know there have been talks about serial killers and pervs, even rapists who use these channels to lure vulnerable women AND men (gold diggers in this case) out to them but that doesn't mean you don't use your brains to think it over. Just because someone seems nice online doesn't really mean he/she is (unless you're REALLY lucky like me). You have to do your part in being smart and careful. I don't need to tell you that it would be really stupid to meet a total stranger in a lonely park after dark, do I? Just because he/she's nice online don't mean they are the same OFFLINE. Take extra precaution and be street wise. At the same time, you're also giving yourself a chance, what could be so bad about that? (Hint : Meet in McD's and have a few big sized guy friends sitting in the corner waiting OR get them to tail you IF you are made to leave the venue, to bash this new guy you met online if he get funny with you. Hehehe...works all the time.)

Of course there are pros and cons to an online relationship. Hell, most online relationships turn out to be long distance too! This is coming STRAIGHT from the horses' mouth. (That's me by the way, incidently I was born in the year of the horse too. Heh.) Let me share with you a little short online love story. Don't worry, it is U rated. :) I met STed online some 3 years ago online. We met in #hottub (IRC then), I think. His personality really struck me as a jovial person, kind and considerate too. I really took to him but nothing more than a good friend who was there to lend a shoulder to cry on whenever I needed to unleash my flood gates. It was quite a depressing time in my life and he was always there for me. Offering me both friendship and comfort. Never asking for anything in return. After about 1 1/2 years of friendship (I was single at that time), he decided to fly down from Sydney just to meet me. I was shocked but felt really flattered that he would come ALL the way just to see me. He was indeed take a BIG risk by doing so - plus it was his first time out of the country too! :) That was in April/May 2003 (if my memory serves me right). He spent 2 weeks here and when he went home, we both had some time to ourselves to think it over and to decide if it was worth it to give this long distance relationship a shot. And it's good to know that we took the risk.

It's 2005 and we're into our 1 1/2 yrs as a couple. It is not easy at all being in this situation. Sometimes it's SO hard to be (this far) apart when sometimes you really need their presence with you, but we both knew what we were in for when we decided to get together. There are no specific rules or regulations in our relationship. It is totally based on respect, trust and understanding. I've been in relationships where I had to identify all the locations that I would be at and what time I would be there and what time I had to be home - come to think of it, I was some sort of a freaking GPS (Global Positioning Systems). I hated it. Why can't people realise that even if you're in a relationship, it doesn't mean that you have to lose your identity as an 'individual'? Why can't people realise that sometimes, each partner need some personal time out? Well, I'm glad I don't have to worry about that coz' I'm happy to see STed out with his buddies watching the Eels game (been to one and although I had no idea what the heck was going on, it was really nice to see him having so much fun) or for a drink, rather than sit at home, mopping about nothing to do. Same goes for me, as much as he enjoys going out with his buddies, I love my time out with my galpals. We're both understanding enough to realise that there is LIFE outside being a couple. I personally think it would be BORING to be stuck to each other ALL the time. Everywhere I go, he must go and vice-versa. That would suck BIG time. And what makes our meetings special is that we treasure every moment together. :)

So, my advice to those out there who are comtemplating 1. an online relationship, 2. a long distance relationship OR 3. kedua-duanya sekali (taking both as a package), you HAVE to realise a couple of things (This is from my observation and experience) :-

1. Your gf/bf will not be there for you in person although he/she is only (worst case scenario) a phone call away. For others methods, we have chatting online and web cam sessions.

2. You have to respect and understand the situation that each of you are going through. Meaning that, you mustn't assume that he/she lives for your existence. Do not burst a vein if he/she tells you that they are going out to party with their friends. The friends were there before you were so do not, I repeat DO NOT try to change that hierarchy. Let your partner decide where he/she wants to place you. Normally, he/she will automatically make you his/her first priority - you do not need to demand that 'promotion'.

3. (With reference to #2) Do not make him choose between his/her friends and you. Remember, they knew him/her first before you did. You don't want to be blamed for him/her being friend-less when you guys argue and he/she has no where to go to pour out the sorrow, right? If you really do not like his/her friends, you have 2 choices - #1. Learn to live with it, OR #2. Take the positive step to try to see why your partner is with this person. Must be something in him/her that is good, right?

4. Long distance relationship means that it is most likely that there will be time difference. So be understanding and not call at 2am THEIR time just to tell him/her, 'Hey baby, watchoo doing?' - Isn't that so typical when you're bored and have nothing to do? Well, think twice before you do that. Also realise that sometimes, he/she is tired and purposely come online to say hi to you before plodding off to bed - don't keep them talking and waiting. Have a heart - let them GO! There's always tomorrow.

5. Remember that chatting online is VERY different from talking on the phone. The words may be the same but realise that the TONE you're speaking in varies. I've encountered this many times and trust me, if you're the sensitive kind - be prepared to merajuk (sulk) and then demand (unneccesary) pujuk-ing (coaxing) from him/her. Well, most of the time, it would be her. :) SO before you jump to conclusions when you feel he/she is being inconsiderate OR sarcastic, ask again. Don't feel that it's stupid - it's better to feel stupid about it and realise that it was meant to be a joke, than to fall out for no reason. See?

That concludes today's lesson on LDR and online romances. Should I feel there are MORE to add on, I will do so in another LONG post. :D

It is FINALLY finished! YAY!!

2005-08-09T23:05:00.000+08:00

FINALLY!! (After failing numerous times to get something going....) It is HERE! Introducing.....*drum roll please* My NEW webpage.... ' Be sure to drop by and leave me a note.

My dream last night

2005-08-08T13:27:00.000+08:00

I love dreams, especially dreams of my favourite superstars (VIN DIESEL & JON BON JOVI!!!!!) but sometimes, there are dreams I could really do without. So what are dreams? Dreaming is the subjective experience of imaginary images, sounds/voices, words, thoughts or sensations during sleep, usually involuntarily. (Taken from here) Last night, I had one of those I-could-do-without dreams. I dreamt that I was showed around the hospital OT (operating theater), right from the respirator to the heart beat monitor. The nurse was assuring me that all their equipment was in working condition (so that they'll know when to stop probing and electrocuting me when I flatline). I didn't know what OR why the hell I was doing there but I was.

Next scene, I'm lying on the hospital bed, on my side. I know I'm being injected because I can hear them talking about it. When I open my eyes, I see 8 blood spots where they had injected me. But the bizarre thing was that, they MADE those holes and YET hadn't injected me. So I turned away when the nurse came nearer to inject me. I felt that ant-bite feeling as the needle slid under my skin and a slight pricking sensation was there too. I felt a slight discomfort but that was it (if I can stand an hour or more of 6 tattoo needles going at me, what is just merely ONE needle right?). And when I opened my eyes, Kak Imah (the owner of this hangout my collegues and I call 'Taliban' - for obvious reasons, who has since shifted to another place and I miss the roti planta so much!!) was the one who injected me. I was suprised but freaked out at the same time too. I didn't want to wait to see WHY I was being injected so I 'forced' myself awake. And thank goodness I did, it was time to wake up anyway. Scary crap there.....imagine the roti planta lady injecting me....GAWD!!

Anyway, I'm a bit spooked coz 3/4 of what I dream normally comes true. I'm not saying its a premonition or anything like that but it's just bizarre that I'd dream up a situation with faces of people I don't know and somewhere along my life (could be within the month or a few months later), the SAME scenario happens. Just like when I dreamt of being in a room, sitting in a circle with a bunch of strangers and we were all talking. I didn't know what we were talking about coz there was no sound just that I could see the people around me and I knew that a discussion was going about. Suprisingly, a few months after that, I was in the EXACT situation - sitting in a room with a group of strangers who were my new group members at a camp for young adults called 'Choice' - I was in Choice 46. Really spooked me out. I couldn't recognise the faces because in my dreams, the faces were blur.

So when this dream happened, I'm kind of afraid I'm going to end up in the hospital. May sound crazy but hey, can't blame me - I feel like a freak myself!! But I've done some 'research' on the definition of dreams and this is what I came up with :-

Taken from Dream Dictionary :-

Definition of needle: Using a needle in your dream indicates that you need to mend some relationship or situation. It may also indicate your creativity. *Hmm....mend my relationship? I haven't told mummy I love her yet and baby, you already know how I feel about you, maybe I better hurry up and tell mum I love her - my time is running out!!!

Definition of injection: Dreaming that you are being injected for health reasons, suggests your need for healing behavior/ideas/attitudes. You need to develop yourself on a mental and spiritual level. *Ok, I'll admit that my spiritual life is heading the wrong way recently, have to buck up. Dreaming that someone is forcibly injecting you, represents your negative attitudes about a particular situation/person. *But...but...I LIKE Kak Imah and the roti planta too. However, I do resent my current situation of not getting my weekly teh tarik, roti planta & nasi lemak from Taliban. Humph! It also indicates the influence of peer pressure working against you. You are recognizing that someone is forcing their negative and unwelcome views/values on you. *Uugghhhh!! :-O Looks around office suspiciously.....

Definition of hospital: Seeing a hospital in your dream, symbolizes your need to heal or improve your physical or mental heath. You need to get back to the flow of everyday life. *O gawd, I'm getting fat AND going insane!!! I have to stop my insane drive to complete my webpage and return to blogging. Have to watch more Astro before its too lateeeeeeeeeee.....!!!!

Playing with my posts

2005-08-06T22:47:00.000+08:00

Hehe...as usual, MG got's a load of CSS tricks in her bag (which she also 'curi' and SHARED with everyone here) when it comes to creating interesting posts on Blogger. And since its the weekend and I'm not out clubbing at those HAPPENING clubs in Penang (such as SS a.k.a Slippery Senoritas OR Shamrock OR Chill Out OR...nah, forget it, the list goes on) but being a GOOD girl and staying in tonight, I thought it would be a good way to get away from designing and fooling around with my up and coming website (still under construction people, please be patient - patience is a virtue). So here goes....

I bet you've all tried ~~one~~ many types of quizzes which supposedly help identify your character based on some question given out. Well, I did ONE quiz some donkey years ago and I was declared a 'baroness'. Happening or what???

One another all together unrelated topic, do you have a FAVOURITE quote? Well, I know I have SO many BUT the one I most frequently use is....

Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

I think it's a pretty enlightening quote seeing how MANY people out there, are constantly trying to beautify themselves on the outside yet fail to nourish what's on the inside. I personally feel that many fail to realise that physical beauty is merely skin deep. However that doesn't mean I'm encouraging you to go to work with your I-just-woke-up look (with added over night dried drool at the corners of your lips). Use make-up but don't let it RULE you, know what I mean? :D

Wanna know what my other favourite quote is? "To err is human, to forgive divine", truly an eye opener but it's always easier said than done.

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A very interesting AND cathy style design BY Mandarin Rob Both MG & I have the same style BUT I've meddled with the color. Yup, I curi from her!!. "Thank you, MG!!!" Have to give credit where it's due, right?.

My chamber is a-calling. I bid thee a good night. May you rest well. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!!

Edited to add : Actually, some of the tricks tak jadi so, I kinda cheated a bit. *giggles* Have to try this out again. How can I do tak jadi, pulak?? Malu....malu....

ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

2005-08-04T08:40:00.000+08:00

ZZZzzzzz.......uruaaghghhghhh!!

I'm in the office and I can't keep my eyes open. I couldn't sleep last night and NO, it's not because Crime Scene Investigation : Miami's Speed was shot dead although I still haven't gotten over the shock yet. Too fast, too soon. :( Plus I can't get over what he said just before he was shot when he said that the Porsche was a lousy investment and Horatio said that he'd be needing wheels soon. And what did Speed say? "I've got plenty of time for that" - and moments later, he was shot dead!! Heart wrenching - but good story line and conversation. How did I NOT see that coming?? *Slaps forehead*

But the real reason why I couldn't sleep last night was because my mind was TOO wide awake althought my body wasn't. I was SO sleepy and SO tired but my mind was not. Thanks to MG's encouragment and support (hehehe!!), I'm now hooked on creating my own Yahoo! Geocities webpage (FINALLY!). Of course I was earlier on motivated by another VERY musically talented friend (You know who you are, dont you? 'The SAME nice man' - so to speak) but I guess his page really intimidated me and somehow I just couldn't see myself achieving such a spectacular site BUT I've given myself a chance and NOW, I can't stop thinking about it. About the design, about what sort of background should I use, should I include music, would it make the page loading slower if I did...arrrrggghhh!!! SO many things to think about and now, my lack of sleep is making me look like some deranged maaaaaad woman with red eyes. What more, I'm wearing a RED cheongsam like blouse to work today - hurrah to perfect color combination! Sigh.

I can't believe that this whole webpage designing had me dreaming of adding pictures, text boxes, add-ons and various backgrounds I had seen last night. *Shakes head* Really. I think I'm going insane. This drive to complete my webpage is making me lose my sanity. Have to slow down....have to breathe *inhale.....exhale...*

Have to retain sanity.....HAVE to.....have to s l o w d o w n....

But now, have to get back to work!!! Bleech....

O M G - Speed is DEAD!!

2005-08-04T00:30:00.000+08:00

What a shocker for me!!! I didn't expect Speed to get bumped off 5 minutes into the latest Crime Scene Investigation : Miami season. If only I had read THIS*, I wouldn't have been TOO shocked. Sigh. Another one bites the dust indeed, good bye Speed. I'll indeed miss your blunt and blurr ways.

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With Speed gone, I can't seem to find any news about his replacement - won't there be any new CSI members? As it is, the group is at its minimum, with Speed missing, it's going to be RATHER dull. Funny thing is, *some people think that CSI Miami lacks emotion. Somehow I beg to differ. I still feel that CSI : New York is the one which lacks emotion and character. No one seems to actually have a speciality. Everyone's doing everyone job. I don't see a particular trait in anyone of the CSI NY team members. I also fail to see the kind of closeness the other CSIs have between their team members. Correct me if I'm wrong, but CSI NY seem VERY distant from each other. It seems as thought SOMETHING is missing. But I can't quite put my finger on it. I also think that Det. Mac Taylor (Gary Sinise) is trying too hard to be like Horatio and Grissom. Character is one thing I personally think you cannot copy. I have to hand it to Gary though, you can't blame the guy for trying. :) Plus the fact that he's been in Forest Gump & The Green Mile - he's doing good but just not up to my expectations. I guess my standards are pretty high.

Well, it's way past my bedtime but simply HAD to get on to vent my shock and horror at how things turned out tonight. Sigh. Hopefully, there will no longer be such shocking & suddeny episodes like this anymore. My heart cannot take the shocks!!!

Ps. Did it ever occur to you that Rory (Speed) is half INDIAN???? Mum's Indian & dad's Irish. Heh. Didn't realise it - don't see no Indian in there. O well....

Sexiest male & female Vegan

2005-08-03T18:43:00.000+08:00

*Note Carrie's t-shirt, "V is for Vegetarians"

Wow, I never knew that PETA had so much spare time to create a poll for sexiest male & female vegans. Chris Martin of Cold Play and Carrie Underwood were the 'chosen ones' this year. *Clap clap* Congratulations to the both of them...now they are MORE famous. You know, I never knew Avril Lavigne is a vegan too. She looks like a meat-woman to me. Learnt my lesson, never judge a book by the cover. ' I could never see myself as a vegan. Although I eat more vegetables than meat, I don't think I could do without. Well, maybe....but only if I knew for a fact that fish will never go extinct. Ok, I'm lying to myself - how could I possibly say no to a LARGE, JUICY, slab of mouth-watering medium-well done piece of meat, cooked to perfection on a hot grill?? Nope, couldn't say no even if I wanted to.

Let me just applaud PETA for doing a good job by being the voice of many abused & battered animals. It's good what they are doing but I draw the line at giving up my meat. :D However, it got me thinking, why some people opt to become vegetarians. And I found this :-

Why do people become veggies?

There are a number of reasons people choose to give up eating meat: Animals: because they believe it's wrong to breed and slaughter animals for food Ecology: they are worried about the effect of meat farming and fishing on the environment Health: research suggests there are healthy benefits (experts recommend eating five portions of fruit and veg a day) Religion: some religions - like Buddhism - encourage a vegetarian diet Food: some people just don't like the taste of meat Trends: their fave pop star or actor is veggie so they do the same

Well, these are all valid reasons to chose to become a vegan but if you say that it's wrong to breed and slaughter animals for food, then what about planting vegetables just so you can consume them? Worried about the effects of meat farming & fishing on the environment? What happens when there are TOO many animals and not enough vegetation to feed them because vegetarians are fighting WITH the animals for food? Are both parties going to end up starving? Besides the good points of being a vegan, there are also some disadvantages :

"Vegans who do not supplement their diet with vitamin B12 will eventually get anaemia (a fatal condition) as well as severe nervous and digestive system damage. Claims are made that B12 is present in certain algae, tempeh (a fermented soy product) and brewer's yeast. All of them are false......." More here.

' Bottom line is, I'm not against vegans and I never will be. In fact, I'll be a sport and am going assists those who are PLANNING to follow in the footsteps of Chris & Carrie. Behold, the guide to become a vegan. My advice is it's not going to be an over night change so be patient and have fun eating ~~grass~~ all those vegan dishes, I hear some of it nice. *snigger*

My newest project

2005-08-03T14:54:00.000+08:00

With Google Adsense ads driving me up the wall because of its constant irrelavant ads being placed on my blog (God knows what I have done wrong to deserve this!!). I think I'll give blogging a rest - just a little while. Frankly speaking, I don't think I can stay away THAT long but for now, that is until I've fixed my stupid Adsense ads, I will be gone. I won't be far just not too many posts.

I seem to have found a NEW project to do. After seeing what Mumsgather had done to her Yahoo! Geocities webpage (go check it out) - yours truly decided that it was time to get off my butt and get it started. And this time, I am proud to say that all is going well and although I'm a far from completion, I promise it will be up soon. One step at a time....a journey of a thousand miles begins with ONE step forward. And that step, I have taken. (Don't I sound like Yoda from Star Wars? *shiver* Can't stand that movie, fell asleep watching one of the episodes, can't remember which one though. Sorry, baby but your leg was just TOO comfortable that I couldn't help falling asleep. :D)

Anyway, more talks about my NEW Yahoo! Geocities homepage, I really don't want to jinx it by talking so much about it but I can't help but feel the need to share my JOY and HAPPINESS ever since I started this new project. My page will be typically and OBVIOUSLY about moi. But it's more like a storage place for my poems (lest Blogger decides that I've taken too much space and delete my poems blog - then I'm dead!!), (mis)adventures, trips and a wee bit about my love for body mutilation which include tattooing, piercing and more recently,*o..maybe I shouldn't mention it in here - yup, I'll just keep quiet about THAT interest.* never mind.... :D ' I am excited about it and can't wait to get it up. I wonder if I can put Adsense in as well....hhmmm, something to ask Prof Liew about - must remember!

I've been thinking about actually getting my OWN domain so that there is more for me to fiddle with and mess around with rather than just restricted templates BUT I have yet to gather enough courage to do so. Once I've equip myself with MORE knowledge on blogging, template fiddling, WP or in another words, 1/4 of what Lilian knows, then MAYBE....just maybe I'll get me my OWN domain. Then I can truly say that I'm an internet freak/geek - face glued to the monitor. As it is, my mum says I'm hogging the pc for too long that she can't play her games namely Casino & Scrabble. Yes, my mum is a computer game addict. :) I like problem solving games like Globe Trotter, Carmen San Diego (yea, I know - kiddy game but VERY interesting!), Pandora's Box and one particular game which I can't find anymore due to #1. I played it in 1997 when I was in college & #2. I have no idea what the name is OR sounds like but I do know that it has got to do with 7 escaped spirits and the task is to capture those 7 spirits and place them back in their respective jars. And to do that, you would have to solve IQ problems - VERY interesting indeed. If only I knew what it was. :( Nowadays, all I see are strategy games and for the life of me, I can NEVER figure out how it works - Counter Strike, Warcraft, some Roman war game (even my aunt is nuts over strategy games!!!), you name it, I know nuts about it. So much for strategy games - definitely not my cuppa.

So if anyone out there knows of the kinda games I'm talking about, holler out at me, k? :) Need to continuously stimulate the mind, you know? Heh.

Why God created children...

2005-08-02T13:43:00.000+08:00

Kids.....can't live with em', can't live without em'. I bet many mama and papa bloggers out there are nodding their head in unison now. Back in my housing area in Kulim, there are not many kids around but you should be able to identify the house which has kids in it by identifying several dead give-aways. Among the ones I've personally noticed are :- ' 1. 3 loads worth of washing being hung out by the maid, in front of the house. Mostly made up of kiddy clothes (duuhh....). 2. The porch is used to 'park' their tiny cars and numerous sized bicycles (2 wheels la, 3 wheels la, and of course the 4 wheel ones too). 3. The constant yelling from Grandma to pick up the toys lest she trips over them and kills herself. (Normally I hear this in the evenings when I take a short walk to throw the rubbish away). 4. Buses go zooming past my house mid Sunday afternoon sending the kids home and I can hear their screams & chattering from my bedroom while I TRY to take a nap. (Yes, Kedah still practises the Friday/Saturday weekend) 5 Finally, around 6pm....my dogs go crazy because most of them are out on their bicycles zooming up and down my road and by 7.30pm, you see them walking to tuition. ' What a life!! Not easy being a kid, all that screaming, talking, TUITIONS, extra classes (like as if school time is not long enough)......sigh. Sometimes I really pity these kids but then again, someone should pity the parents too right? Coz there was a reason why God created kids and I must share it with you..... ' Why God created children (AND IN THE PROCESS GRANDCHILDREN) ' ' To those of us who have children in our lives, whether they are our own, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, or students...here is something to make you chuckle. Whenever your children are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God's omnipotence did not extend to His own children After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was "DON'T!" ' Keep Scrolling..... ' ' ' "Don't what?" Adam replied. ' "Don't eat the forbidden fruit." God said. ' "Forbidden fruit? We have forbidden fruit? Hey Eve..we have forbidden fruit!!!!!" ' "No Way!" ' ' ' Keep scrolling ' ' ' "Yes way!" ' ' ' "Do NOT eat the fruit!" said God. ' ' ' "Why" ' ' "Because I am your Father and I said so!" God replied, wondering why He hadn't stopped creation after making the elephants. A few minutes later, God saw His children having an apple break and He was ticked! "Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit?" God asked. ' ' ' ' "Uh huh," Adam replied. ' ' ' ' "Then why did you?" said the Father. ' ' ' "I don't know," said Eve. ' ' ' ' "She started it!" Adam said ' ' ' ' "Did not!" ' ' "Did too!" ' ' ' ' "DID NOT!" ' ' ' ' Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed. ' BUT THERE IS REASSURANCE IN THE STORY! If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven't taken it, don't be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you? ' ' THINGS TO THINK ABOUT......... ' 1. You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next sixteen telling them to sit down and shut up. ' 2. Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your own children. ' 3. Mothers of teens now know why some animals eat their young. ' 4. Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said. ' 5. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own. ' 6. We child proofed our homes, but they are still getting in. ' ADVICE FOR THE DAY: Be nice to your kids. They will choose your nursing home one day. (I don't quite agree with this.) ' ' AND FINALLY: ; ; ; ; ; ; ; IF YOU HAVE LOT OF TENSION AND YOU GET A HEADACHE, DO WHAT IT SAYS ON THE ASPIRIN BOTTLE: ; "TAKE TWO ASPIRIN" AND "KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN"!!!!!

What's in a name?

2005-08-01T17:53:00.000+08:00

I've always wondered why my mummy chose such a weird name for me. It almost ALWAYS comes out wrong and not only that, I get the 'stare' most of the time too. It's tough enough looking like some weird mix, having an equally unique name can some times worsten the situation. I've been embarassed many times before but I'm more happy about my name rather than upset and disgusted by it. A big thank you to Mummy dearest for making my name SO unique. I can safely say that although my name SOUNDS normal, the spelling is a KILLER. I LOVE MY NAME! :D ' Being of mix parentage, it wasn't a suprise when I found out that my middle name meant mountain mist in Mandarin. If that ain't cool, I dont know what it!! :) *Hence my nick, MISTYeiz* Mummy must have had a whole list of baby names to begin with. She even had a baby boy's name ready just in case I turned out to be a boy. Wanna know what I could have been? Conway Jon-jon. Boy, I am SO glad I was born a girl. Phew!! So what does my home name mean? Everyone calls me Yvy, so I decided to find out if it meant anything and I was so pleasantly suprised. :D Yvy means earth in Guarani. Guess it does relate to the mountains, huh? ' Then I got to thinking about all the WEIRD baby names I've seen around and I found this list :- '

Here are the coolest celeb baby names (yea, right) of recent years and the famous parents who chose them. '

Alaia - Stephen Baldwin (Unusual, haunting and lyrical. ) *Nice

Amandine - John Malkovich (A distinctive Gallic name with a French sense of style. Plus, it has an appealing nutty flavour. ) *Nice

Apple - Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin (The coolest parents around come up with a suitably hip name. ) *Where's the rest of the fruit basket??

Assisi - Jade Jagger (Sir Mick's granddaughter was given this unique name, evocative of the lovely Umbrian hill town. ) *Nah..

Atticus - Isabella Hoffman and Daniel Baldwin (Associated by most people with the noble lawyer played by Gregory Peck in the classic film To Kill a Mockingbird. ) *A tikus?

Ava - Aidan Quinn/Reese Witherspoon and Ryan Philippe/John McEnroe (One of the hottest celebrity favourites. ) *Nice

Banjo - Patrick and Rachel Griffiths (The name of one of the main characters in the classic comedy The Man Who Came to Dinner. For more conservative occasions, he can always be called Jo. ) *And Banjo was his name-o. O wait, thats Bingo. Hmm....roti banjo satu!!!!!

Betty Kitten - Jane Goldman and Jonathan Ross (Could any pair of names give off a more retro-camp vibe than this? Siblings are Honey Kinney and Harvey Kirby. ) *Here Kitty, kitty, kitty...

Blue Angel - Dave Evans U2's 'The Edge' earns his own epithet in making this fringe choice for his daughter. *Nice NICK

Chester - Rita Wilson and Tom Hanks (It's fashionable partly because this megawatt Hollywood couple chose it. ) *The cat?

Cosima - Nigella Lawson (Elegant and exotic. ) *Uhhmm....

Daisy Boo - Jamie Oliver (The playful middle name makes it stand out. ) *Arrrgggg, nearly had a heart attack!!

Dexter - Diane Keaton (A nerdy boy's name comes alive when given to a girl. ) *Uhhhmm...nah.

Dixie Dot and Bibi Belle - Anna Ryder Richardson (Tons of alliterative pizzazz! ) *Slaps forehead. Where will it end?

Elijah Bob Patricus Guggi Q - Bono (Don't try this at home. ) *I repeat, Do NOT try this at home.

Gulliver - Gary Oldman (Has an engaging energy. ) *Nup

Iris - Sadie Frost and Jude Law (These cool baby namers picked a bloom that has long been out of fashion and made it cool again. ) *I like this one.

Levi Roan Green - Uma Thurman and Ethan Hawke (Levi is one of the few biblical boys' names to escape overuse and remain cool.) *I just like Levi. No, not Levis the jeans! Mabel - Tracey Ullman (Straddles the line between camp and cool. ) *Nup

Maddox - Angelina Jolie and Billy Bob Thornton (A surname-name with a twist thanks to the final 'x'. ) *Unique

Milo - Ricky Lake (Jaunty. ) *Shamin of mix.fm named her son this. Milo ais satu!!! :D

Ocean, True and Sonnet - Forest Whitaker (Retro charm - hippie days are here again. ) *Wah!!Pilot Inspektor - Jason Lee (This film star took the impending trend of word/profession names and doubled it, adding a spelling variant for good measure. ) *Haiyooolaa....

Racer, Rebel, Rocket - Robert Rodriguez (This American film director is definitely of the school that believes in giving kids names they have to live up to - or live down. ) *Shakes head

Ripley - Thandie Newton (A powerful, androgynous name. ) *...Believe it or NOT!

Rocco - Madonna (The power of Madonna: making this muscle-bound he-man name cool outside Sicily. ) *Hhmm...isn't that the name of the biscuit label?

Satchel - Spike Lee/Woody Allen (Revived from baseball history. ) *??

Seven - Erykah Badu On Seinfeld, George once decided that the ultimate cool baby name was a number, Seven. Singer and actress Badu apparently agreed. *Ok, who want's to be named Sixty-nine?

Taj - Steven Tyler Short, catchy and exotically imaginative. *Nice

Tallulah - Demi Moore and Bruce Willis (This pair launched the cool star baby name concept when they chose Scout and Rumer as well as the more user-friendly Tallulah. ) *Nice/Unique

Truman - Rita Wilson and Tom Hanks (Seriously, almost presidentially, cool. ) *Nup, too nerdy

Willow - Will Smith and Jada Pinkett Smith (A graceful nature name that also relates to Dad's name (as son Jaden's does to Mum's). ) *Awww.....nicely put. I LIKE! The meaning behind it that is.....

Zola - Eddie Murphy (Seductive with a twist. ) *Unique ' Whoah.....some of those names are a real stinker!! Why are some parents SO cruel?? Imagine being called, 'Hey Apple!! Hey there....yea, you! Where's the rest of your fruit basket?' O gosh.....children can be pretty cruel sometimes I tell ya. Especially Western kids - it's just the way things are over there. ' A word of advice to parents to be out there, please check out this and THIS out before you make your choice of baby names. It could effect your kids growing up years and future too. After all the first 7 years of their lives are the most important and if you screw that up, you have no one to blame but yourselves. REALLY.

Aaahh....St. Anne's is finally over but it was marred

2005-08-01T10:32:00.000+08:00

Finally, the madness is over...the hordes of people have returned home to where they came from after a LONG weekend of spiritual thanksgiving to St. Anne (the mother to Mother Mary & grandmother to Jesus Christ). After excluding myself from this big event the last few years, I couldn't say no this time because my sister's friend who study's with her is from Kuching and wanted VERY badly to join the parade.

O, yes....everyone's talking (well, WAS talking) about the great St. Anne's Feast, what a wonderful event and feast day it is to see throngs of people, both believers and non-believers flocking to the church to carry out their obligations. Half of the hordes of people around are those who have planted themselves firmly on the main road, busying themselves with the sale of anything from bags to sunglasses, candles (anywhere from 6 inches to 6 feet) to clothes and of course, religious paraphernalia (right from the various Hindu gods to Jesus Christ). O, not forgetting candy floss, balloons, murrukku and drinks.

The first time I ever step foot at St. Anne's Churh was back in 1997, with my uncle and his family - back when I was staying with them. I remember going on the EVE of the actual St. Anne's Feast Day. There was a huge group of people there (Has there EVER been a moment during St. Anne's that there were NO people around?? No? Didn't think so either...) but the number was so small compared to THIS. I remember actually having enough space on my side to stretch my arms but not this time. The second time I went was just a few years ago, 1999 and the novena mass was held in the second St. Anne's church, the one nearer to the over head bridge. Took my friend and mum there and we were SO lucky to find a spot INSIDE church for mass. But had to park SO far away - what's new right? The third time I went was the following year. 2000, the new millenium - the last time I ever went to St. Anne's. I remember it SO clearly because I left the church feeling pissed, upset and disgusted. Mass was going on inside the church and in the church compound, kids were running amok and there was even an ice-cream seller ringing his bells (pun not intended) as hard as he could to get attention DURING the consecration of the Eucharists. I mean, what the heck is that???? The lack of respect REALLY turned me off....and THAT was the last, I ever went for St. Anne's.

This year, no choice.....had to do my sis a favour and despite being warned that the number of people this year has been MORE than all these years, I still went ahead. I guess the number had increased due to the recent tsunami. People who were saved, were thankful (like yours truly) and those who weren't not so lucky were there perhaps to seek solace from the good saint - I don't know, maybe. I knew for a fact it would have been a mad house on 30/7/2005, so I played smart and went for the 10am mass on Sunday - boy, was I wrong! I also knew that parking was going to be a problem seeing that I am a nut when it comes to location and find a good parking spot but I guess St. Anne was smiling down on me yesterday and believe it or not, I found the PERFECT parking spot! Some kid offered us his PORCH. Yea, he was definitely out to make a fast RM5 but what the heck, I had shade and my precious car was being guarded by a house full of people, what more could I ask for? Smart kid - very enterprising and happy too. I thought it was going to cost me a bomb but was pleasantly suprised the spot only costs me RM5. Heh. Lucky me, I guess! :D We didn't even have to walk far.....just 5 minutes of brisk walking brought us to the entrance of the great and infamous, St. Anne's Church.

And what a 'wonderful' sight greeted us as we entered the holy grounds of God, the gate which lead us to the House of God. (It was at this moment I wanted to kick myself hard coz' I didn't bring my camera!! And am still feeling really upset for forgetting my camera since I'm writing this out now...reminiscing the moment.) In front of us, all around us.....newspaper, papercups/plates, straws, plastic bags...you name it, it was there - strewn about. The sight was so pitiful and horrific that my sister's friend started to cry, she actually had tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe the amount of rubbish she was looking at and neither could I!! I was speechless and I still am. I don't even know HOW to describe what I saw - seeing is believing. If I thought that I was pissed and upset about the ice-cream man - this was WAY beyond pissed and upset. I was horrified, sad, hurt and ashamed, to say the least.

Then it got me thinking, is this how the compound of a Hindu temple would look like after an event like say, Thaipusam? I'm not talking about the roads with coconut shells strewn all over the place (which by the way, this is helped cleared up by the MPPP coz I've seen those huge boulder like thingys go around sweeping up the rubbish). Or maybe a chinese temple after some big festive prayer, say Chinese New Year or even the mosque, come Raya Haji? I can't say for sure but I think not. Then what happened at St. Anne's? Did the aliens dump their rubbish on church grounds?? Are we that uneducated (despite all the diplomas, degrees, Masters & Phd.s) to realise that if you bring rubbish with your 2 hands then you can obviously use the SAME 2 hands to take home the rubbish you brought with you? Could it be that the visitors were so shallow minded to think that, 'O, I'm going into the church which is the house of God so what ever crap I do OUTSIDE is fine.'? Well, if that is the mentality of *some* people these days then all I have to say is - fornication under consent of the king.

I just don't get it. Why is it that people do not use simple common sense? Why is it that people find it so hard to keep public places, whether religious or not, clean and tidy? Why is it that some parents don't bother educating their children that throwing sweet wrappers on the ground after gobbling them up is wrong and tell them to pick it up and throw it in the bin? Why? WHY????? I've seen it with my own eyes and yet these parents are oblivious to the effects this ignorance can create in the future - thus leading us BACK to the crap strewn across the church grounds. Why can't people treat public property as their own? Would YOU throw rubbish in your lawn? Would YOU puke in the sink and not wash your crap away? Would YOU do your BIG business and not flush when you're done? Would YOU pee all over the floor and not wash it away? What??? What is wrong with using your other hand, stretch it out and pull the lever? Turn the tap on and wash away what needs to be washed away??? After all, it's the same hand that's clicking on the porn site you visit to please yourself, no? So why not do EVERYONE else a favour and clean up after yourself? I can always say, 'Why, your mother never teach you where to throw rubbish is it?' or 'Don't know how to flush is it?', but to tell that to an elderly person or a grownup is kind of embarassing not only for me, but I bet also for the other party.

So the next time your kid decides to throw something out the window or on the ground, think twice coz I bet someone out there will most probably be writing about it.

It's so sad to think that the joy & celebration, thanksgiving and spirituality of St. Anne's Feast Day has been TOTALLY marred for me, thanks to the 'generousity' of the people. I doubt I'll ever go for another one again.

The tsunami which didn't hit me.

2005-07-29T12:34:00.000+08:00

It must be a thankful week for me this week as I reminisce all the things in life that I am grateful for. Ms. Ellie, also a fellow-blogger mailed me asking me about the not-so-recent tsunami which thrashed part of Penang and asked me how it was because I left a comment in her box when she related that she had experienced some tremors in her home a few days back.

Thinking back to that fateful day, everything seemed fine. It was the day after Christmas, and my family and I were preparing to have a Christmas lunch get-together with our family. That morning, I even attended mass but was oblivious to what had happened in Sri Lanka & Sumatera. After mass, everyone was busy helping out in the kitchen, getting the food & drinks ready for our guests. It was such a hot day that day and suprisingly, there was NO breeze at all either. Thank goodness that didn't put a damper on the Xmas mood.

After lunch, when everyone had quieten down and becoming more lazy after filling them tum-tum, we watched a family VCD my uncle had painstakingly put together. It was AWESOME!! It had loads of OLD pictures from the past and you could see how geeky & nerdy most of my uncles and aunties looked like in those days. My mum, was without a doubt, the prettiest among the lot. :D And my dad - hah! None of my uncles can challenge him. Humph! *Thumbs up!!* SO handsome and TALL! *GRIN* After the show, I went outside to get a drink when the winds started to blow SO strongly, for no reason (or so I thought). It certainly suprised me because just an hour or so ago, it was SO HOT and no breeze AT ALL. Nothing crossed my mind but I was thankful that at least it wouldn't be too hot anymore.

People started going back by 4.30pm and by the time everyone left, we were dead tired and with the weather so hot, all of us cramped up in my middle room, switched on the air con and fell asleep. My man called me up about 6pm and I was still asleep then. He sounded so worried when he asked me if I was alright. I answered groggily that I was and why shouldn't I be worried and then he told me that his mum had watched on TV that a tsunami had hit part of Asia and Malaysia was in the line of destructionm being so close to Sumatera and all. I actually LAUGHED at him and said how is it possible that MALAYSIA of all the places would be affected?? I mean, come on....such things don't happen to Malaysia, please la, right? RIGHT??

Obviously, I was dead wrong. I didn't bother about his call and assured everyone at home was fine. It was until I saw the news that NIGHT, that I realise how bad we had been hit. However, the joke of it all was that other countries had the news so much earlier than we did. I only heard about it on the 8.30pm news!!! I really dont understand how that happened. Anyway, I was stunned. Parts of Penang, including Gurney Drive right up to Batu Feringghi were affected (if I am not wrong). I was worried for my friends but thankful that everyone one I knew, including my family and I were fine. We didn't feel anything. But a friend of mine mentioned that she felt slight 'vibrations' beneath her feet during mass. She didn't realise that it was tremors. NO ONE realise it was tremors. She thought that it was her nephew shaking his legs and ended up scolding him and asking him to behave as he was in church. Poor kid got scolding for no reason. It was only after the continuous tremors and she staring at him, that he finally answered in a smll voice saying that he wasnt doing anything. She was a bit suprised but like me, pushed any ridiculous thoughts away.

I know I will never know what it was like having to experience such a traumatic event happening to me, my familiar or my home. And I hope that I don't either. The trail of destruction left behind was horrible. The loss of the lives of loved one, homes and so much more, is too much for my mind to comprehend. Although it has been more than 6 months since this horrific even took place, I'm sure it will not be erased from the minds of the victims and those who were direct or indirectly involved in the whole affair.

Although I did not experience any tremors, I had a smallt panic attack while in Gold Coast. The waves there are HUGE and the people love it! But for me, that one particular HUGE wave I saw coming at me, had me rooted to the ground. I don't know WHAT or WHY that sense of panic attacked me but it was enough to get me out of the water and safely plant myself at a safe distance. My man was curious as to why I was acting funny at the beach seeing that it was a beautiful day and the water as great, but when I told him, he just kept quiet. I guess he understood. While seated by the water's edge and watching the waves lap at my feet, I kept thinking about how those people must have felt when they saw that gigantic wave coming at them and knowing that all that effort put into running away from the wave couldn't possibly save them and knowing that no amount of strength in their arms would be sufficient to swim against the current and bring them to safety - it must have been horrific! And here I am being afraid of this 'small' wave, I felt stupid after that, I really did.

I am really thankful that my family and I did not suffer at all but my compassion and prayers go out to all those who had survived the incident. I'm sure they are having a VERY tough time coming to terms with the loss of loved ones and home.

I am thankful...I am blessed.

Useless facts you don't need to know BUT now do.

2005-07-29T10:29:00.000+08:00

My beloved sis sent me this in the mail this morning (Yeah, I know. I get LOADS of stuff in mail box that if i dont clear it out - whatever Yahoo is offering for free now ain't gonna be enough for moi!) You have heard this a few times but not with my comments, right? :D

1. On the average, 12 newborns will be given tothe wrong parents daily. *Reminds my of that SP case but that was baby-nap.

2. A raisin dropped in a glass of fresh champagnewill bounce up and down continuously from thebottom of the glass to the top. *If I'm bored enough, I'll sit down and count how many times the raisin can bob up and down like that within an hour. Might even do a thesis on that.

3. Chocolate kills dogs! True, chocolate affects adog's heart and nervous system. A few ounces is enough to kill a small sized dog. *My dogs eat everthing from dragon heart fruit to garlic, what could chocolate possibly do to them??? O right.....run amok n destroy my garden. YUP, that sound's about right.

4. Because metal was scarce, the Oscars given outduring World War II were made of wood. *I hope they didn't have as much white ants as I do at home, or they'd be crying their eyes out!! :p

5. There are no clocks in Las Vegas gambling casinos. *Wonder if its the same in Genting? - Reminds self to check it out next time.

6. The original name for the butterfly was "flutterby"! *Come my lady, Come come my lady, You're my flutterfly, Sugar baby.....

7. Dentists recommend that a toothbrush be kept at least six feet away from a toilet to avoid air borne particles resulting from the flush. *Damn.... - runs away to measure distance

8. The first owner of the Marlboro company died of lung cancer. *Why is it I'm not suprised?

9. Marilyn Monroe had six toes on one foot. *Ugghhhh...she's a freak show runaway!!!! Arrrrrgggghhhhhh!!!

10. Adolf Hitler's mother seriously considered having an abortion but was talked out of it by her doctor. *Someone should have shot that doctor when he said that. Sigh.

11. To escape the grip of a crocodile's jaws, prick your fingers into its eyeballs. It will let you go instantly. *Hmm.... - takes note and reminds self to send info to the Croc Hunter

12. The most common name in the world is Mohammed. *And I bet at one time, 'Osama' reigned numero uno, right?

13. The "pound" (#) key on your keyboard is calledan octothorp. *Octo-what????

14. Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated. *Hmm.....what abt OTHER rubber? :D

15. "Dreamt" is the only word in the English language that ends in "mt". *What about 'prompt'?

16. European women didn't wear underwear until the1900's. *I bet men were a LOT happier then.

17. 315 entries in Webster's 1996 Dictionary were misspelled. *Now we know why 'prompt' didn't exist!! - Shakes head

18. We shed 40 pounds of skin a lifetime. *ONLY 40????

19. When a person shakes their head from side to side, he is saying "yes" in Sri Lanka. *And as in any other Indian community too.

20. It's against the law in Iceland to have a dog. *Well, hot pee does help melt the ice, don't it?

There you have it, boys and girls - you have been EDUCATED. Go forth and spread the knowledge!

My Mummy, My Hero

2005-07-28T13:27:00.000+08:00

As I make my usual pit stop by Lilian's blog, her post on single mum's really caught my eye. She mentions about how ignorant she is about the usual monthly payments and even going to the ATMs to withdraw money and what got me thinking about my Mummy is that she was in that exact position some 10 years ago. Yes, I can't believe how fast time flies and its already been a decade since Daddy passed away in 1995. I was only 16 going on 17 then. (Looks like the cat's out of the bag!!)

I remember it so clearly. How everything in my life changed, just like it happened yesterday. It was a hot afternoon on 14/2/1995. I was getting ready for tuition and Daddy was taking his bath and getting ready to take me to class. Suddenly, we heard a groan and stuff dropping in the bathroom! Daddy managed to open the door but he looked awful. He was pale and he was groaning in pain. We didn't know what happened but from the looks of the mess on the floor, we figured out that he fell down. Mummy managed to get him out of the toilet and sat him on the bed. It was the first time in my 16 years of living that I saw my Daddy cry. Not because he was sad, because he was in pain and he was holding on to Mummy, sobbing. Mummy's was trying to calm him down and I, of course panicked when she asked me to call the ambulans. Everything suddenly turn into a blur at that point, because I never dreamt that I would be in this situation and then I forgot what number to dial to get to the hospital. I just dialed 999 and got the message through. Meanwhile, Mummy was still with Daddy, comforting him - trying to get him not to exert himself. She suspected that he had a mild stroke and after the ambulance came to take him away and admitted him, we found out why.

Daddy loves currry. Any curry - mutton curry, chicken curry, beef curry, anything curried was his favourite, his appetizer. The day before, he had attended a good friend's daughter's wedding and he had whacked the curries like no one's business. He knew that he has high blood pressure and high cholesterol but he was on medication so he wasn't too worried since we too kept a tight reign on his food intake. Thinking that it was fine to eat the amount he ate, somehow he forgot to take his medication. And boom, the next day, he had an attack. But it wasnt a direct stroke - he had burst a bubbled vein in his brain, a condition also known as brain aneurysm which THEN caused the stroke. And because of his daily workout of weight-lifting (even when he was 61 then), the risks of that happening was higher for him and was one of the minor reasons why the vein burst. Exertion.

He was hospitalised in Kluang and then when his condition could not be handled by the doctors there, he was moved to Hospital Tun Aminah in JB. He had to undergo several surgeries and most of the time he was sedated. All this while, Mummy was with him, standing by his side and keeping him company. I don't know if he knew it and in fact, we'll never know but she was SO strong. She HAD to be. Not only for Daddy but also for us. I only visited him twice at the hospital, once in Kluang and the other in JB. I couldn't believe that that helpless, haggard man lying on the bed was my father. He had lost so much weight, he had a full beard and they had shaved him bald because of the surgery - I couldn't recognise him at all and I was upset because he looked that way. I didn't want my Daddy to look like that. I want to remember him as tall, strong...handsome (he was always clean shaven) and to see him like that, I couldn't take it. I can't imagine what hell my mum went through. I think she can really relate to the saying, being to hell and back. After 33 days in the hospital, he finally gave up the fight. Mummy was there when he left. 18/3/1995 - the saddest day of my life, my Daddy left us. According to Mummy, he left us earlier, all because the stupid nurse didn't do her job well enough. (Should have sued her but I guess we were just too distraught to think of such a thing at that time and after that, we just wanted to get on with life.)

Because he spent all his time on his back, he had developed pneumonia and had to have the phlegm sucked out every now and then. That night, guess the nurse just wanted to sleep more than anything and did a really sloppy job after my mum called her in coz she could hear Daddy struggling to breathe. Somehow, I guess God wanted him to go back home and just took him away - just like that. He left us...struggling to breathe.

Ever since he left us, Mummy has been EVERYTHING to me and my sis. Even as a single mum, she put me through college and gave me a luxurious allowance. (No, we are not rich but she worked that hard to give us a comforatble life.) She's always there whenever I need her, anytime of the day, she is always there for me. She stood by me when I had to make all the important decisions in my life. She is always there to support me in all my endevours. She took up the role of father AND mother and is still doing a GREAT job at it. She's independant, self-reliant, strong and above all, the kind of mother every child dreams of. She is my role model because of the qualities she has within her : caring, understanding, sensitive, talented, loving, funny, can be quite a cartoon sometimes too. She is a VERY strong woman and when I become a mummy one day, I wanna be just a fraction of what she is because I JUST don't have in me to be like her. She's truly one of a kind. Exactly how N'sync nicely puts it in 'God must have spent a little more time on you', "In all of creation, All things great and small, You are the one that surpasses them all, More precious than any diamond or pearl, They broke the mold, When you came in this world."

I know I don't tell her that I love her with all my heart often enough and like what I told Shan when he mentioned the same thing about his dad, I don't wanna wait until its too late. I will tell her today, that I love her and that I'm so lucky and thankful to God for giving me a mummy like her. She's the best-est friend ANY girl could ask for.

I LOVE YOU, MUMMY!!

More information on brain aneurysm :-

http://www.brain-surgery.com/aneurysm.html

http://www.americanheart.org/presenter.jhtml?identifier=4457

*That is NOT a photo of my mum and me. But it looked really nice so I just had to add it in. :D*

Calling all writers and story tellers!!

2005-07-28T12:52:00.000+08:00

It's lunch time so I normally spend my time going through other blogs. No, I'm not starving myself and neither am I on a diet. Just had a huge packet of nasi lemak (Damn, was it good! Sinful but good. YUM!) for brekkier and really, nothing else can go down my throat anymore. So here I am going through Malaysian Blogger, and I stumbled upon this - A Very Malaysian Contest. Kinda sad I missed the Penang Blogger's meeting recently. Maybe next time. :)

Anyway, after going through the post, I immediatly knew that I had to do my part in promoting this. And all this effort put in because I know that there are MANY talented writers out there who are Malaysians and can easily write about Malaysia. So why not? Give it a shot and you could be RM200 richer......all because you decided to share your exprience and spend some hour or so telling the whole world what a wonderful vacation OR part of your living here in Malaysia. :D I might even try it out mahself!

So what some more....write on writers, write!! :)

Ps. Ejrs.com, got any commission or not for promoting your contest? :D

Wooohooo CSI!! O, and pc never resurrected. Sigh.

2005-07-28T08:25:00.000+08:00

WOW!!! CSI season finale was GREAT! Poor Rudy, from Hitz.fm missed one of the BEST episodes of CSI - thanks to my hero, Grissom!! Of course it was team effort but hey, can't deny the fact that Grissom SAVED Nick Stokes - lucky that fire ants was a bit kpc and wanted some limelight on the camera lens. Heh. :D Rudy must be SO kicking himself in the nuts for missing that episode - I wonder if they are going to air it again on Sunday? Hmm.....hopefully, then at least Rudy won't feel so bad anymore. Plus him asking the listeners to help him out telling him what happened last night, ain't working. Some macha came online and told him the WHOLE story in 2 lines and this was how it went, 'Some guy was caught and put in a casket welded underground. Then CSI came and saved him.' Bwwaaaaahahahahahaha!!!! Such a detailed explanation - even my cousin can do better than that. Aiyoo!! :p

Funny thing is that, I read in the News Straits Times that this particular episode was directed by Quentin Tarrantino (from the like of Kill Bill and a whole lot more) coz he's been a fan since the show started so he took up the request. They also mentioned that this episode had traits of Quentin's directing but I couldn't detect it. Wonder what seemed so alike? Guess I haven't really watched THAT many Quentin Tarrantino films to noticed this trait, you know? But to me, it seemed ALL CSI action, not much different from all the other episodes - the directing of course. :)

Now on to MORE devastating news, my Xander finally gave up his ghost. Sigh. Poor thing. Last night I really felt like getting online and fiddling with my template and of course, while waiting for CSI to start but since he died and REFUSED to re-start, I started watching TV at 8pm. Since it refused to restart, it was just about 7pm so I finally decided, shoot it - I'm taking it to the docs to get it some plastic surgery. An almost complete make over. So off to the docs, Xander & I went. When I reached the computer store, the owner wasn't around so I was chatting with one of the technicians and complaining about Xander. Telling him how my Xander is haunted and how he tends to restart & switch off at will. Then Shan (not MY anak, but the technician) goes on to say that its either the processor fan problem, meaning that the processor gets heated too fast because the fan is too small and not powerful enough hence, the use of OTHER outside fans OR some virus attack. He also told me that IE can easily transmit viruses through their cache memory. So he suggested that I change to Mozilla/Firefox. FINALLY, I know what this Mozillagorilla thingy is all about. Aiyoo....so blur!! And since its a better choice and can lower the risk of getting infected easily, I thought WHY NOT? :) I'm also changing my processor fan and upgrading my RAM. Damn....I hope its all worth the money (something that I don't have the privilege of growing it at home).

So, we'll see what happens when Xander gets back from his make over. I'll definitely be blogging more (like as if I don't blog enough already - can't beat Lilian of course!! Master Blogger...hehehe!) and being online more often, IF streamyx doesn't go jello on me. TM promotes Streamyx like mad but man, the line sucks!! *Sometimes*

Memories ........ for life

2005-07-27T17:57:00.000+08:00

Memories ........ for life Just testing this 'Blog This!' button at the top of my screen so this is FREE publicity for Mr. Manish Sharma. :)

CSI : Las Vegas, Season Finale

2005-07-27T13:37:00.000+08:00

OMG! OMG! OMG! I can't believe it!!! The day has finally arrived.....the last day my favourite CSI team will be on TV (at least for just a while, I hope!). I will NOT be leaving my house today, even the BEST ikan bakar in Kedah couldn't possibly tear me away from the TV tonight - NO, NEVER! I shall chain myself to my sofa and not budge. Come hell or high water, I ain't goin no where! Hhhmmm.....now what time was it showing again? *Flips through Astro guidebook*

Anyways.....there are a couple of sites already informing people what to expect of this season's finale. I have seen the previews on Astro and I can tell you that I will be crying my eyes out by the time this episode is over. No, not because I'm a cry baby - because it looks like a rather sad ending, the kind where I'm BOUND to cry. Just like last night's episode of Boston Public. *slaps forehead* I normally don't watch it but I did last night (or was it the night before, dunno...cant remember.) Anyway, it was at the end, when the big guy a.k.a the Principle was reading this letter from this kid he coached and kinda took a liking to. Treated him like his own son too. But sadly, despite all the hard work the big guy put in, the kid enlisted in the army and got killed in Iraq, I think. So that letter was the LAST letter Billy Deegan (the kid) wrote to the big guy and the thing that touched my heart and made me sniff (had to control macho la!), was that Billy said that the big guy was the only father he ever knew. And I was like, 'Awwwww......' *sniff sniff*

But anyhow, coming back to CSI, I didnt want to read what those people had written because I didnt want to spoil the whole show. BUT if you are interested to know about it.....knock yourselves out. :)

Gonna miss you guys, Grissom & gang. Sigh. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! *sob sob*

Brand new look

2005-07-27T11:41:00.000+08:00

Well, I guess it was about time I changed the outlook of my blog. I'm not 100% happy with it but so far, I think its ok. I decided to change the WHOLE layout thanks to Lilian (no need to provide link liow - you all know her far too well already!! Heh.) Looks like she's kinda becoming my NEW sifu. Prof Liew has to buck up, other wise he might just lose a student. Hehehe!! :)

Well, I haven't yet dabbled with WP.....was just checking out the site and I must admit that it looks VERY VERY interesting but before I venture into that, I better take a good look at my pc and see what's really wrong with it. Imagine being SO engrossed in trying to study WP and suddenly, poof!! Everything goes off.....THAT would certainly piss me off.

Well, please be patient if you find some of the stuff not in place, still tweaking & fiddling with the template. :)

Haunted PC

2005-07-26T13:47:00.000+08:00

Oy......my stupid PC at home is haunted! Really.....either that or its got a MAJOR hot-cold attitude problem. We're fine the moment it starts up.....then maximum 2 hours using it, it will either automatically restart or worst case scenario - just die. Then REFUSES to start up again.

I've sent it for 'check-ups' and the pc doc says that it's fine - everything's fine. From the power supply right down to all the sockets - its FINE. F-I-N-E!!!! Then why la like this???

Really puts a damper on my spirit and kills my inspiration if I get any when I'm at home. I always think that I'll keep my thoughts till I get home to blog it but THEN......when this crap happens, raelly pisses me off!! AAARRRRGgggghhhhh!!

There also goes my chance to let a helping hand to the up-coming Blogathon. Sigh. I feel that I COULD see this through BUT with my pathetic PC dying on me every now and then and also not knowing if I can come up with idea to write about for 24 hours, I'm not too sure anymore. :(

See la how....

Ps. Power to fellow Malaysian bloggers who have decided to take up this cross and do their bit for charity!!! I think there are too many to mention but I know that Suanie, Peter Tan are amongst the many generous hearted.....GOOD LUCK, GUYS!!! Oops....and GIRLS!! :)

Marriage compatibility check meme (huh??)

2005-07-26T10:55:00.000+08:00

Since Yee Wei tagged moi....I've got to continue this or I might be plagued with bad sex for the rest of my life!!!! *Ok, a bit xaggerated I know but hey, I wanted to sound dramatic. That, or I just wanted to follow the trend of the o-so-infamous chain letter whatchamacallits.* :D ' Yee Wei’s marriage compatibility check meme - Not too sure how this is gonna check my marriage compatibility OR the whole purpose of this, really.... ' What is your internet connection speed? Eeehhh....errrmm.....I'm blogging from the office la. :D ' List any two movies you like. Saw, Seven - yes, I like gore & blood. Any other recommended movies like these besides Red Dragon, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Wrong Turn? Reviews most welcomed. :) ' What are a few of your material wants? To own an animal sanctuary or better yet a HUGE piece of land where I can BUILD my animal sanctuary. Not a zoo, coz the animals won't really b free to roam, if you know what I mean. More like a safari kinda park like thingy. ' Which religion(s) do you adhere to? Are you a staunch believer? Catholic and yes (staunch sounds SO serious leh). ' How likely is it that you will marry someone with different religious beliefs to yours? Not likely, then again...thats not really a problem. *grin* ' How likely is it that you will marry someone of different race/colour to yours? Anything goes....not picky about that. Color is just skin deep. ' Do you like children? *Ponders on this trick question* Uhm....yea, until they are about 2 yrs old. Then I'll be waiting to run AWAY from them. Monsters, I tell ya!! MONSTERS..... *O, got one REALLY good atricle/joke (?) on WHY God created children. Heh. A must read, I tells ya!!* ' Will you mind marrying the one who tagged you? Not really since he already mentioned this. "Note- this is not an expression of interest ok.". Lol!! :p ' So, NOW.....to keep this going, I am tagging :- ' Shan Chelle Sonia Torment Amara ' Note : Don't worry, if you dont wanna continue, its fine. I didn't curse you bad sex for the rest of your life but then again....... ;p

Mooncups are in town....

2005-07-26T09:18:00.000+08:00

So....could this really be the next best thing that ever happened to us, women????

I dunno, but I kinda freaked out when I read how this mooncup had to be 'inserted'. Still not daring enough to go for it but maybe when I have managed to sum up enough guts & courage - MIGHT give it a shot. :)

Till then, I'll just stick to the old fashion way. :)

*Still reading through MistressM's blog - lots more to go*

Rants about homosexuality & meterosexuals (?)

2005-07-25T13:12:00.000+08:00

*Totally contradicting the intention of my post but I just thought it as cool*

Courtesy of Dan_is_a_kOolKid

Seeing that both Yee Wei (can't find that post where YW said something about my thoughts on this matter) & Shan are SO interested to know what I think in this rather TABOO topic, I decided pour out my two cents and show the world my perception of things, both religious & world wise. I have to refer back to my comments on Mr. Gorgeous-but-me-thinks-he's-gay. I will admit that my initial reaction was, 'OMG!!! He's SO gorgeous!!!'. I still have NO idea who this man is but hell, I think he can rock the boat of any 100% pure red-hot blooded woman. But the funny thing about gorgeous guys is that quite a large majority of them are GAY. Let's us TOTALLY honest here (No need to pretend like as if you are all angels out there, k?), the internet is FILLED with porn and I'm pretty sure that most gay sites are FILLED with gorgeous gay guys. Makes me wanna cry sometimes to know that these hunks with ANOTHER hunk. How sad is that???? *shakes head* Such a waste indeed. Sometimes I really do wonder why do such feelings of wanting to be gay or lebsian or bisexuals (which I think is the best - be a pendulum, swing both ways n u get but the best of both worlds) even exists. Now, God made men and women so that they would join together one day and bring forth more offsprings. Thus, contributing to the continuous existence of men and women in this world. I believe that THAT, is the basics or the foundation of any marriage, whatever religion you are. Of course, it is also because you love each other and want to spend the rest of your remainding lives together. Who wouldn't want that, right? BUT...........somewhere along the way, something went terribly wrong. Men started doing men, and women started doing women. And just to life more interesting & spicy, people also started having threesomes, gang bangs and orgies (Definition : As a noun (ORGY), a wild gathering involving excessive drinking and promiscuity, or a secret rite in the cults of ancient Greek or Roman deities involving singing and dancing and drinking and sexual activity). This was DEFINITELY not one of God's plans. I say this because its clearly stated in the Bible that, "And if a man lie with mankind, as with womankind, both of them have committed abomination: they shall surely be put to death; their blood shall be upon them.", Leviticus 20:13 AND in Romans 1:27, ".....and likewise also the men, leaving the natural use of the woman, burned in their lust one toward another, men with men working unseemliness, and receiving in themselves that recompense of their error which was due." So, there is no mistake that God is TOTALLY against the idea of homosexuality. He certainly did not create it. And so, He will not condone it either.

I posts this question before, about why did God allowed the human feelings of wanting to be something that you're not, to happen? To even exists, in fact. He had the power to banish it all away - in fact if He did, we wouldn't have gay demonstrations and the problem (to some) of same gender marriages which now rule the media. Politics are getting involved, the church is getting involved, families are being torn apart by this whole mass media front of lesbians and gays. I'm beginning to think that the whole idea of homosexuality actually started when God gave us each the choice. As a friend, WingFiea mentioned, "God could banish homosexuality. But He doesn't because God gives us free will...a right to choose to follow Him or to follow the desires of our flesh. Just because it's out there in the world doesn't mean God is ignoring it, doesnt' care about it, or even approves of it. We will always be sinful by nature, but He also tells us we can overcome any kind of temptation...including sexual desires that are not natural, or even the desires to lie or eat more than we should." Very nicely put across and I agree. Another friend, Dan_is_a_kOolKid mentioned that, "I would not agree with anyone who says that homosexuals are born gay...there is no gay gene. It is a perversion that is learned. The Bible speaks of men leaving natural relations for unnatural ones and lay with other men. They werent born that way, they became more perverse and left Gods design of man and woman and went their own way". Simply meaning to say that they CHOSE to go against the ways of nature and how it is SUPPOSE to be.

Not only is God against it, even our government is against homosexuality as seen here and here. Another interesting site is about asian gays - this is more of a survey site. I'm not too sure why the focus is mainly on men. I haven't figured that one out yet - but I'll let you know if something comes to mind. (Maybe because women look better going at it??? Who knows...) So where does that leave our special friends? Most of them are faced with a dilemma. Not only are they having problems with religion, the government, even the family may also create worst scenarios as well. So now, they have to deal with religion, the government, the family AND their (sometimes) confused selves.

' I, for one have nothing against homosexuals. In fact, I have a few friends who are just like that and I can assure you that they are such WONDERFUL people!! They are able to provide you with that special lasting friendship AND at the same time, the perfect partner to take along for shopping for the perfect annual dinner dress. But I do have mixed emotion about this whole gay & lesbian thing in general. One part of me thinks that its not right for a man to marry a man (same goes for women) because this union could never produce offsprings unless through adoption, which I know in some places is NOT a problem (but definitely not in Malaysia, for sure). On the other hand, sometimes I think that if a man loves another man n same goes for a woman, why stop these feelings? Why put up a barricade between two PEOPLE who love each other? Why stop a beautiful thing from happening? Plus the sex is not a problem seeing that humans can obviously adapt to the environment and make use of nature in order to serve their needs. I believe the only thing that is being an obstacle in this search for 'true happiness' is the law (both religion & governmental) as I mentioned above.

And what about being bi-sexual, you say? Well, I think thats the best!! Heh. You swing both ways and you get the best of BOTH worlds. You marry a man but you still get to have some fun with you gf/bf - not like as if I would have the guts to do so!!! :D I do SO want to say hello to St. Peter, the guy manning Pearly Gates, you know? :D But I can't but help be BI-CURIOUS. ~~Wonder what I'd do is a lesbian walked up to me and started chatting me up? Hmmmm....~~ I bet it runs through everyone's mind. No need to be shy-shy.

Metrosexuals? Well, The Calico Cat explains it quite nicely and the only reason why I said that people can accidentally assume metrosexuals to BE homosexuals is because it means "an urban male with a heterosexual orientation who rejects many macho attributes often linked to masculinity. He adopts many traits often associated with heterosexual females and gay males -- e.g. expensive hair care, stylish clothes. " (Taken from Glossary of Sexual Terms) OR could also similarly mean "A straight man who embraces the homosexual lifestyle, i.e. refined tastes in clothing, excessive use of designer hygiene products, etc. Usually is on the brink of homosexuality. Eg. Mike has become a metrosexual after shaving off his stubble and using expensive skin products to soften his cherubic facial features." (Taken from Urban Dictionary).

SO there you have it.....are YOU a metrosexual? :D

Shop till I drop? Nup...not moi.

2005-07-22T15:25:00.000+08:00

Was checking out Kucing's site as usual and was reading her latest about the mega sales starting tomorrow. What is it with (most) women and sales huh? I really dont get it. In fact, a more appropriate question would be, what is it with (most) women and SHOPPING? Hmm...see, all the eyes pop out already. :D But seriously, SO many people including Kucing of course is SO looking forward to the mega sales to buy stuff that they have been eyeing but too expensive and of course, hoping to get it now. But knowing the sales tactic of most shopping complexes, I bet what most of them do is increase the price by 50% and then, slash it down by 50%, coming back to the original price. Meaning to say that, IF you havent done your survey properly or maintain some sort of committment to the stuff you intent to purchase, you will most likely be fooled.

Now, coming back to what I think about shopping. Seriously, I think shopping is a waste of time. No, really. I can proudly stand up tall and say that I really dislike shopping and I only do it IF I have no choice, forced to. Meaning to say that, if I wanted something or there's a function and I need clothes/shoes - only then would I torture myself with shopping.

I know lots of women who could just up and say, 'I'm bored, let's go shopping!' and then end up walking all over the HUGE shopping complex, konon la want to BUY something but actually end up not buying a SINGLE thing. Some people love window shopping - another kind of shopping I totally abhor. Why do some women see it fitting to just walk all over the supermarket, looking at every single thing, trying on almost EVERY pair of shoes in the shoe store and then end up not buying a single thing??? Whats with that insanity??? And this so-called women's favourite past time is SO tiring. If you really clock the time spent walking about and how far you've been walking, you'd be suprised at how many miles you'd have walked in that ONE shopping session. Been there, done that and swore never to do it again!

You wanna know my tactic for shopping? Let me run it through you :-

1. Before leaving for the supermarket, determine what items to buy. Be specific about said item i.e. high heel shoes, beige in colour.

2. Upon reaching the supermarket, DIRECTLY go to the first store OR at the most a specific favourite store like Vinci or Stefano or Bonia or whatever and look for said item. Eg. I'm looking for a beige pair of high heel shoes at Bonia so I go DIRECTLY to Bonia, so stop overs along the way.

3. Target for ONLY beige high heel shoes. Pay no attention to other attractive but not necessary pairs of shoes.

4. Try on the chosen designs and if happy, buy. If not, move on to next store.

5. Upon succesfully purchasing the so called pair of shoes. No more shoe shopping OR window shoe shopping for the day. Move on to the next item on the list. There is no need to enter another shoe store only to feel devastated and disappointed because you didnt give one other shoe store a chance. What you dont know, wont hurt you. Thus, ignorance is BLISS.

My tolerance level for shopping is VERY low. After 3 failed attempts of finding the right pair of shoes, the mission is abandoned. I shop fast and I do not like to linger too long in any one shop. Wasting time.

When it comes to clothes, thats a major headache for me because I'm fussy and I'm huge. So all Hong Kong style and free size blouses DO NOT fit me (I think the term 'free size' is bing overrated - really!). Thus, all free size blouses do not get any of my attention. This in turn leaves me with hardly any choices left BUT to get my clothes tailor made. So much for being tall AND huge. Certainly not the right combination to have when most of the girls around me are either small, tiny and short. Even if they are large, they are still short. Sigh. Well, at least shorter than I am anyway. :)

I guess my man is pretty happy about that. And like I mentioned in Kucing's comment box, I can proudly say that I'm one of those almost or maybe even already extinct female species around. If there are any others like me, I think we should form some sort of elite club. Lol!!

And to all those happy shoppers (yea right!!) who are waiting to be a part of the hordes of people going to the sales tomorrow, happy shopping coz you wont find me in there!! :D

I know ... I know.....

2005-07-22T12:39:00.000+08:00

Yes, yes its TGIF!!!! WOOOHHHOOOOOO!!!! And just to make sure you have a muddled and fulfilled weekend MINUS the confusion....check this out *hot off my inbox and into my blog* And o, yea...you may have read this a million times before but I couldn't resists my eagerness in wanting to share this with all of you just ONE more time. :D ' Major family problems in complex community. ' Two men met at a bus stop and struck up a conversation. One of them kept complaining of family problems. " Finally, the other man said: "You think you have family problems? Listen to my situation." " "A few years ago I met a young widow with a grown-up daughter. We got married and got myself a stepdaughter. Later, my father married my stepdaughter. That made my stepdaughter, my step-mother. And my father became my stepson. Also, my wife became mother-in-law of her father-in-law." ' "Much later the daughter of my wife, my stepmother, had a son. This boy was my half-brother because he was my father's son. But he was also the son of my wife's daughter which made him my wife's grand-son. That made me the grand-father of my half-brother." ' "This was nothing until my wife and I had a son. Now the half-sister of my son, my stepmother, is also the Grandmother. This makes my father, the brother-in-law of my child, whose stepsister is my father's wife, I am my stepmother's brother-in-law, my wife is her own child's aunt, my son is my father's nephew & I am my OWN GRANDFATHER!" ' "And you think you have FAMILY PROBLEMS?!?!?!?" ' BBbbwwahahahahahahaha!!!! *Rubs tear from my eyes*

Malaysia Blogger Forum

2005-07-22T12:20:00.000+08:00

Wah......ever since I joined Malaysia Blogger Forum (thanks to Lilian), I've learnt a few new things..... :D Today, learnt how to ~~STRIKEOUT~~ strikeout words. It will look MORE dahsyat when the right time comes along for me to use it la. :) So happy la I......hehehehe!!! :D

See...? Takes so little to make me ~~high~~ happy. :D One day, I shall move on to Word Press once I sum up enough courage to do so. Still have to find out more about it. So ulu when it comes to blogging other than on blogger. Like the kinds of blogging styles lar, what is firefox la (dunno what the heck is that oso), Word Press lar (oso dunno what is that but the one thing I know is that a lot of people are talking abt it and migrating over to it....what is that lar??? Even 5xmom oso did that), how to create your own skin lar (no lar....not your skin skin....the blog skin - THAT one I know :D), macam-macam.....so you see, I have so much to learn and so can you. :D

Go to Malaysian Blogger Forum NOW!! :D And be educated. Hehehehe.....no regret wan.

Ps. LCF....am I doing a good publicity job or not har?? :D

Nose picking glossary

2005-07-21T10:33:00.000+08:00

Shorty's got helluva way to make my day and reading this off her blog reminds me of what kids (and some adults) do when they KNOW they got a booger stuck up their noses and you JUST gotta get it out or else....... and dont you pretend you dont do it coz you KNOW you do. Which technique do you normally use??? :D HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

*Please be warned that from here on, things will get DISGUSTING.*

(taken off Amara's site)

NOSE PICKING GLOSSARY (but before we begin: the true height of selfishness is picking your nose and eating it and NOT offering!)...yo, don't try to front like it's gloomy or gray. 'cuz we all pick our boogers some time of the day. whether out in the open, or on a sneak tip. With a finger, a tissue or even a Q-Tip.....go up your nose and pick yourself up a winner.

The Kiddie Pick

When you're by yourself adn uninhibitedly twist your forefinger into your nostril with childlike joy and freedom. And the best part is that there is no time limit

Camouflaged Kiddie Pick

When, in the presence of other people, you wrap your forefinger in a tissue. Then thurst it in deep and hold back a grin.

Fake Nose Scratch

When you make-believe you have got an itch but you're really trolling the nostril edge for stray boogers

Making A Meal Out Of It

You do it so furiously, and for so long, you're probably entitled for dessert.

Suprise Pickings

When a sneeze or laugh causes snot to come hurtling out of your nose, and you have to gracefully clean it of your shirt(if you can and it doesnt stick or STAIN your shirt)

Pick Your Brains

The kind done in private, where your finger goes in so far - it passes the septum

Pick and Roll

Self-explanotory

Pick & Flick (Added by yours truly)

You kinda (try to) do it in private and when you succeed in getting it out, someone you wanna get even with, walks by. You aim, then you do THE do. But sometimes you dont really aim to flick, just that the other person happened to walk by at the wrong time, and wrong place. *shrugs* Too bad, I'd say.

*My FAVOURTIE especially if I wanna get back at my sis!!! Haven't been that bad YET but darn it, my aiming is bad!!! Sigh.

Pick and Stick

You wanted to be a 'pick and flick' but it stubbornly clings to your fingertip.

Paydirt

The kind where you remove a piece of snot so big, it improves your breathing by like 90%.

A horrid way to start the morning

2005-07-21T08:54:00.000+08:00

Going through BJ's post on cars and speed today, reminded me of what I saw early this morning on the way to work.

As I entered the the industrial estate, there was a LONG line of cars, at least 1km long. At first I thought there was some absurb police road block and I was thinking, 'Not at THIS time of the day, please!!! I'm gonna be late for work!!!!'. But the cars slowly inched along and the closer I got, the visible blinking/spinning red-yellow began to show. I knew from then on, it was an accident. I think what made matters worst was the fact that there were SO many 'spectators' PLUS all the drivers of the cars in line, stopped to take a peek (even yours truly) - I mean, how could I NOT? It was just THERE. No way I could have NOT seen what happened.

Well, actually I didn't see that much because I was rushing to get to office but the sight I saw was enough to remind me that I really don't need to speed and speed indeed KILLS. On the road, a body (so far unknown whether male or female but rumored to be a Malay woman since she was in a baju kurung) was lying obviously lifeless because it was covered with that infamous black plastic cover. It was quite a bad accident since *Details provided after this maybe grotesque to some. You have been informed* there was evidence of the body actually knocked down and then dragged on the road. VERY obvious trail of blood. And by evidence I mean, pieces of flesh (maybe even brains) and a whole lot of blood, as I mentioned earlier. I also believe that the victim was a motorcyclist as the helmet was knocked off and the vehicle who hit her, was a Satria.

I'm not here to blame this accident and say that the cause of this accident was speed but I'm pretty sure that it was, seeing that this road is a long stretch of straight road without any road bumps and we know how *some* people LOVE speed and fast driving (not necessarily safe though). On the other hand, I could also blame the motorcyslist for being careless like how MOST motorcyclists are. Like how they behave recklessly on the road as if they owned the road or better yet, that 'my grandfather's road' syndrome. You've seen it, I've seen it - we're ALL seen it. Who's really at fault - I really don't know, at least not at this point. *Poor body is STILL lying on the road, for pete's sake!!*

Bottom line is, some of us may love speed and driving fast, some of us drive slow, and we may all think that we are safe drivers. But seriously, I really don't believe in such a thing. We may be careful but when the other is not, and that still leaves us at risk. The ability to drive fast, long distance or whatever will not guarantee you a safe journey if other drivers on the road are reckless. And now that I've run of things to say, I'm not really sure what my points is BUT all I know is, speed is SO not good.

And frankly, why do people feel the need to drive fast in the first place???? *sigh*

Edited to add : After reading Shan's comment, I kinda realise that Hitz.fm is doing a good job on their advert about speed driving. How a master's graduate wastes his life away by speeding n getting killed on the road n how his loved ones find his mangled body infested with flies like a roadkill...VERY strong approach but VERY good move. Sometimes people don't realise the impact or consequences they have to face because they don't really realise the actually outcome. Only when highlighted, will people take note.

My gifts and current craze :P

2005-07-20T23:41:00.000+08:00

SS coffee mug sitting prettily on my table in the office. :D

The 3 cute fridge magnets N bought for me from Moscow, Russia - to be added unto the the ULTIMATE collection.

The ultimate fridge magnet collection and my current craze. :D

Pictures from the 'dahsyat weekend'! :D

2005-07-20T23:22:00.000+08:00

A wonderful view of sunrise greets up on Sunday morning. *sigh*

Isn't it a wonder that the sun NEVER fails to shine every morning?

A view from our room at the 26th floor.

The bath tub/jacuzzi which suffered the weight of 3 baby elephants.

When my faith falters...

2005-07-20T13:07:00.000+08:00

Got this in the mail today, I seem to be getting many insipiring articles/documents in my inbox lately. Maybe people are getting more inspired as the world nears its end. *shudders to think about it* Then again, when WILL the world end OR on a different note, will it EVER end? ' The Holy Alphabets (Nicely penned down in my fav writing style - a POEM) :D ' A lthough things are not perfect B ecause of trial or pain C ontinue in thanksgiving D o not begin to blame E ven when the times are hard F ierce winds are bound to blow G od is forever able H old on to what you know I magine life without His love J oy would cease to be K eep thanking Him for all the things L ove imparts to thee M ove out of "Camp Complaining" N o weapon that is known O n earth can yield the power P raise can do alone Q uit looking at the future R edeem the time at hand S tart every day with worship T o "thank" is a command U ntil we see Him coming V ictorious in the sky W e'll run the race with gratitude X alting God most high Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but... Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad! ' It is true that I am too blessed to be stressed. Despite being a typical Catholic who continues to sin, each and everyday...the one thing I realise is that the shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between my knees and the floor. ' For the one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything. Indeed, it is easier said that done but God gave me the strength to fight the fight and push temptations away as it rears its ugly head at me every hour, every day. I do not pray for my problems to go away, I pray for the strength to fight those problem today and to be stronger to face worst problems in the future. ' And this I learnt not from the Bible but from a good friend who has indeed been forced to face numerous problems which are FAR beyond my comprehension but can still smile and be happy despite it all. What more someone like me? '

This Guy Won `The Best Good Looking Guy in the World` Title

2005-07-19T15:54:00.000+08:00

Can someone PLEASE tell me who this hunk of a guy is coz' DARN IT, my pc's beginning to melt since I first laid my eyes on him.....*blissfully sighs* ' Ps. Thank YOU, Sha....for making me drool like this on my keyboard, now I'm gonna get electrocuted for NO reason....haiyoola!!!

~bbbzzzzzzzzzzz....ppssttt~ Now look what happened!!! My hair's frizzled too.

*still sighing blissfully*

Dahsyat weekend!!

2005-07-19T12:23:00.000+08:00

Wahlau!!! What a weekend.....so dasyat until I had to wait till now to write about it. Too busy at work and hardly had time to curi-curi write in the office. Too long a story. :D

Since I still had my cash vouchers for Northam Hotel, I decided to take my 2 best buddies from college, SS & N and have us a jolly good time. SS arrived from Klang early Saturday morning (try 1am for early) and I fetched her at Juru toll and we were to meet N in Penang that afternoon. Her cravings for Penang food must have really been BAD for the first thing she said in the morning was, 'Let's go for breakfast la!! Please la......please la. I miss Penang food. Please la....' - gosh, talk about desperate for food. LOL!! So, the first thing we did was go for dim sum with mum and SS.

We shot off for Penang right after brekkie to meet N at the hotel. For me, the last time I saw N was last year when he came down for the holidays from Moscow. Being the sweety he is, he brought me loads of postcards, phonecards and pictures. And since he still is a sweety, this time, he brought me THREE fridge magnets!! WOOOHOOOO!!! Happy Yvy! :D And for SS, the last time she met him was some 7 years ago while we were all still in college (GAWD, that kinda makes me feel darn freaking OLD!) and you can imagine the amount of noise these people made when they saw each other!!! OMG......like some major headless chicken party going on!!! Lol.

Immediately after checking in, we sat our sweet-selves down and began updating each other. But seeing that we hadn't had lunch yet and these people where like craving for Penang food (maklumla SS was living ALL her life in Penang but just moved to Klang recently and N's been in Russia for the past year), we raced to the nearest nasi kandar shop, Khaleel along Gurney Drive and I bet food never tasted so heavenly to them up till that point. You could actually hear them sigh blissfully after each mouthful of nasi kandar - crazy people! As for me, no big deal la...have one right in town, some 5 minutes away from home. Before long , we were all stuffed. After that, we went to One Stop to....what else, visit my FAV stop lot - Chameleon. Those Penangites will know why....heheh, need no introduction. We spent quite some time at One Stop looking at costume jewellery and stuff. And was almost teatime by the time we left. As we were walking to my car, something glittering shone in my eyes. I looked down and couldn't believe my eyes - 3 rings!! 3 gold rings...I bent down, (had to dig a bit) and scooped up the rings. They were PURE gold! We quickly jumped into the car and all of us were chattering at once. All I heard was, 'Yada, yada...rings, bla bla bla, heavy, bla bla bla....'. It went on a while until I decided to stop it. We weren't even sure if they were gold or not until N took a close look and saw that it was - 916. Not bad I was thinking, I didn't really know what to do with it. I'd be stupid to give it up at the police station - I bet the policemen would have thought that I was some stupid nut to give up something like that. Anyways, called my mum and told her about it.

She, of course was hyper excited about the whole thing. But I told her that it may not be gold. Just in case. Malula if its not, right? Anyway, right after that piece of adventure, we made out way to Sam's Batik House at Penang Road. What a WONDERFUL place!!!! If you're into East India/British India type of clothes, this is the place to be at. Same kinda style and taste but at half or less than half the price!! I finally bought me my 'fisherman's pants' but they call it 'happy pants'. Well, I'm not complaining coz it made me happy since I finally found a pair which was at a reasonable price after MANY MANY years. :D Happy Yvy!! Definitely on my shopping list for clothes next time. Right after Sam's, we HAD to have more food. We crossed over to Kayu Nasi Kandar and had teh tarik (what's new for me) and SS ordered roti tisu (Made using the roti canai flour but spread out VERY VERY thinly before cooking and once cooked, its rolled up and sweetened condensed milk is poured slightly at the top to give it some sweetness) . When the waiter brought it, I swear I wished I brought my camera. The roti was HUGE......SUPER DUPER HUGE! It was so HIGH/TALL whatever you wanna call it. At least 2 feet long.......at least! I was speechless for a moment, but burst out laughing coz I couldn't take the SHOCKED look on SS face. She looked at me, looked at the roti and back at me, speechless!! A real classic look, if only my camera was with me, IF ONLY. Sigh.

After mu-mum, we went back to the hotel and did ourselves a fashion show. Me parading in my happy pants, N in his chinese kung fu suit (he bought 2 pairs) and SS in her fringe wrap around skirt. And then, we talked and we talked and we talked......we talked for at least 4 hours before we realized that we hadn't had dinner yet. So we got off our butts and made our way to where else but Northam Beach Cafe. I just cant get over how good the oysters are there. Of course I recommended it and we of course had it together with some loh bak, satay and ikan bakar (spicy grilled fish). We were eating like as if there was no tomorrow. There goes my dairy diet out the window and into the sea by Gurney Drive. Sigh. By the time we finished out food and went back to the hotel, its was already late, about 11.30pm or so. The thought of clubbing crossed our minds but to think that by the time we get dressed up and pretty ourselves, it would be too late so we did the next best thing - jump into the jacuzzi in the room!! Yup...its true, we were crazy and small enough (NOT!) to fit into the jacuzzi. Its true that Northam has the LARGEST bath tub of all and darn it, we had to make FULL use of it. Was so funny to see 3 baby elephants stuffing themselves in that large tub, but when all's said and done, it was fun. And that was the only thing that mattered to us. :D We only went to bed at about 2am.

The next day after having brekkie in the hotel, I extended out room to 6pm so we would have the whole day to ourselves. By the time we got dressed and ready to go out, it was ALMOST lunch time but since we weren't that hungry, we just got into the car and started driving around. Not really knowing where to go, we decided to go for lunch somewhere in Green Lane and we had the famous chee cheong fun. I really didn't expect it to be good but man, it was DELICIOUS!!!! Must eat again. :D After 'lunch', we decided to go to the beach but along the way, it started to drizzle but we took our chances and well, it was a good decision. The weather was perfect and we found a super spot just behind Naza Hotel. The beach was empty so we were pretty much alone except for maybe 2 kids running around and this old man who kept walking up and down the beach collecting mussels (?). Well, it looked like mussels to me anyway, really huge mutated ones too. I was thinking how nice it would be if he could pick up the rubbish that he saw and ignorantly passed by as he walked up and down the beach collecting his loot. Sigh.

We lepak-ed there till about 3.30pm when it started to get dark. We quickly packed up and headed back to Northam to start packing up to check out at 6pm. By 6pm, we were out of the hotel and still craving for food (Yes, I'll admit it. We REALLY went on an eating binge. Really.) , we ended up in where else but Gurney Drive. Not being a fan of laksa, I found myself looking forward to eating it and after arguing which shop was nicer, N won and we had his choice of laksa and SS had her fav, lok-lok (assortment of fish balls, innards, tofu & cockels cooked in boiling water, drained dry and dipping sauce is given OR poured on top). Then it started to drizzle again. :( We hurried through our food only to realize that we got conned by the rain. But not willing to take the risk of it actually pouring down and still not satisfied with the food (are you even surprised???), we drove to Penang Road and down Dato' Koyah to have SS's roti john (SS and her rotis!! Roti John is a hot dog bun flattened out, with a piece of burger meat on top of the bun and 2 bull's eye eggs on top of the meat). Darn good to eat too!! We went our separate ways at 8pm. N pushed off for home and the both of us, towards Juru toll to wait for her pal to fetch her.

I finally reached home at 11pm, poop-ed but very happy and satisfied. Never realize how fast time flew by and the amount of food I consumed!! *shakes head* But its not often and somehow, that is my only consolation. I'm planning to meet up with N before he leaves for Moscow this Sunday and SS is planning to come down again in September for my birthday. I better start losing the weight I put on over the weekend before SS comes over coz I just KNOW I'm gonna get stuffed again!! Lol......Was a GREAT WEEKEND!!

Ps. SS got me a gift - a nice big coffee mug for office and I'm using it now. :D Happy Yvy!!

Pps. Remember those gold rings I found, I (my mum actually, I just tumpang only) bought the lottery and I......STRUCK!!!!! WOOHOOOO......not much la, but still....WOOOOHOOOOO!!! :D VERY VERY happy Yvy!! :D Second time lucky....don't really buy numbers, but sometimes once a green moon, just try my luck la. If and only if something strikes my mind. Otherwise, I find it really a waste of money. Don't make it a habit.